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 Posted: Mon Mar 21, 2011 10:17 am
Sparks noticed the plushness of the carpet underneath her socked feet, but her responce is not present on her face. As she follows Kris to room 202 she takes in all her surroundings and notes that the laundry room is down the hall. This didn't matter much to her since she believes she would not be staying long. Once they reach her new room she is lead inside and cracks a smile while taking her key and turning back to the room.
Everything seems to be in order to me Kris. A lot better then some of my past living conditions.
Sparks heads in a little more and turns around facing Kris.
Not to be rude Kris, but I need to chill out for a little while. I am afraid I will have to catch up to you later.
With that being said, Sparks waves happily and shuts the door.
((Lol sorry sparks was a little rude. LOL!))
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Posted: Mon Mar 21, 2011 1:22 pm
Fire_Kracker Sparks noticed the plushness of the carpet underneath her socked feet, but her responce is not present on her face. As she follows Kris to room 202 she takes in all her surroundings and notes that the laundry room is down the hall. This didn't matter much to her since she believes she would not be staying long. Once they reach her new room she is lead inside and cracks a smile while taking her key and turning back to the room. Everything seems to be in order to me Kris. A lot better then some of my past living conditions.Sparks heads in a little more and turns around facing Kris. Not to be rude Kris, but I need to chill out for a little while. I am afraid I will have to catch up to you later. With that being said, Sparks waves happily and shuts the door.((Lol sorry sparks was a little rude. LOL!)) (( Rude is right! :p LOL. I know you are trying to get it posted quick since you have not been as open to RP time as you had hoped. It's all good. But since the holiday is over are you going to update your avi? LOL )) As the door shuts in his face, Kris does feel a bit put-off. He had done his best to be polite and yet this was the response he had received. At first, he wanted to be annoyed but he realized that as intense as Sparks seemed to be, he should probably just expect that this is the way she carried herself. Okay... sure thing... His voice was muffled through the door but could still be heard if Sparks was close to the entrance of the room.
As Kris made his way back down the stairs, he couldn't help but think that something seemed 'not right' about Sparks. He didn't really know how to put his finger on it but she seemed very shadowy and mysterious. Perhaps this was merely a facade to hide an insecure girl's heart or perhaps it was truly a person of questionable morality. It was not his place to judge morals, he was just an innkeeper.D D suddenly finds herself alone in the room after watching the two go up the stairs. She sighs deeply and looks around the room.
I wonder if this was a mistake coming here... too many memories, too much too fast. Wow... this place is filling up fast! Anyway, how are you doing? Are you feeling any better? The look on Kris' face shows that he is earnestly interested in how you are feeling, not just idle chit chat.
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Posted: Mon Mar 21, 2011 10:28 pm
D adjusts her position on her stool slightly and nods at your statement.
You certainly are. If business is as good as it used to be, you'll do fine here.
She shrugs slightly and waves her right hand in the air a little.
I'd say I'm about as good as can be expected, all things considered.
(Yay for posting from a phone! XD)
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Posted: Tue Mar 22, 2011 6:37 am
D D adjusts her position on her stool slightly and nods at your statement.You certainly are. If business is as good as it used to be, you'll do fine here. She shrugs slightly and waves her right hand in the air a little.I'd say I'm about as good as can be expected, all things considered. (Yay for posting from a phone! XD) (( Yay! can't say I have ever done that one. You really must be a Gaia-holic if you are doing that! LOL )) Kris smiles as his ponders what this place might look like some day. He would love to see it as it had appeared back in its heyday but he wasn't sure if that would happen or not. While business certainly was doing well so far, it might be just the initial rush.What do you mean business is as good as it used to be? You...remember what that was like? I only remember glimpses of what the place was like back in those days. I remember the ceiling had stars on it which was totally cool but I never knew quite how they got there. I also remember there was some cook here that had a special menu and she was always cooking food... can't remember her name though... beyond that... I don't remember much else. Kris smiles as he thinks back to those days and then he realizes he might be making things harder for D at the moment.Oh... but anyway..so I am glad you are feeling better. Any plans for now?
