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Posted: Wed Sep 21, 2005 10:50 pm
((sorry if its out of order, I've got to leave soon and its just between Dude and Vasile anyway))/
Vasile turned around and glared. "Well if she was having morning-after remorse, Mr. Dude, then she certainly didn't feel the need to say so to me at the time. And she certainly wasn't uncomfortable with what we were doign the night before. If she has a problem with me, she could be coming to me, not whining to you. She's a big girl, who can make her own decisions."
Vasile started to walk away, then turned around. "Perhaps I'll leave her a note if its bothering her so bad. But don't forget, sir, in your rush to hate me that it takes two to do the nasty."
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Posted: Wed Sep 21, 2005 10:56 pm
There were people around now and he was not comfortable to discuss the issue any further. He already said too much anyway. Gah, this man was annoying ... be cool, Dude. Be cool. Giving him a black eye will not solve anything here. Why did he even bother to talk to this twerp?
"You know what, buddy? Forget I said anything. Just ... forget it." - the Dude sighed. "We'll talk once you get your second injection, Don Juan."
He was not stopping Vasile any longer, instead, he turned around and trotted off down the path towards the beach. Man, a swim sounded very nice right about now.
(And I am out as well. Good night everyone! Thanks Vasile for sticking around.)
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Posted: Wed Sep 21, 2005 10:57 pm
Ambrose waved to Hargun. "Take care, and go get some rest. You look like you could use it."
He turned his attention back to Ian after he finished his steak. "Unfortunately it does appear so..." he sighed. "And I'm having a hard enough time accepting it myself. I don't want to, dammit... I can't accept that this is IT. Even the... furriness aside, stuck here..." he shook his head and looked to the young girl.
"Being alone is hard..." He moved his fork around on the empty plate. "And that's really brave of you. I... I do have a family back home - and a wonderful girlfriend... But you shouldn't have to worry about me. Althought I'm glad to hear that at least maybe you can make the best of this... but still, none of us should have to be here. None of us should be forced to stay here and participate in this science experiment gone horrribly awry for the rest of our lives."
Ambrose stifled a yawn. "I should probably head back to my room as well. Eating tends to make me sleepy.... He nodded to them and stood up. "I wish you the best - all three of you. And I'm easy to find if you have any questions or learn anything significant."
With a small wave Ambrose bussed his tray and headed out the door, back to his duplex for a nice post-meal nap.
((Ambrose... signing off. Early classes in the morrow))
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Posted: Wed Sep 21, 2005 11:04 pm
Ian waved farewell as Ambrose left and finished his meal. As he took care of his plate he turned to Amaya. "Take care of yourself, don't let yourself be fooled by anything here. Demons lurk" Now what had inspired him to say that bit? To avoid further embarassment Ian quickly dismissed himself "Really sorry....urgent necessity. Must go.." CLutching his stomach for added effect to the falsehood Ian ran fromthe cafeteria.
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Posted: Wed Sep 21, 2005 11:07 pm
Amaya had taken a bite out of her apple as she listened to Ambrose. He was right, none of them really deserved this. She swallowed what was in her mouth and waved as he headed out. "See ya Ambrose!" He was pretty nice... all the people here seemed to be pretty nice, actually. The thought of FOREVER on the Island still haden't sunk in yet, probably wouldn't for at least a few months. "Gotcha." She gave a thumbs up and a quick 'see-ya' to Ian as he left.
There she was in the cafeteria alone again. Oy.
... Eh, oh well. Time to explore a bit. After finishing her apple she snatched her soda and headed back to her duplex to grab a few things.
((Marker! *clicks little movie thingy* :B ))
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Posted: Thu Sep 22, 2005 2:30 pm
Is the OJ glass half full or is it half empty? ... or how Cassidy and Dude have breakfast together The Dude The Dude walked into the cafeteria in the early morning and picked up a plate of scrambled eggs and a slice of toast. Normal, non weird breakfast. Remembering the shrimp binge from yesterday still made him a tad nauseous. Stupid Vasile. And him, too. Moron. Why did he even talk to the playboy about Karma?! What if it got back to her somehow now? s**t. that was NOT what he meant to accomplish yesterday - blow the issue up.
Looking sour, he began buttering the toast. Cassidy Breakfast. What to do about breakfast? Sausages, bacon, just a little bit of toast that Cassidy wasn't even sure she could choke down, but she really wanted toast. It was worth a try, anyway. With this balanced precariously on her tray, she came into the dining area, her mouth pursed thoughtfully. She looked up, though, and saw the Dude. Grateful for some distraction from her own thoughts, she called, "Hey!" and came over.
