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 Posted: Sat Apr 16, 2016 9:21 am
He had a hard time finding out where Jan was. His short dms with Horace had shown he wasn't there, but had at least gone to him for food, which brought on more questions than answers. Any portal roster showed he hadn't signed off to a mission or on leave, and he was wondering where else he would have gone. He debated going to America, but he was using that as the last option as he could. Had he gone to her for food too despite showing such reluctance to eat most times?
He wondered who else he slept with when not in his bed or Horace's and didn't want to knock on Melody's door just yet. It was a quick assumption and Jan at the time of the beach seemed offended he even thought in that direction.
The only thing he could think of when checking the Infirmary and calling had lead no results, was to use his Spectre Watch. It wasn't something he even used often, if at all, but he knew it's abilities. It could find hunters on duty or in the facilities. If Jan was anywhere, he might be able to find him. Throughout the following days, he checked his watch like a teenage girl eagerly checking their phone for their crush's text back, and while in the middle of lunch, he saw a ping. Jan. Jungle Duty.
Bolting up, he tossed his tray into the dish bin and raced out at full speed, which might have been suspicious but considering people were called for missions at any hour, went unnoticed. It was along run there, one where even all the months diving left him winded, but he arrived at the massive ladder before pulling himself up, pushing the hatch and making his way inside.
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Posted: Sat Apr 16, 2016 9:33 am
Lawrence was not in a very good mood despite having found a way to wrestle back some part of his control, he'd managed to get back to eating only the bare minimum each day much to Butches constant irritation and protest but in order to maintain this he had had to give up such luxuries as a warm and comfortable room, friends, sex, manicures, skincare, shampoo and proper bathing facilities. He'd even had to give up his own choice of clothing, dressed in a standard issue set of overalls and feeling distinctly unattractive. Refusing to resort to decimating his thin hair by washing in the sea he had been using bottled water along with pilfered baking soda and vinegar as a very basic alternative. This meant at the very least he looked clean, even if it was clean and scruffy with a distinct blonde and white beard coming in already.
In order to at the very least keep the organisation off his back he had been attending duties as and where he could. Jungle watch seemed straightforward enough and close enough to where he'd been setting up a makeshift camp that he felt it was acceptable to attend. He didn't expect to be bothered, the roster had stated that only one person needed to staff the treehouse watch post.
He heard someone approaching from the facility side just as they reached the ladder and when the hatch opened he froze like a feral cat, giving Melvin a wide eyed stare in a temporary standoff.
There was a split second where he just stared, but the moment Melvin took so much as one step, he was ready to snap into action.
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Posted: Sat Apr 16, 2016 2:22 pm
He was just as frozen, staring wide eyed at the strange person who was standing there. He was thinner now, more hollow, more evident now that he forced himself to be more aware of his health. It was the first time he ever saw Jan with facial hair. His clothes were not pristine, suggesting that he hadn't bothered to come home to get any and that he lived nowhere that had a set for him. They were standard issue and frumpy to an extreme. He looked more like a homeless person than the dignified creature the prided himself on personal upkeep.
Slowly easing into the watch fully, he lowered the hatch down and stood atop it, doing all these actions very slowly and not looking away from Jan. Something was seriously wrong and he needed to know what was happening.
"Jan...what's going on here?" Because clearly something was and he would like to be informed.
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Posted: Sat Apr 16, 2016 3:35 pm
Lawrence didn't move, he stayed fixed in place but it was obvious that there was tension in all of his body, ready to spring like a wild animal. He did not want to deal with Melvin at all, he didn't want to have to explain why he'd run off or to even acknowledge that he had run off in the first place. All of his avoidance behaviours had come home to roost.
And yet looking at the pathetic figure of Melvin he had a sensation this was probably not the correct thing he was doing, but at this point he was so very tangled that there was nothing to be done about it.
"Jungle Duty." he said slowly and carefully, as if that was what he was being asked.
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Posted: Sat Apr 16, 2016 3:40 pm
He watched him and there was something that said stay put. Jan was watching him with wide eyes and seemed skittish, which was unusual too considering he often loved it when Melvin was close and holding him.
Seeing Jan did not cause him to worry less, but only shot up his concerns to new levels.
"That's not what I meant, Jan. Where have you been? Why haven't you been anywhere I can reach you? Why are you...." He looked him over and back up again. ".....What is wrong?"
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Posted: Sat Apr 16, 2016 3:48 pm
Lawr's gaze moved to the window once before darting straight back to Melvin, seeking out an escape route from this horrible situation.
"Somewhere." he said slowly before adding. "Nothing."
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Posted: Sat Apr 16, 2016 4:28 pm
"Jan. I'm here for you. I want to help you. Why are you avoiding me like I'm against you?" He said, and caught the glance to the window and back.
He also glanced and stared back at him.
"..D...don't." For the love of ******** runic and the entire Alien Franchise, he better not even THINK about that alternative.
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Posted: Sat Apr 16, 2016 4:32 pm
"You want to make me eat." he said. "And it is not acceptable." It was the simplest way he could break down the situation, the complex tangle of logic and mess of personas.
"Cover my duty for me, thanks. Goodbye." And taking a running jump, summoning claws in mid air he vaulted right out of the window, and in a barely controlled fall slid down a neighbouring tree and sprinted off into the forest, showing a startling turn of speed for a normally very exercise avoidant individual.
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Posted: Sat Apr 16, 2016 4:46 pm
Rushing after him, he reached out just as Jan jumped and hit the frame of the wall to grasp at hair. Watching him claw down the neighboring tree like a cat going down a pair of curtains, he slammed his fist upon the window ledge.
"GOD DAMNIT JAN! GET YOUR a** BACK HERE!" He called out, but he was only given the sight of Jan rushing into the wilderness.
Staring out, he watched for several moments before he sighed. He knew by the time he got down the ladder again, he would be miles away. At least he had the energy for that, but he wondered for how long.
"What is wrong with eating? ******** - I don't get him. I don't. He's acting like a crazy person! AAAUUUGGGH I gotta get him home and in bed!" He shouted out around the room before he moved to the hatch. ******** Jungle Duty. He had to set up traps now!
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