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 Posted: Sun Aug 20, 2006 9:58 pm
Liamh winced and gingerly set a hand on her shoulder. "Life just gets more interesting, doesn't it...." He glanced over, examining her strange, inhuman eyes carefully. After a moment, he sat back again. "Huh. That'd be really cool if it weren't, you know, really painful." He smiled encouragingly.
"Did you.... know it was going to happen? Before it, well, happened?" He reached over, his hand hovering over one of hers, and he glanced up as if asking permission. "And does it.... still hurt?"
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Posted: Mon Aug 21, 2006 10:56 am
"On the brightside, I suppose, I can see much better, every thing is a bit more vivid...if not watery around the edges." She lifted her hands so that Liamh's were touching hers, giving him permission. "They're raw..." She said, more of a caution than anything else. "I did actually...They came to inject me yesterday. I think that was the worst part, knowing that I was about to change and simply waiting for it. Sort of rides on a girls nerves you know?"
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Posted: Fri Aug 25, 2006 1:22 am
He ran his fingertips over the rough, scaly patches. It was like sandpaper, or a cat's tongue, or the sound of a chain-smoker's voice. He ran them over again, then gingerly picked up her hands and turned them over, the back again, exploring the structural changes the devastating serum had caused. Wrapping his mind around it, trying to digest the actuality of it.
"I don't know what I'd do," he said simply. "I think I'd panic. I'd freak out. Try to get away, though i'm sure they'd never allow that in a million years. They're good at what they do. Blasted good. They've had...." he scrunched up one side of his face. ".. practice." He lowered her hands and, glancing at his own, propped his chin on his fist. "D@mn them. They've got it all figured out, don't they..." he leaned back against the couch and sighed, crossing his arms over his chest. He stared at the wall opposite them intently, as if studying it. For once, it seemed that his cheerful demeanor had been shaken, as he tried to sort it all out.
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Posted: Tue Sep 05, 2006 5:51 pm
Ally blinked, a filmy substance covering her eyes, disappering as quickly as it had come. "No...we probably couldn't get out Liamh, but we can get through this." She was determined to keep a straight face now despite her condition, if only to boost her friends spirits. Withdrawing her hands from his she hid them in the sleeves of her sweat-shirt, resting the hidden hand on his arm reassuringly. "We can and we will. If anyone is going to get trough this with a smile, its you...And I for one am glad that you'll be here." Offering him a weak smile she withdrew her hand sharply, self-conciously retreating back behind the gaurded wall that was her social fears...Acutely aware of the impact of her deformity on her friend.
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Posted: Wed Sep 06, 2006 9:44 pm
Liamh paused, leaned his head over and looked at her for a moment, the corner of his mouth twitching up into a reluctant smile, the corner of his eye scrunching up with the undampened embers of his careless cheer.
What'cha gonna do? What'cha gonna do when they come for you?
She was a good friend, and she didn't deserve this; but she was strong, stronger than all this. If she could deal with what was being thrown at her, he'd be hell-bound if he wouldn't ante up his share, when it came down to it.
"Yeah... yeah, i'm glad too. They can do what they want to us and go boil their heads. A lot people have lived through worse." he raised his hands and wiggled his fingers. "Even if we all get freaky fingers," he grinned teasingly, nudging her with his elbow. "Come on, lemme see again, those were kinda cool, with that fin thing an' everything."
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Posted: Wed Sep 13, 2006 3:40 pm
Ally rolled her eyes grinning ever-so slightly. "Alright Bean Pole...Maybe you'll start showing me a little bit of respect? After all I probably could eat you here soon enough." Carefully she withdrew her hand from her hoodie and proffered them to him again, palms up. "True they are sort of nifty, what with their shape and all I suppose."
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Posted: Wed Sep 13, 2006 8:05 pm
"Oh, you're gonna eat me, are you? 'Cus i'm tasty? Hmm?" He took her hand again and prodded at the fin-part and the rough, toothy skin patches. "Dude. That's cool. You've got your own nailfile built in."
He smirked. She was smiling again, that was a definite improvement. He thought for a moment, not quite able to put his finger - figuratively - on what the skin reminded him of, but it seemed really familiar.
"Well you'll still have to fear the wrath of the beanpole until i see some serious ferocity factor," He grinned, wrapping one arm around her head and giving her a light noogie through the hoodie.
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