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 Posted: Sun Oct 01, 2006 5:59 pm
Interesting... very interesting. She was covered now but she was motioning for him to come along. He shrugged and sloshed out of the water, dripping wet and without a towel. He stopped over and grabbed his clothes, leaving the translator behind. It was good as gone now.
He stood awkwardly, shifting feet. He wasn't going to be much for converstaion, but they seemed to communicate okay, right? Yeah. He decided to try again.
"You, me?" He motioned to her and them him and then motioned back in the direction of the village.
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Posted: Sun Oct 01, 2006 6:19 pm
Once dry enough, she slipped into her bikini and offered him the damp towel with a smile and a nod to his question. It was wet, but it was better than nothing.
"Let's go," she said, hefting her bag up on her shoulder and pushing her sunglasses back down on the bridge of her nose. Then, Antony began to walk towards the village, waiting for him should he be slow.
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Posted: Mon Oct 02, 2006 10:26 am
He was slow but only because it was definatly less appealing to see this strange furry person now that she was out of the water and mostly clothed. The bits of swimsuit covered all the extremly pleasing things, leaving an even more horrible sense of wrong now that he had nothing to quite focus on.
It was her feet that got him the worse. They were.... just.... his brain had a difficult time wrapping around the visual image before him. It was human flesh and a human body but the feet were that of an animal. He gave a shiver despite the bright sun, holding the towel and not bothering to dry off with it (was that fur he saw on it?). He started after her, moving slower so he could walk slightly behind and beside her.
There wasn't much he could talk about, especially in a situation like this.
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