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 Posted: Wed Apr 12, 2006 6:46 am
Alec kept right on going as Bobby let herself in, his eyes were tuned on the instrument as he played away without any notice to his surroundings. Eventually half-way through his little "bridge", the irish boy glanced up and caught sight of the... piggish lady in his doorway.
At this point he was oddly used to all the anomalies the island tossed at him, evident by his lack of surprise at finding some strange woman inside his duplex. He reached out quick and snapped hold on a symbol with his fingers to cut the sound short, now fully attentive of her presence. "G'mornin!" He chirped energetically, clearly awake for quite some time.
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Posted: Wed Apr 12, 2006 6:54 am
Bobby smiled toothily, her bottom fangs glinting in the strange lighting of the duplex, "Good morning." She finally looked around the place it noticed it a mess. Not that she really minded, it was still better than some of the places she'd been.
"Are you hungry?" the woman nudged the sack of food at her feet with a toe. She still hadn't left the door. While Bobby didn't feel threatened, she also felt that she had definitely intruded, and was ready to leave if asked to.
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Posted: Wed Apr 12, 2006 7:03 am
Alec leaned over on his stool to peer at the bag at Bobby's feet. "Food n' the'bag?" He asked though automatically smiled, finding the situation both amusing and somehow welcoming at the same time. "Ye sure." He got up from his drum set to quickly side-step towards his bed, grabbing clothes and items and tosses when into a pile on the floor somewhere. "C'mon in."
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Posted: Wed Apr 12, 2006 7:14 am
Bobby snickered, "No, not food. I've got voodoo dolls of all the staff members and I plan on on torturing them later today..." She was obviously joking. Heck, she only knew about Doctor Moreau and just assumed Sabin from speaking to another islander. "Yes, it's food. Some of it I mixed and prepared, and the others are pretty much snacks like fruit."
At the invitation, the woman finally stood up straight and walked in further, reaching down to grab the sack while she did. "Were you in a band?" Bobby motioned at the drum set. She found the couch and pushed things aside before sitting down. The woman would have sat on the stuff, but didn't think this man would appreciate her fat a** on his things.
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Posted: Wed Apr 12, 2006 7:19 am
If she hadn't ellaborated, Alec probably would've believed she was some voodoo priestess. Hell, why not? "Cool." He plainly responded, plopping onto his bed across from the couch after she had made herself comfortable. He glanced back to his drums at the question, shaking his head solemnly. "Neh, just a hobbeh." He shrugged, not knowing how to further describe his 'aspirations' clearer than that.
"Wa's ye storeh?" He peeked at the bag, hoping there was something sugary in there somewhere.
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Posted: Wed Apr 12, 2006 7:26 am
Seeing that the bag was being watched, Bobby tossed it over after pulling out three apples. It landed expertly a hand's-width from his side. At first, Bobby eyed Alec, unsure how he would take to her previous profession. She didn't think he would take it too well... but that was just being stereotypical, wouldn't it? Mentally, the woman shrugged. What did it matter? They're all stuck on this Island and cannot go back. By this man's reaction, he already knew that. Besides, would it be worse to lie?
Letting the pause settle for a little while longer, the pig took a bite of the first apple. After chewing and swallowing, Bobby told at least a very run-down version of her story. "I was chasing a criminal, was knocked unconscious, and woke up here." This time, she really did shrug, as if her story was nothing special and hadn't in fact made her hesitate. "What's your's?"
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Posted: Wed Apr 12, 2006 7:34 am
Alec furrowed his nose as he rummaged through her bag, listening to her story simutaneously. Finding mostly fruit, he retrieved an apple from inside. "Got told a' was gonna be a rock stah." He muttered, nibbling on the skin of the fruit near the stem. "Fat chance." He smirked and chuckled before realizing his folly. In a quick motion to save himself, he shoved the apple in his mouth to take a huge bite.
"Chasin' a bad guy?" He repeated as he chomped with a full mouth, as if it was hard to believe. 'Super hero' came to mind from Saturday morning cartoons, though he couldn't... wouldn't picture her in spandex. "Coppah?"
