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 Posted: Fri Aug 26, 2005 10:41 pm
((*eats Gaia*))
Matthew's expression darkened even further at the Dude's comment, but he shook it off as best he could, looking up at the bum.
"Yeah, I'll be fine. I think I'm going to just head back to my room and think a bit. Take care of yourself."
He waved shortly after him, staring at his own tray in thought. Well. He certainly wasn't going to finish the spaghetti now.
The young man picked up his tray, heading over to scrape the food into the trash and place everything else where he'd seen the others place theirs. He walked out the door, surprised at how quickly it had gotten dark... or perhaps how long they had been talking? and set foot back to his own room as briskly as possible, wrapped up in his own thoughts the entire way.
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Posted: Sat Aug 27, 2005 7:19 pm
Start of New RP Session
James sat on one of the many tables in the dining area on Moreau's island. Normally he ate food while he was on the mainland but Moreau had some things he wanted to discuss with him and had asked James to stick around.
He sat there quietly... eating his food, his eyes concealed behind sun glasses and his manners odviously impecable, even when eating by himself.
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Posted: Sat Aug 27, 2005 7:24 pm
The Dude dragged his tired self to the cafeteria after a very long day of diving and collecting leftover scraps of his home. He had been able to find his air tanks and his SCUBA gear and his harpoon, along with a bunch of smaller gadgets, but there would be many more trips necessary if he wanted to salvage more, as the rest of them were very well stuck under the debris.
Taking a tray he loaded it up with two plates of broccoli&beef and two glasses of OJ to save himself the trouble of running for a second helping. He knew he could eat it all. Looking around for Greer or Ambrose he saw the man in a suit and dark sunglasses, so he figured he shoudl say hi:
"Yo, stranger! Can I join you?" - the Dude smiled
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Posted: Sat Aug 27, 2005 7:29 pm
The large man looked up for a second then returned to eating his food with his leather gloves quietly. He assumed his message was fairly clear of course. He wasn't used to being... bothered by people.
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Posted: Sat Aug 27, 2005 7:35 pm
Taking it as a "Yes", the Dude plopped down next to the burly man, dwarfed by this mountain of bulging muscle, but seemingly unphased by that:
"So hey, I'm the Dude here. Who might you be?"
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Posted: Sat Aug 27, 2005 7:40 pm
James gave a half growl that came out as more of a grumble. In a deep resounding voice he said "James Brodstrom..." he smacked his food a bit more at the intrusion of this blonde kid.
His leather gloved hand tightened over the silverwear he was using to eat with. After a moment he realized he should probably atleast ask the same "...and you are?" he said.
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Posted: Sat Aug 27, 2005 7:45 pm
"I'm the Dude" - the Dude smiled and put a fork full of beef into his mouth. Chewing on it for a while, he gave James another once over, trying to figure out who this intimidating gorilla was.
"So you here for the study, James? Or just to crack some skulls?" - he asked when his mouth was empty
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Posted: Sat Aug 27, 2005 7:47 pm
After not being able to keep much food down the day before, Ambrose woke up the next morning positively ravenous. After his morning primping (which he actually cut some corners on this morning in order to get to the cafeteria a little swifter) .
As he stepped out of his bungalow, the smell hit him - beef. And it smelled positively wonderful. The cafeteria smelled positively mouth-watering.
Stepping inside, he didn't even bother to look who else was in the room before getting his tray and going to the food area, thankful that no one else was in line ahead of him. His stomach gurgled in pleasure as he noted that today's food of choice appeared to be beef with broccoli. Not the primarily pasta dish with strangely seasoned processed meat like yesterday. Here, he could see the striations in the beef - it was genuine, unground, and dripping in sauce.
Ladeling a good heaping portion he exited the serving area and scanned the primarily empty cafeteria. Today there was only a pair of people here - the Dude, who had become a very familiar face over the past couple of days. Sitting with him was a surprising figure - one he hadn't seen since his first arrival here: the broad-shouldered James who piloted the helicopter.
Walking over and setting his tray by the Dude's, he smiled at the two of them. "Good afternoon. Food looks tasty today, doesn't it?" He started as an opener.
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Posted: Sat Aug 27, 2005 7:57 pm
James grumbled a bit more by the intrusion of yet another child. "It's fine... yes." he went and took a sip from his drink. Eating while wearing the tight leather gloves completely natural to him.
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Posted: Sat Aug 27, 2005 8:03 pm
"Yo, Ambrose! Guess what I found out today. Madison finds her cousin freaky. And she was injected, as well"
He gulped his first glass of orange juice.
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Posted: Sat Aug 27, 2005 8:03 pm
"I'm the pilot... of the helicopter that brings people here. But you wouldn't know that would you?" James looked annoyed at the Blonde Beach bum. He felt in a way responsible for who got onto, and by that note to assure no one got off of the island.
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Posted: Sat Aug 27, 2005 8:07 pm
Ambrose nodded hesitantly at James, feeling the cold wave of unfriendliness coming from him. The chilly aire of unwelcomeness and officiality.
After taking a big mouthful of succulent beef, chewing and swallowing he looked back to the Dude with curiousity, after a hesitant glance to James. "Oh...?" He took another bite, trying to pass this off as mild interest. "Injected against Dengue?"
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Posted: Sat Aug 27, 2005 8:07 pm
"Oh, you are the PILOT! I see." - the Dude mentally congratulated Cassidy on the accuracy of her discription. He shoudl have realized. Man ... this would be a hard one to break in ...
"Nice to meet you!" - the Dude gave it a fair start.
Then, watching what he said in front of the pilot, he shook his head: "Nope. Against deafness."
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Posted: Sat Aug 27, 2005 8:15 pm
James listened quietly to the conversation of the two. He tapped his gloved fingers lightly on the table.
"Nice to meet you too..." giving a familar nod to Ambrose. Of course they knew each other but James hadn't talked much on that trip.
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Posted: Sat Aug 27, 2005 8:24 pm
Ambrose listened, wondering why James had visited the general cafeteria instead of dining wherever the lab techs and Moreau himself ate. Wherever it was, it didn't seem to be here.... well, he had eaten with Madison Moreau here the other day, but that felt like an exception. He never saw any of the others here.
"So..." Ambrose started casually. "Are any more people arriving for the study soon, James?" Ambrose raised his eyebrows, making good headway into his plate.
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