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 Posted: Wed Aug 31, 2005 9:37 pm
"Great. Wonderful" Ambrose said, his voice clipped and barely containing the fury.
"But what about the ******** TAIL!" He hated to admit it - he had barely even glimpsed it himself; he didn't want to to be honest. But it made for effect in his conversation and, he hoped, would drive the point in.
If she continued the oblivious act at this point, then he knew he was screwed. It was intentional.
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Posted: Wed Aug 31, 2005 9:39 pm
"A TAIL, huh? Oh MY that''s interesting..." she giggled into the phone. "did you hear that, baby? He has a tail!" she said to whoever was there with her.
"Look, Mister Ambrose, I really don''t know what to tell you. This is actually quite facinating. You''re contributing a lot to science here, you know!"
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Posted: Wed Aug 31, 2005 9:43 pm
"GYARRH!!" He loosed his frustration in an amorphous growling expletive.
He just told her that he had a tail and she was FLIRTING with someone? Moreau from the sounds of it earlier.
He was red in the face, and he felt the anger seething in him. He wanted to rip something to pieces, cause much PAIN to these individuals. Swallowing and taking a few breaths. Those thoughts weren't like him. Weren't like him at all.
Realizing just how SCREWED of a situation he was in, and that talking wasn't doing much. "Contribution to science, eh?" The growl was back in his throat. "Bloody wonderful of you TELLING me about all of this beforehand! I have a LIFE. I can't BE like this!"
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Posted: Wed Aug 31, 2005 9:49 pm
Aubrey really didn't want to deal with Ambrose at the moment. No offence to the poor guy, but she really, really wanted to be focused on Moreau right now. "I'm sorry Mister Ambrose, but you have clearly signed papers that say these unexpected side effects may occur. Now I assure you, we're take care of you. Pay for your doctors... or sugerical hair removal if, y aknow, it comes to that. Please try to calm down, and if you feel like talking when you're more rational, okay? Sleep well, Mister Ambrose."
With that, she clicked off the radio and turned her attention fully on Moreau. "You have issues, my good doctor...." she gave him an affectionate smile.
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Posted: Wed Aug 31, 2005 9:52 pm
Moreau smiled as Aubrey hung up. "You did wonderful my dear..." he grinned as the table no longer became a place for dishes. All the while their backs to the screen showing Ambrose's reactions to just having been... pardon the phrase and the irony.
Royally ********>
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Posted: Wed Aug 31, 2005 9:54 pm
((Ambrose's RP moves to his Journal, Page 8 ))
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Posted: Thu Sep 01, 2005 12:19 am
[Private RP posted in AIM that follows the events in the previous posts and coincides (mostly) with Ambrose and The Dude's RP on page 8 of Ambrose's Journal.]Aubrey Lockheart Aubrey did the best to catch her breath as realtity started to come back to her. She wrapped her arms around Moreau and snuggled close to him, looking over his shoulder to the screen behind him. Ambrose looked absolutely miserable. A frown pulled at her mouth. "You know I probably could have handeled that a bit better..." Doctor Moreau "It's okay love... it was bound to happen sooner or later. You realize most of them will be unable to grasp the contribution they are making to science... simple minded peons that they are. Not like you and I..." Moreau kissed Aubrey softley again. Aubrey Lockheart Aubrey returned the kiss happily, running her fingers through his red hair. "I know they're making a big contribution. I just don't think they realize it yet. Still think we could be a tad more.... uh, sympathetic to their concerns is all. Me at least. You know, I have a heart and all," she teased. Doctor Moreau "Are you saying I don't? I know I have a heart where your concerned." Moreau tried not to mention it was one he really didn't REALIZE he had till last night. "Besides, I'll care for them for free for the rest of their natural lives. Thus far I've also provided them with whatever they want. No one else would make that kind of offer! I think I've done my part." Aubrey Lockheart Aubrey's safe softened and she nibbled on her bottom lip happily. "Do you now? Really?" The concerned for the subjects was suddenly dropped. She was utterly enamoured with this new side of Moreau she seemed to have unlocked. It was a bit of a puzzle. Did he really just recently relized how he felt? Aubrey wasn't sure, and she felt awkard asking. But the good doctor did seem a lot more affectionate today than the night before. Not that hadn't been absolutely wonderful, but deep in her heart she feared affection for her wasn't the point he was trying to make. Doctor Moreau "Yes, I do... I got scared of loosing you to that beach bum. At first I was just angry and wanted you back but then... something happened. I don't know I wasn't planning it or expecting it." Moreau turned away a bit. "I've always been able to keep my research first... I've avoided anything like this for that reason." Aubrey Lockheart Aubrey sat up and adjusted her dress. She ran a hand through her hair and watched Ambrose ideally from the screen, her legs swinging lazily off the side of the table. "He's fun, you know. And I mean, I really didn't mean to come off like.. like that. Nothing