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 Posted: Thu Mar 09, 2006 9:57 am
Why was it that every time Antony went out to be alone and relax that she ran into someone disgustingly cheery. Looking the furry one over, she threw the towel over her shoulder before bending over to rifle through her bag. "Antony," she grunted while she was rummaging for her cigarettes.
Once found, Antony pulled out a smoke before standing up and immediately lighting it between her lips.
The accented yell caused her mood to perk once more. Her tails twitched behind her as she quickly identified the male from yesterday heading this way. Well, some things were looking up.
And then Antony heard ANOTHER voice.
What the ******** was going on? A beach party she wasn't informed of?
She wasn't surprised to see a furry islander as the owner of the last voice, and simply uttered a curt 'hello' in greeting. An eyebrow quirked at his get up, "What's with the..." Antony made a reference to his feathered headband with a wave of her hand.
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Posted: Thu Mar 09, 2006 10:09 am
A crowd of people were at the beach! Lauren was very excited to see people, more people. The mongoose girl emitted a small pur. What was better yet, there were one girl that weren't bad looking at all, if not a little too old for Lauren's taste but at least it was eye candy.
She came up, hauling a bag full of the essentials and wearing her black bikini. The two guys kind of looked a little shady but Lauren thought she could take them.
Another thing had caught Lauren's eye which made her excited, a surf board. She hadn't been surfing since her mom died. While Lauren kind of sucked at it, the thrill was still fun and she had grown a bit taller since then.
"Hey!" She waved at the crowd of islanders as she plopped her bag down on the sand, making herself at home. "Sweet board!" Lauren exclaimed with a face of pure awe.
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Posted: Thu Mar 09, 2006 7:43 pm
Billy joined the throng, noting the continuation of the strange fashion oddity of the island, but decided his best bet was to stay polite. He was enjoying the curves he saw, afterall, especially on the one with the tatoos he had met earlier. He scratched his chin, "Antony was it?"
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Posted: Thu Mar 09, 2006 8:20 pm
((I'm writing Antony out to not hold people up.))
"Thanks... Lauren right?" This was the starving girl with the bag of trash right?
And her exit oppertunity had arrived!
Antony sent a smarmy grin in Billy's direction, taking a long drag from her cigarette before answering, "Of course."
To hell with what everyone else was going to, Antony was going to use her assets and sex like she always did. She lazily gathered up her things, making sure to bend over instead of squat down while picking up her shoulder bag. Next she hefted the surf board and shifted it under her arm.
"I'm going to head back to the village, I've got... Things... to take care of," Antony practically informed everyone of her up in coming orgasms with her tone alone. Then, while walking by the new arrival, she raised an eyebrow to Billy, practically inviting him to have sex with her right there with her eyes alone.
And then she was off, heading in the direction of the duplexes with a sway in her hips.
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Posted: Thu Mar 09, 2006 8:29 pm
((Ditto as well ^^'))
William's eyes followed her, his expression dumb for a few seconds befor he gave a little solute to the others, "Nice meetin' ye! Oy! Lass! Here, lemme carry tha' heavy thing fer ye!" He hurried after her, taking the surfboard from her shoulders in an attempt to show off his manly streignth, staggering only once as he balanced it on his own shoulder.
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Posted: Thu Mar 09, 2006 8:31 pm
Antony rolled her eyes at his gesture, but let him do it anyways. This way, she could smoke more easily, which she did, immediately taking a healthy drag before speaking, "Which duplex are you in?"
Quick and to the point.
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Posted: Thu Mar 09, 2006 8:34 pm
"T'irt'y T'ree," He repled, shifting to rummage in his back pocket befor sliding out his own smoke, "Go' a light, y'pretty thing?"
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Posted: Thu Mar 09, 2006 8:38 pm
"Always," she replied, procuring her zippo from her bag and flicking it open so that the flame appeared before holding it towards Billy so he could light his from it.
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Posted: Thu Mar 09, 2006 8:41 pm
He stopped walking to lean in with the cigarette in his mouth, puffing it aflame, "Don' think I introduced meself, did I?" He leaned back, shifting the cigarette to the other side of his mouth, "Call me Billy." His accent was so thick she could drown in it. Implaceable, as though it had once been cockney but had grown into irish over time.
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Posted: Thu Mar 09, 2006 8:56 pm
Antony practically melted at the accent, but simply smirked openly. "Pleasure," she murred, grin widening when they finally arrived in front of duplex 33.
Continued elsewhere. :3
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Posted: Thu Mar 09, 2006 10:08 pm
"You're welcome...that's right." Lauren watched the woman she was talking to then left with the greasy looking man. What was her deal, she acted as if I wasn't even there? Lauren thought. On top of that, the guy almost didn't remember Antony's name. Lauren wasn't bourn yesterday, it was obvious what they were doing.
Lauren's slight physical attraction towards the woman couldn't of dropped lower. She shrugged it off, put on her sunscreen and went to swim in the waves.
Damit, she was hopeing to borrow her board... maybe she could ask the staff for one of her own.
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Posted: Fri Mar 10, 2006 5:36 pm
(( NEW RP ))
Avery took his dirty clothes to the laundromat and got them washed, before he headed back to his duplex and changed back into them. He tossed the pyjamas onto the bed, deciding to wash them later. He decided to go for a walk and get some fresh air - and the beach seemed like the best place to do so. Avery left his duplex and headed to the beach, taking off his boots and socks when he got there, not wanting to get sand in them. He stuffed his mismatched socks into his boots and carried them with him as he walked along in the sand. It was so peaceful here. Maybe it wouldn't be so bad being stuck here... as long as he didn't change into anything. And the people here seemed very nice; he's already made a few friends.
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Posted: Fri Mar 10, 2006 5:44 pm
Emelyn saw the man walking in the sand as soon as she crawled off her mountain. (For, in the past week, she'd come to think of that most southwesternly slope as being hers- away from the 'contaminated' side of the mountain that housed the disgustingly appropriately named Feral Labs.) His back was to the girl- but that long blonde hair tipped with smurf-like highlights? His identity was as obvious as his purpose, Emelyn realized- for she'd come for the same thing. Some relaxation and perhaps a swim.
"Avery!" She called, coming over the rolling dunes wearing only a smile, her goggles, high on her forehead, and her white bikini- an ingenious addition that Joli had left in her bag for her. "You look happier when you're dry," she said, referencing their last- and first-meeting with a smile.
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Posted: Fri Mar 10, 2006 5:54 pm
Avery stopped and turned around when he heard someone call his name, and he smiled when he saw the other woman approaching him. "Hey!" he greeted, waving to her. "How are you doing, girl? You're - Em, right? Sorry, I've met so many people over the past few days, it's hard to remember everyone..." he grinned sheepishly.
"Yeah, I feel much better too. I - well, I found out... the doctors had a duplex waiting for me with my name on it. I had a nice shower and I got my clothes washed, and had a nap in the bed... it was great."
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Posted: Fri Mar 10, 2006 5:58 pm
She nodded. "No worries, you nailed it right on the head," she said, referring to her name. As to his glee at having a duplex waiting for him, her smile was small, but genuine. "I'm glad you had some.... civilization waiting for you," she said, not willing to begrudge the poor man his cursory comforts. He'd already washed ashore the eighth level of hell... no need to deny him soap and a sheeted bed.
"Come down for a dip?" She said, walking up to the water and wading into the gently lolling waves.
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