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 Posted: Mon Oct 09, 2006 7:24 pm
Her arm was no match for the dog's kisses. Up one side of her face, the slobbering tongue left thick messy saliva. When the young, slightly hairy man pulled the dog away, she reached up and wiped it off in mild disgust.
She smiled at Lucas though, and said with still panting breath, "Do not think on it. He had startled me, that is all." She stood up now, brushing herself off, and straightened her cloak.
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Posted: Mon Oct 09, 2006 7:30 pm
Patting the dog a few times, hoping to calm him down a bit, Lucas stood, scratching at the hair on his elbow. "I wish he would listen to me, but it seems only Emelyn can control him."
Reaching into his bag, he pulled out the letter and handed it to the brunette. He almost felt like a mailman as he did so. "I found this just a little bit ago. I'm sorry, but I read it. I wouldn't have had I known it was private."
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Posted: Tue Oct 10, 2006 5:57 pm
She leaned down and scratched the dog on the head a few times with her hoof. "Oh, he's Emelyn's dog..." She hadn't seen Emelyn in what seemed like ages...
She pulled back from the dog again to receive what Lucas had found. If it was one of her notes... how did he know it was her's? Unless...
She took it tenderly, and with one glance she knew what it was. "Thank you," she whispered, not looking up from the parchment. Then, she met his eyes. "Thank you very much."
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Posted: Tue Oct 10, 2006 6:06 pm
When the two people stopped paying attention to him, Reuben grew bored and headed off to explore more interesting things.
"You're welcome," Lucas smiled lightly, a little unsure. He was glad that she was not angry with him for reading it, but Emerwyn didn't seem like that kind of person. And she seemed like the type that was always calm and composed that never really revealed what was going on inside.
"Was he your boyfriend?" Lucas quickly added, "Sorry, I shouldn't pry. You don't have to answer that."
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Posted: Tue Oct 10, 2006 6:10 pm
Emerwyn shook her head. "Oh, please do not think on it. I am past that point with the situation. It has been nearly a year and a half...
Yes, he was... is. Well, to be frank I am not certain any longer." She laughed a little. It was so soft, like a bell muffled by feathers.
"What I do know, is that I love him, and I shall do whatever I can to help him. Even if that only means surviving."
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Posted: Tue Oct 10, 2006 6:17 pm
Lucas nodded. He wasn't quite sure what to say. He couldn't say 'maybe one day you'll see him'. See him as a half-human, half-deer experiment? No. He couldn't say 'I'm sorry you won't be able to see him again', either. That was just as bad.
The silence was awkward and he needed to think of something to fill it with. He tried to chew his cheek, an old habit, and only succeeded in cutting himself with his new fangs. Wincing, he rubbed the outside of his cheek.
"Was he in some kind of trouble?"
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Posted: Tue Oct 10, 2006 6:23 pm
Emerwyn let Lucas take his time. "Yes, he was... or he is. It is not for me to know whether he has come out of it or not. In one way... or the other.
With a little more work, I should be able to find out why he needed to hide."
But, Emerwyn could not stand for the boy to feel so awkward. She put a hand on his shoulder. "Please, do not feel you need to excersize any sort of discretion on my part. I am quite setlled in my situation. Know you have my gratification either way. Shall we?" She gestured, offering a path for them to walk along.
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Posted: Tue Oct 10, 2006 6:37 pm
"If you need any help I-" He stopped.
Touching was an odd thing for Lucas. Especially when it was a girl. When Emerwyn placed her hand on his shoulder he blushed. He would have stepped back from her, but in this situation, he knew it could be interpreted wrong.
"Uh..." It took him a moment to process what she meant, glancing in the direction she gestured, and nodded. "Oh, uh, Yeah. Shall, yeah." He turned, coughed, and called for Reuben.
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Posted: Tue Oct 10, 2006 6:42 pm
Emerwyn bit her lip. She was surpressing a laugh. This one was a little different from the delicate thing that had escaped her before. Though the volume would not be any different, the feeling would be. Somehow, the deer had made Lucas nervous by a single touch... It was cute.
"Then let's shall." She started to walk, looking down to see the little dog running up beside and around them. She tucked her letter away now, and turned to Lucas. "So, he is Emelyn's dog? How is she doing? She is a dear friend of mine, and I have not seen her in far too long."
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Posted: Tue Oct 10, 2006 6:52 pm
Lucas completely missed the amusement Emerwyn was getting from his shy embarassment.
He sighed at the mention of Em, his furred ears twitching slightly. When he spoke his voice was even. "Yes, he is. His name is Reuben. Em... A while back I found Em hurt. Someone named Joliette had attacked her here in the jungle. I took her back to my place so she could recover. A few days ago I returned to my duplex after a walk and found Em missing, my mirror was shattered. Now Emelyn is in the labs." He sighed. "I think she's in bad shape."
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Posted: Tue Oct 10, 2006 6:57 pm
Emerwyn's stomach did a strange flip inside her, and then sank. The pressure of this event sent her heart straight into her throat.
"I know Joliette... I had seen her recently. Her boyfriend has been feral, too..." This rambling was hardly even spoken to Lucas. It was more of an outward attempt to arrange her thoughts.
"But... Emelyn... W-we must see her. They have to let us see her."
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Posted: Tue Oct 10, 2006 7:05 pm
"Emelyn doesn't blame Joliette." Lucas still didn't know who Joliette was.
"I've called the labs twice now and both times my request to see her have been denied." Lucas ran fingers through his hair and closed his eyes. "It's my fault. I should never have suggested she look at her reflection. It had been months since she'd seen her reflection. It was stupid of me. I had just changed, I was tired, sore..." He shook his head. "I'm sure the labs are taking care of her physical health, but I'm more worried about what's going on inside her head."
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Posted: Tue Oct 10, 2006 7:10 pm
So that was the significance of the mirror. Emerwyn had wondered. She had seen her reflection quite frequently, whenever she went to the river to drink.
"I suppose then, has Emelyn completed her transformation?" All of the people she'd first met a year ago were finishing with their physical journey... She was still stuck. And as she was when she spoke to Pyroth, she was yet uncertain which position she preferred.
"I feel the same... There is no way to comprehend. And being in there - away from friends... it can only hurt her."
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Posted: Tue Oct 10, 2006 7:14 pm
"I...really don't know. I'm not sure at what point she was in her change. All I know is that it's the only explanation for the broken, bloody mirror. The labs even said she had self-inflicted wounds when I asked about her."
He slipped his hands into his pockets, unsure of what else to do with them. It felt awkward to have them hanging at his sides or folded in front of him. "I was thinking about writing her a note. I would think the labs would allow that much. I just don't know what I would say."
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Posted: Tue Oct 10, 2006 7:20 pm
Emerwyn reflected a little bit. The sun peeked through many layers to reach them, and when it managed, it was only for a fraction of a fleeting moment.
"Maybe we should write one together. I often find that talking with a friend can help one gather their thoughts. I have some stationary that we may use."
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