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 Posted: Fri Mar 28, 2008 12:38 pm
*Synge watched his smile fade, but assumed it was just a normal thing to not smile the whole time they talked. Although she felt a little bit of her excitement from seeing his smile leaving her has his smile left as well. She wondered about this while he talked on, but came up with nothing. She nodded in response to what he was saying, she also hoped more people would show up, especially those she had known from here before. It would be nice to see people who knew her when she was happier. She found herself starting at Ben's face as he smoked, wondering what he was thinking and hoping she wasn't doing anything to bother him.*
Um...are you always sick like yesterday? I mean, not that it is a bad thing, or at least it doesn't bother me. Er, what I mean is, that doesn't seem like a lot of fun for you, to always know that being sick is a part of life...
*She paused there, the whole question had come out strangely and not at all how she wanted it to. Now she just felt silly, yet she continued to try and explain.*
It is just, um, well, I kind of know how it is to always be like that. Feeling tired is like a part of my life, even more so after this stupid eye thing happened. So yeah, I'm sorry that you have to have a body that fights you.
*She stopped, this was all very strange for her to be saying so suddenly, but it was as if she couldn't control her mouth and the words were just flying out. Her feelings were just flying out and she couldn't stop them anymore.*
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Posted: Fri Mar 28, 2008 12:52 pm
Much as his last name implies, Ben's face stayed focused and normal as he was observed. On the one hand, he thought he might be being studied but decided it wasn't a matter of any import. He found himself, too, wondering what might be going on inside Synge's head. He had always thought speaking your mind about matters like this were too forward but wondered if this might be part of the problem. When he heard a question asked about his illness, he focused on you again with a slightly downcast tone.
Sort of...I think of it like this...I always have a finite amount of energy each day...sometimes more and sometimes less but always less than the average person. Depending on how active I am...like yesterday when I was...well...fever paced active, I can burn out quickly and then if I sit and read or write at a desk for a long time, I can...you know...stay around a little longer.
He paused as he puffed on his smoke and thought about how to continue.
Yeah...being sick is part of my life...heh...that's why I became a medical student in the first place...there were not enough medical doctors familiar with my issue to really help me much so I wanted to know what they knew...I started my doctorate when I was 16 and kept at it until a few years ago. I just couldn't finish it...only two years left in an 8 year degree...but I learned enough to make my life manageable.
He finished his smoke and trailed off for a minute before extinguishing it. When you mention of your illness he raised an eyebrow.
You do? Hmm...I guess I never thought of it like that. I can see how your eye could weaken you...the amount of infections that thing had was pretty bad. But...look at it on the bright side...at least you have a friend for when you have a fight with your body. You're also welcome to try my various energizing medications if you wanted.
His face seemed to be calming a bit, he had never realized just how much he and Synge had in common.
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Posted: Fri Mar 28, 2008 1:05 pm
*Synge seemed to be interested in Ben's answer to her question, as if she really wanted to understand what was making him sick. In a way, he was something of a mystery that she wanted to uncover the truth about. She nodded, feeling a little guilty about obviously being the cause of his tired body yesterday.*
Yeah, I'm sorry about taking all of your energy yesterday...I'll try to avoid it from now on...I guess if I want to be around you for long periods of time we'll have to sit at desks and write each other notes, heh...
*It was strange attempt at humor, but it was clearly an attempt. She half smiled, realizing she must seem like a crazy person at this point with her changing emotions. She counted the years you talked about on her fingers, trying to figure out your age.*
So, are you...around 24 years old then? I don't think you've ever mentioned...
*She liked the sound of her having a fight with her body, that was exactly how it felt to her, but it was also humorous. She let out a small laugh.*
Thanks for the encouragement...It isn't just this eye though, ironically a family of healers with weak bodies is pretty common. I've done some training to try and become stronger, but lately it seems my work is being ruined by this cursed eye...Er, if I can ever help you, I'd like to.
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Posted: Fri Mar 28, 2008 1:16 pm
Ben waved a dismissing hand to you.
Oh...no, no, no, it isn't like that. I like to help you and I really don't want you to worry about my energy if you need help. I can make my body last for a while with proper medications but the more medications, the more tired I am when I crash...once I fell asleep standing up and fell over...heh...that's what I get for using 4 boosts in one day.
He let out a laugh and when he talked about this, his face seemed younger and lighter for a moment as if thinking back to a simpler time.
But I can talk alright...I just sometimes might skip a word or two or put them together in a weird way...I think that's kind of why I am so self conscious when talking to people I don't know...like here.
When he hears your guess at his age, he nods, you were close enough.
Sort of...I am actually 23 but my birthday is near the end of the year so it's easy to miscalculate...heck...I do it all the time. What about you? I guess I didn't ask and neither did you...heh.
As he started to talk to you in this way, it almost seemed like a new world, he was finally getting to really know someone...and someone of the opposite sex for that matter, that's something rather new to him. When you let out a small laugh, he let his mind wander for a moment, he liked the sound of laughing when it was this kind. To the unassuming person, it would appear as though he was focused on your conversation.
