sameforme: (it's a fucking morgue)
sameforme ([personal profile] sameforme) wrote 2018-04-13 11:10 pm (UTC)

She nods her head, not sure she can find her voice yet. There are things she wants to tell him, things that she doesn't ever talk about, but this isn't the right time. She's not sure there ever will be a right time, but she knows for sure this isn't it.

So she tries to get her thoughts in order and figure out what she can share with him right now that might make sense.

"His name is Dale Cooper. Agent Dale Cooper. The real person, I mean," she adds in a rush. "He was my boss a long time ago. But not just that. He was always a lot more than that."

She stops for a second, lost in thought, before she shakes it off and continues. "Anyway, the reason I'm telling you this is because I think maybe he was similar to you. A bit. He wasn't ancient or anything like that, but he was special. He had these abilities to see things...in dreams or visions or...he was connected to the world or the universe in ways I've never really understood. But yeah. I suppose maybe I'm destined to keep meeting men like you." She laughs then, but it isn't entirely a happy sound.

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