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Eleanor: I miss the old days. : <

Emily: That's right you're from the mid 30's, aren't you, Aunt Eleanor?

Eleanor: Yes, I am. I loved it except all the racism toward Dark Elves. I hated that... : <

Emily: Racism towards Dark Elves? Er, don't you hang with Max?

Eleanor: Yes, I do. ^_^ <3

Emily: Then how--

Eleanor: My parents weren't racist. They allowed me to see and befriend whomever I wanted. :3

Emily: Lucky.

Eleanor: You can't?

Emily: My father hates Dark Elves because one murdered my mother, grandfather and er, supposedly "kidnapped" you.

Eleanor: Kidnapped?! D8 Max didn't kidnap me! He saved my life!

Emily: Well I know that and you know that...but he doesn't. Anyway, it hasn't stopped me from hanging around Cross. I could care less what my father thinks of my friendship with him. I'm 33 years old, Goddammit.

Eleanor: Here, here! >:3

Emily: So, what was it like back then?

Eleanor: Oh, young niece it was so wonderful! The music, the fashion, the dancing...it was lovely. Gaia was more lively than it was today, minus the segragation. : <

Emily: : <

Eleanor: I remember inflation seizing to exist as well. Everyone could afford most things. Not all, but most. My family had been quite successful. One of the richest in Gaia without the inflation. It was a good time...then we had the people that lived, "Across The Tracks" where all the Dark Elves were.

Emily: I'm assuming that's where Max was, then, right? *grin*

Eleanor: Oh, well, I'm not sure. When we had met it was on a cruise. It was for a convention for inventors. My father and I were asked to attend. The cruise was set to sail for about a week or so. The bigshots of Gaia were all invited.

Emily: How'd Max make it there if there was that whole racist crap goin' on?

Eleanor: That just goes to show how smart he is. *taps a finger on her head*

Emily: Ahhh. I suppose intelligence runs in the family then.

Eleanor: Well, I was asked to go for one of my inventions that I hadn't quite...finished at the time, but they allowed my blue prints so, that's what I had brought. My father's invention was too big, since it was afterall, a biplane.

Emily: Wait, I thought---

Eleanor: Long story. Anyway, I met Max and Gin his kitty, we became good friends and then zombies attacked. D8

Emily: Wha?

Eleanor: Zombies attacked the cruise, everyone was dying left and right, I had been hiding in the bathroom with Tec when Max came bursting in and saved me with his time machine on his back. The next thing I knew, we were nearly about to fall overboard and there was a large flash and...yeah, we were somewhere else. Turns out his time machine had taken us elsewhere in time. :3

Emily: Oh wow! That's amazing! Do you have any idea what this means?!

Eleanor: Um, no?

Emily: It means Max's time amchine works! Which also means that--

Clarissa: WHO WANTS COOKIES?! 8D

Eleanor: I do!

Clarissa: Too bad! They're mine! D8

Elenaor: : <

Emily: Am I the only intellectual one here? : <

Eleanor: Oh, no. I'm pretty smart, I suppose. Katherine's smart too...um and Grace...oh and Ark too.

Clarissa: Hey!

Eleanor: Clarissa's witty.

Clarissa: >: <