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 Posted: Mon Jun 05, 2006 10:39 pm
Alec just stared, amazed at how apparently out-of-it Nita was. It's not that he's stopped by expecting a fight to break out, but he definetly didn't expect to see her looking so.. tired, was it? He couldn't tell. "Ye shoul' go t'bed." He muttered bluntly, raising a studded brow and ignoring the 'lame' comment as he took a slug of his soda after ceasing his rocking.
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Posted: Mon Jun 05, 2006 10:46 pm
"Yeah," she agreed slowly. "Sleep... but the dreams..." The last three words were uttered softly, barely voiced at all. "Or a shower. My hands are dirty." Nita stared at her furred hands. To all outward appearances, they were perfectly clean, even if they did smell rather strongly of cleaning solution.
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Posted: Mon Jun 05, 2006 10:52 pm
Alec did manage to catch the words she was uttering softly, only resulting in him getting even more weirded out. He leaned over in his chair, attempting to get a look at her face since she seemed intent on staring at her soda can or the floor. "Ye ekay?"
Oh great, she's going nuts like Julian. Was his first thought, wondering if her injections were taking a toll on the feeble girl's mind. "Ye wanneh go t'th'labs mebeh?" He spoked a little louder, trying to snap her out of her trance. The suggestion seemed absurd at first, according to the horror stories he'd heard from the others, but he figured if she was getting sick than she should see a doctor. Even a crazy one.
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Posted: Mon Jun 05, 2006 11:00 pm
Nita heard him faintly through the fog in her mind. "No. Yeah." She blinked. That didn't make sense. She rubbed her forehead for a moment, trying to collect her thoughts.
"I'll be fine.. I think I should lie down for a bit." Nita scrubbed at her face again. Why wouldn't her headache go away? Why was everything so distant?
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Posted: Mon Jun 05, 2006 11:09 pm
Alec got up from his seat as he finished his soda, dropping the can into the trash as he made quick movements around the room. He wasn't sure if he was just itching to get out of there or if he was attempting to actually help, but he stopped by the dazed Nita's side and pointed to her bed that was neatly made. "Crazeh b***h go t'bed." He tried not to laugh and be serious for once. He hadn't even been there very long and she was definetly starting to gradual look worse and worse. He even considered calling the labs to come get her but a warning sign in his conscience commanded him not to put her in some bad situation that he would ultimately be responsible for.
Confident that his point was made, he wandered over to the doorway to get his boots on and leave her be.
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Posted: Mon Jun 05, 2006 11:16 pm
Nita laughed hollowly, which was probably a bit disturbing under the circumstances. She did stand up, however, and dropped the empty box and soda can into the trash. She tried to smile at Alec, part of her knowing that he was right, that he was helping, even if he didn't mean to.
"Thank you," Nita whispered, sitting down on her bed. Her eyelids felt heavy and her cheeks tingled slightly.
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Posted: Mon Jun 05, 2006 11:24 pm
He tried not to pay attention to Nita's blank stare as he paused by the door, even shivering when he heard her distant voice respond to his little jab. He felt sort of weird leaving her like that, sitting and looking that way like she was straight from an asylum but he didn't know what else to do.. or if he should do anything else at all.
"Call if ye need anehthin, will ye?" He'd almost sound irritated if not for the look on his face, positive that he'd most likely hear her if she screamed loudly or anything of the sort. After that he quietly left and shut the door behind him.
"Joost when a' think a' know wha' th'fook's goin on 'ere..." He growled to himself, voice trailing off as he stuffed his hands in his pockets roughly, searching for his lighter to calm his nerves. He continued on to stomp off into the jungle in no set direction. He didn't even want to begin to imagine what could've happened to make her like that, making an effort to forget.
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Posted: Mon Jun 05, 2006 11:31 pm
Nita raised a hand in a brief wave, but Alec was already out the door.
Moving automatically, Nita shucked off her jeans and went to brush her teeth. Even in her stupor she was responsible enough to take her medication. Nita splashed tepid water on her face and padded back to her bed.
Her duplex was clean. That plus some rest would surely make her feel better. She curled up under the blankets, not entirely sure whether or not she was already dreaming.
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Posted: Tue Jun 06, 2006 11:24 pm
Soccer! [Intro-- Nita and Lauren had dinner together or something and ended up going to the edge of the village for the soccer game. Lauren plays and Nita sits on the sidelines.] Click here!
