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 Posted: Tue Feb 27, 2007 6:30 am
“Oh…Colette I was afraid this would happen, here I’ll get you those pills you gave me” He hurried the table where she’d put down the small tub that the pills where in. He fumbled with it in vain, unable to get it open with his wings and only ended up dropping the thing and spilling them on the floor. He swore loudly.
“S-sorry Colette, I can’t get them…erm…” God, what should he do now? She was in pain, and there was nothing he could do about it. He supposed only mental comfort would do for now
“I-it’s okay Colette, I’m here…I’m here” He crouched down next to here, and hugged her, his wings blanketing her almost completely.
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Posted: Tue Feb 27, 2007 8:41 am
Colette grimaced as she felt what seems like a bit on webbing forming inbetween her now very otter like feet and hands. It didn't grow as far as it probally would though.
She was a bit surpised at being hugged, but was glad that he did. His nice, cool feathers felt nice on what the skin that had yet to be covered in fur and she cried out as her tail began to grow a few feet longer now. The tail had really mostly formed in her last stage and that hurt like a bugger. Colette burried her muzzle like face in his feathers as she cried.
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Posted: Tue Feb 27, 2007 8:51 am
He could actually feel Colette changing through his wings, he cringed mentally at the thought it all, some how growing feathers now seemed almost pleasant compared to her tail.
Nick stayed silent for a while, and let Colette sob into his wings for a while. He nuzzled her with his beak gently, maybe that’d make her feel better.
“Colette…maybe I should call the labs for some new clothes for you?, those don’t looks comfortable with your tail any more…b-but you should get some rest…we’re both tired, right?”
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Posted: Tue Feb 27, 2007 9:02 am
She had slowly stopped crying as the pain dulled and her tail, hand, and feet ached. Colette nodded at his questions and sighed. She was quite drained from the whole ordeal with both of them changing so close to eachother.
"A-All right," Colette said and yawned as she found that his feathers really did feel quite nice.
'Ah.. Kinda like fur' she thought.
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Posted: Tue Feb 27, 2007 10:37 am
“I’ll call them later then” he smiled a bit, though it would be hard or anyone to read his expressions now through his feathered face. “You’ll need some new trousers to suit your tail, right?”
He let go of here and nestled down on the bed again, tucking his wings in either side and letting out a loud hoot/yawn.
“C’mon, there’s room for you too” He gestured towards the other side of the bed.
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Posted: Tue Feb 27, 2007 12:31 pm
Colette nodded and then walked on all fours, which was now quite easy for her, and got under the bed. She sighed and then curled up in the mass of blankets. Her otter instincs told her that she should sleep in her den and her 'nest' of blankets under the bed was what she deemed the den. Colette yawned and then metally yelled at herself.
'I am not an otter!' she angrly thought and then yawned before she got out from under the bed and then curled up next to Nick.
"Ah... Sorry about that.. Otter thing."
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Posted: Tue Feb 27, 2007 12:43 pm
“Err…It’s okay” Nick said, rather slowly, and a bit unsure of what Colette had just done. To him it seemed like she’d just taken a shortcut under the bed to the other side.
He wiggled on the spot a bit, getting into comfortable position, his own instincts telling him to sleep standing up. With his wings tucked on his side, the only good way to sleep was on his stomach.
“Night Colette” He muttered, and he drifted off to sleep.
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Posted: Tue Feb 27, 2007 12:47 pm
Colette yawned and then curled up on the bed as her tail still throbbed. She wanted to pet Nick's feathers, but knew that would wake him up and/or upset him. Colette sighed and then fell asleep, her tail hanging off the edge of the bed.
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