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 Posted: Tue Sep 27, 2005 11:39 am
Colche rubs an eye sleepily with the one hand that was free "words?" she whispers her voice drowsey as they neared the complexses, she looked around trying to recognise her own little space in the villiage but she still hadn't quite gotten the hang of the row of duplexses. She looked at Julian and smiled softly "seventeen" she whispers, she was sleepy, far too sleepy to take much in, though she was glad she had found somone else to help her along, Julian seemed nice though he wasnt' a fuzzy man, that was a little unnerving. Still, sleep beconed her tired mind and as the duplexses loomed she made that soft, puuring sound "seventeen, sleep" she states blinking tiredly.
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Posted: Tue Sep 27, 2005 11:47 am
Deciding he would ask her again after she had gotten some rest, he led her to her door. "Seventeen."
Smiling, he added as an afterthought:
"Julian, two." He pointed in the direction of his duplex.
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Posted: Tue Sep 27, 2005 11:49 am
"too" she mimicked smiling lightly she pushed the door to her duplex open, she never locked it, that was another part of life she hadn't yet figured out. She yawns a little strripping straight out of her cloathes, she found them bvery uncomfortable to sleep in, she climbed in to her bed pulling the covers up under her chin "night" she whispers, a word she had heard several people say to her when she was sleepy of late. Those huge blue eyes were soon closed and her breathing had slowed to suit her restfulness.
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Posted: Tue Sep 27, 2005 11:53 am
When he had noticed she was going to remove her clothing, he had gently shut her door, being careful not to disturb or startle her.
Quietly, he turned on his heel, hands in his pockets, and walked away.
A good day so far, really.
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Posted: Tue Sep 27, 2005 5:53 pm
Ambrose woke up early the next morning, the issues in his mind buzzing and refusing to let him sleep. Ambrose was normally up before dawn, but since coming to the lazy, laidback schedule on the Island, he had let his punctual, routenized self slip. But today, maybe for once, he wanted to turn back to the subtle reminder of his old life.
He slipped on a pair of windbreaker pants and a t-shirt, his good running shoes, and left his fencing gear behind for once. While fencing was his passion, he wasn't opposed to a good run from time to time, and perhaps it would mean actually seeing more of this Island that they would be on for the rest of their lives....
No. Not to think of that.
He set off towards the West-side beach first, and started to slowly make his way around the Southern side of the Island, following the thin sandy strip until it became only a thin strip of land between the jungles and a cliff face over the ocean.
He would need to speak to The Dude soon.... him or Greer.... or both. Ugh. He really had made an idiot of himself, hadn't he?
He hoped that he hadn't screwed anything over from what had happened at the drinking party. It was obvious they liked eachother. And he would be damned if he would be half the a** of his brother, hitting on women who obviously weren't interested, or were interested in someone else. They were better suited for eachother anyway - after all, they were both at least 5 years older than he was.
He breathed in measured huffs as he jogged, making his way to a second sandy stretch on the East side of the Island.
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Posted: Tue Sep 27, 2005 5:57 pm
Letting go of Sean's hand, Greer ran full-out, enjoying the rush of adrenline that hit her bloodstream in response to her flight.
"Come on slow poke! Hurry up!" She laughed, breaking out of the jungle and on to the thin beach - and missed smacking into Ambrose by an inch and a half. As it was she attempted to skid to a halt, stopping only because she threw herself off balance and sat down hard.
"Ooof! Morning Ambrose." Owwie. Now she had bruises too.
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Posted: Tue Sep 27, 2005 6:03 pm
Ambrose was rather quickly jostled from his revere as the woman of his thoughts nearly ran headlong into him - causing him to wonder for a split second if she had tumbled out of his proverbial thought bubble.
"Greer!" He exclaimed cleverly. "What... wow, I wasn't expecting to run into you here!"
Speak of the devil, or DevilS in this case - he thought as he notied the Dude following shortly after him, patting after her on his webbed feet.
It was as if fate itself had decided that he get this out into the open NOW.
But talk about being on the Spot... wherever to begin, now faced with BOTH of them.
"Greer... I... well. I was actually looking for you... maybe both of you... but.. well.. I ... thought I should probably try to explain myself...after that night." He winced, gesturing awkwardly.
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Posted: Tue Sep 27, 2005 6:12 pm
The Dude emerged out of the jungle, trotting along: "Hey, I'm injured over here. Did we miss it?" He looked to the east where the sky was now turning pink and yellow.
"OH, good!"
Then he realized that Greer was in fact sitting on the sand right next to Ambrose, who was saying something to her about "sorry" and "the party". The Dude trotted up and pulled the grasshopper off the floor then hugged her from behind and looked at Ambrose.
