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 Posted: Mon Mar 13, 2006 1:04 am
Chubbs blinked at hearing an engine, a jeep? what the heck. Seeing a woman pull up in it, was confusing even more. If it had of been Sabin, Chubbs would have evicerated him by now. Was this a lab staff? it was somewhat confirmed when she yelled at them to get away, and threatened them while pulling out a med kit. Chubbs didn't move, not an inch, and just stared at the woman. Every hybrid fibre in his body just wanted to break her face but h held on and just looked down out Awen.
" No... do what you have to, she needs help and I'm not going"
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Posted: Mon Mar 13, 2006 1:10 am
"And just how the ******** do you think you're going to help her, you lug?" Aubrey snapped, motioning the emergency kit. "Do you even a clue what the hell is wrong with her? Why she's like how she is? She's not out of the woods just because she's breathing, its more serious than that? So I suggest you move right now or not only will you be waking up god knows where, you might have Ms. Zyn's death on your shoulders."
The woman did not look like she was in the mood for bullshit as she narrowed her eyes at the man.
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Posted: Mon Mar 13, 2006 1:13 am
"David, love please... " Joliette asked from where she sat, she felt she was far enough away, she could watch, but not be in the way, she really hoped her friend was ok. Crossing paths with a staff member here seemed to tend to be a bad idea, she didn't want to see David fall to those three horrible words
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Posted: Mon Mar 13, 2006 1:22 am
Chubbs visably went pinkish, his tuffs of fur and hair grew pink like in colour as he stared up and through the woman. His ears flattened back and he stopped breathing all together. A flush of warmth hit his body and all he heard was the beat.
Ga-thump
Ga-thump
Ga-thump
Chubbs stared at Aubery as he got to his feet, he heard nothing else but her heartbeat in his ears and saw nothing else but her flesh in his eyes. Chubbs tilted on a knifes edge, and as if the remaining sanity of Chubbs tugged at his mind, he took a step back from Awen.
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Posted: Mon Mar 13, 2006 1:34 am
Aubrey gave a curt nod, the closest to a 'thank you' he was going to get.
She reached Awen and pulled out the resuscitator to make sure she was getting several good lungfuls of oxygen until her breathing returned to normal.
"Just be still," she said quietly to Awen, brushing her hair out of her face. It was almost frigtening how fast her attitude when to b***h to motherly.
She pulled out a penlight and checked her pupil dialation, took her blood pressure, and temperature. She did it quickly as she could and still be effective, looking up every few minutes to make sure the others kept their distance.
Convinced Awen was stable enough to get to her Duplex, Aubrey put away her kit and then attempted to lift Awen off the sand and into the Jeep.
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Posted: Mon Mar 13, 2006 1:36 am
Joliette didn't move away from where she was sitting, but she did take few photos, some of the ocean, a few of Aubrey and Awen, and some of David, "She'll... be ok?" Joliette asks from her spot when it looked like Aubrey was about to move her friend
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Posted: Mon Mar 13, 2006 1:41 am
Awen, who hadn't been very responsive to date, groaned slightly at the point that Aubrey shone the light in her eyes. She had heard the quiet tone and felt the comforting hand brush away the still wet strands. Something Awen hadn't felt in a long time surfaced in her. The feeling of being with her mother again, she was dazed by the encounter with the ocean and wouldn't have been surprise had she...not made it. So... that's why Awen's mom was around.
When the manta was hauled to her feet she tried to stand too but her legs gave way almost the second pressure was applied. She opened her mouth trying to speak but couldn't form words. Instead she coughed some more.
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Posted: Mon Mar 13, 2006 1:52 am
Chubbs wanted to rend something, especially Aubery. Awen came into his few and he sniffed. She was looking at least alive and somehow, that wassuddenly all that mattered. He walked up to Aubery as she tried to get Awen to the jeep. a fist balled tight out of his right hand. He reached out with clwaed finger to turn Aubery to face him. But she was not met with a fist in the face, but two arms that took Awen from her. He nodded to Aubery to continue to the jeep as he made his way there himself.
" I said I'd help... even if I'm a lug"
With that he settled Awen gently into the jeep and made sure she was comfortable and secure.
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Posted: Mon Mar 13, 2006 1:56 am
Aubrey glowered at Chubbs as he touched, opening her mouth to get the command words out, but then he took Awen...and Aubrey forced herself to hold off...at least until Awen was secure.
"She'll be fine," Aurbey said to Joli. "She just needs some rest and lots of fluids."
She didn't say anything to Chubbs, but as the MOMENT Awen was buckled into the Jeep, Aubrey peeled off towards the village.
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Posted: Mon Mar 13, 2006 1:59 am
Joliette watched and once hte jeep took off she stood up and walked to David's side "I wonder what happened" she says quietly and then looks up at him
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Posted: Mon Mar 13, 2006 2:09 am
Chubbs watched the jeep speed off and head off down the beach. It was official, he hated both staff members he had met so far and wouldn't think twice about hurting them. It still scared him that he wanted to be so violent, he finally took a long breath and looked to the ground and shook his head.
