Nathaniel Steele (Jan 23, 2011 4:49:57 AM)
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Friday Lovelace (Jan 23, 2011 4:50:44 AM)
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Nathaniel Steele (Jan 23, 2011 4:51:42 AM)
*Oddly, he parks around behind the garage. He helps her out of the car, and hobbles towards the door in the side of the building, motioning her to follow*

Friday Lovelace (Jan 23, 2011 4:52:41 AM)
*she seemed calmer by the time they got there, though whatever she'd taken probably helped that. She got up and padded after him slowly, looking around nervously*

Nathaniel Steele (Jan 23, 2011 4:54:52 AM)
*On the outside, it's just a beat up old cinderblock building. Inside, however...It's like some weird steampunk novel. Sparsely furnished with victorian furniture, the inside space is an odd mix of soft decadence and hard industrial edges. One large space, the living area is at the front...the back is entirely a lab made up of victorian apparatus and glassware. Hissing burners, weird bits of antique technology. pretty brass fixtures and the like*

Friday Lovelace (Jan 23, 2011 4:57:21 AM)
*She looked about before she just flopped down to a seat, staring ahead of herself blankly as she tried to process the night*

Nathaniel Steele (Jan 23, 2011 5:00:28 AM)
*He fiddles around in the lab, eventually handing her a cup of sweet smelling tea before flopping into a comfy looking chair* Chamomile tea. It'll help soothe your nerves.

Friday Lovelace (Jan 23, 2011 5:00:47 AM)
Xanax works pretty good too..

Nathaniel Steele (Jan 23, 2011 5:01:02 AM)
Tea doesn't have nasty side effects though.

Nathaniel Steele (Jan 23, 2011 5:01:17 AM)
Unless you consider being delicious a nasty side effect

Friday Lovelace (Jan 23, 2011 5:01:21 AM)
*She shrugged* I have to take it or my therapist gets upset

Nathaniel Steele (Jan 23, 2011 5:03:16 AM)
I see. *he says, frowning absently*

Friday Lovelace (Jan 23, 2011 5:05:59 AM)
Sorry.. you picked the crazy girl to come and talk to..

Nathaniel Steele (Jan 23, 2011 5:08:02 AM)
*He shrugs* I doubt you're crazy. A little high strung maybe. But not crazy.

Friday Lovelace (Jan 23, 2011 5:08:40 AM)
I hear voices.

Friday Lovelace (Jan 23, 2011 5:08:53 AM)
That's pretty fucking crazy

Nathaniel Steele (Jan 23, 2011 5:09:29 AM)
I've heard voices before. And I've seen ghosts playing trumpets. More then once.

Friday Lovelace (Jan 23, 2011 5:11:29 AM)
*She shrugged faintly* As far as my therapist is concerned I'm schizophrenic or some such

Nathaniel Steele (Jan 23, 2011 5:13:11 AM)
Maybe. *he digs around inside his coat again, coming up with that odd little phial* Would you bear with my curiosity a moment?

Friday Lovelace (Jan 23, 2011 5:16:18 AM)
*She lifted an eyebrow a little bit and shrugged* If you want..

Nathaniel Steele (Jan 23, 2011 5:17:22 AM)
*He smiles, shaking a little of the powder in the phial onto a finger, then touching it to his eyelids...just a little...it sparkles like glitter, oddly*

Friday Lovelace (Jan 23, 2011 5:18:37 AM)
Aren't you supposed to put glitter on before you go out, not after you get home..

Nathaniel Steele (Jan 23, 2011 5:18:45 AM)
*There's the tingle of his magic in the air, and when he opens his eyes, they're dilated, large and dark. he leans forward a bit, and kinda...stares..at her, looking for any sign of magic or otherworldly energy at all*

Friday Lovelace (Jan 23, 2011 5:19:12 AM)
*She shivered at the sensation in the air, biting her lower lip and fidgeting more as he stared at her*

Nathaniel Steele (Jan 23, 2011 5:21:44 AM)
*he nods, quietly cleaning the pwoder off of his eyes with a handkerchief* I thought so.

Friday Lovelace (Jan 23, 2011 5:22:22 AM)
What?

Nathaniel Steele (Jan 23, 2011 5:25:10 AM)
You're not crazy.

Friday Lovelace (Jan 23, 2011 5:26:22 AM)
Tell that to my therapist.

Nathaniel Steele (Jan 23, 2011 5:27:37 AM)
*he shrugs* You'll realize I'm right soon, I think.

Friday Lovelace (Jan 23, 2011 5:29:36 AM)
I dunno how you can think I'll realize you're right.. I'm on two anti-psychotics, an anti-depressant, prozac and xanax.. it's a half miracle I function and I still can't stop the voices sometimes.

Nathaniel Steele (Jan 23, 2011 5:30:32 AM)
*He rubs at his chin* Tell me about that?

Friday Lovelace (Jan 23, 2011 5:31:06 AM)
*She sighed, her shoulders slumping* It's involved..

Nathaniel Steele (Jan 23, 2011 5:32:02 AM)
do you have something else to do?

Friday Lovelace (Jan 23, 2011 5:32:22 AM)
*She shook her head a little, taking a slow breath* Um.. can I have a soda? I don't like tea so much..

Nathaniel Steele (Jan 23, 2011 5:32:32 AM)
It's chamomile tea. Try it.

