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Post by Mierin on May 9, 2011 12:28:15 GMT -5
Alice lets Jason continue to sleep as she smiles at the memory of staying at her grandmother's house as a child. Alice gets up and quickly gets dressed and heads downstairs and greets her grandmother. "Morning."
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Post by dakota on May 10, 2011 8:51:33 GMT -5
"Good morning sleepyhead." Grandmother mused as she cooked. " Was starting to wonder if I was ging to have to fetch the pair of you." she looked up at the clock that said 11:30. alice's watch said 7:30. " You slept half the day away, and loverboy is still drooling on his pillow I bet." She paused, her eyes disfocusesd," You had better see to him, something feels wrong."
As alice stood in the kitchen, she could sense the problem as well. Telepathically she could feel Jason's unrest. again his nightmares were taking a hold on him, stronger than normal.
alexandra sighed," I think jet lag is getting the better of him too. go, before he ruins my bedroom thining he's back in his fishbowl or whatever it was. GO!"
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Post by Mierin on May 12, 2011 16:15:17 GMT -5
A look of concern comes over Alice's face as she nods before running back upstairs to where Jason is and she tries to wake him up from whatever nightmare he was having.
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Post by dakota on May 14, 2011 10:54:01 GMT -5
Jason actually tried to fight Alice's touch off at first, shrugging away roughly as he grumbled something "No... won't go back.... I won't" As he pulled away, it felt like he was trying to break free of being restrained.
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Post by Mierin on May 16, 2011 23:39:56 GMT -5
Alice attempts to use telepathy to get through to Jason as she tries to shake him awake. 'Jason, it's me Alice. You're just dreaming. Wake up.'
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Post by dakota on May 17, 2011 8:31:22 GMT -5
" *snort* *grunt* Huh?" Jason said, startled awake as he sat up with a start and looked around. His focus settled on Alice as he tried to clear cobwebs. " Alice? What's wrong? Is everything okay?"
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Post by Mierin on May 18, 2011 9:16:40 GMT -5
Alice looks concerned as she says "You were having a nightmare. A pretty bad one from what I could tell. I was trying to wake you up."
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Post by dakota on May 18, 2011 20:53:24 GMT -5
Jason looked around. "Sorry. I... I dind't even know I ...," he looked at Alice," They're getting worse, aren't they?"
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Post by Mierin on May 21, 2011 0:13:49 GMT -5
Alice nods, still looking concerned as she replies, "It seems like it. I could feel something... a sense of unrest telepathically, like the nightmare was stronger."
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Post by dakota on May 21, 2011 8:42:10 GMT -5
Jason frowned. " Great. My messed up head is starting to bother you too." He flipped back the covers and slid passed Alice, and started to get up. He laughed slightly," Sorry I'm so screwed up. What's for breakfast? It smells good."
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Post by Mierin on May 22, 2011 0:33:07 GMT -5
Alice forces a weak smile as she says, "I just wish there was something I could do to help you so they didn't bother you so much." Standing up, Alice answers "Grams is making french toast."
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Post by dakota on May 22, 2011 1:14:44 GMT -5
Jason chuckled, a clear effort to lighten the mood," does that mean if I want English muffins, I have to Paris?" There was no bashfulness as he changed and dressed into clean clothes. " It's okay Alice. Someday we'll find someone who can unscramble things enough my head works right." He kissed her forehead before pulling on his shirt.
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Post by Mierin on May 22, 2011 17:15:45 GMT -5
Alice continues to weakly smile and after Jason has gotten changed, she hugs him briefly. "I hope so." she says softly. Once Jason is dressed she heads downstairs with him and goes into the kitchen and asks her grandmother, "Is there anything I can help with, Grams?"
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Post by dakota on May 25, 2011 4:17:47 GMT -5
Grandmother turned away from the stove," No dear, unless you want to set up the table." She glanced at Jason," You young man have some serious issues to attend to."
"Yes ma'am." Jason wasn't in the fighting mood this morning. " Need some one to get inside my head and tweak my memories a bit."
" That can be done." Alexandra said with a knowing tone as she began scooping french toast from the pain. She turned and set the plte on the the table. " Go ahead, I ate hours ago."
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Post by Mierin on May 25, 2011 21:26:56 GMT -5
Alice looks at her grandmother with a curious expression as she takes some french toast and put some syrup on it. "What do you mean? how can it be done?"
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