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Posted: Sat Jun 10, 2006 8:09 pm
Revelation Nita MacNeal Nita sat in her usual spot in the corner of the cafeteria with a bowl of pasta in front of her. She had been feeling rather cranky for the past few days, and the nitemares she kept having certainly weren't helping. Her head felt too light and her cheeks tingled; Nita chalked it up to her less-than-perfect sleep. She rubbed the back of her neck and stabbed at a noodle with her fork. Rex Vadnais Rex's tail swished behind the man as he came into the cafeteria with an afternoon spring in his step and a toothy grin smacked on his face. He could feel that this was going to be a good day. He entered the large room and spied the little red blob that was Nita in the corner. He grabbed his plate full of a variety of meat then plopped down at the table without asking. Did friends need to ask? "Well good afternoon, li'l lady!" He smiled warmly, though it was washed away as he realized she wasn't in the best of moods. Nita MacNeal Nita jumped in her seat, her fork clattering loudly on the table. She had been so out of it that she hadn't even noticed Rex approaching. In spite of her bad mood, she attempted a smile. Rex was a good guy and tended to cheer her up. "Oh hey, Rex," she said, recovering her fork and poking at the noodles with considerably less force. "How've you been? I saw you playing soccer the other night." Nita MacNeal Nita jumped in her seat, her fork clattering loudly on the table. She had been so out of it that she hadn't even noticed Rex approaching. In spite of her bad mood, she attempted a smile. Rex was a good guy and tended to cheer her up. "Oh hey, Rex," she said, recovering her fork and poking at the noodles with considerably less force. "How've you been? I saw you playing soccer the other night." Nita MacNeal "It's okay, I was kinda spaced out," Nita explained, taking a few more quick neat bites of pasta. She realized she had forgotten to get a drink for herself so she indicated to Rex that she'd be back in a minute. Nita returned with several cans of Diet Coke; presumably most of them would be taken back to her duplex. She popped the top off of one and sipped. Her throat cleared, she continued, "Nah, I'm not big on sports, and I wasn't feeling too great anyway. It was fun to watch though; Amaya makes a darn good goalie!" Even if she had been rooting for the other team, since Lauren was on it, it was Rex sitting across from her and he'd been on the winning team. Rex Vadnais Rex's blue eyes grew substantially bigger when she returned with several cans of diet coke, "Whoa there, throwing a party? Looks like your going to need a few more guests to down those buggers." She must be pretty thirsty.
"Aww, come on. Who doesn't love a rowdy game of soccer! There's nothing more fun than going out there and roughin' it up a bit." He growled in the name of competition; the guy could get pumped easily. "And yeah, Amaya was great! Showed that Thom guy what's what! ...Even though I know that he didn't mean anything by it." He shuffled the floor with his feet a little, then shoved his entire flank in his mouth and downed it easily. Nita MacNeal Nita pulled a face. "I keep my fridge stocked for when I don't feel like going out," she explained. In fact, the soccer game several nights ago had been the only time Nita had really been 'out' in nearly a week. She raised a brow, amused by Rex' enthusiasm. "Actually, I kind of felt like I was going to pass out, so I figured sitting out was a much better plan..." Shrugging, Nita shook her head. "What did Thom say, anyway? I couldn't really hear conversation from where I was sitting, and at the end, when Antony punched him, Lauren and I left." Rex Vadnais "Passing out? Aww, I'm sorry. Did you take something for it? Do you still feel bad?"
Rex messed up his face in recollection, "I don' remember his exact words. It was something like how he only wanted to chose people who looked like they could run. And Amaya took offense and shut down because of her... 'little' limb problem." The poor lizard had enough self esteem problems as it was and Thom's comment surely wasn't helping. Rex took another swig of water while his tail swayed gently from his sagging pants. Nita MacNeal "Nothing really I could take. I've got Tylenol and stuff, but that wouldn't do any good." Nita shrugged. "I've just been feeling.. weird." She frowned at her bowl of noodles. "Ah..." she said, in response to Rex' explanation. "I dunno, I mean Lauren and Antony have big feet too, and they can run just fine. Depending on exactly what he said, he could have meant several people." She shrugged again, tucking a stray bit of hair behind her ear. "But I didn't hear, so I dunno." Rex Vadnais "Yeah, if only I could remember the exact wording..." Rex refilled his plate and started anew on a healthy portion of bacon. Who said bacon was a morning only food?!
"So you and Lauren have been getting along?" It was nice to see so many happy couples around, though Rex couldn't help but be jealous occasionally. Nita MacNeal "Ah well," Nita said. Amaya had ended up playing well, so apparently she showed Thom what she could do. As for Antony hitting him... That wasn't any of Nita's business. She sat quietly for a moment, finishing her pasta and staring off into space. Finally a bit of a real smile crossed her lips. "Oh yes. It's funny, I don't see her as much as I'd like. I mean, you'd think we'd be together a lot, considering how small this place is, but I guess it's a good thing. We're going to be here for-" Nita paused, still not quite will to say 'forever.' "A long time," she concluded. Rex Vadnais It was amazing to step back for a moment and realize just how diverse the views and personalities of people on the island. People like Antony obviously hate relationships but love sex. Then you've got Nita who loves another woman with all of her heart. Rex chuckled and said, "A looong time." Then devoured another piece of bacon.
