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Jasper walked, Syndil in arm, and gave a polite but not entirely happy smile to the photographer witch as he found a fairly secluded spot and releasing her in an almost dancerly manner then perched right in front of her.

Merlin. He couldn't even spin this. Not that he would've wanted to. It had been entirely his fault and he knew. And even if he didn't know it, he felt it. He stood there before the woman looking ponderous, like he couldn't find the word and it was all too overwhelming for him. He didn't want to say a word. He just wanted her to know. Do her thing and know that though he may look like a bird he had not the ability to fly.

"Because I can't!" He forced out quietly. "I can't, Syndil. And I'm so sorry. It wasn't your fault. Please know that."
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Merlin. He couldn't even spin this. Not that he would've wanted to. It had been entirely his fault and he knew. And even if he didn't know it, he felt it. He stood there before the woman looking ponderous, like he couldn't find the word and it was all too overwhelming for him. He didn't want to say a word. He just wanted her to know. Do her thing and know that though he may look like a bird he had not the ability to fly.

"Because I can't!" He forced out quietly. "I can't, Syndil. And I'm so sorry. It wasn't your fault. Please know that."
Syndil allowed herself to be led away from the buffet table and over to the photo station. She had to admit this was a smart idea considering there was no one over here. That was perhaps the only reason she was allowing herself to be sheparded out of the crowd. Once they were over at the booth though she pulled away and waited. His response though short only served to make the situation worse.

"You can't. You're sorry. And its not my fault." She said each word slowly. Like she was tasting them in her mouth, weighing how each one came out. Her amber eyes locked on him as she paced a bit from agitation. "You've got to be kidding me! That's the best you've got. A mismash of over used cliques?!"
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Syndil allowed herself to be led away from the buffet table and over to the photo station. She had to admit this was a smart idea considering there was no one over here. That was perhaps the only reason she was allowing herself to be sheparded out of the crowd. Once they were over at the booth though she pulled away and waited. His response though short only served to make the situation worse.

"You can't. You're sorry. And its not my fault." She said each word slowly. Like she was tasting them in her mouth, weighing how each one came out. Her amber eyes locked on him as she paced a bit from agitation. "You've got to be kidding me! That's the best you've got. A mismash of over used cliques?!"
He almost didn't believe this was really happening. Had someone released a boggart into the buffet and somehow managed to train it to attack him and only him? Because this, right then, what was happening to him at that moment was an unparalleled nightmare for him and had been for sometime since he'd left the girl. A guilty conscience knows no bounds.

'You can't.' She'd gotten the word out and he knew. He felt his stomach twist... 'You're sorry.' ...And his heart jam upwards into his throat. 'And it's not my fault.' He looked fearful and only fearful, because whatever would be coming next would assuredly do harm.

"Look! I wasn't trying to be witty, Syndil." OBVIOUSLY, Jasp! "I just wanted you to know. And I didn't intend for it to hurt you, but it did and I've failed. I've failed you. Is that what you want me to say?" His words less angry than laced with an unwillingness to know the answer. Was he trying to make her angry? No stranger to passive aggressive sabotage was Mitterbill.
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He almost didn't believe this was really happening. Had someone released a boggart into the buffet and somehow managed to train it to attack him and only him? Because this, right then, what was happening to him at that moment was an unparalleled nightmare for him and had been for sometime since he'd left the girl. A guilty conscience knows no bounds.

'You can't.' She'd gotten the word out and he knew. He felt his stomach twist... 'You're sorry.' ...And his heart jam upwards into his throat. 'And it's not my fault.' He looked fearful and only fearful, because whatever would be coming next would assuredly do harm.

"Look! I wasn't trying to be witty, Syndil." OBVIOUSLY, Jasp! "I just wanted you to know. And I didn't intend for it to hurt you, but it did and I've failed. I've failed you. Is that what you want me to say?" His words less angry than laced with an unwillingness to know the answer. Was he trying to make her angry? No stranger to passive aggressive sabotage was Mitterbill.
Syd made a disgusted sound as she paced away a short distance before coming back. Honestly she was tempted to slide back into her old habits of serenity and indifference. It would definitely be easier to handle this situation. But no...she had changed. Breathing slowly to calm herself she tested the emotional climate.

