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Posted: Sun Feb 26, 2006 7:24 pm
Avery laughed a little. "Well, I didn't take it very well at first... and truthfully I still feel nervous around... changed people," he said, trying to think of a way to describe them without offending her. "I've met... uh... there was a girl with some scales, I can't remember her name. And Ambrose, the wolf man... then Colche and Ian too... and Timothy, I stayed with him for a while in his burrow. But I was worried about Rex - he is the guy who tried to rescue me - so I left the burrow to try and find him, and ended up here with Colche's help. Tim said he was going to find food and meet up later."
He gently rubbed the back of his neck, not wanting to irritate the wound there. "And don't worry, it feels like the rain is never going to end to me, too - so it's not just you. It's got to end eventually, though - right?" Avery smiled at her.
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Posted: Sun Feb 26, 2006 7:29 pm
A smile can tell a lot about how a person is feeling inside, whether it's a wide-open crescent moon of white that speaks to pure joy... or the half-hearted, sad tug at the corners of Em's mouth that explained how little faith she really had in anything turning out right.
"Expect the unexpected here." She said softly.
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Posted: Sun Feb 26, 2006 7:37 pm
"Yeah... I'm kind of gathering that much," Avery murmured. "It's like some sort of... nightmare." He told himself he wouldn't get emotional again. He hasn't counted how many times he broke down and cried so far, but he knew it was more than twice, at least. Crying won't get him off this island, after all. "Well, what do you say we get out of this rain, then?"
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Posted: Sun Feb 26, 2006 7:38 pm
Em nodded, and darted for her lean-to. She didn't know if Avery was following her, or if he'd return back to the one he'd been sharing with... one of the cavalcade of people he seemed to have already met.
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Posted: Sun Feb 26, 2006 7:42 pm
Avery thought about following her, but he decided to go back into the lean-to he was sharing with Rex and Colche instead. He crawled back in carefully, settling down back by Colche's side again and snuggling up to get warm. Finally, he closed his eyes and was able to fall asleep this time.
((And that's a wrap! ^^))
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Posted: Wed Mar 01, 2006 9:31 am
The night brings little relief to the islanders huddled in their lean-to's. While the storm's anger seems to have quelled somewhat - the crashing thunder and lightning abating late into the night, the torrential rains have not yet given up. The small shelters stand bravely against the storm - rivulets of water finding each and every space in the lean-to's to pelt the occupants - but it's still drier than being outside. At least, small favors, the rains seem to be the clash of front, and the temperature is on the rise, although the night is still not what the reptiles could call "warm." However.... the night brings other horrors than the rain. Amaya - The chill over your body and the seeping cold that has been building since the starts of the rains began to lessen as you huddled against another for warmpth. However, as the night stretches, you are surprised to find warmpth returning, and then, as if some twisted dream, you feel warmer and warmer, until a savage, feverish, flushing heat seems to be consuming you - the body heat next to you uncomfortable. Your first thought is likely that you did indeed make yourself sick from being out in the cold - and it certainly feels like it - feeling warm despite all atmospheric conditions that should be speaking contrary.... but it's then that the itching... and the cramping begins, and an altogether familiar tightening of muscles and quickened heartrate that is the physical feeling of impending change. The scale-rash begins to spread over your skin, and before your eyes, every single reamining patch of human skin itches, and begins to shread away from forming green scales beneath the surface. Your already embarrasingly large hands and feet ache, and stretch even longer (particularly your feet). Your short tail aches, presing longer, and longer. The short 'spines' down your back grow longer, and growing nubs continue up the back of your neck, even growing in your hairline. These spreading scales, this time, however, do not bequeath your face and head with only minor touches. The maddening itch this time spreads completely over your face... over your head. And as the skin on your scalp begins to flake... clumps of your raven hair loosen... and fall, until the only hair on your body is the last strands clung in your immense hands. Colche - THe feeling that, until now, only happened when Aubrey was there to be beside you - the scary, hurting feeling that is one of the only phsical pains that strike you here on this safe Island - lurks on the horizon of your nerves. Your feet hurt, and your skin itches, and the tawny fur that grows all down your back begins to spread, washing over your shoulders, growing down your legs, and then engulfing your face in its itchy newness. Your feet stretch even more, ensuring that you will not be able to walk flat-footed again, but your legs, surging with lean muscle, promise that your new digitigrade stance will carry you swiftly, freely. Despite their ache and pain with the growth, you almost want to dash out of the warm, dry(ish) tent, and run through the jungles and down the beaches. That is, however, until the worst of the pain begins - in the front and in the back - as your stubby tail begins to elongate, the balancing extention of your spine pressing longer.. and your nose and mouth push out into a short cat muzzle, your nose prickling - the pores moistening, widening, and bringing a new boquet of aroma to you
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Island of Moreau Vice Captain
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Posted: Wed Mar 01, 2006 10:31 am
Colche awoke very slowly. An uncomfortable itching was spreading accross her legs , reaching her claws sown she raked at the uncomfortabl;e heat thatw as spreading fronm her back in a line down her legs. "Mmmunuh" she mumbled, still sleepy, the heat inside the little lean to made her smile a little, the two guys, one on either side of her, had kept her warm and dry through the damp night "nyah" she muttered, her brow creasing as at last, her eyes decided they had to be open. "hnn" she itched irritably at her calves twitching this way and that, bumping in tot he two men, certainly waking them for she moved so irratically.
