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 Posted: Thu Aug 31, 2006 10:16 pm
"Ah... it wuh-was n-nothing... ah... nuh-nuh-nothing, really..." He floundered, mistaking her prayer for praise for himself. He gave a sudden squeak as his neck pouch worked on it's own again, suddenly inflating enourmously once again to emit a loud KRRKIT! Befor he could stop it. His heart was racing, his head dizzy... It couldn't have just been the hop over here- it was something more. Clumsily, he dove forward to try to serve them up, pretending the emerisingly loud croak was just an accident- which i twas, of course! He didn't know what had gotten into him!
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Posted: Thu Aug 31, 2006 10:34 pm
The fact she had said it aloud was a sort of praise to him... She'd been growing more accustomed to the American fasions that predominated on the island... Forgotten to say thanks in her head a few times even.
The croak had caught her off guard, but she ignored it... While she had no guess as to why he did them, nor did the gecko, it hardly mattered as long as he was okay... And since he was ignoring it, she would too. Simply smiling and letting him serve the meal. She drifted her eyes out to the ocean, flinching some at the sudden bright light and finding herself blinking more than she would have needed to before.
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Posted: Thu Aug 31, 2006 10:38 pm
Once he opened the baskett, he spotted his magotty boquet, lifting it out gingerly with an emabrassed look befor timidly offering it out to her with as charming a smile as he felt was possible on a puss like his. The human in him recognized the human in her, and the frog in him knew what to do when around potential females. Instinct kicked in, overpowering his sences as suddenly the croaking started and wouldn't stop. KrrKITKrrKITkrrKIT! it was a good six or seven times befor they stopped, his neck aching from stretching out so many times in a row. "Ah! Ah- I'm suh... I suuuh..." He swallowed, hands trembling.
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Posted: Thu Aug 31, 2006 10:46 pm
Turning her attention back to him, she blinked a few more times, taking the boquet that was offered to her. Click click... The gears turned some, peices started falling together. The bit with explaining why she wasn't with Thomas...
She was on a date.
She suddenlly felt incredibly self consious, with teh boquet in one hand the other brushing ove rher hair a few times. She certiantly hadn't been dressed up for a date... She would have worn something nicer, and done her hair better... And cleaned up her face. Breifly, the thought of 'what about Taro?' poped into her head. Only to be retaliated with What about him? He obviously didn't care for her... There was nothing stopping her from going on dates..
All thoughts were stopped as another ribbit emitted, and then another... and another... Her eyes widened as a mass of the strange noises started forth from the poor man, whom didn't eactly look happy about it.
She swallowed as it seemed to stop, "Are you alirght?" She seemed a tad worried... That certiantly wasn't normal.
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Posted: Thu Aug 31, 2006 10:51 pm
"Ah... ah... f-fine..." He squeaked weakly, his voice cracking as he cleared his throat. His sacks inflated again, though, as another series of croaks emerged forth, about six in a row. He could identify the gecko girl as a female, and the frog part of his brain wanted her to notice him, and could only do that in one way. By the time he had caught his breath from the second, a third mating call croaked forth befor he finally managed to purse his lips and hold it in. His eyes bugged out of his head as his throat inflated and stayed that way, his hands keeping his knees pointedly together to stop any horribly ill-timed embarassment from occuring.
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Posted: Thu Aug 31, 2006 10:59 pm
Her eyes seemed to widen further as more came.. and more... Her mind raced as she tried to think of how to help him stop whatever that was...
Well, she had noticed him, though not in the way the frog had probably wanted. She was more worried he was dieing from something. Maybe he was choking like the first time she had met him? No no.. he said he was fine...
Without much else she could do, she scooted foreward no more than an inch or so, frowning in concern. "Are you positive you are alright?"
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Posted: Thu Aug 31, 2006 11:01 pm
He nodded pointedly, still holding his breath as his neck sacks wavered with what they still had trapped inside. Just... don't... move.... He squeezed his kegs together tighter, his face paling slightly.
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Posted: Thu Aug 31, 2006 11:09 pm
She continued to frown, not quite beleiving him... He looked almost pained. But she wasn't one to try and push something. So she settled back, shifting the boquet carefully. She didn't want it to get harmed further than it had in Newt's panicing earlier. "Thankyou." she noted, shifting the boquet as she did so to bring notice to what she was thanking hin for. Something she'd been meaning to say before the frog-hiccups had started.
