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 Posted: Sun Jul 16, 2006 6:03 pm
this is PRP, meaning only Gallen and Duke want to join PM and ask one of us, thanks.
Gallen was heading to his friends duplex, it had been an while since he had seen his friend Duke. Gallen was happy to know that Duke was becoming a feline as well, grinning at the idea of the young man as an anthro feline. Though he hated what he was becoming he had come to terms and hoped Duke had too. But either way they were going to meet and head to the reck room to watch some old samurai films, starting with Gallen's favorite Seven Samurai. As he approached Duke's Duplex he felt a little nervous, knowin how fast the young mans mood shifted. He gently knocked on the door, grinning ear to ear.
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Posted: Tue Jul 18, 2006 1:44 pm
RAWR!! Third attempt at posting this! I lost the other two!!!
At the sound of a knock at the door, a human shaped man threw himself at the door, twisting the lock and pressing himself up against it. Silver eyes in a feline face darted crazily attempting to find something to block the door with other then his body or the immoveable bed. A loud yowl escaped the feline face as a clawed hand attempted to lift one of the stange shaped legs, causing it to split in two, one leg bending like a usual leg, the other sliding off at a funny angle. The eyes held a pained, scared expression as the body tried to lift itself into a sitting position. Elongated ears, black backed, swivelled back and tried to listen for a hint of who was at the door. Turning awkwardly, a silver eye pressed to the lock and tried to spy the person, but saw nothing. Resigning himself with a sigh, Duke sat back, fear across his face.
"Who is it?" His voice came out in a warning growl of a feline. Heaving his body over toward the bed, leaving the door locked, Duke pulled the sheet off and tied it around his waist, hiding the strange, malformed legs that now took up the lower half of his body. Last night he had felt a sharp stab to his arm, and this morning went through a disturbing change of shape. Though not painful when it happened, his now four legs were weak and would not support his weight properly, an ache racing up the backs of each of his original legs were the split happened. Tying the long sheet securely, gripping tight to the wall, clawed hands leaving scratches on the paintwork, Duke attempted to walk to the door again, holding onto the wall for support. What had he arranged today? He couldn't remember. No wait... Gallen had asked him to go and watch his strange samurai movies! Oh merda! Merda merda merda!! Making it to the door, gripping the doorframe and slowly unlocking it, he opened it a crack and peered out at the expectant Gallen. His tail curled a little at the end to see his feline friend.
"Gallen... Chiedo scusa! I mean, I'm sorry, Gallen... Something's happened, I can't come hang with you, amico! Merda... Gallen... please, leave me be!" Duke's face was a mask of fear and anxiety, his italian roots coming through in his speech as he supplimented some of the words he knew. He turned away from the door, looking for a shirt to put on over his furred body, one hand gripping the door frame, the other holding the sheet around his waist. He was already wearing his wristbands and his Whitby Wyrm pendant, but his shirts were piled on the other side of the room. He silently snarled at them behind the door and turned back to Gallen, a pleading but scared look to his eyes.
"Per favore, amico, leave me be. I need to sort things out here..." Duke's legs were starting to give way again, but he tightened his grip on the doorframe, teeth gritted to remain standing infront of his friend. He was not weak, he wasn't!
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Posted: Tue Jul 18, 2006 5:27 pm
Gallen’s smile started to turn to a frown as he saw his friend, he seemed different, more so then the last time they were together and how he was acting made Gallen more concerned. "Aye ye alright, ya look horrible." He pressed to the door ignoring the warning growls, and pushing the door open to get in. "What has happened, ye can tell yer friend." His small muzzle like face was pressed to the door, his green feline eyes meeting his, showing concern for his friend.
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Posted: Wed Jul 19, 2006 1:10 am
Duke emitted a large yowl as Gallen pushed the door wider, loosing balance for a moment before pressing himself to the door frame, eyes tight shut, mouth shaped into a snarling grit of teeth. Damn Gallen and his curious nature, his too caring nature. Since Duke had arrive the guy had wanted to just help and help and help him. He didn't need help, wasn't it obvious? If given time he'd be fine! The fur along his shoulders and spine stood on end, an imitation to a dog's hackles rising, a warning to Gallen as Duke slowly loosened his grip on the door, using the wall as support and shuffled to the now bare bed, the sheet being around his waist, conveniantly hiding his four legs.
"Gallen, amico, please, just go will you? I'm fine, just... different." Gallen himself looked a little different from the last time they had meet, more fur, claws, balacing himself more foreward on his feet. Duke looked away. What kind of place was this, wanting to change innocents into strange beasts? Duke sniffed and rubbed a furred hand over his silver eyes, careful not to hurt himself with his claws. "Gallen, look, give me a while capire?" Duke turned his back on his friend, using his hands to draw up his legs onto the bed and turn fully away from Gallen. He didn't want to see Gallen when he was like this. He had had to comfort the man on his first change, and that had caused him to swear he wouldn't make a fuss himself, but he was going through a completely different change to Gallen. Why didn't Gallen had four legs? Lowering his head, Duke wrapped his clawed hands around it and remained silent.