Guilt, fear, and....hopelessness. They were familiar friends when considering and remembering that one day they had spent together. Sighing, Syd looked at Jasper. "I don't WANT you to say anything Jasper. But this whole you've failed me thing is ridiculous." She had intended to say something but stopped herself. She looked down at the floor for a moment.

"We went on a date that was amazing. The first time in weeks I had had a decent conversation with anyone and I had thoroughly enjoyed myself." Her voice was quiet and her tone sad. She laughed without mirth. "The next day when I tried to contact you..nothing. I sent my owl to your address no less then 20 times with 20 letters with no reply. When I went to your house the place was closed up and no one was home."

She trailed off. "I thought you were dead."
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Syd made a disgusted sound as she paced away a short distance before coming back. Honestly she was tempted to slide back into her old habits of serenity and indifference. It would definitely be easier to handle this situation. But no...she had changed. Breathing slowly to calm herself she tested the emotional climate.

Guilt, fear, and....hopelessness. They were familiar friends when considering and remembering that one day they had spent together. Sighing, Syd looked at Jasper. "I don't WANT you to say anything Jasper. But this whole you've failed me thing is ridiculous." She had intended to say something but stopped herself. She looked down at the floor for a moment.

"We went on a date that was amazing. The first time in weeks I had had a decent conversation with anyone and I had thoroughly enjoyed myself." Her voice was quiet and her tone sad. She laughed without mirth. "The next day when I tried to contact you..nothing. I sent my owl to your address no less then 20 times with 20 letters with no reply. When I went to your house the place was closed up and no one was home."

She trailed off. "I thought you were dead."
And, he sort of had been. Or at least had a close enough brush with it that it was understood that he was not to tempt fate in that manner again. The thought surfaced and he simmered it down as he caught her gaze, Ambers to Celadons. But then he squeezed his eyes shut hearing her go on about the bliss of that fadic and serendipitous date. When he opened them again, familiar question.

"Why?" Why had she spent all of that time, exerted that much energy, and even now let it effect her as it did? Had she been no more able to separate their moments, short and old though they were, from her mind than he had? How could he have let her go? He still wrestled with that thought in his mind. And it stung like a new wound to hear her seem saddened by it.

He reached his hand out for hers.

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And, he sort of had been. Or at least had a close enough brush with it that it was understood that he was not to tempt fate in that manner again. The thought surfaced and he simmered it down as he caught her gaze, Ambers to Celadons. But then he squeezed his eyes shut hearing her go on about the bliss of that fadic and serendipitous date. When he opened them again, familiar question.

"Why?" Why had she spent all of that time, exerted that much energy, and even now let it effect her as it did? Had she been no more able to separate their moments, short and old though they were, from her mind than he had? How could he have let her go? He still wrestled with that thought in his mind. And it stung like a new wound to hear her seem saddened by it.

He reached his hand out for hers.
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Wasn't that a loaded question. At first all she did was shrug as she tried to gather her thoughts. How did one go about explaining the type of connection she had felt. For the first time in her life she hadn't had to be guarded and suspicious. There hadn't been an ounce of fear in his eyes when he looked at her...still wasn't. Afterwards she had gone home...content.

Again she shrugged her shoulders and threw up her hands. "I don't know. For the first time in my life I felt normal. Those few short hours spent in your company...I was relaxed and at ease. You didn't want anything more from me then my company." Her tone turned empassioned. "And there was no fear. For the first time in my life I had met someone that didn't fear me."

Granted she had met one or two other people since then that treated her like a normal person but now wasn't the time for that. Her eyes widen when she realized her was reaching for her. He knew what touching her would do, the window it would open up for her. Was he doing it on purpose? Or was it an impulse, without thought or reason? Could she exploit that?

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Her simple recap charged his memories and he recalled, more clearly now how it had been. He could almost smell the sherbert ice cream. How kind she was. Gentle and reserved in her judgement, and unafraid of him too. These should've been happy thoughts, but instead they wrangled his hurt to the surface. There was NOTHING ever that he could've done to have deserved her. And he knew it like he knew the sun rises and sets. But did she know it?

"Well, of course I didn't." And don't you know why?

