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Let me call you sweetheart...
Who: Alec & You
What: Valentines Event
Where: Anywhere
Warnings: Who knows
Alec cam be found anywhere, looking more cagey than usual. Find him in his office filling out endless forms or answering calls curtly, or in a bistro or cafe with a single cup of steaming tea, or even in the park bundled up against the cold day.
More to the point he has a box of Valentine's Day candies with him that he cannot seem to stop eating. It seems almost unconscious. However this meeting turns out is going to be an interesting ride.
[[ooc: feel free to chose the words of the heart that he eats and put it in the subject. Or leave it up to RNG]]
What: Valentines Event
Where: Anywhere
Warnings: Who knows
Alec cam be found anywhere, looking more cagey than usual. Find him in his office filling out endless forms or answering calls curtly, or in a bistro or cafe with a single cup of steaming tea, or even in the park bundled up against the cold day.
More to the point he has a box of Valentine's Day candies with him that he cannot seem to stop eating. It seems almost unconscious. However this meeting turns out is going to be an interesting ride.
[[ooc: feel free to chose the words of the heart that he eats and put it in the subject. Or leave it up to RNG]]
Randomize that heart~
"There is something oddly addicting about those little candies. They don't taste that good but once you start, you can't stop."
Re: Randomize that heart~
"They taste like shit. I don't know why I can't stop. I've always hated these bloody things." He held a heart between his forefinger and thumb, rocking it absently. "Besides which there's something strange about them, I just can't put my finger on what."
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What is so addicting about this candy that tastes like chalk? He'll never understand it. But he also has been drawn to eating them recently, but he was blaming it on the time of year.
"Or is what is written on them strange? Did you get a practical joke pack of them?"
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And then-- he caught sight of Wuxian's hands on the table and suddenly... wanted to ask, jokingly, like a loser, if he wanted-- The need to burned in his throat as if he'd drunk a tumbler of whiskey. But he fought it. He wouldn't make such an arse of himself. He refused.
"It's ridiculous." But his voice was rough.
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He catches the roughness in his voice and quirks his eyebrow, "What's so ridiculous? The fact you are still eating chalk?"
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"Aren't you supposed to do what the candy says?"
He shrugs a little at the question. "Not really. Definitely not going to be playing with any of those powers. I'd like a warm body to spend my time with not one that has been living in the ground."
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"Good, don't. Even if you think you need them, resist the urge. Nothing good is going to come from this bullshit."
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"Agreed. Good party trick around Halloween maybe but not so good for the every day. I hear them all the time. When there is a lot in one area it is like listening to some creepy radio station."
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"Has that always been? Or only since you've... remembered." For lack of a better word.
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He lifts his hand up and runs his finger over the rim of his cup. He hasn't even touched his own tea but it was more as an excuse to be able to stay in the cafe as a paying customer.
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All of his own making.
"Maybe it will go away when we figure it all out." If he sounds distracted it's only because he is. He lifts his hand finally and places it over Wuxian's just to stop it moving. It's not quite filling the requirement and his hand trembles for more, but for now this is enough.
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"That would be nice. I wouldn't mind forgetting everything that has come back to me." Powers included. He misses his carefree and worry free lifestyle. Maybe if he had a better grasp on them he would think they were fun or cool but right now they are simply frustrating.
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He pushed all those thoughts aside.
"Me too." He would forget it all if he thought he deserved to but did he? If that was really a true life somewhere-- didn't he still have to do the penance for it?
"I hope you will."
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"Maybe someday we will all go back to normal and forget everything that has happened." He doesn't necessarily wish for that if it means forgetting about the people he has met because of it. But if he can keep the people and lose the memories and the powers he would jump on the chance.
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"Let's just hope some things stay..." Like Fell and Anthony. They were so happy together...
"I can't help but think-- what if this is real? What if there are-- What does it mean? Do you ever wonder that? Which you is the real one."
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Perhaps the choice could be there...to remember or not remember depending on how one's life changed because of the memories.
"I have powers so it makes me a pretty big believer that this is real. Just because he existed and lived his life, doesn't mean I can't learn from his mistakes with those powers and live my own. I don't intend to let his life change who I am."
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"So you're saying the mistakes of that life stay there?" He regards him. "You...no longer feel you have to make up for them?"
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"Why should I make up for his mistakes? What is in the past is in the past. It's not like any of those people he dealt with are here now. I'm not going to waste this life making up for something I didn't personally do."
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"Forget it. What if someone from that past turns up here? Someone...from that past has for me, and my cousin. It's possible. What if you wronged someone and they appeared." He tries not to think about what happens if Beth shows up, or Tess, or any of the Gillespes... God...
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"Oh? Do you want to ravish me in the middle of the cafe? I didn't know you were so bold."
He tap his finger on the to of the table, "Someone already did. I didn't know him at the time and he is already gone now. I don't know if I wronged him but if I did, it's not really me who did it. Just because I'm sharing someone's memories does not mean i have to have the same relationships."
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He ducked his head down a bit, looking anywhere but the kid. He wished he could do that too. He wished he could just let it go, but it didn't feel right.
"Fair enough." But he couldn't let go of his even if he tried. "Anyway-- stay out of trouble. I'll get that." He nodded at the tea.
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"If I promise that I won't say anything else about ravishing, will you not run away? I'll even turn away until your face resumes it's normal color."
He can't help the grin on his lips though as he says it. He won't push the man to stay if he has to go but he can't help but want to talk with him more.
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And hopefully out and about he'd be less inclined to be tempted by another candy. He didn't understand his taste for them but bitter cold should be enough to take it out of his mouth right?
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He pushes himself up out of his seat and immediately puts his hands in his pocket as if to prove that he is being sincere.
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