Rex's mind was full of questions that were still unanswered. What were they all going to look like when fully changed? Would the relationships hold even through the difference of species? What would happen to them all in the end? Dying alone on an island without leaving your mark in the world sounded boring, but you had to make the best of it. He sighed in thought. Nita MacNeal "Hmm," Nita murmured. She drank the last of her soda and flicked the can absently with one of her darkened fingernails. In general, the red panda girl tried not to think about her future too much; it was too mind-boggling and just a bit depressing. Not the changing so much, since the transformations themselves didn't bother, but knowing that she was well and truly trapped. Knowing that she was under constant surveillance, and would be for the rest of her life. For her, that was the most awful part, never really being in control of her situation. She sighed, looking across the table at Rex. For some reason, Nita felt she could trust him, even though she had only known him for a couple of months, and she wasn't one to discuss private matters with anyone. "Did you know I'm clinically depressed?" she asked him hesitantly, furrowing her brows. Rex Vadnais Rex was taken aback but the spontaneity of her confession, but answered honestly, "Really? No, I never would have guessed. The only time you've seemed pretty irritable was when I ran into you during that whole attacker thing." This was a pretty obscure thing to say out of the blue, but she figured she had some kind of reason for saying so, "Do you think something is wrong?" He looked into her eyes from across the table and frowned, worried. Nita MacNeal Nita bit her lip and continued staring at her empty soda can. "Yeah. I guess a lot of people never really knew, but I am. I ended up in the hospital for a while my senior year of high school." Her voice was soft but clear enough for Rex to hear without straining too much. Absently, sub-consciously, Nita rubbed a thumb over the pale skin of her forearms. "I've taken anti-depressants since then. I'm mostly okay when I take them, but one time... One time I was dumb and didn't refill the prescription. I ran out of pills and so I didn't take them for a couple of weeks. It was awful," she said simply. "I couldn't function, I couldn't think, I didn't care about anything." A sort of twisted smile quirked her lips. "That's what this feels like. Withdrawal." It's such a simple word, and so often only associated with hard drugs. As in, people need to go through it, to get the drugs out of their system. And after that everything would be better. In Nita's case, it would only get worse. Rex Vadnais Rex listened to her story with intent and shock. Hospitalized?! "Nita... I'm so sorry, I wish that there was something that I could do." He paused and reached across the table for her hand, concerned. "Have the doctors continue to fill out your perscription and everything? If those pills are giving you more help than harm then you should get them as soon as possible!" He didn't know what to say, sometimes it was hard to find the right words to express yourself. Nita MacNeal Nita clutched at his hand, hardly aware of it. "I don't know..." she whispered. I was only supposed to be here for two months, so that's what I brought with me. I'd just run out when I went to see that Dr. Frost lady. She gave me some pills and said it was something the labs had developed for me, to work better with my changes or something." A tear rolled down Nita's cheek and she brushed it away with her free hand. She was cold and could feel the blood pounding in her skull. Rex Vadnais Rex petted at her hand gently and wiped the tear from her cheek with a padded thumb (being wary of his claw by her eye). He tried to speak caringly, "Something probably just went wrong with their formula or something. Half the time I really wonder if the scientists really know what they're doing. I mean, we are experiments, nothing final." Rex shuddered, he didn't mind turning into an animal as long as nothing went wrong. Though he'd just given himself a bit of a scare. "Why don't you phone the labs? Tell them whats up with you." Nita MacNeal "But why wouldn't they test it before giving it to me?" Nita wailed quietly. Then she almost laughed. "Oh, I guess I am the test..." She sniffed and took a few deep breaths. She had to calm down or her headache would get even worse, and if she cried more she'd hyperventilate, which was never fun. "I should call them, I know I should, but I hate having to go to them for help, you know? I didn't ask for anything new, I just want my Zoloft!" Rex Vadnais Rex sighed, trying to find the best way to word his thoughts, "Nita, if these sick people are going to leave us stuck here on some island and turn us into animals, then the least they can do is make sure we're healthy. Without pills that work things will be pretty dang tough!" He tried to be her rock and help convince her to do what was right. His face was dry. "You aren't yourself without them. Go call them and then take a nap, I don't want you feeling this way." Rex's stomach had sunk low and twisted into a pretzel, he couldn't stand to see people in tears. Nita MacNeal "You're right, you're right," Nita repeated, shaking her head and fiddling with the end of a braid. "I hate being like this. It scares me," she said in a small voice, suddenly looking far younger than her twenty-one years. Nita clasped her hands together, forcing herself to stop her fiddling. It was almost harder not to cry with Rex being so nice to her. "Would you walk me back to my duplex? I don't want to fall over on the way there." There was a hint of laughter in her tone, although it was actually quite a valid concern. Rex Vadnais "Oh, sure thing." Rex got up and cleared both their plates to the kitchen, then came back and offered his hand for her to hold through the village to their duplexes. It seemed like even little securities like this could help the girl. Rex would do anything within reason for a friend. "You sure that things will be okay?" He couldn't help but be concerned. Nita MacNeal Nita stood up, a little wobbly, and watched Rex clear away the dishes. It was the first time she'd eaten in the cafeteria and not put away her own dishes. That felt weird, although at least they weren't just leaving them behind. She reached for Rex' hand, leaning against him slightly. "No, I'm not really sure," Nita said quietly. "But I'm hoping, because I can't stand it getting much worse." Rex Vadnais Rex cleared the dishes out of common curtosy and habit. After working at a restaurant for so long he couldn't stand to see a dirtied table.
