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 Posted: Fri Oct 28, 2005 4:02 pm
He took a bite of chicken. She knew, at least.
"...I...was tricked." He nearly left it at that, not really feeling like discussing the matter too deeply. It would ruin his good mood.
"...They told me I was just writing an article. It was a lie. But...here I am."
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Posted: Fri Oct 28, 2005 4:06 pm
She nodded and made a mental note of that. So the Doctor didn't just leave out parts of the truth he really lied for some of them. Lovely that's another negative for Moreau then...
She smiled. "Well.... on the bright side: it is a nice place, like what people would call an ideal vacation spot. And... uh... hey at least you're not afraid of water right?"
She chuckled a little nervously. She just loved Fraudian Slips.... she never knew what to say to new people like this and she just ended up blurting stupid things out. Reminded her of the gameroom incedent...
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Posted: Fri Oct 28, 2005 4:15 pm
A feeble, nervous laugh - his smile broadened.
"...No. Heights, on the other hand, terrify me. I had trouble on the helicopter ride."
He sipped some milk, tail lightly flicking behind him.
"But...at least there's plenty of food here."
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Posted: Fri Oct 28, 2005 4:21 pm
Awen broke into a grin. "See think possitive!" She chuckled softly and munched the rest of the salad and squirmed a bit in her chair. "So...." She was hard set for discussion topics at the moment.
"Going to the party?" She asked cheerily. "I hear it's supposed to be fun..."
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Posted: Fri Oct 28, 2005 4:32 pm
Julian chuckled, dabing at his lips with a napkin.
"Yeah - I'm dressing like the Mad Hatter. I...er...crowds usually make me a bit nervous...but...." he almost said 'Cheshire wants me to go,' but stopped himself.
Where had THAT thought come from?
His smile twitched.
"...How about you?"
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Posted: Fri Oct 28, 2005 4:37 pm
Awen nodded and smiled. "Yeah, I'm going as...." She blushed a bit with the stupidity of her "costume". She shifted a little wondering how to make it seem less lame.
"Well it was last minute. I didn't even really know about the party until yesterday. I've decided to go as something that's a little rare on the island. A natural human!" She spread her arms before dropping them to her sides. "You know.. for...lack of anything better..."
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Posted: Fri Oct 28, 2005 4:52 pm
He laughed good-naturedly, smiling without a twitch.
"Actually, I think that's pretty funny. Wish I had thought of it...but it's a little late for me, now, anyway."
He tugged on one of his ears.
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Posted: Fri Oct 28, 2005 5:01 pm
She smiled lightly starting to think that maybe her idea was good after all.... Awen actually beamed. Maybe it really was clever!
She nodded when Julian tugged his ear. "So I can see. Cute and fuzzy whatever you're turning into it looks like so far." She smiled a warm friendly smile.
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Posted: Fri Oct 28, 2005 5:09 pm
"...A cat. At least, I really hope it's a cat." A sheepish little grin.
"...Otherwise...er...certain things won't make sense."
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Posted: Fri Oct 28, 2005 5:21 pm
Awen tilted her head a little bit. She opened up her mouth to ask a question but thought better of it. Something about it just didn't feel right to ask.
"Well a cat would be nice." She smield sincerely. "Cute, fluffy...and they don't drink out of the toilet?" She couldn't help but chuckle. She always ore of a cat person than dog person...
She just.. wondered what kind of person she's going to become now that she's on the island...
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Posted: Fri Oct 28, 2005 5:27 pm
"I guess so."
He stood up suddenly, glancing out the door.
"...I'd better just get a...er...kitty bag. I need to get ready for the party. See you there?"
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Posted: Fri Oct 28, 2005 5:34 pm
She stood up slower, it's just polight after all. She looked a little puzzled at his sudden frantic behaviour. Yup, he was definately suited to be a cat....
"Sure Julian." She smiled brightly. "Can't wait to see your costume."
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Posted: Fri Oct 28, 2005 5:53 pm
"Same." A little laugh.
"See you then."
With one last fidgeting smile, he got a bag for his chicken and was gone.
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Posted: Sat Nov 05, 2005 1:43 pm
The Dude, Amaya in tow, has walked into the cafeteria this fine sunny morning. After the events of the past night, there were a lot of thougth on the sea lion's mind, but food came first. Besides, Amaya was shivering from the coldness ofhis room and the cafeteria not only had food, but a much move ambient temperature as well.
"So what happened after Moreau knocke dme out?" - the Dude asked Amaya, loading his plate with scrambled eggs and toast
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Posted: Sat Nov 05, 2005 1:54 pm
With a little help from Dude, Amaya made her way out of his duplex and followed him to the cafeteria. She kept to the sun and walked slowly, her tempature rising the more time she spent in the hot rays as they walked. "Well, I don't remember much since I kinda freaked out but... That Aubrey woman went to help you and Moreau didn't look happy. I think she's scared of him or something..."
She trailed off in thought, trying to remember what had happened that night. "After that Ambrose, Aubrey and that one woman all carried you to your room. Aubrey then left, and Ambrose walked the one woman home and I stayed there... that's pretty much all I can remember." Amaya looked slightly ashamed she couldn't remember every detail of the conversation. She had been so scared and freaked out most, of the night was just a vicious blurr.
After grabbing a decent-sized breakfast salad containing scrambled eggs, lettuce, and bits of toast, she looked do Dude with a curious expression. "It seemed like Aubrey worked for the doctor, right? How come everyone seemed to like her...? And she didn't seem like Moreau at all... kinda looked nice. Ambrose kept thanking her, too."
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