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 Posted: Wed Sep 13, 2006 6:09 pm
Get the ******** out now was the only thought that was running through her brain. It took her a moment to pinpoint who it was, but even with the new changest she could tell it was the guy she'd met a while back, and gotten drunk with. What was his name.....Tommy, that was it. Just WHAT was he turning into anyway? And that laughter.....she had to leave. She turned around to do so, but in the process she stepped on a wayward twig that must of made it's way to the sands. She turned around fast to make sure he hadn't heard.
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Posted: Wed Sep 13, 2006 6:15 pm
Tommy's sharp ears picked up the sound easily enough and his chuckling abruptly ceased. He glanced over in Maryke's direction. He grin lit his up on his face. He didn't care who it was. s**t, it could have even been Alec and Tommy would be glad to see them right now. He remembered Maryke alright, though. Not every day he had to carry a beautiful, unconscious woman back to his duplex. He lifts his spindly right hand and gives a wave in her direction.
"Hey there!" he calls out.
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Posted: Wed Sep 13, 2006 6:20 pm
"Hey," she called back giving off a little wave of her own. She trudged over and quirked an eyebrow at his longer fingers. what the hell was he becoming?. "Need any help or something...?" she asked, looking from him to where he had been laying and then back again.
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Posted: Wed Sep 13, 2006 6:27 pm
Tommy catches the quirk and just gives a nervous chuckle as he looks down at his own hand. "Yeah...I know...vampire bat..." he says in a 'what can ya do?' way. He looks over Maryke a moment. It takes him a moment due to his lack of contacts, but finally he just nods a bit. He pushes off the ground with his good, right arm, obviously not trying to do anything with his left. It hurt like hell and the bandages covering his left shoulder didn't help any. "I...I dunno, I mean...you heard the announcement, right? Seems I'm on Moreau's s**t list."
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Posted: Wed Sep 13, 2006 6:33 pm
"Heard but it didn't reallly register....damn what'd you do to piss off the good doc?" she asked, reaching down and helping him up against her better judgment. Or helping him up as best as she could with her own injured shoulder. The wound still hadn't completely healed from where Billy had bitten her. Vampire bat? That made her fur bristle and stand on end slightly with just the thought. She wondered if he could smell or even sense the dried blood that was probably still under scar tissue. It made her sick to even think about.
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Posted: Wed Sep 13, 2006 6:46 pm
Tommy gratefully accepts the hand-up. With a wince due to his still broken ribs, he stands. His hand would feel frail under her grip. He couldn't smell the blood on her, but as he gets pulled up close to her he could swear he...he felt the blood rushing through the arteries in her neck. He shakes his head a bit to try and dismiss the feeling. "Well...I...uh...I tried to kill him..." he says, nodding to himself. "Yeah...didn't work out too great though. But I guess holding his fiancee hostage'll do that."
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Posted: Wed Sep 13, 2006 6:55 pm
She helped him until could stand on his own and then she moved away. There was something about the way he was looking that made her a little unnevered, but was it was probably the shock of seeing his latest change. "You held his fiancee hostage?" she repeated, her eyebrows raised. She wished she had payed closer attention to that announcement, deciding that it must have been important. Was he dangerous or something? Was SHE in danger?
"Word to the wise, don't go for the throat unless you know you've got the kill," she said, wondering how he could have been so foolish. She may not have known about the island happenings, but she knew how dirty was played.
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Posted: Wed Sep 13, 2006 7:02 pm
Tommy rubs his forehead with a spindly hand. Darkness creeped up on the edge of his vision. He takes a few deep breathes and it cleared up. "Yeah...I know...I had everything thought out too, you know? Found out all of the doctor's tactics from the other islanders...You heard about the knockout thing, right? Found a way around it too...turns out he had something hidden up his sleeve though. Something no one knew about," he says glancing between the ocean and Maryke. "So...here I am..."
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Posted: Wed Sep 13, 2006 7:10 pm
She looked at him a few beats, he looked, well hurt to say the least, but she was more interested in what he had to say then what state he was in. "Knockout thing.....? I'm vaguely aware," she said remembering how Billy had been knocked unconscious when he had bitten her. Well that certainly didn't suprise her. This was like a ******** zoo, of course Moreau wanted to control the locals. "Which was....?" she asked, deeply interested, "What did you find out? And what did he have hidden?" She wanted to know more, this was much too intruiging for the madam.
