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At that he let out a soft laugh. "I would love my reputation to proceed me... least for writing, I think day to day life that might be a bit vain" he was silent for a moment, thinking over it, "actually for crabs living in my clothing, that would be worrying".

He nodded, that seemed a lot more likely. Crabs could get caught on things. However it wouldn't explain how she knew his name. "I don't think so, is it near here?" or as near to an island as anyone could get.

Those words alone were confirmation enough regarding memories that the other clearly seemed to be lacking. Anne shook her head. "Perhaps your reputation simply proceeds you. Or something along those lines." The farmer couldn't exactly be dropping such info on the other, not when she wasn't even sure it was wanted.

"Or perhaps I've simply heard those words before. Must be a beach thing." Telling the other that they had known each other somewhere the other could not recall seemed cruel. "Have you ever heard about a place called Pelican Town?" It was worth a shot. ❧ @violentdelightstheseviolentends

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"I would, but the only time I met Athena she was an owl so I have no idea what she looks like. Also her advice was to go do hero things" admittedly that had been what she had done, and it had worked. But she wasn't sure that would work here. She wasn't even sure that anyone from her home recognised her, that in itself was weird to wrap her head around. "I'm mortal, like very very mortal, and my mother here is Hera... I have no idea what I'm meant to do with that" on top of that, she had stupidly fallen for someone who'd never see her that way. Gods she wished her memories hadn't come back.

❛ any words of wisdom? ❜ - Ash for Persephone

“uh, don’t fuck it up?” persephone decided that that advice applied to most situations. it was advice their family had given them, and it mostly worked for her. “listen honey, i’m not the best person to ask. you oughtta try athena. i know she’s ‘round here somewhere. i wish i could help ya more.” she felt just a pang of guilt. “whatchya need so much wisdom for anyways? well…i mean what specifically?”

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"My daughter throws a tantrum if we go anywhere without it. But then forgets that we then need to bring it home with us" the logic of two year olds she supposed. It definitely did not make getting her to sleep very easy.

"Thank you" well two eyes were better than one, and she was having no luck. "It's a dark-skinned rag doll. It was wearing a pink dress today".

.｡.:*☆  "A doll?" Surely nothing Amy would expect finding on a beach, but then, some people simply lost their belongings sometimes, so, she figured it was maybe not that unusual.

"No, sorry, not that I can remember," She shrugged and made a face. "But I could help you looking for it, maybe? What kind of doll is it?"

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Well shit, now she just seemed rude. She really needed to do something about that, it was hardly fair. "Um yeah, not really anyone else near enough" they were either already sitting down, or were trying to order. Though when had it got that busy in here, she really couldn't tell. "Sure, though you can take the spare seat if you want to sit down. I'm not waiting for anyone" and from a slightly selfish point of view, he didn't seem too dangerous. Not that she would believe that without proof, looks could be deceptive after all.

it seems either the stranger didn't hear him or she's ignoring him, and bob is well aware neither option is more likely than the other when it comes to him. he shifts from one foot to the other as his question hangs awkwardly in the air. for a moment, he considers simply slipping out of view when his attention suddenly snaps back to her. “oh, are you talking to me?” bob asks in mild surprise as if snapping out of a daze himself, as if there's anyone else she could even be talking to. “i, uh- i was just asking if i could borrow a packet of sugar. my table doesn't have any. actually, i don't have a table. they're all full, but i think this coffee could do with some sugar.”

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Well there was about 50% of her reason for an off-day standing there. He didn't even seem to remember what had happened past Shiz. That was annoying, she knew what had happened, she needed the closure and instead he didn't know. "Well I am only human, and the food here is not the same as Oz. This whole places lack... swankifiedness".

@violentdelightstheseviolentends || ❛ just because i'm generally a happy person doesn't mean i can't have an off day. ❜ - Glinda for Fieyro

"Glinda Upland. An off day?" Fiyero lifted an eyebrow, smiling at the woman even though he could see something was....off. It seemed neither of them had the same vapid ignorance that had drawn them together at school anymore. "Is there a reason for this off day you're having?"

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She was missing Oz more and more. She thought she spoke perfectly plainly, and yet at every given opportunity she had to explain what she had said. Still, she refused to break, she wasn't going to change who she was for anyone, a friend had taught her that a long time ago.

"That's exactly what I mean, everything around here feels so... black and white" at least compared to Oz. It was very irritating.

The voice next to her was bright and cheerful, yet the words themselves left the blonde utterly confused. Was it good to see them? Oh, she couldn’t tell. “What?” She turned around, stunned into silence for a moment as she tried to decipher just what on earth swankified meant. Or what would classify as such.

Helen stared for a while before she shook her head. “I’m not sure what that means, but given your tone you appear to be looking for something fun, I’m guessing?” Guess was all anyone could do given the way this person in front of her spoke. ❧ @violentdelightstheseviolentends

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"Depends on the world" least that was how he saw it. This world easily could have the more traditional monsters here, especially if his father's powers weren't holding them all down. Or perhaps they'd never been here in the first place. "Besides, most of them are as a nice escape from reality, using real definitions just breaks that" least in this day and age. The whole thing was confusing.