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Posted: Thu Jul 20, 2006 7:17 am
Gallen lowered his ears sadly, a new trait he had gained since his last change. He had also stopped wearing shoes now that he had pads on his feet and they were too big for human shoes. His tail swished as he came in and looked at Duke's back. "Ye changed again, Ah am sorry. Ye should not face it alone, but if ye wish ah will go." he lowered his ears as he turned to leave noticing how oddly shaped Duke looked under the covers. He seemed bigger and his feet seemed to be in an odd position. Oh god was the people her turning him into a monster? No they could not, not this person, Gallen’s heart thumped hard.
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Posted: Thu Jul 20, 2006 8:47 am
Duke sniffed, rubbing at his face with the back of his hand, eyes watering with the fear of being left now that someone was here to talk to him and comfort him. His elongated ears lowered, the tufted pointed almost gracing his shoulders. His feline face looked lost, and he peered over his shoulder at his friend. His voice was choked as he attempted to speak the first time, but he gave up and instead turned a little and motioned for Gallen to sit with him on the bed. He moved the covers a little and revealed one split leg, the weaker leg behind near useless as he say. His back had grown extra to accomodate the new legs, and he found sitting normally really hard, but couldn't think of any way to alliviate the ache that was starting in his second length of back. He was embarrassed by this change, and, checking the door had closed, moved to the stack of shirts slowly, calming himself to speak properly.
"Happened this morning." He muttered, slipping his arms into a black shirt with blue and grey flames coming down from the shoulders and up from the bottom hem. It was comfortable to wear, even with fur, andit helped him to hide some of his body. He tightened the knot around his waist, as it was starting to loosen because of the weight. He'd need to find something to hide his lower body until he grew stronger muscles. "I woke up and felt the strange sensations in my legs, only to find they had split in some strange way to accomade to four." He kept his back to Gallen as a tear rolled down his cheek, and down his jaw line. His clawed hands scrapped on the cloth of his t-shirts as he placed them in a drawer that would probably never be opened again. The force of what was happening hit him, and he lowered to the ground, shaking, tears falling freely from his face as he wrapped his arms around himself.
"Gallen, I can't control what's happening to me!" Duke spoke softly, fear and rejection making him rock back and forth on his strangely bent legs. "All through my life something has happened to make me loose control of what's going on, but this is different! Here I am alone, and I can't stop anything, can't change the plot of my story! Merda dell'oh! Perchè accade sempre me?" Duke looked like a forlorn child, head bowed, crying freely. The rational part of his mind was going haywire at the fact he was allowing someone to see this weakness, this fall in respect for himself, but he couldn't help it, he couldn't stop. Merda! Gallen was going to think him such a weakling, such a fool! None of the thoughts seemed to get through as he continued to cry and shake and rock on the floor. It was certainly helping him to alliviate some of the fear and apprihension, but he would have preferred to do it in private.
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Posted: Thu Jul 20, 2006 3:03 pm
"shhh it is ok ah am e're, your not alone. We are all in this together." he held due stroking his fur gently. "Ah like the change makes ya look stronger, and ah think you should just stop wearing clothes all tageather, show of yer nice form." he wanted to make Duke feel better as he held him his tail curling around him and teasing Duke's hind paw. He was happy t see Duke open up and wanted to help him, he smiled as he nuzzled Duke gently. "aya at least yu have a cat brother." he smiled and purred to Duke lovingly. What is tehre to controle, let go just embrace what ye are comeing, ah have. Beleave me ah hate ths too, but we have no choice"
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Posted: Thu Jul 20, 2006 3:50 pm
Duke turned and, for the first time since his sister had died, chose to wrap his arms around Gallen. He forced his face into Gallen's neck to hide his shame, ears back, eyes closed tight shut. His own tail flickered, and the tickling sensation on his hind paw sent a shiver along his lower spine. He slowly calmed, Gallen's soothing words helping him, and that hand, stroking his fur... It reminded him of moments with his sister, all those years ago, when he had entered their room with another black eye and more bruises then could be counted on his body. He would sit with her, and she would stroke his hair and his arms, and he would fall asleep there, in the knowledge he was safe. Duke rubbed his thumb over Gallen's furred side, listening to the deep purr that came from Gallen, joined with another, his own. He hadn't realised he could purr, but then, he had never allowed someone to touch him before.
