Meat... & Fights... Again
Hargun Aikason
Hargun walked out of the duplex, taking a deep breath. Just as she had faded from socializing as odd as it seemed to her, she had to be woken to finding another one of her friends changing. It was pretty painful for her to bare.
"So.. I had no idea you and Chubbs were.." she began and looked to her scaley friend. She mustve been turning into a lizard of some sort by the looks of it.
"So.. I had no idea you and Chubbs were.." she began and looked to her scaley friend. She mustve been turning into a lizard of some sort by the looks of it.
Joliette Rigiel
"A couple?" Joliette finished her friend's sentence awkwardly walking moving her heavier bare feet wasn't anything like she was used to. "Yeah... I been sleeping over a lot... last night was... special.. until this" she said quietly as they made their way to the cafeteria. Her long yellow tongue flicked in the very very early morning light takig in all the scents from near and far, very far.. she felt like there was areas of hte isle she knew but had never been to
Hargun Aikason
"Yea." she said blushing a bit. Another one to add to the list.. that seemed to be growing.
"I used to love reptiles when I was little but I forgot.. the tounge senses.. what now?" she asked and watched Joliette flick it in and out. She didnt mean to ask but she had absolutely NO idea of what else to talk about after all tha trama to her.
"I mean.. if you dont mind me asking.."
Joliette Rigiel
Joliette turned her head to look at her friend "Uhm I dont know but it seems 'smell' I am picking up smells of the island I don't recognize" she admitted she wrapped her arms around her torso trying not to catch her Gi with her claws "I don't know, reptile of some kind, only clues I have are what I can see... and feel" she moves one hand rubbing a hte nub in her backside gingerly before crossig hte threshold of hte town hall
Jamal_Reedy
Jamal had spent most of the day in the cafeteria for some reason...either he was hella hungry or he was just really bored. Today he was decked out in basketball shorts and a baggy tee, and unlike the two approaching girls, hadn't yet sprouted a single claw or rouge hair to date.
For now, he was hunched over a bowl of cereal and was shoveling it into his mouth while thumbing through a sports magazine about boxing. All the work he'd done with Chubbs had got him actually interested enough to look up information about the sport.
For now, he was hunched over a bowl of cereal and was shoveling it into his mouth while thumbing through a sports magazine about boxing. All the work he'd done with Chubbs had got him actually interested enough to look up information about the sport.
Ambrose Maurlias
Ambrose was just strolling out of his duplex on the way to the cafeteria. Angelina was still sound asleep on the bed where she had finally fallen unconscious the night before... after a very... wonderful time. He didn't have the heart to wake her, so he resolved to go get something for her to eat.
He had showered, thoroughly conditioned and combed his fur and hair, and dressed in some of his nicer clothing. Strolling outside, there was a bounce in his step and a wag on his tail. Even the cresting sun on the chilly morning aided his spirits - for once it wasn't sweltering hot. Small favors with a December in the Caribbean.
His ears pricked as he saw two other figures headed towards the cafeteria - Hargun and Joli by the look and smell of them, and he jogged up behind them, not yet noticing Joli's changes from Behind.
He did notice, however, a scent of anxiety and the reminiscient tinge of fear. His ears lay back cautiously. Apparently not everyone had had as wonderful of a night as he had.
"Hey... guys. How's it going?" He was almost scared to ask.
He had showered, thoroughly conditioned and combed his fur and hair, and dressed in some of his nicer clothing. Strolling outside, there was a bounce in his step and a wag on his tail. Even the cresting sun on the chilly morning aided his spirits - for once it wasn't sweltering hot. Small favors with a December in the Caribbean.
His ears pricked as he saw two other figures headed towards the cafeteria - Hargun and Joli by the look and smell of them, and he jogged up behind them, not yet noticing Joli's changes from Behind.
He did notice, however, a scent of anxiety and the reminiscient tinge of fear. His ears lay back cautiously. Apparently not everyone had had as wonderful of a night as he had.
"Hey... guys. How's it going?" He was almost scared to ask.
Hargun Aikason
Hargun turned around at Ambrose's voice, happy to know someone else was there besides her to confort Joliette. Especially since it was Ambrose who seemed to be the one gone through the most pain over any other islander.
"Hey Ambrose.." she said and looked at Joliette sympathetically.
She hadnt yet noticed Jamal.
"Hey Ambrose.." she said and looked at Joliette sympathetically.
She hadnt yet noticed Jamal.
Joliette Rigiel
Joliette turned around stopping shortly inside the cafeteria, Jamal looked busy or so she noticed from the corner of her eye, she thought she'd probably greet him in a moment, in the mean time ambrose had spoken, she looked up at hte wolf-man "Hi Ambrose" she said quietly her tongue flicked from her mouth and she shudered at the 'smells' it brought her on it's return and she clung to her arms a lil more "ouch" she gave up holding her toso and let her hands drop to her sides
Jamal_Reedy
Jamal hardly glanced up as the group came in. The voices were familiar enough...
He lifted a hand and gave a lazy, sloppy wave without lifting his eyes from the magazine that was boldly emblazened with something about heavy weight boxing and their training equipment of choice. The black man hardly cared if they saw him or not...he'd probably get up eventually and go be social.
He lifted a hand and gave a lazy, sloppy wave without lifting his eyes from the magazine that was boldly emblazened with something about heavy weight boxing and their training equipment of choice. The black man hardly cared if they saw him or not...he'd probably get up eventually and go be social.
Ambrose Maurlias
Ambrose's eyes widened as he took in Joli's changes. His exuberant smile changed to a wince with a hiss of air.
"Oh, man.... Joliette... I'm sorry." From the looks of things, and her flicking tongue - memories of Cassidy's first change came back to him. Another snake? The poor girl.... Ambrose idly wondered what the staff had against women.... all of the reptiles were ladies... the bat and bird - losing their hands, a hedgehog with the quills. As high as his spirits had been - all things considered - this brought back the cold spash of fear for Angelina.. and what she would eventually become.
He glanced over to Jamal, the only other occupant in the cafeteria with a nod, though it probably wasn't noticed quite yet as the black man appeard to be poring over a book of some sort. Why had Joliette changed, though? It had been some time since her arrival... btu she was the first newcomer to change in quite some time! Jamal hadn't changed yet!
"Are you hungry, Joli...? I ... I was after my changes." His tone was sympathetic.
"Why don't you two go take a seat by Jamal... I can get us something.... what would you like?"
"Oh, man.... Joliette... I'm sorry." From the looks of things, and her flicking tongue - memories of Cassidy's first change came back to him. Another snake? The poor girl.... Ambrose idly wondered what the staff had against women.... all of the reptiles were ladies... the bat and bird - losing their hands, a hedgehog with the quills. As high as his spirits had been - all things considered - this brought back the cold spash of fear for Angelina.. and what she would eventually become.
He glanced over to Jamal, the only other occupant in the cafeteria with a nod, though it probably wasn't noticed quite yet as the black man appeard to be poring over a book of some sort. Why had Joliette changed, though? It had been some time since her arrival... btu she was the first newcomer to change in quite some time! Jamal hadn't changed yet!
"Are you hungry, Joli...? I ... I was after my changes." His tone was sympathetic.
"Why don't you two go take a seat by Jamal... I can get us something.... what would you like?"
Hargun Aikason
Hargun looked over, now noticing Jamal after Ambrose mentioned him.
"Oh hey there Jamal. Sorry I didnt.. uh.. notice you there." she said and turned to Joliette. "Yea.. you do need to eat something.. its not just your changes, but you look rather hungry.." she said, wanting to have to avoid looking at her poor friend. Those changes could break your heart.. definately since she knew this would change Joliette's whole lifestyle almost.
Hargun walked over to the food bar quickly though, needing to get something in her tummy as well.
"Oh hey there Jamal. Sorry I didnt.. uh.. notice you there." she said and turned to Joliette. "Yea.. you do need to eat something.. its not just your changes, but you look rather hungry.." she said, wanting to have to avoid looking at her poor friend. Those changes could break your heart.. definately since she knew this would change Joliette's whole lifestyle almost.