He held her close as her support; her anchor. And as they approached her duplex he left her with, "Well you know that I'm here for you. Duplex 35 if you ever need help." Rex wanted to do his best in helping poor Nita through her dilema. Nothing terribly productive comes out of the mental state she was in. Nita MacNeal Nita nodded gratefully, attempting a smile again. "Thank you, Rex. Maybe it doesn't seem like a lot, but this really does help." On a whim, she gave the lion-man a brief hug. Pulling away, Nita managed a more sincere smile. "I'm gonna lie down for a bit, and then I'll give them a call." She jerked her head towards the intercom, as if it weren't painfully obvious who "they" were. Rex Vadnais The lion man returned the hug and nodded, "Good, rest should help you alot. It always helps me." But I don't have depression, so I wouldn't know. Rex waved the panda girl off with a smile and said, "Feel better soon, I want my happy Nita back." then took the short walk back to his duplex. Nita MacNeal "Thanks again," Nita said and turned to shut the door. Within moments, she was curled up in her bed. Some rest should help, even if she didn't sleep very deepy-- which she hoped, because with deep sleep came the nitemares.
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Posted: Tue Jun 13, 2006 8:13 pm
Nita ended up sleeping through the night, tormented by the dreams she had come to expect.
She awoke with a gasp, the screams lingering in her mind. (TRAITORTRAITORHOWCOULDYOUIHATEYOUWHYWHYWHY!) It was definitely time to call the labs.
Her face washed, Nita stood nervously by the intercom on the wall. After a few deep breaths, she pressed 0#.
"Um.. hello? It's Nita in number 42. I need to talk with one of the staff..."
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Posted: Tue Jun 13, 2006 8:19 pm
After the typical "hold please" protocal from the poor staffer bored on the other end, Aubrey picked up on the other end. "Dr. Lockheart," she said, automatically pulling up Nita's file on her computer. She scanned over it, her eyes narrowing on the line that noted she had gone to see Dr. Frost.
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Posted: Tue Jun 13, 2006 8:28 pm
Nita couldn't help but be relieved to find Dr. Lockheart on the other end. Colche loved her, and that was about as reliable a character witness as anyone could want.
But.. how to phrase things without being outright insulting? You guys screwed up, and this anti-depressant doesn't work for crap, probably wasn't the most tactful thing to say.
"Oh hi, Dr. Lockheart. Um, it's good to know you're alright," she said, a bit awkwardly. Obviously she couldn't see the remains of Aubrey's injuries, but it was reassuring to know the woman was back at work.
"Anyway... I really need my regular Zoloft. Whatever it was the lab mocked up for me really isn't working." Nita rubbed her forearms, moving her thumb over her wristbone.
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Posted: Tue Jun 13, 2006 8:35 pm
Aubrey could already feel the blood begin to boil in her viens. "Ms. MacNeal....are you saying that the pills Dr. Forst prescribed you were Zoloft? Or, at least she told you they were?"
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Posted: Tue Jun 13, 2006 8:39 pm
Nita blinked. "...Yes? I saw her a couple of weeks ago and mentioned I was out, so she gave me something to replace them. Supposed to work better with my changes..." Her voice trailed off as she glanced across the room to the orange plastic bottle on the nightstand.
"Oh my God," she whispered, sinking down into a chair. "What have I been taking, then??"
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