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 Posted: Sun May 21, 2006 11:01 pm
"Ah, but we've already discussed that. They're waiting just outside th' door, remember?" The glanced towards the door in question, as if expecting half of his teammates to suddenly barge in, but didn't seem the least bit put out when they failed to appear. Instead, he climbed to his feet, scooping up his tray and moving to put it away.
"Tell you what, Nita--I'll ask real nice, an' per'aps Dr. Duvert'll let you come t' m' game. Do you some good t' get out among a normal crowd."
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Posted: Sun May 21, 2006 11:08 pm
Nita frowned and shook her head again. For his sake, she wished his team really would be right outside, and told him so. There was no use in getting upset by his denial, although the remark about 'getting out with a normal crowd' stung a little.
"You've no idea," she said softly, eyes following his movements.
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Posted: Sun May 21, 2006 11:11 pm
Feeling much better for the meal and amusing conversation, Thom set down his tray and started for the door, waving a goodbye over his shoulder. "A pleasure meeting you, Nita. If I'm still here Friday, I'll search you out." With a final dry laugh, he nudged open the door and started back for his duplex.
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Posted: Sun May 21, 2006 11:16 pm
"You do that," Nita called after him. "I'm in duplex 42."
Making a face at his retreating back, Nita gathered up her plate and utensils. After depositing them in the proper bin, she decided to wander about the building. Maybe there were new books in at the library.
[fin]
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Posted: Tue May 23, 2006 8:59 pm
It was early morning when the woman stepped out of her duplex, looking towards the misty area, and smiling slightly at the various sounds of the jungle she was in. She hardly recalled hearing much about jungles of America... But she was willing to accept it, just the same. She still felt a bit ill from the initial injection, her situation, and so with shakey steps she started towards the town where there had been promise of a cafeteria and whatnot.
She found it fairly quickly, it was one of the few, if only, things that looked different. Slipping through the doors she scrunched her face at the initial mix of smells. She couldn't quite place all of them, it seemed there was such a good variety that they all mixed together into one unreconizable scent. It made her stomach flop, as she looked uneasily around the room. She moved foreward with the promise the food on her empty stomach would make her feel better. And soon enough she had selected something as close as possible to her homestyle foods from Delia, and was on her way to finding a seat to pick at the meal.
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Posted: Tue May 23, 2006 9:07 pm
For once, Nita had awoken early. Unable to get back to sleep, she showered and got dressed in her typical jeans and tanktop. Still yawning slightly and with wet hair, although otherwise perfectly presentable, Nita shuffled to the cafeteria.
She chose a bowl of cereal and sliced some fruit to put on top. Nita was mostly working on auto-pilot, so she barely noticed the other girl in the room. Sitting in her usual spot in the corner, she spooned cereal and fruit into her mouth, careful not to spill any of the milk.
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Posted: Tue May 23, 2006 9:50 pm
Natsumi locked eyes on the new female, smiling slightly. She was fresh out of highschool, and still felt a gravity to anyone that looked near her age. Expecially in a lunch room setting. Plus, this person must have been another worker there... so she was definatly inclined to meet them and show her respects and the other buisness formalities.
So when the woman settled herself in a seat, Natsumi came over with a small smile. "Good morning..." She greeted, looking towards the seat across from Nita "Do you mind if i sit here?" Her words fluctuated between being overpronounced or mispronouced. The english she heard back home had been from tourists, so her accent seemed to hold no steady grounding.
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Posted: Tue May 23, 2006 9:59 pm
"'Morning," Nita mumbled, rubbing at her eyes. The hot shower she had taken only recently had apparently not woken her up all the way; she would probably go back to bed once she was finished with her breakfast. "Yeah, go ahead," she replied a bit more clearly, noting the other girl's accent and mispronunciations.
Wait. The girl in front of her was also fully human. Another new person, or just someone she had yet to meet? Best to play it safe for now.