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Posted: Tue Mar 22, 2011 8:07 am
((Well, I'm really only doing it from my phone because I'm usually on the go lately. otherwise I wouldn't be able to post! ))
D tries her best to keep her composure, she still isn't sure how much of what she remembers is true and how much is maybe old memories from a different life.
Oh! What? No, I don't remember. This place has a feeling. You can tell it was loved.... people are drawn here.
The cook? Mouselet. I remember her.... and so many more.
Well. I think I'm going to hang around here for a while. See if I can't get everything back in order.
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Posted: Tue Mar 22, 2011 9:11 am
((Yeah I am changing it. Wanted to wait till I had sparks in a room to change her apperance))
Sparks hears Kris's confirmation of the goodbye and heads towards the bed. She then tosses her tote bag in the bed and quickly undresses leaving her clothes on the floor where she stood and heads into the bathroom. She notes the Japanese style tub and her view of the forest. Quickly she starts the tub and gets in before letting it fill up. As the water flows higher, Sparks lets her head sinks back and take in a deep breath. After moments of minor relaxation, she lifts her head back up and reaches her hands up to her head and slides off her blue wig ((dun dun dunnnnnnnn XD)) revealing her true hair and color to nothing but the forest. She then notices her tub has filled to her liking so she sort of "swims" to the fausets and turns off the right temperature water. She curiously looks around the tub for some shampoo and such. As she finds it, she grabs the bottle and dunks herself underneath the water and emerges seconds later. She then opens the bottle of shampoo and begins to lather her hair up and when she finishes, she goes back down underneath the warm water and rinces off.
There we are.
Before she could relax and clean herself any further, Sparks noticed the time on her water-proof watch and gasps.
Crap, crap, crap!!!
Sparks realizes she's running out of time to do her errands for the day so she jumps out leaving a puddle by the tub, and towels herself off. She runs to her tote on the bed and quickly grabs out a few hair ties and pins to put up her hair. Once she is done doing that, Spark's pulls out her next wig and trows it on along with the first clothes and shoes she finds. She puts them on and throws everything back in the tote, puts it over her right shoulder, grabs the keys to her room and heads out locking the door behind her.
Go go goooo!!!
Sparks hears voices downstairs and notes that it's Kris and the girl talking. She frowns a moment and emerges at the top of the stairs. She heads down them a bit quickly and heads towards the front doors. If Kris and the girl were to look at Sparks, they probably wouldn't even recognize her if it weren't for her tote.
((Ugh, crappy post. Sorry guys))
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Posted: Tue Mar 22, 2011 9:47 am
D ((Well, I'm really only doing it from my phone because I'm usually on the go lately. otherwise I wouldn't be able to post! )) D tries her best to keep her composure, she still isn't sure how much of what she remembers is true and how much is maybe old memories from a different life.Oh! What? No, I don't remember. This place has a feeling. You can tell it was loved.... people are drawn here. The cook? Mouselet. I remember her.... and so many more.Well. I think I'm going to hang around here for a while. See if I can't get everything back in order. (( Haha, yeah, I understand a thing or two about being busy... I am sure you understand what I mean! LOL. Glad you found a way to post on your phone. I could probably post on my phone but since I have a full keyboard on here then why bother? )) Kris seems a bit confused but nods in agreement at the point being made.Yes, I know what you mean. Of course, this place has been around so long and seen so much that it makes sense to have a feeling like that. I am sure that not all its memories are bad ones... neh? And if we have all these folks, maybe we can make some more good memories... I think the place would like that. Kris realizes he is rambling again and stops himself, clearing his throat slightly.Heh... there I go again, rambling... anyway, I am glad to hear that you want to stick around for a bit. I am not sure what you are looking for, but I hope it turns out to be good. And of course, if I can help, just ask me! Sparks Sparks hears voices downstairs and notes that it's Kris and the girl talking. She frowns a moment and emerges at the top of the stairs. She heads down them a bit quickly and heads towards the front doors. If Kris and the girl were to look at Sparks, they probably wouldn't even recognize her if it weren't for her tote. ((Ugh, crappy post. Sorry guys)) ((I wouldn't say it's crappy. Rushed but not crappy. )) Kris' eyes perk up and wander over as Sparks walks out the doors. Her face looked the same but her hair was different. Perhaps the lighting was different this time. He would have greeted her but she seemed like she was in quite a hurry.
