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 Posted: Thu Apr 05, 2007 5:18 pm
Tommy shook his head as his active imagination took Dee's form and twisted it around into many different grotesques. He shuddered. "Goddamn," he muttered out before looking to Victor, "Yeah...yeah...I bet she'll be alright. Th...the labs...the labs won't let anything happen, right? Yeah...Don't worry, Newt, I'm sure she'll be fine...and she studies animals for a living, yaknow? If you just explain to her what happened...I'm sure she won't hold it against you."
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Posted: Thu Apr 05, 2007 5:30 pm
Victor nodded quietly "Newt, Dee will be fine, and I'm ssssure ssshe won't be upssset at you for leaving, but you ought to wait before you go ssssee her again, ssso you can calm down and gather your witsss"
The Lizardman's previous feelings of annoyance and anger at Newt had passed by now, he couldn't help but feel sorry for Newt, who seemed... to have a bit of a crush on Dee. "Try not to worry, ssshe'll be alright"
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Posted: Thu Apr 05, 2007 5:40 pm
"I d-don't... d-don't want... have you... up to-to-towards the... the.. th-that way... the gra-gra-gra-graveyard.. com-com-complications... " His eyes swept over to Victor, trembling over the mutated limbs, "Y-you're lucky to be alive." He shook his head, slumping against the counter as he stared at the bottles as though debating internally, "I used to... to... to... wh-when... when I woo-would be... sw-sweeping up at night, I'd... pass b-by these... th-these.... " He made a motion with his hand, as though trying to illustrate with a gesture that he couldn't with his sticky tongue, "There'd b-be... th-things in them... l-little... r-r-rabbity... " He swallowed with a loud croak, his head flinching and he let the sentence hang. "W-we're all lucky. W-we're all... th-they'd always s-say... pro-pro-progress... always ta-ta-talk about... the ben-ben-benifits..."
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Posted: Thu Apr 05, 2007 5:57 pm
Even with Tommy's incredibly large ears...he still had trouble deciphering just what Newt was talking about. After a moment though it hit him. Newt had worked in the lab as a janitor after all...oh God...what he must have seen. Maybe he was right...we don't know jack.
"Newton...I...I really don't know what to say, man. We can only hope for the best...but I think what Dee needs right now more than anything is a friend, yaknow?"
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Posted: Thu Apr 05, 2007 6:26 pm
"Ssso I have been told Newt, I guesssss I am lucky like that" Victor sighed. He saw Newt's wandering eyes and could feel them tracing over his limbs and other features, and on the liquor bottles. The Lizardman leaned over, grasping ahold of a water pitcher and carefully pouring Newt some water, then pushed the glass in the Frog's direction. considering how high strung Newt was and how rocky a rollercoaster his emotions were, Victor wasn't sure he wanted to see what a drunk Newt might be like.
"Tommy'ss got the right idea, hope for the besssst, and yeah, I think Dee would like a friend more than anything, maybe sssome painkillersss too"
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Posted: Thu Apr 05, 2007 7:01 pm
"KrrKIT!" The sacks inflated again as the frog frowned at the glass of water. He didn't want to just be friends. "I'm... I'm a ter-ter-terrible friend any-any-any-anyway," He chirped, "I ab-ab-ab-abandoned her. J-just... j-j-just... I coo-coo-couldn't... " He wanted a drink. He never had really wanted a drink before, but that was before Liamh had introduced him to the wonders of intoxication. He rubbed his stomach as though trying to rub the marker off, but like a tattoo it wouldn't smudge or fade. Through the fog of panic, he could dimly remember the image of her face... sure her lips had been blistered and squirming like worms, and her teeth sharp and threatening as she had lunged at him... but her expression had been... he felt nauseous, whimpering again as he pushed the water away.
