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 Posted: Fri Apr 07, 2006 2:15 pm
((Since the village thread is occupied..!)) Nita MacNeal Despite the air-conditioning, the girl was sweaty. She suddenly realized how gross she felt from the travelling, from the drive through the jungle, that weird doctor and his injection... Without further ado, she stripped off her tanktop, jeans, and underpants, dropped them in the hamper, and stepped into the shower. The spray was just the right strength, and the water had just approached the right temperature when-- Twenty-twenty-twenty four hours to go I wanna be sedated
Nothin' to do and no where to go-o-oh, I wanna be sedated
Just get me to the airport, put me on a plane
Hurry hurry hurry before I go insane
I can't control my fingers I can't control my brain
Oh no no no no nooooThe lyrics were muffled, but the bass came through loud and clear, along with the crashing and banging of someone-- Alec!-- on a drumset. A large drumset, and one that had obviously not been in the punk boy's battered duffel. This was... not a good sign. Nita sighed and pinched the bridge of her nose. She showered quickly to remove the sweat and grime of the day, vainly hoping that the boy would drum himself out by the time she exited the bathroom. No luck. Wrapped in a large clean towel, Nita glared at the floor. She jumped up and down a few times-- maybe Alec would hear and get the message. Unfortunately, any noise she made was only swallowed up by the ruckus below, and ended up in time with that blasted drumming. This was ridiculous. She needed to get out of the room. She pulled on fresh clothing and expertly put her long hair back into its customary braids. Locating her flip-flops and smearing a bit of sunscreen across her nose and on the tips of her ears, Nita grabbed her key and exited the duplex. She whacked on the door of #41 a couple of times, to no avail. Frustrated, she strode out across the open space, in search of.. something. She didn't know what. But whatever it was, it wouldn't have drums.
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Posted: Fri Apr 07, 2006 2:29 pm
Lauren was walking back to her duplex from the labs. She had her mp3 player on her ears blasted loud as well, holding a arm load of books and wearing a lab coat with her hair back into a pony tail. She had just finished one of her lessons for the day and was quite chipper than she had been learning some about the genetics of making a serum. Nothing much, just some of the basics.
Comming out of her day dreamy state, Lauren had noticed someone ahead. A red head, and she looked really familiar. She had to do a double take, pulling off her head phones and running towards the woman, nearly dropping her books.
"Fi... er..." Lauren yelled happily as she ran after the woman, her tail wagging.
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Posted: Fri Apr 07, 2006 2:51 pm
Angharad was sitting on the top step of the stairs outside her duplex. She'd been surprised to hear signs of life from the places she'd thought were empty on her first day; so she was surprised when she suddenly observed a girl stomp out of the duplex next to hers.
She started to her feet, hand slightly outstretched. This girl.. looked normal, just like her and Fee! Was she not changed? Or a captive like them? She pattered down the steps, but stopped short as another young woman ran past. In a lab coat.
A technician??
She stood, looking dumb for a moment, staring at her new nextdoor neighbour.
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Posted: Fri Apr 07, 2006 2:58 pm
Several strides out away from the duplex, Nita glanced around for further signs of life. A normal-looking girl, perhaps a few years younger than her, was sitting on the porch of the duplex next door. The slender redhead would have turned to greet her, when someone yelled, "FIRE!"
Her first instinct was to look for smoke, but her search was abruptly halted as a tall, lanky girl ran up to her. A tall, lanky girl.. with fur. And pointed ears. And a labcoat. "What the hell??" escaped her lips before she could stop herself. Nita backed up a bit, tossing an annoyed glance at #41, where Alec was still banging away.
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Posted: Fri Apr 07, 2006 3:02 pm
Lauren stopped in her tracks as she noticed the red head wasn't the red head Lauren thought she was. "Damn... sorry I thought you were someone else." Then the what the hell escaped her lips. Lauren looked at her puzzled.
She only noticed the other girl as the red head had turned to greet her. Lauren waiting, looking from one to the other. They were both unchanged, great... she hoped she didn't have to be the one to tell them. She hated that.
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Posted: Fri Apr 07, 2006 3:09 pm
The technician was changed. Changed, just like all the rest. But the redhead was still normal...
Angharad stepped forward, twisting her sleeves anxiously. Perhaps the furred girl could tell her more, if she was wearing a coat like that. A brief thought appeared in her head that she didn't know any creatures with horna and fur like that, but she swallowed and continued, her eyes and mind slowly accustomed over the past few days.
"E..excuse me? Do you work for the laboratory?"
She glanced sideways at the braided girl, and smiled tentatively.
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Posted: Fri Apr 07, 2006 3:15 pm
Oh yes. And the tall girl had horns.
Nita blinked. "Um. No, I, ah, I'm pretty sure we haven't met before..." She sounded almost apologetic, not wanting to offend the.. person.. in front of her.
As surreptitiously as possible, she inched towards the dark-haired girl, who, although a stranger, wasn't nearly as strange.
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Posted: Fri Apr 07, 2006 3:22 pm
Lauren watched as the two girls looked at her as if she was a freak, or a monster. An overwhelming since of power filled her head, and was even more fueled by the burnette asking if she worked for the library.
She smiled wryly. Oh yes, it was a bad thing to do wasn't it?
