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Pyroth Ignatius

PostPosted: Wed Oct 19, 2005 1:08 pm


Pyroth had come out of his duplex for a walk, feeling that the plain walls had pressed in on him long enough. His instincts could do him no harm out here, he reckoned, being awake and all. As if running on instinct, he headed to the beach, the place where he and Colche had spent many a contented hour whiling away the time that seemed endless here.

He raised a brow as he spotted Amaya not too far away, but didn't approach straight away, she seemed quite content. Instead he settled down just above the high tide line, setting out his beach towel to sit on, glad to get his bare feet (they were always bare these days thanks to the claws) off the scalding sands.
PostPosted: Wed Oct 19, 2005 1:13 pm


Ambrose was feeling quite well the next day, almost walking on euphoria. The scene playing over and over in his mind of the conversation with Emelyn the night before. THe conversation, her understanding, the ease that he had found himself talking with her. She had even somehow conveyed a great deal of the gravity of the situation to Ambrose - but even her bluntness didn't seem quite so heavy as it had been when he was dealing with the concepts himself.

However, he had not completely lost his head. There was still the niggling feeling he couldn't shake- the guilt he felt about starting to actually see someone - even if it was just a date... "just a date". He had dated other women before Angelina.... taken them to movies, to dinner, even to dances. None of them had ever felt as meaningful as Angelina. Then again, he had never been able to really TALK to any woman like he did until he met Angelina.... and Emelyn could listen as well.... She was bright, friendly, and thoughtful. She wasn't afraid to put her thoughts to words, or to provide an ear for him to be honest to. And he had felt a click with her... something was right.... right? But that same bothering feeling also wouldn't let him forget that part of that initial curiousity about her might very well be due to her familiar appearance.... an appearance that might automatically lead him to feel more comfortable around her. Sometimes, Ambrose wanted to tell that little voice to shut up, but that generally served to make him feel more guilty. He DID love Angelina... and he didn't want to lose her..... but as Emelyn said... he had to accept that there was no way Moreau would let him off the Island... even IF he didn't change any further - which was seeming more and more unlikely ever sence he saw Greer.

He sighed, putting his hands in the pockets of his short khakis as he found himself wandering from the cafeteria out towards one of his favorite spots on the Island - the beach, bringing along his fencing equipment, just in case he felt up for it.

HE would see where things led him... he didn't believe in fate - He had cte on taking his future into his own hands.... regardless of the fact that it led him here - out of control of his life once again.

Hope... hope was such a delicate subject. Fate, belief in onesself, the conversation was spinning in his head.

But he would not stop fencing -he loved it. And maybe, someday, it could still pay off. But he didn't need someone else to tell him he was good. Really.

He sighed, looking across the sandy beach - and saw that two figures were there already - Amaya once again - apparently listening to her music again, and Pyroth - the other canine-person who he hadn't seen in some time.

He raised a hand in a wave and walked over towards Amaya to see what she had been up to, and if she had been practicing, eager to get his mind off heavier things.

Ambrose Maurlias
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Amaya Vaughan

PostPosted: Wed Oct 19, 2005 1:22 pm


Catching the glimpse of a figure approaching from the corner of her eye she blinked and turned her head to see both Ambrose AND Pyroth. Oh god, how long had Pyroth been there? How rude of her! Sitting up, she pushed her headphones back around her neck and reached into her bookbag to click the tiny contraption off. "Hi Ambrose, heya Pyroth." She smiled somewhat nervously, remembering the tiny explosion in the cafeteria. The guy had every right to be upset though. Amaya stood and brushed the sand off her baggy red pants and hoodie.
PostPosted: Wed Oct 19, 2005 1:29 pm


Pyroth spotted Ambrose as soon as he stepped onto the beach, probably thanks to a combination of his slightly more attuned senses of late and his training prior to the island. He returned the blonde man's wave with a nod of greeting. As Amaya sat up, he grinned faintly, it would be nice if he could relax enough to zone out like that, but he had always been too damn tense. In fact he was even beginning to miss Khan somewhat, his old tattooing partner used to make himself a small fortune for his skills in aromatherapy and massage too.

"Hello again." he replied his expression still warm. It was too pleasant a day to be truly down, he reckoned. In fact, if he were younger, he'd probably go for a jog. In fact, toss the younger part to hell, perhaps he'd go for a jog later regardless of his perceived health.

