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"Oh...." Clary feigned a smile, not wanting to seem glum that her friend had brought her flowers. "They're beautiful." Her smile reached her eyes now, as her mood shifted. She'd been experiencing her own blanks in memories. Now that she'd gotten some of them back, she realized just how many there were missing. How many were STILL missing. "How are you doing?" Talking about something else, anything else would be a nice change of pace. "It's so sweet of you to bring me flowers. Maybe I could paint you something to return the favor." @crimsnclver

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   "OH HEY! I BROUGHT YOU SOME FLOWERS! I HOPE YOU LIKE A BIT OF PINK." Lydia couldn't help but notice how some around were a bit glum, herself at times included due to the weird blanks in her memories. Regardless, she was doing her best to bring some sunshine to everyone's day.

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Yelena, was not an introvert. Well, in truth she described herself as "an extroverted introvert." There were times she felt social, but most of the time she needed time to be alone. To recharge. But tonight, she was three drinks in and feeling pretty intrigued but the curmudgeon she was seated next to. "You're a real charmer, you know that?" Yelena turned her head from side to side as she refrained from rolling her eyes. No, she was having too much fun to be annoyed. "You look familiar...." She invaded his personal space to lean in and take a good look at him. "Hmmmm. It'll come to me." Squinting her eyes a little as though she was suspicious of him, but she was just playing. "Come on, next round's on me if you tell me why you're so cranky?" @daydrcamings

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"i'm not interested in your company." bucky stated outright before downing a shot. "not interested in any company so i suggest you find somewhere else to sit. someone else to bug." at least he was honest, right? at least he didn't lead people on. he made it clear that he didn't want to speak to people right now. bucky was an introvert through and through and that was unlikely to change any time soon. he only had a handful of people he allowed in.

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"What?" Samantha was a little surprised by the question. It was odd, to say the least- but what did she know? She didn't have a degree. She didn't have much of an education at all, to be fair, but she had plenty of street smarts to make up for it. "Not....recently..." She was being as honest as she could. She'd taken plenty of hits, barely surviving many of her attacks. And there had, been many. "I have a....different kind of trauma. I get bounced around a lot to different doctors, I'll understand....if you can't treat me." Her understanding was a lot less than she made it out to be. @crimsnclver

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"THIS IS GOING TO SOUND LIKE A WEIRD QUESTION, BUT I'M GOING TO NEED TO ASK IT IN ORDER TO FIND OUT WHAT HAPPENED." Rory gave them a moment, leaning forward a little in the rolling chair in the doctors office. "Have you hit your head recently? Fallen or anything like that? That'll help us sort out what's going on with you to know anything like that."

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"Hey, just wanted to see if this seat was taken?" Sam chuckled a little bit. "I'm pretty sick of standing around awkwardly awaiting my....." she didn't want to say it out loud, but she was waiting for her behavioral health referral. That her psychiatrist had reccomended her to someone more advanced in that field, due to sam's trauma. She understood why, but it still frustrated her that she was constantly bounced around fro psych to psych without getting any actual help. "I could use some fresh air." She was about to sit, when she hesitated. "Are you allowed to be out here? If i sit here, am I going to be an accomplice to a crime?" She was partially joking. @fcdcdmcmories

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HE KNEW THAT HE WAS LUCKY TO HAVE GOTTEN HIS NEW JOB. honestly, it was all thanks to mr. lodge that he had been moved to the VIP wing of the hospital and it wasn't as if there was anything else that he could have asked for, except for.. the chance to get the fuck out of here. that was what he wanted most of all, because he couldn't be trapped in the hospital at the moment and yet .. it seemed as if he was. god fucking damn it, right? that was precisely why he had found his way outside and was currently sitting on a bench, hoping to get some fresh air. "i know, i know. i shouldn't be out here, but .. i'll go back inside soon. just really wanted to get some FRESH AIR, you know?" not bothering to look and assuming the other was here to drag him back inside. he didn't want to go. not just yet.