Hargun walked over to the food bar quickly though, needing to get something in her tummy as well.
Joliette Rigiel
"Thanks Ambrose" she sighed seeing his initial reaction, she guessed she'd have to get used to it now... "Uhm I'm hungry, but what I want is not all inside me wants... I just hope... I can hold down what it wants..." she added She looked at Jamal "All right, I'm going to sit with Jamal" she scratched her already raw scaley cheek with a claw her yellow tongue chosing htat moment to flicker once more "I'll try a happy medium, can you get me a salad with... meat in it" she asked giving a weak smile then clumped towards Jamal's table her claw-nails clicking on teh lanolium as her heavy feet landed and moved
Jamal_Reedy
Jamal swore as a splash of milk escaped his heavy-handed spoon handling and splattered all over the page much to his utter annoyance. Dammit...well, maybe he could put it back in the 'library' and no one would be the wiser to his clumsiness. He was finished with it anyway.
He lifted the magazine up into the air and gave it a few strong shakes, sending the milk on it all over the floor and on the surface of the table, then closed it up proper and flung it back onto the table on TOP of the splattered milk.
The clicking of nails on the floor brought his attention to the group that had just entered. At first he thought that it was Ambrose coming along, but instead he was greeted with a green-patched Joliette who looked distinctly ill. At first he squinted and stared...were those SCALES among her freckles or was Sabin back to his tormenting? His eyes widened when he confirmed his first guess and couldn't stop himself from looking slightly taken aback.
He lifted the magazine up into the air and gave it a few strong shakes, sending the milk on it all over the floor and on the surface of the table, then closed it up proper and flung it back onto the table on TOP of the splattered milk.
The clicking of nails on the floor brought his attention to the group that had just entered. At first he thought that it was Ambrose coming along, but instead he was greeted with a green-patched Joliette who looked distinctly ill. At first he squinted and stared...were those SCALES among her freckles or was Sabin back to his tormenting? His eyes widened when he confirmed his first guess and couldn't stop himself from looking slightly taken aback.
Ambrose Maurlias
Ambrose nodded seriously to Joliette. "I'll see what I can find." He said gently before joining Hargun in the lunch line, his own toenails clicking on the linoleum.
He pulled out a tray and two plates, loading the first one up with the meat of the day, the other he put together a garden salad and sprinkled it with ham chunks - big enough that could be located and removed if she couldn't stomach them, btu small enough so as to not be obtrusive, then doused the whole thing in ranch to disguise the flavor.
Heading back to the table with his food and a few drinks balanced on the tray, he took a seat across from Jamal.
"HI Jamal." He spoke - the mood had been dampened some with Joli's change, but not killed altogether. There was an air of confidence about the wolf-man, his tail held high. His fur was still a touch damp from his shower, but obviously recently washed.
"And here you are, Joli... hopefully this will be palatable.." He slid the salad her way then picked up his own utensils.
He weighted how to ask the obvious... glancing first to Hargun - she had apparently 'found' her first. She obviously wasn't happy about it all - but he didn't know if discussing it would just make things worse... or better..
He pulled out a tray and two plates, loading the first one up with the meat of the day, the other he put together a garden salad and sprinkled it with ham chunks - big enough that could be located and removed if she couldn't stomach them, btu small enough so as to not be obtrusive, then doused the whole thing in ranch to disguise the flavor.
Heading back to the table with his food and a few drinks balanced on the tray, he took a seat across from Jamal.
"HI Jamal." He spoke - the mood had been dampened some with Joli's change, but not killed altogether. There was an air of confidence about the wolf-man, his tail held high. His fur was still a touch damp from his shower, but obviously recently washed.
"And here you are, Joli... hopefully this will be palatable.." He slid the salad her way then picked up his own utensils.
He weighted how to ask the obvious... glancing first to Hargun - she had apparently 'found' her first. She obviously wasn't happy about it all - but he didn't know if discussing it would just make things worse... or better..
Hargun Aikason
Hargun gathered up a plate of shrimp and some bread.. a little bit of the salad ham as well that she always loved eating at buffets. She hadnt yet lost ALL her taste for other foods, but still preffered bugs over all.
She came and sat back down next to Ambrose, sighing.
She was silent for a while, unable to think of anything wity or cheerful to say like she usually did. It was turning out to be a depressing morning.
She came and sat back down next to Ambrose, sighing.
She was silent for a while, unable to think of anything wity or cheerful to say like she usually did. It was turning out to be a depressing morning.
Joliette Rigiel
"David changed too" Joliette said after taking the salad, she was staring down at it hoping she could keep it down, she'd not eatten any meat in a lil over three years. she picked up the fork having a little trouble with it thanks to her changed hands. She knew very well the meat was hidden under the sauce and appreciated ambroses' efforts to hide the meat. With a LOT of hesitation she took a bite
Jamal_Reedy
Jamal passed a look of slight panic to Ambrose, wondering how everyone was being so calm about all of this. It wasn't so bad for him seeing already transformed people having an advancement, but to see a completely normal person now looking like...one of them...
"Yo, Ambrose," he managed to say without much waver to his voice, trying to push off his uneasiness with a stout shrug of the shoulder and placement of his arms on the table. However, for once, he felt distinctly out of place among the changed islanders...he was the only NON-changed person here...and for that fact, Joli had been here a lot less time than he had and she was already sprouting scales. Now, either someone was playing games with him or something had to be up.
He held his tongue as the question of "what up" lingered there. Pretty damn obvious what was up, wasn't it? However, Joli's mention of Chubbs being changed made him squinch his face up and he swore under his breath. ******** to ruin a perfectly good thing with his boxing teachings. God dammit, how inconvenient.
"Well s**t." He didn't know what else to say.
"Yo, Ambrose," he managed to say without much waver to his voice, trying to push off his uneasiness with a stout shrug of the shoulder and placement of his arms on the table. However, for once, he felt distinctly out of place among the changed islanders...he was the only NON-changed person here...and for that fact, Joli had been here a lot less time than he had and she was already sprouting scales. Now, either someone was playing games with him or something had to be up.
He held his tongue as the question of "what up" lingered there. Pretty damn obvious what was up, wasn't it? However, Joli's mention of Chubbs being changed made him squinch his face up and he swore under his breath. ******** to ruin a perfectly good thing with his boxing teachings. God dammit, how inconvenient.
"Well s**t." He didn't know what else to say.
Ambrose Maurlias
Ambrose winced at the news of Chubbs. HIs good mood, it seemed, was determined to be weighed down by the new news. He idly wondered if he would ever be able to keep high spirits for very long here. He made friends with newcomers, and they were all bound to change... right? Even small triumphs or good things on this godforsakenisland were bound to be overshadowed by the reality of the s**t going on.
"Well put, Jamal." Ambrose said without any sarcasm. "Poor Chubbs...." He had always been such a nice, friendly guy. He wondered how he was... or was his absence enough to speak of that. "And here I was about to go... work with him" He caught himself as Joli was sitting right there. "How... how's the big guy doing..?"
He took a breath. It had to be asked. "How are you doing for that matter, Joliette...? I.... we know how you feel..." He glanced quickly to Jamal. Well.. most of them did. And the rest would eventually.... woudln't they? Why was Jamal taking longer? Was something wrong? Did... they need more preparation or something for his serum? Or maybe he was becoming a plant like Anjali....
"I take it.... you're a.... snake...?" He asked, barely a whisper, glancing to where her tongue had flicked out barely a moment before. "What... what of Chubbs...?"
The steak before him gave him an alternative to talking, and he cut into it, red 'juice' spreading over the plate and releasing its 'sumptous' odor to his nose. He took a big hearty forkfull.
"Well put, Jamal." Ambrose said without any sarcasm. "Poor Chubbs...." He had always been such a nice, friendly guy. He wondered how he was... or was his absence enough to speak of that. "And here I was about to go... work with him" He caught himself as Joli was sitting right there. "How... how's the big guy doing..?"