He glanced down at Smokey, the dog seemed pretty relaxed right now. "Not really, just walking the dog" and he tended to keep to himself. It was easier, especially when people from the past were always walking around. Least most of the mortals didn't recognise him, he didn't need their opinions on the Gods, even if he agreed with most of them.

The world she’d left behind was filled with all manner of creatures; some good, some evil. Not once had she dared to judge until present with one that appeared to have the face of human instead of what all those tales would describe and claim to be monstrous. A nod, toward the one in front of her. His worlds held logic she could not deny.

“Right you are.” The blonde turned toward him. “I don’t think the definitions of what equates to a monster are quite up to date. That is all anyone can agree on, I believe.” At the end of the day, it was a matter of experience, she supposed. Altered by life. “I do hope this run in with you and your dog hasn’t deterred your plans all too badly. I’d hate to keep someone from what they’d planned to do. ❧ @violentdelightstheseviolentends

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"Calling someone lonely and boring after a two minute conversation, does not make you as nice as I imagine you believe you are" he replied, never understanding why people wanted that reputation. "It's also incorrect, I have a lot more time to get things done as I'm not worrying about people's opinions all the time. Congratulations, you've had the last word, are we done?"

"You aren't getting very far in life, are you hun? That attitude has to lead to a very lonely and boring life." Paige hummed, shaking her head at the other. "Never said it was your problem, I just like to have the last word."

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"Not really. I tend to find people don't want to pick an argument they don't think they can win" and he had learnt a long time ago that appearance could be deceptive. It worked well for him, in reality he wouldn't hurt anyone unless his kids were in danger. But if people wanted to assume, who was he to tell them otherwise. "If it's still there. Things don't last forever. Colour of the sky right now, that will never the same colour again" it was a strange planet really, he wasn't sure if there was any like that back home, or perhaps he just never had a chance to notice it before. "Depends how you look at it, broken down, there's nothing that different".

"You just have to think on your feet! Make up an excuse, side step the trouble. Sometimes it works, sometimes no. I'll guess it's a no more often than not with you, with that scowl on your face. But all any of us can do is try." Hera chuckled softly before nodding in agreement with his next statement. "That is true, but it also means I can come back, and in a second exploration I can discover even more. I'm learning to not be so intense, find joy in the little things." She was not looking for danger, the only danger she was worried about was her ex-husband and there was nothing subtle about him. "I suppose there are a lot of different magics, thank you for the correction. But yes, I do have other memories. My world was...vastly different. And you?"

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The thought of it being one world was laughable, but he also knew that the worlds that others came from was different. He didn't really want to explain where his world was, it would reveal too much about what he was and he had managed to keep that hidden for years. He saw no reason to explain that to anyone, even a stranger. "Perhaps it was, or perhaps they had a reason to do that" there was two sides to every story after all.

It seemed an odd thing to say, he hadn't known anyone being that worried about hospitality before. "It's a good way too look at it. Though now I'm more worried about what's in the garden that anyone would need protecting from" actually did he want to know the answer to that? He really wasn't sure.

Every word of his gave way to one thing; the clarity that he came from a world very far from her own and yet one that didn’t seem all that different based on what little the person in front of her gave away. She nodded. “I did not assume such a thing.” Circe was used to disaster and, equally as much, the pleasures of a life well lived. Her island had been home to all manner of things, the harsher times, the moments in which she’d simply played her game. For the most part people had upheld xenia.

“Whatever world that is, it sounds like a cold and dreadful place.” Circe moved alongside the other. For a moment she allowed herself to slip into her own thoughts. Words were spoken quietly. “One thing I can assure you of, though. Where I am from, we respect our guests. And as you are a guest, for now, I shall assure you that whatever may happen, I will not let harm come to you. Until you leave my gardens, that is a promise.” Tradition was such an old-fashioned idea, yet at times it seemed to hold more value than most things. ❧ @violentdelightstheseviolentends

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If Ganymede could have it his way, he'd never leave his apartment again. Right now he just wanted to sink into his own misery, but it didn't seem like anyone was going to let him. Or at least people he was close to. But then they didn't understand, they couldn't understand. Hera maybe was the closest, but she had been a God. He was just a mortal. It was all so impossible.

Seeing the text, he quickly splashed water on his face, trying his best to look somewhat normal. The flat was tidy enough at least, it was about all he had going for him right now. "I don't, but you don't need to do that. I don't want to waste your time" especially with memories back, something they hadn't talked about. He couldn't ask, it meant admitting it was back.

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While Idris was very pleased to remember his life before, but the life he'd led here had also given him much to be thankful for. Children, and a normalcy he'd never known as a jedi. And he loved the children this world had given him, and tended to bother them at least once a week when he could. it was one of those days today, Idris walking up to Ganymede's apartment with groceries to cook him dinner.

