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 Posted: Wed Oct 12, 2005 5:33 pm
Amaya gave a small laugh and nodded. "I'll be sure to track you down and maybe I might get enough courage to actually ask Moreau sometime." She was openly honest about her fear of the doctor, why wouldn't she be? Most of the people on the island hated him or feared him anyway... her feelings of him were a mix of both.
"Bye Ambrose, thanks for the lessons!" The young girl waved as he walked off in the opposite direction. She would pay her respects to her parents for the day and then head off to grab a bite to eat.
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Posted: Sun Oct 16, 2005 1:06 pm
New RP
Awen shook slightly as she came down the trail to the beach. Long before she saw the bright sand Awen could hear the waves and smell the salt. By the time she was able to see water she was a wreck.
"I can do this, I can do this, I have to do this." Awen kept muttering to herself.
She movements were very mechanicle, one foot stiffly infront of the other. She didn't look around only ahead. Any natural rhythm she would have walking normally was completely lost. Her shoe touched the sand finally and Awen thought she was going to start crying.
Just... be strong, tough like Lauren. Awen grinned nervously, or brave like starfish.
She hadn't seen that funny girl after she left the cafe the first day Awen arrived. She wondered where she kept herself all that time. She had been meaning to apologise to her and that Pyroth guy but she hadn't found them.
Right, Awen thought, Good, just focus on that don't think about the water.
But she still shook and eventually tears were starting to fall down her cheeks. She stopped halfwayd down the beach and just stood there, half with determination half paralized with fear and looked out onto the vast amounts of water before her.
...She wanted her mommy...
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Posted: Sun Oct 16, 2005 1:16 pm
Running had suddenly become somthing she loved to do, it was great, streaking from her porch the wind whipping her long jet black hair around her face. Bunny had been left behind today, she was going to the beach, she wanted to go in to the water, to try and catch the fishies, to splash and maybe go on a small critter search!
The line of trees that hid the beach from view quickly swam in to her line of sight, but she was feeling tired, her legs ached the mucles tenced and she forced herself to slow, she even panted for a second, taking the last few meters at a slow walk. She didn't even notice Awen struggling to get on the beach she simply walked over and flumped in to the water with a giggle and a rather large splash, the surf lifted her hair, moving it away from her body, showing the long scars down her back, interupting, for the moment, the spots that had started to form there. Unfortunately for awen it had slipped colche's mind that she was supposed to wear a bathing suit, sos he sat in the water butt naked simply ensconced by the seas hypnotic waves.
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Posted: Sun Oct 16, 2005 1:23 pm
Awen blinked as a very naked Colche sped by. The surprise momentarily covered her fear. Which was good, in a way. Awen was so surprised with the girl it took awhile to register the scars on her back, but still questions didn't form.
"Colche!?" She blurted in surprise.
This may not be a real therapy clinic like Awen had though but she honestly thought there was something wrong with that girl. She was naked for crying out loud! What if someone else saw her, one of the guys on the island or something! Awen admittingly isn't the most modest person in the world but she still had tons to spare for Colche. Taking this thought in her mind firmly she ignored where she was forcing the thought of water being there out of her mind.
Awen rushed forward to the waters edge, staying just away from the waves that were lapping the shore. "Colche what are you doing out here like that?" She didn't have a scolding tone in her voice, but more concerned than anything for the girl.
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Posted: Sun Oct 16, 2005 1:32 pm
Colche turned slowly before shuffling around in the water, letting the water lap up her back instead. She smiled lightly, that smile never touching her cool, deep blue gaze "Awen" she said simply tilting her head in a curious manner, it was a rather cat like reflex, she did it alot of late. A little giggle escaped her "beach nice" she said simply her huge innocent blue eyes simply oblivious of the look in Awens eyes. Colche really didn't understand the idea of cloathes, though occasionally she did think about it and put them on but when she could get away with it she was quite happy to walk around naked. She had always been naked.
Licking her lips her eyes drifted to the girls blue hair and she couldn't help but comment on it "hair" she said pointing at the shocking blue flock of hair that awen posessed. Still she sat thewre completely oblivious to why awen was so shocked. if awen looked closely at her though heald scars litterd her body arms and neck line, her face was pretty clear of them but she had a large one on her neck down to her chest. "water awen?" Colche questioned, hoping Awen would join her in the water, it was a fun place to play.
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Posted: Sun Oct 16, 2005 1:38 pm
Awen looked at Colche who was sitting in the water before her. She expression softened to a soft of mix of sad and happy. She felt sad for this girl and her ignorance and all of her scars but she was happy to actually see someone so innocent in the world.
Awen wondered what Colche's life had been like before she came to the island. She looked across the healed gash on her neck that trailed down her chest and suspected it hadn't been very good. Maybe Lauren was right when she said the Doctor really did want to help people.
She shook her head a little bit to her question. "No water for Awen." She said softly. She may be able for the moment to stand the sight and smell of water but she knew that if she touched it she would be dashing back to her duplex. "Awen is afraid of water." She explained.
