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5 August 2013, 09:03 PM   #16
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It couldn't possibly be -.. Jacob Harland stood and removed his glasses, placing them onto the desk and walking over to the woman. He had indeed noticed the curvature of her body in the thing gown they made the patients wear, however he was easily able to keep himself in check. His hands moved up to cup the side of her face, a skeptical look overcoming his features. "You mean this little frightened thing is Justine Florbelle?"
Rachelle Eponine Asmosia Timorous Schizotypal | Fugue State | Selective Mutism | Insomnia | Night Terrors Astraphobia. Automysophobia. Hypnophobia. Mnemophobia. Oneirophobia. Pyrophobia. "You are not even an acceptable young lady yet. Whatever dreams you have of obtaining motherhood... is another one of your delusions."

5 August 2013, 09:10 PM   #17
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She nodded. "Oh, Jacob. The past few years have been terrible." She was a brilliant liar. "I...I snapped. And now I'm here." Her grey eyes were starting to water, she drilled it into both her mind and his. She killed her father ten years ago, got her suitors five years ago, and was found just under five months ago. She was tried, something she never understood.

5 August 2013, 10:24 PM   #18
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Jacob wrapped his arms around the woman, hesitantly at first. Why am I so afraid of her, this is one of my best friends.. "Come and sit, let's talk. Would you like a piece of butterscotch?"
Rachelle Eponine Asmosia Timorous Schizotypal | Fugue State | Selective Mutism | Insomnia | Night Terrors Astraphobia. Automysophobia. Hypnophobia. Mnemophobia. Oneirophobia. Pyrophobia. "You are not even an acceptable young lady yet. Whatever dreams you have of obtaining motherhood... is another one of your delusions."

5 August 2013, 10:28 PM   #19
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She nodded, taking one before sitting down on his overstuffed couch. She made note of the springyness of it, usually they had very little stuffing. She looked around at the dull place, taking it all in. She unwrapped it carefully and put the candy in her mouth.

5 August 2013, 10:32 PM   #20
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For a moment the doctor let his eyes roll back over the woman's body, amazed at the turn out. My God, she's beautiful. His eyes moved back to his paperwork before sliding to the window, to the clouds gathering overhead in the dark sky. "What do you wish to talk about, Justine?" He really should've called her by her last name but as they were already awcuinted, he found it difficult.
Rachelle Eponine Asmosia Timorous Schizotypal | Fugue State | Selective Mutism | Insomnia | Night Terrors Astraphobia. Automysophobia. Hypnophobia. Mnemophobia. Oneirophobia. Pyrophobia. "You are not even an acceptable young lady yet. Whatever dreams you have of obtaining motherhood... is another one of your delusions."

5 August 2013, 10:37 PM   #21
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"I...I don't really know." She said. "I'm just so happy right now...to see a familiar face." She concentrated on sucking on the candy before doing the same thing to him. She could pick out certain things, though. His flaws, underneath his beauty. He had pockmarked skin, and it was pasty, too. His hair was dull.

5 August 2013, 10:46 PM   #22
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"I can understand that, Miss Florbelle. I don't believe we've crossed path - my, since we were but ten years old." Jacob leaned back in his chair and watched the movement of her lips when she spoke, pursed and venomous but there was something sickly sweet about the shape of her mouth. Her hair fell in carefully kept curls around her shoulders, a dark chocolate color which accentuated her autumn-toned skin. Jacob didn't realize he'd been staring until she cleared her throat to say something else, and he quickly looked down at his papers, a slight blush rising. What a damned fool I am.
Rachelle Eponine Asmosia Timorous Schizotypal | Fugue State | Selective Mutism | Insomnia | Night Terrors Astraphobia. Automysophobia. Hypnophobia. Mnemophobia. Oneirophobia. Pyrophobia. "You are not even an acceptable young lady yet. Whatever dreams you have of obtaining motherhood... is another one of your delusions."

5 August 2013, 10:51 PM   #23
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"Then shall we start at eleven?" Asked Justine. She leaned back on the couch, still obviously ladylike. She waited for his confirmation.

