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 Posted: Tue Nov 29, 2005 5:55 pm
"Hmm.. a dream about flying?" her voice sounded a bit curious. She hadnt dreamt about flying yet.. only the sadistic nightmares about loosing her ability to draw.. but that -still- involved her turning into a bat.
"Maybe youre turning into a flying animal as well? I havent had any dreams like that yet but.. heh.. I doubt a frog or hippo or something like that would fly.. yah know?"
She couldnt think of anything that would involve the girl's father, though she expected it was something definately not to bring up. She was fortunate to have a dad that was around a lot when not deployed.. and usually her friends who had divorced parents or something like that got touchy when it came to talking about dads.
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Posted: Tue Nov 29, 2005 6:57 pm
((Sorry sorry sorry, x___X))
"Maybe... it was very, very wierd. I couldn't make head or tails out of it..."
At the mention of an hippo, she couldn't help but laugh a bit. Oh, no, oh god no... Well, there where worst things... like... a fly or something.
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Posted: Tue Nov 29, 2005 8:21 pm
--- NEW RP ---
After that whole incident with... what was her name? She didn't know actually, but the woman with curly brown hair had pushed buttons that Amaya didn't even know existed. Since then she had stayed mostly in her room, save for coming out to bask on the beach like right now and to grab some food. Even though half of her craved for social interaction, the iguana in her wanted nothing of it. In her days of solitude she had snatched up the books she had borrowed and read as much as she could about green iguanas. By the markings on her tail, it was pretty obvious that's what she was turning into.
They were solitary; and captive females were very bitchy. Great. She was captive alright, and the temper that once didn't exist had pushed it's way through to an extent. The fact that she hadn't seen anyone for about a week didn't help either... man, she needed to find Ambrose, Hargun, or Greer to talk.
Letting out a sigh, she pulled one of her legs up to her chest, her large foot hanging off the piece of driftwood she sat on. Amaya only wore a red tank along with the red fishnets that were for the Halloween party so her scaled arms could soak in the suns rays. Her baggy red pants were held up by her belt, now riding rather low due to her new tail which hung behind her off the piece of driftwood.
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Posted: Tue Nov 29, 2005 8:33 pm
With the memories of her mother surfacing and no one around that celebrated her birthday a while back, Lauren had remained mostly in isolation. A small part of her hated it, but the part that was still the bleeding emotional mess of a human forced the social mongoose to the far most corner for a while.
Yeah, this was why she hated being human, but things needed to be that way for a bit, she needed to know herself as familiar for she was the only one she ever got by trusting.
And lately, this miss goody two shoes doc's daughter bit was getting to her. She didn't need anyone.
Well, the room did get rather boring, and only so many times you can go through all the trails in the jungle of this tiny island before something else must be done. So she decided to hit the beach.
A small part of her was bouncing to meet people, a large part of her was craving to mess with someone's mind. The internal conflict made her brain spin at times.
Right now, it spun full force and stopped when her eyes met on Amaya. She was an easy target for both those needs. . .
"Hey girl!!!" Damn she looked different and that tail, was rather long. Lauren stopped a bit, acting stunned, "Oh. . ." she simply said.
Now if this was feined sympathy or an act to get Amaya going Lauren didn't fully know herself but somehow part of her personality would win.
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Posted: Tue Nov 29, 2005 8:38 pm
Amaya blinked and turned to face Lauren. Oh... s**t... Not the person she needed to see right now. She gave a tiny smile and turned back around to face the ocean. "Hey Lauren." At least she hadn't start by saying how 'cool' it was she had changed again. If she did, Amaya wasn't sure how she would handle it. Would she snap again or would she win over the animal inside her and just get upset like before?
Either way, normally when Thorn was around things... did not go well.
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Posted: Tue Nov 29, 2005 8:44 pm
Lauren kind of cocked her head in confusion at Amaya, what was with her? She remembered when Lauren first met the girl and she was all bright bubbly and chipper, as if nothing could phase her. Right now, she seemed depressed.
Lauren went up and patted her hair a bit, sitting right beside Amaya to view the ocean with her, "Soo... uh... hey.." She looked at Amaya, "When did you change?" Lauren had been skipping classes a bit and was sure the doc would be mad but the doc retaliated by takeing away the wonderful pleasure lauren found in people changing. He was leaving her in the dark about such things right now.
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Posted: Tue Nov 29, 2005 8:51 pm
"A few weeks ago, I think." Amaya shrugged, time seeming to just squash into one looping timeframe that never had a begining or end.
