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 Posted: Thu Mar 30, 2006 11:46 am
Amaya returned the hug with gusto, her arms wrapping around Colche's form and rocking her back and forth. She had noticed the bruises, since they stood out from the rest of her fur colouration.
"God, Colche..." She trailed off for a moment, pulling away from the hug a little to look at her. "I was so worried, I heard what happened and..." She pursed her lips and pulled the cheetah into another hug. "I'm so sorry I wasn't there to help... Are you alright?"
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Posted: Thu Mar 30, 2006 11:59 am
Colche looked up at the formally black haired girl and smiled softly "Uh huh" was her only reply befopre continuing to hug the lizard woman. She had needed the hugs of ehr friends to help her get through the experience and although she was feeling better, she was definately still feeling nervy around the males of the area. "Aubrey says sokies, not hurt never again" she smiled weakly touching amayas shoulder with her slightly damp nose. "I'm be okay..bad mens on island tho.." she paused, Billy had appologised to her via a letter but she certainly wouldn't want to be in a room alone with the man.
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Posted: Thu Mar 30, 2006 12:04 pm
"Very bad man..." The lizard nodded and looked down at Colche. "Next time someone does that, you use these." She gently grabbed Colche's hand and held up her claws. "And you scratch him up like the strong kitty you are, okay?" She forced on a smile for her, for once glad that they had given someone such a strong animal. Colche really needed it.
"And if your scared, you come get me okay? If you have nightmares or someone scares you or anything... Run right to number 22." Amaya held up both her hands, each having two fingers held up. "Two-two."
"Or even if you wanna play." She smiled, having missed taking the little princess out to play.
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Posted: Thu Mar 30, 2006 12:11 pm
Colche smiled "twenty two" she mimiced with a nod, everyone kept saying about her claws, she hadn't quite worked out how to use them yet, she knew she would work it out eventually. Aubrey had told her to scratch, and Antony had told ehr to knee a guy in the groin. She really didn't understand it all, but she would try, f it ever happened again.
"Amaya come .." se paused for a moment as she searched for the word "see dee vee dees" she smiled, the word wasn't quite right but she hoped the lizard girl would understand. She still puurred happily as she held tightly to her big sister figure, there were still lots of dvd's she hadn't seen she had been making her way through the whole disney library and had certainly come out the otehr end with alot of knowlege.
Colche paused then, a smile breaking her maw, she couldn't remember if she had told Amaya what she was. She giggles and stands tall, or as tall as she could. "amaya Colche is a princess cheetah, Ambrose saids" she giggles, she had of course had ubreys aggreement to that statement too, she had grate pride in telling everyone what her animal was.
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Posted: Thu Mar 30, 2006 12:15 pm
Amaya thought for a moment. See dee vee dees... Oh! "Sure Colche! You wanna go do that now? You can bring your chocolate cake too. We could have a little sleepover." She smiled, petting the long black hair on the girl's head.
Her smile only broadened at such an adorable name for the girl. "Yes you are! Very pretty princess cheetah. Ambrose was right."
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Posted: Thu Mar 30, 2006 12:21 pm
Colche nods vigerously. "okay! sleep ova!" she giggles and Grabs her cake, thinking again she potters over to the lunch room lady and waits for a moment as a bag of prepopped popcorn is handed over. She ggiles and pads back to Awen "whee deevee dees!" she giggles, excited to watrch a dvd with her sister figure.
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Posted: Thu Mar 30, 2006 12:24 pm
As Colche was getting her cake and popcorn, Amaya grabbed herself two apples and then followed the young girl. "Yep! Time for a sleepover." Grinning from ear to nonexitant ear, she walked out of the cafeteria to the entertainment room.
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Posted: Thu Mar 30, 2006 3:05 pm
New RP
After sleeping against the door to her duplex by the wall, Lily hadn't woken up feeling the most comfortable. Paranoid or not, she knows she won't be doing that again. After some thought, she'd come to the conclusion that you need food, and that if she doesn't want to run into people sometime in the evening would probably be the easiest time to avoid people. Not to mention she's been feeling more comfortable in the evenings.