"My name is Nita. What's yours?"
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Posted: Tue May 23, 2006 10:16 pm
Natsumi smiled and set her food on the table, settling herself into the seat. She noticed the... special features of the woman. Paticuarly masses of hair... She ignored it, how rude would it be to up and say 'hey you're hairy!' when just meeting someone? Maybe it was the lighting... Whatever it was, it wasn't important. Or atleast she thought.
She took a small bite of her food, her eating feigned simmaler to that of how a mouse would eat. Timidly, and in small portions.
She swallowed, returning her soft smile. "I am Tanaka, Natsumi, it is nice to meet you." She gave a tiny bow of her head, "Do you work here too?"
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Posted: Tue May 23, 2006 10:26 pm
Nita smiled back, not wanting to alarm the timid girl. Recognizing the name and accent as Japanese, Nita mentally flipped the given name. "Natsumi?" she repeated, imitating the clipped vowels. "It's nice to meet you, too."
The red panda girl ate a few spoonfuls of cereal before attempting an answer. So she had found yet another new person. Wonderful. One pointed ear flicked in annoyance.
"Ah, no," she answered finally. "I live here."
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Posted: Tue May 23, 2006 10:54 pm
Her eyes locked as the womans ear... moved. She stared a moment, a bit taken back... As soon as the young japanese girl realized she was staring, she flushed and shot her eyes to the bowl of food.
It must have been her imagination, ushering the sight from her mind she quickly returned to the conversation at hand. "Aa." She took another bite, chew, swallow, return to talking. "I just got here... It seems nice!" Her conversation skills dwindled from the distraction of the fuzzy and ear-movments.
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Posted: Tue May 23, 2006 11:05 pm
Nita knew what Natsumi must be looking at. She sighed softly and deliberately flicked her ears and brushed her hair out of her face with one furred hand.
"It's nice enough, except for.." Nita paused and bit her lip. "I'm sorry," she said. "There's no easy way to say this, but whatever the doctors told you when you got here is a lie. We're all subjects here of some whacky experiment." Nita stared into her cereal bowl for a moment before realizing it was empty except for a thin sheen of milk. "We're all being turned into animals."
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Posted: Tue May 23, 2006 11:24 pm
Natsumi looked beweildered, attempting to place the words in her vocabulary. She thought she knew what they all meant, but that didn't make any sense whatso ever.
The thoughts wheeled around in her mind, things may have connected to that. The reason she was chosen for such a huge company even though she was young and inexperienced. And ofcourse the fuzzy misportions of the woman infront of her.
But she'd never heard of such a thing. "I am sorry... I... Don't understand?" she tilted her head to the side, wondering if perhaps it was some of that oddly used american slang. Like whats up to see how the person was doing, instead of asking what was above them.
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Posted: Tue May 23, 2006 11:31 pm
Nita suppressed another sigh and held out her arm, which was covered with soft reddish fur and tipped with hard, almost claw-like, nails. "We're turning into animals. The injections they give us... they make us change."
The girl's other hand touched one pointed ear, emphasizing its shape and furryness. "I know it's hard to believe, but it's not a trick." Nita gave Natsumi a pleading look, hoping the Japanese girl would even understand her words, not to mention actually believe what she was saying.
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Posted: Tue May 23, 2006 11:45 pm
Natsumi stared at the woman's arm. Blinking once or twice, her cheery mood had dissapated as everything to sink in... she looked like she was taking it much better than she should have. A blank expression, she leaned to look closer. "O..Oh..." she muttered softly. It reminded her of the old stories when gods punished people by turning them into animals... simply children's taise she'd hear from her brothers as they teased her.
So that was it then, the gods were punishing her. Yes, this all made perfect sense. She offered a distracted smile as she stood up, moving away from the table. "Excuse me.. I..." Her sentance faded out as wavered, then simply fell. Lucky for her, she missed any chairs and tables that would have caused any serious damage.
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