"Si." Duke murmured around his purrs, finding it difficult to do both. "Il mio fratello felino." Duke kept his eyes closed as he contemplated Gallen's words, but slowly shook his head. "Non posso, Gallen! I couldn't wear nothing! I'd be so ashamed..." His tears were slower, but they still rolled down his cheeks. He was in such a predicament, and he was so lost. "There is to much in my memories to allow me to just forget my apprihensions and walk around like some of these islanders! I couldn't bring myself to it." Duke's pupils were dilated as he opened them and looked up at Gallen, fear evident in his face. "Gallen, I couldn't!" Holding tighter to his friend, Duke stared at the pile of clothing, using the back of his hand to scrub at his face before replacing it on Gallen's side, comforted in the knowledge Gallen was still there, hadn't regected him. Duke's usual response was to push people away before they could regect, but Gallen, through it all, had been there for him. And he ahd comforted Gallen after all. Perhaps Gallen was simply repaying him the gesture?
"Gallen... Sono realmente spiacente..."
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Posted: Thu Jul 20, 2006 7:51 pm
Gallen laughed, "Mum an Da were archeologist, but I do not understand…. French? But if that looks tells the same story you should not fear ah am e’re. Ah never want to see any one I care for hurt.” he purred again hoping to hear and feel that wonderful purr Duke had "ye shame? ah see no shame, ah think you are beautiful as yu are and when it is over ah bet ye will be the most attractive e're on the island." He nuzzled Duke as he stroked his back sliding up the shirt to rub his back fur. He remembered what Duke did for him during his change and he wanted to pay him back, but in another way, this here was his duty for a friend, not pay back. He cared for duke and would help him through anything. He purred gently as he rested his head on Dukes shoulder "Don be ashamed, I am proud of yu.
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Posted: Sat Jul 22, 2006 3:20 pm
Duke almost laughed as Gallen called his language french. Poor Gallen. Cheering him up but not in the way he thought he was. Remaining quiet, staring off into space as his eyes traced the patterns appearing on Gallen's body, hand poised over the patterns, long claw following the progress of his eyes. Gallen always seemed to care for him, even when Duke was nasty and horrible, demanding to be left alone. Gallen saw through it all, and remained. Duke didn't understand why, but he was grateful, and wouldn't mention his thoughts. Duke's spine shivered at the hand the rubbed gently up and down under his shirt, making him emit another long, deep purr. Duke looked up at Gallen with accusing, silver eyes, still watery, but no longer crying.
"Italian. Not French. I said I am really sorry." Duke smiled a little against Gallen's chest. "My shame goes deep from childhood Gallen." Duke muttered, snuggling his head close under Gallen's chin, arms tightening their hold. "Things that I will discuss at another time with you. It is just my way... And thankyou... I don't know why, but I am pleased you are proud of me."
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Posted: Sun Jul 23, 2006 9:08 pm
Gallen teared up as he held Duke, he felt bad for this young man...feline...friend. "An am sorry, Italian, Very nice language. But why should ya be ashemed, yer a good guy. Is that why ye wore all them heavy clothes when we first met." He purred in reply to Dukes purr and cuddled his back, his tail swooshing. He felt bad for Duke and for himself traped on this island, and being made cretures that could never be accepted back into teh human world, But they had each otehr and maybe in some light they were well family. "Ah brougth the DVDs by the way we can sit e're in ya room and watch em. A good Kurosawa film always makes me smile" he knew it sounded dumb but he realy was trying to cheer up Duke.
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Posted: Tue Jul 25, 2006 6:55 am
Duke nodded in reply to Gallen's question, letting go of Gallen and pulling himself upright, scratching his stomach under the shirt and pushing his black hair, which now had blondish roots, out of his face. He needed a good haircut. He hadn't had one since he had arrived, and he was starting to look a mess... Or more of a mess then usual, especially with his leg problem. Heaving himself to his feet, keeping hold of his bed sheet, using the chair his clothes were sat on for support, Duke moved to the side where there were a number of canvases piled onto a box shape on top of the drawers. Moving them down the side, Duke revealed a TV, plugging it into a wall socket and switching it onto AV so that the DVDs could play straight out, picking up the remotes from a shelf balanced precariously with paint pots, water beakers and other stuff.
"Here." Duke chucked the remotes at Gallen and shuffled to the bed, turning his back on Gallen, undoing the sheet and sitting on the bed, covering over his legs as best as he could once settled. "Chuck 'em in, and we'll watch them here. I don't feel like going anywhere else." Duke smiled a little, sharpened canines showing a little over his bottom lip. "Let us settle down and watch these movies for the rest of the afternoon."
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Posted: Tue Jul 25, 2006 3:31 pm
"Ah was thinking the same thing, play the DVDs e're for the rest the afternoon."
Gallen purred and leaped off the bed, sticking the DVDs into the player and then hurried back, climbing up and cuddleing next to his felin brother. As he cuddeld close he purred, "ye don't have ta hid yer self from me, I like how ye look, get use to showing off yer stuff." he grinned " so ever seen Seven Samuri, it is a great flm, old but great." he clicked the button on the remote starting the film.
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