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 Posted: Fri Sep 02, 2005 1:27 pm
((Oh, that's cool. Cassidy is gona be joining us here, too, I think. We'll just take it slow. i think everyone's prety busy ^_^))
"Ah." - the Dude grunted depressed. "Animal DNA."
They sat in silence for a while again, while the Dude was digesting the news. That was SOME news to digest, too. A lifelong imprisonment. With the lovely prospect of becoming a man-dog. Or man-gerbil. Or man-slug.
"We need to get off this island, man. Somehow. We need to figure out how to force Moreau to take us all back to land." - he finally grunted.
He was not gonna give in so easily to the man-gerbil fate. Though, a small part of the Dude's brain whispered to him that it might be kinda neat to find out how that would feel. Like, if one got to be turned into a bird and could fly. Or a fish. Fish would be kickass. But he quickly squished that train of thought, like a nasty little roach that it was.
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Posted: Fri Sep 02, 2005 1:32 pm
Ambrose nodded, his sigh mirroring the Dude's.
"Do you think he would actually consent to that? Believe me... I spoke at great lengths to Aubrey last night... She didn't listen to reason or compassion... I think I might have gotten her to think a little bit to her heart, but whatever Moreau has done to get so deeply into her head won't allow room for anything else. I don't think she'd go against him. And if SHE'S that stoic, how in the hell could we ever convince the Doctor himself?"
"Besides..." Ambrose looked nervous "I tried to ask about stopping it now - before it gets worse - just letting us leave knowing that they succeeded at whatever the hell they were trying to do... and she said something about "unsable DNA"... that it could be cancerous, or worse, if they stopped whatever process they're doing early. I don't know if that was just another pack of lies... but..." he shuddered, not wanting to think about it.
Just then, he heard a knock at the door. Boy were they popular. He looked over to the Dude with a brief flicker of questioning before speaking up. "Who's there?"
His hands had located a piece of blanket and were twining it.
((SPiffin :3 - And Cass is more than welcome ^_^ ))
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Posted: Fri Sep 02, 2005 1:39 pm
Cassidy fidgeted. She thought she heard voices. She hoped so. She didn''t much like the idea of searching the entire island for the Dude. Especially if it really did turn out to be nothing, which she was sure it would be. Yes.
She knocked again.
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Posted: Fri Sep 02, 2005 1:51 pm
The Dude stood up and walked over to the door, pocking his head out.
"Hi Cassidy. You got my note?" - he asked, looking at the frazzled blond girl. He tried to smile, but the nausea that came with the news made the smile looks sour.
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Posted: Fri Sep 02, 2005 1:56 pm
Ambrose swallowed and peered around the Dude's shoulder. It was Cassidy, the "cleaning lady".... but he had the sinking feeling that since she lived in the village along with the rest of them, that perhaps she had been tricked along with him and the others... After all, she had gotten the "vaccination" as well.
What would she think? She had been one of the most vocal of the conspiracy theorists, further cementing in his mind that she must be one of the innocents here...
"Cassidy..?" He called out hesitantly, trying to keep his arms from covering himself up. He would NOT be a coward any longer.
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Posted: Fri Sep 02, 2005 2:27 pm
Cassidy wrinkled her nose. "Yeah. I did. What's this all about? Nothing serious, I hope... Ambrose?"
She leaned to peer around the Dude, and blinked several times at Ambrose. What. The. Hell. She sputtered for a moment, then said, "You look like an extra in a werewolf movie!"
Oh, crap. Her and her big mouth. She turned red and covered her mouth. "I'm sorry. That didn't come out right."
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Posted: Fri Sep 02, 2005 2:39 pm
Cassidy had slid by him too fast for the Dude to stop her. Closing the door behind her, he looked appologetically at Ambrose and sighed.
"Yeah, erm, Cassidy, go sit down, girl. It's just a little hair. Our Ambrose is fluffy and cuddly now. You should pet him sometime." - he pointed Cass to a chair.
"Okey. I am not sure whether Ambrose wants to repeat this again, so let me summarize for him. And yeah, it looks kinda grimm for us, but we need to remain rational here or we'll loose the only advantage we have against Moreau."
With that he repated the story that he just heard from Ambrose, as well as what he learned from Thorn about the cameras and from Greer about mosquitos. He tried to be gentle about it, so as not to give Cassidy a nervous break down.
((Sorry< i just wanted to FF here.))
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Posted: Fri Sep 02, 2005 2:51 pm
Ambrose's straight mock-confident posture was shattered and he slumped down a bit at her reaction. So much for bravery. He winced, which probably only succeeded in displaying his pointy canines. "No... no... I understand... you're just being honest" A frown tugged at his mouth at the dude's comments. "besides, it's a bit more than 'just a little hair'". He sighed, resting his chin on his hands. There were wose things that she could have said, he supposed.
