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[post]Florence thought he needed help. “I’ve got it under control,” Jay said curtly, inspecting a brooch determinedly as he felt her regard him. He squeezed his eyes shut, aware that that was as close...
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[post]“Oh,” Jay said. She was the manager, and always here. (Well, he shouldn’t walk past the bakery so often then, if there was always the danger he might see her again. Jay made this resolution in h...
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[post]She was very – warm, wasn’t she? Had an easy way with people, could speak to someone like they were an old friend. And in spite of his accidental loitering, she was grinning, and had just ...
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[post]The shop was closed; the voice inside made him startle, though he could tell it was only Florence. Ever since Fox’s death, though – murder, he was convinced, though they had not found the ...
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[post]She looked different, but – her smile was the same, and she remembered him. Meredith, then. I wish you had, he thought. I wish you’d just forgotten it. Maybe then he wouldn’t feel so ba...
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[premise]17th June, 1891 — The Ivy Leaf Tearoom & Bakery, London @"Meredith Edgecombe"[/premise] [post]Months. It had been months now, and he had turned over the thought plenty of times in his mind ...
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[post]Jay faltered for a moment, silently berating himself for having this conversation at all, but, blessedly, he was prevented from the depths of panic by her sudden fit of it. Thank goodness for th...
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[post]He caught himself smiling sympathetically at her giggle about the broom, and... See, this was why he usually slipped away before he could get caught up in talking to real people. She was too nic...
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[post]The Ivy Leaf: Jay gave a nod of faint recognition, sure that he had seen the shopfront somewhere nearby - not on Knockturn, of course - though whether he had ever actually been in, or just smell...
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[post]She was really quite friendly, really rather sweet: Jay thought this, caught himself thinking this, and then shoved the thought down. Sweetness was no measure of anything useful. But now she ...
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[post]He flushed at his clumsiness, half surprised by it. He usually took more care. She seemed to have startled at the sound more than he did, but was faster than him at retrieving it - he shifted hi...
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[post]Jay did not know when he had begun it - the moment he had ended up on the streets, he supposed - but he could not look a stranger in the face without consciously assessing them. She did not ...
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[post]He might have startled at the lightest touch even when he was awake, so the fleeting tap on his shoulder lurched him from his doze almost immediately, and he straightened up in the chair in some...
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[premise]26th October, 1890 — Crowdy Memorial Library, London[/premise] [post]Working the night shifts and living above the shop in Knockturn Alley always felt comfortably removed from the real world...
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[post]Jay propped his chin in his hands to listen to his adoptive sister for a while, having little to say on the matter of men, uptight or not. Florence moved between worlds better than some of them ...
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[post]Jay cast Eli a quiet smile. The gratitude went both ways here: after all, Jay had felt the knife’s effects as well, and could not claim to be remotely better at resisting them. He considered ...
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[post]Eli spoke up and the rest of the story fell into place. “Ah,” Jay said quietly. Mr. Fox would not be pleased to hear members of his own family, as it were, were slipping things into their p...
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[post]Jay couldn’t help himself; he had to chuckle at her remark. Better not let her touch it again, or soon he’d be sporting bruises of his own. Watching as she settled herself back on the stool ...
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[post]By the amount of balls it sounded like those sorts of people went to, he was amazed if they still found things to talk about with the same people over and over again, and a little impressed. He ...
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[post]It was quite meaningless - and he kept a neutral expression, did not externally react to it at all - but her touch of his shoulder had a weightier effect on him than she had probably intended. J...
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[post]Jay stayed where he was, back to the wall and shock on his face, only able to do as much as watch things rattling out of a box, and Eli slamming down upon the discarded knife as if trying to cat...
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[post]He had just put the knife to the wall, already strangely satisfied by the image that had sprung to his mind - or perhaps to his wrist instinctively - when around came swinging a large chimney br...
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[post]A short minute ago, he would have read the warning in Eli’s voice. Would have listened to the warning, too. If he were quite himself, he never would have held something with unknown powers. B...
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[post]“Excellent,” Jay murmured, beaming outright at her permission to interfere - intervene, to put it more generously! - and as soon as he had swallowed his mouthful of food, left his plate to go an...
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[post]“Can’t I?” Jay entreated, and indeed he wouldn’t truly touch or mess about with anything without her say-so, but he did shoot another longing glance at the kitchen cupboard. He nodded approvi...
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