Idris had texted before he arrived just to give Gany some warning before he was letting himself into the apartment. "Gany! Hello! I've brought some groceries, I thought I'd cook some dinner for us tonight unless you've plans?" Idris was talking as he walked in, pausing to set the groceries on the counter before he turned to look for his son.

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"Everyday" in every crowd. Actually even when it was just someone walking past him on the street. At this point he almost wished that he would see him, it might make things easier to get the waiting over with. "Even without powers, do you really believe he'd be less powerful? Jason didn't have powers, Odysseus didn't, Hector didn't" and all of them had been formidable. He was silent for a moment, trying to make sense of what he had just heard Hera of all people admit to. "What if he's the one who is behind this whole island? He has the power to, and trapping anyone with similar powers is on brand".

"They don't, but I believe you would be looking for his face just like I have, and have yet to encounter him. And, even if he did arrive here, he would be diminished as I and the other gods are." Hera tilted her chin up, not afraid of the admission, but still not liking it. "This is another life Ganymede. And I intend to make it one free of my cheating asshole of a husband. Well, ex-husband now. He is dead to me. You should do the same."

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Well that lie hadn't worked, though unlike some of the others he wasn't really sure it would. He might be Force Sensitive, but he had hardly learnt all of the Jedi's tricks. Lie detection could easily be one of them. "Oh you wouldn't be" not with what he knew about the Jedi. All so bloody up themselves with honour and such crap. He had done what he had needed to do to survive, and hell he had been good at what he'd done. Least until one wrong choice. Or choices, he was undecided. "Don't you? Because you left a kid in that galaxy, who appears to others to be a Jedi which was a crime" and definitely hadn't helped him stay on the straight and narrow. "Yeah I won't be welcome there".

@violentdelightstheseviolentends || ❛ i don't remember, sorry. ❜ - Jod for Elyra

Elyra didn't look away, studying the man in front of her and knowing he was the boy she'd died in front of. It was a relief, to see that while he had been forced to witness something so awful, he had lived past that day into adulthood. She also knew he was lying about not remembering, but the jedi decided not to force the issue. "Ah, I see. Well, if you had remembered, I would have wanted you to know I'm glad you survived. And that I will never regret stopping to teach you. I hope what I was able to impart helped you in life. But, being that you don't remember me then I suppose I'll just have to keep that to myself, to tell you if you decide to recollect more. If you ever need to find me I've been at the jedi temple most days."

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"I have plenty of fun" ok maybe not, but that wasn't really the point. It felt wrong to spend his time chasing after pleasure when so many people suffered. He could do something about it, he had privilege after all. "That... sounds like something you need a therapist for" and perhaps he did want to ask more, but that seemed a better conversation for when he was sober. If he wanted him to know, he'd tell him willingly after all. "Ok fine, you could zig-zag. Or just pretend my spare bed is a bench and sleep on that".

"One day you'll fall for charms and it will be delightful. You need more fun." Grantaire grinned before sighing at the other's question, shifting closer so the other's hand didn't make him unsteady. "Memories. Dreams. All of it keeps me up at night, or makes the nights awful. Much more fun to get drunk and stumble up to your door." Giving Enjolras another wink he laughed at his words, shrugging lazily. "I don't need to walk straight to get home! I can zig and zag around allll i want. I'd just zag my pretty self back to my apartment. Oooh or get distracted by a bench. That happens too. Benches can be comfy."

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"I can always print them off again. I only had so I could do some work from home" although perhaps it would have been better to email them. He supposed he was still a little old-fashioned in that he preferred paper, why he had never figured out. "Where would you find stocks?" that didn't make any sense to him.

"If they're important then it is worth a bit of battering. Besides I wouldn't want you to get into any trouble." her words soft as she eyed the sidewalks around them. "You aren't going to get too much lashing for this mishap?" Helaena questioned, "though, I suppose it's not like it is back where I am from. There are no stocks here." an awkward laugh escaping her.

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"It was the right thing to do" she agreed, wondering if he actually believed that to be true. The cost of it all had been high for everyone, but they had been able to fight, when so many hadn't. The risk of Sauron remaining in power, that was far worse.

"I don't know" she replied, deciding that honesty was the best action here. "However I think we can try to be. Even if it may not last, it is better to be happy for a short time than not at all".

.｡.:*☆ "Sure. We did fight for our homes. Our friends. Families. It had been the right thing to do," Frodo agreed, even smiling a little as he did. Yet, sometimes, he did wonder. Wonder if he would still have kept the ring with knowing what was laying in front of him. In front of all of them. Because, really, Frodo was not sure if the answer would be a yes...

"Do you think we can be happy here?" He finally asked, not wanting to dwell on it. "That we can cherish this chance and just be happy?"

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"Why not?" he asked, wondering what possible reason there could be to do anything else. "We didn't do anything wrong then be standing in the room. Do you want to blame for something that isn't your fault? Because I as sure don't" admittedly he never wanted the blame when it was his fault either.

Eric had to think for a moment, because he wasn't sure if he should follow the first option or be an honest person. However, he didn't have his title in this city and he sure didn't want to end up going to jail or whatever they would do to him. "I like the first option...I just don't know if we should do that..."