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 Posted: Fri Jun 30, 2006 7:28 pm
Cass let him go and gave him a firm smile. "That's okay. Sometimes you just need to do something like that. Do you feel a bit better?"
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Posted: Fri Jun 30, 2006 7:30 pm
He nodded and returned a weak smile "Maybe I should go back to my room"
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Posted: Fri Jun 30, 2006 7:38 pm
Cass nodded. "Maybe that's not a bad idea. Go read some comics for a while or something, and relax for a bit. You want to find me, I'm in number three. Okay?"
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Posted: Fri Jun 30, 2006 7:41 pm
"Okay. I'm in number 51"
Cody grabbed his bike and proceeded down the path, not before he waved back at Cass
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Posted: Fri Jun 30, 2006 7:45 pm
"Bye, Cody! You take care!" Cass waved after him, feeling a bit grim. Poor kid. Hope he was stuck with something nice, anyway.
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Posted: Fri Jul 07, 2006 9:19 pm
Several bands of warm pastel ringed the horizon where a red sun slowly dipped below the waves. The sand on the beach was still hot from another scorching summer day. Said sand crumbled and and rolled away underfoot as Zach tried to clamber down toward the ocean. He wore jeans conveniently sagged for his four feet of tail, but no shirt or shoes.
He was quite fond of the dark and quiet. He yawned, both his arms and wings stretching to their full length. Another day without incident.
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Posted: Fri Jul 07, 2006 9:24 pm
As the light began to bleed away, a lone, miserable figure made its way from the direction of the village down to the shore. It crouched awkwardly for a moment, then stood. A brief pause ensued, and then the person chucked a small rock angrilly out at the water.
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Posted: Fri Jul 07, 2006 9:36 pm
The splash caught him unaware. He snapped his head in the direction of the offending noise. For having better night vision, he didn't seem to take advantage of it. Squinting out of habit, he saw what appeared to be an unfamiliar person down the beach in the direction he'd come from.
Wet sand and frothing waves squelched under his long-toed feet as he casually walked in and out of the cold ocean water. He cupped his right hand by his mouth and called out to the other person. He knew there were a few people he'd never seen again since the times he'd almost hurt them, and they deserved a warning if they wanted to run. "Hello?"
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Posted: Fri Jul 07, 2006 9:43 pm
The girl turned her head sharply, and peered at him for a while, unspeaking. Slowly, almost resigned, she began to walk towards the man who had adressed her- if he was much of a man at all after the changes he'd endured. When Fiona drew close, within perhaps ten feet, she stopped and looked closely at Zach. Her ears moved ever so slightly, unable to swivel and perk as those of a true rabbit ought to. Recognition came in a gentle breath, no sudden shock or instant recognition.
"I know you," she whispered, as though any noise too loud might fragment the peace and still the soothing waves. "I recognise your horns." The absurdity of the statement didn't seem to strike the girl, as her face remained expressionless and her eyes dull and uninterested.
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Posted: Fri Jul 07, 2006 9:55 pm
"Oh, these? " he murmured, giving one of the long, curling protrusions a light tap with his knuckle. It was an effort to stall while he wracked his brain for an unfamiliar name to go with her unfamiliar face. He'd had them since roughly a month after he'd arrived, and that could mean she was one of so many people he'd seen in day to day passing. He gave her a quick nervous smile but stopped when he re-realized that it involved baring his enormous set of sharp teeth. "Er... I don't believe we've met. I mean, maybe we have, I just... you look... what I mean to say is, er... I guess I don't recognize you? But not in a bad way!"
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Posted: Fri Jul 07, 2006 10:04 pm
"Hmm," she replied, with a mild upward tilt of the lips which might have, once upon a time, been a cheerful grin. "I'm not surprised... we only sort of talked a little. I don't even remember your name... I just remember that you thought my idea to throw a party was stupid." Fiona stopped and stared out at the ocean. The silence hung between the two people like a delicate, invisible spider-web being woven as each moment passed by.
Far too easily, it was broken.
"You were right," she sighed, eyes drifting back to her company. "It was a dumb idea."
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Posted: Fri Jul 07, 2006 10:42 pm
"Ah," he said flatly, failing to spot the remnant smile on her face. Now that she mentioned it, he did seem to recall that party... and a young redhead who'd been utterly convinced it would raise the morale of the island. Judging by the situation everyone was still in, his opinion remained the same as what she said it had been before.
How awkward for the both of them.
After another pause just slightly too long , he clapped his hands together, producing a sound similar to a clap, and yet not like one at all. The difference in hand sizes was more noticable when he tried to use the left. His eyes briefly flickered toward the offending set of hands, but soon maintained their focus on the long-eared girl. "Well, uh... should we get this whole name business out of the way then? I'm Zachary, and you are...?"
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Posted: Fri Jul 07, 2006 10:48 pm
"Fiona," she muttered, looking distractedly at his scaly red arm. Hadn't there been something odd about him other than his horns? Something to do with his arm... oh well. She couldn't remember, and didn't particularily care. Nothing interested her much as of late.
"How old are you?" She asked absently, lowering herself to sit in the sand, one leg stretched out so that her toes were tickled by cool water every time the surf rolled in. There was no reason to ask, no real motivation. But she did, anyways.
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Posted: Fri Jul 07, 2006 10:59 pm
Zach caught her staring and self-consciously started turning himself so that the arm was as out of sight as it could get while he faced her.
"Twenty-five... wait, no... twenty-six." He stayed standing. His tail was long enough to prove an inconvenience for sitting comfortably in most places. He brushed some hair aside. "Birthdays are hard to remember here; there's no calendars."
He looked down at her, unable to match her changes with any animal he could think of. Pointed, fuzzy ears were all the rage among people he'd seen turning into mammals. That was about the extent he could guess. "You must be younger, though."
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Posted: Fri Jul 07, 2006 11:06 pm
"You look older than that," she commented offhandedly, but didn't elaborate. "My birthday probably went by already... I've never missed my own birthday before." This served to make her emotional, and a slight blocking in her throat and quivering of her lower eyelids warned of possible tears. Fiona swallowed, and forced them back. "My eighteenth birthday..." she whispered sadly to the salty waves, "I missed my eighteenth birthday."
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