"Can I join you?" Oh man, she never HAD apologized about her big mouth that night when they'd been drinking, had she? The Dude The Dude looked up and smiled at Cassidy: "Hey girl! Sure, come give me some company over here" - he nodded at the chair across from him. "Glad to see you are not shy anymore. How've you been? " Cassidy "I'm... well. Mostly okay." She made a face. "I'm feeling a bit better, though. Little steps, I guess." Cassidy poked at her sausages. "Look, I really am sorry about, well, the other night, when we were doing that drinking game... I think I put my foot in my mouth big time." As was quite usual for her, actually. The Dude "Huh? Oh ... that." - the Dude poked at the scrambled egg then looked up at Cassidy: "S'not a big deal, hon. Really not that big a deal at all. I was getting drunk and that's why i left. Big cry baby - that's me" - he smiled and scratched his cheek, then took a sip of OJ. Cassidy "Oh. Well, if you're sure." Cassidy swallowed a mouthful of sausage. She was glad he was taking it okay, and not going to hold a grudge over that. That stupid mouth of hers always got her into trouble. "Other than, um, that, though. How're you doing?" The Dude The Dude shrugged: "Ya know ... dive some, swim some, read up on sea lions some." - he put another fork full of egg into his mouth, swallowing it almost without chewing. "How about you? Met anyone nice recently?" - he grinned. Cassidy "Depends on how you define 'nice,'" Cass said wryly. "This Vasile guy... well, he seems okay, but I can't figure out where I stand on him." She shook her head. "Not a bad guy, I suppose. But really, I haven't met a whole lot of new people at all."
That's what happens when you hide in your room. Bad Cassidy. The Dude "Oh, Vasile?" - there was a wry grin on the Dude's face "I heard from Aubrey he's all the rage with the ladies. What's your hesitation, Cass?"
Taking another sip of OJ he added: "And when I say all the rage, i didn't mean he's a womanizer at all. I just meant that the ladies back on the main land think he's hot, that's all." Cassidy "He's not all the rage with me." Cassidy stabbed at her sausages. "I mean, I don't really dislike him, and sure, he's cute... but... I dunno. It's just sort of weird for me to be talking with, well, a movie star. And he's not particularly a movie star I was ever really interested in." The Dude The Dude was pleased to hear that: "Man, you drive a tough bargain, there, Cass. Even movie stars are not good for the Canadian beauty" - he chuckled. "To be honest, he's not my type either. Me and Vasile do not really see eye to eye at all. But then again, my cat defaced his dog, so there is a bit of a baggage already." Cassidy Cassidy chuckled. "Well, I could understand him not really getting along with you, then. I'd probably be a bit annoyed, too. If I had a dog, anyway. But your cat's pretty scary."
She hesitated. "But it's hardly a matter of him not being good enough. I don't know. I hardly know him." The Dude The Dude scratched his dreadlocks and spoke up: "My cat acted in self defense. That pooch probably tried to hump it or something, you know? I understand all too well how Captain Morgan feels, personally. I wanted to give Vasile a black eye a few times by now. Unlike captain Morgan I do understand the reprocussions for starting a fight. Looks bad. Makes a mess."
"But I'm kinda thrilled that you have not turned into a bibbering pool of star worship in front of him. Even I have to admit that the man's mighty fine looking. So all power to you, girl!" - he raised his OJ in a mock toast. Cassidy "I never got the point of worshipping actors or musicians. Especially for their looks." Cassidy shrugged. "It's either good genetics or a good plastic surgeon. Anyway, he's going to be in a bad way when he gets his second injection. He doesn't really believe in all this. So good luck to him, eh?" The Dude "Yeah" - the Dude nodded and concentrated on his plate for a while. "It'll suck for him big time. I think his looks are everything to him, ya know? It'll be hard." He looked up at Cass with an impish grin: "He'll need a shoulder to cry on." Cassidy "If I didn't know any better, I'd swear you're trying to hook me up." Cass snorted. She popped a piece of bacon in her mouth, swallowed, and continued lightly, "Anyway. He'd probably prefer someone who wasn't green and scaly." She grimaced, despite herself; though she'd tried to make it a joke, it sort of stung. The Dude "Me? Nah ... I want to beat him up sometimes, hon. Why would I be trying to hook you up" - the Dude feigned utter innocence. "But all this stuff about being green and scaly, hon - I don't buy it. We are all turning into strange things and I bet our tastes will change, too. I mean - Greer eats meet now, you saw her. Who knows - maybe green scales and yellow eyes will be all the rage soon." - he nodded then was quiet for a while.
