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Post by Milk on Aug 21, 2008 18:59:57 GMT -5
"Oh...I try to do that to...But I have triggers, I think is what one therapist summarized. He said certain things I see, hear, or smell make me freak out." she mumbled.
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Post by Koops on Aug 21, 2008 19:30:13 GMT -5
He looked thoughtful at her words and then nodded his head in understanding. "Really? You remember things from the past that just make you angry. When I was younger I used to have triggers, but then somehow, I kind of replaced everything with oranges."
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Post by Milk on Aug 21, 2008 20:01:08 GMT -5
"Or sad, or happy, or really depressed..." she commented at the 'make you angry' part. It wasn't just anger, it was everything. The sound of a doctor tapping a needle or pen caused her to panic; a dog yelping in pain made her break down into childish tears; gun shots and the visual of guns made her anxious, and sometimes happy. It depends on the last one. She made a face at his replacement. "Oranges? REally? That's...Um..." Her face softened, and she seemed to be holding back the urge to smile- her lips twitched slightly. She turned her face away. "That's dumb." she lied, crossing her arms.
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Post by Koops on Aug 21, 2008 20:30:02 GMT -5
He smirked a little and watched her, his hand moved into his pockets and he let out a soft smell. "I don't kow how it realy happened, but everything about oranges makes me happy and relaxed... I love the smell, the colour, and the taste, it makes me think about better things. You're right though, it is pretty dumb." Killian agreed and kept on watching her.
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Post by Milk on Aug 21, 2008 20:32:27 GMT -5
"...I wish that that could happen with me..." she mumbled and got her smile under control. She turned back to look at him. "I took your advice...about the boyfriend thingy..." she paused. "I found a psycho." That clearly meant she found the guy that was opposite of what he told her. She wondered if he'd be suprised or not.
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Post by Koops on Aug 21, 2008 20:35:49 GMT -5
The man rolled his eyes slightly and thought hard about it for a while, "Well, I didn't say that you'd find the right guy on the first try, did I? And anyways, did you even get to know him at all first? You didn't ruch right in, did you?" Killian asked, he wasn't that surprised, he had a feeling that Alexis was a weirdo attracter... Though the only reason he thought that was because he liked her, and obviously, he himself, is a gigantic weirdo..
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Post by Milk on Aug 21, 2008 20:41:48 GMT -5
"I know, but it still feels funny for my first try. I did know him. He worked across the street from where I did. He seemed really nice and all, and we hung out a little bit at lunch everyday. It wasn't until a month into it he started going all psycho. I didn't rush in, but he kinda did...Looking back, that was probably a heads-up...?" She frowned, her eye twitching to refrain from smiling. Of course, it would break any minute now. She thought about it again for a moment. "ACtually, I may have rushed in a little...I did, actually."
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Post by Koops on Aug 21, 2008 20:54:01 GMT -5
Killian let out a laugh and nodded his head, he moved closer to her and gently patted her on the shoulder, then quickly moved his hand away, he wasn't used to being friendly. "Instead of joining an assassination agency, why didn't you join one of those street gangs?" He questioned her and moved back a bit more.
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Post by Milk on Aug 21, 2008 20:59:32 GMT -5
"Oh...um...I never thought about it..." she paused. "I guess it'd have to do with my second relationship...See, I got a therapist a few years ago who was really into me. He tried to take advantage of me, seeing as to how he knew all my weakness and how usable I was by the end of two months, and so...I bashed his head in." She paused, frowning. "I don't feel bad for that one. I found out later he'd done this to other patients. But, someone heard me yelling at him and came in. That was my ex-boss. And...so that's how I got here, I guess..." Alexis sighed. "I guess I really don't care. Wow."
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Post by Koops on Aug 21, 2008 21:56:19 GMT -5
"You really don't care, but whatever, that doesn't matter if you care or don't. But, you never know, one day you may find a guy that actually loves you." Killian said and looked away from her and gave a slight nod, it could happen, but only if she really wanted it to. "There are lots of guys in the world, you could travel around or something." He suggested to her casually.
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Post by Milk on Aug 21, 2008 22:00:09 GMT -5
She frowned in thought for a few moments. "How come you're suddenly being so nice to me? IT's not cause you're working with me, is it?" she asked. Her eyes looked around her plain apartment silently. I'm going to rap this conversation up then take a nap. she decided.
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Post by Koops on Aug 21, 2008 22:06:58 GMT -5
"Pfft, no way, lass. There is nothing wrong with me being nice though, is there? I mean, it's not illegal." Killian said and looked back at her, his eyes having narrowed a bit in annoyance. "I'm going to go out for a while, call my cellphone if you need me." He said, went into his pocket and pulled out a card with his cellphone number on it, he held it out to her.
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Post by Milk on Aug 21, 2008 22:15:41 GMT -5
"No, there's nothing wrong...I'm just a bit suprised is all." she mumbled, blushing slightly and taking the card "Sorry, I didn't mean to offend..." she apologized. She picked up a piece of sticky note while she spoke and scribbled her number down and handed that to him. "I'll be here, so...I guess I'll leave the door unlocked for whenever you return." she said.
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Post by Koops on Aug 21, 2008 23:35:31 GMT -5
"You didn't offend me, don't worry." He said and took the sticky note, he gave her a nod and quickly left her apartment. When he got outside he pondered on whether or not to take his car, he didn't and just walked down the sidewalk slowly. What to do, what to do...? Killian thought to himself and just walked around the streets for a while.
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Post by Milk on Aug 21, 2008 23:38:34 GMT -5
Alexis went to her bathroom and took a nice, hot shower. Once that was done, she got into her 'pajamas' and curled up under the covers of her bed. Her 'pajamas' was a white tank-top and some black baggy pants. She wore rainbow socks on her feet. She was out like a light in moments, the phone on her nightstand in case Killian called or her friend called.
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