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 Posted: Thu Apr 06, 2006 10:35 am
Colche huffs a little though resisted pouting. She had asked why Em didn't go to the villiage after all. Her smile returned pretty quickly and she playfully pounced em, gently, snuggling her tightly "come back soon, more stories okies" she grind, releasing the hedgehog lady she puurred breifly before turning on ehr heel towards the cafeteria. She was hungry and sleepy after ehr time in the sands, she wanted to go home and imaginate her story to tell em.
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Posted: Sat Apr 08, 2006 6:17 pm
New RP
Having finally located the beach, Nita sat on a towel in the warm sand. Her knees were tucked up to her chest and she stared out at the ocean, mind forced blank. Her hair was loose and rippled in red waves down her thin back. The girl's skin smelled of coconut sunblock, freckles prominent on her face, shoulders, and arms.
A paperback book lay next to her, closed. Well-worn flip-flops listed to the side, pushed that way by a mound of sand. The faint tinkle of music escaped the foam pads of her headphones.
Wait in line
'Till your time
Ticking clock
Everyone stop
Everyone's saying different things to me
Different things to me
Everyone's saying different things to me
Different things to me
...
Do you believe
In what you see
Motionless wheel
Nothing is real
Wasting my time
In the waiting line
Do you believe in
What you see
...
Ah and I'll shout and I'll scream
But I'd rather not be seen
And I'll hide away for another day ...
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Posted: Sat Apr 08, 2006 6:31 pm
...So many newcomers. It practically broke her heart. Were so many subjects necessary for his research? Emelyn wondered if the 'good doctor' had even put his research to any good, thinking- and not for the first time- that Moreau was surely a man with one foot in heaven... and one foot in hell. The most she could hope was that his research truly did give someone comfort, in the long run. There was no part of Emelyn- despite the hatred she held for Moreau- that wished his vision utter ruin. For the price which his research had been obtained- was at too high a price for such ends.
Emelyn had come down off the mountain to check on the food she'd left on her drying rack, when she'd seen the newcomer there, sitting on the sand, oblivious to the world around her. Em wondered if she should just let the girl be- give her those last minutes, hours of peace- if, indeed, she'd not yet learned the truth about the island. ...But then, a vision of Jamal dropping from the tree with the look of death of his face... caused the hair on her arm to stand on end- despite the humid heat. And Emelyn knew that there was more at stake than this girl's peace of mind. If she didn't know the truth about the island- she might be in danger.
So, despite what she knew she must look like- her mess of spines piled atop her head and running down her back- her lack of shoes, her cut-off shorts and her bikini top- she came up to the girl, and sat several feet away from her in the sand- directly in her vision.
"Hello," she said simply and pleasantly.
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Posted: Sat Apr 08, 2006 6:42 pm
It was hard to go a day without smiling. The nature of things as they stood were good, she was happy, bouncy, not yet due for another change, though of course this thought never crossed her mind. What ever happened, happened in the world of the little cheetah girl. The walk of the cheetah is a gentle, graceful lope, but the tip toed walk of this cheetah was always full of a bounce. It was hard to keep her down.
Today was no exception, she wa off to the beach, she wanted to stretch her legs, and have a sleep in the sun, or int he shade, maybe have a little swim and build a sand castle, which ever came first. However upon coming close to the small line of trees which bordered the beach ehr nose twitched. A familiar scent hit her sensitive nose and she puurred. Perhaps the simplicity of accepting who and what she was had made it so much easier for Colche to define people by their scents. There was another scent there too, but she ignored that as she strode through the tree line, bouncing on to the sand in a rather rushed, dusty manner before she broke in to a swift little ruun and virtually pounced Emelyn in a playful if rather exhuberant hug.
"Emlyn!" she stated with a rather loud puurr echoeing from her chest. After a moment she turned her big innocent blue gaze upon the red haired femme whom sat in the sand. A new person. Her ears flattened and she smiled in a grinning fashion flashing all of those sharp white fangs "Hai!" she giggles, Colche was farfrom shy, especially around females, males were another thing entirely, but she trusted women even if they wern't fuzzy, after all aubrey wasn't fuzzy and she was virtually her mother! Girls were good, it didn't even occur to her that seh might frighten someone. It never did.
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Posted: Sat Apr 08, 2006 6:55 pm
Nita blinked slowly as something crossed her line of vision. In her sun-warmed and mind-numbed state, it took her a moment to realize that the "something" was a person. A woman, to precise, and changed, although not nearly as foreign-looking as Cass or the other lizard girl whose name Nita hadn't caught. Her mouth moved.
"Oh," Nita replied softly, pulling her headphones down to hang around her neck. It occurred to her to say something further when yet another personage flew at her-- no, flew at the woman sitting across from her. Feline, Nita noted idly, but friendly. Exuberant. Such energy made her tired.
She shook her head, as if to shake away the fog surrounding her thoughts and suffocating her. "Hello," she said a bit more clearly. Her toes wiggled into the sand.
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Posted: Sat Apr 08, 2006 7:02 pm
Colche, as always- was a whirlwind of childish exuberance, and Emelyn found herself swept up in it, splayed out on her back in the sand before she could even hope to react.