He took a breath. It had to be asked. "How are you doing for that matter, Joliette...? I.... we know how you feel..." He glanced quickly to Jamal. Well.. most of them did. And the rest would eventually.... woudln't they? Why was Jamal taking longer? Was something wrong? Did... they need more preparation or something for his serum? Or maybe he was becoming a plant like Anjali....
"I take it.... you're a.... snake...?" He asked, barely a whisper, glancing to where her tongue had flicked out barely a moment before. "What... what of Chubbs...?"
The steak before him gave him an alternative to talking, and he cut into it, red 'juice' spreading over the plate and releasing its 'sumptous' odor to his nose. He took a big hearty forkfull.
Hargun Aikason
Hargun took a bite of her shrimp then shot a glance at Ambrose rather suprised at him. "Shes got claws... and sharp teeth." she whispered to him. Finding the two both close to each other rather frightened looking really slaughtered her mood for the day. She tried her best not to sound bitchy though.
"I was shocked to have found them BOTH changed at Chubb's duplex." she started and looked at Jamal. Now that she ran it over again, he said hed been at the island for a VERY long time when she talked to him in the entertainment room. WHY in the world had he not shown ANY signs of changing?
She also had no idea about Anjali, so she couldnt use that as an exscuse.
What did Moreau possibly have against him, if thats what it was, that would keep him waiting so long.. so dangerously and antagonizingly long to change?
"I was shocked to have found them BOTH changed at Chubb's duplex." she started and looked at Jamal. Now that she ran it over again, he said hed been at the island for a VERY long time when she talked to him in the entertainment room. WHY in the world had he not shown ANY signs of changing?
She also had no idea about Anjali, so she couldnt use that as an exscuse.
What did Moreau possibly have against him, if thats what it was, that would keep him waiting so long.. so dangerously and antagonizingly long to change?
Joliette Rigiel
"Somehow I don't think I'm a... snake" she agreed with Hargun her eyes looking at the claws... she looked to Hargun "I.. uhm.. I'm kinda moving in with him, he asked me to... before... " she blushed averting her gaze again "And then this happened.. David is ok I think, he was going to sleep when we left... he's rather furry now.. among other things..." she picked at the salad and tried to keep her tongue in her mouth after almost loosing it when her tongue flicked and picked up the scent of the meat's juices on Ambrose's plate
Jamal_Reedy
Jamal gave both Hargun and Ambrose a very hawk-eyed glance, noting that they each look at him in turn in a way that gave him the impression they were wondering something about him or they were checking him out for some reason. Eww.
"Sounds like a lizard, if ya askin' me," he said in hopes of not looking as weirded out as he felt. "Ain't that s**t similar ta Amaya?"
"Sounds like a lizard, if ya askin' me," he said in hopes of not looking as weirded out as he felt. "Ain't that s**t similar ta Amaya?"
Ambrose Maurlias
["Maybe" Ambrose replied. "I didn't think lizards did the.... tongue thing..." Ambrose winced after he said it.. Jolie probably felt uncomfortable enough as it was. "I'm sorry, Joliette... I dont' mean to put you on the spot. I'm sure you'll discover things on your own time when you're ready to face it." He gave her a smile.
"I still have yet to figure out the ... order... however. Maybe some people react different to the serums... or maybe not all of them work. I mean, this is experimental. I would think that it couldn't work all the time." He tried to sound encouraging to Jamal. "Like... Anjali - I don't think that they could really turn someone into a plant." He squirmed, probably sounding like a hypocrite, sitting there covered in fur. He had doubted beforehand that changing beyond his first change would have been impossible.
"I'm glad to hear Chubbs is doing alright." He smiled. "And fur - that's not bad!" /color]
"I still have yet to figure out the ... order... however. Maybe some people react different to the serums... or maybe not all of them work. I mean, this is experimental. I would think that it couldn't work all the time." He tried to sound encouraging to Jamal. "Like... Anjali - I don't think that they could really turn someone into a plant." He squirmed, probably sounding like a hypocrite, sitting there covered in fur. He had doubted beforehand that changing beyond his first change would have been impossible.
"I'm glad to hear Chubbs is doing alright." He smiled. "And fur - that's not bad!" /color]
Hargun Aikason
Hargun nodded remembering Amaya's scaley ness. Joliette had yet to show any signs of a specific lizard though and it would take a while to figure it out most likely.
Hargun poked around at her food, but ate most of it after a while. She was still pretty tired, and Joliette and Chubbs had woke her up at a bad time. She yawned and looked at everyone at the table.
"Guys I dont want to sound rude, but I outta bail soon. I was still sleeping when I heard Joliette and Chubbs and Im still pretty tired." she managed to say.
Hargun poked around at her food, but ate most of it after a while. She was still pretty tired, and Joliette and Chubbs had woke her up at a bad time. She yawned and looked at everyone at the table.
"Guys I dont want to sound rude, but I outta bail soon. I was still sleeping when I heard Joliette and Chubbs and Im still pretty tired." she managed to say.
Joliette Rigiel
Joliette closed her eyes for a moment after Ambrose's words but knew she'd have to get used to it.. "I think I'll be pulling out my laptop computer's encyclopedia" she said quietly and forced down another bite of the meaty salad
"I think one big difference between Amaya and I though is... she has long fingers..." Joliette held up her free hand "Mine... shrunk"she moved them around a bit before letting her hand lower again "David, well he already knows what he's becoming, he asked the git and was told"
She looked to her friend "I'm sorry Hargun, I didn't mean to wake you up... " she bit her lip a moment looking between the three
"I think one big difference between Amaya and I though is... she has long fingers..." Joliette held up her free hand "Mine... shrunk"she moved them around a bit before letting her hand lower again "David, well he already knows what he's becoming, he asked the git and was told"
She looked to her friend "I'm sorry Hargun, I didn't mean to wake you up... " she bit her lip a moment looking between the three
Jamal_Reedy
"Oh," Jamal said lamely as each added their two cents in on his guess but shrugged. "Well, whatever. Yous prolly gonna figger it out soon 'nough anyways."
Ambrose's reassuring speech made him feel better...so he wasn't the only person to think that maybe his serum failed! Okay, well then maybe the chance that this was the case wasn't so far-fetched. It was enough to make him smile smugly and tap the table with his nice, human fingers. So what would they do to him if the serum failed to take? Let him go home? Or just wander around the island? Either was a decent option...except the whole going home thing again put him at risk for being picked up by the police.
"Yeah, I'd be so ********' sad if dat b*****d's plan ain't gonna work fo' me," remarked the black man snidely. "Ain't da first time I be puttin' up trouble fo' some crazy ********' b*****d...ain't gonna be da last."
Ambrose's reassuring speech made him feel better...so he wasn't the only person to think that maybe his serum failed! Okay, well then maybe the chance that this was the case wasn't so far-fetched. It was enough to make him smile smugly and tap the table with his nice, human fingers. So what would they do to him if the serum failed to take? Let him go home? Or just wander around the island? Either was a decent option...except the whole going home thing again put him at risk for being picked up by the police.
"Yeah, I'd be so ********' sad if dat b*****d's plan ain't gonna work fo' me," remarked the black man snidely. "Ain't da first time I be puttin' up trouble fo' some crazy ********' b*****d...ain't gonna be da last."
Ambrose Maurlias
"I wish I could boast such luck, Jamal." Ambrose said with a sigh as he skewered another large chunk of steak and then proceeded to chew on it thoughtfully. "Though ... and this bit me in the a** last time I said it... I wonder if he really can change us ... further than we already have. I mean... all of this is pretty drastic. Don't get me wrong - I'm not going to get my hopes up like last time.... but it really is .... unbelievable."
He quirked an eyebrow at Jamal's smugness. Reassurance was one thing, gloating was another. "Or maybe he's trying to turn you into a plant too... or a ... mushroom or something." His ears flicked back. He regreted saying it as soon as he did... but part of him wanted to jibe back after 'losing' the snips the other day. Another part of him wanted to gloat about his wonderful night with Angelina... but that was in even poorer taste. He shut up that train of thought with another bite of steak.
