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 Posted: Mon Jan 22, 2007 10:48 am
There was a shuffle of feet behind the door, which soon opened to reveal the fully changed squirrel woman. She offered a smile to Oz while leaning lazily against he door frame, quite keen on absently accentuating her feminine curves. He didn't exactly seem to be in a good mood, after all.
"Long time no see," she said simply, looking him up and down as her tails moved expressively on their own behind her. "What can I do for you?"
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Posted: Mon Jan 22, 2007 11:27 am
Oz was very intent on keeping his concentration for the task at hand, so the last thing that had entered into his mind was the possibility Antony might have changed since their last meeting. Quite dumbstruck for a moment, all troubles melted away as he was struck by her new look, including the new hair colour.
"Wow...you look different," he said rather bluntly.
His whole posture had slackened in this moment, so it was physically visible when he regained purpose.
"Oh...umm...I came to say...a very late...thank you for the Christmas stuff," he said, not masking his inability to be subtle very well.
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Posted: Mon Jan 22, 2007 11:44 am
She simply gave him a crooked grin and shrugged, "It happens."
An eyebrow quirked upwards as he stood up straight once more, but she kept quiet while he stumbled through his words, a look of amusement etched softly across her furry facial features.
When he was finished, she nodded and smiled, "Is that all then? Or was there something else you wanted...?"
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Posted: Mon Jan 22, 2007 12:22 pm
How could she take her change so well? Maybe because she'd been more of an animal for much longer than Oz had, although it scared him to think that when that time came for him that he'd shrug it off so easily. But back to the matter at hand...
"...I'm sorry I couldn't get you anything in return...I wasn't really sure what I could have got you anyways," he continued, shrugging his even more expansive shoulders.
"And yeah...could I come in? I need to ask you something," he asked a little sheepishly, the male bravado of their first meeting gone.
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Posted: Mon Jan 22, 2007 12:52 pm
She waved off his apology and motioned him inside with another smile, shutting and locking the door behind him. Once inside Antony nodded to the couch, remaining standing herself.
"What's up?" An index finger absently twirled a lock of red hair around her finger while she waited for his question. Her expression was too neutral to read.
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Posted: Mon Jan 22, 2007 12:59 pm
Oz shuffled inside awkwardly, having to crouch slightly to fit through the doorframe. It was a slight squeeze width ways too. Still incredibly sensitive about what had changed, he had to fight hard to stop himself blushing or just scrambling for the nearest opportunity to hide. He was a little odd that respect - a wilful act of humiliation was shrugged off quickly, whereas something beyond his control haunted him for days.
Oz settled himself on the couch, trying to ignore its creaking protests to his weight. He looked to Antony, who was still standing, and wondered why she hadn't sat down. He hesitated a little, looking down at his hands as he fiddled with his fingers.
"Well...its concerning...umm...our little...session," he said, quite visibly struggling with words. "Did you...."
He broke it off. How could he say this without upsetting or accusing her?
"Someone else found out...who then got upset at me..." he tried to hint at what he was going to ask.
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Posted: Mon Jan 22, 2007 1:08 pm
She watched him with a keen eye for a moment before sitting down in a chair generally facing Oz. Again, his stumbling brought amusement to her features, but Antony managed to hide most of it well enough this time.
His next statement brought an audible sigh, however. "Look, it's not my fault you got yourself caught by your girlfriend or other prospects... And you sure as hell better not have come here to get me to dig you out of the hole you dug yourself."
Really, did she look like the kind of girl who made peace with girlfriends of the men she's slept with?
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Posted: Mon Jan 22, 2007 1:14 pm
"You told her?!" he whined, his face all kinds of horror.
It took a while longer for Ant's other statement to sink before it garnered a reaction from him. Sayuri wasn't exactly his girlfriend, but he had never expected her to find out what had happened, no less be shown.
"She's not my girlfriend, shes just...errm...look, I just don't like people finding out what I do, okay."
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Posted: Mon Jan 22, 2007 1:20 pm
"Did you not listen to me? I don't like getting involved in the other girls, whatever their label," she snapped, eyes darkening dangerously. "I didn't tell whoever else you're ********. It was probably the god damn labs showing the camera feed to her. They like stirring trouble when they're sitting behind their safe little electrified fence."
By this time, Antony had stood up and glared down at the much larger man sitting on her couch, arms crossed over her chest indignantly.
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Posted: Mon Jan 22, 2007 1:31 pm
Camera feed...what the...?
"Camera? What camera? I never saw one," he replied, adding confusion into the mix now.
As kinky as it would have been to be filmed, it wasn't something he'd ever want to do. And besides, surely he should have noticed a camcorder if she had one. Even the newest ones were big enough to see.
"Wait a min...the labs?"
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Posted: Mon Jan 22, 2007 1:34 pm
Oh man this one was dense. She sighed raggedly to calm herself down, rubbing her temples slowly. "Yes, the labs have cameras... They're hidden, and everywhere. How do you think the labs are able to buzz people down during conflicts? We're nothing but a ******** experiment, and so what better way to make observations and keep people in line then have a big brother atmosphere?"
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Posted: Mon Jan 22, 2007 1:39 pm
Oz was dumb-struck once more. It might have been easy for him to shrug off any cameras in the village, had he paid enough attention to see them in the first place. He came from a CCTV culture, where surveillance cameras were the norm in cities. But the intrusion of cameras into the duplexes sank much deeper.
"They put ******** cameras in our ROOMS!? Where?!" he said standing up abruptly and frantically looking for any sign of a lense or a flashing light or a wire.
This was all he needed. After the week he'd had so far, the last thing he needed to know that he was the subject of a demented nature documentary.
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Posted: Mon Jan 22, 2007 1:45 pm
Antony caught on to what he was frantically thinking rather quickly and held her ground, narrowing her eyes at the much larger man. "I don't know and you're not going to beat up my walls to find out." Her voice was firm and despite her smaller relative stature, she was not to be argued with. Period.
Behind her, the nine tails lashed and were tense, ready in case she had to make a quick get away movement.
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Posted: Mon Jan 22, 2007 1:51 pm
"What...you're okay with being...watched all the time? You're okay with some retard wanking over your sex scenes? Or watching you take a piss on the toilet?" he replied snidely, his language becoming uncharacteristically vulgar.
And whilst he was starting to feel riled enough to actually DO something, he had to admit that he didn't have the courage to defy Antony. He obeyed her comman by staying put, despite his need to actually find the offending camera.
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Posted: Mon Jan 22, 2007 3:33 pm
"I've been here for over a year," she countered, standing up a bit taller, teeth baring slightly. "I'm used to it and we don't exactly have a choice anyways." Her retorts were bitter, and she had to hold herself back from taking any more steps towards him.
He was twice her size, after all.
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