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 Posted: Wed Dec 28, 2005 2:34 pm
"Island resort? Is that what they told you?" Chana may ntot have listened to any explanations of what was going on on the island, but she could see that two and seven did not make four. "Look. I came here to work at a year-round camp for the mentally retarded, damnit! I've heard someone here was told that this was a ******** movie. Whatever they told you, they lied. Okay?" She took a deep breath. To say the next part...was to finally admit out loud that it was real.
"And I guess you haven't ******** seen anyone who looked anything other than human, 'cause you wouldn't be ******** shouting at me if you had. I've seen ******** lizard people and a ******** wolfman and I know what I saw. Don't believe me? Fine! ******** you!" she shouted at Antony. Then she grabbed a few pieces of fruit to take back to her duplex and headed for the exit.
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Posted: Wed Dec 28, 2005 2:36 pm
Joliette had hesitated to enter the cafeteria, she'd heard yelling, only one voice she knew... So at that moment holding the laptop to her chest wearing her black Gi she just stood... Unsure if she should go in or not, she had no idea Chana was storming for the door
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Posted: Wed Dec 28, 2005 2:48 pm
As Chana explained why she herself had come here, and then continued her examples, Antony's face went from disbelief, a slight flicker of fear sparking through her eyes just before her face contorted in fury. The knuckles on the hand holding the fork were stark white, and she abruptly slammed her hand down on the table palm open, the silverware freed from her grasp.
Eyes glaring at Chana, she sneered unwilling to allow herself to believe all this. It was a crock of s**t that's what. "******** that. I've MET Lizardman before, and it's all ******** body mods... ALL OF IT! Tattoos, implants... He was one of the first to get his tongue split for ******** sake."
Antony didn't care to go after the girl she just met, and instead stood there, chest heaving in anger. Suddenly, Antony grasped her plate of food and flung it across the room as hard as she could, feeling slightly better once it shattered against the wall. Shards and chunks of lettuce littering the floor below. "******** refused to believe it.
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Posted: Wed Dec 28, 2005 2:52 pm
Chana curled a lip in a snarl (not caring for once that she was showing off her buck teeth) and stalked out the door...
...right into Joliette. She paused, blinked, and glared at the lizard woman in question. "******** you," she told Joliette, and shoved past her.
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Posted: Wed Dec 28, 2005 2:55 pm
Joliette was surprised at Chana's change in attitude towards her and slowly turned around watching hte woman leave before backing into the cafeteria her claws clicking on the lino as she walked. She was rather shocked actually, she'd never heard the woman angry like that
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Posted: Wed Dec 28, 2005 3:01 pm
Antony didn't even hear the other woman come in, or bother to look in that direction, assuming Chana's '******** you' was directed towards her and not someone else.
Placing her hands on the edge of the table while she caught her breath, her head and shoulders slumped in a look of tired defeat. She wasn't 'defeated' persay, but the amount of thoughts running through her head were overwhelming. Her eyes scrunched shut, looking as if she were willing away tears for a moment before she simply shook her head, willing the plague of thoughts away.
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Posted: Wed Dec 28, 2005 3:04 pm
Joliette's tongue flicked and brought her a new scent, not just of hte meat in the room but someone she had not met Oh joy... she thought to herself sensing no animal about them. She turned and saw the tattooed woman sitting slouched over "Uhm Hello" she said quietly
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Posted: Wed Dec 28, 2005 3:07 pm
Snapped back into reality, Antony stopped herself from looking up and simply grunted a reply, "What do you want?" It was curt and even rude, but she didn't give a rat's a** who she was offending right now.
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Posted: Wed Dec 28, 2005 3:10 pm
Joliette blinked, "Nothing, I just.. wanted to ask if you are ok..." she said quietly in her thick British accent and then chewed lightly on her bottom lip with her sharp pointy teeth
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Posted: Wed Dec 28, 2005 3:17 pm
Antony actually laughed, but there was nothing comforting about it. In fact, it was cruel and unforgiving, echoing through the near empty cafeteria eerily. "Is there anything about this situation that points otherwise?" The voice she spoke matched her laugh, and she growled low in her throat.
Her knuckles turned white again as she gripped the edge of the table, her violet eyes staring straight down where her plate used to sit.
She would not look up.
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Posted: Wed Dec 28, 2005 3:21 pm
"Well if you want honesty, I dont think there is much of anything about this island that should make any of us find this situation one to make us okay... But I suppose we have to accept that in the long run" Joliette said quietly still standing beside the table
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Posted: Wed Dec 28, 2005 3:34 pm
That was it. Something this girl had said, though honest, tipped the scales for Antony. She was the straw that broke the camel's back so to speak, and Antony snarled, violently pushed the table aside, and then caught this girl's throat with her dominant hand.
She had no clue that this woman had claws. At all.
Thrusting upwards enough for her to be quite uncomfortable while still allowing her to breath, the sight that greeted her violet eyes just seemed to piss her off more.
"I. Will. Not. BELIEVE IT!" Antony paused only to take a ragged breath, "I suggest you peddle your ******** sideshow to someone else b***h." Clearly, Antony was no longer too in touch with reality.
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Posted: Wed Dec 28, 2005 3:39 pm
Joliette's eyes narrowed the sudden movement having caused her to drop the laptop to the table's surface, she was good at self defence, she hadn't become a blackbelt for nothing. one clawed hand going to grasp the wrist of the hand holding her throat sharp claws threatening to pierce her skin, the second hand balled into a fist and drove straight for the woman's solar plexus, with the hand at her throat she wasn't gonna be able to say anything even if she wanted to
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Posted: Wed Dec 28, 2005 3:53 pm
Antony didn't have any time to react to the claws besides an angry hiss before the fist came barrelling into her stomach, knocking the wind out of her.
Adrenaline cauesd her to easily forget about the pain in her arm, her grip loosening considerably however, free hand immediately grapping for the wrist of the hand that just decked her. She may not be a black belt, but she grew up with boys, drank with men, and had dated her share of cocky women beaters to boot. In short, she had survived her share of brawls.
Catching her breath enough, Antony slammed her heel down towards Joliette's instep, eyes continuing to glare into the other's eyes. As much as she wouldn't admit it, and as twisted as it may sound, Antony was enjoying the fight, pain and all.
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Posted: Wed Dec 28, 2005 4:02 pm
Joliette's was not a tall person measuring at 4'5" She'd been sucessfully lifted off the floor, now she landed on it again . she swung her heavy foot/leg aiming for the groin of the woman, attempting to avoid the foot moving for her own heavy foot. Sharp teeth bared she dug her claws into the arm she held. "We are trapped here, fighting will not solve it" she said
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