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Post by Jackson Poe on Apr 15, 2009 6:20:50 GMT -5
20th March 2009 Jackson drove him and Emma safely to the small cafe down the street, called ' My Coffeesions'. On the very short trip, Jackson wondered a few things. The main thought he had was who was on the other end of that phone call he had earlier. Jackson hoped that the prank phone calls were not starting up again. They hadn't happened for some time. The next thing he wondered was, glancing at Emma beside him, what would happened between them tonight. He personally had not had anyone to call his own for some time, and it kind of made him nervous at the thought that he could have another someone. Shaking his head, Jackson soon spotted a car space outside the cafe, and quickly pulled into it. He turned the engine off, and got out of the car. He quickly got out and opened Emma's door, stepping aside to let her out. Jackson led the way inside the cafe, and walked straight to a booth in the back. He let Emma slide in, then he followed, but made sure not to sit too close, but enough to still look at her. The waitress came over, and Jackson ordered a cappacino and a chocolate muffin. Once the waitress had Emma's order, she walked off. Jackson decided to brake the now silent gap between them. "So how did you get into your two chosen careers?" It seemed that both were equally important to Emma, so it was only right to see how much she loves these different paths in her life.
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Post by emma on Apr 17, 2009 19:42:10 GMT -5
Emma actually felt very nervous as she sat in the car while Jackson drove them to the cafe which wasn't very far from the Ice Arena they were at previously. There had only been on guy recently she wondered if something would have happened with and that was Josh, but she had never seen him again after that first day when Perdy had knocked him off his feet.
Now here she was sitting in a wonderful car, with a very handsome guy who so far seemed to be pretty wonderful. It didn't take much longer for Jackson to pull up outside the cafe and after stepping out the car, soon walked round to open the door for Emma to step out. "Thanks" she said, not forgetting to use her manners, and then he led the way into the cafe, heading toward a booth at the back.
When the waitress came over to take their order, Emma smiled and after Jackson ordered, she ordered a cappuccino and a fresh cream strawberry tart, well she tried to eat as healthily as possible, not her fault the cream was high in fat. Once the waitress took their orders away Jackson broke the silence between them and asked about her two chosen careers.
"Well" she began, "Ice dancing was just something I started as a young kid, never thought I'd take it seriously, but a talent scout was at the arena one day when I was fooling around and caught me doing some spins and jumps and said I was good enough for local competitions" she continued explaining away the part about the whole ice dancing story.
"I still only looked at it as a hobby, local competitions weren't that chaotic, and I looked to my first love with was to become a veterinary doctor, I put ice dancing on the back burner while I studied at college and passed all my exams to become a veterinary doctor, I really only ice danced at the weekend when I had the time" she took in a deep breath. It was quite an explanation and quite a story to tell, she hoped she wouldn't bore him with the finer details, but he had asked.
"Once I got my own veterinary surgery up and running and got myself an assistant, just a nurse really, the talent scout was on my the phone, saying he had a coach who wanted to work with me to take me to national champions, I agreed, and I was able to cope with it by making the surgery part time opening, but now he wants to take me to international champions, and I just don't think I can do it" she finished explaining, as she sighed gently and then looked away for a second. It really was a lot of talking, and she really hoped she hadn't bored him with the full story about both her careers.
"I just don't know what to do, because the more I danced, the more I realised I loved it as much as being a veterinary doctor but for international champions, I just don't think I can do both, and I'm not sure I can give either up" she could feel the tears stinging at the back of her eyes, and in front of a handsome guy, she certainly didn't want to start crying, she'd be so embarrassed, so she began to swallow hard, to try and clear the golf ball sized lump in her throat.
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Post by Jackson Poe on Apr 23, 2009 5:17:30 GMT -5
Jackson found it great to hear her using manners. He sometimes found people, especially girls, just having a tone in their voices, like they are just wanting everything. There was not a tone, just a sweet voice speaking back at him. He was grateful for Emma, as she felt so right to be with right now, and it seemed that she truly needed someone to be with to figure out her current situation.
Jackson seemed mesmerised by what Emma was saying, in regards to what her chosen interests entailed. She truly had a passion for both, and really expressed that as she spoke. He watched as she looked away after the long explanation, but Jackson didn't worry about it, as he understood that there would be alot to be said. Jackson himself, at times, was more of a listener than a talker anyway. He noticed Emma swallow, and then thought that maybe it was took much to talk about.