He looked over to Hargun. "I understand. My schedule's been pretty wonky recently... not really diurnal or noctournal." He saluted jokingly to her. "Sleep well, Hargun."
"Good luck figuring it out, Joliette... They told me when I asked as well... but I don't know if your... er... previous bad experience would reflect on their honesty with you."
He quirked an eyebrow at Jamal's smugness. Reassurance was one thing, gloating was another. "Or maybe he's trying to turn you into a plant too... or a ... mushroom or something." His ears flicked back. He regreted saying it as soon as he did... but part of him wanted to jibe back after 'losing' the snips the other day. Another part of him wanted to gloat about his wonderful night with Angelina... but that was in even poorer taste. He shut up that train of thought with another bite of steak.
He looked over to Hargun. "I understand. My schedule's been pretty wonky recently... not really diurnal or noctournal." He saluted jokingly to her. "Sleep well, Hargun."
"Good luck figuring it out, Joliette... They told me when I asked as well... but I don't know if your... er... previous bad experience would reflect on their honesty with you."
Hargun Aikason
Hargun smiled at everyone and waved, yawning then turning to the door.
"Bye guys.. hope things cheer up.. or at least get a bit better." she said, and waved a hand lazily before slumping out of the cafeteria and back to her duplex.
"Bye guys.. hope things cheer up.. or at least get a bit better." she said, and waved a hand lazily before slumping out of the cafeteria and back to her duplex.
Joliette Rigiel
"I do not trust the git to tell me the truth, I gave up on trust with him a long time ago before the green hair incident" she tells him glad to have finally washed the last of that out hte night before. She smiled weakly "Uhmm..." she tried to avoid hte impending arguement after having watched their last bout... Her toungue flicked out and in she knew both scents well now and didn't like the 'taste' they brought to her "So how is... uhm.. What is her name again?" her day's so far activities made the name slip her mind
Jamal_Reedy
Ambrose's jab was well landed to judge by how Jamal's eyes narrowed immediately and glittered in an almost feral way, not at all in a manner that would appear to be jokingly. Arms drew against his chest in a firm crossed position as his jaw tensed, then he dropped his arms to grip the edge of the table.
"Yeah or maybe I jus' lucky and ain't gonna be screwed like da rest o' yous," he said acidly, kicking his chair away from the table and standing, his temper obviously flaring and getting the better of him. They were NOT going to ruin his hopes that he was going to escape this whole mess.
"It ain't ma fault you is how you is and it ain't my fault I be how I be. s**t, I'm ********' due fo' a goddamn lucky break."
"Yeah or maybe I jus' lucky and ain't gonna be screwed like da rest o' yous," he said acidly, kicking his chair away from the table and standing, his temper obviously flaring and getting the better of him. They were NOT going to ruin his hopes that he was going to escape this whole mess.
"It ain't ma fault you is how you is and it ain't my fault I be how I be. s**t, I'm ********' due fo' a goddamn lucky break."
Ambrose Maurlias
Ambrose's ears pressed back and his hackles raised defensively in response to Jamal. "Look Jamal." Ambrose replied flatly, staying in his seat, but matching his glare back at him. "No one is blaming you for any of us. But pardon me if I might be a bit resentful for what's happened to me. To Joliette... to Chubbs... to all of us. None of us asked for this. No one wanted to be turned into a damned animal. And you're due for a lucky break?? What did any of us do to deserve being tricked here for one reason or another and had our humanity stripped from us?" Ambrose tried to keep the growl from his voice. Everyone was tense, and it was so close to Christmas... there was no use fighting among eachother.... he tried to repeat to himself.
He closed his eyes and took a calming breath. "I'm sorry, Jamal. I know how it feels to be.... scared of what... might happen." He rubbed at his temples. "And for your sake, I hope you're right! I hope that no one else has to change any more. I just... I've gotten stung already for getting my hopes up."
He turned to Joliette with a thankful look at the other subject. "And Angelina... she's... doing better. She came out to the cafeteria the other day... met Jamal. She... she's scared too - the same reasons... but at least I've been able to help her relax some I think."
He closed his eyes and took a calming breath. "I'm sorry, Jamal. I know how it feels to be.... scared of what... might happen." He rubbed at his temples. "And for your sake, I hope you're right! I hope that no one else has to change any more. I just... I've gotten stung already for getting my hopes up."
He turned to Joliette with a thankful look at the other subject. "And Angelina... she's... doing better. She came out to the cafeteria the other day... met Jamal. She... she's scared too - the same reasons... but at least I've been able to help her relax some I think."
Joliette Rigiel
Joliette anxiously watched the pair argue tensing before relaxing when Ambrose turned to her, the last thing she needed just then was to whitness them at it a second time. She forced herself with queezy stomach to eat more of the salad, she was hungry after all. "I'm glad, I ... I feel her fear... and yours Jamal" she added and shifted her position rubbing her bottom end with one hand she had sat on the nub of a tail the wrong way for a moment when she was tense
Jamal_Reedy
"You ain't got no ********' idea," Jamal snarled, a finger flying out to point accusingly at Ambrose. "I never ********' said any of yous deserved ta get what you be gettin', but goddammit fo' once maybe I jus' got da best end of the deal 'n it jus' be happenin' herr?"
The pointing hand moved now to tug at the hem of his shirt, lifting it up over one pec and shoulder while the other hand jabbed now at little circular scars that marked thricely on his abdomen and one near the socket of his shoulder...remains of his lackluster bullet-dodging career. "You ain't never been shot at, I ********' bet, let alone been HIT...run from the cops eitha, Ambrose? Jus' cause yous a black ********? No, you ain't. So maybe yous best forgive ME fo' lookin' fo a reason to get one ova' on dat b*****d."
"Can't 'spect yous to anyway. s**t. Yous just like them people," he said, dropping his shirt down so it settled back into a baggy drape across his form. "You ain't got no ********' idea." His tone was almost condescending now but the anger on his face was still very apparent. He highly disliked the fact that they could "smell his fear" as it were. One couldn't even HIDE such an emotion anyone with these people around.
"And scared? ********. I be ********' past that bullshit," he said, which was true. He wasn't scared anymore, just...apprehensive and uneasy, which was pretty much a very close cousin, but not the same in his views. He knew what was possibly coming, it was just a matter of when and if.
However, he figured his welcome was wore out at this point and honestly he wanted nothing to do with Ambrose right then, or Joliette or Chubbs by proxy of being one of 'them' now. He had no one to confide in anymore and that felt like betrayal even if they couldn't control it. Even Awen was changed at this point...were there NO complete humans left? He snorted harshly and shoved away from his chair, stalking to the food bar to grab a handful of snack-sized chip bags with every intention of leaving.
The pointing hand moved now to tug at the hem of his shirt, lifting it up over one pec and shoulder while the other hand jabbed now at little circular scars that marked thricely on his abdomen and one near the socket of his shoulder...remains of his lackluster bullet-dodging career. "You ain't never been shot at, I ********' bet, let alone been HIT...run from the cops eitha, Ambrose? Jus' cause yous a black ********? No, you ain't. So maybe yous best forgive ME fo' lookin' fo a reason to get one ova' on dat b*****d."
"Can't 'spect yous to anyway. s**t. Yous just like them people," he said, dropping his shirt down so it settled back into a baggy drape across his form. "You ain't got no ********' idea." His tone was almost condescending now but the anger on his face was still very apparent. He highly disliked the fact that they could "smell his fear" as it were. One couldn't even HIDE such an emotion anyone with these people around.
"And scared? ********. I be ********' past that bullshit," he said, which was true. He wasn't scared anymore, just...apprehensive and uneasy, which was pretty much a very close cousin, but not the same in his views. He knew what was possibly coming, it was just a matter of when and if.
However, he figured his welcome was wore out at this point and honestly he wanted nothing to do with Ambrose right then, or Joliette or Chubbs by proxy of being one of 'them' now. He had no one to confide in anymore and that felt like betrayal even if they couldn't control it. Even Awen was changed at this point...were there NO complete humans left? He snorted harshly and shoved away from his chair, stalking to the food bar to grab a handful of snack-sized chip bags with every intention of leaving.
