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 Posted: Sat Jul 29, 2006 1:07 pm
Since his meeting with Natsumi, Newt had started to feel a little better about himself and the island. He wasn't sure he still believed Sabin's warnings, but his parinoia wouldn't allow him to go out with at least a paper painting mask handy just in case. It hung around his neck as he loitered just outside the entertainment room, his rag in hand as he worked at washing the windows. Someone in passing had spilled something or other (he did not want to ask questions concerning the sticky liquid), but he was managing to get it off fairly easily from his crouch. In the heat of the afternoon, he had removed his shoes and socks and rolled up the legs of his jumper to let his webbed feet catch some cool tropical breeze.
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Posted: Sat Jul 29, 2006 1:17 pm
Maryke was bored. There was nothing to do and obviously no one that she would want to pass the time with. The only human people she knew was that Japanese guy that arrived with her and of course, those on staff. THAT of course was out of the question. She was still fuming about the whole thing so the last thing she wanted to do was see the faces of the jerks who had literally screwed her over.
So that left wondering around, checking around places aimlessly. How she came to be in the entertainment room was up in the air. The madam had just been going in and out of rooms letting her curiousity get the best of her. She still wasn't scared of the animal people that haunted here, because no matter where she went Maryke was certain she could talk/like/cheat/bribe/or screw her way out of any and every situation. What she didn't count on however was some greenish person being in the room she had just entered. And he was wearing some type of janitor uniform at that.
"Don't tell me," she said stepping back a little at the sight of him, "Everyone here is turning into an animal including the workers?"
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Posted: Sat Jul 29, 2006 1:28 pm
At the sudden voice, the green man jumped slightly, which wasn't difficult in his froggish crouch. He gave a squeak, fumbling to pull his mask up over his nose and mouth, "Ah... Ah... I... " While Cass, Natsumi and Nita had seemed rather nice and unthreatening, there was a definate humanly preditorial edge to this woman towering over him that Newt humanly instinctively cowered befor. But she was human, which made him hesitate. No signs of changes- was she a new arrival? "I'm n-not... ah... I m-mean, w-well I am, rather- er... cuh-cuh-can I help you?" He finally managed, scrambling to pick up his walking-stick-broom in case he needed to move out of the way.
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Posted: Sat Jul 29, 2006 1:39 pm
"Ugh!" She managed, finally getting a good look at the....thing. She could still tell that this was, or she guessed anyway, still somewhat of a person. But, this had to be the most ******** digusting creature she had ever laid eyes upon. It might even worse then that octopus man that Nita briefly mentioned last night. She frowned and took a step back, not wanting to get too close. Instinctively a hand went over her mouth as she did so, trying really hard to hold down any food that still might be lingering in her system.
"Uh..n-n-no you can't!" She said harshly, mock stuttering at him. Her mellow mood was now completely thrown out the window as she looked at what she deemed, a bumbling idiot. "What are you anyway?"
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Posted: Sat Jul 29, 2006 1:46 pm
Newt's eyes darted back and forth nerviously, as though wondering if this were a trick question, "Er... I'm... ah... the cus-cus-cus-custodian." He blushed slightly at the teasing, but was used to being ridiculed for his speech impediment. His webbed hands clung to his broom and out of the corner of his eye, he spotted something crawling up the doorway, drawn out by the sticky residue of the spill.
He knew he shouldn't, not in front of someone like her.
His stomach growled.
He kept his eyes off of it, but they twitched back. It was a large tropical beatle of some sort, the type he had found made a decent chicken replacement in his new diet, and had a sickeningly pleasent crunch.
In an attempt to be non-chalant, he lifted his mask just enough for his tongue to whip out, snatch it up and dissappear back into his mouth again, and pulled the white paper back down again as though nothing had happened.
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Posted: Sat Jul 29, 2006 1:54 pm
Did she see it? Oh boy did she. Maryke caught the whole disgusting show and that's when the damn burst. She was ABOUT to play nice, at least TRY to be friendly. Because by now she assumed this man was mentally incapacitated and she felt a little sorry for him. Being turned into and animal and being possibly retarded, well that was just plain sad in her book. So there would have been pity.
But, then he went and ate a bug.
With one hand still over her mouth Maryke's own hazel eyes began to dart around for a trashcan nearby, with her shapely body shaking from head to toe. As soon as she found one she began to rush over, bile rising up in her throat.
She however, did not make it. Before the swanky madame knew it, she was toppled on all fours, wretching loudly.