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Posted: Wed Mar 23, 2011 11:06 am
D laughs at your rambling, finding it rather cute, in a way. She wonders what causes it.
I would like to take a look at that assistant manager's office, if it is ok with you?
She listens to your talk about the memories and nods.
Of course not all memories are bad, there are always good ones floating around. Memories can always be made, both good and bad. We all just need to keep our thoughts positive.
She pauses for a moment when Sparks walks through, and raises an eyebrow at the woman's odd behavior.
There is something about that woman...
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Posted: Wed Mar 23, 2011 1:36 pm
Irish Fea D laughs at your rambling, finding it rather cute, in a way. She wonders what causes it.I would like to take a look at that assistant manager's office, if it is ok with you? She listens to your talk about the memories and nods. Of course not all memories are bad, there are always good ones floating around. Memories can always be made, both good and bad. We all just need to keep our thoughts positive. She pauses for a moment when Sparks walks through, and raises an eyebrow at the woman's odd behavior.There is something about that woman... (( What is this? You have been reborn! You are now Irish Fea... that is the end of an era! LOL )) Yeah, I want to try and make as many good memories here as I can, if you stick around then maybe you can help! Kris nods as he digs keys out from his pocket, producing a key that looks just like the others she has seen him use, even like her own key. What's unique is that the key has the numbers 103 etched on it.Sure, I could take you over there to the AM office if you want. From what I understand, the previous tenant left and took most of their things with them. Since no one else is in there, it won't be a big deal. Who knows, maybe some day there will be an AM in there. Heh... when do you want to go? He nods in response to the statement about Sparks. He didn't want to think of her as a dangerous person but certainly an unusual person.
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Posted: Wed Mar 23, 2011 2:45 pm
((Lol I had been trying to switch my two account names, making this one feaien and the other one nikki_is_me. I finally gave up and made a new account so that I could keep nikki_is_me as my name as well. I didn't want anyone else to use it, you know?))
D eyes the keys and suddenly realizes she still may have the key that she once used to open that same door. She had given it to Gig long ago to keep safe for her.
Now would be fine, if you want.
D slides off the stool and smooths out her dress. She may seem a little nervous outwardly. She was getting ready to walk through a door that would perhaps open her whole memory. She wonders if perhaps it is time to spill the beans to Kris as well... At least a little bit.
Hey Kris, what do you know about memory loss?
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Posted: Thu Mar 24, 2011 7:48 am
(( Hmm.. that is confusing! LOL. So I assume that you have a new account named Nikki_is_me? Interesting how that worked out. LOL. Anyway. ))
Kris sees that Sparks is already out of the tavern and into the street and Bertie is still in her room so nothing else needed his attention at this time.
Sure, we could take a look now. If it helps you then that's good with me.
He motions for you to walk alongside him and begins making his way toward the door that leads off to the side area of the tavern where the two had once walked. Kris does his best to answer the question that was asked.
Memory loss, eh? Well.. I don't know much since my primary field is biomechanics and quantum engineering but I did pick up a little on the way. I understand that our DNA causes us to slowly lose memories as we progress through life as various synapses in the brain sever connections as we age. It supposedly starts off as simply forgetting your keys or something of that sort. But if your brain is not challenged, it can get weak...much like your body's muscles atrophy over time if they go unused.