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Posted: Wed Apr 12, 2006 7:41 am
Bobby could only snort in a very piggish at the phrase 'fat chance'. Fat was definitely the correct word for it. She had worked her way to the core, nibbling in fact. The woman didn't want to seem too much of a pig... although, given the circumstance not much else would be able to give a different impression.
"Yeah, I was a cop," she bit throught the core. Bobby couldn't help but smile, "I won't be chasing any bad guys now... they'd be miles ahead in a matter of mere seconds."
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Posted: Wed Apr 12, 2006 7:50 am
Alec couldn't help but burst into a fit of immature laughter, holding the back of his hand to his face so he didn't spew any more food out than usual customary tradition. "No' bad." He genuinely looked impressed. She didn't look like the type to be a policeman, then again people had inner strengths all the time. Besides, he barely knew her. "Eh, m'name's Alec." He suddenly remembered and quickly blurted out, forgetting to properly introduce himself again.
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Posted: Wed Apr 12, 2006 7:55 am
Bobby watched Alec laugh. It wasn't a very common sound here on the Island. She did appreciate not seeing is mucused-covered apple though... "Nice to meet you, my name's Bobby."
With a sigh, the woman leaned into the couch, "If you're wondering, I wasn't always this fat.... I just hope you aren't turning into anything so... grotesque. I don't want that on anyone."
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Posted: Wed Apr 12, 2006 8:03 am
Alec sobered as she slumped on the couch, suddenly feeling bad he found her comment so humorous. He may have been 17 but he knew girls were sensitive about their weight. "Sorreh." He mumbled, taking another bite. "A' kinda guessed." Admittedly, he didn't want to turn into a fat thing either. But he wouldn't voice his sorrows of uncertainty, seeing as he refused to ask the staff. "Ye don' look tha' bad." He tried to make things better, a weakeness of his.
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Posted: Wed Apr 12, 2006 8:08 am
Bobby peeked over at Alec from behind her half-eaten apple. "No harm done. You cannot possible say or do anything that could make the situation worse." While is sounded depressing, the woman's tone said it was just a matter-of-fact and that she was at least starting to detach herself from the situation.
"Aww, thanks." The woman started to grin, "Now you're just being nice..... Well! I was never a very thin thing.... got worse when I popped three children out, but working out and exercising kept that at bay. Ever since my change, though." Bobby shook her head, "It's all been worthless. I doubt even lypo-suction would help at this stage."
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Posted: Wed Apr 12, 2006 8:15 am
"Ye hitched with lil' snappehs?" He looked visibly shocked by this, Bobby being the first person he'd met so far that had an actual family that she could potentially miss. "Now thas a crime righ' there." The boy glared at the apple before taking another, smaller bite this time. News like this only proved to further irritate the hatred that was steadily growing for the staff members of this place. To have a family torn apart, well... he knew how that felt. But in the case of the island 'paradise', it was completely preventable.
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Posted: Wed Apr 12, 2006 8:19 am
Bobby eyed Alec, her own anger at leaving her children and husband flashing in her eyes. There wasn't many things that she regretted in her life... not even her affairs -which she was completely sorry for-. But, to never tell her children or husband that she loved them... to never appologize to Trevor... well, she would give about anything for that.
Before the anger of the pig took control of her, Bobby stuffed the rest of the apple in her mouth and crunched down hard. One of the bottom fangs pierced her top lip, and the blood mixed with apple as she chewed it. After swallowing all of it, the woman took a deep breath, "Yeah.... A crime for sure, that will never be atoned from or put to justice."
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Posted: Wed Apr 12, 2006 8:27 am
Alec quieted, finishing his work on the apple and tossing the core into a spare wastebasket nearby. "Ye." He sighed stretching out his neck, oblivious to the rising level of anger in the pigwoman. "They'll get their's." Was all he could utter, not knowing what to say. It was good he had never been into the whole 'self pity' thing because clearly his life didn't suck as hard as some of the other unfortunate members of this island confine.
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