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>we walk to the cafeteria. the atmosphere has completely changed since last I've been here. the lights are dim. a few other couples are eating here as well. I faintly notice Ophelia across the room but my eye wander quickly to the menu.
Rover: you can order What ever you want. It's on me.
Blake: thank you.
>not every thing on the menu looks delicious... some things here are just too exotic for me.
Blake: how... err... what is the woolohlain fillet?
Rover: it's stretchy and tasteless.
Blake: and the arapaima sausage?
Rover: it's fish pretty good to.
>a tall lanky man walk's up to our table. his hair and mustache are dirty blond his ear's are pointy. I think he's an elf... but I've never seen one before. well I don't remember ever seeing one at least.
Waiter: may I take the order?
Blake: euh... yes. I'll have the fish sausage. euh... number 12.
Waiter: as you wish.
>he look's to Rover and notices his attire.
Waiter: and the misses?
Rover: i lingwe vene ar dulin suilpar
>the waiter look's surprised.
Waiter: sai eithel. ar a yulna?
Rover: carad fion
>the waiter look's unpleasantly at Rover who seems to have won... maybe I don't know. he walk's away with our orders.
Blake: you speak elvish?
Rover: common, imperial, dorf, bold, shaka and elvish... yes... you wanted to ask me about your self?
Blake: ah yes. I have so much I want to learn.
Rover: well ask away.
Blake: just what are they? what are these voices in my head?
Rover: don't know. voices probably. when you were young, about 7 your dad told you that he wanted to give you some friends, friends that would be there for you. and then you blacked out. when you woke up Eden was there. who knows what he did to you. but it gave you head voices.
Blake: wow... just what do you know about them?
Rover: well... Eden is ONE "person". that has MANY different personality's. it never fully likes or dislikes anything. but if some thing significantly interests or disgusts one of them they often speak up. you probably noticed that some of Eden's personalities are more distinct. where other just fade in and out.
Blake: yah I know... what were they like back then? back when we were young?
>the waiter arrives with our food. he offer's me my plate. there is a small salad of lettuce carrots and tomatoes, three large sausages occupy the most of the space. Rover's dish is a light brown soup and grilled fish. the waiter pours wine into our glasses, then leaves.
Rover: well back then there were a few... but they may have changed a bit. is mother still there?
Blake: who?
Rover: mother... you called one mother, because it was always there and just wanted you to be happy with what ever you were doing.
Blake: ... yah I think it's still there.
Rover: what about that one that always wanted you to kick me?
Blake: still there.
Rover: there was one that talked with a crappy accent and always made mistakes. and one that try to get you to make porn with me...
Blake: yup, they are all there
Rover: what about the one that was a duck?
Blake: a what? no I think that one's gone.
Rover: shame, he always lightened the mood...
Blake: ... one more question... what's corporal possession?
Rover: ... I don't know if I should tell you about that... no. there gonna find out eventually. best you know about it.
Blake: they..?
Rover: Eden... it can... how can I explain this..? imagine that your a huge bottle. and your connected to a million little bottles. and every time you experience any thing... it goes into the bottles as well. they all feel, taste, smell, see and hear everything you experience. including in your head. but... corporal possession is when you... ehh... when you squeeze one of the bottles really hard and the fluids rush up into the big bottle. the big bottle get's full of Eden... But just one Eden, and if only for a moment. that one Eden has his say in what goes on. he give the orders. like this YOU can use Eden's individual skills. but don't worry. our the one who's really calling the shots. you tell them when your gonna use them. not vise verca. but watch out. they can sometimes be a bit aggressive about it. some times they force it. just be strong and you'll regain control.
Blake: ... remarkable. simply remarkable. what kind of skills does Eden posses?
Rover: all kind's of skills, mostly knowledge thought. some can cook, some can speak different languages, some even know a few martial arts.
Blake: amazing.
Rover: how the food?
Blake: its good.
Rover: by the way I'm buying you new cloths tomorrow. but have you thought about what you want to wear?
Blake: I'm having my shirt fixed. but other than that I haven't given it much thought.
Rover: how about you help him on this one Eden. I'm sure your a hundred times more creative than Blake. hehe...
Blake: hehehe yah... they are.
> we finish eating just as the train's about to stop. Rover pulls out his wallet and drop's a hefty amount on the counter then leaves.
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