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 Posted: Fri Sep 30, 2005 6:28 pm
"Well your certainly getting better." She smiled up at him, legs curling to her chest and gloved hands wrapping around them. "How can you scare people off? You don't seem scary to me." Large green eyes looked up at him, oblivious to the woman approaching from behind.
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Posted: Fri Sep 30, 2005 6:33 pm
Ian rubbed a palm on the back of his neck in a nervous gesture. "I think they were caught off guard when I talked to myself sometimes. Not everybody is comfortable with that." He spied movement coming from behind Amaya. "Feel free to come out and join us," he called being unable to identify who it was at the current moment.
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Posted: Fri Sep 30, 2005 6:41 pm
Emerwyn jumped slightly, at the raised voice, directed at her. Slowly, tentatively, she walked forward. The man she was now facing looked familiar. Indeed, he was the young man she'd only barely met in the cafeteria. She was glad. She wanted to reconcile with him. The other was a young woman she had never seen before. Of course, she'd barely met anyone here...
"Hello," Emerwyn was surprised at how shy she felt. She also become suddenly aware of her new clothes that Moreau had gotten made for her. They were less conservative than she would have liked. She closed her coat around herself a little tighter. "I never got to introduce myself," she addressed first the young man, then both of them. "I'm Emerwyn. I'm... new here."
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Posted: Fri Sep 30, 2005 6:45 pm
"What's so wrong with talking to yourself? I do it too." Amaya raised a brow, not understanding. Her attention was soon diverted though once Ian pointed out that someone was behind her. She turned her head around, looking over at the woman. "Hello! It's nice to meet you Emerwyn." A genuine smile spread across her young features. "My names Amaya." It seemed like she might have bumped into Ian once before and she was new... poor lady was probably scared.
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Posted: Fri Sep 30, 2005 6:48 pm
"Emerwyn...so that's your name." Ian smiled at her. "I'm Ian. I apologize for the incident in the cafeteria." His smile faded to a frown. "I was just rather nervous, and thought I had scared the poor long haired girl and was afraid I would scare you as well. Again, my apologies." He looked again to Amaya. "You talk to yourself as well?" he was slightly surprised, AMaya didn't seem the type to talk to herself.
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Posted: Fri Sep 30, 2005 6:55 pm
Talking to themselves? Emerwyn felt more embarassed. She must have walked in on a deep conversation. Ian didn't seem to mind too much.
"Ian. It's a pleasure. And Amaya. That's alright, about the cafeteria. Colche's probably fine... I had only just met her that day... It was my first day here... and it was before I knew..."
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Posted: Fri Sep 30, 2005 7:00 pm
Amaya nodded, grinning like it was something to be proud of. Her expression then faultered and changed at the sadness in the woman's voice and she physically withdrew a bit. She opened her mouth to say something but couldn't think of any words of comfort to Emerwyn and promptly shut her trap, messing with her raven locks.
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Posted: Fri Sep 30, 2005 7:03 pm
Ian felt a sudden urge to give the Emerwyn a hug, but didn't know how she'd receive it. Instead he stood up and awkwardly patted her shoulder. "It's alright," he said. "We're all changing, we can make it through together."
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Posted: Fri Sep 30, 2005 7:10 pm
She smiled ruefully. She began to wonder if anyone had come here intentionally. But she didn't feel she yet had the right to ask.
When Ian placed his hand on her shoulder, Emerwyn felt a surge of emotion similay to when Greer comforted her last night. She reached up and grasped his hand instinctively. "You don't know how much that alone means to me." Her hand lowered. "But I'm sorry. I'm probably depressing you." She glanced over at Amaya as well.
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Posted: Fri Sep 30, 2005 7:21 pm
Ian watched Amaya leave then turned back to Emerwyn. "It's alright, I've gotten used to the idea of changing. It's not something I want..." the voice in the back of Ian's head snorted but remained silent. "But we can't do anything about it. At leat it could be worse, the other people here could be horrible, but most of them are nice."
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Posted: Fri Sep 30, 2005 7:31 pm
"It is good to know that someone is suffering with you... wait," Emerwyn laughed. It came out high pitched, and awkward, like she hadn't laughed in a long time, which was true. "That didn't come out right." She leaned up against a tree, starting to relax.
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Posted: Fri Sep 30, 2005 7:43 pm
Ian laughed with her, having a good time, finally being more at ease with the prospect of changing. "I understand what you mean, though it isn't good to be suffering at all." Ian was still smiling, "How long have you been here? I've been for a little over two weeks I think."
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Posted: Fri Sep 30, 2005 7:48 pm
"Barely two days, actually. I was found on the beach by the gracious Doctor. yesterday morning. I was shipwrecked. He didn't hesitiate to get me situated here." Emerwyn scowled at her own mention of Moreau. She was sure Ian shared her hatred of the mad Doctor.
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Posted: Fri Sep 30, 2005 8:07 pm
Ian frowned at the thought of Moreau. He had seemed like an alright guy, except for the lying.. And he had lied to Emerwyn, how dishonorable. "I signed up to come to the island," he said. "Albeit it was under false pretenses, but he shouldn't ahve lied to you." Ian made up his mind to dislike Moreau. "I wish you could go home...I really do." Ian held out his hand in a gesture of console.
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Posted: Fri Sep 30, 2005 8:11 pm
Emerwyn sighed and took Ian's hand in reply. Back where we started. But she truly appreciated the support he was giving her. How could he have thought he'd scare her away?
"Why, how, of all the places the ship could have gone down... why here?"
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