Rachel Berrisford

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Title: Dinner
Authors: Rachel/Alec (with our friend Mandi)
Characters: Rachel/Alec (with Ben)
Fandom: Dark Angel
Theme Set: hw4
Theme(s): 003 Anxiety
Warnings and Notes: RP scene done with our friend who agreed to help with the scene and gave me permission to post it here. . It's WS so no warnings *smiles*


link to my livejournal since the RP took place over there

I remember the first time I saw Alec again. Only at that time I knew him as Simon, I didn't know about Alec. I didn't know it was the lie, I didn't remember Then when he told me bout it I just had to look at him and go. Why?

This wasn't Simon Lehane. This was someone different, yet the same. How many other names had he gone by? How many other names or identities had he gone by? I misunderstood. I thought he was playing a joke, but it wasn't. All I could do was look at him and blink, and then hurt him.

It wasn't about the lying, it was the fact that I still loved him, and I didn't care what he lied about, or what his real name was. I still loved him. Mistaken identity or not? I still loved him, and I'd never stop.

Rachel Berrisford // Dark Angel

mozarts_sonett and alec will be writing ten RP scenes featuring Rachel Berrisford and Alec McDowell from the Fox show Dark Angel. These fifty scenes will chronicle the post canon ship of Rachel and Alec, as if she never died. It will be from beginning to present. Enjoy!

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Prompt #8
"When I'm feeling blue, all I have to do..."
mun note quick: this is based on a Alec rp on livejournal (in the theatrical muse community). Not the Alec here, but the one there has a storyline going on with her, so I gained permission to use one of our rps as a backdrop.

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Rachel Berrisford
Dark Angel
605 words

My name is Rachel Berrisford, and I was presumed dead. And yes, I was dead for all of five minutes until the machines brought me back. I was in a coma for the better part of two years. I don't remember all of my past, but I do remember certain things. I can't remember any of my childhood for the most part. The only thing that stands out and makes sense in my brain is the fact that I loved the piano. And I took piano lessons from an amazing teacher. His name was Simon. Simon Lehane. I was captivated by him so much that I really didn't pay attention to the lessons. Only him. His hands guiding me and his voice telling me which way to move said hands. They shook so much when he was around.

I know my father loves me, he took me away to Paris, he however is passed and I'm on my own now. It's alright though, I'm struggling to put pieces and memories that were long forgotten. I'm not quite sure what else to say. And anything else I do say would probably sound quite stupid anyway. It's a pleasure to meet everyone. :)

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Muse: Rachel Berrisford
Fandom: Dark Angel
Words: 200