Ambrose Maurlias
Ambrose attempt at peacemaking after his comment had fallen flat. Ambrose hated upsetting people, probably stemming from the situation with his father... that would now never be resolved. And especially when he was starting to consider a person a friend. But he wouldn't back down. Jamal didn't understand, and from the soudns of things he wouldn't until it happened to him. Until then he would be walking on eggshells every day - even if it was another month until he changed... another year.
"And what in the hell is yelling at us going to do, Jamal?! You're right! You ARE lucky! You still have every bit of humanity that you came here with. But from the sounds of things it's that fact that's pissing you off. But you're damned if you do and damned if you don't. You relish that fact, you tell yourself that you're going to be okay and won't change again, then when - fine- if you do - then it's going to be all the harder. I know. But the alternative is no way to live either - dreading the day you're goign to change, counting the days until what you have is gone. That's just as much bullshit."
Ambrose eyed the scars on the gangster's arms dubiously. He had never known anyone who had been shot before.... and just because he was black?? That didn't really happen like that, did it..? He had know of... black people attending the university. They weren't shot at just because they were black. Maybe because he was black and from the slums...? Ambrose knew very little about that sort of lifestyle. "So maybe you've had a shitty life.... but I refuse to believe that there was nothing you could do to take charge of your future... I refuse to believe in fate." Ambrose, perhaps, had seen one too many after school special. "I know it's hard.... maybe not from your perspective, but I did a sharp turn from where my life was outlined. I cut myself off from my parents... from what they expected of me.... and I set out on my own." He grit his teeth, reminded of where that got him. "NOW we're all screwed maybe. Maybe now, in a virtual prison, we're out of control of our lives. And that is maddening! But until now, we were all alive, and we all had some measure of control. Now we're all ********." IT had been some time since Ambrose had sworn.
Ambrose pushed his empty tray away with a throaty growl. Jamal was leaving. He wasn't trying to piss him off - he just needed to LISTEN.
"And what in the hell is yelling at us going to do, Jamal?! You're right! You ARE lucky! You still have every bit of humanity that you came here with. But from the sounds of things it's that fact that's pissing you off. But you're damned if you do and damned if you don't. You relish that fact, you tell yourself that you're going to be okay and won't change again, then when - fine- if you do - then it's going to be all the harder. I know. But the alternative is no way to live either - dreading the day you're goign to change, counting the days until what you have is gone. That's just as much bullshit."
Ambrose eyed the scars on the gangster's arms dubiously. He had never known anyone who had been shot before.... and just because he was black?? That didn't really happen like that, did it..? He had know of... black people attending the university. They weren't shot at just because they were black. Maybe because he was black and from the slums...? Ambrose knew very little about that sort of lifestyle. "So maybe you've had a shitty life.... but I refuse to believe that there was nothing you could do to take charge of your future... I refuse to believe in fate." Ambrose, perhaps, had seen one too many after school special. "I know it's hard.... maybe not from your perspective, but I did a sharp turn from where my life was outlined. I cut myself off from my parents... from what they expected of me.... and I set out on my own." He grit his teeth, reminded of where that got him. "NOW we're all screwed maybe. Maybe now, in a virtual prison, we're out of control of our lives. And that is maddening! But until now, we were all alive, and we all had some measure of control. Now we're all ********." IT had been some time since Ambrose had sworn.
Ambrose pushed his empty tray away with a throaty growl. Jamal was leaving. He wasn't trying to piss him off - he just needed to LISTEN.
Joliette Rigiel
Joliette pushed her plate away and folded her arms atop the table resting her head atop her arms trying to block the fight out. She didn't know what kind of background either male came from, she didn't know them as well as she would like to. Calm they were both great people... Angry... Well Joliette could not put words to them...
Jamal_Reedy
"Maybe I jus' wanna ********' know if I'm gonna change or not. To know if they ********' screwed up so I ain't gonna have to go to bed tonight wond'rin' if Imma wake up ta'morrow wit' fur or scales or ********," he bellowed, whirling away from the food, his face taut with anger that just sort of manifested itself in him out of nowhere. "You weren't herr way longa' then some people and they be changin' and you just get ta sit and guess how long it gonna be. Yeah, dat's a real good game...yeah, yous mighta been herr when no one else knew what was goin' down, but you jus' had the doc's word to go off n' there weren't no walkin' examples 'round ta go against."
A hand beat his chest sharply with a loud thump as though emphasizing his presence there.
"Ev'ryone be tellin' me I been herr so long and ain't done jack s**t...you think that's a'ight? You think dat makes me feel good so I get ta walk in limbo?"
The black man drew a sharp breath and an oddly relaxed expression took over his face, yet his mouth curled and eyes glittered with a look of irony and acceptance.
"But s**t, dat's a'ight. Yous don't believe in fate...yous been spoonfed all yer life...yous one of them high 'n mighty white folk who kin afford ta pay da bills and buy expensive s**t...so o'course you figger it so easy to jus' change a way of life. But by god, when a ********' black man might succeed where folk like you ain't, well..."
Jamal basically lost all respect for Ambrose at this point because to him, Ambrose had turned this into something that it shouldn't have turned into. The blonde had always oozed rich and well-off since the day that Jamal had met him, but he tried to put that off in hopes of banding together to get through this bullshit...but at this point, Ambrose had started spouting almost how no one's life could have been harder than anyone else's and that ticked him off. Self-righteous? Basically. Did Jamal care? No, because he had never intended to come off like he was better than anyone, even if he privately thought he was in some aspects.
A hand beat his chest sharply with a loud thump as though emphasizing his presence there.
"Ev'ryone be tellin' me I been herr so long and ain't done jack s**t...you think that's a'ight? You think dat makes me feel good so I get ta walk in limbo?"
The black man drew a sharp breath and an oddly relaxed expression took over his face, yet his mouth curled and eyes glittered with a look of irony and acceptance.
"But s**t, dat's a'ight. Yous don't believe in fate...yous been spoonfed all yer life...yous one of them high 'n mighty white folk who kin afford ta pay da bills and buy expensive s**t...so o'course you figger it so easy to jus' change a way of life. But by god, when a ********' black man might succeed where folk like you ain't, well..."
Jamal basically lost all respect for Ambrose at this point because to him, Ambrose had turned this into something that it shouldn't have turned into. The blonde had always oozed rich and well-off since the day that Jamal had met him, but he tried to put that off in hopes of banding together to get through this bullshit...but at this point, Ambrose had started spouting almost how no one's life could have been harder than anyone else's and that ticked him off. Self-righteous? Basically. Did Jamal care? No, because he had never intended to come off like he was better than anyone, even if he privately thought he was in some aspects.
Ambrose Maurlias
Ambrose rose to his feet now, hackles raised. He could hear the scorn in the man's voice, and he couldn't stand it. He sure as hell wouldn't run, tail tucked back to Angelina after that.
"You're right. I didn't have my posible future looming over me when I arrived. But in a way, I think it was worse - I had no time to even have the option of preparing myself for what was to come! Everything was hunky dory - people were kidding about something top secret going on here, and then BAM! One day I wake up and I'm growing fur and claws. I'll tell you what, Jamal, it scared the ******** out of me. I didn't know what the hell was going on. I thought there was some kind of damned mistake. I was the freak among everyone else who was completely normal. No matter how much they comforted me... I knew they saw me as different. Then I watched it happen all around me and I came to the slow realization of what was going on. No convenient pre-packaged truth of the matter." Ambrose slapped the table.
"And yes, My parents had money. But you know what?? That doesn't necessarily mean that i had a good life growing up. Have you ever been told how to act? That the things you wanted or the things you liked were wrong? Were unbecoming? Being constantly compared to someone else? But you know what - I finally stepped back - and realized I couldn't live my entire damn life for a reason I didn't believe in. And I left. I left the money and the 'silver spoon' as you would say. And I had trouble paying bills, and I had to scrape to live the way I wanted."