Jackson decided to change the subject. "So since it is now the weekend, what are you up to? Are you free either Saturday or Sunday? I have some free time myself." Jackson then thought for a second. "Oh, wait. I am playing at a club tomorrow night, trying to get some of my music heard. If you wanted to come, you are more than welcome. I could probably get you a ticket. I am sure that it wouldn't be sold out, as no one probably doesn't even know my music yet." Jackson felt like he was rambling, and promoting himself too much. He soon stopped, and felt his face get hot.
He looked at her with a weak smile, and then picked up his cup, taking a mouthful. Just tasting the drink, kind of brought him back to where he was, and decided to live in the present, rather than the future. But maybe he should, as he doesn't know what his future might hold.
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Post by emma on Apr 24, 2009 20:47:37 GMT -5
Emma felt like she must have bored Jackson to hell with her explanation of how she got into both her careers, he certainly didn't show he was bored, nor did he act it or say anything about it. He just basically listened to everything she had to say. Even if nothing could be said back to her about it at this moment, just having somebody listen was a help in itself.
She stayed with her own thoughts for a couple of moments, wondering what she could do. She didn't want to give up either ice dancing or being a veterinary doctor, so the only solution she could come up with, would be to stay with national champions instead, at least then she'd still get to do her ice dancing and still be able to do as much as she could with being a veterinary doctor.
It was then she heard Jackson's voice break her thoughts, as she took a sip of her coffee and ate some of the strawberry tart before she swallowed, smiled at him and began answering his questions.
He asked her if she had anything planned for the weekend and that he was free himself. Emma smiled at him, she really should have been at the ice arena to practice some more on the Saturday, but maybe for once she could skip it, after all she had practiced today.
"I've not actually got any plans, somebody like me seldom has a social life out with work and ice dancing" she explained with a sad voice, but continued to smile. So when he then suggested her going to hear him play the following night, her face immediately brightened up. She hadn't heard of him or his music before, but she'd certainly love to.
She watched as he gave her a weak smile, she smiled back at him, "You know what?" she began asking, "That sounds like a wonderful idea, I'd love to, it's been a while since I've had a good night out, and I'd love to hear you sing."
For the first time in what felt like a long time Emma actually had something to look forward to, and it had nothing to do with her ice dancing or her beloved patients. She looked up at him, into those mesmerising eyes of his and smiled warmly. "Thank you for invitation to listen to you" she added before taking another sip of her coffee.
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Post by Jackson Poe on Apr 28, 2009 2:31:46 GMT -5
Jackson had to smile brightly when Emma agreed to see him play. He didn't believe that she didn't have much of a social life at all. Emma seemed like the kind of person who made an effort to go out with friends once in a while, and have some fun. But maybe the two things she was passionate about did hold her back. Jackson felt that this was a pity, seeing that he was having fun with her, just hanging out like this. He personally hadn't had much time himself to spend time on his own, or hang out with others he knew.
He wondered if she had heard of his music before, so decided to tell her about his style. "That's great! I can't wait to hear what you think of the music. I have a lot of influence with 70's and 80's music, so I think my stuff really has an edge and some great instruments intertwined in there as well. I love to play guitar, and have been doing well with the drums as of late. Once I get into my head space when performing, I just keep going. Sometimes I can keep going until rather late at night. So just warning you." Jackson had to stop himself with bragging about his music. He then decided to ask an important question. "Are you able to get to the little club down the road okay? If not I would be happy to pick you up. That way you can hear the rehearsal and sound check."
Again, Jackson had to stop, only this time as he felt he was coming on a little strong and forward towards Emma. He sat back in his chair, and reached for his cup, which he sipped at. He felt a feeling coming over him. A good feeling, a content feeling around Emma. Jackson wondered if these feelings were going to lead to something more happening between them. He had honestly never felt this way for sometime now. Actually it had been quite a long time. Due to girls finding out that he was a musician and a singer, they would try to impress him, which he found to be a big turn off. But being with Emma, she seemed comfortable being around someone like him.
Jackson decided to then mention that last thought to Emma. He put his cup down, and lent in towards the table. Looking into her eyes, he said, "Emma, I have to say this before I lose the nerve. I am feeling totally at ease with you, comfortable even. Even though we just met, I feel that we could have something." Jackson was about to stop, but decided to add, "If what I have said is too forward, please tell me." Jackson then looked down at the plate with his food on it, which he had hardly touched.