Lily makes it to the cafeteria without running anyone, and is feeling quite lucky when she finds that part of the town hall building empty. She relaxes a little bit and heads for the food, deciding that a sandwich of some kind may be the easiest and quickest thing to have for now. The way she carries herself makes it quite evident that she's feeling nervous.
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Posted: Thu Mar 30, 2006 3:19 pm
Aubrey breezed into the cafeteria, clipboard in hand and labcaot billowing out behind her. She was trying to finish up the orders for the village before Moreau sent James back to the main land.
"Want something done right you have to do it yourself," she mumbleed quickly going to one of the stock cubbards and pressing her thumb to panal to have it click open. She didn't even stop to look around until the paranoid tingle raced up her spine that told her she should be wearly of Jamal.
She looked over her shoulder to see who was out and about and her eyebrows darted up when she caught sight of the girl in the corner. "Miss Delaney...." she said akwardly, forcing a friendly smile.
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Posted: Thu Mar 30, 2006 3:32 pm
Lily is in the middle of picking up some bread when she hears someone enter the cafeteria, and she turns herself right around to see who it is, for it is likely to be easier to leave if needed if she doesn't need to turn around. Her hazel eyes widen when she sees that it's not an Islander, but a staff member. And not just any staff member.
Though her expression is surprise, her emotions are a mix of relief and nervousness. Would the subjects be the only ones upset with her? She hasn't seen any staff members other than Moreau since she was 'fired,' and that hadn't ended well.
"Dr. Lockheart," she murmurs in a way of greeting, trying to look less surprised but unable to surpress her nervousness.
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Posted: Thu Mar 30, 2006 3:34 pm
Aubrey cleared her throat and closed the door to the cabinet. "Hello." She tapped her pencil on the clipboard nervously, looking the young woman over carefully.
"How... I mean.. uhm.. how are you?" She let a sympathetic concern slip in her voice, not wanting to sound comepletly cold or ignorant to the situation.
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Posted: Thu Mar 30, 2006 3:48 pm
Lily keeps a hold on the bread slices in her hands, watching the nervous tap of the pencil on the clipboard, not replying to the second greeting. Her eyes lift from the pencil to Aubrey's face when she asks how she is, looking thoughtful as she searches for what to say.
"Fine," she answers but her tone is not convincing, especially if you know what happened, and almost sarcastic. She hesitates before asking quietly, "How are you?"
It's the polite thing to do, no matter how awkward.
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Posted: Thu Mar 30, 2006 3:54 pm
Aubrey didn't hide her expression of skepticism when she said she was fine. Her eyebrows raised and her eyes quickly darted to look at the green scaling appearing on her skin. "Oh..."
Aubrey slowly sat down at one of the tables. "Stressful," she said honestly.
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Posted: Thu Mar 30, 2006 4:05 pm
Ok, Aubrey isn't leaving... but she doesn't seem angry and it sounds like she's being honest. Lily knows it could be worse, and takes a hesitant step forward, still holding the bread which is getting a little sticky from the skin on her fingers.
"Oh?" she murmurs, wondering if she should ask about it after not being questioned on her own answer. Of course, a dishonest answer is usually to avoid follow-up questions.
"Why's that?" Lily asks finally, sounding as curious and sympathetic as she can while in her own current mood and state of mind.
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Posted: Thu Mar 30, 2006 4:15 pm
Aubrey shrugged. "Dr. Duvert little lockdown experiment totally derailed several things I was working on." Aubrey pulled down the silk scarf arond her next to show off the bandages. "Mr. Reedy wants nothing more to kill me now since that happened. So I've mostly been cleaning up that mess. Plus some problems with Mr. Woodrow."
Aubrey clicked her fingernails on the table's enamel. "How are you... adjusting?"
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