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Yelena pursed her lips as though deep in thought. "You want that list alphabetically....orrrrr." She laughed a little. "demons." It was a deflective answer, but she wasn't about to get into her past, not with a stranger. Probably not anyone. Maybe ever. "Oh you've been?" She was genuinely intrigued. "For work, or for pleasure? Hard to imagine anyone would go there for pleasure..." Her life had been hard there. Maybe worse than most, but better than some. At least she was fed in the red room, which was more than she could say for a large percentage of her countrymen. "As it just so happens, I am NOT scared of rats. I think we'll be quite cozy." @springbandit

"Safe-house? Who are you running from?" She asked, a curious brow knitting in concern as to whether or not she might be being serious, and if so, was this stranger going to bring trouble to her neighbourhood along with her. "Russian, huh? The cities are nice in the summer, but, I never hang around anywhere longer than I have to." she shrugged, making small idle chatter to try and fend off any further nonsense. "I'm on a job. Owner's thinking of renovating. You mightn't want to get too cosy here. At least, not if you're scared of rats."

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"Jace....I" She looked into his golden eyes. "Yes......" It would feel so good to be held right now. Clary felt close to him, yet so far away. "I feel like i know you, but I don't, at the same time." She remembered so much, but knew there was probably an equal amount, if not more, that she didn't remember. "Tell me about our life....about the dark haired girl, the dark haired boy...I think he's her brother. The boy with glasses.....the guy who does magic?" She filtered through it all, as best as she could. "I know I'd remember if I thought long and hard enough, but I want you to tell me. Tell me everything?" Green eyes longing for answers. @belovedwaters

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She was so beautiful but he was terrified. Terrified he’d somehow break her. That he’d take her fragile heart and mine and give it more lines of stress. This felt like when Magnus had taken her memories. Taken everything. His golden eyes were so careful. So worried but he loved her. Hell, he loved her with everything. He didn’t flinch at her touch but his body started. It was familiar. Warm. “Clary. Clary,” he related reverently. “You do?.. can I hold you?” He only said it for her. Only soft for her.

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She didn't know what to do. Where to begin. Memories flooding your mind all at once is...staggering. It's too fast for your brain to process. Clary was trying to keep her wits about her while still seeing it all in her mind. "Yes, please." The swarm was beginning to decline in speed as she watched several films at once in her head. Clary placed a hand on his arm, almost without thinking. A reflex from time past, muscle memory to reach out and hold on to Jace as tightly as she can. "Jace..." She said, rubbing a temple. "I remember now...." @belovedwaters

Concern danced in his features. He loved the redhead in front of him more than anything. He'd tear the world apart for her. Seeing her so confused and in pain pulled at his heart. It wasn't any different even if she didn't remember him. He'd reached out to her until she said his name. His spine straightening. His breath stuttering. "Clary." its said font like a prayer and a plea. "Can we sit?"

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"Gale, it's me." Sam had adopted the habit of wearing a hoodie everywhere she went, hood drawn up over her head dipped as low over her face as she could. She had this hopeful theory that if no one could see her face, they wouldn't stalk her. No more ghost faces would ever find her if she did a good enough job of "not existing." She hoped. She really, really hoped. "I came to see you, not impose on your......" The brunette glanced around "....work." She smiled a little, lifting the hood from her face. @lcvenderhcze

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"YES, YES, I KNOW. ME, GALE WEATHERS, COVERING THE DESTRUCTION OF A STUPID LITTLE BAR, WHEN THIS WAS JUST A CLEAR ROBBERY. IT'S LAME. FEEL FREE TO LAUGH." she and her crew had been called over to report on the fact that the bar of one john kramer had apparently been trashed over night and the owner himself was missing and.. well, gale was annoyed. of course she was. she wanted the big news - the ones that would put her name in the spotlight and not these. "still, doesn't give you the right to be snooping around here while we're recording, so.. leave, hm? unless you knew the guy or something?" that'd interest her, right? oh, yes. for sure.

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"I was hoping it might make a good safe-house." Yelena smiled, but the sarcasm was bleeding through. It would be diificult to decipher whether or not she was being genuine. "I've never been to jail, but I'm russian. That's basically a prison." Sure, she was over-sharing, but what was this stranger going to about it? Who was she going to tell. Yelena was certain she'd never see this girl again, anyway. "What about you?" The way the stranger had snapped at her had piqued the blonde's interest. Never a good thing. @springbandit

"You realise you shouldn't be in here, right?" Mittens was used to people getting in the way whenever she went to photograph abandoned places. From teenagers looking for a cool place to hang out, to old men trying to make a quick buck stripping wires, she'd seen it all and absolutely none of it impressed her. "So, go on, what's your 'get out of jail free' card, huh? Your puppy run in here? Your friend's missing? You thought you saw a ghost? C'mon, out with it. What's your excuse?"