"Hey Ambrose! I am not sure whether you have been officially informed yet. But guess what - I think Greer's hot!" - he grinned wide. With that he turned his face back to the east, waiting for the sun with great anticipation.
It is up to the debate whether that was done because of the Ambrose/Greer kiss memories or because the Dude just felt like stating the obvious.
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Posted: Tue Sep 27, 2005 6:17 pm
Dusting the sand off of her trousers, Greer leaned back into Sean, frowning at his little 'declaration'. Where did that come from?
"Sean, did you smoke something when I wasn't looking?"
Turning back to Ambrose, she smiled. "Talk about what?"
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Posted: Tue Sep 27, 2005 6:26 pm
Ambrose looked between Greer and the Dude.
He tried to make his expression look more like a smile than a wince when the Dude promptly declared Greer 'Hot'.
"Yeah.... " he scratched the back of his neck in his nervous manner. "About that.." he hesitated, feeling quite on the spot. "I... I wanted to apologize - for my actions the other night... and I think I've been making Greer feel uncomfortable. Maybe... er... maybe she's been trying to play oblivious - which would make sense to me.... and... well... I'm really glad for the two of you - that two of my closest friends have at least found eachother and are happy." He rambled, running his shoe around in the sand."
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Posted: Tue Sep 27, 2005 6:31 pm
The Dude was listening only half ear to what Ambrose was saying at first, but the wolfman's words made him turn around. With a perplexed expression on his face, he very intelligently grunted: "Huh?"
There WAS something to be uncomfortable about between Ambrose and Greer? Gah, stupid patchy memory.
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Posted: Tue Sep 27, 2005 6:38 pm
Greer sighed. Well, at least she'd figured things out somewhat before this. If she'd still been completely oblivious this would have been worse.
"Trust me Ambrose, I wasn't playing. I am this stupid. I just barely figured stuff out yesterday, and that was only because Aubrey pretty much explained it. Please keep in mind I'm relationship illiterate."
She wanted to give the wolfboy friendly hug, but had a feeling this was not the time. Somewhat embarassed with all the attention, she began to fidgit with one of Sean's flippers. "I... I really don't know what to say. I've never dealt with this sort of thing to the nth degree."
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Posted: Tue Sep 27, 2005 6:45 pm
Ambrose swallowed and nodded, his hands seeking out something to fidget with as well.
He wasn't exactly well versed in this... he had been on dates before, but other than his four year relationship with Angelina, he hadn't had much more expierience in this whole thing recently. Especially not dealing with feelings of liking someone who liked somoene else, and feeling rather guilty about harboring those feelings to begin with.
He flicked his attention momentarily to the Dude, warily, hoping not to get a flipper-fist to the face.
"So... ah... well... I'm glad that you understand... I think." So she hadn't known then? He had thought he was being pretty obvious, but he wasn't going to hold that against her.
"I guess.... I guess what I'm trying to say..." He took a deep breath. "I want you to be happy. I...well... I didn't realize precisely how close you two were until the beach party. I... well... I think you're great. For all the reasons I stated the other day and more."
He looked to the Dude. "And you're a great friend."
He sighed. "I think... I don't know, Maybe I'm feeling rather confused. I... I really miss Angelina... I miss having some one to hold, and someone to hold me. I feel guilty even considering looking in new places, but at the same time I'm so used to her being there that It's hard dealing with things without having someone... like her... there.... and... well... It's just such a damn frustrating and unique situation. We didn't break up, there was no closure... "
He shook his head, realizing he was rambling. "I guess... I mean... this just says it's not time yet. Maybe that's what fate's trying to say."
He looked to them again, hoping that half of his rambling made sense.
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Posted: Tue Sep 27, 2005 6:52 pm
The Dude totally forgot the sunrise at this moment. He let go of Greer and looked at her, then looked at Ambrose, still way perplexed: "You guys had a thing BEFORE the party? I thought you only kissed during it ... "
It was strange how he didn't seem to be mad about it yet. More perplexed. Of all people on the island, Ambrose was the very last one on his list of guys chasing tail. Didn't he profess his undying love for Angelina only a week ago? Almost got into a fight about it, too, when the Dude had suggested moving on.
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Posted: Tue Sep 27, 2005 6:56 pm
"What? No!" Greer shook her head furiously, clutching at his hand. "No, nothing happened. Ambrose just... well... tried to tell me he liked me the day after we kissed on the beach and I was an utter moron and completely missed it."
She winced, realizing how that had sounded. Damn it, she was so bad at this stuff! "I mean, crap. Ambrose, I'm not insulting you, really..."
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