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Back to work, no time to think for a while.

Adella was puzzled at Dawn's words. Why would their memories be different? Was she saying that it had been just another night for her, or was there something else going on? She resisted the urge to help Dawn sit up properly. "How I remember things..." She paused. It felt awkward to put it into...

It was good to be back. To breathe the air, its unique scent a mixture of the spices, plants, food and people who made up the Lorrdian atmosphere. It brought back memories of her childhood, of the time before her life had turned into one spaceport after the next, smells of life and spice...

((Sorry for the wait!)) "It's not so hard when you grow up with it," Adella answered her partner with a subdued chuckle while the bartender picked out the bottle of green liquid. "Of course, they say learning languages is far easier when you're a child." Catching her glass easily with one hand...

So strange. There was a clear sign of recognition in Dawn's expression, but that was it. How was that even possible, everything considered? Adella frowned. Out of all possible reactions this was not even remotely close to any one she'd expected. The smile seemed genuine, but only in a friendly...

A few thin, pale lines were all that remained of the wounds on her left hand as Adella placed it on Aethon's arm. She smiled back at him. "This, right here. You and me. That's all that matters." Resting her head on his shoulder as they neared the airport, she sighed contentedly. Perhaps they...

Apparently building a new human from scratch takes a lot of energy... Sorry I'm late on replies >(

Three days until time off.. can't come soon enough :|

Watching as Aethon sorted through his thoughts trying to come to a decision, Adella waited silently, hopeful that her appeal had gotten through to him. His reluctance was easily visible, but her spirits soared as he agreed to her suggestion for now. She accepted his terms with a minute nod and...

It had been a simple question, she thought, however it seemed the answer was anything but. Adella felt that empty space within her expanding again, draining all color from the world despite her best efforts at fighting it. But she wouldn’t give up. How could she, with the love of her life come...

Ever since those secrets could kill you, Adella thought as Aethon looked away from her, disappointment practically radiating from his body. He was very unhappy about this, almost to the point of seeming disgusted, which came as no surprise. "I'm sorry," she apologized sincerely as she got to...

When Aethon asked if she would come home with him tonight, Adella smiled. It was all she wanted. She had to figure out a way to make it possible. She leaned up to kiss him, just a short, sweet kiss while she sorted the ideas in her mind. "I do. I want it all," she stated with certainty in her...

It was quiet in the garden, where lush green plants muted the sounds from the busy crowd mingling and exchanging pleasantries on the main floor. With the low lighting encouraging private conversations, the garden functioned as a small retreat, where there was space to breathe. They weren't alone...

So apparently reading while walking makes me motion sick?? Rubbish!