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Tuesday Morning

Taking a large cup of coffee and her brand new very old copy of Neruda's Cien sonetos de amor/One Hundred Love Sonnets outside, she sits in a chair beside the TARDIS in the park, watching the sunrise. She also has a tablet and a pencil, and occasionally she jots down thoughts and memories as they gradually return to her...jumbled and out of context. She watches the people out for their morning...whatever it is they do here...sipping her coffee and reading.

[[do I really need to put 'open for interaction'?]]

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Red had to run to the town hall office to pick up something before he opened his shop for the day. On his way back through, he took a turn through the park and noticed CJ sitting outside and enjoying the morning.

Cutting through, he trotted up to her and nodded, setting his folder on the grass and putting a paw over it to keep the breeze from picking it up. "Good morning, CJ. How are you?"

Her jaw drops, and she blinks repeatedly. Wondering if maybe her meds are making her hallucinate, or if her brain is just that broken, she stares at the very big, very scary, talking beast. The best she can manage is a squeak.

When she squeaked, he started, poised and ready, looking around at what may have startled her. When he realized it was him she squeaked at, he chuckled and sat down. Best just to play it cool. "I came by to see how you were doing. I had talked with Geoff Chaucer last week and he mentioned you had been in an accident. I'm glad to see you up and about."

Entirely involuntary giggles shake her frame, and she cannot stop staring. "Are you...talking? Really?"

Red smiled. "Am I starting to mumble? I do that sometimes when trying to talk around all my teeth," and he showed her his teeth in a cheeky grin.

She squeaks again, and pulls back in her chair.

"Look, I don't mean to be rude, but this is scaring the crap out of me."

"My apologies, I suppose this means you don't remember me." Red said with a nod and he stopped smiling. He took several steps back. "I was the artist that put the tattoo on your ankle."

Looking down and turning her foot, she looks at the 10. "You gave me this? Why?" Looking up at him, fear melts away to confusion again.

"I'm sorry. I had a car wreck and I don't...remember."

"I think it held some importance for you, that was the impression I had when you picked it out," Red said. He could see her relax just a bit and he shifted a bit closer.

"But...you're...what are you?" She relaxes abit more, figuring if he was going to eat her, he would have already.

Clearing his throat, Red held his chin up. "I'm Red. I own a tattoo, piercing and jewelry shop in town. I'm also the mayor of Fandom Town and the father to two orphaned cubs of my same species." He grinned sheepishly. "As for what I am, I'm not from this place and it's kind of hard to describe. Especially since I don't know myself."

Thankful to have years of training to fall back on in the field of relations and decorum, she smiled and sat up straighter as she addressed the Cheshire Cat's bigger, more frightening bbrother.

"It's a pleasure to meet you, Red. I'm sure if I knew you before, I'll enjoy getting to know you once again." Smiling softly, she nods politely. The thought of riding on the back of a bike with a magician and dating an alien suddenly makes this seem not so very strange.

"I hope so. I'm not a bad sort," Red said in a teasing voice. "And you do throw excellent parties. Your birthday was quite a success! I hope we can make it an annual thing."

"I throw excellent parties. What did I do for my birthday?" she smiles, eager to hear. She leans forward slightly, growing more comfortable.

Seeing that she was becoming more relaxed with his presence, Red stretched out on the ground, his head resting on his file folder. "It was this huge festival. Some medieval theme with jousting and costumes and music and food."

"That sounds so amazing! Was that my idea? Weird." She closes her eyes for a minute, "It cost a lot...but you helped."

"Yes!" Red said enthusiastically. "So you remember that part."

"And I...did I dress you up?" She looks half confused and half horrified that she might have commited some very bad faux pas.

"As an artist, I believe," Red said cheerfully. "It was quite fun," he added. "Something I'd like to do every year, township picking up the tab."

"What a great idea. I had a great idea!" she smiles and nearly giggles, remembering things in bits and pieces. "What else goes on around here?"

"Just the person I was hoping to see!" Geoff calls from the edge of the park. Striding over, he leans down and gives CJ a soft kiss and then straightens and steps back.

"You're looking well, milady. It's good to see you home again."

[ooc: Slowplaying today, hope that's all right.]

Setting her book down, she smiles warmly and catches his hand and holds it. "You have no idea how good it is to see someone I actually know. Did you have a good Christmas, Geoff?"

"I had a very good Christmas, CJ." He drops to one knee so he can talk without looming over her. "Um...what do you mean by 'someone you actually know'?"

"Oh, Geoff. I can't remember hardly anything. The wreck... the..." she reaches upand brushes her hair off her stitches, "I've lost so much."

"You'll get it back, CJ. I'm sure you will. And if you need help...you gave me a commission, a while ago, to write some tales for you about Fandom. I've got an excellent eye for detail, and a fair amount of notes."

Geoff squeezes her hand. "We'll all help you get it back."

"Thank you Geoff. Thank you...so much." She holds his hand. "I'd love to read your notes."

"I'll put them in order for you, CJ. Or..." He raises a questioning eyebrow. "Maybe I'll come and read them to you sometime, if you like."

"Did I forget how to read?" she smiles mischeviously, squeezing his hand. "I'm teasing. I'd love that, Geoff. You have..." her eyes close for a moment and she barely whispers, "".

Blushing, she looks at him. "I'm sorry, I don't know why I thought that."

Blushing a little bit as well, Geoff says, "Don't worry, my lady. I know why."

He leans over and gives her a kiss on the cheek. "I should be going, and you should be resting. If there's anything at all that you need, Ten knows my number, and I'll come by and see you again soon."

Standing, he reaches down for a quick, warm hug. "Give my love to Ten, would you? And say hello to Jack for me."

"I will Geoff. Take care." She kisses his cheek softly on the cheek before he goes.

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