[Well, the thought processes on display here are 1) blush. 2) deny. 3) listen. and 4) flap mouth uselessly. 4 wins out mostly because she's embarrassed.
After a long pause...]
It could.
I mean. Even if I was a thing with this girl in another life, I don't know her from Adam right now.
[Eleanor knew what that pause was. She forgot how easy it could be to embarrass Yukiko sometimes. Whoops?]
True enough. I suppose I just meant in general. [She hesitated.] But yeah, it doesn't really matter anyway. Whatever you remember, you're you even if it matches up sometimes. So I suppose free reign on whoever you want to date.
No, none of the abilities but two memories. One of them from childhood, and another in a fight. I would think that I started the fires with psychic powers, but I felt like there was something else inside me creating that fire.
It's a vague explanation, I know, but I don't know how else to describe it.
I never took any psychology courses, I only know some of the basics. But doesn't that have to do with how to act around different groups of people? Or does it refer to a personality we put on display?
That's right. In Jungian Psychology it's the mask we wear to make an impression, and to shield our true selves.
I remember that word, specifically, in conjunction with the being I feel connected to. I promise you that I'm not insane, and I'm happy to meet with you to prove what I'm saying is true. That being inside me, that connection? Is called a Persona. I remember that, specifically.
I can draw on that connection. I suppose that part of myself really, and I can use magic. Maybe the same is true for you?
I know it sounds insane, but if you'd like, I'm free today. I could show you.
Okay, so I guess you're playing the scary dad roll when I go on a date in college, huh? Stand behind me in the dorm doorway looking ominous, holding a fireball?
[She couldn't hide her laugh at that, really. It helped that for as nice as Yukiko usually seemed, Eleanor knew what her temper could be like to.]
I'm not, I'm not. You don't even know her, you know, she could be very nice. [She was, really. If a little unsettling sometimes.]
I've calmed down. I was just...surprised. And upset, yeah. [And frustrated with herself for misreading the situation and missing that it was coming at all.]
It doesn't matter now, though. There are a million other things to worry about now, huh? You ready for graduation?
Ready? God, I feel like it won't ever come. I'm so looking forward to just getting out and getting ready for college. My parents and I started getting the apartment setup. We'll have two empty bedrooms, unless my randomly assigned roommate from the dorms decides she wants to stay with us.
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