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Post by Sylvia on Jul 3, 2007 9:41:43 GMT -5
*Sylvia entered the room and sat down heavily. It felt so good to be with Jonathan again. It gave her the strength she needed to do what she must. She unpinned her hat and set it on the bed next to her.*
You can do this...I know you can. Be powerful. For him. For love.
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Post by Jonathan Crane on Jul 4, 2007 7:24:27 GMT -5
*Crane knocked on the door*
"Excuse me?"
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Post by Sylvia on Jul 4, 2007 7:26:44 GMT -5
*Sylvia started at the sound, but he wasn't completely unexpected. She pursed her lips and straightened her wig, leaving her hat and face veil on the bed. She opened the door just a crack and peered up to him.*
"Yes, Doctor? What can I do for you?"
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Post by Jonathan Crane on Jul 4, 2007 9:07:51 GMT -5
She's determined to play out the charade. How can I ask her what I need to know?
"Yes, thank you. I was wondering if you could help me with something."
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Post by Sylvia on Jul 4, 2007 9:12:24 GMT -5
*Sylvia's face grew more solemn. She wasn't sure what he needed. Or more importantly if he was here on business or pleasure. She pursed her lips and opened the door to let him in.*
"Of course, Doctor. This wouldn't be...about a package, would it?"
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Post by Jonathan Crane on Jul 4, 2007 9:13:23 GMT -5
*Crane raised his eyebrow*
"And if it is?"
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Post by Sylvia on Jul 4, 2007 9:19:35 GMT -5
*Sylvia lowered her head in disappointment.*
You knew this might happen. He can't always just want to feel your skin.
"I can change. Just give me a moment."
*She shut the door behind him and started to the bathroom.*
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Post by Jonathan Crane on Jul 4, 2007 9:21:42 GMT -5
*Crane stood in the hallway, a bit puzzled*
At least I have the comfort of knowing she's just as crazy as I am.
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Post by Sylvia on Jul 4, 2007 9:24:18 GMT -5
*Sylvia shed Persephone quickly and answered the door again in her robe and sans wig.*
"I'm sorry, Jonathan. Please, come in. What can I help you with?"
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Post by Jonathan Crane on Jul 4, 2007 9:31:44 GMT -5
"That package. I'm not sure what you want me to do about it."
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Post by Sylvia on Jul 4, 2007 9:33:43 GMT -5
*Sylvia pursed her lips and turned away from him.*
"Nothing. I mean, just keep it safe. If there is leverage over him...and it's needed...I want you to have it."
*She gathered a few things from the vanity and put them in a small bag.*
"I just...there is something that I need to do. And I want you to have a contingency option."
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Post by Jonathan Crane on Jul 5, 2007 8:46:55 GMT -5
"To leave you, you mean?"
*Crane was surprised*
"You know I wouldn't do that."
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Post by Sylvia on Jul 5, 2007 8:50:45 GMT -5
I don't know what I mean...
*Sylvia looked at her bag sadly. Sucking her lip, she tried to understand it enough to explain it to him. She spoke, not looking back to him. She didn't want him to see the pain or worry in her eyes.*
"I just thought that you might be able to use it against him if...things go poorly."
*She shrugged and continued to pack.*
"I don't know how, but I thought you might come up with something in that brilliant mind of yours. I thought...it was better than nothing."
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Post by Sylvia on Aug 16, 2007 13:10:58 GMT -5
***NEW DAY***
*A box arrived and Sylvia took it up to her room. She didn't recognize the handwriting. Opening it she found a note and a mass of strange fabric.*
Sylvia,
I know that you don't know me, but I have your interests at heart. A friend suggested that this might help with your man troubles. I'm not so sure, but at this point aren't you willing to try anything?
Deepest Regards, B
*Sylvia lifted the fabric and found to her surprise that apparently it was a dress. How anyone fit a dress in a box that size was beyond her. It wasn't even wrinkled. She hung it up and stared at it for a long time, considering it.*
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Post by Jonathan Crane on May 25, 2008 18:11:18 GMT -5
**NEW DAY**
*Crane helped her through the door, then opened his medical bag*
"Hold out your arm."
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