could ever make me unloyal to you. Or the project. You will always be number one in my life, Nicholas." Aubrey caught her mistake but didn't correct herself this time, watching to see what he said. She reached up to brush the hair away from his face. "I just didn't think you were interested in.. ya know.. anything more than a professional relationship I guess." Doctor Moreau "Nicholas is okay..." Moreau smiled. "I didn't think I was either. But when I saw you with him I just... got so jelous." Moreau sighed then changed the subject a bit. "I'm glad your willing to put the research where it belongs. I don't mean to come off as if I don't care" Moreau stroked Aubrey's pretty brown locks. "I do, I just, don't want to be distracted either. This is my life's work Aubrey. Aubrey Lockheart "I know, Doctor!" She nuzzled into his hand. "Its become mine, too. I mean, I just up and walked away from everything to be here. And I don't regret it." She looked back to the screen and frowned again. "I didn't know Mister Ambrose had a lover..." Doctor Moreau "Good, I don't think things can be like this between us in a professional situation. I don't know if I can work if I keep just thinking about you. We'll have to be, professionals." Moreau looked back at the screens that Aubrey was mentioning. "Hmmm, unfortunete, I mean... there is nothing that can be done now that he is here of course." Moreau was odviously a bit distracted by Aubrey. Aubrey Lockheart "I suggest..." she said teasingly, wrapping her arms around his waist. "if you want us to be professionals then next time I'm trying to have a phone conversation you don't distract me so much." She poked him in the ribs. She was obviously in a very good mood. Looking back to the screen, she shrugged. "he's young... perhaps I should do some kind of mixer or something.. .try to get some romance blossoming here. You know, Mister Ambrose and that bug lady... they are both into fencing." Doctor Moreau "Do you really think they are going to respond like that considering what is happening. You realize what has happened to Subject 02 is going to happen to the rest of them." Moreau looked a little irrate. "Those poor minded fools tchristensen81: have no idea what a great experiment they'll be taking part in." Aubrey Lockheart Aubrey shurgged. "Probably not right now.. but eventually ... don't you think? I mean.. if they're going to be here their whole life?" Aubrey's smiled widen and she got a dreamy look in her eye. "Ya know, I dunno. Hey - you think one day we might be able to even tell if the gene theropy affacts the reproductive system?? Can you see it, NicK? Little babies!" Aubrey was an incurable romantic. Doctor Moreau "There should be enough human in them for it... theoretically for them to crossbreed. Then you have the dominent and recessive genes kicking in for the different species. I don't know for sure, it's very possible that it would be rare but possible." makes a mental note to not provide... protection. Aubrey Lockheart Aubrey cuddled up next to Moreau. "I wonder if any of the female suject's ovum have been affected? Sperm obviously would be because males are constantly making more... Wow, I'd love to take a look at some samples. Though something tells me Mister Ambrose won't be willingly offering up a sperm sample anytime soon." She gave a distrubed expression and looked him over in the screen. The Dude was there now. She frowned again, and found herself hoping for some reason Ambrose didn't tell him about what he probably heard on the intercom. Doctor Moreau Moreau cuddled back. "Speaking of cute things, I think you'd look very cute if we put you back on your own serum. I found that... very attractive." Moreau said that close to her ear and nibbled her neck. "If you want a sample of his sperm we'll procure it. It might be interesting to put you in charge of figuring out if it's possible and how rare it would be. Of course this would be in addition to your existing workload." Moreau kept his hands wrapped tightly around her. "Of course... we should have the Dude neutered." Moreau said in a way that made it hard to tell if he was joking, or serious. Aubrey Lockheart "Oh, you thought it was cute, huh?" She nuzzled his neck. "You know I wouldn't mind. I'd do anything for you." She shrugged. "I would be interested, but maybe it would be best to wait until 100%. I think you're right about it not being an issue for at least a long while." She looked at the Dude. " You're cute when you're jeaous." Doctor Moreau "Am I? Well I certainly don't like it much. I like having you here, not being jelous. I was so angry last night it all sort of washed over me." Moreau looked a bit sad. "But that doesn't change the fact that he is a useless peice of beach trash. Atleast as part of my experiment he'll be doing the world some good." Moreau gave a stern look at the Dude on the monitor. "Of course, I guess in a way, I owe him for making me so angry..." Moreau leaned foward and gave Aubrey a passionate kiss. After a moment he broke lips with her. "Of course you realize, it'll be Dr. Moreau when we are acting professionally in front of your assistants." Aubrey Lockheart She didn't argue with him about Dude. She liked him, so she didn't push it. Moreau was stubborn, and she knew that. Aubrey rolled her eyes at Moreau's concern over his image. "Of course, Doctor Moreau. Strictly business!" Doctor Moreau "I like... business." Moreau said as he started making out with Aubrey and leading her back towards the bedroom they'd be sharing. Atleast until Moreau said otherwise he suspected.
