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 Posted: Mon Jan 22, 2007 9:17 pm
The man shakes his head saying, "I've never had to deal with such problems, though some smells are almost unbareable - strong garlic, onions or blood, to name a few."
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Posted: Tue Jan 23, 2007 4:14 pm
"I bet. I don't like garlic or onions, although I'm pretty used to the smell of blood. Do you have a heightened sence of smell in your human form?"
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High-functioning Bibliophile
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Posted: Mon Feb 12, 2007 12:29 pm
Westley sighs, closing his eyes, "I'm more cougar than human nowadays. I just have this form to keep the cougar side at bay. ...but sense-wise, yeh. I smell, taste, hear and sense just like a cougar, because...I'm a mutant..."
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Posted: Sun Feb 18, 2007 1:36 pm
Lael thinks carefully about her answer before replying, realizing that this is probably a sensitive subject for Westley. Finally she says, "Y'know, you always seemed very human to me. I mean, I always knew something was different, but I never felt that you might not be. And I still don't. Being part cougar, that doesn't make you any less human. It just makes you a bit of something else too. You still feel like any other human, you still think like humans, you still hurt like humans. Really, there are more similarities than differences."
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Posted: Sun Feb 18, 2007 7:35 pm
Westley turns onto his side, looking blankly at her as he pondered what she said. However, when he wanted to say something, there was nothing for him to say. For the time being, there's nothing that comes to his mind, except the fact that he has to think on what Lael said.
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As the sun rises over the horizon, the redheaded Mystic slowly wakes up. She stretches a bit, careful not to stretch a muscle, then turns towards her blue-haired elvish companion who slept nearby. He is on his side, not really moving as of yet and eyes closed, so she scoots closer to him. Now closer to him, she gently places a hand on his shoulder.
"Darian. You awake, dear?" she asks quietly.
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Posted: Sun Feb 18, 2007 7:43 pm
Darian sleepily opens his eyes. "I am now," he says tiredly. The elf rolls over so he is lying on his back and slowly sits up.
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Posted: Sun Feb 18, 2007 7:50 pm
Margem props herself up on an elbow, watching the elf.
"Should I have had let you sleep instead?" she asks, frowning a bit, "I'm sorry if you had wanted to sleep more..."
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Posted: Sun Feb 18, 2007 7:58 pm
"I'll be fine," Darian says, "I just need some time to fully wake up." He lays back down, but only for enough time to kiss Margem before he sits up again, although he is not sure of why.
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Posted: Sun Feb 18, 2007 8:01 pm
The redhead smiles then, after shivering, laughs, "Well, that's one 'cure' to being cold. Mmm.. warm waves after a kiss."
She then continues to watch the elf, as he sits there.
"So, why did we come here, again? Aside the whole engagement thing, I mean."
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Posted: Sun Feb 18, 2007 8:28 pm
Lily wakes up as the sun rises and carefully exits the tent, not wanting to wake Nathan. She walks down to the beach and sees Lael and Westley, much to her suprise. "You two are up early," she says politely. She had been planning to use her powers to improvise a shower for practice, but now it seems she will have to wait, or use the actual showers.
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Posted: Mon Feb 19, 2007 6:25 pm
Kitara wakes up a bit after the sun rises, finding her daughter (Trea) bouncing nearby. She shakes her head as she watches the black-blue haired girl trying to wake her father up. Jay, though having Trea bouncing right by him on the mattress, continues to sleep soundly.
"Trea, let him sleep," she says.
The girl pouts a bit, but sits down on top of her father.
"Get off of him, Trea."
The girl slides off of her father's chest and sits on the mattress, "Where's Margem?"
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Posted: Tue Feb 20, 2007 12:27 pm
Lael looks up and sees Lily. "Good morning Lily," she says smiling at the other girl. "Did you sleep well?"
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Posted: Tue Feb 20, 2007 2:20 pm
Westley turns to the lady that had just come up from the capsites.
"Up early?" he asks, shaking his head, "No. We've been here since middle of the night... Right, Lael? Up chatting...."
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Posted: Tue Feb 20, 2007 3:02 pm
Lael nodds. "I couldn't sleep, and I suppose Westley couldn't either. We just kinda ran into each other down here and started talking."
Well, it's not a lie. It's just... A very shortened version of what happened, she thinks, smiling to herself.
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Posted: Wed Feb 21, 2007 1:55 pm
The man inwardly winces, knowing that his malformation-mutation thing was the beginning of this problem and of the chat. If it hadn't been for the sliver in his paw, she wouldn't have tended to his paw and then they wouldn't have ended up chatting.
He stretches, standing up and saying, "I need to get some sleep...."
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