Pyroth Ignatius


Ambrose Maurlias
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PostPosted: Wed Oct 19, 2005 1:32 pm


"Hi Amaya, Hi Pyroth!" Ambrose said with a smile as he approached the two.

"I haven't seen you in some time, Pyroth. Have you been doing alirght?" He smiled, glad to see that he hadn't changed any more yet either.

"And Amaya - how about yourself" He grined "Practicing your footwork?"
PostPosted: Wed Oct 19, 2005 1:40 pm


Amaya stretched and walked towards the two, smiling. She looked to Pyroth, wondering how he was fairing as well. After that whole cafeteria thing she had tried to seek him out just to see that he was alright but had failed. It was a nice coincidence that he had run into her instead of the other way around.

"Yeah! I'm getting a lot better too!" She lit up at the mention of fencing. It was one of the few things these days that kept her mind focused and free from wandering off into darker subjects.

Amaya Vaughan


Pyroth Ignatius

PostPosted: Wed Oct 19, 2005 1:49 pm


"It has been a while, hasn't it?" Pyroth nodded to Ambrose "Me? I've been okay, my moods have been very erratic though, you know it's bad when you notice it yourself." his mood was a bit brighter today though and though he spoke of the onset of the animalistic features, he wasn't too dire about it.
"If I catch that Doctor, I'm dragging him up to his own lab and giving him a forcible taste of his own medicine, see how he likes becoming a greedy pig."

Pyroth was still mad about the dramatic increase in his hunger, always a bit of a drama merchant, his weight had been one of his prime concerns back home, here however he was eating unhealthily and he was eating a LOT.

"I didn't even like roast beef till I came here." that comment even earned an exasperated grin from him, he was out of angst, only humour remained.

He raised a brow at Ambrose and then Amaya as they spoke of something concerning footwork, he didn't really know enough to comment so opted to listen.
PostPosted: Wed Oct 19, 2005 2:02 pm


((Rawr - sorry, I was typing and my laptop went crazy and opened up a dozen windows or so and ... yeah))

Ambrose smiled to Amaya. "That's wonderful! We'll have to put that to the test - and maybe, if you're ready I can teach you something new" He grinned, patting her on the shoulder before turning apologetically to Pyroth.

"I'm sorry, Pyroth - it must sound like we're speaking another language. I've started to teach Amaya how to fence." He smiled proudly. IT felt good - especially seeing the outright enthusiasm in Amaya's eyes - he was really doing something helpful to her here. She was a wonderful person and didn't deserve to be here - no one did, but she was going out of her way to help others while she was here. "And unfortunately I know how you feel.... I've been getting better I Think since it's been a while since I changed. Or maybe I'm just becoming accustomed to it." He winced. "I never had a problem with meat before... but that seems to be what I'm craving above all else now." He admitted. "And in much greater quantities." He snorted. "I think Moreau would definately deserve that."

Ambrose Maurlias
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Amaya Vaughan

PostPosted: Wed Oct 19, 2005 2:09 pm


"Tell me about it." Her expression faultered. "I'm not normally one for revenge but, man it'd be funny to give that doctor a shot of his own." A shiver went up her spine at the thought of needles, now the fear having been increased ten-fold. "And before I came here I could barely stomach a salad and now that's all I can eat." She gave a hoarse laugh and her shoulders slumped slightly.

Upon hearing that something new might be in store for her next lesson she gave a sharp-toothed grin. "Yay!" When Amaya had a hobby to preoccupie herself with it was like she was a kid in a candy store.
PostPosted: Wed Oct 19, 2005 2:14 pm


Fencing? Pyroth admired the sport but had never gotten involved, any blades in his hands were for killing and little else. He didn't quite understand the art of the thrust and parry, the delicate slashes of the blade, none of that. He could kill a man with a regular dinner knife but couldn't deflect a blow for the life of him. It was odd how far away the world he had left behind seemed now, here on the island. He was glad to see the back of it.

"Ah! Fencing, it's a difficult skill to master isn't it?"

He said nothing more about the changes but did feel a bit of worry nestle it's way into his gut, other islanders were getting better? Why was he getting worse?

It didn't bear thinking about here and now so he pushed it aside.

"I'd think that if it ever came to that, we would have to have a vote to see what animal he deserved. And salad? That's not too bad, used to like it actually, it kept me slim."

