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 Posted: Wed Jun 07, 2006 10:50 pm
At that, the tall, gangly scarecrow of a man seemed to crumple, slouching down in his usual nervious posture as he scratched at his head in an embarassed fashion, trying to hide his blush, "Er... w-well... ah... n-not as... as... such... I'm er... m-maitenence and... ah... c-custodial assistance..."
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Posted: Wed Jun 07, 2006 10:57 pm
Cass stared at him for a moment, and began to laugh. Not unkindly; it was the relieved sort of laughter that came after a surge of adrenaline. "So was I. So was I, once. Oh, lord." She rubbed her forehead. "Residential, rather than labs... all a farce, though."
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Posted: Wed Jun 07, 2006 11:10 pm
His face lit up, "R-really? I've n-never heard of a c-cassie befor on any of the t-teams... Oh, I'm N-newton b-by the way," He fumbled with his rag befor offering her a hand. Granted, he had generally been the man responcible for unclogging the laboratory's toilettes when there had been trouble. Someone had to do the dirty work, and unfortunatly there was a lot, leaving him little time to actually get out and around. His timid nature had made his social interaction even more sparce, leaving him inclined to believe anything. Even the farce his own beloved company had invented when it was clearly presented as such.
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Posted: Wed Jun 07, 2006 11:15 pm
"Cass, or Cassidy, please. Not Cassie." Cass shook Newton's hand gingerly, still feeling rather baffled with the whole conversation. "Well, to tell the truth, I was only cleaning the duplexes for a couple of weeks after I first arrived. They, um. Sort of forgot to tell me that they really were more interested in turning me into... this, than having me work for them." She frowned a little. "I sulked for a while, and then the stairs got hard..."
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Posted: Wed Jun 07, 2006 11:21 pm
Newt blushed at his own blunder, and couldn't help but twitch slightly at the feeling of her scaled, feathered hand in his, "Ah... I'm s-sorry, er... M-miss C-c-c-cassidy... I m-misheard...." He swallowed, eager to change the subject, "W-well, Ah... I've b-been here for er... y-years as I said and ah... w-well, th-this is my f-first time in the v-village, r-really! It's b-been exhausting! And n-no one's even n-needed me to fix anything j-just yet. I p-put a n-notepad on my d-door, by the way... if anyone n-needs anything I mean... er... y-you or... anyone... ah... j-just... leave me a n-note and I'll... y-yes..." he trailed off, fidgeting self conciously.
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Posted: Wed Jun 07, 2006 11:29 pm
"Don't worry too much about the name. Just a personal preference." Cass had really only corrected him automatically, but it was not nice to see him blush over it. "Well, I manage most of my own cleaning, but if anything breaks, I might have to ask for help."
She'd swear that she used to introduce herself in a similar way, back in the day. Hi, I'm here to clean, don't hesitate to ask. Although she'd stuttered less. Oh, geez, the poor guy. She really hoped he wasn't going to end up like her. It sure sounded like he was a legitimate employee.
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Posted: Wed Jun 07, 2006 11:33 pm
At the sound of her sounding interested in his help at least, even if she didn't have anything for him just then, he perked up slightly, "I'm b-best with electronics- I'm a b-bit clumsy, I admit b-but.. ah... I g-get th-the job d-done! They j-just moved me into n-number F-fifty two the other d-day, actually, so y-you don't have to go far!" He gave her an overbitten smile, green eyes trembling, as though yerning for her praise.
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Posted: Wed Jun 07, 2006 11:37 pm
"Well, I'm awful at electronics, so that's probably a good thing." Cass smiled slightly. "Fifty-two? I'll remember that. I'm in number three. I've been around a while." If he had a duplex, it was not a good sign for him. Oh, dear.
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Posted: Wed Jun 07, 2006 11:45 pm
"N-number th-three! You have b-been here a while, ahven't you?" He laughed weakly, "W-well, I w-would assume s-since y-you luh-" He cut off, clearing his throat. He didn't want to be impolite.
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Posted: Wed Jun 07, 2006 11:51 pm
Cassidy winced a little, involuntarily. "Since I look like this? True enough." She forced herself to smile, trying to show there were no hard feelings. "I'm used to it. But I still shouldn't be sneaking up on people unawares."
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Posted: Wed Jun 07, 2006 11:53 pm
"Oh, it... w-wasn't your fault," He blushed, tucking his rag into his back pocket for safe keeping, "I w-was er... b-busy s-sinking."
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Posted: Wed Jun 07, 2006 11:59 pm
"Sinking?" Cass glanced over at the water's edge. "On purpose?" She had to suppose it was fairly muddy, but that seemed like an odd passtime.
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Posted: Thu Jun 08, 2006 12:02 am
"N-no, I m-mean... wh-when you s-stand in the s-sand and... y-you know... as the w-waves come in, y-you... er... s-sink," He glanced down at his bare, skinny, curly black hair-covered legs and sandy toes in an embarassed fashion.
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Posted: Thu Jun 08, 2006 12:04 am
Cass found herself staring at Newt's toes in a certain degree of confusion, and a vague memory of the occasional childhood trip out to the coast came to her. "I think I know what you mean," she said at last, smiling.
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Posted: Thu Jun 08, 2006 12:11 am
"T-today's m-my... f-first r-real t-trip to a b-beach... " He glanced up at the pink and orange streaked sky, wiping his sandy hands on his damp front, "N-not m-much of a s-swimmer and I d-don't exactly have a s-suit... so ah... y-yes, I n-noticed it happening wh-when I w-was standing th-there and... ah... let it... c-continue. Untill y-you startled me, I m-mean... I w-was up to my ankles!"
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