Sleepy blue eyes were soon wider than a pair of dish plates though and she cried out, her voice not human, it was the sound of an injured animal, the call of a big cat in dire pain. Her legs, her calves and toes were starting, ever so slowly to elongate as the hot, burning itching continued to run down her arms and legs. "owah!" she called looking around herself frantically, where was Aubrey? Was she back in the dark place again? No, she was on the island but Aubrey wasn't there "Aubrey!" she cried, large, wet tears rolling down her cheeks as she thrashed about inside the tiny lean to, her new changes slowly taking place. "Aweh!"
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Posted: Wed Mar 01, 2006 10:47 am
Avery did not wake immediately. In fact, he tried to stay asleep as long as possible, dreaming of being at home, in his warm and dry bed. But the constant shifting and twitching from Colche didn't let him stay asleep for long; he woke slowly, yawing. At Colche's first cry, his eyes flew open and he jerked his body away from her in surprise, staring at her in shock.
"What the--" the words died on his lips when he saw what was happening to the girl. Avery watched, horrified, as her body began changing. What the ******** is going on!? What the hell is happening to her!? Avery was too shocked and afraid to help her, and he stayed as far away as he could get from her inside the lean-to. He knew he should try and do something to help, but he just couldn't make his body move.
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Posted: Wed Mar 01, 2006 11:03 am
Tears continued to run down her cheeks as she finally felt a movement beside ehr and huge, innocent, frightened blue eyes looked at Avery, her body was tence, her mucles taught, the sinew in ehr legs looking like it would snap at any second. She croed out again, rolling to her knees, her hair dangling down in long, ropey lines, hiding the expression upon her face. "argnayw!" The sound was a cross between a yowl and a human ouch, her fingers raked and dug deeply in to the soil beneath the lean to, her back arching painfully as something tugged at her back end.
Looking at Avery in an obstenate fashion she realised it wasn't him pulling, any dreams of the beach and running with the wind had been dashed from her mind as her tail started to slowly, surely, elongate. She caleld out and cried softly, whispering for Aubrey every so often in a tight, strangled, childish cry of a voice "uhmmuweh" she sniffled, the lightning sharp pains which ran up and down her spine making her moan until her throat was dry and sore.
At last it seemed her tail had grown to it's expance, touching the ground though it lay still, it burnt painfully, the newly formed bones soft and sore. Managing to stay kneeling was becoming a chore, her body trembled,s he was frightened, sore, exhausted but it wasn't over quite yet, her face started to ich, to grow that short, kitty muzzle, the fur stretching accross ehr face coveruing her cheeks and forehead, her ears shifting slightly moving towards the top of her head, the fur sprouting in thick plumes there. Finally, she piked up the scent of the people around her. The brawn, burly scent of rex, the sweet, slightly femenine scent of avery, the breath of wet bodies and wet fur, tangled against each other, the thick, heady scent of sweat filling the air surrounded by the mysty air of warmish, dampness upon the islands rich jungly soils.
Her tongue lolled from ehr moth as she panted, her eyes turned on the ground, her limbs dithering begging for heer to lay down once again but her body burned, she hurt all over, her mucles and bones felt like somone was pricking them with thousands of tiny needles. "uhmm" she managed to mumble, tears rolling tot he ground in large dropletts "Aubrey" she whispered just managing to hold herself up a little trembling heap inside the lean to "Aubrey.."
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Posted: Wed Mar 01, 2006 11:18 am
Oh God, oh my God - she's changing, this is what they go through when they transform - how could someone do something so horrible to these people!? Thoughts raced through Avery's head as he sat, frozen in place from fear. He watched the woman crying in front of him, fur growing over more of her body, tail growing longer and even her claws appeared sharper, more threatening - at least to him. He could only just see her face through her long hair, the muzzle growing and nose changing.
