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[outlierdirector]

OCEANVIEW I

blinded by reflections.

Is there anybody out there?
Someone who can hear me and drink from the light
To see things from the same side
Is there anybody out there? CODE BY TESSISAMESS

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[outlierdirector]

...I'm sure someone would tell you. Emily. Steve. [ She glances to the side, shifting slightly. It's not something she wants to think about. But, it's possible. Especially if she keeps pissing the Board off. ] I'd make sure of it. Or, if a mold monster got me.

[ She smiles a bit. ] Maybe it's time to try a different genre?

[ Jesse takes a seat on the bed. She'd prefer to pick up where they left off... but the time might have passed for that. Maybe just sitting and talking is the best. Until he has to go back through the Spiral Door. ]

It's up to you.

[crazyisinevitable]

[ It's clear from Alan's expression that he doesn't like talking about this either, but it feels like something he should be preparing himself for. Somehow. ] I think if the Director of the FBC gets eliminated, letting me know isn't going to be high up on their list of priorities.

[ He can't explain why, except for the fact that his attraction to Jesse is making him feel very strongly about this particular subject, but even just the thought of learning Jesse was gone, regardless of how it happened, leaves an empty feeling inside him. ]

I don't know what I could do about it, but if it meant the difference between... between losing you and keeping you here, I'd find a way to bring the fight to the Board. Or a mold monster. [ A mold monster is more doable. The Board is probably something Alan can't do anything about. ]

It probably wouldn't hurt to branch out from that, although it might take me some time to get used to it. I'm pretty sure that some of the more avid followers would come along. [ Or maybe they wouldn't. Maybe it'd all be a total flop.

He moves to sit next to her on the bed. He'd also like to pick up where they left off, but how much time does he still have? How will he know when he needs to go? If it was solely up to him, he wouldn't go, but he knows he'll have to at some point. ]

I don't know. Honestly, I just like being here with you, doing something, not doing something, whatever we decide. [ It's vague and he knows it, but he spends so much time moving around, chasing after ideas, running from other things, that sometimes, it's just nice to sit. ]