He was trying to keep his voice from wavering. "And why the HELL do you think I'm here, huh? Because I was ******** Desperate for money. I needed Five thousand dollars so that I could keep going to school... so I could keep fencing... to maybe, maybe reach my dream of the olympics. Well THAT's ********." AMbrose's eyes were stinging.... in his conviction... yeah... conviction.
He turned his back, crossed his arms, trying to mask the wiping of his nose from Jamal.
God DAMN it Ambrose, don't lose it.... don't show him this.... He bit the inside of his cheek hard - harder than he had intended with his now sharp canines - and focused on the pain of the cut instead of the pain in his chest.
"You're right. I didn't have my posible future looming over me when I arrived. But in a way, I think it was worse - I had no time to even have the option of preparing myself for what was to come! Everything was hunky dory - people were kidding about something top secret going on here, and then BAM! One day I wake up and I'm growing fur and claws. I'll tell you what, Jamal, it scared the ******** out of me. I didn't know what the hell was going on. I thought there was some kind of damned mistake. I was the freak among everyone else who was completely normal. No matter how much they comforted me... I knew they saw me as different. Then I watched it happen all around me and I came to the slow realization of what was going on. No convenient pre-packaged truth of the matter." Ambrose slapped the table.
"And yes, My parents had money. But you know what?? That doesn't necessarily mean that i had a good life growing up. Have you ever been told how to act? That the things you wanted or the things you liked were wrong? Were unbecoming? Being constantly compared to someone else? But you know what - I finally stepped back - and realized I couldn't live my entire damn life for a reason I didn't believe in. And I left. I left the money and the 'silver spoon' as you would say. And I had trouble paying bills, and I had to scrape to live the way I wanted."
He was trying to keep his voice from wavering. "And why the HELL do you think I'm here, huh? Because I was ******** Desperate for money. I needed Five thousand dollars so that I could keep going to school... so I could keep fencing... to maybe, maybe reach my dream of the olympics. Well THAT's ********." AMbrose's eyes were stinging.... in his conviction... yeah... conviction.
He turned his back, crossed his arms, trying to mask the wiping of his nose from Jamal.
God DAMN it Ambrose, don't lose it.... don't show him this.... He bit the inside of his cheek hard - harder than he had intended with his now sharp canines - and focused on the pain of the cut instead of the pain in his chest.
Chubbs MacKraken
Chubbs walked very slowly into the cafeteria, he was still feeling tender, the fact he put a dent into the wall using his body didn't help. He frowned hearing the argument, it rang through his new ears and he held onto them to trying and block the noise. He then looked over to where it was coming from, Jamal and Ambrose. Two people he though were his friends now bickering at each other.
He winced hearing the words thrown at each other as he tried to uncover his ears. He looked partly scared and partly angry. He felt it was a barking match that he should be winning, that he should yell over them. Chubbs eased himself into the room and looked between them like he he should do something, and a ugly gut felling made him feel sick, something telling him to smack them both out.
He winced hearing the words thrown at each other as he tried to uncover his ears. He looked partly scared and partly angry. He felt it was a barking match that he should be winning, that he should yell over them. Chubbs eased himself into the room and looked between them like he he should do something, and a ugly gut felling made him feel sick, something telling him to smack them both out.
Joliette Rigiel
Joliette hadn't moved much trying to block it out, her tounge flickered and picked up another scent, a very familiar one. She lifted her head and turned it "David" she said quietly and stood abandoning her food in favor of what felt to her like protective arms in the midst of the fighting and just as sore as he she headed for Chubbs
Jamal_Reedy
"s**t, dat's betta than bein' dropped on an island and bein' met by a bunch of people who looked like ********' MONSTERS outta a movie," he retorted harshly. "I'd be givin' anythin' to go back ta not knowin' and just havin' it happen if it gonna. Then I ain't gonna have ta deal wit' no what ifs...just what nows."
The scorn never left his voice, but it was mingled with almost an inflection desperation as he spoke. He was still very angry about everything now, it seemed.
"And at leas' you got dat time in a nice place wit' food all da time and s**t. I ain't been so lucky and maybe yous need ta realize things ain't a goddamn picnic fo' ev'ryone in there life...so I wanna hang onta this ONE THIN' and yous gonna tromp all ova it? Aw hell naw. Ya can be bitta' if ya want, but don't take it out on me. Yeah so yous got stuck herr cause you lookin' ta get more educated o' ********, but some o' us come herr because we ain't got no choice. SOME o' us be wanted fo' -murder- because we jus' tryin' ta get by and survive back home 'n s**t happens. I was tryin' to change my life...get away from fate as yous like ta put it, but brotha can't get no break anywhere. So how 'bout you just shut da ******** up 'n let me cling ta whateva ********' sign of hope I got?"
The scorn never left his voice, but it was mingled with almost an inflection desperation as he spoke. He was still very angry about everything now, it seemed.
"And at leas' you got dat time in a nice place wit' food all da time and s**t. I ain't been so lucky and maybe yous need ta realize things ain't a goddamn picnic fo' ev'ryone in there life...so I wanna hang onta this ONE THIN' and yous gonna tromp all ova it? Aw hell naw. Ya can be bitta' if ya want, but don't take it out on me. Yeah so yous got stuck herr cause you lookin' ta get more educated o' ********, but some o' us come herr because we ain't got no choice. SOME o' us be wanted fo' -murder- because we jus' tryin' ta get by and survive back home 'n s**t happens. I was tryin' to change my life...get away from fate as yous like ta put it, but brotha can't get no break anywhere. So how 'bout you just shut da ******** up 'n let me cling ta whateva ********' sign of hope I got?"
Ambrose Maurlias
Ambrose barely noticed Chubbs enter in the room - he was seeing red. He would NOT stand here and be scorned by this man!
"At least YOU have the luxury of foreknowledge. Say what you will, but I would wager that if you woke up, even back where you were from, one morning and looked like a monster with no warning you would be scared as hell! Scared of what people would think of you - that they'd be scared of you - hate you...."
"I never tried to make this harder for you - you're the one stirring something up, Jamal! You're seeing people all around you losing your humanity one by one and you're blaming US for it instead of Moreau like you should be!"
Ambrose froze... as that last tidbit of information was passed along. "M... Murder??" Moreau let a damned killer on the island?!~ He knew he was insane.... but that?! No... he knew Jamal... had worked by his side for days, talked with the guy.... he wasn't that bad... not some... serial killer or something... there had to be an explanation... right? But still... Ambrose's tail lowered a bit with that news from where it had been sticking straight up and bristled a moment before. He was trying to change things... like me... I can re... respect that! But.... MURDER?!?!
"At least YOU have the luxury of foreknowledge. Say what you will, but I would wager that if you woke up, even back where you were from, one morning and looked like a monster with no warning you would be scared as hell! Scared of what people would think of you - that they'd be scared of you - hate you...."
"I never tried to make this harder for you - you're the one stirring something up, Jamal! You're seeing people all around you losing your humanity one by one and you're blaming US for it instead of Moreau like you should be!"
Ambrose froze... as that last tidbit of information was passed along. "M... Murder??" Moreau let a damned killer on the island?!~ He knew he was insane.... but that?! No... he knew Jamal... had worked by his side for days, talked with the guy.... he wasn't that bad... not some... serial killer or something... there had to be an explanation... right? But still... Ambrose's tail lowered a bit with that news from where it had been sticking straight up and bristled a moment before. He was trying to change things... like me... I can re... respect that! But.... MURDER?!?!
Chubbs MacKraken
Chubbs wrapped an arm around Joliette, he balled his fist, not out of anger, but so he wouldn't touch her with his new nails. His head dashed back and forth between Jamal and Ambrose like watching a tennis match, and just as annoying.
He held Joliette tighter as he fel himself growing hotter under his clothes. Why was everything suddenly crashing and burning? The lastest days felt like a rollercoaster, going so high and feeling up, then suddenly plummeting to the ground.
" W-..we can stand here, and argue here till... till we are blue in the face. But that just makes us animals... You two, there's no need for this...We all have our points of view.. our own opinions.. a..and we can either agree or disagree. W- we got to stay together... we are the only family each other has now... there's no one else we have."
