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 Posted: Thu Mar 30, 2006 4:24 pm
Lily takes a couple more steps towards Aubrey, looking surprised at the casual mention of Duvert's lockdown experiment and she opens her mouth to ask about it when she is shown the bandages, which quiet her.
"I know that feeling," Lily comments sadly, her voice more sincere, after Aubrey says a Mr. Reedy would like to kill her, recalling the threats she'd gotten from the black man that appeared out of the brush by the river, as well as the scary looks she's gotten from.. another scary looking man.
"I don't think I can adjust," she answers the question, much more honest than her previous answer, making it over to the table and sitting at the end away from Aubrey but considerably closer to her now. She sets the bread on the table.
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Posted: Thu Mar 30, 2006 4:43 pm
"Mr. Reedy is a loose cannon. I'm worried something serious will have to be done... before someone else gets hurt. Or worse."
She watched over Lily for a second, frowning. "I'm sure things will get easier, Miss Delaney..." Aubrey tried to sound comforting. "I mean, you're just on the other side of the fence... but its not like any of us are going anywhere, you know. At least now you don't have to work!" The older lady gave a very akward laugh that quickly faded.
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Posted: Thu Mar 30, 2006 4:55 pm
Lily shivers a bit at the description of Jamal, being around a loose cannon, as Aubrey had called him, when everyone was so angry with her doesn't sound very appealing. She gives a small smile when Aubrey attempts to comfort her, having mixed feelings on what she says.
"Early retirement?" she comments, "Really early.. but I didn't mind the work so much, I thought the idea was interesting.." she pauses, thinking about what she's saying, "Think, I guess. But so many unwilling people.. forever.."
She stares off at the wall, thinking about the 'forever' part. When she'd taken the job, she had signed something saying she wouldn't leave until the project was complete. It never was going to finish, was it?
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Posted: Thu Mar 30, 2006 4:58 pm
Aubrey's nail tapping soft and she sighed. "Its.. I don't know. It's not easy, but you have to just detatch yourself."
Aubrey scoffed. "Look at me.. talking about detatching. I'm the one trying to connect with all these people." Aubrey winced a little, realizing 'these people' now included Lily. "I'm unsure where I really fit anymore. I'm trying to help them as much as I can. But Moreau is right, they are never going to.. not hate me."
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Posted: Thu Mar 30, 2006 6:58 pm
"Detach," she murmurs, looking down at her orange and odd-shaped fingers. She'd never thought about the subjects, not as people- it was easy when you weren't allowed to know much about them. Part of her told her that is why a lot of the people will probably be upset with her. She glances back up when Aubrey comments on 'these people,' also catching that she is now one of them but still finding the word to seem appropriate.
"At least," she says thoughtfully, "You can avoid them, if you want to." She pauses, wanting to say something better than that but finding it hard to be comforting. Being in a paranoid and pessimistic state of mind about everyone hating her makes it harder for Lily to find something to good to say about it to someone who is openly in contact with the subjects but still works in the labs.
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Posted: Thu Mar 30, 2006 7:07 pm
Aubrey picked at her nails with a sigh. "I can.. if I wanted to," she admitted. "But I don't to. I want them to establish lives here. And I want to be a part of it." She shook her head. "I know that sounds really silly. But I do. I think this would work more as a community if people could just realize the order of things."
She chucked. "I guess that is pretty ridulous, huh?" She shook her head. "But,I mean.. I know they are angry with you. But I think you should try to...amend things. I mean... I have my enemies, but some people are rather civil to me. And, well, I knew more about what was going on here than you did. Hell, half the people are here because I signed off on their forms." She buried her head in her hand, almost in a shameful manner.
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Posted: Fri Mar 31, 2006 3:28 am
"A community," she repeats, "It's nice that you want to be a part of life here despite what people think.."
Ok, that sounded odd coming from her. Lily straightens up a bit as she thinks about it. Everyone she'd met was so nice, she does want to be a part of the community- that could be part of why she's so concerned. After a thoughtful pause she mumbles, "I guess I do to. And at least you're honest with th-" she stops before correcting herself, "us, I guess pretending I didn't work here before wasn't a good way to gain trust. I want to fix things, but I don't know how I will, yet."
She thinks about how Chana had looked at the river, the one person she'd talked to before that was there. Lying, or hiding the truth as was the case with most, really hasn't worked.
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Posted: Fri Mar 31, 2006 4:38 am
NEW RP
FOOD! Food, that's all she needed. Bobby didn't care how or where she got it as long as she ate. Well, the cafeteria had the most food at hand. Would it be edible this early in the morning? She didn't care at this point.
