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 Posted: Sat Jan 06, 2007 1:49 pm
Ah s**t. Now Richard pitied the poor guy. "Not the sort that can take a joke." Richard mumbled to himself as he waved a hand in front of Newt's face. "Hey you. What's your name? How many fingers am I holding up?"
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Posted: Sat Jan 06, 2007 1:55 pm
"Ah... ah... N-newton, s-sir..." He stammered, eyes streaming with tears as he managed to at least roll over onto his tummy in a particularly froggish position, "And... and I c-can't t-tell, I h-haven't... unc-covered m-my eyes yuh-y-yet," Indeed, his hands were clenched over his wounded face.
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Posted: Sat Jan 06, 2007 2:09 pm
"Ah... Newton, the handy's man right? Saw your post on the bulletin board." Richard wondered if the man's stammer was from the serum or he was always tongue tied.
"You going to be alright? You need to see Delia?" Richard felt guilty but he friggure it wasn't really his fault. Newt had injured himself. Really. That was it.
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Posted: Sat Jan 06, 2007 2:18 pm
Newt took his hands away, blinking bleerily a few times as loose tears leaked down his cheaks, "Ah... ah... I... I'm alright..." He managed, although his forhead still throbbed, the skin a darker green on his amphibious forhead to show the bruse. "I... er... at l-least... I w-will b-be sh-shortly..."
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Posted: Sat Jan 06, 2007 2:26 pm
"Ah good. Nothing more than a little bump then. I was a little worried when I saw the huge crack you made in the building." Richard grinned uneasily hoping Newt would get the joke.
"I'm Richard by the way." He offered a hand to help Newt stand not realizing that the frog crouch was his natural state now.
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Posted: Sat Jan 06, 2007 2:35 pm
Newt's throat trembled as he stared at the hand for a moment befor timidly offering his webbed hand to shake it, mistaking the gesture, but pulled his hand back again after a short, timid little polite shake. This man was... strange looking to say the least. Not in the same strange as the horrible lake monster who bullied him whenever he swam too close, but in a... he couldn't quite figure out what th eman was becoming sort of way. "Ah..> I... I'm s-sorry..." He managed, unsure of what else he should say at this point. If he had been capable, he would have been blushing.
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Posted: Sat Jan 06, 2007 2:42 pm
"No worries Newton. No harm done right." Richard had no idea what Newt was apologizing for. He reach down, picked up his pen and slid it into his jacket pocket. Then he went over to Newt's bags of bits and peices and peered at them curiously. "What you doing with these anyway?"
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Posted: Sat Jan 06, 2007 2:45 pm
Newt watched the pen be tucked away with a dissapointed expression, hairless brows furrowing, "Ah... s-so... so th-that w-was... was y-your's..."
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Posted: Sat Jan 06, 2007 2:54 pm
Richard considered lying but he hadn't really been that subtle in his successful attempt to scare Newt. That bump one Newt's head was probably preventing him from remembering. Might as well be honest. "Yep. Its mine." He paused. "Would you like one? I've got quite a few." He had four left actually brought with him from off the island. Normally he'd be reluctant to part with them but felt he owed Newt something in the way of an apology.
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Posted: Sat Jan 06, 2007 2:59 pm
"Ah.. ah... I... I c-couldn't... I..." He stammered, huddling between his knees to fidget with the zipper of his jumper, his throat inflating slightly in a nervious gesture befor he caught sight of his bag of cans and miscelanious, and reached to snatch it back. Wrought with embarassment, he wasn't quite sure what this strange man wanted of him, but an older man who took pleasure in frightening poor fellows like himself made him double anxious as to what the grey-haired mutant might ask of him.
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Posted: Sat Jan 06, 2007 3:17 pm
Richard really didn't have anything in mind for the frog man. His fun was done. Newt obiviously wasn't one that could take a joke. It was probably best he left the poor fellow alone.
He straightened. "Well I guess I'll see you around then Newton. Pleasure meeting you. Good luck with the stage, I might see you around the construction site later."
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Posted: Sat Jan 06, 2007 3:20 pm
"Th-the... ah....?" He murmured shyly, fidgeting with his bag self conciously, "I... er..." Maybe the man had seen him hopping around the construction site? Was this man following him? He knew a lot more about him than he did about Richard. "I... I s-suppose so..." His wide mouth trembled into what could have been a smile.
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Posted: Sat Jan 06, 2007 3:25 pm
Richard nodded curtly and gave a slow wave and headed toward the cafeteria. "see you around." He flashed a toothy grin.
The encounter had made him hungry for some reason.
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Posted: Sat Jan 06, 2007 3:29 pm
As he was left alone, Newt sagged degectedly, brimming with embarassment. He wasn't particularly fond of bullies, but they had such a habit of finding him and then.... His head hurt, and he wished he had said yes to the man's offer... at least he would have had something in exchange for the nasty bump he was sure was ever growing on his temple and the near heart attack. But such was life for Newton Filinas. Gathering up his bag and tying the opening shut, he turned to hop away in the opposite direction of the cafeteria as fast as his spinning, aching skull would allow.
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