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Posted: Fri Sep 01, 2006 5:04 am
Finally, he had to let go of his breath in a long, wavering sigh, the color returning to his face, "Aah... ah..." He swallowed. The croaking seemed to have stopped for just then. He'd have to call the labs- he'd have to go find Aubrey! what if something was wrong with him? "It... it wuh-wasn't anything... anything spuh-spuh-special..." He managed, trembling slightly.
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Posted: Tue Sep 05, 2006 7:12 pm
She watched him intently, mentally fretting over his general well being and what could possibly be wrong... But she couldn't think of anything. She'd heard frogs make that noise... And he was a frog, but why now?
She quickly brushed those thoughts away into the closet in her mind, saving them among other things for later. For when she had time to think, unlike now in which she had been stuck in a fairly ongoing mass of chaos since Newton had arrived. She felt sorry for him for that... If he'd had so much trouble with her of all people just think how much trouble he must have had with everyone else... Again, thoughts for later.
She offered a hesitant reassuring smile as he seemed to lose the ribbits as fast as he had obtained them. Back to the date... "No, it is special..." She tried to reassure, god knows how long it had taken to make such a strange thing. And the thought he must have put into it...
Her thoughts began rushing again. it was amazing just how fast ones thoughts could change like that on such a simple little fact. One, did she actualyl like him that way? She wasn't sure yet... But then agian thats what dates were for weren't they? Learning about the person. But moreso was the strong thought of how she was behaiving... Was she being formal enough? Her mind was tracking over all of the things she shouldn't have done. All the impropor things... And she hadn't even refused to chose where they went! She should have at least protested that he should chose once.
She ended up staying silent other than the smile and her single sentance as her brain spun in circles... She felt her heart try and sink some as another thoguht continued from the path her mind was going. He must think of her as a horrible woman...
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Posted: Tue Sep 05, 2006 7:20 pm
He floundered, another croak forcing it's way up through his system, "Luh-like... like hic-hic-hiccups," He gave a nervious, lopsided smile befor returning his attention to their basket, "I... I re-re-remembered... you luh-liked pruh-pretending it wuh-was just nor-normal food and... um... so I m-made th-this one pie, b-be carefull, there's cen-centapedes inside I c-caught b-by the river and a whuh-whole slooth of m-my be-best beatles to muh-make the sandwiches- at least for the cruh-crunch, then there's wuh-worm suh-sausages and... ah... KrrrKIT! Oh, th-there it was again..."
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Posted: Tue Sep 05, 2006 9:32 pm
Her original thoughts became muddled as he spoke...It took most of her concentration to keep up with his english, due to the stutter and ever so slight accent. They continued to try and come back in a more subtle form, like was she sitting right? Or was the wind blowing her hair into a mess?
Thoughts still going, she gave a quick brush of her hair with her free hand. Smile tugging wider as she looked over the display of bug-foods made to look like real food... He acctually remembered that? Another action from the stuttering frog man that struck her as sweet. He seemed to be doing that alot... It ws very refreshing, especially after the earlier incident with Taro... That still made her heart clench.
"It looks wonderful..." she awed at the various recreations.. Though a little tattered from the earlier... whatever you call it, they were still reconizable as the foods they were supposed to be. The word sausages made her mind pop back to her first conversation with Alec...
Another "hiccup."
She smiled reassuringly again, hiccups were okay... Stupid things. She always got so embaressed when she got them. "Thankyou... You have worked hard..."
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Posted: Tue Sep 05, 2006 9:36 pm
Newt shifted, sitting back with his knees up around his shoulders as he fidgeted with his great, froggish feet, "KrrKIT! Ahh... puh-pardon... um... KrrKIT! I ah... aHEM... wuh-wanted to... to ch-chuh-cheer you up... er... had hoped to- krrKIT!"
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Posted: Tue Sep 05, 2006 10:02 pm
Poor guy and his frog hiccups... Did that mean normal frogs were having hiccups all thsi time? It was a fleeting thought as she moved to get the first bit of food, eager to dig in... However she made sure to do so slowly to try and earn her bit of respect back. She was a woman, an adult... She had to be much more formal than she had been. And no more crying. Though she was pleased to have had the urge dissapere some with the picnic Newton had brought.
After a polite pause, she took a small bite out of one of the sandwitches. It seemed like a good place to start as far as she knew. Chew slowly... Swalow. Say something nice. "Thankyou. It is good." She started, pausing awkwardly "And.. you did. Cheer me... That is." Another bite.
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