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Post by emma on Apr 29, 2009 18:39:31 GMT -5
Emma saw the bright smile on Jackson's face when she agreed to watch and listen to him play, his happiness automatically made Emma even happier than she already was. She really couldn't wait to listen to him, she had a feeling he would be amazing. And why wouldn't she want to listen to him play, after all he had sat and watched her ice dancing earlier. Emma felt so comfortable around Jackson, and it was the first time she had felt that way about somebody before. Even with Josh she didn't have that instant connection, like she felt she had with Jackson, yet she felt somewhat embarrassed for having a connection so soon, something like that might scare him off, so she decided to keep her feelings to herself.
Jackson then went on to say how great it was she was going to listen to him play and went into great detail about his style of music and how his music was influenced. Emma listened carefully, very interested in what he was telling her. Not wanting to break his words, she continued to smile and nod her head in relative places. When she was certain he was finished with his explanation she smiled at him again.
"Sounds bloody brilliant, I can't wait to hear how good you are" she replied in her strong English accent very clear in the dull noise of all the American sounding voices. "And it doesn't matter to me how late you play, I think I'd be rather happy to stay as long as you wanted me there for" Emma replied when he said he could play late and warning her.
"Oh I would be able to get there alright, but if I'm honest, I think I'd rather like you to pick me up and take me, I'd love to hear the rehearsal and sound check if that was alright of course." Emma didn't want to take him for granted, even though he had said he could collect her. Emma wasn't the type to take people for granted at least not on purpose anyway.
A small silence fell upon them after that, not in an awkward way though, it was actually one of those pleasant silences you got when you were with somebody you felt completely comfortable with. That was when she realised she was beginning to think about him in the same way she was thinking about him before. Suddenly Emma felt she couldn't eat the rest of the strawberry tart she bought, but went for another sip of her coffee instead.
Just then Jackson broke the silence, and she watched as he leaned forward locking his eyes with her own. She could almost feel herself getting lost in his eyes. She wondered what he was going to say when he mentioned having to say it before losing his nerve, but she was pleasantly surprised by what came next. It was almost as if he had been reading her mind, could that be possible?
Emma was somewhat speechless for a couple of moments, until he asked if he was being too forward she was to tell him, so she immediately started shaking her head, while she found her tongue and the words to speak back to him. "No, you're not being too forward at all Jackson, in fact, I was thinking the same thing myself about you to be honest" she said with a warm smile on her face, as she leaned in closer toward him like he had done with her.
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Post by Jackson Poe on Apr 30, 2009 2:56:41 GMT -5
Jackson had to smile when Emma's accent came through stronger than ever. She truly seemed to be wanting to go. Then Emma said that she love for him to pick her up. Jackson had to smile even wider at that. "Of cause it is okay. I can't wait." He was hoping so much that she would say yes to that, but didn't want to be too pushy. Jackson felt a relief lift from his shoulders, but not all of it was lifted. He soon had to wait to see what Emma's reaction was to what he had to tell her right then and there.
When she told him that he must have been reading her mind, Jackson soon realised that he was holding his breath, letting it out quietly. He watched as Emma lent in like he did. With her face only inches away, Jackson lent in further, and kissed her. He kind of shocked himself that he did this so spontaneously. What is this girl doing to me? Whatever it is I am hypnotised. Jackson kissed her softly on the lips, lingering there for a few seconds, then slowly parted from her very soft lips. All Jackson could do was to move back slightly, then just stare into her eyes, waiting for some sort of response from her. Did he do the wrong thing? Was she going to slap him for being too forward now? What?
Jackson felt he had to sit back a bit. He felt his head slightly swimming with what he had just done. It felt good, don't get him wrong, but now, only knowing this girl for only a very short about of time, Jackson didn't know which way she would take him now. He kept talking about himself being this sensitive person, and now it might look like he was going to take advantage of her or something, which is not what he wanted. "I'm sorry. Maybe I should just go before I make an even bigger fool of myself." Jackson fished around for his wallet in his pocket, pulled out some money, placing it on the table. Just as he was about to get up, Jackson felt a hand on his left hand.
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Post by emma on Apr 30, 2009 23:44:34 GMT -5
When Jackson said it was okay for him to pick her up and take her to the place he was going to play Emma's face lit up some more. He just had a way of making her smile, making her face light up in ways no other guy had ever been able to do before. She didn't know why there seemed to be the immediate connection between them, but there was. Could it be the fact that she had a career in the arts as he did? Arts being that hers was ice dancing while his was singing? It was possible.