Healers with weak bodies? Well...I don't know anything about all that healing stuff but if you have a strong mind, your body will usually be weaker as you prefer more activities with your mind for fun than physical activities. But I wouldn't worry...it's okay to have flaws...everyone has them even if they don't admit it.
He nodded as if agreeing to the situation on his own terms.
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Posted: Fri Mar 28, 2008 1:22 pm
*Synge tried to imagine you falling over because of sleep, the idea seemed easy to see honestly. She watched your laugh and saw that it was fully of happiness, which made her feel warm inside for some reason. When you explain how you feel about talking she nods in understand, it finally made sense to her.*
So, are you not shy then? That's what I've always thought. Not that your awkwardness is bad...er...I kind of feel like I've told you that before, heh.
*She thought about it for a moment and it seemed she really could remember talking about that before. Shrugging to herself she thought about his age question. She felt a little young suddenly, and started to answer when she realized she almost told him the wrong age and corrected herself.*
I'm only 19...oh wait, no, heh, 20. I forget because my birthday just passed recently. Um...when is your birthday?
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Posted: Fri Mar 28, 2008 1:30 pm
Ben noticed that they were starting to understand each other a little bit and this brought him a lot of happiness.
Well...I mean...I am shy at first because I don't really feel like people...you know...get me. And when I mess up words I end up feeling embarrassed and you know...I just stop trying to be social...but when you know me I am not really that shy. But heh...because of my interests and stuff, I tend to feel awkward in some situations so I am sure...it comes out when I talk...
He really couldn't think of any better way to explain himself but he was sure that if anyone would understand it, you would.
Only 20? That's cool...I was about 20 when I had the falling down accident...heh...
For a moment he had almost not realized he was asked another question and he then realized it suddenly.
Oh...my birthday? It's...uh..December 28...I only get presents at Christmas...heh.
His own laugh was an attempt to save his own joke that he wasn't too proud of but he wasn't going to be TOO awkward.
When's yours? I need to remember to get you a present.
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Posted: Fri Mar 28, 2008 1:39 pm
*Synge nodded as you tried to explain your shy awkwardness, it seemed to make sense to her.*
Right, I understand. People can be hard to relate to. I used have a really easy time talking to anyone, but suddenly it got really hard for to relate. I seem to do ok with you though, I think at least, heh.
*What she really meant was that she could now seem to talk to you alright, but knew that it hadn't always been that way. She also knew that there was still something that made her nervous around you, but that it wasn't all that bad of a thing. When you said "only 20" she felt incredibly young, but hid her discomfort. She waited for you to answer her question, and when you did she nodded.*
I'll try to remember that. No fair that you only get Christmas presents though, heh. You're supposed to get them for your birthday too, right?
*She gave a small smile and nodded. She was completely shocked to hear that someone wanted to her her a birthday present. She hadn't received one in so long she couldn't even remember when the last time was.*
Well, if you are going to get me a present then I'll be sure to get you one too! You'll have to wait a year though, my birthday was two days ago.
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Posted: Fri Mar 28, 2008 1:48 pm
Yeah... I think that no one really understands me...so, I don't know...I guess I could relate to others better if I tried. I mean...it seems to have worked on you...heh..maybe you feel like people are only look at your face so they can't relate...in fact...when you first woke up you said not to look at you. Maybe that's it? Of course, I feel like I look at you as you rather than a face or whatever...
Ben's thought seemed rational enough to him. In this instance, he was afraid it might push the wrong button but he only thought about this after he spoke and couldn't take it back.
Eh, I don't get presents much...its funny that my parents make lots of money but only spend it on other businesses and themselves. I don't really mind not getting presents though...I prefer just having someone to share time with over anything bought. Quite different from my folks...but most people get them on their birthdays...I think. Didn't you?
His question seemed innocent enough but he realized again that he might be making the situation worse. He really needed to work hard at not being so forward.
Well then...Happy late birthday. I guess...I will have to dream up something for a present later. But like I said, I don't really want "stuff" for my birthday...that is fake to me in alot of ways.
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Posted: Fri Mar 28, 2008 1:55 pm
No one understands you? Ah, you don't too hard to figure out. I'll just have to give it a try I suppose!
*She said this with a light heart. When you bring up her face she stops for a moment. She wonders about that, and tries to work through it, but never once seems upset with you for bringing it up.*
Oh...well, I don't know. Usually I don't care much for what people think about me physically. Maybe...you're different?
*She asked this question more to herself than to you, but not understanding what the answer could be. She shrugged, clearly unable to see what was really going on in her heart. When you talk about presents she tries to keep up her positive attitude that she has been holding onto with you today.*
Presents? Hmm, nope. Never really got any. I mean, yeah, when I was really young, but then after you leave home they don't tend to send you presents, heh...I've never been around anyone long enough to get any presents, I've never given any either honestly. I really wouldn't even know what to give or to receive.
