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 Posted: Sat Sep 24, 2005 3:56 pm
Colche nodded meekly, getting to her feet she gave another big yawns her huge blue eyes closign as she did so. She reached out and took Greer's hand like a little child, she looked around for ambrose guessing that he was coming too and simply, very glad, that she didn't have to find ehr own way back to her appartment yet, she would learn, one day, but until that day it was a scary, very big place between the cafeteria and her home at number seventeen.
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Posted: Sat Sep 24, 2005 4:03 pm
Ambrose took their trays to the stacking area and walked back, taking Colche's other hand.
Ambrose laughed, embarrassed, to Greer's comment. "Nah" he scratched the back of his head - again - with his free hand, but his tail was wagging rather quickly - probably drawing even more attention to his aformentioned butt.
Using Colche's sleepiness and trip home as a good change of subject, he began to lead the way to 'seventeen.' "And off we go - taking Colche hoooome to seventeen~" He spontaneously turned into a rather off-key song.
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Posted: Sat Sep 24, 2005 4:09 pm
Greer rolled her eyes, walking along with them. "If I'm cute, you have a nice butt, and that is the end of it."
She chuckled at his singing, and made a vague attempt to harmonize. "Home, home, home to seventeeeeeeen!" The result was rather painful.
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Posted: Sat Sep 24, 2005 4:15 pm
Colche giggles a little, these two were so funny. She yawned again her appartment looming pretty quickly, she knew eventually she would be able to get home all on her own but at the moment it took alot of confidence for her just to leave it to go and get food. She looked at the Plaque as they arrived and smiled saying ehr usual line "Seventeen" she smiled looking from one to the other again as she released them both and pushed open her door. She potterd in to her room shuffling tot he bed and climbing under the covers turning to look at her friends from beneath the sheets. She wasn't really sure what she expected, maybe to be tucked in, or a kiss on the forehead, Aubrey always did that, she quite liked it. She yawned closing her eyes for a long moment "sleep" she whispers rolling over on to one side and watching her two friends. It was definately sleep time she could hardly keep her eyes open.
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Posted: Sat Sep 24, 2005 4:19 pm
Ambrose finished the impromptu song rather off key as they arrived at the duplex.
He waved to Colche as she went inside. "Sleep well, Colche! Goodnight!"
He turned back to Greer, putting his hands in his pockets with a shrug and a grin. "Well... the kids are all in bed now." He chuckled.
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Posted: Sat Sep 24, 2005 4:22 pm
Greer smiled, saying good night to Cloche and shutting the door. "They grow up so fast! Any chance I can bribe you into coming back to my place for a bit? I need to ask you some questions, and can offer a balcony and cricket food for your troubles."
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Posted: Sat Sep 24, 2005 4:24 pm
Colche yawned unable to keep her eyes open any longer she drifted off in to a blue butterfly filled sleep, ehr dreams had become something she looked forwards to, as long as there were no nightmares in them1 She gave a soft, happy sigh as she drifted off in to the land of nod, all but forgetting the world and the past, lost to her pretty dreams.
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Posted: Sat Sep 24, 2005 4:27 pm
Ambrose smiled as he walked away with Greer. "Sure, Greer. And no bribe even necessary. While my palatte is changing, I don't think that cricket food would quite cut it" He winked. "Besides, I'm full from dinner!"
He continued walking with her. "Lead the way!"
((Fin ^^ ))
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Posted: Sat Sep 24, 2005 6:41 pm
Timothy and the Dude chat briefly
this actually occured before the Greer, Ambrose, Colche RP, but who's keeping track The Dude The Dude walked into the cafeteria and made a bee line for the lunch lady: "Hi there! So I was wondering ... do you have an empty pickle jar ... or any kind of jar? Could I have it?" - he asked her. There was a positive response and the woman went into the back to find one for him, while the Dude picked up a bowl, milk and Cheerios. With that in his hands, he sat down and started eating, looking around for some company to yack to. Timothy Timothy woke up hungry, he put on the clothes he had that were the easiest to get to, rubbed his eyes and headed for the cafeteria. Everything was a blur as he attempted to wake up. He walked into the cafeteria, realizing they weren't likely to have what he was really craving. He picked up some pieces of crispy bacon and put them on a plate. Then he went to sit down, waking up a bit more with every second. "Oh, Hey Dude." The Dude "Yo! 'Sssup?" - the Dude waved at Timmy: "Is that all you gonna eat?" - he asked him, starring at his plate. "Want some cereal?" Timothy "Nah, this sounds good." Timothy sat, the plate in front of him as he took a spoon and begin to break the crispy bacon into pieces. It was fairly easy since he'd only picked bacon that seemed near overcooked. After he finished breaking it apart he began to eat the little pieces with his hands. The Dude "So I suppose your date with Vasile didn't go anywhere, huh?" - the Dude started perfectly innocently. Timothy "We talked as friends, It was fun... can't force anything on him honestly." Timothy shrugged. "Thanks for the attempt though." The Dude "So how's the skunk-hood going for you? Anything to complain about?" - the Dude tried again to come up with a conversation. Timothy "Can't say that I'm too fond of it... honestly... but what can you do. I just get nervous a lot, and when I do something instinctual almost happens. Since I don't want that to happen I've had to learn to cool my nerves..." Timothy continued to eat. The Dude "Oh." - the Dude considered that. "Tough s**t, man. yeah, we need to teach you how to relax here .... for the sake of all" - the grinned, finishing his bowl of cereal and wiping the milk off his whiskers.
