|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
 Posted: Wed Feb 28, 2007 9:12 am
"Uh.... okay..." Alexa replied, still rather perplexed by the entire ordeal. She listened quietly, blinking and staring into the lens of the camera on and off. She decided not to question what it might be for. Maybe it was just part of the head honcho's scamming campaign. Not that she wanted to be a part of that, but the girl seemed enthusiastic enough. Brainwashed or not, Alexa didn't want to get in trouble for declining anything.
"Uhm... it's.... nice." She started, still curious as to what the hell was going on. "The beach is pretty and my fridge stays stocked so I'm not complaining."
|
 |
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Wed Feb 28, 2007 9:18 am
THIS IS GREAT! Lauren thought to herself. She LIKES it here, wonderful! "Yeah, it's awesome isn't it? Did you have a rough life back at home? Did Moreau save you from the horrors of life on the mainland?" It was a long shot but she could always edit stuff out that was... unessesary.
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Wed Feb 28, 2007 10:02 am
Alexa was more than a little bit confused by the whole commotion. Perhaps after the camera was off she could ask real questions to this strange girl. She folded her arms across her chest, trying to look less edgy about the whole encounter.
"Yeah, it's pretty cool so far..." minus the part that we're all lab rats to some freak in a white lab coat... "Moreau?" Must be the guy in charge of this joint... And Aubrey must be his b***h. "Oh, yeah... you know... wouldn't want the FBI getting me... but I do miss home."
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Wed Feb 28, 2007 10:08 am
And then it was gone, like that. Lauren tried to save the momment she had wanted, "Yeah but better than jail right? Tropical island, well stocked fridge, nice sandy beach, whatever you ask for is yours?" She tried to lead the conversation away from the home part. "Federal prison and a babe like you, you'd be everyone's b***h. Now that WOULD NOT be fun."
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Wed Feb 28, 2007 10:22 am
She thought about it for a moment. Rotting away in a jail cell and being everyone's lesbian b***h whore versus an island being mutated into only God knew what. Hmmmmm. Yes. "I guess when you put it that way, at least you get anything you want here, or so I've heard..." She glanced around. It was a nice day, and a beautiful setting. Turning into an animal was probably a lot smaller penalty for prostitution than the alternative. She shuddered at the thought of being trapped with ugly, wrinkled, cheap whores... ew. "I've never been to prison, but I'd say being turned into a creature is punishment enough for anyone." She didn't comment on the 'babe' name. She was used to be calling names, but she did contemplate it. Kind of a ... strange comment to be made by a woman. And her brain labelled Lauren lesbo at that moment.
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Wed Feb 28, 2007 10:26 am
Lauren thought she had enough footage here, so turned the camera off for a momment and let it hang from her shoulder strap, "That was great! Awesome footage, I didn't expect to get such great news so early on!" This made Lauren very excited about her new project and better yet it was a healthy way to keep her mind off Nita, "I'm Lauren by the way, and you are..?" She held her paw out for a handshake.
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Wed Feb 28, 2007 10:39 am
Alexa was relieved when the camera was shut off and hanging dormant at the furry woman's side. She wasn't expecting to be approached in such a fashion in the first place, so she hoped she'd given her whatever she wanted. Alexa looked down at the extended... paw... for a moment, then up at the snouted woman, then back at it again. After that moment's hesitation, she took the appendage in greeting, giving it a firm shake. "I'm Alexa, nice to meet you, I think." She laughed a bit, nervously. She was still reeling from the whole thing.
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Wed Feb 28, 2007 10:46 am
Lauren saw the apprehension towards her own monsterous appearance, "Heh, better get used to it now before you start changing. You won't have that perfect untouched complexion anymore." Her own muzzle upturned into a wry smile at that. For some reason, she had seperated herself from humans all except for Moreau and Sabin, and looked down upon them a bit. It as like they were young and experianced and a whole drift seperated them, "What are ya turning into?" She asked inquisitively.
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Wed Feb 28, 2007 10:57 am
"Heh..." She offered in return to her first comment. Lauren was making her a little bit uncomfortable with so many personal mentions. She thought for a moment on how she looked at her, noting there was something different... did all of them think like that towards unchanged people? Queer. "Uh... I don't actually know." She said honestly, looking down as if ashamed. "They didn't exactly tell me when I got here..."
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Wed Feb 28, 2007 11:08 am
Lauren still had a friendly smile pasted on her face, "Well ask then, they'll tell you." She started to play with her camera with slight disinterest to the current conversation. "Better to know than for things to fly your way while unprepared.
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Wed Feb 28, 2007 11:11 am
"I guess..." she paused for a moment, eyes dropping to contemplate that for a moment or two. "So if I ask, they'll tell me just like that?" She continued. She didn't think she'd actually ask, but it might be useful if she couldn't figure it out after the first change hit... or maybe she did want to know, but either way it would be nice to know how to work this new option.
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Wed Feb 28, 2007 11:15 am
"Well YEAH... it's not like they are out to torture us in everyway. This is the only way they can continue their research unfortunately, but they treat their subjects well... that is unless those subjects happen to abuse their generosity."
Lauren pointed at her camera, the thing that was the forfront of her brain right now, "I'm working on making islander tv. Not too certain just what I am going to do with it but I got permission from the head honchos to work on it, and hopefully once I get all the programs worked out every islander will get a tv linked to this programing. Will at least be something more to do, besides getting drunk on the beach."
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Fri Mar 02, 2007 11:33 am
Alexa nodded silently, contemplating that. She tended to teeter back and forth between wanting to know more about the island and it's purpose and wanting to know more about Maryke's on-island escapades. It was useful to hear something positive about the island and the whole project, especially from an islander. Then again, Lauren seemed to be the type that wouldn't be stopped by much, including being a guinea pig to this Moreau character.
On another note, Islander TV? Well, it would give them something else to do since there really wasn't much... or not much that Alexa had discovered this far. She didn't really want to be on TV... but she probably didn't have a choice. An islander that said good things about the operations must be working for them, so she probably shouldn't argue. Not much, anyway. "Oh... that's a neat idea, I guess. Too bad we can't get news from the mainland and keep up to date with that, though." She didn't really care much for the mainland other than her lifestyle, but she thought it would be a good thing to say.
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Fri Mar 02, 2007 11:39 am
Lauren laughed at her, "Why WOULD we need to keep up? None of us are ever going back so you can just get those delusions out of your head right now." She responded playfully. "No use keeping tabs on anything to do with the mainland, unless it's Feral Labs orientated. Of course, you're still new, so it will take some time before that fully sinks in."
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Fri Mar 02, 2007 11:44 am
She frowned slightly, realizing that Lauren was right once again. She had contemplated ways of getting home, but the only way to get on seemed to be from air, and the only way to get off would have to be by the same helicopter she arrived on. There was probably very little chance of her being able to get out to the landing pad, let alone sneak onto the helicopter while it was refueling or dropping off cargo/passengers. She'd probably be severely punished for even attempting such a feat. Lauren was right, but it would take a while for Alexa to completely forget her previous existence. Afterall, she was spoiled and living in the lap of luxury with her madam to keep her out of trouble back home. Now the dangers of life were becoming more and more real all the time. She couldn't pretend to be in control in this environment. Not really. She had nothing to control, probably not even her own life.
"I guess you're right..." she said finally, her eyes dropping for a moment in quiet contemplation before rising again. "Thanks for that, I think." She added. The playful attitude of the other was still weirding her out, but at least she was useful for information. That much Alexa liked about Lauren.
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Reply