"Moreau's experiment is really ... fascinating, from the psychological perspective. All these questions that pop up as we change ... Like, what makes a man - a man? Can love truly breech a species gap? What will prevail - the animal or the human part? Will we even have a soul when all this is over?" - he chuckled and shook his head "I sound like a philosopher ..." Cassidy "I suppose it is, in a way, very interesting," Cassidy agreed, if a bit grudgingly. "I like to think I'll still be me, even if in the end I'm wriggling in the the dirt." Yuck, bad image. Bad image. "But hell, in six months, am I going to be anything like I am now? Would I even know my family? I doubt they'd know me. I mean, what if this doesn't work the way they think it will? I don't much like the idea of slithering around hunting eating rats whole without any idea of who I was a few months earlier. It's all... really pretty scary. I just really wish they'd asked me or something." The Dude "Oh yeah, I know. I'd wish they had asked, too. But you know ... if you have no clue in the end who you are, then it will not be scary. Because you wouldn't remember what you have lost. You'd be free, like animals are free." - the Dude finished his food and set the plate aside. Holding the half full OJ glass in his flipper hand he put his head on his other flipper and pondered further: "I mean, Aubrey claimed that we will still retain our intellect but I have watched myself snap a few time now, and Ambrose once completely lost it and growled at me like a wolf. So I do not think Aubrey truly knows herself what will happen ... but hey, at least our lives will not be boring." Cassidy "I suppose not." Cassidy tapped at her plate with her fork, then picked up her toast. She took a bite, and to her delight, managed to swallow it without gagging. "I just... well, I just worry. How far this is going to go, you know?" The Dude "I understand" - he patted her on the shoulder. "It's one thing to be turning into a wolf, that has four limbs and is sorta still a mammal. Turning into a snake is much more drastic. I'm sorry Cass. I really am. Moreau is a monster to have done this to you." - he pocked at her scales.
"If you loose your limbs, we'll come up with a way you can read your paperbacks anyway. Don't worry. Sea lions don't have legs either, you know? So ... who knows, maybe we both will be in wheel chairs soon enough. Or maybe not." - he shrugged "No use to worry about it now, hon. So don't." Cassidy Cassidy couldn't understand how the Dude could be so... easygoing about it all. "Well, we'll both manage that, then, 'cause we'll at least have a support group ready. And we'll see what happens." She grinned, and pushed her empty plate away from her. "And maybe it... it won't be so bad after all." The Dude "Exactly!" - the Dude smiled and finished his OJ. "Just roll with the punches, I say. Watch the sunsets. Read. Make people smile. It'll all turn out somehow!" Cassidy Cass clapped her hands together. "Yeah. Yeah, right. It will. I think," she said, rising, "that'll I go for that exploratory hike through the jungle I was thinking about." Spiders be damned. Hell, she was scarier than anything out there. Well, most things, anyway. "I'll see you around, then?" The Dude "Sure, Cass!" - he waved at her as she left: "And be nice to Vasile, eh? He's about to loose all he cares about ..."
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Posted: Fri Sep 23, 2005 8:19 pm
((Continued from Hargun's journal.))
Amaya nodded to her bat-like friends and headed out of the door, locking it once both of them were out. Quickly she made her way to the cafeteria and did a quick once-over of the place before stepping inside and heading for the buffet. Good, looks like no one else was there... for the time being at least. She recalled the other day how it had been barren until the place flooded with people.
She stopped by the salad bar and just kind of... stared at it. Salads had never been big on her priority to eat list since her parents had been very partial to the saying 'grab and growl'. A small laugh emitted from her throat as she made a small salad, thinking that soon that saying might turn out quite literal.
But why was she craving a salad? Green eyes looked down at it while she headed over to a table and waited for Hargun. She didn't touch it but just... stared. "Hey... Hargun? Did you have any weird cravings or something before you changed?"
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Posted: Fri Sep 23, 2005 8:29 pm
Hargun quickly follwoed after and once in the cafeteria, notcing the coast was clear, she sighed relievingly. She looked over all the trays for somethig to satisfy her appetite when she came across a plate of shrimp; that somehow looked much more heavenly than it did yesterday. "Well.." she began, while piling up a plate.