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Posted: Wed Sep 13, 2006 7:20 pm
Tommy looks back at Maryke, the now gaunt-looking bat-man obviously in none too good of shape. His face grows serious though as he continues to talk about his attempt on Moreau's life. "That's what the hostage was for. I created a situation where if my accomplice or I got knocked out, it would more than likely caused the death of his fiancee...pretty much we jabbed her with a syringe full of drain-o. If the one holding it passed out, then there was a good chance that he would disturb the plunger and pump her full of poison..." He says, looking down at the sand as he remembers it all. "Well, here comes Moreau, looking cocky as all hell, right? He gives this spiel about how if we let her go we wouldn't get in too much trouble...well I of course thought I was holding all the cards so I told him to go blow it out his a**, right? Next thing I know he says something like 'everyone freeze' and everyone literally does. Seriously, I couldn't move a damn inch to save my life...much less stop Moreau from coming over, pushing me down, and breaking a few ribs with a coupl'a well placed kicks. So not only can he make us passout with a word, but he can also cause complete paralysis."
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Posted: Wed Sep 13, 2006 7:27 pm
Maryke visibly flinched at that. Giving her one more reminder that she was royally ******** her. She had once thought she could rule it all, that the cards were in her hand and they were all aces. But, leave it up to her luck to screw her over. Maybe somewhere deep down inside she still thought she could manage to slide out of this situation, but by and by reality was beginning to set down. And it was not a pretty sight.
"So why didn't he just kill you?" she asked, ignoring how sickly he looked to get more information out of him.
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Posted: Wed Sep 13, 2006 7:34 pm
"Why? Dunno, probably the same reason my arm's patched up. I mean, what they're doin' to us can't come cheap, right?" he says, his speech coming a bit slurred now. He rubs his forehead again. "s**t...but he sure wants me to suffer, that's fer damn sure...I got busted ribs, a ******** up lung, torn up shoulder, 'n I haven't eaten in what...three...four days now? But lemme tell you, I think killin' me is the last thing on the sick b*****d's mind."
Tommy shakes his head again. Memories of parade practice back at the Academy float to the surface. That feeling of standing in the hot sun at attention for an hour straight...he's starting to get that feeling again. Tommy slowly eases himself down to the ground. He puts out his left arm to support this, but he immediately regrets that decision. With a swift intake of breath and a "********!" he gingerly rubs his shoulder.
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Posted: Wed Sep 13, 2006 7:45 pm
She nodded, learning all she could from him. "Yeah you look....pretty ******** up." She haltered for a moment. She had no idea how to help him and even if she did, with the way he told the story and what Moreau had done to him there was bound to be repercussions on HER if she did help him. And who knows to what extent. Maryke was no fool. She might be at risk even talking to him. As soon as that thought made its way into her head she looked around, breathing a sigh of relief when no one was around them.
At his brief outburst she frowned. "Yeah you should.....go get that checked," she said rubbing her own shoulder banadges subconsciously. "Look, Tommy I've love to stay and chat but...." she nodded her head off towards the path she had come from. "I've got to get going.. See you around.."
Yes, rather then help herself the madam was much more interested in saving her own a**. She could hope that Tommy would be okay, but knowing that she would be outwieghed anything that might happen to him. Least in her mind anyway. With that she gave the tiniest little wave and hurried off.
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Posted: Wed Sep 13, 2006 7:51 pm
Tommy blinks a few times, the world starting to spin around him. He can only distantly hear Maryke's excuse to leave him, but he was fine with that. Who would want to help a poor wretch like me? Ah well...hopefully this time I won't wake up... Tommy thinks to himself as he lays back down in the sand and closes his eyes.
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Posted: Sat Sep 30, 2006 6:24 pm
New RP
Marshall was depressed on this still over-cast day. And to be honest, he felt like he deserved to be a wee bit mopey. He had changed, and not just slightly. He had spent most of the morning relearning how to walk, and he was still clumsy at it. But seeing his new nose in the mirror? THAT hurt just as bad as his first transformation did.
So, here he was: In a sea of self-pity, sitting on a beach in his usual shorts-shirt-vest combo, looking out into the ocean. "I wonder...If every one here feels this way..." Marshall said alloud, talking to himself.
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