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"Oh yes, right away sir." Her voice was comically deep as she saluted him. "Or whatever it is people do in your honor. Curtesy, maybe?" Yelena threw a bar peanut high into the sky, catching it with her mouth. She resembled the cat who ate the canary, grinning at him. "What's got you brooding in your cups tonight?" She was awfully tired of hearing humans complain. She's always had to rely on herself, there was too much wining in the world. A god, though? Surely his problems would be much more interesting. @bejcwcled

"if you're going to use a title i much prefer your majesty." honestly did he care anymore how he was addressed by the mortals? no. whether or not they praised him didn't matter. the people whose opinions did matter thought of him favorably or at least they had before he ended up here. who knows what had happened to the tva and timeline now that he was no longer at the end of time. "i'm lucky? please enlighten me why." he asked tilting his head to the side, curious. "oh just what i need a child shadow." he rolled his eyes. great another babysitter. "whiskey is fine. i stopped caring about the taste a while ago." @starrcrxssed

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"We meet again, lord of lies." Was that his name? Sounded right to her. "How lucky you are, we meet again." Yelena had found it fun, annoying Loki anytime they ran into each other. She knew he wasn't exactly a fan, but if she only ever ung out with people who liked her, it would a lonely existence. "Don't worry, I'll grow on you." the blonde smiled. There was no warmth in that smile, however- and there was no mirth in her eyes. "I'll happily buy you a drink." Yelena motioned for the bartender to come their way. "I'll have a whiskey neat, and whatever my bestie here wants." She placed her card on the counter, instructing the tender to keep a tab open. She had a feeling it was going to be a long night.

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loki had done something stupid. he had kissed his best friend or was it now former best friend? he had just wanted mobius to be quiet, to shut up and listen to him. shocking him had seemed like a good idea in the moment and what better way to do that then to kiss him? but now he didn’t know where he stood with the other. he didn’t really know where he stood in most of his relationships. was his mother happy with him or angry about how she had died? the choices he had made? stephen… well that man was just a mystery. were they a couple? a fling? the only relationship he understood was stark. the animosity was glaringly obvious. he appreciated the ability to predict one conversation.

he sighed and took another drink from his glass. was this his third or fourth? eh it didn’t matter. he hadn’t had enough to forget the mistakes he’d made recently. the sound of someone walking up behind him and the smell of some cologne/perfume alerted him to a new person’s presence. “unless you’re about to buy me another drink leave me alone.” @walstarterblog

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"Dewey?" But he -did- look different. WAY different. There was something in his eyes though, something familiar. she hadn't known Dewey that long, or very well, but something was urging her to believe him. "You're.... Dewey?" Her head was spinning, trying to grapple all of this information, which seemed to be coming at her a hundred miles a minute. "But you....you....died, I saw it." Yes, she'd heard about the others coming back, but this was too weird. "What about Tara?" All of this was too much.

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"HEY, SAM. DO YOU .. DO YOU REMEMBER ME?" he knew that he looked .. different . he knew that he looked much, much more different and .. right now, he didn't know if anyone was going to recognise him. after all, he had been much older when he had died and he felt as if everything had been turned around now. most people did not remember him but gale was gone and .. what was he supposed to do if not do what she would have expected of him, he wondered? "it's dewey. dewey riley. i need to talk to you. it's about your sister. TARA?"

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"US?" Cassie asked, a little excitedly. Her confusion was growing more intense by each passing moment. "You mean....there's more people...who think they know me?" The concern on the girl's face....Cassie could see it was genuine. "Hey, ok let's...let's go sit down ok?" She wasn't always the most empathetic person, or at least, that's what she wanted the world to think. She closed her heart as much as she could, otherwise she'd fall apart anytime she was working on saving someone's life. "Where is it...we've met before? Tell me about this Anya and...Mattie, was it?"