" I don't know, not like we'll ever know till Awen gets back anyway"
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Posted: Mon Mar 13, 2006 2:11 am
"Well that whole event was a mood spoiler..." she turns to face him wrapping her arms best she could around him "Something bothering you love?"
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Posted: Mon Mar 13, 2006 8:07 am
NEW RP
Pyroth's sleep was more contented than it had been in a very very long time. He wasn't in the jungle chasing some unknown precence, nor alone in the deserts of his youth with only the coyote for company. For once he managed to get some good, decent and moreover dreamless sleep. However, as time wore on, he found that a sound seemed to intrude upon his rest, threatening to wake him. He clung to unconciousness with all his might, not wanting to give in to the outside world and wake, but it was futile, the darkness ebbed away like sands through his fingers, leaving only waking.
He opened one eye, his pupil dialating in the light. His mind was still fuzzy, so the beach before him, it's waves lapping at the shore seemed an acceptable substitute for the grey walls that usually met him on waking. At least, it did for a bit, then little alarm bells started going off as his brain got it's reports in order, he wasn't going to like what it had to say, but hell if it knew how it got to this point. Apparently the beach was a bad place to wake up. It linked to the day before somehow..
Oh god.
And like a tsunami it all came back to him, blurred in places like a hazy dream but familiar in the way only being high could be. He could only but look on as the memories lined up. When he finally got his head together sufficiently to gauge that, yes he was on the beach, curled contentedly on the sands. He hadn't considered the lack of clothing yet, when you had fur you sometimes forgot that part of your mental checklist.
He lifted his head ever so slightly from the sand and spotted a form nearby, one that confirmed that yes, he wasn't just dreaming.
"Sweet holy hell" he said aloud, his tone more one of surprise than horror.
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Posted: Mon Mar 13, 2006 9:58 am
Antony, like Pyroth, had also slept well despite the fact that she was not laying on her, or anyone else's bed for that matter. She had grown used to sleeping on the sand during the two months she and Jamal spent living on the beach.
Either way, the naked, tattooed woman was quite content and still sleeping when the fuzzy man began to wake. She, per usual, was currently using the cayote man's furry chest as a makeshift pillow, an arm draped casually around his waist as well.
It was only when the exclamation hit her ears did Antony's eyes shoot open in alarm. The light caused her to squint almost immediately as she attempted to get a grasp of her surroundings. "Whuappen'd?" She grunted, the sleep still quite prominant in her voice as she slurred the words together.
Soon enough though her senses woke up. The smell of the ocean, pot, and ultimately sex. The feel of soft fur that definately wasn't hers against her pale flesh. The taste of salt water and pot, among other things she couldn't identify. The sounds of waves crashing around the pair and sea birds yacking to themselves where ever the ******** they were.
And then finally, the sight of her very naked form sprawled on a rather furry naked man. It was cleared to her what had happened, but Antony didn't seem too surprised or shocked.
Hell this s**t had happened before... Just not with a man halfway changed into a cayote... That's all.
"Well," she started, voice clear of its sleep induced slur, "Good morning then."
She didn't bother to cover herself up, and simply sat up somewhat and stretched before shifting to watch him respond. Her tails, mimicking her mood, lazily swished across the loose sand under her.
What an interesting way to start the day.
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Posted: Mon Mar 13, 2006 10:12 am
Pyroth cringed at waking up Antony, as almost all people everywhere do when waking another on accident. He hadn't really meant to voice his thoughts aloud but some things you couldn't help. His initial wave of utter shock had passed however and he began to get a hold on what was going on outside his head, his nose confirming the scents Antony was aware of, multiplied by about 3 to his nose. Some of them were a little too familiar and made him raise an eyebrow as he constructed a mental image of their source.
A blink was the only response he could think of to Antony's frank dismissal of their current state. Hell, is she could be casual, so could he. Besides, normally he would have been dreadfully self concious of his skin bared to the world, revealing the cross hatching of scars that covered his body. However, fur made that more easy to bear, disregarding that the tattooed woman in front of him probably knew the location of every one of them by now.
He sat up and shook his head, if only to get the sand off his hair, stretching contented muscles. Only then did it actually dawn on him that Antony was naked too, her tattoos perfectly unobscured.
"Morning." he replied with a grin and a yawn, still somewhat dazed by the whole shock of waking, he wasn't fast to rouse in the morning and today was no different, had he not just had one of the best nights in ages, he'd probably be a little more panicky.
He cast his gaze about them for a sec before asking "Any idea where our clothes are?" he was even minus his feather headband, how or when that had happened, he couldn't recall. It wasn't an urgent request, simply a casual ponderance, he doubted many islanders came down to the beach this early anyway.
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