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Feb. 8, 2013 at 9:30 pm

Sable sighed and shook his head. "I'm not a girl."

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Feb. 8, 2013 at 9:40 pm

She held out her hand to retrieve the paper, then drew Tink’s boyfriend.  The pixie dust keeper. For some reason, she couldn’t remember his name for the life of her, but she remembered what he looked like.  “For the record, that’s actual size, Mr. six-foot-three,” she said, handing the paper back to Sable.  She got off the couch and started pacing around.  It was a nervous habit.

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Feb. 8, 2013 at 9:44 pm

"These don't even look like real creatures, they look like...well, like they're simple drawings of the imagination." Sable looked up at her. "And anyway, the only difference I'm seeing is size."

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Feb. 8, 2013 at 9:50 pm

“It is a drawing—I can’t exactly take a picture of one.  Science indicates they don’t exist, that’s the human interpretation of what a fairy is.  It’s from a movie.”  She started pacing faster.  According to science, she shouldn’t be here right now.  Sable shouldn’t be here.  Yes, there was the possibility of other life forms and parallel universes, but who really believed that?  She certainly didn’t—not till recently, that is.  She took another piece of paper and started drawing Sable, for lack of any other subject.

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Feb. 8, 2013 at 9:55 pm

"Well the original idea of fairies were magical creatures with colorful insect wings and fair skin. That is our ancestors." Sable told her. "And what exactly is a...movie?"

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Feb. 8, 2013 at 10:06 pm

She glanced at him, partially because of his question, partially for her drawing.  “Right.  It’s like a story told with moving pictures and sounds.  They’re really long and appear in special boxes called televisions.  They also have a special building with a big picture screen, called a movie theater.”

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Feb. 8, 2013 at 10:08 pm

"You're explaining like I'm stupid." Sable said, crossing his arms. "I know about technology, I just want to know how they relate to it."

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Feb. 8, 2013 at 10:24 pm

“How am I supposed to know what you know?  What this world has?  I’ve been here for little more than three hours, and two of those were spent huddling in a bloodstained alley,” she said defensively.  “How do they relate to it? They just…do.  We have empathy and sympathy.  I mean, when something sad happens to someone, doesn't that make you feel sorry for them?” she thought about what she just said. "Never mind."

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Feb. 8, 2013 at 10:28 pm

Sable stood. "This conversation has become useless and irrelevent." He muttered, walking away into his bedroom.

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Feb. 8, 2013 at 10:41 pm

Lynn watched him disappear into his bedroom.  “Sorry to disappoint you with my conversation skills,” she muttered, not caring that he could probably hear her.  She shook her head.  How annoying.  Tossing her notebook on the floor beside her, she sat on the couch and tried to piece together how she could’ve gotten here.  But anything after two weeks ago was nothing but blurs and fragments.  Whatever happened, it had affected her memory.

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Feb. 8, 2013 at 10:45 pm

Sable took a quick shower. Ten minutes after disappearing into his room, he came back out in nothing but a pair of cotton pants with wet hair and a towel draped over his shoulders. He went into the kitchen and opened up a small box that was their version of a refrigerator, getting out a chunk of meat.

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Feb. 8, 2013 at 10:59 pm

It wasn’t too long before Sable reemerged, shirtless and wet from a shower.  Despite herself, she blushed again.  She was thankful that she had loosened her hair from its bun; it provided adequate cover.  She remained silent, refraining from looking in his direction again.

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Feb. 8, 2013 at 11:01 pm

"You hungry?" Sable asked, putting the meat in a skillet and putting it on a woodburning stove.

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Feb. 8, 2013 at 11:13 pm

She frowned.  Yes, she should probably eat.  If most the food is poisonous to humans, then it would be wise to never refuse anything edible.  Darn this logic.  Looking down, she nodded.  “Yeah…”

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Feb. 8, 2013 at 11:17 pm

"Do humans consume venison?" Sable asked, getting some wood and lighting up the stove.

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Feb. 8, 2013 at 11:35 pm

“Yeah, they do.”  She glanced upward, to the ceiling. She always thought about seemingly random things.  What she was thinking about now is the effect of water on an insect’s wings.  If you get their wings wet, they no longer function.  Sometimes you get permanent damage.  She wondered how Sable got around that—his wings seemed to have a similar structure to a butterfly’s.

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Feb. 8, 2013 at 11:39 pm

"I'll have to start hunting for it regularly then." Sable mumbled. "Rare for us to hunt. They're plentiful but not a challenge. We leave them to our real prey."

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Feb. 8, 2013 at 11:53 pm

Not too regularly, I hope.  I’d hate to be stuck here for a long time.  She was still upset with this whole situation, but her curiosity urged her to move on and ask questions.  “Why do you seek a challenge when hunting for food?” she asked, “On earth, it’s common to go for what is easily attainable and guaranteed…then again, few are lucky enough to even catch a deer.”

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Feb. 9, 2013 at 12:00 am

"When hunting, fun is the priority. Feeding ourselves is just another objective. Half the time you'll see someone buying food off a better hunter." Able explained.

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Feb. 9, 2013 at 12:10 am

Her eyes narrowed.  “What makes hunting fun to you?” she asked, wondering now if they toyed with their prey.

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