"You understood, Syndil. You knew everything. And yet you still..." He had to chose this word carefully. Too casual could be dismissive, too impassioned could put him in a worse hole via implying he willingly tossed something of great value. Though, when he realized this was the truth of the situation he was less inclined to steer away from this implication entirely. "Wanted to be near me. I've never had that before and I've not had that since."

His hand reached up and he placed it on her shoulder. Briefly enough to offer an affectionate squeeze and a small glimpse of things like images of gates formed of soggy tea leaves at the bottom of chinaware cups, the impoverished trappings of a rough borough and the ceiling of St. Mungos during multiple times of day, perhaps multiple times a year.
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Her simple recap charged his memories and he recalled, more clearly now how it had been. He could almost smell the sherbert ice cream. How kind she was. Gentle and reserved in her judgement, and unafraid of him too. These should've been happy thoughts, but instead they wrangled his hurt to the surface. There was NOTHING ever that he could've done to have deserved her. And he knew it like he knew the sun rises and sets. But did she know it?

"Well, of course I didn't." And don't you know why?

"You understood, Syndil. You knew everything. And yet you still..." He had to chose this word carefully. Too casual could be dismissive, too impassioned could put him in a worse hole via implying he willingly tossed something of great value. Though, when he realized this was the truth of the situation he was less inclined to steer away from this implication entirely. "Wanted to be near me. I've never had that before and I've not had that since."

His hand reached up and he placed it on her shoulder. Briefly enough to offer an affectionate squeeze and a small glimpse of things like images of gates formed of soggy tea leaves at the bottom of chinaware cups, the impoverished trappings of a rough borough and the ceiling of St. Mungos during multiple times of day, perhaps multiple times a year.
His response cut deep. Deeper then she would have liked considering she had thought him dead and his memory behind her. That was easier said then done though, when you had the flesh and blood man standing in front of her. Very much alive. Syd grimaced and rubbed her hands over her arms.

She could take several tacs in this situation but which would provide her with the most answers? Did she want the answers? Her mind flip flopped between yes and no for what seemed like ages when she finally decided on a course. Her expression of frustration and disbelief were reflected in her voice.

"Then why? If things were so good then why disappear? Why drop off the face of the planet when you finally find someone who understands?"

Maybe she was missing something that he wasn't saying. A piece of the puzzle was missing she could feel it. Her eyes tracked his hand as it diverted from reach for her own and instead landed on her shoulder. Images flashed through her mind and without meaning to she focused on them. Who was she kidding she had meant to. The image of the tea leaves was curious and several possibilities presented themselves but she hadn't the time to devote at the moment so she filed that one away. The next was a borough that she presumed was his home and she likewise filed it away for later.

The last few dozen images were the true attention getters. She recognized the venue immediately and could tell there were several with different clues that told her he had been there for quite sometime. But why? Was he truely dying? Had he been sick? What would have caused him to take an extended stint at St. Mungo's?
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His response cut deep. Deeper then she would have liked considering she had thought him dead and his memory behind her. That was easier said then done though, when you had the flesh and blood man standing in front of her. Very much alive. Syd grimaced and rubbed her hands over her arms.

She could take several tacs in this situation but which would provide her with the most answers? Did she want the answers? Her mind flip flopped between yes and no for what seemed like ages when she finally decided on a course. Her expression of frustration and disbelief were reflected in her voice.

"Then why? If things were so good then why disappear? Why drop off the face of the planet when you finally find someone who understands?"

Maybe she was missing something that he wasn't saying. A piece of the puzzle was missing she could feel it. Her eyes tracked his hand as it diverted from reach for her own and instead landed on her shoulder. Images flashed through her mind and without meaning to she focused on them. Who was she kidding she had meant to. The image of the tea leaves was curious and several possibilities presented themselves but she hadn't the time to devote at the moment so she filed that one away. The next was a borough that she presumed was his home and she likewise filed it away for later.

The last few dozen images were the true attention getters. She recognized the venue immediately and could tell there were several with different clues that told her he had been there for quite sometime. But why? Was he truely dying? Had he been sick? What would have caused him to take an extended stint at St. Mungo's?