"Yes, why yes I do." She said smiling. "Was there something I could assist you with?" It was a lie, but not a total lie. She WAS just learning and all but the attention felt so good.
"No, I'm sorry miss, we havn't met have we." Lauren was fairly good at pulling off someone older than her, her voice being fairly deep for a girl but not too unfeminine. She tried to avoid laughing.
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Posted: Fri Apr 07, 2006 3:27 pm
"I didn't know they even experimented on the technicians," Angharad said, with a slight note of horror and/or distaste, before stopping short and looking sideways. The other girl must know. She must. So she continued, once again her voice hesitant.
"Isn't that... bizarre? Why on earth do you work for the place that's changing you?"
She also stepped a bit closer to the normal girl. This blonde was a bit.. disconcerting, and the changes didn't help either.
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Posted: Fri Apr 07, 2006 3:34 pm
"I'm sorry to interrupt, but what exactly is going on here?" Nita's voice rose a little as she suppressed panic. This-- what had the brunette said? This technician had fur and horns, for chrissake. "I only got here a couple of hours ago, and I'm supposed to be able to study in peace, and there's this guy drumming away downstairs, and you have horns!
Nita's face flushed pink and her knees were a bit wobbly. "I'm sorry," she muttered again. "I think I need to sit down..."
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Posted: Fri Apr 07, 2006 3:43 pm
"Why I work here isn't really your concern is it?" Lauren tried her best to sound like Moreau, "But if you MUST know, I came here and chose to change myself, injecting myself with the mongoose DNA." She stopped herself before she went on with a story that was too far fetched.
Lauren pulled out her book, "Ah yes, our new subjects." Part of her heart was telling her to stop, she was being all too cruel but the old Lauren was shining through. The girl looked so much like Fire, it was pulled out some old emotions she hadn't felt in a long time.
But it wasn't Fire, it was some spoiled girl who probably had it perfectly easy before comming onto the island. "Is that so? That is horrible, someone is drumming downstairs? I'll make a note of that and maybe we can change him into something horrific for you." She smiled at Nita. "Always happy to be of service." Lauren jotted down some scribbles in her notebook. "And how observant, I do have horns. I added them myself, but the pain was excrutiating."
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Posted: Fri Apr 07, 2006 3:50 pm
She had been wrong. This poor girl didn't know a thing, same as she had been. And this lab tech was scary Injecting herself? On purpose? And offering to do a favour by changing the unknown 'drummer' into something horrible was truly twisted.
Angharad knelt by the redhead. She didn't even know her name, but the feeling that was surely springing up in her right now was identical to her own a few days earlier.
"They didn't explain to you, either. This is a bit of a shock, but I only got here a few days ago too... and we're stuck here. And..." Angharad winced a little, and gripped the girl's shoulder, "... these people are going to turn us into animals. Like her," and she jabbed a thumb at the smiling mongoose woman. "We... we're in some kind of experiment...."
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Posted: Fri Apr 07, 2006 4:00 pm
Nita sat on the ground, chin resting on her knees, which poked through the holes in her jeans. "Oh," she said quietly. "I see."
What? I don't see! This is ridiculous, this is impossible! It's a nightmare, or a horrible joke, or... potentially kind of cool. She quashed that errant thought as quickly as she could.
Her eyes welled up and she dug the heels of her hands against them. She wouldn't cry, not out here in the open. She hated crying in public; she tended to hyperventilate, and her eyes would be red and puffy for hours.
"An experiment..." she echoed. Looking up, she attempted a smile at Angharad and stared Lauren right in her orange eyes. "My name is Nita MacNeal." Whatever happened to her, she'd still be herself.
Right?
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Posted: Fri Apr 07, 2006 4:16 pm
Lauren crossed her arms and huffed at Angharad, "I am NOT an animal.. I'm only part animal. None of us are turning COMPLETELY into animals." She sighed, "We are combining animal and human dna and it isn't just for an experiment. Would you think someone would put this much money into research if it was just for kicks?" Inside, Lauren was cracking up laughing, "No, we're working on alternative methods for curing deadly diseases like... cancer." She had heard this line used before by Moreau long ago.
Lauren reached her clawed hand out towards Nita, "Mine is Lauren..." She stopped for a second as a flash of inspiration hit her, "Lauren Moreau. I'm the doctors daughter." Her face was full of pride.
And she was kind of, she would much rather be a Moreau than a Granger right now. To hell with her biological sperm donor.
"And you are?" She asked towards Angharad, raising her eyebrow.
This was all to great, but something was pulling at Lauren to stop the act. Ah well, too late to tell the truth right now. Besides, the truth wasn't any better.
And it all wasn't a whole lie... just a partial one. Or at least that was how she justified things to herself.
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Posted: Fri Apr 07, 2006 4:25 pm
"Curing.. disease? That's not what Dr. Lockheart said," and a flash of suspicion appeared in Angharad's mind for a moment. Unfortunately, she was not a suspicious person.
"I'm... Angharad Anderson, Miss Moreau. And tell your father that perhaps he should get more willing subjects like yourself rather than just stealing people way or under false pretences." She fell silent suddenly, looking at the ground. Tears stung the back of her eyes suddenly; she had done something illegal, for once in her life, and they used that to justify her imprisonment.
She turned her attention to the redhead, own shoulders slumped.
"Nita.. I'm sorry that I had to tell you."
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