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Current Of all the lies I have heard, “I love you” was my favorite
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Finally got the puppies bailed out of Puppy Jail.
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trying to catch up. this week was hell. posts out tonight i promise!!!
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One step forward two steps back. I am done adulting this week lol
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Got sent home for being sick!!! This blows

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Lu listened to Serge, he had good points. Her true identity may not be revealed, but as he spoke something else started niggling in the back of her head. She let him walk out of the kitchen while she kept thinking.

She smiled as she heard him ask for his coffee. She refilled it freshening it up before walking to join him in the living room. She leaned over the back of the couch, close to him and handed him the cup of coffee, holding hers in the other hand.

"There is one possibility I don't think either of us thought about." She said quietly. "It occurred to me while you were talking. Not everyone knows he was searching for his daughter, but everyone knows who you are and what you look like. Erik is a young, healthy, attractive man." She said sipping her coffee.

"Who do rich powerful men often assign staff to?" She asked, wondering if it would occur to him that someone might mistake her for his mistress.

She was leaning close, but not encroaching on his personal space, but close enough that she could. She sipped her coffee with a sigh. "That is a problem for minds other than ours I suppose." She said.

She patted his shoulder as she stood up letting him type his report. She grabbed her project bag before settling down on the other side of the couch, her feet tucked under her. The two of them just spending time together quietly.

"Would it bother you if I put something on Netflix?" She asked while grabbing the remotes. She often liked to have something playing quietly in the background.
No rush. I feel like I died a week ago and haven’t had the good grace to lie down anywhere
Chloe blushed brightly as he teased her. She normally would have been really freaked out by a conversation like that, but Rayne had a way about him that kept her from freaking out. She was about to say something, but she heard the door close and a voice call out.

She jumped back from Rayne as if she had been burned. She turned toward Kenton as he entered the kitchen. She swallowed nervously as he approached, but calmed a little as he extended his hand. She grasped his hand firmly. "Chloe Edwards. It is nice to meet you. Can I get you something to eat?" She asked dropping his hand moving quickly towards the cabinets before he ever had a chance to answer.

"Once we get you settled, I will get the laundry switched over. If you have anything that needs to be done, please leave a note on the counter or the fridge and I will get to it right away." She said chattering nervously. Chloe didn't have much experience with good people, but she did have experience with people, and that experience told her that others, males especially were not safe.

She was bustling about giving both boys a wide berth as she set about making a plate for Kenton. Once she set the plate down for him she moved back to the dishwasher, there weren't enough dishes to fill it, so she instead started running water in the sink.
Lucia laughed as he teased her about this meal being a luxury. She shook her head and decided to play a little. "Well it, certainly won't earn any Michilin stars, but a solid 3 out of 5 on trip advisor. Had to dock for ambiance... the gourmet food, doesn't match the hole in the wall decor." She teased. She was really enjoying spending time with him. It was getting hard for her to remember that in a week or so that this would be over, he would be on his way to his next job, and she, would be left to negotiate life as the adult child of a very rich and powerful man.

It didn't take her long to finish her breakfast, she was used to living on the run. He stood in the kitchen washing his dish as he mentioned needing to go over the schedule for the rest of the week. She stood up and headed to the kitchen sliding her dish into the sink, before leaning against the counter.

"Today, is what my mom would have called a mental health day. I am not going to class. I am not going to work. I am going to take a deep breath, and try to figure out exactly what the hell has happened to my life in the past..." She glanced at her watch. It was hard to believe that it had not yet been a full 24 hours since he had knocked at her door. "18 or so hours." She pulled a hair tie off her wrist and tied back her unruly mess into a quick pony tail. "The only significant thing on the agenda today is laundry." She smiled. "I mean I normally would let it go another week or so, but I have seen you eyeing the mess around here, so lets hit up the laundromat before you get desperate enough to set up a washboard in the bathtub." She teased.

She knew her place was a chaotic mess, it was so bad that he had made her relax in a bath just so he had some space to clean up a bit yesterday. "Tomorrow was a scheduled day off, and I have nothing planned really. I might try to do some studying, or I might not."