"Hello Colche," she said sweetly, accepting the tackle-embrace with a happy, if not full-voiced response. As she sat up, letting the air flow back into her lungs with deep breaths, she realized that was the second time in nearly the same number of weeks that she'd been tackled by a person transformed into a large cat. Luckily, this time all she had as a souvenier from the 'attack' was a back covered in sand and slightly shocked lungs.
"I'm sorry," Em said, taking one last deep breath to fill out her shaking lungs, "I didn't know this would end up being an ambush," she said lightly, still smiling. "I'm Emelyn."
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Posted: Sat Apr 08, 2006 7:09 pm
Colche puurred happily as she sat there, looking at the new person with curious eyes, Colche never exactly found it easy to define if people were upset at her actions, she was as usual just over excited at seeing a friend having not run off the worst of her energy yet. Her tail tip twitched as Em introduced herself and she was quick to follow "Colche" she smiled in a sweet, innocent manner as if nothing was wrong, they were three girls, sittingon a beach int he middle of some where. The fact that she and em were partially anamalistioc, didn't really occur to her as unusual.
She stayed quiet for a moment her blue eyes gaze fixed on Nita for a moment her ears perking slightly, the sound of the sea whispered in her furry ears and she turned ehr head to look at the water. She wouldn't be still for very long, long enough to get an introduction before she had to run off this boundless energy which stored itself up over night.
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Posted: Sat Apr 08, 2006 7:18 pm
Through the haze, Nita couldn't help but smile at Colche, even if just watching her was exhausting. "I'm Nita," she said. "It's nice to meet you, I suppose." Her eyes met Em's inquisitively, noting Colche's oddness that was more than the physical changes.
She stretched her legs out a bit and pulled her hair off her back, securing it with an elastic from her wrist. With one smooth gesture, Nita set her MP3-player and paperback aside, doing her best to keep the sand out.
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Posted: Sat Apr 08, 2006 7:25 pm
"You suppose?" Emelyn asked, not restating the words out of malice, but rather, a dawning of comprehension- mostly born out of Nita's almost nochalant reaction to the two animalistic girls. "So... I'm assuming you've met other... islanders, then?"
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Posted: Sat Apr 08, 2006 7:31 pm
The cheetah girls tongue stuck out a bit as she sat there "Nita" she puurred again her nose and ears twitching her tail tip flicking up little sand storms behind her. She was obviously rather hyper and needed to run off some energy. She opened her mouth to say something but really couldn't remember what she was going to comment on so her mouth closed again.
Her blue eyed gaze fled to the sky then and she gave a little sigh clambering to her forever clawed toes. Unlike other big cats, sher claws had no sheathes, her feet were like track shoes. "Go run" she stated wrinkling her nose in a perfectly happy little smile. "Oh!" she paused only for a second to look at emelyn "Started story" she grins broadly looking at Nita, her tail tip still twitching in a spasmodic manner "byebye!" she grinned at the two and was away like a shot sown the beach. Obviously she required a run, once this short burt of speed was over she would be tired and nap further down the beach. She was really much too hyper to be sitting still.
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Posted: Sat Apr 08, 2006 7:43 pm
Nita nodded at Emelyn. "Yeah, a few. A couple of them a lot less.. human-looking than you are." She gave a little wave as the feline- Colche, she reminded herself- dashed off down the beach.
She wasn't nearly as calm about the whole situation as she outwardly appeared. At this point in time she was basically forcing herself to take things as they came at her. A breakdown would come later. She could feel it, tickling her like a feather. No time for that now.
"They offered me a chance to study abroad. I guess that was a big fat lie..." Nita's voice held a bitter edge and the girl stared out past Em.
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Posted: Sat Apr 08, 2006 7:57 pm
"Yeah.." she said- softly confirming what Nita obviously already knew. "...I'm sorry you had to come here. ...And I wish there was more I could do," she said, revealing herself already as someone who was openly concerned, "but if there's any questions you have... I'll be happy to try to answer them for you. ..I've been here since the beginning."
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Posted: Sat Apr 08, 2006 8:03 pm
"It's not your fault," Nita said automatically. Of course it wasn't Emelyn's fault, but that tended to be a stock reply to anyone apologizing to her. "I mean, I did walk right into the lion's den, as it were. She gave a little self-deprecating laugh and shook her head.
"What's it like?" she finally asked. She meant the transformation itself, but also the general experience of being not-quite-human.
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Posted: Sat Apr 08, 2006 8:11 pm
Emelyn found that she couldn't yet read Nita- hadn't grasped a handhold on her subtext, and didn't have an idea how to relate to her. It was yet to be seen whether the girl was always so guarded, or if it was her current, heartbreaking predicament that had caused such a wall to be erected.
"Which, living on the island, being here... or the transformations?" Emelyn asked, matter-of-factly. She may not know how to relate to Nita, yet... but at least she could try to answer her questions.
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Posted: Sat Apr 08, 2006 8:20 pm
Nita bit her lip. "Both, I guess. The," here her voice quivered, "the changes, mostly. Do they tell you when it'll be? Or is that part of the experiment?" She leaned forward and put her chin on her knees again, brow wrinkled. This time she was going to pay attention to what was said. She had to focus on something, give her mind more information.
That was how she worked. She might hate something, but she'd learn about it anyway.
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