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Posted: Thu Apr 05, 2007 7:49 pm
"Christ..." Tommy muttered for the umpteenth time as he once again drug a forearm over his head and ears. "Newt...it's really not your fault...the animal takes over sometime, trust me, I know about it too...you shouldn't blame yourself for that. Again, I'm sure she'll forgive you if you just talk to her."
With a sigh, he plucked the bottle of bourbon from its resting place and began pouring himself another drink. He glanced at what Victor was drinking before looking back to Newt. "What's your poison, Newton?"
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Posted: Thu Apr 05, 2007 8:14 pm
Victor reached out with his clawed foreleg, and pulled the glass of water to himself after Newt had pushed it away. No sense in letting good water go to waste, the lizardman drank it himself, it felt nice and cool going down, a nice contrast to the warmth of the rum that was spreading though him.
He really didn't have too much more to say, he didn't want to argue with Newt, or try to give him words of encouragement, it was a bit frustrating to deal with. Victor tapped the edge of the glass with a claw, pouring himself more water
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Posted: Thu Apr 05, 2007 8:40 pm
The frog sniffed, glancing up warily, "I... I d-don't know... what... whatever you fel-fel-fellows are d-drinking..." He shifted uncomfortably, not feeling comfortable just staying and drinking when he was certain there was something heinous going on, but they were right. If the labs wanted to catch him, they would catch him no matter where he went, "Here's... here's to... to abusing m-my liver b-be-before they take it from me."
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Posted: Thu Apr 05, 2007 8:43 pm
Tommy gave a broad grin at that, the college kid coming out in him. "Damn straight! Hey Victor, slide over that bottle of rum with something to mix it with...don't think he'd like what I'm drinking." Happy once again, he reached over with his spindly fingers and grabbed an empty glass for Newt. "Goddamn, now that's better."
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Posted: Thu Apr 05, 2007 9:03 pm
Victor chuckled softly at that, and pushed the bottle of Captain Morgan's Private Stock Rum towards Tommy. "probably could mixs that with sssome cola, or fruit juicsse for sssomething good. Either Pinapple or orange juicsse, itsss on that sside of the bar there"
The lizardman shifted on his barstool, making his tail sway behind him.
"Rum issss one of my favorate drinkssss, can mix it with ssso many other thingsss" Victor hmmed and had some more water.
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Posted: Sat Apr 07, 2007 7:47 am
"I... d-don't have m-much of a s-sense of t-taste..." The frog murmured, smacking his sticky tongue to the roof of his mouth while frowning down at the counter top. With the initial panic gone, he was left feeling spent and tired. He was shivering, massive eyes still dribbling. He might not have been human enough to control the impulse to eat small crawling things, but he was human enough to weep. He wasn't sure how much more he could stand- how much more his nerves could take.
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Posted: Sat Apr 07, 2007 12:08 pm
Tommy nodded a few times as he poured Newton the drink. He decided to forgo the soda, doubting that the Frog needed the caffeine. Instead he just watered it down and slid it over toward Newt. Goddamn...Newt looks so tired...Christ...I really don't have a clue what he's been going through, do I?
"There ya go, man...think of it as a night cap, alright? Heh...forgive me, too...I forget how late it must feel to all of y'all."
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Posted: Sat Apr 07, 2007 2:55 pm
For Victor, he was starting to get a nice warm buzz on from the rum he had earlier, he probably would regret it later, but for now it was just fine.
"Not sssso late Tommy, night time isss the right time for a good drink" Victor chuckled, watching the glass get pushed over to Newt. "I know for sssome people it isssn't about the tassste, I don't usssually drink to get drunk though, thatsss a bad habit to get into." the lizardman hmmmed with a slight grin, taking another drink of water.
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Posted: Sat Apr 07, 2007 6:09 pm
No sooner had the frog been handed the drink did he lift it up to pour into his enormous mouth that had not so long ago tried to make a meal of the batman's head. He coughed, nearly dropping the glass with a sharp, chirping croak. Once he collected himself, he frowned at the empty cup with a quiet, drained sigh.
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