Awen was caught she didn't know what to do about Colche. How could she get the girl to go back and put some clothes on, without destroying that pure innocence. Maybe it was okay for now...but Awen could keep watch and make sure the guys of the island...if there were any more guys than Pyroth the Doc and that Dude guy Lauren talked about on the island anyway... wouldn't bother Colche.
Yeah that could keep her mind of the water.
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Posted: Sun Oct 16, 2005 1:52 pm
Colche tilted her head again her brow furrowing "fraid water?" Colche looked exceedingly thoughtful at this and bit her tongue "Colche not..fraid light now" The phrase was broken and stutterd and said in a childish manner but her lips set in a determined line and she nodded an affirmative. She licks her lips "Water, Light nice island" Colche was far from stupid she had some of the words she needed to link these phrases together though they sounded broken and questioning most of the time, she hoped she was saying the right thing. Smiling again, the smile never touching her eyes she sat happily in the water, she was going to turn around and play with the fishes but Awen looked like she needed to speak with her so she stayed her possition simply enjoying the kiss of the waves on ehr hair and butt.
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Posted: Sun Oct 16, 2005 1:58 pm
"Yes afraid of water." She confirmed. "Nice island..." She sighed and didn't know what to do. The more Awen saw the water the more her panic was rising. She glanced from side to side along the beach and licked her lips nervously. She looked over her shoulder only to secure that she had an escape route. The only safe path was back.
"Colche was...afraid of light?" She asked softly. "Why is Colche not afraid now?"
Maybe this girl could help Awen conqur her fear. If Colche could get over a fear maybe Awen could too. But she was starting to sweat, and not from the heat.
Taking a step back from the water Awen's body almost instinctively ran away, but she was determined. She would not run, not when someone was right there. She would stay and if she had to she would walk. She would not run she would not give in.
Awen closed her eyes a took a deep breath trying to calm herself but all she could taste and smell was the water. She grimaced and her eyes shot open. Steady....steady.... Just focus.
She tried to smile again just waiting for Colche's answer.
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Posted: Sun Oct 16, 2005 2:08 pm
Colche looked thoughtful, it took her a moment to take in what Awen had said, getting past the fact that she had only been spoken to, when neede, before she came to the island made any language hard for her todestinguish. She bit her tongue "Light, men, work. Island, men nice, furry, nice, no work, Aubrey say, no work" She nodded an affirmative, she had possibly managed this phrase a half a dozen times since coming to the island, to people around her whom seemed to curious about her or spent enough time with her. She could little say any thing else about why she was frightend of the light before. Though she could remember her past vividly and her dreams were often haunted by huge men and the black cold wall, the island had none of these things so her fear had quickly melted leaving only this purely innocent little girl who understood little.
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Posted: Sun Oct 16, 2005 2:16 pm
Awen heart sunk a little bit. What Colche said hadn't really helped her at all. She understood it well enough thought she didn't care to guess at what kind of "work" Colche had meant. Though even without trying she was sure enough she at least had a vague idea.
She supposed life could be worse. There were worse things than water after all. Colche overcame something worse, but... Awen's fear was just as real. Phobias always were quite illogical anyway. Not at first, the causes might make sense but eventually they become illogical and useless.
Knowing this one would think Awen would be able to get over it easily. One would be definately wrong.
"Colche do you want to... go someplace else?" She offered nervously. Maybe if she could get Colche to go somewhere it wouldn't be so bad. It's not like she was forcing her to or anything...
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Posted: Sun Oct 16, 2005 2:25 pm
"Hmm" Colche looked thoughtful "Awen food?" she smiled lightly standing up the water dripping from her slender from and plopping from her long bklack hair "Food nice" She gave a gantle puur, perhaps some how she had realised that Awen was frightend of the water, or maybe not, perhaps herbelly told her it was lunch time and desired chocolate cake...Either way she gave Awen one of those cool eyed smiled and totters off up the beach. She paused, she had never been to the canteen without cloathes before. She shrugged and started to walk again, food was far more important than cloathes.
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Posted: Sun Oct 16, 2005 2:31 pm
She sprinted off after Colche. "Yes food is good!" She said and grinned happily to be leaving the waterside. "But clothes Colche! You need to get dressed!"
she worried more about any men that happened to be on the island besides those she knew. She actually even worried about thsoe she knew to be honest.
She didn;'t know how to tell her why to wear clothes but she just said the first decent excuse she could think of. "No clothes no food!" She blurted out remembering the old "no shirt no shoes no service" signs. "They won't let you eat if you don't have clothes!"
Yeah that'll do!
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Posted: Sun Oct 16, 2005 2:34 pm
Colche Pouted and humphs, giving a little nod she keeps walking, they would have to go past the cafeteria to get to her duplex any ways maybe awen would change her mind.
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Posted: Wed Oct 19, 2005 1:01 pm
---New RP---
Amaya lay on the beach, her arms folded behind her head and a large pair of headphones setting over her ears. Vertigo blasted from the speakers and her head nodded to the beat. Her eyes remained closed to sheild from the harsh rays of the sun as it heated her scales. For the most part she was compleyely oblivious to her surroundings.
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