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SlytherinSistah · 11-02-2013, 08:07 AM

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Originally Posted by Riverlynn

If anyone had told her that she would be standing at the orientation of her new job (one that was going to be stable and safe by the way) and talking to Jasper Mitterbill she would have called them insane. Coming from someone who has been called insane on several occassions, that was certainly something. She smiled a small wry smile at the serendipitous thought while grabbed a few things from the buffet table. Her stomach was now empty so sustenance was needed. Syd grabbed a few sticky rice balls, two fruit kabobs, and a couple bagels loaded with honey almond shmear and then grabbed her second....oh! wait no. Third glass of wine of the evening.

Jasper's question caught her mid bite of a sticky ball so it took her a moment before answering. "Yes and no. What you just did, open yourself up completely, no one has ever done before." Voluntarily. "Normally people are closed off to a point. I'm only able to read what's on the surface. Imagine everyone's emotional state as an ocean and I'm in a boat. I can see the surface of the water easily enough. To see things past the barrier I need to dive down into the ocean, in a sense weasel past their barriers. What you did was put me on an island and then hurl your ocean at me like a tsunami."

Syd thought about telling him the more subvertive things that she had done and how she knew that but thought better of it. Somethings were better left in the past. And definitely were not dinner conversation for "I just found out your not dead" re-meetings. After eating a bagel and sipping some of her wine she shrugged. "Not wanting to touch your hand was a two fold instinctive decision. First I have a hard time with shows of effection to begin with but I also wanted to respect your privacy."

His expression was completely guilt stricken as she put it into nautical terms that the son of an Admiral would understand, but he refrained from apologizing as every time he did it only seemed to upset her. Instead, he tried and failed to not look disappointed and embarrassed by his rash action.

"Can you...stop it? I mean, do you have control over...?" 'Have you never been kissed before, Syndil?' He wanted to ask with a sort of playful incredulity. It was something he almost didn't believe. In fact, he had thought, upon seeing her tonight that she would've by now found someone with whom she could've had a family. Hard or easy to affection, she must've known someone before or after. "How much?" He finished his question.

He plopped another crab cake onto his plate, just in case he would be hungry later, though doubting he would. He often lost his appetite when under the weight of heavy emotions. Though seeing her tuck in as she did prompted him to offer, "Why don't we go and sit at the tables?"

11-02-2013, 08:07 AM	#42 (permalink)
SlytherinSistah DoM Ramora Join Date: Sep 2007 Location: Merlin Foresaken PST Posts: 5,431 x9 x3	C.R.E.A.M \| Haitian Sensation \| Shark Patronus \| Your Huckleberry \| T's ClayBaby Quote: Originally Posted by Riverlynn If anyone had told her that she would be standing at the orientation of her new job (one that was going to be stable and safe by the way) and talking to Jasper Mitterbill she would have called them insane. Coming from someone who has been called insane on several occassions, that was certainly something. She smiled a small wry smile at the serendipitous thought while grabbed a few things from the buffet table. Her stomach was now empty so sustenance was needed. Syd grabbed a few sticky rice balls, two fruit kabobs, and a couple bagels loaded with honey almond shmear and then grabbed her second....oh! wait no. Third glass of wine of the evening. Jasper's question caught her mid bite of a sticky ball so it took her a moment before answering. "Yes and no. What you just did, open yourself up completely, no one has ever done before." Voluntarily. "Normally people are closed off to a point. I'm only able to read what's on the surface. Imagine everyone's emotional state as an ocean and I'm in a boat. I can see the surface of the water easily enough. To see things past the barrier I need to dive down into the ocean, in a sense weasel past their barriers. What you did was put me on an island and then hurl your ocean at me like a tsunami." Syd thought about telling him the more subvertive things that she had done and how she knew that but thought better of it. Somethings were better left in the past. And definitely were not dinner conversation for "I just found out your not dead" re-meetings. After eating a bagel and sipping some of her wine she shrugged. "Not wanting to touch your hand was a two fold instinctive decision. First I have a hard time with shows of effection to begin with but I also wanted to respect your privacy." His expression was completely guilt stricken as she put it into nautical terms that the son of an Admiral would understand, but he refrained from apologizing as every time he did it only seemed to upset her. Instead, he tried and failed to not look disappointed and embarrassed by his rash action. "Can you...stop it? I mean, do you have control over...?" 'Have you never been kissed before, Syndil?' He wanted to ask with a sort of playful incredulity. It was something he almost didn't believe. In fact, he had thought, upon seeing her tonight that she would've by now found someone with whom she could've had a family. Hard or easy to affection, she must've known someone before or after. "How much?" He finished his question. He plopped another crab cake onto his plate, just in case he would be hungry later, though doubting he would. He often lost his appetite when under the weight of heavy emotions. Though seeing her tuck in as she did prompted him to offer, "Why don't we go and sit at the tables?"