"I... er... I bet youre gonna think this is wierd.. but.. I was and ave been dying for insects." she gave herself a wierd look and shok her head while adding more shirinp to her pile. I know.. it scared me so.. dont freak." she said and sat down a a table with a glass of soda and her verflowing late of shrimp hat se dug into automatically.
Although she fgured nobody would come here, just a spur of the moment, she still listenedvery carefully for any sounds of someone coming.
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Posted: Fri Sep 23, 2005 8:35 pm
Cassidy was being brave, yes, really. She was out in public and everything. Well, it was that or not eat, so, fine. Screw Moreau. Screw everyone.
No steak today. She was sick of steak. No, today, she had a plate of meatballs; something about the shape appealed to her. She also had a few sticks of pepperoni, ham on a bun, and a glass of iced tea, minus the ice.
When you tend to hide out in your room, you got hungry.
Cassidy peered into the dining area cautiously, her tongue flickering. Well. People she didn't really know. She'd met at least one of them, anyway. She steeled herself and made herself walk towards the girls.
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Posted: Fri Sep 23, 2005 8:40 pm
"Euh, that's... pretty creepy." Amaya openly admitted before poking at her salad with a fork. "Though my craving doesn't seem to be that bad, I've just never wanted to eat a salad before. Maybe what I'm turning into is a herbivore or something?" She frowned, though it didn't seem that bad... their were a lot of neat animals that were herbivores, right?
Spotting someone walk into the cafeteria out of the corner of her eye she turned to look a smiled. It was... Cassidy, yeah! That was her name. Giving a friendly wave she motioned for her to join them. "Hi Cassidy."
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Posted: Fri Sep 23, 2005 8:45 pm
"Yea.." she noded scarfing down a shrimp. As she listened to Amaya she didnt noticed the sound of Cassidy making her way to the cafeteria. And when Amaya shouted out to her, Hargun neary lept from her seat and tried to cover her face, or anything she possibly could... bu wasnt doing a very good job of it.
"Eheh.. heya Cassidy she said, her head turned down to her food as she tried to stuff herself.
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Posted: Fri Sep 23, 2005 8:52 pm
"Hi, guys." Cassidy grinned, and sat down. She looked at Hargun for a moment or two, her tongue flickered, and she sighed. "I guess, well, they got you." She waved a hand dismissively. "Some sort of... hm." She cut herself off, aware of her own insensitivity. She should REALLY know better.
Yick.
Well, it wasn't so bad. Still, these two girls were... they were so young! It seemed like an awfully horrible thing. Neither of them could be even out of their teens, and...
Cass reminded herself she wasn't so badly off, after all.
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Posted: Fri Sep 23, 2005 8:56 pm
The young girl immediantly felt bad calling out to Cassidy, having forgotten all about that Hargun probably didn't want anyone to see her. She frowned and looked down at her salad bowl, pushing the lettuce around with her fork. Then again, the red-head would have to confront people sooner or later and Cassidy would have joined them anyway...
In an attempt to try and keep the subject lite, she spoke up. "So how've you been Cassidy?" She haden't talked much to the woman the first time she met everyone else, but she still felt bad for her since she was turning into something she hated and all...
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Posted: Fri Sep 23, 2005 9:27 pm
Hargun decided it was okay to uncover herself now, not that much of her new features seemed very hidden at all. "Yea. Finally nipped me in the butt, that transformation did..." she took a long gulp of her soda and continued to eat the shrimp.
"So Cassidy.. I hate to ask but.. how long have you been transformed now? Im trying to figure out if these injections have a schedule or something.. I havent gotten much info but.." she said, coughing to change her voice and could help but smile a bit. "'oh NOES we are turning into animaaals. whatever shall we do?' and 'hes such a b*****d that moreau... taking us away from our lives and yada yada...' and also 'you guys are here on my island and youre screwd- I mean doomed to stay here for ever as my pet HAHAHA.'" she gave a dull look. "Well.. forget that last one.." she giggled.
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Posted: Fri Sep 23, 2005 9:34 pm
"I'm doing.... mostly okay," Cassidy told Amaya. She felt obliged to be at least somewhat upbeat, or least put on a front for these two.
"Let's see. Um. I've had..." Erk. Her new resolve to be brave wasn't quite up to saying that. "I've been like this for, um, a little over a week, I think. I don't know if there's any sort of schedule, though. As far as I know, no one's got their third injection yet." She stabbed at a meatball with her fork. "I think someone said there's a waiting period. I have no idea how long it might be, though."
Don't think about that. Oh, no no no.
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