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TeafortheSoul · 08-11-2013, 02:30 PM

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Originally Posted by Hera

Not the words he'd choose? Yet he hadn't specified which words he would use. How curious.

Seeing Rusty relax in his seat, Emily held her position, her mind still considering what he might have meant. It wasn't a criticism, at least she didn't think it was. On the off chance it was, then she didn't care, it was weak. Though control, in her opinion, wasn't something to be ashamed of. She had to show a lot of restraint in her line of work, and Rusty did too no doubt.

Emily wasn't perturbed by the sudden silence. It was a gift. It wasn't uncomfortable in the least, if anything she favoured it over conversation... most times. This, was not quite one of those times.
"It just occurred to me," she started, ending the silence. "That you seem to know me so well, yet I don't feel as though I know you."

Truth. Every observation he'd made about her, struck a chord. But she didn't know much about him aside from the details he'd willingly provided. He was a closed book. Or maybe she losing her touch?

"Its sort of my job to be able to get a read on people." He said, shrugging one shoulder inelegantly. "And you spend enough time mucking about in people's minds, you start picking up on things to the point where you don't even need to get mired down in the bog of a brain to make those sorts of connections about a person." He was observant and picked things up easily because he was familiar with how people thought, essentially. "It sort of works the opposite way too I suppose; maybe I show less of myself because of it." Something the folk in the Brain Room might know more about than a mere Obliviator did though.

"And besides, you haven't really asked me much." He added with a genial and somewhat lopsided grin. He was hardly to blame.

08-11-2013, 02:30 PM	#254 (permalink)
TeafortheSoul Formerly: Tegz Demiguise Join Date: May 2008 Location: Hobbiton Posts: 24,243 Hogwarts RPG Name: ??? Ravenclaw Hogwarts RPG Name: Ronnie Thurkell Gryffindor Seventh Year x12 x12	lives in a hobbit hole \|\| Ern and Touz's Nuzzle \|\| roflysst \|\| looking at a seed packet Quote: Originally Posted by Hera Not the words he'd choose? Yet he hadn't specified which words he would use. How curious. Seeing Rusty relax in his seat, Emily held her position, her mind still considering what he might have meant. It wasn't a criticism, at least she didn't think it was. On the off chance it was, then she didn't care, it was weak. Though control, in her opinion, wasn't something to be ashamed of. She had to show a lot of restraint in her line of work, and Rusty did too no doubt. Emily wasn't perturbed by the sudden silence. It was a gift. It wasn't uncomfortable in the least, if anything she favoured it over conversation... most times. This, was not quite one of those times. "It just occurred to me," she started, ending the silence. "That you seem to know me so well, yet I don't feel as though I know you." Truth. Every observation he'd made about her, struck a chord. But she didn't know much about him aside from the details he'd willingly provided. He was a closed book. Or maybe she losing her touch? "Its sort of my job to be able to get a read on people." He said, shrugging one shoulder inelegantly. "And you spend enough time mucking about in people's minds, you start picking up on things to the point where you don't even need to get mired down in the bog of a brain to make those sorts of connections about a person." He was observant and picked things up easily because he was familiar with how people thought, essentially. "It sort of works the opposite way too I suppose; maybe I show less of myself because of it." Something the folk in the Brain Room might know more about than a mere Obliviator did though. "And besides, you haven't really asked me much." He added with a genial and somewhat lopsided grin. He was hardly to blame. __________________ love is like a letter wrote :: and life is like an envelope be careful who you give it to :: they might not give it back to you