by Emilie » Fri Jul 10, 2015 3:07 am
" I don't know how or why it happens, though I have many theories on it, that might be a discussion for another day if you're really that curious.
I don't know how many other Freuds there have been, but there's been at least this many." As she spoke, she shrugged off her jacket to show off all the bric-a-brac on her belt. Victor would have to seriously take a look to identify most of it but at first glance it didn't seem to be copies of anything that already belonged to him, though he did spy a few older looking items that might be of interest to him.
Emilie's voice took on a quieter, reflective tone. "And I don't know when I'll leave. One day I will be here, and the next moment I won't anymore." A jaunty little smirk forced it's way up. " Like the rapture in those terrible end of days films, only instead of the damned staying behind and the saved being whisked away by God, I'm the only one who disappears into the ether. Maybe I'm the only one worth saving and you're all a bunch of terrible heathens." She joked.
" I've been staying longer though." She added cheerfully. " Time before last, I stayed thirteen years in one spot, a new record. So whatever it is I am supposed to be doing with my time, I'm getting much better at it.
Or maybe a lot worse I haven't figured that out yet, heh."
When Victor brought up whether or not she had anything to ask, she shrugged."There is always something new to learn about a Freud. All Freuds are unique in their own special ways, just like all people.
But the basics mostly remain the same so there's nothing off the top of my head.
You are usually born in the spring. You often have at least one sibling, Veronica, which you refer to as Ronnie. She picks on you, but it's because she loves you and she doesn't know how to express it that well. I suppose that must be what siblings do. I've never had one. You were raised on a farm.
You are always Canadian, and you almost always return to Canada after school except in the cases where you had a very specific reason not to return. Loved ones, or job opportunities you just couldn't pass up. You have almost always attended the Institute except in the cases that it did not exist... Though this is new..." She commented , looking about her environment a bit. " I am probably going to prefer this. The Institute never works out well."
"Freuds in this timeline tend to have an obsession with antiquities. I have come to suspect it has something to do with your jumping position in time and space. It seems as if your soul feels like it doesn't fit here. Like you're a puzzle piece mashed into the wrong space." Emilie moved away from her deep thoughts on Victor's psychological well being, it wouldn't do to dump so much self reflection on him at once. Especially not after they just met.
"Modern Freuds tend to have the same small circle of friends, though I haven't seen any of them here yet. Just McManus. In my experience the two of you aren't usually very chummy, just acquaintances. I'm surprised I haven't seen Lebowski yet. In these school situations, there's practically guaranteed to be a Lebowski trailing behind you somewhere bitching about your fellow students immaturity.
Anyways, am I more or less on the mark?"