Chubbs was trying not to cry or go completely ballistic at them both, it was so hard, he wanted to shout, he was angry at what had happened.
" I lost my family.. twice now, I.. I need to believe that you are my family now.."
Chubbs clenched his fist, wanting to hit something, he'd only ever felt like that around Sabin.
" I can't lose another family again.."
He held Joliette tighter as he fel himself growing hotter under his clothes. Why was everything suddenly crashing and burning? The lastest days felt like a rollercoaster, going so high and feeling up, then suddenly plummeting to the ground.
" W-..we can stand here, and argue here till... till we are blue in the face. But that just makes us animals... You two, there's no need for this...We all have our points of view.. our own opinions.. a..and we can either agree or disagree. W- we got to stay together... we are the only family each other has now... there's no one else we have."
Chubbs was trying not to cry or go completely ballistic at them both, it was so hard, he wanted to shout, he was angry at what had happened.
" I lost my family.. twice now, I.. I need to believe that you are my family now.."
Chubbs clenched his fist, wanting to hit something, he'd only ever felt like that around Sabin.
" I can't lose another family again.."
Joliette Rigiel
"We all got trapped here at various stages of the doctor's plans, and he keeps adding new people all the time, and none of them are told hte truth, they are left to find it out from us. All of us hope i's not going to happen to us, all of us hope to get away, no matter what our backgrounds, no matter what we did in the past, we are stronger as one then we are divided as many" Joliette said quietly after David had finished speaking
"Please guys stop fighting" she shook slightly the day becoming nearly too much for her already
"Please guys stop fighting" she shook slightly the day becoming nearly too much for her already
Jamal_Reedy
Ambrose might have lose some of his fire, but Jamal was far from it. He was quickly rising to the point he had so desperately tried to stay away from since he's been here...a point he hadn't been to since that night in the alleyway that ended his life as he knew it.
"I NEVA ********' SAID IT BE YER FAULT O' ANYONE ELSES DAT HAVE THIS s**t HAPPEN FAULT," he practically roared, the desperation gone and replaced with refueled anger that deepened the severe creases about his eyes and forehead as he practically vibrated. "When did that -EVA- ********' come outta ma mouth!?!"
The appearance of Chubbs only made him more angry because he knew the man was going to try and get involved...and he did. Jamal didn't listen only because he liked Chubbs enough to not want to start a war with him too...the man had never given Jamal a reason to not like him.
Jamal paused, realizing now what had just slipped out of his mouth, and an intensely bitter expression spanned his darkened features. Ambrose had made him so angry that he had let slip the one thing he had been so desperate to keep from everyone. Great...just ******** great. Now he was an angry black man who was a known killer.
His eyes acquired a hollow, worn look even though he continued to hold a snarling posture with his mouth, but he looked defeated in a way that was hard to put your finger on...maybe the slight slouch of his shoulders gave it away.
"You ********' win," he said more quietly though he continued to seethe internally. "I'm jus' a stupid, black, murderin' b*****d who don't know nuthin' 'bout anythin'. Ya be sure ta let all yer friends know....but don't botha tellin' Awen. She already know."
His clenched fist loosened and the bags of chips he had not long ago grabbed onto scattered to the floor with a crinkling plop as he turned for the door, nearly wrenching the handle off as he flung it open.
"I NEVA ********' SAID IT BE YER FAULT O' ANYONE ELSES DAT HAVE THIS s**t HAPPEN FAULT," he practically roared, the desperation gone and replaced with refueled anger that deepened the severe creases about his eyes and forehead as he practically vibrated. "When did that -EVA- ********' come outta ma mouth!?!"
The appearance of Chubbs only made him more angry because he knew the man was going to try and get involved...and he did. Jamal didn't listen only because he liked Chubbs enough to not want to start a war with him too...the man had never given Jamal a reason to not like him.
Jamal paused, realizing now what had just slipped out of his mouth, and an intensely bitter expression spanned his darkened features. Ambrose had made him so angry that he had let slip the one thing he had been so desperate to keep from everyone. Great...just ******** great. Now he was an angry black man who was a known killer.
His eyes acquired a hollow, worn look even though he continued to hold a snarling posture with his mouth, but he looked defeated in a way that was hard to put your finger on...maybe the slight slouch of his shoulders gave it away.
"You ********' win," he said more quietly though he continued to seethe internally. "I'm jus' a stupid, black, murderin' b*****d who don't know nuthin' 'bout anythin'. Ya be sure ta let all yer friends know....but don't botha tellin' Awen. She already know."
His clenched fist loosened and the bags of chips he had not long ago grabbed onto scattered to the floor with a crinkling plop as he turned for the door, nearly wrenching the handle off as he flung it open.
Ambrose Maurlias
Chubbs' words rang true with how Ambrose was feeling as well - just didn't have the same words to express, the sentimentality as opposed to the frustration that was lacing his words with growls.
But Jamal was gone before Ambrose could repeat the words about unity being necessary here.... Yelling wasn't going to get any of them anywhere except slipping more to the bestial sides that most of them wanted to pretend they didn't have.
"Arrrgh!" Ambrose called eloquently after his retretaing figure. "You accused ME of taking it out on you!" He kicked at the table and grabbed his tray roughly, taking it to the return slot where he virtually threw it in with a snarl. His hackles were raised and he was frustrated and angry - Jamal was misunderstanding him! And Where the hell had that outburst come from anyway? Was it because of that damn joke about the mushroom? Jamal was on edge and he should have realized that and not tried to poke at a wound that was obviously sore.
Ambrose paced between the table and the door - debating between going back - but taking this frustration home to Angelina, or staying here and being frustrated.
With an audible sigh, he turned a sympathetic look to Chubbs. "It's... not my fault!" He protested, exasperated. "I agree with you! We can't fight! We're in this together! That's what I was trying to tell him too! Arrrgh..." He snarled, and sat heavily next to chubbs with his arms crossed.
He took several slow breaths with his eyes closed again. "I'm.... sorry ... both of you.... that you had to see that... and... probably not helping your morning any that was already stressful enough."
He... wondered about the family comment.... but didn't pry.
But Jamal was gone before Ambrose could repeat the words about unity being necessary here.... Yelling wasn't going to get any of them anywhere except slipping more to the bestial sides that most of them wanted to pretend they didn't have.
"Arrrgh!" Ambrose called eloquently after his retretaing figure. "You accused ME of taking it out on you!" He kicked at the table and grabbed his tray roughly, taking it to the return slot where he virtually threw it in with a snarl. His hackles were raised and he was frustrated and angry - Jamal was misunderstanding him! And Where the hell had that outburst come from anyway? Was it because of that damn joke about the mushroom? Jamal was on edge and he should have realized that and not tried to poke at a wound that was obviously sore.
Ambrose paced between the table and the door - debating between going back - but taking this frustration home to Angelina, or staying here and being frustrated.
With an audible sigh, he turned a sympathetic look to Chubbs. "It's... not my fault!" He protested, exasperated. "I agree with you! We can't fight! We're in this together! That's what I was trying to tell him too! Arrrgh..." He snarled, and sat heavily next to chubbs with his arms crossed.
He took several slow breaths with his eyes closed again. "I'm.... sorry ... both of you.... that you had to see that... and... probably not helping your morning any that was already stressful enough."
He... wondered about the family comment.... but didn't pry.
Chubbs MacKraken
Chubbs pulled the saddest look as Jamal stormed out. He wanted to go do something, he wouldn't be able to catch up with him if he tried.Chubbs sighed and looked to the floor, he for once didn't feeling like breaking something and sat in a chair slowly.
" Ah! nut sack!... damn thing"
Chubbs winced and ran his hand over the nub on his back now. He watched Ambrose get some frustrations out in the cafeteria. It looked almost good to Chubbs.
Chubbs took a deep breath and stratched as his cheek while running his tongue over a canine. He listened to Ambrose and nodded. The guy was trying, he saw that.