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Posted: Fri Mar 28, 2008 2:04 pm
When you show enthusiasm for wanting to understand him, Ben seems to be happy but in an awkward way.
Well...maybe I am not...maybe I just want to be mysterious and failing miserably...hehe but that's okay. I enjoy...you know...having this kind of time with you...it's odd but refreshing...
When you mention your eye, Ben decides to take a chance again, rolling the dice from time to time spiced things up.
I'm different? I don't know...what you mean...I can say this though...
He gently touched the edge of the patch on your eye in a non-threatening way.
What's in there doesn't change what's in there...
He points to the area around your heart, close to where he used the pulses yesterday.
If people did care about anything else that would be stupid of them. I am glad you don't let that bother you so much but don't ever...call yourself ugly...okay?
Ben could feel his energy slipping away now, he didn't have long before he needed a rest.
I...guess... that makes two of us...I will have to think of what...a good present would be...but...
He stands up and gently balances against the counter.
I am starting to get a little tired...I need to rest...I would love to...talk to you more later...maybe we can?
(( Trying to leave early since Turkin is coming to town today! wink ))
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Posted: Fri Mar 28, 2008 2:12 pm
*Synge wondered why he was being awkward suddenly, but was glad at least to hear that he enjoyed time with her...even if he thought it was odd somehow. She wanted to ask him more about this but all of her thoughts vanished when he reached forward and touched her patch. She almost jerked back, instinctively afraid he would hurt her, but then realized he knew what was under there and would be careful. She stared up at him with wonder as he spoke. She really felt like jumping away when he pointed so suddenly near her heart. It seemed to her that he would be able to feel how fast her heart had started beating and felt embarrassed although not understanding why. Her face was blushing, but she couldn't speak. She simply nodded in response to his new order. She was shaken out of the moment when she noticed how he seemed to be getting tired. She stood up quickly, as if to make sure he would be alright.*
Oh, I, yeah. Er, I'll be here, not going anywhere for a while after what happened the other day and all. Um, hope you rest well...
((Makes sense! Sounds fun! Text me if you get on anytime, I may be able to meet you.))
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Posted: Fri Mar 28, 2008 2:23 pm
Ben's face beams with happiness when he sees you no longer resist him touching your eye patch or your heart, this showed you were opening up to him. He noticed you were blushing but he...like you...was not really sure why. He seemed to have no issue moving around and he began to walk toward his office but paused when he was almost directly in front of you.
Yeah...I want you to be careful And...err..I guess...I will leave the door umm...unlocked if...you know...you get lonely or something...might be better for you to...well...see the only other person here...maybe make the place...smaller. See you Synge...
He smiles and lazily makes his way down the hall, shutting the door behind him but not locking it.
(( Yay! More RP. I didn't honestly expect it to go this way between these two but it's pretty fun to RP, at least I think so. Hopefully you do too. When I spoke to Turk last night, he said he expected to leave around 3-3:30, if that's the case, he should be there when I get home but if he isn't, I will hop back online because Tiff is at her dad's this weekend. We'll see bye for now! ))
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Posted: Fri Mar 28, 2008 2:29 pm
*Synge watched you as you walked tiredly to your room, and listened to what you said. She was a bit confused by what you were saying at first, but finally realized that you were leaving the door unlocked for her in case something were to happen. She smiled a little nervously and nodded in understanding.*
Oh, um...thanks. Bye.
*She watched the door close and she let out a small sigh. She couldn't understand why she was so nervous all the time lately. Shrugging she went back to her water and finished it off before going up to her own room for a bit, taking her shoes off before climbing up the stairs. She was feeling fine, but didn't want to be in the open area of the tavern alone because it felt scary. She took of her jacket and got into something more comfortable. Then she laid on her bed to rest.*
((haha Same here. I kind of let my characters take me wherever they want though. Of course I am enjoying the RP! Silly haha Talk to you later))
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Posted: Fri Mar 28, 2008 3:40 pm
*After a while Synge realizes that she isn't going to be able to sleep, she must have actually gotten a lot of rest last night in Ben's room. She wondered if maybe her room was too distracting to sleep in, but couldn't imagine how that made any sense. Sitting up she shakes her head and stares at the bed for a moment, zoning out. When she comes back to the world she sighs and decides that she is too restless to stay in her room. With that she puts on her slippers and heads downstairs to look around for something to drink.*
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Posted: Fri Mar 28, 2008 3:40 pm
Ben woke up in his bed, he was disoriented at first but then he seemed to wake up more and more as he walked. He was about to take a shower and change before he realized he had only been asleep an hour or two. He yawned and noticed Synge was not in his room. He half expected this but half wanted her to be there. He grabbed a notebook and wrote down some information he had gathered about the operation and more documentation he had read. Satisfied he closed the book and looked around the room blankly.
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