What should I do!? Avery thought, panicked. Who can help her? Could anyone help her? When Colche's transformation appeared to slow down, Avery slowly moved a little closer to the girl, reaching out a trembling hand and placing it on her furry shoulder. "Are you--" Avery's sentence broke off, and he swallowed thickly, trying to speak, his voice shaky. "Are you alright..?" he whispered, realizing what a stupid question that was only after he asked it. Of course she isn't alright...
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Posted: Wed Mar 01, 2006 11:29 am
Colche's breath came thick and heavy for a long, quiet time, her eyes bulging her chest obviously heaving. The touch on her shoulderthough braught her back to reality and though her eyes still streamed with tears she just, saw the person before her and colapsed in to their lap. Avery now, wheather he liked it or not, had a rather frightened cheetah girl flumped in his lap. She was awake, and gibbering, shivering helplessly like a child lost in the storm that still raged outside.
"where Aubrey? Where Aubrey?" she dithered hiding her little black nose in Averys lap. She was hot, and damp, weat permiated upon what little skin she now had left. "owowowowow" her voice came, muffled by Averys clothes. Of course, she hadn't heard a word Avery sad to her, she was lost and running a feaver, a combination of her time out in the rain and the transformation had made her very hot, her whole body burned and ached. She just wanted somone to tell her it was okay, to sleep a bit and just for Aubrey to be there, she was always there, when it happened.
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Posted: Wed Mar 01, 2006 11:42 am
"Wha--" Avery was surprised when Colche collapsed into his lap, and at first he had no idea what to do. He reached down, very gently rubbing her back, not wanting to hurt the girl. "I... I have no idea who Aubrey is," he said, trying to stay calm. "But - it'll be okay, right? I mean - it looks like you've gone through this before... and you turned out alright, so..." he trailed off, and used his other hand to slide his fingers through her hair so it wasn't in her face and spread out all over the place. "Hey... it'll - it'll be okay," Avery told her, not sure if he really believed what he was saying. "It's all over now, right? It's okay..."
Avery carefully moved out from under her, stretching his legs out to lay down beside her instead. He pulled the cheetah-girl into his arms, holding her close to his body and rubbing her furry back, trying to calm her down. "It's okay now," he murmured again.
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Posted: Wed Mar 01, 2006 11:52 am
Colche was silent while Avery spoke to her, his words were soothing to her furry ears even though se couldn't really understand what he was saying. She was so lost int he aching pain of herbody that she barely even noticed him getting out from under her, she only noticed when he pulled ehr in to his arms and she sobbed quietly, frightened and sore though the gentle fingers down her back left her feeling rather calmer than she had. "Want Aubrey" she whispered, through gentle sniffles her slender frame snuggling in close to the blond male, burying her face in his chest, her nose was a little sore but she could smell Avery so much more clearly now, he smelt of the jungle, of blood and the sweat of himself and others whom he had interacted with. She could even, faintly, smell herself. At last, she managed to quell her trembling ad her lengthier fith appendage gave it's first slow flicker which made ehr gringe. She remembered it was sore for many days after her first little stub, it was long now, how long would she be in pain for this time?
"Kay" she mumbled, snuggling tightly in to Avery "thank..yoo" she managed at last, a real word, besides Aubrey, amongst all the little murmurs of pain and quiet sobbing. "nice" the greatest of endeerments for colche were being layed upon Avery "Avery nice."
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Posted: Wed Mar 01, 2006 12:18 pm
Avery couldn't help but smile - she was so cute, despite the sharp teeth and claws. "You're welcome," he said, softly. "I think you're very nice, too." The way she spoke sounded very child like, yet she didn't look at all like a child. He wondered why she spoke that way; maybe she just never learned until she arrived on this island? It seemed to him that she didn't really understand him most of the time, or maybe she just wasn't listening when he spoke. He wanted to ask her why, but he thought asking 'why do you talk weird' would be rude - especially right now, after what she just had to go though. Avery continued rubbing her back gently, fingers sliding through her fur, trying to keep her calm. "So, who is Aubrey..?"
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Posted: Wed Mar 01, 2006 12:35 pm
She'd never been asked that before. She partially understood it but it would mean explaining a few things "Aubrey, Colche, Saved" her voice was still very jittery, she was exhausted but she was so, sore all over, she didn't think she could sleep. For a moment she puurred, though it was interrupted by a little cough which was still a very human thing to do though it was closely followed by a kitty sneeze "owah" she mumbled, sneezing had jolted her body and spine, her tail seemed to agree with her unhappiness and made an attempt at a lash which was quickly subdued by another cry of pain "owowowow" she held tightly to Avery when these pains happened though, miraculously, she managed to keep her claws from cutting him.
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