The two rounded the corner and began walking past the pool and library areas. Kris hoped his words were not too detailed for the question.
However, some people who experience traumatic life events such as extreme warfare, sexual assault, catastrophic events like a collapsing building, etc, can unintentionally block out various memories as a coping mechanism. Sometimes, if someone receives severe blunt force trauma to the head, it can cause amnesia which is loss of many memories due to the swelling or hemorrhaging in the brain.
At this point, the two arrive at the door to the AM office. it looks just as it did before with the letters still leaving a ghostly indentation on the door. Kris nods his head in satisfaction.
Beyond that, I don't know much else about memory loss. Why do you ask?
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Posted: Thu Mar 24, 2011 8:39 am
((I'm just going to soak in the tub until it seems like a good time to come downstairs ^^ Oh, and guess who's pretty done with her thesis? ME!))
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Posted: Thu Mar 24, 2011 10:12 am
Syngey ((I'm just going to soak in the tub until it seems like a good time to come downstairs ^^ Oh, and guess who's pretty done with her thesis? ME!)) (( Wow! Way to go LNS! A thesis is a pain in the neck! Good luck and keep up the good work! ))
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Posted: Thu Mar 24, 2011 11:58 am
D walks across the room and down the hallway with you, listening to everything you say. As you list the reasons that may have caused her amnesia, none of them sound right. She sighs lightly when you reach the door, the combination of not knowing what caused the amnesia and the weight of what she still might not remember wear on her.
I'm more interested in the second part of that, more of the blunt force trauma.
D stops at the door, and stares at the letters, slowly running her fingers over them. After a few minutes, she raises her eyes to meet yours, and you can see tears brimming in them.
I'm afraid I don't know... I won't remember... I won't ever remember what happened.
She wipes her eyes with her hands and sniffles a little bit while laughing at how crazy she must seem to you right now.
I'm sorry, Kris! Don't think of me as crazy, okay? I know it may seem like that. Let's go in and I'll explain, okay?
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Posted: Thu Mar 24, 2011 12:33 pm
Irish Fea D walks across the room and down the hallway with you, listening to everything you say. As you list the reasons that may have caused her amnesia, none of them sound right. She sighs lightly when you reach the door, the combination of not knowing what caused the amnesia and the weight of what she still might not remember wear on her.I'm more interested in the second part of that, more of the blunt force trauma. D stops at the door, and stares at the letters, slowly running her fingers over them. After a few minutes, she raises her eyes to meet yours, and you can see tears brimming in them.I'm afraid I don't know... I won't remember... I won't ever remember what happened. She wipes her eyes with her hands and sniffles a little bit while laughing at how crazy she must seem to you right now.I'm sorry, Kris! Don't think of me as crazy, okay? I know it may seem like that. Let's go in and I'll explain, okay?
Instead of doing this, he fishes out a kerchief from his coat pocket. It is white and looks unused. He unfurls it gently and then gives you the kerchief with a warm smile.Here now, waterworks are such dangerous things. Heh... trust me, you don't have to worry about being called crazy. I assure you, I know a thing or two about being called crazy. Have I shown you what it is that makes people assume I am crazy? If not... perhaps it will help you find a comrade in arms. Heh. Kris leaves his comment dangling in the air to see if D might entertain it. She had been the only one that had even glanced at Harmony and Sonata so it is possible that she will already remember but he was excited to share his story... he might even show her Aria if he felt it would ease her fears about being crazy.
The keys make a slight jingle noise as he places the key to the AM's office into the lock. With an audible 'click' the door unlocks and creaks slightly as the door opens against its own weight. The smell of dust again wafts out of the room as it had only a few short hours ago when the door was opened. Kris steps aside and motions for D to enter.Here you are D, and whatever will be will be. So long as I have your approval, I will even try to stop you from bolting out the door if you so chose. Kris hoped his small joke would help lighten what was obviously a powerful mood.
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