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 Posted: Thu Mar 09, 2006 10:22 pm
"We can make up for lost time," she said with an encouraging smile. Her eyes followed his hand, and she reached out and picked up the folders and held them up. "And you'll get the last laugh, yes?"
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Posted: Thu Mar 09, 2006 10:25 pm
"Perhaps...." Moreau tried to look like he was cheering up a bit. But still look a little desperate.
"You'll help me get even won't you Aubrey... for the life they took from us." Moreau squeezed her hand tightly. Intending to emphisize how much he wanted her support on this.
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Posted: Thu Mar 09, 2006 10:32 pm
Aubrey adjusted the glasses on her face. "Help you? Isn't that what I'm here for, Nicky?" She took the file and flipped Brian's open. "Will they be getting any...'special' treatment? Besides the obvious."
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Posted: Thu Mar 09, 2006 10:34 pm
"Well, look over my notes on the animals I've chosen. As far as other special treatment... what... did you have in mind love?"
Moreau was still looking downcast, but he was going with Aubrey's codling helping him. He was slowly starting to straiten himself up.
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Posted: Thu Mar 09, 2006 10:37 pm
"Ideas?" Aubrey shrugged, sitting on the edge of the desk and looking over the files some more. "I dunno. Maybe a good fashioned swirly for Brian," she said with a small smile on her lips.
She closed his and looked at Valentine. "You know, I think she had a crush on you." She held of the file, proud of her 'conclusion.' "I think that's why she was so mean to you, you know. Because she didn't think you were 'good enough' for her...but she liked you anyway. She was always trying to get me to lay off you."
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Posted: Thu Mar 09, 2006 10:40 pm
"A swirely is a bit juvinile... maybe.. we can think of something better... I don't know. I still can't think strait..." Moreau looked at Aubrey as though he was looking at her for advice, something to make it all right.
"See, that's another way they tried to keep us apart. I could never fall for an ignorant silly girl like that." Moreau half spit, but he was doing his best to still look a bit... lost.
"Don't you want us to get the last laugh" Moreau didn't say him, like Aubrey did.
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Posted: Thu Mar 09, 2006 10:43 pm
"Of course we're going to get the last laugh," she said, her voice trying to console him. "They'll be stuck here, completely under our control. They'll see everything you've acomplished...and they'll have to suffer for it." She didn't sound exactly excited, but there was an edge to her voice, a cold indifference...talking abuot ruining these people's lives without the lofty sigh of regreat she often held when faced with the bitter reality of their experimentation.
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Posted: Thu Mar 09, 2006 10:47 pm
Moreau smiled internally, it was... defintly better. He pulled Aubrey close. "I'm just glad that I have you with me... to enjoy it with me."
He sort of looked away then at her but not directly into her eyes. "I mean.. it is only deserved right love?"
Moreau was now reaching for Aubrey for his justification, to draw her into it. He was trying to make her justify it completely in her mind, and hopefully, feed off of Moreau's own enjoyment.
Moreau being happy often made Aubrey happy by default... this was just a natural extension of that...
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Posted: Thu Mar 09, 2006 10:55 pm
Aubrey put a comforting hand on his face. "They deserve to be punished for what they did to you," she said. She wasn't quite sure if they had repented for it on their own time. I mean, people did some stupid s**t in high school... but it does leave scars. Scars she was seeing on Moreau now. "Will bringing them here...will it help you? Bring you.. .closure?"
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Posted: Thu Mar 09, 2006 10:59 pm
"I... hope so... I don't know if it will be enough, but it will be a start." he sighed.
"They don't... deserve to be happy here... not on my island." he was goading Aubrey, trying to get her to suggest things, to do things that were against her character.
He was lucky to have someone who... in the end... was so much his.
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Posted: Thu Mar 09, 2006 11:02 pm
"Oh," she said in a 'there, there' tone. "They won't be happy here. Because they'll know. Unlike everyone else, who, frankly, are mostly unfortunately victems of circumstance, they will know why they are here. They'll have to live with the fact that they brought this completely on themselves."
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Posted: Thu Mar 09, 2006 11:04 pm
"You really think that'll be enough though Aubrey? Enough for us both to have revenge?" he said angerly.
Moreau had, just about suceeded in making his anger and grief, Aubrey's. Which is exactly what he wanted.
"I'm not just being petty am I Aubrey?" Moreau said, his eyes searching for the answer he wanted from her. The answer he wanted was plain on his face.
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Posted: Thu Mar 09, 2006 11:08 pm
"I don't know" she said honestly. "It depends.. maybe they've changed. They'll have to face you to fully realize what exactly they did to you. To us. In that case.. yes. Yes it should be enough, don't you think? I mean... its not like they'll be going anywhere. This is it for them. They'll have to live their life, everyday facing the consequences of their actions."
She gave him an ecouraging smile. "And well, if they're still the arrogant pricks they always were.. I'm sure we'll find ways to show them who's boss around here, yes?"
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Posted: Thu Mar 09, 2006 11:10 pm
"Yes... I guess I will." Moreau grinned.
"Come on Aubrey, lets get something to eat, I've spent enough time in this lonely office." Moreau put his arm around Aubrey. Turned off the light and walked out the door locking it as he left.
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Posted: Sun Mar 12, 2006 9:01 pm
((New RP))
Aubrey ran to the main facility in a terrified panic. Frustrated tears streaked down her face, and she didn't stop to catch her breath until she was in the elevators. She finally had to force herself to slow down as she yelled at the controls to take her to the main lab facilities.
She leaned back against the wall as the elevators started moving, taking some deep breaths. She reached up and gingerly touched her neck, wincing as her fingers came in contact with tender skin. She pulled it back and rubbed the bright red blood between her fingers. Great.
Aubrey had calmed down substantially by the time the got ot the labs...at least she wasn't in a panic anymore. She trotted down the hallway, looking for Moreau through the glass in the door until she saw him hunched over a microscope in Lab 4.
She flung open the door and raced towards him. "Nick!" she cried, flinginf her arms around his neck.
Aurbrey was in her blue beach sarong, sand caked all over her thighs and lower legs. There was blood trailing down from her neck, smeared in a few places, trailing down onto her shoulders. It didn't look gushing, but it was obviously more than a mere scrape - and it was hard to judge exactly how bad the wounds were from a first glance. A little blood can look like a lot, especially when its on someone you care abuot.
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