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Post by Adrian Veidt on Apr 4, 2010 15:32:05 GMT -5
"Adrien, I'm telling you the truth."
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Post by Adrien Baillon on Apr 4, 2010 15:34:27 GMT -5
"No, no, that's not possible - " he went on, absolutely weepy and frantic.
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Post by Adrian Veidt on Apr 4, 2010 15:49:57 GMT -5
Adrian reached to touch Adrien's cheek.
"I'm sorry."
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Post by Adrien Baillon on Apr 4, 2010 15:50:53 GMT -5
He shook his head and kept shaking it. "What about my mother, she's here - everyone I know - it's not 1985 - "
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Post by Adrian Veidt on Apr 4, 2010 16:08:18 GMT -5
"It's... it's... I've heard of this, lately-"
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Post by Adrien Baillon on Apr 4, 2010 16:08:56 GMT -5
"What?"
He was whimpering now, his face wet.
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Post by Adrian Veidt on Apr 4, 2010 16:22:32 GMT -5
"Other people claiming they aren't from 1985."
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Post by Adrien Baillon on Apr 4, 2010 16:23:52 GMT -5
"But I'm not from 1985 -" he said, almost with a moan.
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Post by Adrian Veidt on Apr 4, 2010 16:29:52 GMT -5
"I know. That's what I'm saying."
He tried to pull Adrien a little closer, to try to calm him down.
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Post by Adrien Baillon on Apr 4, 2010 16:33:45 GMT -5
"Then - then how - ?" he asked, even as, gasping for breath, he pulled tightly against Adrian.
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Post by Adrian Veidt on Apr 4, 2010 16:37:08 GMT -5
"I don't know yet. It's a recent phenomenon."
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Post by Adrien Baillon on Apr 4, 2010 16:37:57 GMT -5
He held onto Adrian and shut his eyes and shuddered.
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Post by Adrian Veidt on Apr 4, 2010 16:42:26 GMT -5
"And think of it this way- if it was still 1939, you and I would have never met..."
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Post by Adrien Baillon on Apr 4, 2010 16:44:53 GMT -5
He smiled, but it was in a pained way, and nodded.
A while passed like this before Adrien went, finally, limp with relaxation, and said, exhausted and softly, "Yeah..."
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Post by Adrian Veidt on Apr 4, 2010 17:24:39 GMT -5
"And that makes up for it, doesn't it?"
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