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Apr. 1st, 2011 07:34 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
[a long pause, here. and then she kind of coughs a bit.] - ah, it's working?
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...Um, yes... hello. [clears her throat.] This is Asano Rin. You can leave a message if you need.
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...Um, yes... hello. [clears her throat.] This is Asano Rin. You can leave a message if you need.
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Date: 2010-11-08 07:03 am (UTC)[And he demonstrates. LOOK AT THOSE SAD PUPPY EYES, RIN. No one can resist.]
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Date: 2010-11-08 07:19 am (UTC)So. Tell me who you were thinking of.
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Date: 2010-11-08 07:20 am (UTC)Edgeworth.
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Date: 2010-11-08 07:21 am (UTC)Give me your reasoning.
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Date: 2010-11-08 07:24 am (UTC)You know... from the moment I got here, he felt familiar to me.
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Date: 2010-11-08 07:26 am (UTC)[He glances up, leaning back in his chair.]
And he thinks it, too. I mean, not that we's familiar, but he were the one who thought o' it first, not me.
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Date: 2010-11-08 07:29 am (UTC)What brought that thought on?
you KNOW it
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Date: 2010-11-08 11:35 am (UTC)It's possible. It's entirely possible, and if he also thinks so...
What do you want to do?
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Date: 2010-11-08 01:59 pm (UTC)D'ya remember him? Or-- the guy who were like him, anyway. The lawyer?
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Date: 2010-11-08 04:38 pm (UTC)It makes sense to me. I remember some people more clearly then others... I don't know why. I can only think it must be the Core, or whatever brought us here interfering. But like I said, he felt familiar. I felt... [she drums her fingers on the table a moment.] ...more comfortable around him, I suppose? Exactly as if he was someone I'd met before, even if I couldn't remember exactitudes.
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