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 Posted: Mon Oct 02, 2006 8:14 pm
The cabinet was freshly organized and contained the usual, including the array of tampons and birth control packets. He'd have the choice between Advil and Tylonel, unless he wanted to try Midol, that is.
"Fine then, Gimpy," she hollered across the room, humming to herself as she put away the last of the danties and shut the drawer. While waiting for him to return, Antony picked up the nearby brush to finish the earlier interrupted activity.
Sitting down on the edge of the bed, she once again too the brush to her fur. Damned tails.
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Posted: Mon Oct 02, 2006 8:23 pm
Anatoli picked through the rows of bottles and boxes until he found the little jar of Tylenol, plucking it off the shelf and taking the recommended dosage. He carefully puts the bottle back, then returns to the bedroom.
"Word of advice," he said, yawning, "don't get mauled right before any fastin' holiday. I dunno if ya have any of those, but ya know. It sucks not bein' able ta eat for a day when you're already low on energy."
Anatoli planned to spend his day of atonement in bed, asleep. Getting up and walking around was a bad idea in his condition.
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Posted: Mon Oct 02, 2006 8:33 pm
"I don't do organized religion, but thanks for the advice." She offered him a lopsided smile before patting the bed next to her, and then she returned to the brushing of her tails. Trying to remember which had already been groomed seemed to be the harder part of the chore.
Finally, post several moments of frustration, Antony chucked the brush onto the bed, where it promptly bounced off of and onto the floor. "God damned tails," the squirrel woman hissed, narrowing her eyes at the offending limbs.
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Posted: Mon Oct 02, 2006 8:42 pm
Anatoli sauntered over to the bed, sitting down and sorely tempted to just lay down and pass out there, manners be damned. "Such timin', this was. I'll be surprised if I make it to my duplex without passin' out on tha couch," he laughs, watching Antony throw down the brush in anger.
"Need a little help with that?"
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Posted: Mon Oct 02, 2006 8:49 pm
"You're welcome to stay here, and yes..." She eyed her tails in an even more threatening manner, "Some help would be appreciated." It's not like she could reach all of her fur anyways.
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Posted: Mon Oct 02, 2006 8:56 pm
"That's great, just... fair warnin', I'll probably be beggin' for food like a baby bird when I come to," Anatoli grinned, leaning over to pick the brush up off the floor, "So long as it's dark out. Stupid fasting."
He grabbed the nearest tail and began to carefully work on it, much like how he'd brush a cat. "I almost wonder what animal my cousin picked out for me," Anatoli mused aloud, running the brush through her white fur. "An' when it's gonna happen. I don't much look forward to it."
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Posted: Mon Oct 02, 2006 9:01 pm
Once the grooming commenced, Antony's eyes lidded in content as she readily relaxed. She simply nodded to his question, "Uh huh... Whatever you want." It was hard to say if she was referring to food or otherwise.
Well, this was almost on par with back massages, and that kept the squirrel woman quite pleased for the time being.
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Posted: Mon Oct 02, 2006 9:08 pm
"Ya think he might make me a rat or a mouse?" Anatoli asked, remembering what his cousin said to him. Sure, it might have just been said to rile him up and get him upset, but it was hard to tell. "He seems ta have that nasty sense a' humah. Whaddya think I'd be, if not that?"
Would he get any mutations like Antony, too? Or would be wind up as some genetic cocktail like the dragon man?
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Posted: Mon Oct 02, 2006 9:12 pm
"Not a rat," she said sharply, nearly reeling back like a wounded animal at the subject. Clearly, that was a button that shouldn't be pushed. Regardless of her reaction, Antony did the best to try and act as if nothing had happened.
"I don't know," the squirrel woman huffed irritably. It was the best she could muster, apparently.
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Posted: Mon Oct 02, 2006 9:23 pm
"You don't think so?" Anatoli inquires, but continues to brush. He balked a little, and decided to keep his mouth shut on the subject. Maybe she got tired of other people asking what animals she thought they would be. Or something like that, anyway... he wasn't sure how many other people he would find on the island.
"Okay, I... I don't think we covered this before, tell me about tha transformation," he ventures after a long period of silent brushing. "Does it happen all at once or somethin'?"
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Posted: Tue Oct 03, 2006 6:40 pm
"It's been used already," she bristled, though calmed down some when he left the topic alone and continued the brushing. Running a hand through her hair she sighed, debating how to answer the question.
"Well... It happens in all at once stages... If that makes sense?" Antony looked back at him to gauge a reaction before turning back towards the front. "And you're really sore afterwards..." To say the least.
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Posted: Tue Oct 03, 2006 6:52 pm
'Used already'? Anatoli wasn't exactly sure what that meant, but decided not to ask further on the subject of rats.
"All at once... stages?" Anatoli asked, tilting his head to the side as he looked a bit confused, "I don't quite follow what ya mean there. Or does it gradually happen over time, like a werewolf transformation from a movie in extra slow motion?"
He moved on to brushing the next tail.
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Posted: Tue Oct 03, 2006 7:01 pm
"You get injected, and a bunch of changes happen. And then after a while, you get injected again... Etcetera." She explained, calming down a bit more thanks to his brushings.
Scooting carefully up on the bed as to not yank painfully on a tail, Antony decided to sprawl out on her stomach, tucking her face under her arms. She was too lazy to just grab a pillow.
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Posted: Tue Oct 03, 2006 7:27 pm
"Could ya describe 'em in better detail? Like what should I expect, how many changes, an' how long between 'em...?" He might as well try to prepare himself, right? He figured if he kept asking questions, he'd get a straight answer out of her.
The brushing started to slow down a bit, and Anatoli paused to take a deep yawn. "I think... I think I might go ta sleep soon in a bit, heeah. Can I go pass out on your couch?"
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Posted: Tue Oct 03, 2006 7:31 pm
"They all vary, it seems... Depends on the staff, really." After all, they waited so long for Jamal that it made him sick, and other people changed really fast compared to her.
The halt of the grooming and question caught her attention once more, and she nodded. "Couch, bed... Whichever you feel more comfortable on is fine with me."
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