Locked to Household (748 Partridge Drive)
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[One thing that Barnaby hadn't experienced throughout the entirety of his adult life was waking up in a bed that was not his own, let alone next to a woman he didn't remember. Instinct told him to be quiet, so he did. He explored the room a little and found nothing but photos that made no
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Who are you?
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In this place, I believe I am your Father. My name is Barnaby. And you are?
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[She isn't going to be feeling very cooperative until she understands more about her situation. Or maybe it's just willfulness. He doesn't seem all that threatening, but she isn't convinced he's not the enemy.]
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To the extent of my knowledge, you haven't been captured. Nor have I been the one doing the capturing. I'd wager that this place isn't the place we both originally come from. [Although he has no idea how that is even possible.] I wasn't married. I didn't have children and I lived in the city. My partner...
[A dark look crosses his features and he turns so he isn't facing the girl anymore.]
We aren't where we came from. At least I don't think we are.
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Good afternoon.
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[He stands and holds a hand out for the horse to sniff.]
May I?
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it was going well, too, until he picked out a book from one of the higher shelves, misjudged every ounce of physics behind the situation and caused a mass of old, dusty books to fall over his head and the topple across the chairs behind him.]
Ack-- ow! H-Hey, no, don't do that! [clutching at his head, he deemed spouting orders at the things to be a good idea. from his hunched over position, looking a bit like a shocked and injured puppy, he glanced over at a seemingly older blond male sitting at the table he had ( ... )
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He opted to start picking up the books, trying to help the guy on the floor. He smiled a little at him.]
I'd like to say that I didn't, but you look like you could use a little help.
[He sets the books down and holds out a hand to help the boy up.]
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talk about first impressions; he was sure he couldn't feel more embarrassed than he did then.]
Just my luck... Sorry, I hope I didn't interrupt you or anything. I should clean these up before the librarian notices and gives us both an earful.
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[The most he had gained was a strange understanding of just how vanilla this town was. How unnaturally optimistic and perfectionist this town was and how it was starting to make him a bit uncomfortable.]
Let me help you.
[He gathers up the books he set on the table and walks over to the shelf.]
My name is Barnaby. What's yours?
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That's a lovely song.
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So when she notices that someone's listened to it, she grins, turns around and bows. Always nice to have an audience, even if it isn't intended.]
Thanks!
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You're welcome. Do you sing often?
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Bunny?!
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Kotetsu. What is this nonsense?
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Okay, this'll all make sense once I explain it.
...actually, it probably won't. But I'll try to anyway!
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Please do. You could start with telling me where we are.
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