"I can't wait either." She responded in a very excited voice, it was going to be an amazing night, she could just feel it inside. What was going to be more perfect than listening to Jackson play his music, when he was as handsome as he was? Emma simply couldn't believe her luck. What was more, they would probably both be away for different weekends when their singing or ice dancing took them away, and they would understand. He was pretty much perfect boyfriend material. Then she blushed, for even thinking of him in that way so soon.
When Emma had leaned in toward him, he had leaned even closer and then he closed the gap completely and kissed her. It was so soft and gentle, and yet it lingered for a few seconds. Then he parted from her and sat back a little bit away from her slowly. Emma could feel her lips tingle from his touch, she put her finger to them and smiled, as if she was savouring the sweet tender kiss, wanting, wishing it had gone on for longer.
She was actually once again lost for words, not because she didn't like it, it was just the opposite, she had loved it, and she was so happy, she was scared if she tried to talk all the wrong words would come out, so she decided to say nothing, for now. That was until he sat right back and then started saying that he was sorry and he should leave. Emma reached her hand out to put on top of his left hand. "Please, don't go Jackson, you did nothing wrong, I actually really rather liked that kiss, I was just, well..." she trailed off, not sure of the right word to use, "somewhat speechless" she finished, her accent was so strong right now, it was quite funny. In many ways Emma was typically British, and in others, she felt she was starting to get very Americanised.
She wasn't sure what else to do to convince him to stay, and since Jackson had initiated the kiss, she didn't feel as if she'd be too forward in kissing him back. So she leaned in toward him and did just that. She kissed him gently, and made it linger, but she also parted her lips slightly to deepen the kiss a little. She then gently pulled away after a few seconds. "That's how much I liked what you did."
It was now Emma's turn, to sit and stare into his eyes to see how he would react to her kissing him back. What if he didn't like girls being forward, even though he had kissed her first, technically Emma kissing him back was being a little forward. It was just Emma knew they had this instant connection, and she wasn't about to let it go.
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Post by Jackson Poe on May 1, 2009 8:17:35 GMT -5
Jackson felt tingles and goosebumps when Emma touched his hand. He thought that he had truly blown his opportunity to be with her, and then her touch reassured him somehow. He looked at her, and a shiver went through him for some reason. Just looking at her made him to want her even more. Then she said that she liked what he did, and that she was somewhat speechless. Jackson just looked at her with all seriousness, not really showing much emotion, though kind of wondered what would happen next, then his question was answered.
Emma lent in, and kissed him. This time the exchange was more open, as her lips parted as they kissed. Jackson felt so lost in this moment right then, but knew that he hadn't felt this way with a girl for so long. When Emma parted from him, Jackson didn't want the moment to end, and he looked intrigued into Emma's eyes. Then she told him that that is how much she liked what he did. Jackson again felt himself let out another slow breath, and kept looking at her.
His eyes wandered down to her lips, wanting to keep kissing them. Jackson was glad that Emma was on a similiar wavelength to what he was on at that very moment. His next thoughts were to wisk her away somewhere and have his way with her. But truly that was not him...not at all. Jackson was more the romantic type, to take her out for a while, then decide to go further later. But at this moment, his priorities were flying out the main door of the cafe.
All Jackson could do was slide over to where Emma was sitting, and put his arm around her. "I think that what just happened has confirmed what I said just moments ago. I truly feel comfortable with you right now." With that comment, Jackson put his other free arm around the front of her, giving her a hug, letting her know that what he was saying was the truth. He held this for a few seconds, then let go.
Looking at Emma, Jackson decided to suggest something, which he had never suggested so early on in a first meeting with a girl. "Now if you don't want to do this, it is fine with me. I dont' want to force you into anything. You have to know that I wouldn't do anything that you didn't want to do. But did you want to come over to my place... now? You could have a sneak preview of what is to come on the weekend."
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Post by emma on May 1, 2009 21:17:55 GMT -5
Emma still wasn't sure if kissing Jackson back was the right thing to do, but it felt right to her, and she had a feeling if he hadn't wanted it, he wouldn't have kissed her in the first place. The kiss had made her tingle inside, maybe even shiver slightly but all in a good way. Right now, she was perfectly happy, all her woes seemed to have vanished, it was like she was in a different world with Jackson.
When she stopped kissing him after a few seconds, not wanting to have pushed it too far herself, she noticed his eyes locking with her own, and she found it impossible to look away from his gaze. In a couple of moments, Jackson had sat beside her, and put his arm around her saying that what happened just confirmed what he had said previously that he was comfortable around her. She smiled, and as his other arm went around her front and was pulled into a hug, she found herself leaning her head on his shoulder as she looked up into his eyes.
