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Back when I arrived (the first time), someone posted this. It was a lot of fun, so I thought I'd do it tonight. It's better than staring at this data and willing it to change.

Word association. Reply with the first word that comes to mind. No cheating.

To start us off: help.

[ ooc: threadjacking is not only allowed, but fully encouraged! go nuts, people. ]

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[seeingthings]

Never

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[unpreach]

Truth

[ Because Richie doesn't lie to her.

He just doesn't tell her everything.]

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[seeingthings]

[Doesn't everyone do that?]

Dare

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Trouble

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[seeingthings]

Inevitable

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Reunion

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[seeingthings]

[Kate pls.]

Complicated

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Simple

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[seeingthings]

Easy

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Nothing

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[seeingthings]

Lost

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Found

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[seeingthings]

Home

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Heart

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[seeingthings]

Soul

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Mate

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Australia

[And since they live in the same place, they're not very far away while they're playing this game. In fact, Richie's been playing this in the bathroom after a shower, sending words back and forth between drying off and shaving.

So he comes out, dressed in just baggy sweatpants and a towel laid across his shoulders to catch the water dripping from his still wet and messy hair.]

You believe in those?

[He sounds genuinely curious.]

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[Kate is partway through responding to his text when he enters the room, the smile that's etched across her lips faltering as she lays eyes on him.

Not, faltering in a bad way mind. She's just... a little distracted.

Focus, Kate.]

In soulmates? [She's never really given it deep thought but she knows the answer even as she ponders his question.] Well, yeah.

[Because of course Kate believes in soulmates.]

Don't you?

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[He lifts his eyebrows at her.]

You're talking to a guy whose first girlfriend was a fucking ancient, miserable Aztec demigoddess. [A beat.] If you can even call her that.

[He means the girlfriend part. She was something like that, anyway. Whatever.

He seems to think it over for a second, at least. Eventually, he shrugs.]

I don't know, I guess I never had any reason to think about it. I think the idea is interesting, since I find souls in general interesting, but I don't know if I can buy into that whole mystical there-is-only-one-person-in-the-universe-that-completes you crap.

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[Kate has to work to keep the surprise from her features, less so because of the whole 'if you can even call her that' and more because of the 'first girlfriend' part. He'd said that he hadn't done this a lot but she hadn't realized he'd meant. Not at all.

She focuses on him and not his body which is really hard okay as he speaks, head cocked to one side and she's shaking her head before he can even finish his train of thought.]

No, I don't mean it like that, I just think... People choose to be together for a lot of reasons. [ Love, comfort, money, convenience. ] But I think two souls can, call to each other? When that happens I don't think it's a choice, it's because... when you're with that person, everything make sense.

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[He reaches up to grab one end of the towel around his neck, starting to shake it in his hair to collect excess moisture.

He's listening though and as she keeps talking, his hand slows...then stops...then lowers to his side. It becomes very clear that whatever she's saying resonates with him somewhere deep down, and his brows furrow together where he stands at the end of the couch, watching her.]

Yeah. [His voice sounds almost hoarse in the back of his throat as he thinks back through his memories.] I don't doubt that's real at all.

[He clears his throat, gesturing with his hand.]

It's like energy. When two objects are moving at the same frequency, they can pass energy between each other if they're connected. Say you have two pendulums tied to the same anchor. If you start one, the other one starts swinging too.

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[ She's so caught up in her explanation that she doesn't see how it affects him, Kate lifting her gaze at the roughness of his voice, a question in her eyes that she decides against speaking out loud.

Sometimes, though, she really wished that she could see into his soul the way that he could see into hers.]

Synchronicity. [A small smile touching her lips as she gets drawn into the way he speaks, the poetry of his words causing a look of near awe that shines in her eyes.]

Yeah, I think it's exactly like that. [Kate visibly swallowing down the emotion that rises up with the shift of the conversation.]

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[seeingthings]

[He gaze seems almost distant, the way it tends to do when he's lost in thought or thinking through something he finds extremely important. She'd almost be able t literally see the cogs turning in his head as he rolls over this entire, but short, conversation in his head.

It's the exact thing he thought back when he first saw Santanico on that stage, when she spoke to him about his soul, how he was fated to be with her. She'd had an ulterior motive, of course, and as they're talking about all this, he seems to see with greater clarity.

Maybe all those moments where things had made sense that day hadn't just been her trying to make him feel those things. Maybe it had been Kate the whole time.

The thoughts crash over him in a wave, but then he seems to snap out of it just as quickly, eyes flicking to hers to catch the tail end of her expression, his brain belatedly processing the words she's spoken.

He's unsure about the face she's making, the emotions written across her face, the way she swallows.]

Are you okay? [A beat.] Thirsty?

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What? [It's said in the way all her lies are, unconvincing to the point of stupid; Kate clearly aware of why he'd be asking such a thing but not yet willing to explain her reaction.]

Oh, no I'm fine. [The fine that really meant she was as opposed to the dangerous emotion that people so often concealed behind that word.]

I was just... thinkin'. [It was the truth, even if she didn't elaborate and Kate hopes to save herself from having to by distracting him.]

Where'd you go just now? [Head cocked to one side as she turns her body to face him fully, her legs shifting as if to make room for him to join her.]

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[seeingthings]

[He watches her for a moment, eyes flicking back and forth across her face, as he tries to decide whether he needs to press or not.

Isn't that what he was doing, too? 'Thinking'?

For once, he lets it go, stepping over to fall into the seat she's made for him. He stares upward for a moment before he looks over at her.]

The Dew Drop Inn.