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Posted: Sat Jul 29, 2006 2:05 pm
At her sudden movements, Newt fell back onto his rear, his broom clattering to the floor loudly as he tried to swallow the insect as quickly as he could, "Ah! Ah- b-blast, I d-didn't mean to... ah... I.." Stupid tongue and stupid instincts and stupid mouth not working. His panic seemed to escilate the rediculous stutter, "P-pluh-please d-don't-!" But it was too late. He hopped back away from the mess, worried for his bear feet.
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Posted: Sat Jul 29, 2006 2:12 pm
Maryke was PISSED. Not only did that feel really uncomfortable, because hey who wanted to be puking their brains out in some foreign domain, it was also the fact that he was the one who had caused it. She stayed planted over the floor however, her hair thankfully over her shoulders so it didn't touch the mess. The madame was breathing heavy and her throat was now scratchy and hurting.
Slowly and surely, she stood up, wiping her mouth with the back of her hand. Her hazel eyes were now in small slits and her upper lip was upturned. If looks could kill Newt would be nothing but a heap on the floor by now. She stepped closer to him, bawling her fists as she did.
"You're going to pay for that," she snarled.
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Posted: Sat Jul 29, 2006 2:19 pm
Newt gave a frightened noise in the back of his throat as he tried to back up as best he could, "I... It's n-no t-trouble! I'll... I'll... I'll j-just get my muh-muh-mop and... y-you d-don't have to wuh-wuh-wuh," He swallowed, face trembling as he managed to spit the word out, "Worry!" In his scrambling, his mask had been knocked to the side onto his cheak, reveiling the insect leg that had become stuck between his teeth against his knowlage.
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Posted: Sat Jul 29, 2006 2:29 pm
"Don't worry?? Don't WORRY?" She started, moving in closer, her eyes flashing dangerously. "I'll give you something to worry abo........" Her voice trailed off as her eyes widened when the mask was moved, voice trailing off to turn into a very high and very loud shriek. The madame doubled over, holding onto her stomach and scrunching up her face as she tried very hard to ignore the sight she had just seen. Once she thought she had calmed herself enough she went back up, standing to her full height.
The bug leg....
Was still there.
With eyes rolling to the back of her head and disgust twisting her stomach into tight knots Maryke fell backwards and onto the floor with a heavy thud. The brunette's hazel eyes fluttered once before she had fully and completely fainted.
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Posted: Sat Jul 29, 2006 2:35 pm
Newt blinked, clueless as to why the woman suddenly swooned. When it seemed she wasn't about to wake up, the panic in his stomach increased and the frog-man inched towards her. "Ah... oh, b-blast... oh... oh H-hell!" Careful of her previous mess, he hop-hobbled to her side, leaning over her with a frightened expression, "Ah... ah... M-muh-muh-miss?" Tentitively, he slapped at her cheak with a webbed hand, trying to get her to wake.
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Posted: Sat Jul 29, 2006 2:43 pm
Maryke moaned softly, head titled and lips pursed. Slowly eyes fluttered to their fullest as the world became less groggy. She felt a stinging sensation in her cheek and she soon realized what had just happened.
"Son of a b***h," she screamed, trying to scramble out of 'his clutches'. "You slapped me!!"
She looked over once she was out of the way and made a grab for his broom, quickly turning and jabbing the air in front of her as if it and she were a threat. "What do you want from me??" she demanded, her hair in disarray and feeling a bit panicky.
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Posted: Sat Jul 29, 2006 2:45 pm
He fell backward again, his eyes wide, "N-nuh-nothing! I.. I w-was j-just cluh-cluh-cleaning and y-you-"
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Posted: Sat Jul 29, 2006 2:58 pm
"me? I what??" she yelled, flustered as she dropped the broom and put two hands on her hips. "You're the one who decided to chow down on a....a......." She grimaced and squeezed her eyes shut, trying REALLY hard not to throw up once more, and the last thing she wanted to do was to pass out with this freak lingering around.
"And you slapped me! So how in the HELL does that translate into nothing??" she asked, glaring daggers at him, inching closer dispite how digusted she was by him.
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Posted: Sat Jul 29, 2006 3:04 pm
Newt cringed back, hiding behind his knees as he stared at her impossibly wide-eyed, "I... I... I... I w-wuh-was only truh-trying to... to help-" Natsumi had made him feel better about his insectiverous ways, but now he was starting to feel as though he was back to square one. "I... I'm s-suh-sorry! I I ah-" He sputtered in a squeak.
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