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Dr. Harrison Wells ([personal profile] harrisonwells) wrote2016-03-01 01:24 pm
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"This is Dr. Harrison Wells. Leave a message. A relevant message."

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[personal profile] malingerer 2016-04-08 04:36 am (UTC)(link)
You felt baited enough as it was. I wasn’t interested in pursuing it, particularly since I’m still not convinced we’ll cross paths again. But you must be frightened. Given this Zoom business. And so.

You can rest easy. Nothing happened.
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[personal profile] malingerer 2016-04-08 04:51 am (UTC)(link)
I know.

Someone may give you a reason to someday. It won’t be me.
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[personal profile] malingerer 2016-04-08 05:16 am (UTC)(link)
You never answered my question. About whether she looks like her mother. I found out firsthand.

It’s funny. I wasn’t ready.
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[personal profile] malingerer 2016-04-08 05:37 am (UTC)(link)
She’s lovely. Whip-smart. As soon as I turned around she knew something was wrong.

You must be very proud.
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[personal profile] malingerer 2016-04-08 06:02 am (UTC)(link)
I see her mother’s face sometimes when I close my eyes. Startling to see in person. The heart remembers, even if the mind’s been subsumed.
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[personal profile] malingerer 2016-04-08 06:19 am (UTC)(link)
I’m glad Jesse was old enough to remember her.
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[personal profile] malingerer 2016-04-08 06:34 am (UTC)(link)
You’re right. I don’t.

But she’s in this body. In the heart, in its nerve endings, its bones. It remembers something extraordinary. And I do, in turn. Whether I want to or not.

That’s all.
Edited 2016-04-08 06:35 (UTC)
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[personal profile] malingerer 2016-04-08 06:45 am (UTC)(link)
I don’t doubt it.