"I feel the same way around you Jackson, completely comfortable, I feel like..." she trailed off slightly, wondering if saying it was the right or wrong thing to say, "I feel like all my troubles no longer exist being with you, I know it probably sounds crazy when we only met a short time ago, but I know that's how I feel."
She stopped talking, and just continued to look into his eyes, hoping she hadn't spoiled anything which what she had said, but she just felt it had to be said. She felt quite comfortable in his hug, and she actually hugged him back as well. Then he pulled away from it after a few seconds, and began to talk to her again. He was asking her if she wanted to go to his place.
She wasn't sure what to say, she wanted to go, and yet she didn't want to appear too eager, and she also didn't want to say no either, in case he thought she wasn't comfortable enough with the idea. And for the briefest of seconds she wondered if he was trying to catch her out to see if she was too forward as to accept an invitation like that. However, she said no to herself, knowing she could tell already he simply wasn't that type.
She gave him a bright smile, "I'd love that Jackson, I know you wouldn't force me into anything I wasn't comfortable with, that I can tell already, so yes, I'd love to come over to your place now, besides, sneak preview sounds like a bloody good idea to me." She followed that through with a slight combination of a blush and a small laugh, it was so funny how her British accent was always much stronger when she was excited about something.
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Post by Jackson Poe on May 2, 2009 23:13:26 GMT -5
Jackson loved hearing that Emma felt comfortable as well. He liked how she said it, in her accent, and how she felt in his arms. All he could feel was warm and love right then and there. He hadn't been in another girl's arms like this for some time. He would get hugs off girls who heard he was a musician, but they were just quick ones, even though they wanted to be in his good books and get into his pants, which was not for him at that time. He didn't want anyone who was fake.
Jackson then waited on batted breath as to whether Emma would accept his invitation to his place. Then she said she would love to. Jackson had to smile at that, and noticed her blush slightly, thinking it was cute. Just another thing he noticed about her. "That's great." Looking down at his hardly eaten food, he wondered whether he could just take it with him now. He then glanced at Emma, "Did you want to go now? Just looking at the time it is getting quite late. We might be able to fit in a couple of hours at least."
Jackson then began to stare at Emma, wondering what might be going through her head at this moment. Is she thinking over her feelings for him? Jackson knew he was. He had never felt this way during a chance meeting with a girl. Sure there had been others, but this instant spark kind of scared him in a way, but in other ways he knew that this chance meeting would hopefully lead to something more serious. Jackson knew he wasn't getting any younger, and knew that some day he would settle down. He turned to face away from Emma and whispered, "Could she be the one?"
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Post by emma on May 4, 2009 20:33:59 GMT -5
Emma felt completely comfortable in Jackson's arms, she could have stayed there all night, except they had other things to do. And as much as she'd have been happy to stay there all night in his arm, she wanted to do the other things. She wanted to hear him play his music, she just wanted to spend time with him. Of course her ability of enhanced senses, meant she had super sight, sense of smell and hearing, and Jackson had the sweetest scent, which seemed to calm Emma.
When Jackson asked if she wanted to go now she hadn't realised how late it had got. It sure was a true saying that time flies when you're having fun, because time had certainly flown for Emma. "Sure, we can go now, why not, I'd like to spend as much time with you as possible" she replied, as she bit down on her bottom lip slightly and blushed again. She realised saying that could have put him off ever so slightly, and yet at the same time she couldn't help but say it. She did want to spend as much time with him as she could.
Was it strange to feel like this already? Then she remembered reading that article by the journalist she loved Brendan Harris saying that he didn't think love at first sight could happen until it happened to him. He had said not to think you were silly and brush it off right away, because chances were it could be real. As she thought about it, her heart began to beat very hard and well to Emma's super hearing, very loud. Then she heard Jackson's soft whisper about asking himself if she could be the one.
She smiled to herself. She really would have to tell him about her ability, sooner rather than later, because she wouldn't want him to find out a lot further into anything they might get into and be embarrassed about all the quiet words she would no doubt have heard.
"I was just thinking the same thing about you actually" she said, and grinned, and bit on her bottom lip again, and then touched her ear with her finger. "There's something about me, I think I should maybe tell you, I just hope you're ready to hear it, and I hope it will not make you change your mind about me" she rambled slightly. She really had to tell him, she couldn't keep it from him much longer, it just wouldn't be fair on him.
