[1 FanFiction] Dollhouse
Titel: Heart and Soul
Author: qfemale
Beta: crearealidad
Characters: Paul Ballard/Mellie, Adelle DeWitt, Boyd Langton
Raiting: G
Spoilers: 'Man on the Street' and 'Omega' for details, but generally all of S1
Timeline: This is set very shortly after the happenings of 'Omega'
Summary: November is having dinner with a new friend. People talk.
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"Excuse me. I don’t think I got your name?" He looks at her. "Madeline. Madeline Costley."
And just like that, the memory is gone.
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"Hello." She says.
He doesn't know the voice, all he knows is that the word was directed at him so he turns slowly around and looks at the woman who said it. "Hello?" He's not sure if this is the appropriate reply so he says it as a question. There is not really much he knows.
"You can sit here." She tells him and proceeds to eat her meal.
He looks at the three empty chairs around the table at which she sits then his eyes wander over the rest of the empty tables and chairs. There is only one other person sitting at a table across the hall. Was it a hall?
He sits down and puts his tray on the table. "Why can I sit here?" He asks her before he looks at his meal. Rice with some pieces of fish and a rather large portion of broccoli. He doesn't remember if he even likes broccoli, all he knows is that vegetables will help him be his best.
"Because you look familiar. Do I know you?" She looks at him as only a child can look at someone, expecting them to tell her absolutely everything she doesn't know. But he doesn't recognize this look on her face and thus only says: "I don't know. Do I know you?"
Neither of them knows the proper reply to a question they cannot answer but instead of thinking about this, they both focus their attention on their meal again.
"I don't think I like fish very much." He says and puts his fork down. "I like broccoli!", is her response, almost enthusiastically. "It helps me be my best." He just nods.
After another few bites of their meals, she watches two people up on the gallery shake hands before they speak to each other. "I am November.", she says, being reminded that it's polite to introduce oneself. "What is your name?" She doesn't hold out her hand unlike the people up on the gallery because she thinks it's unpractical to put her fork down in the middle of her meal.
"My name is Kilo." He tilts his head a little. It doesn't feel like it's his name, but that's what they call him. They both continue eating their meal in silence.
"Are they grouping?" Boyd asks as he looks down over the food court, watching Kilo and November sitting at the same table and having dinner.
"Grouping?" Adelle almost sounds amused. "You are spending way too much time with Toper, Mr Langton!"
"Maybe so, but don't you think it's peculiar that just two hours after you have added Mr Ballard to your inventory, he is already spending time with the one person you had spying on him?" He wants to add the part where Ballard had intimate relations with the imprint known as Mellie but choses to keep his personal conflict about it all on the inside.
"Sometimes we can't have it all, Mr Langton." Her voice is stern and so is the expression she gives him just before she walks away.
A moment later she would tell Topher what a fabulous job he did with the Madeline imprint on November and how it all had fooled Agent Ballard.
Her stomach feels a little upset as she opens the door to the office, but it is nothing compared to the guilt that is slowly consuming her heart and soul.
Maybe it is time she had some memories removed from her own brain, she thinks, then wonders if she's done this before as the door closes behind her and Topher greets her with a smile.
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END
Thank you for reading. Comments are appreciated :-)
Author: qfemale
Beta: crearealidad
Characters: Paul Ballard/Mellie, Adelle DeWitt, Boyd Langton
Raiting: G
Spoilers: 'Man on the Street' and 'Omega' for details, but generally all of S1
Timeline: This is set very shortly after the happenings of 'Omega'
Summary: November is having dinner with a new friend. People talk.
---
"Excuse me. I don’t think I got your name?" He looks at her. "Madeline. Madeline Costley."
And just like that, the memory is gone.
---
"Hello." She says.
He doesn't know the voice, all he knows is that the word was directed at him so he turns slowly around and looks at the woman who said it. "Hello?" He's not sure if this is the appropriate reply so he says it as a question. There is not really much he knows.
"You can sit here." She tells him and proceeds to eat her meal.
He looks at the three empty chairs around the table at which she sits then his eyes wander over the rest of the empty tables and chairs. There is only one other person sitting at a table across the hall. Was it a hall?
He sits down and puts his tray on the table. "Why can I sit here?" He asks her before he looks at his meal. Rice with some pieces of fish and a rather large portion of broccoli. He doesn't remember if he even likes broccoli, all he knows is that vegetables will help him be his best.
"Because you look familiar. Do I know you?" She looks at him as only a child can look at someone, expecting them to tell her absolutely everything she doesn't know. But he doesn't recognize this look on her face and thus only says: "I don't know. Do I know you?"
Neither of them knows the proper reply to a question they cannot answer but instead of thinking about this, they both focus their attention on their meal again.
"I don't think I like fish very much." He says and puts his fork down. "I like broccoli!", is her response, almost enthusiastically. "It helps me be my best." He just nods.
After another few bites of their meals, she watches two people up on the gallery shake hands before they speak to each other. "I am November.", she says, being reminded that it's polite to introduce oneself. "What is your name?" She doesn't hold out her hand unlike the people up on the gallery because she thinks it's unpractical to put her fork down in the middle of her meal.
"My name is Kilo." He tilts his head a little. It doesn't feel like it's his name, but that's what they call him. They both continue eating their meal in silence.
"Are they grouping?" Boyd asks as he looks down over the food court, watching Kilo and November sitting at the same table and having dinner.
"Grouping?" Adelle almost sounds amused. "You are spending way too much time with Toper, Mr Langton!"
"Maybe so, but don't you think it's peculiar that just two hours after you have added Mr Ballard to your inventory, he is already spending time with the one person you had spying on him?" He wants to add the part where Ballard had intimate relations with the imprint known as Mellie but choses to keep his personal conflict about it all on the inside.
"Sometimes we can't have it all, Mr Langton." Her voice is stern and so is the expression she gives him just before she walks away.
A moment later she would tell Topher what a fabulous job he did with the Madeline imprint on November and how it all had fooled Agent Ballard.
Her stomach feels a little upset as she opens the door to the office, but it is nothing compared to the guilt that is slowly consuming her heart and soul.
Maybe it is time she had some memories removed from her own brain, she thinks, then wonders if she's done this before as the door closes behind her and Topher greets her with a smile.
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END
Thank you for reading. Comments are appreciated :-)