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"OH MY GOD. DON'T TELL ME THAT YOU FORGOT ABOUT US? CASSIE? PLEASE?" was julia freaking out? yes, one could say that she was and... right now, she didn't see that changing anytime soon. they needed cassie. she had been the one to bring them out when everything had turned dark and when all of them had lost their families and.. this was important, wasn't it? she liked to think so. "cornwall! you met me and anya and mattie.. you saved our lives. please." @starrcrxssed

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She didn't recognize the man calling after her. She searched his face, hoping to find something familiar. Clary's heart began to race. "We knew each other....in the -other- time...didn't we?" She wasn't sure what else to call it just yet. She knew that before London, she'd lived a life with memories she was unable to access. Something about his eyes, yes, she knew she had known him. For some reason, she got the feeling they didn't get along very well. "Jace? Yes....we've....met." It was a strange way to put it, seeing as she knew she'd known him before as well. "What's your name?" She ran a hand through her strawberry blonde locks, clearly distressed.

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clary was by no means his best friend, that was for sure. the two had never really been super close but... right now? her's was one of the few familiar faces he'd seen around this place. "clary. hey." he greeted, nodding towards her. "how long you been here? you seen jace? izzy?" alec questioned, the hope obvious in his tone as he looked at the other. "please tell me that it's not just you around here."

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"back?" Cassie was confused. The girl did look a little bit familiar, but she couldn't place her. Even the sound of her voice rung some kind of bell. As she studied the girl's face, she began to feel frustrated that she just couldnt reach it in her mind. "Usually I'm good with faced but....I'm sorry I just can't remember where we've met before..." She wasn't great at friendly conversation.....but things had taken a weird turn here. "Julia.....?" She waited for the stranger to state her last name, maybe that would help her remember. "Girl?" Ok this was getting more strange by the moment and Cassie had no idea what was going on." @lcvenderhcze

"Can I get a little help here?!" Cassie called out to her team, but everyone seemed busy. Panic started to creep in, but this wasn't her first rodeo. There were so few of them today, she knew she wasn't getting any back up in the near future. She continued to work on her patient until they were able to sit up. "Sir, you're going to be ok, ok?" She waited until he was properly placed on a stretcher, and then that's when it happened. In her mind's eye, suddenly a flash showed her a person standing and watching her. Turning around, Cassie was surprised to see that very person. "Hello? Can I help you?" Her tone was less than helpful.

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Clary's head was still swimming. She tried to recall everything she'd just seen. Like a memory, but different at the same time. A dream she'd had, or a movie she saw as a kid. It was a blur, but a few things stood out. The stranger, she'd seen him, heard him, felt him. It had been so vivid and real in the moment. "Jace...." She did know him, she just...knew him. "What is happening? I feel like there are....that i have two selves...." One that had her strange memories, that part of her remembered clearly, but another who had no idea what was happening in them. "How do we know each other? What -was- all of that?" @belovedwaters

Jace felt his heart racing. He didn't care what happened to him, but Clary was a different story. He would forsake everything for this girl. Having practice with Izzy and not knowing her reaction here, he worried about helping her to the bench by touch. He was always calm. Always joking. Yet, that didn't mean he was already dying at the same time. Saw you in my head. So there was hope. Like when Magnus had first messed with her mind. "Clary.." he whispered. The sight revelation again. Did he shows his stele? Try to help her? He didn't know. Wanted to scream or throw something. "You should sit. Your brow is furrowed..." like it usually is when you are in pain or devastated. But he couldn't say that. "I don't know all of it. Trust me. But we know each other."

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"You're.....we, are in London?" Sam was confused by his question. How could he not know where they were currently. It was fairly obvious. "Are....you ok?" She was concerned for his well-being, and the well-being of others. He was wearing a green....suit of some kind. Not the usual London attire. "What is this?" She gestured to his outfit. She had no idea what was going on, or what he was talking about but whoever this man was- he was clearly unstable and therefore unpredictable. In other words, Sam was a little afraid.

HE DIDN'T KNOW WHERE HE WAS. no matter how hard he tried, he could not remember how he had gotten here and.. yes, it was more than confusing. it was terrifying and the fact that he was still in his suit- god, no. no. no. this wasn't supposed to be happening. if he was here? did that mean that he was not.. healed? did that mean that .. he could go back to being who he very much did not want to be at.. any given minute? when he heard a loud noise? he jumped, turning around. "I'M.. MY NAME IS NORMAN OSBORN. CAN YOU TELL ME WHERE I AM?" hoping that they would not be freaked out by the suit? yes, yes, he very much was. @walstarterblog

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