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Post by Jackson Poe on May 7, 2009 5:22:41 GMT -5
Jackson was glad that Emma was right to go right then. He didn't really worry about the time, but he was kind of shocked at what time it actually was. But the thought also crossed his mind that he had to have some decent sleep due to his performance the following night. He didn't want to fall asleep playing in front of an audience. Then he played in his head what she had said: ...I'd like to spend as much time with you as possible. Jackson felt his breath quicken at that comment, knowing that he felt the same way. He felt that he could spend alot of time with Emma, and not get bored at all.
As Jackson thought about what songs he should sing when Emma gets to his place, she then responded, saying that she was thinking the same thing about him. Jackson looked at her curiously, wondering what she meant. Then he recalled what he just quietly said, and then raised his eyebrows at her.
"Whatever you have to say, you know you can tell me. I am sure I can handle whatever it is." Jackson was going through his head what she might have been going to tell him. Everything he was thinking sounded stupid. When she had touched her ear, he didn't think much of it. Maybe she as an implant or something. I have no idea what she is going tell me. Jackson looked at her intensly, making sure he had her full attention. Whatever she was going to tell him seemed rather important.
Then it crossed Jackson's mind that he might have to eventually tell her about something from his past, which maybe effect him, if he was going to be in a relationship with her. That phone call earlier kind of triggered that memory for him. He had seconds thoughts as to whether it was connected, but now he wasn't so sure.
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Post by emma on May 7, 2009 18:17:59 GMT -5
Emma wasn't sure how Jackson would react to the fact she could hear him when he was talking in whispers and mutters. Emma wasn't normal, she wasn't an alien or anything either, she was what they liked to call an Evolved Human, and although she had been lucky enough to have met enough people like herself, she knew that not everybody was like her.
Emma smiled weakly when Jackson said she could tell him anything, he reckoned he could handle it. However, could he really handle the fact the girl he was with and seemed to have a connection with was different to normal girls? She sighed gently. "Alright then" she began, he seemed a good listener and he seemed to understand her dilemma over both her careers, even though one of them was more an extended hobby than career.
"I don't know if you've heard of us, but I'm what they like to call an Evolved Human Jackson, I have an ability." Well it was a start, she watched for signs of him running, however, she decided to continue. "My ability is called Enhanced Senses, it means I have a keen sense of taste, smell, super sight and hearing, that's why I was able to hear you when I normally probably wouldn't have been able to."
She had finished her little explanation, and now she just had to hope he wouldn't be put off by what she told him. Having somebody like Emma in your life might get frustrating, knowing that he wouldn't be able to whisper anything to anybody without her hearing by accident. "I can't read your thoughts however, so anything you think to yourself is quite safe" she added with a slight laugh. She figured she had to lighten the mood somewhat after her lengthy explanation. Now she just had to wait to hear what he would have to say.
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Post by Jackson Poe on May 12, 2009 7:18:06 GMT -5
Jackson was prepared for anything Emma had to tell him. He sat and looked at her with open ears, and eyes to follow her expressions. As she spoke, Jackson tried to take in what she was saying. The only words which were really sticking in Jackson's mind was: Evolved Human, Ability, Enhanced Sensors. He found himself trying to get his head around what Emma had said. Then she had finished.
Jackson realised that his mouth had been opened slightly, and quickly closed it shut. His eyes wandered over her face, taking in her features. He honestly hadn't noticed anything different about her. Should he have? Instead of just sitting there looking at her, Jackson decided to say something. "Ummm...I am not sure what to say. I, ummm, haven't heard about your type at all. Not sure whether I was meant to. I haven't been living a sheltered life or anything, but why hadn't I heard about you or your type?" Jackson felt he had a lot of questions about what she had said. He wasn't scared of what she had said, but Jackson was curious, as would any human.
Then Emma mentioned about her being unable to read thoughts. Well that is a good thing, because you would have run if you could read my thoughts during the night. Jackson felt himself thinking to himself that it was indeed a good thing. Then she let out that laugh was so used to by now. He came back to reality a little with that gesture.
"I have a few questions, or maybe just one or two. Though I am not sure whether you wanted to be bombarded with all the 'why' and 'when' questions. Maybe I should just shut up now." What else could Jackson say? Well he could ask all the questions he wanted to ask her right here and now. "There is one thing I want to say though. Now I know what you meant, after each time I whispered to myself. I personally didn't think much of the comments. But now looking back, it makes sense."
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