the SEVEN-FIVE project

2005-09-21 - 1:03 p.m.

"Okay, then tell me why she's wearing the key to your lock around her neck?" Parker pointed at the heart shaped key that was now hanging around Nikki's neck.

Nikki and I looked at each other dumbfounded. "I have no idea. I had showed it to her and put it back in the guitar case before everything started last night, but I don't remember taking it back out."
"Right, so you two are telling me that the objects that represent how you feel about other people are magically now on each other?" Parker shook his head in disbelief. "Neither of you has any recollection of any kind as to how it happened?"
"We could have just been caught up in the moment, it could be magic, or it could be something else entirely; we just don't know." Nikki finally chimed in.
"Nikki, do you feel something strange coming from either the key or the ring?"
"No, it feels just like it did when Seven showed it to me."
"Please, try to take them off."
"I'll go first." Nikki looked at me and we nodded at each other. I tugged at the ring and it slid over my knuckles with no problem. I held it up for everyone to see, a simple black ring; I have no idea what it was made from though.
Then it was Nikki's turn. She pulled her hair back and grabbed the string for the key near the knot at the back and pulled it up and over her head. She held it up so everyone could see it and leaned forward to put it on the table. When she set the key on the table the string began moving and suddenly it was wrapped around her forearm with the key dangling from her wrist. "Seven, try to put the ring on the table."
I leaned forward to put it on the table, but it wasn't in my hand where I had kept it after I took it off; it was back on my finger. I pulled it off again, this time I had to struggle a little with it, but when it came off I tried to put it on the table and I couldn't. It stayed either stuck to my hand or caught on one of my fingers.
"Nikki, try to put the key back around your neck."
She pulled the tangled cord from around her arm and it slid off with no problem. It went back over her head and under her hair with no difficulty whatsoever.
"I've read about things like this; a magically charged gift that won't let go of who it was given to. It's really not all that uncommon."
"How uncommon is it for a gift to give itself though? Neither one of you remembers giving the other one anything, but they just appeared on you, how do we know they didn't give themselves or react to your subconscious somehow?"

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