"Ya know ... there are a few things that'll help ... with not being nervous." Timothy "Like what?" Timothy looked curious.
The Dude "Like ... yoga ... meditation ... weed" - the Dude smiled innocently at Timmy. "I can at least provide the latter." Timothy "Maybe sometime... I haven't done weed in a long time." Timothy grinned. "But I don't think I'm ready to wake and toke at the moment."
"I mean wake and bake... sorry it's been a while." The Dude "What do you mean ... not ready?" - the Dude quirked his eyebrow "This is for the sake of all of us here."
Timothy Timothy laughed at the Dude... feeling honestly good. "I'm not nervous at the moment Dude. In fact I'm doing alright." he couldn't help but snicker a bit. "Mostly just tired."
The Dude "Ah .. good. But seriously - just ask Moreau, he provides." - he nodded. "Actually, you should may be just try to hang out with people more. I know it's hard if you are nervous, but you'll never get over it if you just hide ..." Timothy "I do hang out with people... ummm... now and again." Timothy's eyes darted.
"I mean you, Greer, that weird dark haired girl. Lots of..." Timtohy half chuckled. "...people."
The Dude "Greer is not weird" - the Dude started defensively. "She has a passion in life. It's bugs." Timothy "No no, not Greer being weird. That other girl... long dark hair, Colche I think she said" Timothy mumbled a bit. "Wasn't sure if that was her name or what." The Dude "Colche" - that names rung a bell. "Oh ... Colche" - the Dude looked sad all of a sudden. "She's not weird, Timothy. Well ... maybe she is, but ... don't hold it against her. She's been thru some very bad times." Timothy "I'd believe it, and I wasn't..." Timothy realized he was feeling a bit uncomfortable with all of this.
"Listen Dude, I think I'm gonna head back to my room and work on my music. Thanks for the conversation." Timothy finished his bacon plate and left it by the counter.
"I'll take you up on that weed offer in the future probably." Timothy grinned and waved. The Dude The Dude shrugged and went to bus his tray. From the lunch lady he picked up the pickle jar, thanked her and headed out the door for some quality peppermint shrimp hunting.
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Posted: Mon Sep 26, 2005 8:39 am
Colche was happily sitting on her door step. What was she waiting for? Whoknew really she simply sat there, the mornings rays had long broken through the trees and the midday sun sent long dappled shade accross her slender body. Unfortunately today she had completely forgotten the need for cloathes on the island, so she sat, wriggling her toes in the sun her eyes closed and her chin raised to the sky, sun worshiper, she had becoem a sun worshiper since she had found out that it didn't bring bad men. Fortunately for her, everyone seemed to be having a long lie in and the sun playing accross her naked, scarred skin wasn't noticed by anyone except a parrot which happily buzzed in to the sky. She smiled softly, opening those perfect blue orbs and allowing them to wander about a bit, was noone here today? It was like everyone had just, vanished.
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Posted: Mon Sep 26, 2005 8:43 am
Walking merrily from her duplex to the cafeteria on a mission of plate returning and coffe absorbsion, Greer was highly suprised when she caught sight of a naked Cloche enjoying the late morning sun. Had no one taught this girl about clothes? Hurrying over, she greeted the girl while staring very fixedly at her face.
"Good morning Cloche! Did you forget your clothes?"
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Posted: Mon Sep 26, 2005 8:50 am
"Cloathes?" Colche looked up at greer questioningly then looked down at herself and smiled a little "cloathes" she points in to her appartment, the door was wide open and her cloathes were on the floor, the simple pink scrubs Aubrey had given her on their first meeting, they were so easy to take on and off, she just wished she knew the reason she had to wear them, she really didn't understand the concept. She looks up at Greer her big blue eyes innocently staring at the feathery female.
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Posted: Mon Sep 26, 2005 8:55 am
Greer chuckled despite herself. The kid was utterly adorable. Fetching the scrubs, she held them out to the girl and decided to go for a bribe.
"If you put on the clothes, we'll go build sandcastles, okay?"
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Posted: Mon Sep 26, 2005 9:02 am
"Sandcastles!" she takes the scrubs and wriggles her way in to the top first before standing and hopping in to the trousers. She smiles lightly at greer restraining from bouncing in the little hyper way she could at times before she popped in to her duplex and came back with her bucket and spade and a huge grun plasterd on ehr face, she loved the beach, it made her smile alot and building sandcastles was alot of fun in her books!
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Posted: Mon Sep 26, 2005 9:04 am
Glad she could make anyone this happy by mentioning sand, Greer held out a hand for Cloche to take as they headed down to the beach.
"I'm not very good at making sandcastles, so you're going to have to show me how to do it right."
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