《Human After All》A Role Play

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He checked his watch, determining that he had a few hours till Vanessa would be back and therefore it couldn't hurt as long as no one saw him who knew him. Surely no one over there besides her knew him.
Jaxson grabbed his jacket and keys from the kitchen and picked up his helmet as he went out the door. Carpooling with Vanessa was convient for many reasons, but it was times like these that he was grateful he had his dad's motorcycle.
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Going to the side alley, he removed the heavy harp and pushed it aside, then mounted the bike. It had been a while since his last ride, but the gas was still nearly full so that was one less thing to worry about. He adjusted his helmet then set off for a well known location.
 
(I thought you said that you would reply to Artemis, or are you waiting until Jaxson arrives at the coffee shop?
 
(Aha! Found ya!)

Amy filled a few muffin pans then slid them into the oven carefully. After setting the timer, she went to dry and put away the dishes Artemis had washed.
"Artemis," she said to get her attention. "I've got a feeling you're going to be here for a while. It doesn't inconvenience me in the least, rather, it's great because I need the help and I don't often get company, but I do need to know a little bit about you. Whenever we've met before, it's been quick. Never enough time to exchange detail. Background. But those things, I need if you're going to be sleeping on my couch." She looked up now, hesitance and sincere apologies for this written on her face. "I really don't like prying, but I need you to tell me something."

(I can't believe I missed this!)
Artemis emptied the sink of water as the last dish was cleaned. She then dried her hands with the closest rag, intently listening to Amy speak. "What?" Artemis inquired, silently nervous with anticipation of Amy's question; she rarely shared personal information about herself, even with those she cared for. Most of her past contained memories she much rather forget than share.
 
(I can't believe I missed this!)
Artemis emptied the sink of water as the last dish was cleaned. She then dried her hands with the closest rag, intently listening to Amy speak. "What?" Artemis inquired, silently nervous with anticipation of Amy's question; she rarely shared personal information about herself, even with those she cared for. Most of her past contained memories she much rather forget than share.
"Anything," Amy said with a shrug. She could see Artemis wasn't sure about this, so she decided to make this as simple as possible. "Let's see here. You want to help me out here, right? Well, before I have people help, before I hire them, I interview them." She set a set mug carefully on the rack then turned her attention back to Artemis. "So let's treat this like an interview."
 
"Anything," Amy said with a shrug. She could see Artemis wasn't sure about this, so she decided to make this as simple as possible. "Let's see here. You want to help me out here, right? Well, before I have people help, before I hire them, I interview them." She set a set mug carefully on the rack then turned her attention back to Artemis. "So let's treat this like an interview."

It could be seen in her eyes that Artemis was doing best not to shut Amy out, as she had learned to do long ago in attempt of protecting herself from being emotionally hurt. Those she trusted enough to share her past with nearly always died before their time was fufilled. "I suppose, if this is an intervew then you should be asking me questions." Artemis stated, knowing she couldn't escape answering Amy, she only hoped if she would answer the questions then she would be satisfied for a time.
 

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