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Posted: Thu Sep 01, 2005 8:25 pm
Sabin had been up at the montiers all night. Occasionally, his eyes would flick back to the blank screen # 84. Still blank. Curiousity was relaly begining to mix with worry there. Despite how interseting of a diversion Ambrose's transformation had been (VERY interesting indeed) but... after Moreau's ANGER the night before, he wondered if Aubrey was going to be a new subject on the Island ...
Finally, radio-ing one of the peon lab assistants, he grabbed his coat and headed to the high-security elevater which opened soundlessly for him. "The Mansion" Sabin said simply, as it began to lift
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Sabin Duvert Vice Captain
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Posted: Thu Sep 01, 2005 8:29 pm
Moreau laid in bed beside Aubrey, his arm behind her head. He was comfortable but his lack of work the last couple of days was starting to bother him. Still, he had developed many initial serums and wasn't exactly as busy as he had been previously. Moreau saw a screen in his room turn on along with a light. He saw on the screen Sabin in the elevator comming to the mansion. "Aubrey," he said "put on your clothes we have company."
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Posted: Thu Sep 01, 2005 8:31 pm
Aubrey pouted and glared at the screen. "Yes, sir," she said, kissing him quickly before finding her discarded dress. She slipped it on, then went into his bathroom to try and tame her hair at least to not make it TOO obvious what had been going on.
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Sabin Duvert Vice Captain
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Posted: Thu Sep 01, 2005 8:34 pm
The door slid open and Sabin stepped out into the expansive hardwood floor, looking around - looking, listening and sniffing for any sign of a sign of a struggle: be it a broken vase, raised voices, or blood.
However, none of these were readily apparent, of course there were maids....
"Helloo..." He called out, his voice echoing down the corridors.
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Posted: Thu Sep 01, 2005 8:43 pm
Moreau walked out of the room upstairs and looked down at Sabin who just arrived in the room. The long staircase that went up to the second floor where Moreau's bedroom. The staircase itself was lined with velvet.
He was wearing a white sweater and looked rather... relaxed. "Hello Sabin, what can I do for you?"
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Posted: Thu Sep 01, 2005 8:46 pm
Aubrey followed the doctor out, staying a few steps behind, however. She was wearing a slightly crumbled looking red formal dress, yet her hair was pulled hastily back in a ponytial. She was also not wearing her glasses, and, though it was obvious she was trying to hide it, she had an enormous grin plastered on her face.
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Posted: Thu Sep 01, 2005 8:48 pm
Sabin's eyebrows crawled up into his hairline as he saw them. The doctor's cool demeanor and Aubrey's hardly-contained giddiness... Apparently, what had happened last night was NOT at all what Sabin had expected.
"Well.... I ... hrrmm" Sabin began eloquently. Shaking his head and chuckling he started over. "And here I thought you were upset" He grinned at Moreau and winked at him. "You sly devil."
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Sabin Duvert Vice Captain
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Posted: Thu Sep 01, 2005 8:52 pm
"Upset? Sabin I have complete control of myself at all times, you know that." Moreau was not willing to look bad in front of Aubrey or even admit to Sabin atleast how angry he'd been. He pulled out his pipe and lit it and put his arm around Aubrey and began to lead her downstairs.
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