Not wanting to stay on the subject of her change just in case Lauren decided to say how 'awsome' it was or something, she switched over to talking about her. "So how've you been?"
Green eyes kept watching the water come up onto the sand and then fall back like an army being outnumbered. Her long toes curled around the edge of the driftwood, wanting to grip onto something like an extra hand.
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Posted: Tue Nov 29, 2005 8:57 pm
Lauren looked sternly at the new info of her change, "Oh, well... Damn I had no clue. Doc's been keeping me in the dark lately about such things." She was rather angry about that but mostly knew it was her own fault.
Then Amaya asks how she has been and that makes Lauren's expression look even more defensive, "I'm fine, good as gold, high as a ******** kite!" God why couldn't she be 50% by now! Why did Amaya get to do that!? Was she rubbing it into her face!? "Why?" Lauren backed away defensively.
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Posted: Tue Nov 29, 2005 9:04 pm
Good, be in the dark like the rest of us for a change. Amaya frowned at her own thoughts. That was a horrible thing to think.
She then watched Lauren's disposition change almost instantly, her tongue flicking out to taste her emotions breifly. A single brow raised, wondering what she could have possibly said to make her get all defensive. "Idle conversation, to know how you were doing, what else?" Don't get aggrivated over something that little, just... stay calm. Green eyes turned to look at the ocean, hoping the sight of it would calm her down a little.
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Posted: Tue Nov 29, 2005 9:11 pm
Lauren stopped a second looking back at herself. Geuss it wasn't that obvious she was upset. She shrugged it off. "Heh, yeah... Idle conversation. Well, that just means I'm suppose to lie, say things are great and turn around to ask you how things are going then you say great. Never really understood that kind of talk." She laughed at herself. Small social concepts like that Lauren was always puzzled by. Maybe that's why she came off as gruff at times, she hated the social rituals built up by people to avoid talking about what was really on her mind.
Then again, she also hated talking about what was on her mind, so she avoided most people all together.
Until she came to the island.
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Posted: Tue Nov 29, 2005 9:16 pm
"Your not supossed to lie, your supossed to tell the truth. Like if you feel like s**t, say you feel like s**t." Amaya shrugged, her large hands opening up with the gesture. "Even though theirs probably nothing I can do about it, it's better then lying." Did Lauren always lie? She had lied to her in the begining, why would now be any different? And... why had she just cursed without correcting herself?
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Posted: Tue Nov 29, 2005 9:25 pm
Lauren shook her head, "Never heard anyone tell the truth to that question is all." She smiled at Amaya's claws, her deformed face and increasing scales. It was all so monsterous yet beautiful, like a merge of science and art. "So... you feel like s**t huh? Still, would think you would be over things by now, suck it up and move on. She knew she was stepping the boundries here a bit but wondered how Amaya would react.
"So, can you grab a whole basketball with that hand now?" She reached her lengthened claws over to compare, Amaya's was twice the size of hers. Lauren had already found her hands made it difficult to pick up small things. Spreading her hands out Lauren added, "Damn Amaya, I mean they're huge!"
Maybe the old Lauren was winning, but in an odd and unfamiliar way.
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Posted: Tue Nov 29, 2005 9:31 pm
"I'm over that, mulling over something else." Amaya stated blandly, then watched Lauren compare her own lenghtened fingers to her's. She frowned, her tail giving an aggrivated twitch. Withdrawing her hands to her lap, she curled her fingers to to try and make them look smaller... or at least keep Thorn from comparing.
"Thanks for reminding me." She muttered, annoyed.
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Posted: Tue Nov 29, 2005 9:36 pm
"Oh..." Lauren was quite surprised, had she lost her ability to get to people? Has the mongoose won? "Over that and mulling over something else. Yeah, this was never a problem for me." And she was right it wasn't. She pulled away her own hand standing in akward silence for a while.
"Soo, what is buggin' ya?" Now she was curious and wanted to know even if she wouldn't tell Amaya what was bugging herself.
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Posted: Tue Nov 29, 2005 9:42 pm
Jeeze, Lauren was weird.
"I bumped into a new woman the other day. When she realized I wasn't wearing a costume she fainted. Fainted. And when she came to all she did was ignore me to keep herself from flipping out and there was nothing I could do but walk away in hopes she would be alright." Amaya rested her chin on her knee, frowning. "I look so godanm freakish that all I can do is avoid the new people so they don't die of a heart attack." Gah, did she just curse again?
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