It was one of those responses that, although purely emotional in nature, somehow lined up with what would've been logical to do. He did that at times and it made him feel intuitive, and perhaps even seem so to the casual onlooker. It would have been logical for Jasper to do whatever it took to give to Syndil if he wanted a chance, though not a gaurantee, at her trust. Which was something he still believed he had at this point. And it would've been consistent too, with his milquetoast thoughts on this whole thing being his fault and deserving reprimands for the pain he'd inflicted on her. He might lose her either way between Scylla and Charybdis, but she could have closure. And in that way, perhaps he could spare her worry. He could, really could lose her in this matter of the truth. That was, if he hadn't already. But, secretive though he was he did not wish to prolong this unintended deception any longer.

It was 9:34 pm on December 31, 2081. And he was tired of making her pay for it.

"I can't tell you. But I'd be willing to show you." The unspeakable spoke and again offered her touch. At the moment, he just didn't want to let go of her literally or otherwise.
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It was one of those responses that, although purely emotional in nature, somehow lined up with what would've been logical to do. He did that at times and it made him feel intuitive, and perhaps even seem so to the casual onlooker. It would have been logical for Jasper to do whatever it took to give to Syndil if he wanted a chance, though not a gaurantee, at her trust. Which was something he still believed he had at this point. And it would've been consistent too, with his milquetoast thoughts on this whole thing being his fault and deserving reprimands for the pain he'd inflicted on her. He might lose her either way between Scylla and Charybdis, but she could have closure. And in that way, perhaps he could spare her worry. He could, really could lose her in this matter of the truth. That was, if he hadn't already. But, secretive though he was he did not wish to prolong this unintended deception any longer.

It was 9:34 pm on December 31, 2081. And he was tired of making her pay for it.

"I can't tell you. But I'd be willing to show you." The unspeakable spoke and again offered her touch. At the moment, he just didn't want to let go of her literally or otherwise.
He didn't answer her question rather he stood there staring at her. Granted the women he had dated more then a decade ago wouldn't have even thought about asking these questions so his hesitance was probably from confusion. Then his answer surprised her as did his offer of extended physical contact. Syd couldn't help it, her expression broadcasted suspicion.

"Are you sure? You know what your doing right?"
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He didn't answer her question rather he stood there staring at her. Granted the women he had dated more then a decade ago wouldn't have even thought about asking these questions so his hesitance was probably from confusion. Then his answer surprised her as did his offer of extended physical contact. Syd couldn't help it, her expression broadcasted suspicion.

"Are you sure? You know what your doing right?"

"No, no I don't. But I am sure. You don't trust me. And I don't blame you. I have to let you in. You may not be as accepting as you once were and I'm aware of that, but you...You still should know." He had caught the look she gave, which he interpreted as mistrust and only fueled his resolve to do this. It would be humiliating. He knew that much.

"I'm committed." He added with a smile, although weak to lighten the mood a little bit. They were about to go into some dark areas that he had shared with few others.
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"No, no I don't. But I am sure. You don't trust me. And I don't blame you. I have to let you in. You may not be as accepting as you once were and I'm aware of that, but you...You still should know." He had caught the look she gave, which he interpreted as mistrust and only fueled his resolve to do this. It would be humiliating. He knew that much.

"I'm committed." He added with a smile, although weak to lighten the mood a little bit. They were about to go into some dark areas that he had shared with few others.
Syd laughed from a jumble of emotions as his acquiescence truely set in. She hadnt yet met a person who had willingly offered her a hand. Touch for her was a window into a persons soul, the very essence of who they were was laid bare for her to see and judge. The responsibility...and the trust hit her full force. Swallowing she extended her hand...
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Jasper reached his hand out for hers, but drew it out as though reluctant taking step after step nearer to her. His hand always out of reach until he was close enough to hold her. A little brush of skin and imagery here and a little brush of skin and imagery there before withdrawing a finger from her chin. He eased into it as much as one could, before putting his arms around her so in a non-constraining manner that it might look like a friendly embrace to anyone choosing a moment such as now to have their photo taken. The inner workings of that hug, however were far more intense as he let a fierce cocktail of humiliation, guilt, helplessness, hopelessness, fear, not-fear, calloused cowardice, willful ignorance and casual apathy take hold. She would see it all anyway. As might she see charity, the protection of ideals, and a phoenix-like resilience to keep on keeping on. These memories surfaced knowing he'd have a lot to answer for, though he didn't have an answer for most of it. Not really.