Friday Lovelace (Jan 23, 2011 5:32:46 AM)
*She looked at the tea and slowly sipped it*

Nathaniel Steele (Jan 23, 2011 5:33:04 AM)
*he watches for her reaction*

Friday Lovelace (Jan 23, 2011 5:41:31 AM)
*She sipped again but she seemed to be eyeing it, her nose scrunching slightly* Okay.. well.. um.. *Deep breath* My parents were scientists or something and as early as I can remember, which is rather early, I was always doing things, little tests and stuff for them. They would talk in my head and try to get me to talk in theirs or sense things or stuff like that. I could, but I couldn't control when it happened and it gives me headaches really bad. They tried to see what else I could learn to do but I could only move stuff a little bit. I learned from them, what they taught.. and then when I was eight something happened, they called it a siege or something and they stuck me a drawer and I got moved or something and I ended up on a river bank. I'd never been outside or around other people and it was scary as shit being outside and I ended up in foster care and they said my parents died in a 'break in' and whenever I get freaked out or stressed or people are yelling a lot or conflict and stuff then it h

Friday Lovelace (Jan 23, 2011 5:41:40 AM)
happens and I start hearing what people are thinking and I can't stop it and it makes me really sick sometimes and so they stuck me in therapy and loaded me with pills and so I just stopped telling them the truth.. Oh, and I can talk to animals.. so. yeah, there you go. Nice and fucking nuts.

Nathaniel Steele (Jan 23, 2011 5:43:23 AM)
*he leans back a bit, watching her tell her story. When she's done, he smiles a bit *No. Definitely not nuts. I know you don't know me, and you have no reason at all to listen to me...but I have a request.

Friday Lovelace (Jan 23, 2011 5:43:38 AM)
What is it?

Nathaniel Steele (Jan 23, 2011 5:44:07 AM)
Don't take your drugs for a few days. I have someone I'd like you to meet before you start your prescriptions again.

Friday Lovelace (Jan 23, 2011 5:45:02 AM)
*She fidgeted a little bit and frowned* They say it's not a good idea to stop the drugs.. and it takes awhile to get out of the system and stuff

Nathaniel Steele (Jan 23, 2011 5:46:09 AM)
I know. We'll call it an experiment, ok? If you want, I can show you why I want you to do this.

Friday Lovelace (Jan 23, 2011 5:46:37 AM)
*She eyed him suspiciously* ... why?

Nathaniel Steele (Jan 23, 2011 5:47:07 AM)
*He motions for her to come closer to him*

Friday Lovelace (Jan 23, 2011 5:49:29 AM)
*She didn't seem to like that idea* .. do I have to?

Nathaniel Steele (Jan 23, 2011 5:49:45 AM)
No. It's your choice. But seeing might help you understand.

Friday Lovelace (Jan 23, 2011 5:50:10 AM)
Can't I see from here?

Nathaniel Steele (Jan 23, 2011 5:50:49 AM)
*He leans over, holding out that little bottle to her* Put a tiny bit of this on your eyelids. It's just powdered silver.

Friday Lovelace (Jan 23, 2011 5:51:44 AM)
*She leaned over and took the vial, carefully putting some on her eyelids and fidgeting some*

Nathaniel Steele (Jan 23, 2011 5:53:02 AM)
*There's that tingle again...and as her eyes refocus, she can -see- a kind of energy flow around Nate, around her...a bright pool of that energy at his core, and a fainter pool at her own core*

Friday Lovelace (Jan 23, 2011 5:54:36 AM)
*her eyes widened and she scrabbled backwards and thudded over the back of the couch with a pained yelp*

Nathaniel Steele (Jan 23, 2011 5:54:59 AM)
*He sighs, softly, rubbing his face*

Friday Lovelace (Jan 23, 2011 5:59:06 AM)
*She was in a corner now, hugging her legs and just staring around the room*

Nathaniel Steele (Jan 23, 2011 6:00:10 AM)
Come back and sit down. Your tea is getting cold.

Friday Lovelace (Jan 23, 2011 6:07:00 AM)
*She reached out to somewhat paw at the air to try and touch the energy flow* ... the hell is it...

Nathaniel Steele (Jan 23, 2011 6:07:56 AM)
Not going to guess? *he asks, smiling a bit.*

Friday Lovelace (Jan 23, 2011 6:09:35 AM)
I .. dunno..

Nathaniel Steele (Jan 23, 2011 6:10:43 AM)
It's magic. Yes, really.

Friday Lovelace (Jan 23, 2011 6:15:45 AM)
*She stared at him a moment, furrowing her brow* ...um..

Nathaniel Steele (Jan 23, 2011 6:16:25 AM)
Um?

Friday Lovelace (Jan 23, 2011 6:19:32 AM)
I.. I think.. I want to go home now..

Nathaniel Steele (Jan 23, 2011 6:20:18 AM)
*he nods, and her vision of the energy cuts off sharply* Alright, it should be safe now. I'll drive you home.

Friday Lovelace (Jan 23, 2011 6:20:42 AM)
*She shook her head no quickly* No no! I can walk.. really, I can walk, yeah, it's fine.

Nathaniel Steele (Jan 23, 2011 6:21:39 AM)
*He scribbles his name and number onto a scrap of paper, offering it over to her* Alright. Here, My number. Please call me. Like I said, I know someone who might be able to help you.

Friday Lovelace (Jan 23, 2011 6:22:33 AM)
*she got up, scooting over and taking the paper, quickly stuffing it into her pocket as she nodded* Um.. t..thanks for the tea.. I .. um... yeah. Um. Goodbye.. *She steadily scooted over towards the door before finally scrabbling out of the place*

Nathaniel Steele (Jan 23, 2011 6:23:17 AM)
*He hobbles over to the door to lock it behind her, then into his lab to get back to work*

Friday Lovelace (Jan 23, 2011 6:23:26 AM)
(^_^ G'night :) )

Nathaniel Steele (Jan 23, 2011 6:23:31 AM)
(night!)

Friday Lovelace (Jan 23, 2011 6:23:33 AM)
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Nathaniel Steele (Jan 23, 2011 6:23:37 AM)
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