Slim in Pyroth's terms generally meant "almost terminally underweight"

Pyroth Ignatius


Ambrose Maurlias
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PostPosted: Wed Oct 19, 2005 2:21 pm


Ambrose raised an eyebrow at Pyroth's protruding ribs, and began to wonder if he might be anorexic. "You really should eat... despite my increased appetite I have really not gained any extra weight. I think my metabolism has been going through the roof in dealing with all of these changes." He admitted. "I've always been athletic, but my body's never demanded quite this much food before. I'm glad it's not just me."

"And fencing can be difficult to master... but not that difficult to learn the basics. Once you start competing, though, the opponents you face increase dramitically in skill in the higher eschelons that you get. There's a BIG difference between regionals and nationals, let me tell you." He smiled, but the smile faltered a bit as he kicked at the sand, reminding himself of something he wouldn't be able to go back to that he hadn't quite told them before. "I was hoping to make it to the Olympics in the next few years.... I was training pretty hard for it, actually." He said more quietly.

"But!" He said, trying to give it a positive spin. "That would make me an adequate teacher, I'd think." He forced a smile to the two of them. "You're welcome to join in on the lessons if you'd like, Pyroth." He nodded to Amaya. "I've been teaching her the footwork. About to see what she's been working on since our last instruction."
PostPosted: Wed Oct 19, 2005 2:30 pm


Slim? Jeeze, the guy was a skeleton. Amaya opened her mouth to point out how he should eat more but figured it would get them nowhere and said something else. "Yeah, I just never liked salad before and as for an animal?" She paused to think before grinning manically. "A slug! Or a worm! Ewwww!" She stuck out her large tounge on reflex but quickly put it back in her mouth once she realized what she was doing.

Her smile faultered and she looked at Ambrose. Man, he wanted to go to the Olympics? What a dream to be crushed. Noteing the quickl subject change, she went along with it since it seemed as though he didn't want to dwell on it. "Yeah! It'd be fun to have another person to learn with."

Amaya Vaughan


Pyroth Ignatius

PostPosted: Wed Oct 19, 2005 2:41 pm


Pyroth nodded, that was good news at least, he had spent quite a lot of time agonising over wether or not he would get fat from his binge eating. Pyroth had problems with his weight when it came down to it, but would never face up to it. "I probably should eat a little, if my metabolism's gone up, it won't make that much of a difference." So no more starving himself for days to make up for the days he did eat, it seemed.

"It always looked appealing to me." he nodded. Though it would have been more interesting if proper injuries were the norm. Injuries gave it an edge. "Wow, you were almost olympic class? No wonder you can teach. The best I could do was tattoo." And kill..he was always good at that, not that it was a very demanding skill, it had just always been there since he was young.

"Me, learn? Nah I'd mess up horribly, teaching me new tricks is hard work, I have a tendency to stick to what I'm good at, when it comes to sharp objects, I have a lack of tact all my own."

Pyroth found Amaya's minor reflex slightly amusing, the same way he was beginning to see the funny side of his ear reflexes. "I've had my share of temptations with the native wildlife, wouldn't be caught dead sinking to that level " That was a little white lie, he had hunted once, but it was while half awake, and, he convinced himself, probably a vivid dream.

"I could try to learn but trust me, It would just be comedy relief."

((Sorry slow post ;__ wink )
PostPosted: Wed Oct 19, 2005 2:48 pm


Ambrose shrugged. "You're more than welcome if you like, Pyroth. Everyone can be a little unsure of themselves to begin with. Besides, they say that the expression 'you can't teach an old dog new tricks' is a dirty lie." His smile faltered as he realized that that expression might not have been in the best of tastes. "I'm sorry, Pyroth... I didn't mean anything by that.."

"But yes - Eat, man! You need it!" He glanced at Pyroth's tatoos. "And it looks like you were quite skilled. I hear that that takes a confident, steady hand."

He turned back to Amaya with a grin. "Ready to show off what you've learned?"

He dropped into the en-guarde position in front of her "Show Pyroth he doesn't know what he's missing." He gave Pyroth a quick wink. "Once again - I advance, you retreat, I retreat, you advance" He smiled, and began the drill.

Ambrose Maurlias
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Amaya Vaughan

PostPosted: Wed Oct 19, 2005 2:52 pm


She couldn't help but laugh a little bit. "Awww, oh well." Green eyes looked at the tattoos on Pyroth and she looked at the with amazment for a few moments. "Wow, a tattoo artist? That's neat!" Amaya smiled but then her attention shifted back to Ambrose and she nodded, getting in stance and looking at her feet to force her heels onto the ground before the drill began.
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