a_time_slip | (no subject)

Yes... like ghosts? Some people are different too... almost a suntan but not the same. I'm not good with words the same way that you are.

Oh … it just seems as if it were incredibly much harder to describe, defying words. Can you … see it in any person?

It is hard to describe... what I said is the only way I can put it. I can see it in everyone.

That must be … very confusing.

[He blushes a tiny bit and looks away, wondering what she might see in and of him.]

It is, sometimes. I can usually focus.

You're... easy to see.

[Julian looks up again, not having expected that.]

Am I? How?

Because I can see you, and not... everything else. There aren't a million ghosts and you are nice. I'm bad with words, did I tell you that?

You're great. [He answers smiling, and somewhat relieved.]

I wouldn't want to have a million ghosts around me. I guess there are a few, but ... well. Glad not to be difficult to look at for you.

[Janie smiles a bit] It wasn't always like that, but... after what happened at the school, I got a little more powerful, and every year since I've been able to do more and more.

...Not that you want to hear that. Um. How's your life?

It's ... better now. All of this, the job, the traveling with you, it. Uhm. It makes getting along with myself easier. Thank you for that.

Do you keep getting more powerful? [Seems he in fact does want to hear it.]

...You're welcome. I um. Like having you around.

Um. Yes? Kind of. Nothing bad has happened, though.

Thanks ... having you around makes things better.

That's good news. Perhaps it's a good thing then?

It's a good thing... should we dance now?

Oh, yes. Please.

Do you have music?

[Janie doesn't, and looks worried for a second]

I can... hook something up using my boat?

Okay, let's do that? Don't know about you, but I don't feel confident enough yet to try a dance without music.

I don't need music. [Janie runs off to her boat, and a moment later, music starts playing. She comes back shortly after, in nicer clothes]

You ... don't? [Julian mumbles after her, and then just patiently waits for her to return.]

You look gorgeous. [He smiles at Janie, then looks down himself, suddenly well aware of his slightly tattered clothes.] Sorry, I don't have anything nicer with me.

...Thank you. [She smiles] Your outfit is fine! I can change again, but since we were dancing and.. sorry? Do you want something nicer?

No, no, don't change. You look great! I just feel like a tramp next to you. If you don't mind, I'm fine with that, but if you do …?

I really don't mind, but I've got clothes that can fit you in my closet...

You don't look like a tramp.

I … okay! I'll try them. I'd rather look nice for you.

[He's already hurrying towards the boat, not sure why this is suddenly so important to him, but it is.]

[Janie has a lot of clothes in her closet,which is a lot bigger than it should be]

I already think you look nice.

[She waits for him, dancing a bit and discovering her dancing shoes don't work too well in sand]

[Julian takes a little longer than he normally would for such an ordinary task as getting dressed, but then he finally returns, wearing decent black pants and a white shirt. When he sees Janie dancing, he smiles and walks over to her.]

Your closet is amazing.

[Janie grins when she sees Julian.]

You look great... I, um. Get bored. I get bored a lot, actually.