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Posted: Wed Dec 20, 2006 8:46 pm
"Some o' us... go'... tentacles wit'ou'... the benifit... o'bein'.. predominatly... an air breather..." He grunted once he had gotten himself back under control, more or less.
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Posted: Wed Dec 20, 2006 9:05 pm
The snappy retort that flashed through Richard's mind was Well some of us also get to keep their balls. No way he was admiting to that to Billy however. The thought reminded him of the discomfort in his chest, the binding was too tight to be comfortable. Turning away from Billy he pushed one of his small hand inside his shirt to tug at the bandage. He looked to be gazing something along the beach.
"Wasn't my choice. So you don't want the smokes? Maybe you want to switch to that gum now? You could chew it underwater." Richard chuckled a bit. Something about a gum chewing octopus made for an musing mental image.
Resituated, Richard turned back to Billy.
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Posted: Thu Dec 21, 2006 5:34 am
"No, leave 'em," Billy glanced up again with a defensive wave of a limb, "I'll figure it ou'!"
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Posted: Thu Dec 21, 2006 4:46 pm
Richard felt like he somesort of drug pusher at the moment but he quickly justified it to himself, as getting his hands on the chip would be for the greater good. He smiled eagerly and stepped closer to Billy. "I met your friend, the kitty. He told me some interesting things."
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Posted: Thu Dec 21, 2006 4:48 pm
Billy settled back on his rock, taking a much smaller pull of his cigarette, smoke curlign up from either ear, "I aint friends... wit' no... kitty," He weazed, only coughing a little bit this time.
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Posted: Thu Dec 21, 2006 4:56 pm
Richard's eyes paused as he watched the smoke curl from Billy's "ears." He managed to repress the shudder but his tail stopped dead and fell to the ground behind Richard. He breathed in and out before continuing. "Maybe, but you did take something from him right?"
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Posted: Thu Dec 21, 2006 5:05 pm
"Don' know wha' yer talkin' aboo," Aaah, niccotine, sweet sweet niccotine coursing through him. It made his skin ache and his mouth burn but he loved it. It wasn't the usual brand he was used to, but at this point he wasn't about to be picky. Aaah, cigarettes.
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Posted: Thu Dec 21, 2006 5:11 pm
Richard wasn't sure whether Billy was playing dumb or just too dense to pick up on his not very subtle hints. His eyes narrowed as he took another step towards Billy. "Jamal." Richard hissed the name at Billy.
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Posted: Thu Dec 21, 2006 5:23 pm
"Who?" Blowing smoke out at the old man-woman, that answered that question.
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Posted: Thu Dec 21, 2006 5:36 pm
"Hmpf." Maddening. Richard coughed once. Richard had to remind himself that Billy's rock was probably watched. "Fine. I'll leave the cigs. I have more in my duplex." He paused wondering how to express himself. Convert was never his fortie. "Just trying to help people out around here."
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Posted: Thu Dec 21, 2006 5:41 pm
"Y'aint... gonna help 'em... tha' a' ways," He gave his collar a pointed rub with a free limb.
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Posted: Thu Dec 21, 2006 8:59 pm
Richard eyed the collar. Did he actually want to go through with this idea? He wondered what it did to Billy. It probably wasn't pleasent, what ever it was. Broke a camel's back? Was pulling the chip from Jamal that last straw? "I could do it. I was one of the best back in the day." Richard muttered to himself more than Billy. "I just want the option. When the day comes." What that day might be Richard had no idea. While he had little faith in god. Richard had faith in human falliablity. Some day the Labs would make a mistake.
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Posted: Thu Dec 21, 2006 9:17 pm
"It aint... as simple as tha'..." He grunted, "Besides... yer stupid fer.... tryin' if y'do.... coul'... bloody kill 'em. T'ink... nearly killed meself... " The violent jolt of the electric shock of the chip's defensive system had definatly been sobering. "An'... if y'do... th'labs'll come an'... that'll be th'end o' ye. Burried meself... in th'mud... bottom o' th'lake... still found me..." He was getting breathless, taking a moment to catch his breath befor taking another puff of cigarette, "Y'shoul' be... buildin' yerself... a life, no'... feckin' aroun'... wit' th'bastards tha'.... don' give a flyin' feck... if they turn ye... inside out... o' give ye a... tentacle fer... a wanker."
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Posted: Thu Dec 21, 2006 9:32 pm
A growl rose from Richard throat and he turned away. "A life? What kind of life is here? What sort of future is becoming a monster dreamed up by some satanic fourteen year old?" Richard glared back at Billy. His mask like smile consumed by a snarl.
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Posted: Thu Dec 21, 2006 9:39 pm
"A' least.... y'can... bloody... BREATH..." Billy weazed, glaring heatedly at Richard, his skin splotching with red in his quiet anger, "A' least... y'got all yer bones. A'least... y'go' legs t'stand on... an'... a workin' voice.... don' gotta... put up wit'... LOOKS from fellow... freaks... go' damn... halfie... dumbarse. There... aint no POINT. There... aint no POINT in... in tryin'... ye'll end up... a slave... o' th'labs... o' worse. "
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