5 August 2013, 10:53 PM   #24
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After getting his emotions under control he nodded, shutting his eyes and placing locked fingers behind his head in a sort of relaxed position, so that he may envision the girls past better. Daydreaming was always better and that's why Jacob was almost always found asleep or in a daze of some sort, be it from alcohol or just listening to the patients. It made everything easier.
Rachelle Eponine Asmosia Timorous Schizotypal | Fugue State | Selective Mutism | Insomnia | Night Terrors Astraphobia. Automysophobia. Hypnophobia. Mnemophobia. Oneirophobia. Pyrophobia. "You are not even an acceptable young lady yet. Whatever dreams you have of obtaining motherhood... is another one of your delusions."

5 August 2013, 11:04 PM   #25
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"When we were little, you may have noted the bruises. I don't want to go into that. He kept me prisoner in there, completely isolated and then he wouldn't pay attention to me. Father...well, he had to go. And I regretted it. I...after the ninteenth test that pretty much boiled down to 'How are you feeling today', I snapped. I...I turned into a monster. Come five years later, and I had officially inherited the house and grounds, I was out one night and I came back the next morning with three suitors on my tail. They had followed me home, Alois was infatuated, and so were the others, Basile and Malo. You should have seen it, the nobleman, the violinist, and the butcher...all after Justine Florbelle!" She emitted a small laugh. "They all stayed with me...and I blinded them with my beauty. My beauty!" She said, pausing for a second.

5 August 2013, 11:08 PM   #26
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"Well I can certainly see why." He said, before tilting his head a bit and rubbing his eyes. "Oh dear, did I say that out loud? Many pardons, it's just - " He took a moment to look for the right words, standing and moving to sit beside her on the couch. "You've grown into an exceptionally beautiful and intelligent young woman, Justine, from what I can see."
Rachelle Eponine Asmosia Timorous Schizotypal | Fugue State | Selective Mutism | Insomnia | Night Terrors Astraphobia. Automysophobia. Hypnophobia. Mnemophobia. Oneirophobia. Pyrophobia. "You are not even an acceptable young lady yet. Whatever dreams you have of obtaining motherhood... is another one of your delusions."

5 August 2013, 11:11 PM   #27
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"After a while, the damage was done. I took lithium and decided to end it all. But, I survived with less than all of my senses and a terrible case of amnesia. I ran through what I later learned was a test I built for myself, and at the end, the police were waiting for me."

5 August 2013, 11:16 PM   #28
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"If I may ask you a question," Jacob crossed one leg over the other, leaning back slightly so that he had a better look at her, and at his liquor cabinet. He desperately needed a drink. "Why did you decide to try and kill yourself, if you had men chasing you left and right?"
Rachelle Eponine Asmosia Timorous Schizotypal | Fugue State | Selective Mutism | Insomnia | Night Terrors Astraphobia. Automysophobia. Hypnophobia. Mnemophobia. Oneirophobia. Pyrophobia. "You are not even an acceptable young lady yet. Whatever dreams you have of obtaining motherhood... is another one of your delusions."

5 August 2013, 11:19 PM   #29
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"Because I was better than how I was acting. I know. I was insane, in retrospect. I...I killed them, Jaco...Doctor Harland. And if they did survive, they would be forever maimed." She held her head in her lap, her breath growing unsteady.

5 August 2013, 11:22 PM    #30
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Jacob carefully placed his hand over her back, rubbing it in support. "I know, I understand." Breath in, breath out. "And you may call me Jacob, as long as I may call you Justine." He'd smile down at her, standing and moving over to the cabinet. "Would you like a drink, dear?"
Rachelle Eponine Asmosia Timorous Schizotypal | Fugue State | Selective Mutism | Insomnia | Night Terrors Astraphobia. Automysophobia. Hypnophobia. Mnemophobia. Oneirophobia. Pyrophobia. "You are not even an acceptable young lady yet. Whatever dreams you have of obtaining motherhood... is another one of your delusions."

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