"ARGH!!!"

"Pardon me, did I scare you? I'm so sorry, do excuse me, ma'ma."

"just a little... what are those numbers! what do they mean? Their look like an engraving on your face, they look a part of you?" she drifts around him, glances sideways, and stretches out her hand to touch. But he smacks it away.

"Thirteen-nineteen, 1319, they are a part of me, that's my name -- I was given when I was born. Excuse me, I should have introduce myself properly. You must be new here."

"I don't know how I ended up here, I was standing in the airport waiting for my plane, then as they call for my flight to board...I ended up here...or was it very much before, I am rather confused...where am I?"

"My name is Mr. 1319, where you are I can't rightly say, you're somewhere in-between where you were and where you're suppose to be going..." 1319 looks around hands stretch wide welcoming her to his home: the in-between. Just happens that those who don't know where they want to go end up here until they decide where exactly it is that they desire to be, for 1319, he decides long ago nowhere in particular is where he wants to be.

"Sandra, that's my name, chapp. Its nice to me you, something I've notice, its quiet a bit queer, since I've been here, my speech has change very drastically, I speak like a partial Brit."

"Or perhaps, you finally speak as you really should, I believe darling your speech has more of an Irish twist to it lassie. This place does it to ya, it does a real odd number on ya, let's move out of the forest. Its less strange out there." He points in the direction of the beach, that wasn't there when they were first getting acquainted.

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