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 Posted: Thu May 18, 2006 10:22 pm
Likewise, the lone, remaining shrimp in Kim's place didn't seem to look as tasty as they did a few minutes before. The asian's brow was creased with worry as she took the place and went to trash it.
"Man... I wish things where... simpler, some days." She sighed. She hadn't known the man, hadn't even HEARD of him by now, probably thanks to her antisocial bouts, yet... she couldn't stop herself from worrying.
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Posted: Thu May 18, 2006 10:24 pm
"Yeah, me too..." The lizard trailed off and looked over at the doors while forcing herself to at least eat half of her salad. "Sometimes I wonder if this'll ever just end, y'know?"
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Posted: Thu May 18, 2006 10:30 pm
"I hope it will, but... It doesn't seem likely that it ever will. I mean... things can only go downhill as people keep changing... I think." Kim usually did her best to keep a positive outlook but... it was so hard here, on this island, tapped, without her mother and the few friends she had back home...
...But she had new friends here, at least. Well, she liked to think so. With how withdrawn she had been, expecially the past few months...
"...But we got to do our best to make it better. Remember that we're not alone, that no matter what, we all got friends that can help us..." She sat next to Amaya again after having put away the empty tray. "...My mother always told me... that to make things better, you need to start by yourself..."
At those words, she felt her own heart sink even more. "...Mom..." She whispered, barely audible.
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Posted: Thu May 18, 2006 10:34 pm
Amaya watched and listened to Kim as she spoke, non-existant brows raising at the small whisper and then falling right afterward. She gave a saddened frown and looked down at her salad.
She was such an a**. Here she was being emo about relationship issues and the woman sitting next to her had been ripped from her family.
"... I'm sorry." The teen said quietly.
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Posted: Thu May 18, 2006 10:38 pm
"It.s okay, really." She did the best attempt at a smile that she could manage at the moment. "...Im over it... mostly... But I've been emotional lately." She gave a soft sigh. "I shouldn't dump all of this on you, im sorry."
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Posted: Thu May 18, 2006 10:41 pm
"No, it's alright. Even though I can't really relate in that sense... I know what it's like to be ripped from your parents." Amaya smiled back at her and finished most of her salad, along with the water.
She wanted to stay and talk with Kim, but she could feel herself start to slip into a more mellow and laid back, sleepy mood. Not a good sign... damn air conditioning. Did Kim feel it too? Last she remembered she was turning into something cold-blooded as well.
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Posted: Thu May 18, 2006 10:46 pm
"I see." She didn't ask for details... didn't want to stirr more bad memories that had allready been.
Kim kind of felt a chill... but it wasn't really that bad to make her want to sleep just yet. But then, Kim wasn't really that far into her own transformation to begin with.
She had the urge to continue her save of FF1, funilly the one she had been playing on her way to this place, but that would be later. Playing while talking to someone was pretty damn rude to her.
And maybe, maybe catch some sleep... seemed that the AC was just starting to get to her.
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Posted: Thu May 18, 2006 10:48 pm
The reptile's tongue flickered and she glanced over at Kim with a half-hearted smile. "You feeling drained too? I think we should get out of here before we end up falling asleep." Standing, she turned the chair back around and then took her things their appropriate spots.
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Posted: Thu May 18, 2006 10:54 pm
"Uh ?" She blinked, then seemed to get it, and started laughing. "Oh, you mean the AC ? I completely forgot about it since I turned mine off all this time ago." And she hadn't really thought the one in the cafeteria could affect her, since it was a decently sized room. "Yeah, I guess that would be a good idea, ne ?"
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Posted: Thu May 18, 2006 10:56 pm
Amaya nodded. "Ever since I changed for the first time they made my room really humid and hot... though I can't say I'm complaining since that's the ideal tempature for me."
"Anyway, I'll see ya later Kim." With a smile and another headbob, she headed out of the cafeteria.
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Posted: Fri May 19, 2006 1:27 pm
New RP
Chana wandered into the cafeteria. She'd been avoiding people for at least a week now, ever since she and Lily heard that weird announcement. It wasn't that she didn't want the person to be caught...she just wasn't interested in whodunits.
The beaver went straight for the salad bar, but made sure to grab some nice fish to top it off with. At least the fish would cheer her up, especially since it didn't look like she was going to see Stewart again for a while. She didn't want to pay him a visit...that would be like calling his phone after leaving a message, and he still hadn't called her back for the first time.
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Posted: Fri May 19, 2006 1:42 pm
Billy had been staying in his Duplex for days. He figured it was the best of moves, what with his knack for getting tagged with blame for one event or another. He wished his bathtub was bigger, though, honestly. His garden had been nearly destroyed durring the storm, but he hadn't the drive to dig his tentacles in and try again. He'd have to go collect more seeds, if they had all been washed away. Damnation.
Finally, hunger drove the octopus from his nook, and he took up his crutches to head to the cafeteria. He'd have to pack some up to bring back with him, he decided as he slid inside, his feet as always making sad, almost comical suction-cup pops as the abused suckers on the soles of his feet clung to the linolium. In a practiced movement, he managed to snatch up his tray, moving along towards what options they had for fish. Still, the raw sushi seemed to trigger his interest the best. The sensitive tips of his tentacles could almost taste the fish, and grilled seemed... overcooked.
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Posted: Fri May 19, 2006 1:49 pm
Chana had been about to go sit down when she heard something...strange. She couldn't really put a name to it as the noises came closer: a click or two, then popping sounds, then another click or two, and so on and so forth.
When the strange man limped in on his crutches, her questions weren't entirely answered. They didn't actually matter anymore. It was all the beaver could do to watch the PURPLE man head straight for the sushi section.
"Wha-who are you?" she asked, catching herself. He might not even know what he was, or want to tell her. Plus, she was sure she'd never seen him before.
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Posted: Fri May 19, 2006 2:00 pm
Holding the tray in two tentacles while using another two to serve himself, Billy turned at the sound of a voice. s**t. Someone was here. He caught sight of the beaver-girl, his eternally damp eyebrows raising in as non-chalant a manner as he could muster, and popped a piece of fish into his mouth, "Who's askin'?"
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Posted: Fri May 19, 2006 2:06 pm
She tried not to stare at the purple skin and tentacles. She honestly did. But when he turned to talk to her and another one popped a piece of fish into his mouth, that did it for the not staring.
"Well...I'm asking," she managed to respond without stuttering too much. But she couldn't help staring. What was he? She couldn't think of any animals that were purple!
Just a weird old poem. I never saw a purple cow./I hope to never see one./But if I saw one anyhow,/I'd rather see than be one.
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