By definition of the pig, Bobby was running....and it did not appreciate that, it made her even more hungry. She made it to the cafeteria and streaked right for the buffet. With her new pudgey fingers, Bobby grabbed everything and just stuffed it in her mouth. She couldn't recall chewing. Where she was going to pack it now; well, there were a lot of new options.
She wasn't a very quiet eater, either. Bobby made little scruffing, snorts, and grumbles while she ate, just trying to eat to appease the parasitic-like pig that was demanding sustenance.
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Posted: Fri Mar 31, 2006 4:43 am
Pyroth took a wander down to the cafeteria- if you could call his slightly hunched amble a saounter, merely seeking to get something small to eat, some meat slices or something, he only ate every three days and today was the day when he did. His stomach was all but growling when he walked into the cafeteria, the scents rich and tantalising to his nose.
However, he spotted someone alread over by the buffet, postiviely wolfing down the food. It took his head a few moment to realise who it was.
"Bobby?"
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Posted: Fri Mar 31, 2006 4:49 am
By the time Pyroth got there, there wasn't very much left at the buffet. Being a pig, she could eat anything, and did so. The coyoteman was a good distraction. While she was still hungry, the ravenous cravings were appeased... at least for now.
With a jerk, Bobby turned to the sound of his voice and literally shrank back as if she thought he would beat her. Some food still clung to her face and her slightly upturned nose.
"Pyroth...."
She didn't quite notice the changes, Bobby was too concerned with her own at the moment. Her eyes didn't leave his, she wanted to hide. The woman hadn't quite seen herself in a mirror yet, but she could only imagine what she looked like: grotesque, hideous, repulsive...
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Posted: Fri Mar 31, 2006 4:55 am
Pyroth had seen far too much on the island so far to see anything other than hassles in Bobby's current appearance. It was amazing how desensitised you became. He did note however that the loss of her figure might have come as a shock, that and her apparent craving for food. He looked sympathetic for a moment, still not sure what she was becoming.
He waved slightly. trying to sound reassuring "Hello there. See they finally got you, m'dear."
Why he felt like giving her a reassuring hug was beyond him.
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Posted: Fri Mar 31, 2006 5:04 am
Bobby couldn't quite understand the meaning in Pyroth's voice. Was he sympathizing or mocking her misfortunes? Absent-mindedly, she reached back and grabbed the last apple. In three bites it was entirely gone.
With someone of a pathetic gesture, the woman looked as if she would cry. Why did it have to be, of all things, something that made her so disgusting? She thought she could take it, but now....? "I guess they have...." Bobby murmured.
Looking back at the mostly empty buffet, Bobby searched through the distruction she had caused. Only crumbs and spots of sauce were left. Her face looked worse as it turned back to Pyroth, "I think I ate it all."
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Posted: Fri Mar 31, 2006 5:10 am
Pyroth couldn't help but feel a kinship with Bobby, seeing her like this just reminded him with force what it had been like to change that first time, and she had gotten it so much worse than him. He couldn't express this in his facial features properly any more though, subtleties such as eyebrows totally lost to him.
"Bah, everyone gets the munchies after a change, there is plenty more food where that came from anyway.." he waved this off with a paw.
She looked so distraught that he couldn't help but give in to his initial instinct and throw wide his arms (as far as he could) "You look as though you could be doing with a hug." It was uncharacteristically affectionate of Pyroth to even consider it, but here was his drinking buddy from before, and she was probably emotionally reeling.
He could be cruel, but not that cruel.
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Posted: Fri Mar 31, 2006 5:16 am
The kindness, which she was not expecting from anyone and second-of-least-of-all from Pyroth, was too much for her. Pyroth standing with his arms out-stretched, well... Bobby Reynolds finally snapped.
With a cry of utter despair, Bobby threw herself into Pyroth's arms. While she cried, her head buried in his fur, the woman realized how much shorter he seemed... in fact, he had changed again!
The realization just took full force and she cried harder. She cried for her dead partner, he husband who would never know how sorry she was, children who would never know how much she loved them, for everyone stuck on this island; and for the first time in her life, Bobby also cried for herself.
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Posted: Fri Mar 31, 2006 5:20 am
Pyroth merely let his muzzle rest on Bobby's shoulder, wishing quietly that he could join her in her tears, but he wasn't able to any more, a fact that he hadn't realised would be so devestating.
He patted her back quietly, only able to guess at the depths of her own sadness- surely much more than his, a man without many ties to the outside world- he had the most tenuous family links, Bobby had children.
It only served to further galvanise his dislike of this whole project.
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