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 Posted: Tue May 09, 2006 8:41 pm
Alec couldn't help but smile to himself, finding the situation almost deleriously comical. "Ye... Nuh... 'am 'kay." His voice was choppy and he disdainfully wiped saliva from his chin as he tried to form the words he wanted to say. The godamn knives in his jaws were really bad for enunciating.
After a moment silence he realized how stupid this must all be sounding to the girl on the other end. "Uh ye... c'n ye.... c'n ye come oveh?" He felt so stupid. So incredibly embarassed. "'ere?"
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Posted: Tue May 09, 2006 8:44 pm
God he sounded horrible. The girl replied without hesitation. "Sure, is there anything in particular you need me to bring over?" There were multiple possibilies as to why he could have been calling her over, scared as he sounded. Though ironically, him changing was one of the last things on her mind with everything else that had been going on the past couple days.
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Posted: Tue May 09, 2006 8:53 pm
He hadn't expected the offer she had given along with such a quick reply, and automatically got excited. "Fook ye!" He pressed nearer to the intercom. "Ah, ye go' some food? PLEEEASE say ye be a beor n' bring me foods?" He didn't even think twice about how insistant he was being.
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Posted: Tue May 09, 2006 8:56 pm
Amaya's brow rose at such an excited response, her tail twitching slightly. Though she couldn't help but laugh a little. "No problem. I'll run to the cafeteria and then right to your duplex. Stay there, I'll be there in a couple of minutes."
The lizard took her clawed finger off the intercom and reached back, snatching the bag she had used to carry food earlier off her bed before speeding out the door.
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Posted: Tue May 09, 2006 9:04 pm
His mouth was almost watering at the thought as he released the button on the intercom, not even caring that he was still in his boxers and his room was an absolute disaster area. The idea that someone was coming over quickly sank in, and the teen quickly sobered. How would she react? He hadn't even taken a good look at himself yet.
Slowly he turned so as not to unsteady himself, lumbering over to the bathroom and grabbing a shirt from a clothing pile as he passed. He still found it very difficult to move, the 'bark-like' crusted around the flexible areas of his body and hindered him very much. Bracing himself on the sink rim, he slowly glanced up to face himself in the mirror.
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Posted: Tue May 09, 2006 9:09 pm
Amaya quickly ran back into the cafeteria, not minding if anyone else was around since at the moment, it didn't concern her. But what did teenage guys eat?
... Easy enough. She grabbed a bag of chips, a couple cans of soda, and a few slices of pizza that were wrapped up and placed in her bag. The teen then spun around and, almost slipping on her scaley feet, ran back out the door. The sooner she got to him the better.
Running the entire way, Amaya finally made it to just outside his duplex. For a moment she stood, catching her breath before walking up and knocking on the door. "Alec, it's me."
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Posted: Tue May 09, 2006 9:21 pm
Alec's head snapped around at the sound of the knock, having been poking at his new razored teeth and his flattened nose. He looked so different, like he was dressed for Halloween.
"Com'n." He began to call out but his voice fell to normal speach levels on account of how tired he was. The door unlocked and opened a crack, the punk teen with his messed up hair and grey eyes staring meekly from behind the barrier. "'ey."
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Posted: Tue May 09, 2006 9:25 pm
The reptile blinked, noticing the change in his facial structure and the grey on his face. Though the messed mohawk was honestly the first thing she noticed. Like always, she didn't make a big deal out of it even though her expression turned more concerned and kind, her voice lower and more comforting.
"Hey, brought you food. Pizza and soda and stuff." Amaya smiled and held up the bag to him, waiting to be allowed inside.
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Posted: Tue May 09, 2006 9:34 pm
Alec still half-hid himself behind the doorway, attempting to fight off the urge to snatch the food and ditch Amaya but a part of him knew he'd never have the heart. He needed the comfort as much as the snack. "Yer a doll." He sighed and opened the door, shamefully staring at the ground. He didn't look THAT bad... right?
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Posted: Tue May 09, 2006 9:38 pm
The green iguana gave him a quick once-over with her equally green eyes before walking in with the same concerned smile. She set the bag of food down on the bed for him. "So does it still hurt or anything? I think all the duplexes have tylenol in the bathroom cupboard."
Otherwise, she mentioned nothing of his odd apperance. What was grey and brown with texture like that?
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Posted: Tue May 09, 2006 9:46 pm
Alec grimaced as he shut the door behind her, slightly regretting his bluntness to delve right into the subject at hand. What else was she supposed to talk about, anyways? His changes were minor but obvious to plain sight, moreso his teeth that he made efforts to keep his mouth shut most of the time and speech to a minimum. "Am 'kay, thanksh." The last word made his spit again and he grabbed for a bandanna laying on a chair in frustration to cover his mouth before he continued. With a semi-scowl on his face, he sat down on the bed and motioned for her to make herself comfortable. He couldn't help but grapple for the food in less than a minute afterwards.
"'s i' bad?" He mumbled as he attempted to stuff a piece of pizza into his mouth, wincing at the sensitivity of his still-tender gums. He also had trouble chewing.
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Posted: Tue May 09, 2006 9:51 pm
Amaya shook her head. "No." And that was in all honesty. He looked a little different but otherwise was still Alec. Green eyes watched him for a moment, concerned but otherwise not speaking any more about the change. She knew how much of a tender subject it was.
Pulling up a nearby chair, the girl sat a couple feet away from him and changed the topic. "You heard that announcment, right?"
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Posted: Tue May 09, 2006 9:56 pm
Alec concentrated on his pizza, frustrated by his lack of chewing abilities as he picked apart the slive into smaller chunks to swallow almost whole. "Ye." He nodded, crosses his legs on the mattress with much effort. With more movement, the brownish substance almost became more flexible. "Wha' d'ye think o' it?" He glanced up at Amaya but couldn't hold her gaze for too long. She looked really worried. "A' keep watchin ou' f'meself, outsi'" Motioning with a spare hand to the windows of his room, he continued. "bu' a joost keep meetin' mo' confused peoples..."
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Posted: Tue May 09, 2006 10:02 pm
"I dunno what I think..." Amaya trailed off, setting her chin in one of her large palms, clawed fingers curling inwards. She used the back to prop up her elbow since she was sitting on the chair backwards... her tail wouldn't allow it any other way.
"I found a knife by Rex's duplex and a few others. A big bloody one... I went with Chubbs and took it up to the labs. I really hope they can like... get fingerprints off it or something. I just want this to be over." The lizard picked at the back of the chair with her free hand and looked down at the floor. "I mean, Moreau will do s**t worse then the lockout. He'll throw us all in cages or something if it's not figured out..."
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Posted: Tue May 09, 2006 10:09 pm
Alec stopped eating altogether, staring wide-eyed at Amaya like a kicked puppy. "Wuh?" He couldn't remember all of Antony's explaination of the lockout, only catching the idea of being shoved into a cage against his will. He didn't even care about this Aubrey girl, he hadno idea what was going on or who was responsible he'd still be punished like a criminal?
"He can' do tha', can he?" The punk teen seemed to pale completely though his stomach told him to cut the crap and continue eating. The fact that he hadn't cleaned off the little cut to his finger didn't help. "Wha' are we g'na do? C'n we hide? Roon?" He was clearly becoming more antsy as ideas filled his impressionable mind.
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