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Jasper reached his hand out for hers, but drew it out as though reluctant taking step after step nearer to her. His hand always out of reach until he was close enough to hold her. A little brush of skin and imagery here and a little brush of skin and imagery there before withdrawing a finger from her chin. He eased into it as much as one could, before putting his arms around her so in a non-constraining manner that it might look like a friendly embrace to anyone choosing a moment such as now to have their photo taken. The inner workings of that hug, however were far more intense as he let a fierce cocktail of humiliation, guilt, helplessness, hopelessness, fear, not-fear, calloused cowardice, willful ignorance and casual apathy take hold. She would see it all anyway. As might she see charity, the protection of ideals, and a phoenix-like resilience to keep on keeping on. These memories surfaced knowing he'd have a lot to answer for, though he didn't have an answer for most of it. Not really.
She was a bit surprised when Jasper ignored her hand, though trepidation quickly replaced it as she watched him slowly move toward her. Her eyes widened and her heart picked up the pace of its beating. He brushed her once...and then twi e offering her brief little glimpses into his emotional storm. Panicked gripped her for a moment and she might have looked like a trapped animal but before she could even for a thought of protest he had embraced her.

Her mind was assailed with images and feelings that spun so quickly past her minds eye it was dizzying. She had expected some insight but within boundries that hide certain things, what she was met with was no resistance into the entirety of his emotional peat bog. Everywhere she stepped, everywhere she looked and turned there was something new to see.

Some things she already knew. Some things were brand new. She focused on a few things, things she felt intuitively were important and delved deep. After what seemd like an eternity Syd tore herself out of his arms and took a few unsteady steps back. It took a lot out of her, sifting through a persons emotions. Instead of taking the position of an observer the very nature of her talent put her in the drivers seat. It was disorientating and draining.

She was shivering visibly and had no doubt lost all her color. Tears threatened to spill over but she forced those down though another physical response would not be so easily dismissed. Syd waved a hand at Jasper before quickly leaving him and weaving her way through the crowd to the loo.
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She was a bit surprised when Jasper ignored her hand, though trepidation quickly replaced it as she watched him slowly move toward her. Her eyes widened and her heart picked up the pace of its beating. He brushed her once...and then twice offering her brief little glimpses into his emotional storm. Panicked gripped her for a moment and she might have looked like a trapped animal but before she could even for a thought of protest he had embraced her.

Her mind was assailed with images and feelings that spun so quickly past her minds eye it was dizzying. She had expected some insight but within boundries that hide certain things, what she was met with was no resistance into the entirety of his emotional peat bog. Everywhere she stepped, everywhere she looked and turned there was something new to see.

Some things she already knew. Some things were brand new. She focused on a few things, things she felt intuitively were important and delved deep. After what seemd like an eternity Syd tore herself out of his arms and took a few unsteady steps back. It took a lot out of her, sifting through a persons emotions. Instead of taking the position of an observer the very nature of her talent put her in the drivers seat. It was disorientating and draining.

She was shivering visibly and had no doubt lost all her color. Tears threatened to spill over but she forced those down though another physical response would not be so easily dismissed. Syd waved a hand at Jasper before quickly leaving him and weaving her way through the crowd to the loo.



She had seemed somewhat reluctant. Perhaps, it was nervousness. An understandable caution about getting too close to him again if even only an embrace. This had the effect of spurring on his want to show her affection. To reassure her as she seemed more reluctant toward doing this than he was himself. Once linked in arms though, he understood why as he felt the effects of their agreement his insistence on her body. His instinct was to cling more tightly, but could that make it more intense? Instead he reached a hand up and gave gentle stroking motions around her hair.

He looked a bit taken-aback by her sudden fling from his arms and he tried not to be hurt by it. It wasn't personal, was it? She wasn't disgusted with him? Was she? Didn't forgive him, perhaps?

He tried to read into her expression but it was nothing but pale and ...maybe it was overwhelmed? Then she had dismissed herself and she was gone. This sort of thing happened to Jasper a lot and he often found himself in the middle of a damned if you do, damned if you don't situation. And when he tried to do what he thought was right, it often backfired to his cost. He recoiled. Disgusted with himself and turned to leave after her. Where was Mrs. Kapoor? They were leaving!

No, wait, no. He had to find Claire first. It wouldn't do to have more than one fellow employee angry at him for suddenly seeming to disaparate.
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