He nodded his thanks to the dude for speaking up and not making him repeat himself. A small part of his mind wondered what exact "animal DNA" he had been injected with. It was obviously canine... but beyond that... At least, he supposed, there were much worse things out there than dogs and wolves and the like. At least he rather liked canines. the thoughts, however, were of small comfort at the general concept of slowly becoming less of a man. Had everyone been injected with the same thing...?
((FF is fine - I was going to ask actually if it would be okay to do XD. ))
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Posted: Fri Sep 02, 2005 2:59 pm
((Hee. No problem.))
"Holy.... holy crap." Cassidy sat back, face with this sudden revelation. "Oh man. Oh man oh man oh man."
This hadn't been in any of her scenarios. She buried her face in her hands. "s**t. I don't want... I don't want to turn into anything. I sort of liked being me."
She sniffed loudly. "I... they only gave me the one injection. So... oh god, I wouldn't put these people past doing something while we're asleep. I really wouldn't."
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Posted: Fri Sep 02, 2005 3:09 pm
The Dude stood up and gave Cassidy a giant bear hug, petting her a few times on the head. Being more fatherly then anything else, he tried his best to sound calming and reassuring:
"There there. We'll figure something out. We will. We just have to think. They might have been planning this for the longest time, but we are fighting for ourselves here."
((I'm gonna run home now. Just keep on posting ^_^ Be back soon.
EDIT: Erm, nevermind, I forgot I had to finish smth at work, so I am here a bit longer ^_^))
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Posted: Fri Sep 02, 2005 3:16 pm
"I didn't want to either" Ambrose moaned. "Believe me.... None of us did. I have a life, a girlfriend back home..." He trailed off, sighing. He had made his point.
Ambrose watched the Dude give Cassidy a big hug and secretly, he would have loved to join in. But he seriously doubted that Cassidy would want a furry freak like him rubbing against her.
"I would love to try to do something as well...." he said, watching them from his sitting position on the chair. "But what? I've been trying to think things through, but they have the Island under tight control of who comes and goes, armed guards, cameras, security systems... and if what Aubrey said is true about stopping the process being life-threatening..." he swallowed. "What CAN we do??"
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Posted: Fri Sep 02, 2005 3:26 pm
"So, it's what... turn furry and stay here forever, or die?" Cassidy whimpered. "I'm not sure which is worse." At least it was a nice place, but she hadn't bet on spending the rest of her natural (or, as was becoming apparent, unnatural) life here. "What a choice. What a stupid bloody choice."
She was tempted to deny it, but Ambrose's new hair sure as hell looked real. Better than any movie effects. "I was startled. I'm sorry. I'm sorry, Ambrose... my mouth sometimes goes ahead without my brain. It's likely enough that I'm going to be in a similar state soon enough. I was just startled."
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Posted: Fri Sep 02, 2005 3:41 pm
Letting go of Cassidy, the Dude ruffled her hair some more and stood up to get everyone a beer. As he was opening the bottles and handing over the Coronas to everyone he shrugged: "Yeah well. Folks in Auschwitz had it far rougher then us. And some of them escaped or survived. So we can figure something out, too."
He didn't have a slightest idea for now exactly what. The news was a bit fresh in his own mind and he was not exactly a man of action and leadership. So, instead of elaborating on a plan he took a long swig of his Corona.
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Posted: Fri Sep 02, 2005 3:45 pm
((I'll go ahead and get in a reply because I don't knwo how long it will take Anya to get home, and she might want time to unwind before attaching herself right back to the computer xd - she can jump in when she wants smile ))
Ambrose nodded sullenly. "That seems to be the case.... at least what I was told." His claws dug into the piece of the blanket that he had been fidgeting with. "I... I dont' see how they can do this... I mean I DO see how it's plausible but not moral!"
He shook his head at her apologies with a small smile. "No... it's okay... I.. I guarentee you your reaction was better than mine was to all of this.. I don't want to be like this... and to hear it's going to get worse?! I don't want to look like some sort of animal - whatever kind of dog or canine I'm begining to resemble" He shook his head again. He tried to keep his distance, assuming that Cassidy wouldn't want to get near him. "It seems so unreal.. impossible.."
EDIT: Ambrose took one of the Coronas from the dude thankfully, twisting off the cap and taking a deep swing. Damn, he didn't usually turn to alcohol, but this situation might try him above all else to make him resort to it. As he drunk, however, his stomach growled audibly, awakening with the substance that entered it. He hadn't eaten this morning yet, and the chicken from yesterday never exactly filled him. He just hadn't had much heart to eat, let alone leave his duplex before this morning.
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Posted: Fri Sep 02, 2005 3:57 pm
"This is illegal. Or it would be, if we were under any legal jurisdiction." Cassidy peered down the neck of the beer bottle, and took a swig. "I wrote a letter to my family yesterday. Now I'm wondering if it's going to leave the island without going through a paper shredder." She grimaced.
Maybe she'd end up being something halfway decent. A mouse. She could deal with being a mouse. Or a rabbit. Or... maybe not.
"The dumbest thing is I got a paycheck the other day. I don't want to clean up anymore," she mumbled like a child. "Not now. You can all die of cholera or whatever for all I care."
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