" It's okay... don't fret mate... things will work out... christmas is coming up... we could all use a bit of some holidat cheer, even if it's a fuzzy one"
Chubbs smiled as best he could, but it seemed sad.
" Ah! nut sack!... damn thing"
Chubbs winced and ran his hand over the nub on his back now. He watched Ambrose get some frustrations out in the cafeteria. It looked almost good to Chubbs.
Chubbs took a deep breath and stratched as his cheek while running his tongue over a canine. He listened to Ambrose and nodded. The guy was trying, he saw that.
" It's okay... don't fret mate... things will work out... christmas is coming up... we could all use a bit of some holidat cheer, even if it's a fuzzy one"
Chubbs smiled as best he could, but it seemed sad.
Joliette Rigiel
Joliette stayed close to David even as he sat. "Furry and feathery and ...scaley" she said quietly watching her furry friend pace "We have each other, and thats about all we have, but it's what counts" she sighed and pulled another chair close to sit down, she looked at David taking in his features truely for the first real time since the change
Ambrose Maurlias
Ambrose huffed, the adrenaline fully wearing off and he leaned forward with his elbows on his knees.
"Thanks, Chubbs..." He said with a ghost of a smile, glancing over to his now furry pal, his eyes skimming over the features. For some reason, seeing the man sprout fur and fangs and claws wasn't nearly as much of a shock as seeing the scales and tongue on Joli.... maybe he was biased.
"Bet you're sore..." He said quietly. "I was.... when... it happened to me. And hungry."
He scuffed his foot on the tile, looking down at his own claws. "Yeah.... but there doesn't seem to be much of the ol' Christmas cheer going around, does there? I can't even go shopping for presents. And... I've been so preoccupied with everything else.... damn... I should have been trying to do something. As horrid as it sounds, I'm not used to making things for Christmas." He was rambling, trying to get his mind off of the argument, but he was still tense.
"Thanks, Chubbs..." He said with a ghost of a smile, glancing over to his now furry pal, his eyes skimming over the features. For some reason, seeing the man sprout fur and fangs and claws wasn't nearly as much of a shock as seeing the scales and tongue on Joli.... maybe he was biased.
"Bet you're sore..." He said quietly. "I was.... when... it happened to me. And hungry."
He scuffed his foot on the tile, looking down at his own claws. "Yeah.... but there doesn't seem to be much of the ol' Christmas cheer going around, does there? I can't even go shopping for presents. And... I've been so preoccupied with everything else.... damn... I should have been trying to do something. As horrid as it sounds, I'm not used to making things for Christmas." He was rambling, trying to get his mind off of the argument, but he was still tense.
Chubbs MacKraken
Chubbs noded slowly to Ambrose, he was sore, like he'd done six hours training at a gym, he ached all over.
" Friggin killed changin"
Chubbs looked towards Joliette, noticing she'd been watching him closely. He got a good chance to see her closely now. He must have looked so different, he didn't want to see his face if he could help it. Chubbs stuck his hand on Joliettes, then tried to hide his claws again.
The smells from the cafeteria were getting to him, Chubbs took in a deep sniff before looking to Ambrose.
" It's understandable about the gifts... but well ya helping me bring one to the community"
Chubbs tapped his nose at Ambrse and gave him an all knowing wink to suggest to keep it hushed in front of Joliette.
" We don't have much to do left.. I umm could help ya whip up something for Angie if ya like.. all you need is imagination Ambrose"
He stroked Joliette's hand as he spoke.
" Friggin killed changin"
Chubbs looked towards Joliette, noticing she'd been watching him closely. He got a good chance to see her closely now. He must have looked so different, he didn't want to see his face if he could help it. Chubbs stuck his hand on Joliettes, then tried to hide his claws again.
The smells from the cafeteria were getting to him, Chubbs took in a deep sniff before looking to Ambrose.
" It's understandable about the gifts... but well ya helping me bring one to the community"
Chubbs tapped his nose at Ambrse and gave him an all knowing wink to suggest to keep it hushed in front of Joliette.
" We don't have much to do left.. I umm could help ya whip up something for Angie if ya like.. all you need is imagination Ambrose"
He stroked Joliette's hand as he spoke.
Joliette Rigiel
Joliette took his hand and opened it un-hiding hte claws she lifted a hand wiggling her own longer and rather much sharper ones "Don't have to hide them from me..." she really didn't want him to hide things from her, if he did he would be the rest of their lives and there was no point to that.
She said nothing about the 'surprise' she knew he wouldn't tell anyways there wasn't any point, besides the fact she had resided herself to waiting for the surprise, it wasn't all that long left anyways
"Sometimes homemade presents are better then anything one can get in a store ambrose, because it's our heart that goes into it rather then someone else's or a machine's" she smiled softly looking at the wolfman
She said nothing about the 'surprise' she knew he wouldn't tell anyways there wasn't any point, besides the fact she had resided herself to waiting for the surprise, it wasn't all that long left anyways
"Sometimes homemade presents are better then anything one can get in a store ambrose, because it's our heart that goes into it rather then someone else's or a machine's" she smiled softly looking at the wolfman
Ambrose Maurlias
Ambrose nodded weakly. After the argument he felt tired. The frustration was still there - he hated seeing his group of friends falling apart - arguments over stupid things, arguments about what was happening to them when the problem was outside them.
But a part of Ambrose was still hung over Jamal's admission... the murder.... he didn't sound proud or threatening with that statement, but regardless of that fact it gave Ambrose chills, and didn't help the admitted stereotype that Jamal had brought up.
"I'll think of something guys,thanks." He looked up to them, glancing at their held hands, with a small smile. He could sense their.... connection. relationships seemed to be budding all over the island. People put together in stressful situations needed companship, comfort...
"You.... ah.... you two take care. I'm glad that you have eachother with all of this. And I'm here too, of course." His tail gave a small wag. "If you ever need to talk... about anything. What you're feeling.... the changes..."
He took another deep breath and stood up, walking towards the door where he paused, debating where to go.
But a part of Ambrose was still hung over Jamal's admission... the murder.... he didn't sound proud or threatening with that statement, but regardless of that fact it gave Ambrose chills, and didn't help the admitted stereotype that Jamal had brought up.
"I'll think of something guys,thanks." He looked up to them, glancing at their held hands, with a small smile. He could sense their.... connection. relationships seemed to be budding all over the island. People put together in stressful situations needed companship, comfort...
"You.... ah.... you two take care. I'm glad that you have eachother with all of this. And I'm here too, of course." His tail gave a small wag. "If you ever need to talk... about anything. What you're feeling.... the changes..."
He took another deep breath and stood up, walking towards the door where he paused, debating where to go.
Chubbs MacKraken
Chubbs smiled lightly, and even through the change, he still blushed. What's more his fur and hair seemed to blush as well a little. He nodded to Ambrose and cupped Joliette's hand in his.
" I .. I appreciate it..Ya a good friend Ambrose"
Chubbs watched him head out to leave, and he turned to look at Joliettle, aching a little bit still. He smiled at her, for even through the change, he still could see the love in her eyes.
" I .. I appreciate it..Ya a good friend Ambrose"
Chubbs watched him head out to leave, and he turned to look at Joliettle, aching a little bit still. He smiled at her, for even through the change, he still could see the love in her eyes.
Joliette Rigiel
"Take care Ambrose and say hello to Angelina for me" she says watching him leave for a time then looking back to David "Hungry?" she asks softly and then glances over her shoulder at her ranch drowned ham salad knowing she was still hungry herself
Ambrose Maurlias
Ambrose paused with a more genuine smile to Chubbs at his compliment, his tail wagging again. "Thanks Chubbs.... you too." He nodded again, giving the pair a wave.
"And I will, Jolie. Good luck to the two of you.... the changes... they don't look that bad.. Honestly." He gestured to them.
With a final wave he headed out, letting his feet carry him wherever.
"And I will, Jolie. Good luck to the two of you.... the changes... they don't look that bad.. Honestly." He gestured to them.
With a final wave he headed out, letting his feet carry him wherever.
