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 Posted: Tue Apr 22, 2008 6:28 pm
Who: Mouse, Dayo, Julian and Gage
Where: The partially reconstructed Lab building
When: April 22nd, 2008; early evening
Weather: Spring-warm with cool breezes.
The ferry from Barton to Gambino couldn't move fast enough.
After being twelve seconds late for the first one, Mouse's anticipation for what lay ahead of her was becoming so strong that she gripped the guard rail of the pristine white boat she had managed to catch so her hands wouldn't shake so much. There was a distinct rattly ringing noise in the long bars of metal that became increasingly erratic as the vessel they belonged too inched along the quiet stretch of ocean that connected the two Gaian cities. Its pace was far, far too leisurely. The green girl had the mind to go find the engineer of this damn thing and beat him upside the head until he picked up the pace a bit. Didn't the Gambino Ocean Transport Co. realize that some people had important places to go?!
Dammit. She was late. It wouldn't be good for her standing at all that she was tardy for something so important. Whipping her cell-phone out of a pocket, she dialed the Lab to tell whoever was at the receptionist's desk that she was going to be a little behind because the ferry schedule was very poorly put together.
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A soft blue cloud of fog barely managed to illuminate one corner of one of the rooms of the Lab that had been fully rebuilt. Besides that and the waning sunlight slowly but surely abandoning the window, it was completely dark -- there wasn't working electricity everywhere yet, and this happened to be one of those unfortunate places with no artificial light. It was probably the friendliest and most effective place to keep this newly-born Frei until she was picked up so she wouldn't end up wandering away through a half-built wall. Which was something that had already almost happened since she emerged from her tank a mere day and a half ago... twice. Either she had an extremely short attention span, or she just plain decided she didn't like being inside once she made the discovery there was more to the world than the glass cell she was created in.
It was really too soon in her life to tell and too much of a risk to try and find out, especially with Dr. Kyou having to go off on one of his mysterious excursions and leaving the Frei to the care of the people on staff who had the time to make sure she hadn't figured out how to use the doorknob yet. Right now that wasn't an issue at all: she was content to tap at the glass of the window with a fingernail with a confused and disappointed look in her yellow eyes. What kind of mysterious force was keeping the wind from reaching through this hole in the wall?
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Posted: Thu Apr 24, 2008 12:43 pm
Julian was a man that believed in a certain amount of promptness regarding important situations. The phrase "better late than never" meant little to him as it sounded far too much like a particularly weak excuse for one's regular tardiness. With spring underway, there was no way he could ignore the fact traffic would affect any mode of transport, but he felt it was perfectly acceptable for him to tap his foot repeatedly against the cement of the sidewalk. A steady rhyme built up, and it seemed to blend in perfectly with the near supernatural orchestra of chirping birds and excited children. The usual pairs of young lovers were strangely absent, though the scientist could not blame them for all having migrated to the beach. While he was not much of a man for excessive frivolity and sunshine, he could appreciate why the majority of the population reveled in it. There was something to be said for waiting outside without requiring a jacket or even long, concealing sleeves.
He stood as he waited, clipboard held in one hand while the other had the sole occupation of carrying his watch and thus his ability to become more and more perturbed at this 'Mouse' person's absence. Logically, Julian was not so egotistical as to believe he had never forced another soul to wait for his presence, but was this not an incredibly important experience both for the newly developed female frei and her guardian-to-be? Surely, it would not have hurt the woman to display some positive quality, such as a knowledge of when and where it was appropriate to turn up late.
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"Your owner is on her way," Gage stated reassuringly the moment he had the door open. Difficulties involving the human's arrival had been relayed to him by Julian all of ten minutes ago, and justly he had been sent to offer comfort and support to the current youngest Raevan. Moving through the Lab even as it reached completion on its reconstruction was rather demanding; he found some small measure of relief in that he had finally located the proper room. Slipping inside, he shut the door behind him, hovering next to it as he assessed whether or not he should draw any closer to the strange, yet beautiful figure before him. Indecision was the easiest choice available. "What are you—oh. That is a window."
Some time passed in which the green frei fought internally; he knew how to describe a window in complex language, but simplifying his words took some mental processing. Gage was not loathe to give the wrong assumption concerning his intelligence as normally his lack of excessive vocalization was attributed to his young age and introverted demeanor, but there were moments in which dulling his speech became taxing. "You can not pass through. Let me… let me open it."
Painstakingly slow, he drifted towards the female, crossing over what seemed to be an impossibly large distance in order to gain access to the panel of glass. Careful not to brush against a foreign body, he flipped the latch at the top before pulling the window upwards, allowing a sudden influx of the sound and sight of the great outdoors.
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Posted: Thu Apr 24, 2008 1:16 pm
Mouse knew all about punctuality. She had only spent her entire life since she figured out how to use a wrench building things that depended upon everything moving within very precise intervals of time in order to work properly, and it was only natural that she would pride herself in putting same sort of precision into her daily schedule when she had important things to do. Unfortunately, there was always those little mishaps that she had no control over that messed these things up... things like an idiot b*****d in front of her who didn't know how to pick a lane for seven blocks, which led to her missing her boat and ultimately putting her a good half hour behind schedule. At least the sidewalks were clear enough at this part of the day to run. Clear across town.
The girl spent a good half a block winding down so she wouldn't look so exhausted upon her arrival, slowing down to a businesslike power-walk until the Lab was finally no longer an imaginary spot on the horizon. That impatient-looking man with the orange hair and the incessantly-tapping foot must have been the man she had spoken to on the phone. He didn't seem very understanding about her situation at first glance. Oh well; she'd only have to deal with him for a few minutes to get formalities out of the way, and then she could take her Raevan home.
Quickly slapping a smile across her features, she extended her hand for an introductory shaking. "Hi, sorry for the mishap... idiots on the road and even bigger idiots in the ocean. Is my Frei alright?" she asked, with a genuine tone of concern.
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The soft clicking noises of the door opening, and then closing again, made the new Frei turn around hopefully as she discovered a potential chance to go somewhere else, but it only took the realization that the opportunity was already gone for her to lose interest and shift her attention back to the glass panes nearby. She acknowledged Gage only momentarily as he told her the mouth-generated sound people called the thing she was now pressing both of her hands against. She didn't seem to care that this was called a 'window' and the larger opening sealed away with a swinging wooden rectangle was called a 'door': as far as she was concerned, they were both as much holes in the wall as the less-complete parts of the Lab building were. These ones just required more than a simple intent to get through them, and that was the problem.
When the window opened and let a gentle evening breeze inside the room, it felt almost as if it was blowing away the awkwardness of the situation along with the still and dusty air. The eagle girl's long plumes of hair swayed slowly and gently with the cool wind, and her face became something of tranquility that would have been more fitting for a monk on his deathbed than a young new Raevan. Clearly, the look she then gave Gage must have been nothing else than one of gratitude. Something about that smile was oddly contagious.
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