She pushed away from the counter and poured herself a cup of coffee. "The rest of the week is school and work." She ignored the hard part of what he said. 'If something happens to me' She couldn't even process that. What could possibly happen, no one knew who she was, or who he was.

She held the cup of coffee tightly between her hands. "Serge, I want you to be straight with me." She said seriously. "In your opinion, what are the chances we make it through to the election without my identity becoming known?" She sipped her coffee. "I am not worried about a leak from your team, but how many people are in and out of Erik's office?, before he turned to you, how many people did he talk to in his search for me?" She was just thinking out loud.

"And it begs the question, politically, is hiding me in Eriks best interest? If it comes out later, will his supporters feel betrayed? Like he lied to them in some way?"

She wasn't excited about the possibility of having to come forward, as a matter of fact the idea of being discovered scared the hell out of her, but right now in this moment, her life wasn't entirely her own.
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@SinfulSkills quick reminder Serge TOLD her she was going to election night and took her dress shopping. He even put her shoes on her. Lol “once your hands have been up my skirt you get to call me by my given name”
In PANDEMIC 1 mo ago Forum: 1x1 Roleplay
She listened to his words, you didn't have to know anything, to recognize the pain in his voice as he talked about the symptoms of the illness, and that he had seen it happen. She approached slowly and stood next to him. She ached to reach out and comfort him, but knew that wouldn't be a good idea right now.

"I am sorry you had to experience that." She said quietly. She stood in silence for a few more minutes. "Thank you for taking the time to answer my questions."

She sighed and rubbed her eyes trying to rid them of the gritty exhausted feeling they had. "It's hemorrhagic." She told him. "Those come from Africa, so everything you have said so far makes sense, at least somewhat. Marburg, Ebola, Lassa..." She turned her head to look at him.

"I have more questions, a lot more..." She chewed her bottom lip, she needed more information. "I..." She sighed deeply. "Tell me more about you, ya know... before the end. I have lots of questions, but I only want to ask what you might know."
In PANDEMIC 1 mo ago Forum: 1x1 Roleplay
She couldn't believe what he was saying, a created virus that spread so quickly. It didn't make any sense. She narrowed her eyes and spun on him in frustration as he couldn't answer her questions about patient zero or transmission vectors.

She waved her hand in front of her face as she tried to think of the words. "transmission vector... how.." She looked up at the ceiling and growled in frustration. "How does it spread?" She finally managed, her hand pressing against her forehead trying to hold back the pain that seemed to come and go in waves. The harder she tried to think, the more it intensified the ache.

"None of this makes any sense." she muttered to herself. If she were walking better, her movements might have been classified as pacing, but all she was managing was slow shuffling circles. "If it is manufactured, there should be a kill switch, its what every responsible researcher on the planet does."

She turned her gaze to him again. "How long?" She wanted to know. "How long has it been since the infections first started? What are the symptoms?"
In PANDEMIC 1 mo ago Forum: 1x1 Roleplay
She slowly stood, making her shuffling way across the floor to the couch, which she sank onto gratefullly. It had taken almost far too much effort to make it this far.

She listened to his story, her brow furrowed in concentration, as she listened to him tell her how the world had ended.

"I... I don't understand it. There should have been methods for containing the illness, on average at least 30% of any given population is immune to any pandemic, it is how we have survived for millenia. Did they locate patient Zero?" She asked shifting to look at him better.

"What do the epidemiological studies say?" she demanded. She couldn't tell you why she wanted to know this information, but she apparently needed it.

She stood up off the couch her head still pounding. She leaned over grabbing the arm until her head cleared enough for her to stand again.

"It can't be that dire... what is the transmission vector?"
In PANDEMIC 1 mo ago Forum: 1x1 Roleplay
She stared at him wide eyed, her eyes filling with tears. She wanted to answer him, she just didn't know how. "I wish I could tell you what it is you want to know. I don't know who I am or why I am here. I just woke up, my head bandaged, alone, and in pain. My name, location, or anything about well anything outside these walls is unknown to me." She said wiping her tears with the back of a dirty hand.

"Please... Please..." She begged. "Tell me what is going on."
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