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 Posted: Wed May 10, 2006 7:46 am
Bobby had just left the cafeteria. She was going to go see if Colche was still waiting at the labs, but since the woman knew where the cheetah was, she didn't feel so bad. Of course, there were probably guards.... and Bobby had no respect for security guards in the least. To her, they were wanna-be or washed-out police officers.
But, the pig didn't want to think about such things. Bobby was in a good mood and didn't want to think about it. Focusing her mind on the current mystery wasn't going so well. For a moment, she even forgot she was on the Island... more like an extended vacation, very extended.
Bobby pulled out a few fruits; an orange, apple, and pear. Talently, she juggled them, taking a bit from them each as they passed. The woman didn't think anyone was nearby, so she tried to be creative with her methods. Sometimes one would move from behind her back or under her leg. In the meantime, she hummed a carnival tune to herself.
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Posted: Wed May 10, 2006 7:54 am
Madison left her bungalow and headed for the village. She wondered if the cafeteria was open as she was feeling hungry. On the way there, she saw a pig-like woman juggling various fruits. Madison folded her arms and stood watching intently for a few moments.
"Now I've seen everything..." she said aloud, not knowing if the woman heard her or not.
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Posted: Wed May 10, 2006 8:04 am
Bobby hadn't been humming that loud, so when she heard a voice behind her, the woman froze. Precious fruits landed on the dirty ground at the pig twirled with a surprised snort.
For awhile, Bobby just stared at the fox-woman. She was sure she had never met this person. Slowly, her face relaxed, as did her body which had gone into a defensive stance due to all her training.
"Umm... Hello..." her voice was positively sheepish. If her skin had been lighter, a pink tinge would have crept up her face, "How much of that did you see?"
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Posted: Wed May 10, 2006 8:10 am
Madison snickered to herself. She didn't want to disclose to this pig woman how she thought of black people.
It was a white southern thing she had growing up in New Orleans. All the servants in her home were black and were ordered around. She had tried to get herself away from her racist thoughts especially after moving to New York, but she couldn't help thinking like that every now and then. Like her past was coming back to haunt her. She was a closet racist in a way.
"I seen enough. You look like a carnival act the way you were juggling and singing. Were you in some kind of side show before coming to the island?" Madison asked her while eyeing the tasty fruit.
All that fruit would have better use in my stomach than being paraded throughout the air, Madison thought to herself. She was just so famished and couldn't really think of anything besides eating.
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Posted: Wed May 10, 2006 8:20 am
Bobby's eyes narrowed at this newcomer. There was something about this foxy-lady that gnawed at the edge of her mind. She wasn't quite sure what it was....
"I don't know," the woman grinned happily, her suspicions not shining through. "I don't think a little fun warrants a carnival act. That was mostly something I did with my children when I tried to cheer them up. Sometimes at the hospital too..." she was about to say when she went to visit children that she had taken there, mostly from accidents and parental abuse, but felt that wasn't really necessary.
"Actually, I was a police officer before coming here," Bobby shrugged. It was then that she thought she placed the tone. It was the same that many people treated her with at home. There, people thought they were better or spiteful towards cops, and didn't do anything to hide such distaste. But that couldn't be right, they had just met!
"Name's Bobby," the woman extended a welcoming hand.
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Posted: Wed May 10, 2006 8:29 am
"A police officer...too?" Madison bit her cheeks to keep from bursting out with laughter. The 'too' in her sentence was said quietly..or so she hoped.
In New York there were alot of cop haters and many referred to them as 'pigs' and the police station as the 'the pig pen'. Madison liked the police herself and never had any problems with them. She didn't understand how they got this blantant nick name. Still, the thought of this woman being a cop and turning into a pig couldn't help but make her chuckle to herself.
Madison kinda felt bad after she heard this woman was a volunteer at a hospital and seemed generous of her time. She herself never donated any time..probably should have.
"It's nice to meet you, Bobby! My name is Madison" she said while extending a pawed hand.
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Posted: Wed May 10, 2006 8:37 am
"A police officer... only," Bobby corrected the fox. After a pause, though, she reconsidered, "Well, I guess and a mother. I couldn't tell you which was more difficult. New York City was pretty rough, but so was my house." She added the last bit with a good-natured wink.
The woman picked up the chuckle and sighed. She knew the animal selection was probably not random, a kind of sick joke, "Hmm, yeah... ironic, I guess. Not like being called a pig is anything new to me."
Bobby took the offered pawed hand and shook it without hesitation. After letting it go, the pig reached to the backpack behind her and pulled out a sandwich. Looking at Madison, the woman smiled a little, "Did you want something to eat? I have to carry around a ton of food, so I am always loaded." Under her breath, Bobby cursed something about the pig's demands.
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Posted: Wed May 10, 2006 8:45 am
"Yes, ironic indeed. I been called a fox before coming to the island by several men. It's so strange that I'm now turning into a fox. I guess we are alot alike" Madison said while eyeing the food.
This Bobby was so much different from other people she met. Bobby seemed to be so giving of herself as though she were a saint. Madison usually had to use trickery to get what she wanted from others but Bobby was offering straight up kindness to her. It also made her feel badly because she never really gotten to know any black people.. only thought of them as someone who would serve her. It was also strange that Bobby was now offering to feed her like Delia always did back in her New Orleans mansion.
"Thanks, I would really appreciate a sandwich. That's really kind of you" she said with a smile, trying to push aside all her previous sterotypical feelings of blacks.
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Posted: Wed May 10, 2006 8:55 am
Bobby couldn't help but snicker when Madison illiterated her animal nickname, as it were. "I am not sure the context was the same.... but I do know what you mean."
"Vegetable sandwich, meat, or a mixture of the two?" the woman asked, removing the bag and setting it on the ground so it was easier for her to dig through them. Of course, the sandwiches just /had/ to be at the bottom.
While wriggling her fat fingers around food and going further down and down, Bobby looked up at Madison, "Sorry to, darken the mood, but what do you think about that announcement? Is it for real?" The pig knew next to nothing. The only person she had seen was Pyroth, who's memory allowed much interpretation. It all seemed surrel to her.
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Posted: Wed May 10, 2006 9:06 am
Madison's sapphire eyes brightened at the mention of the previous announcement her cousin gave. She has somewhat forgotten the real reason she left her bungalow in the first place. These animal urges were making her want to eat all the time and only think of food. Perhaps her changing body needed it..who knew.
"I prefer meat by itself. Oh yes, the announcement. I'm just appalled that someone would hurt someone else like that. I feel for my own saftey as well. The culprit could probably be anywhere...I only hope they are found before they will strike down another innocent. Do you know anyone who could of done such a horrible thing?"
She shuddered as she realized that she didn't know her own whereabouts now that she thought of it. The electric shock had blacked her out and she did wake up in the same place. Just she couldn't really trust anyone or herself either. It could be anyone..and that scared her.
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Posted: Wed May 10, 2006 9:22 am
Bobby knew exactly what the fox would want... well, she hoped so. Feeling around the sandwich types, without harming them of course, the woman finally grabbed the right one. She pulled it out with great care, and her work paid off. The woman took out and handed the sandwich, which didn't look bruised at all, to the fox, "Roast beef, salami, and chicken. I hope you like it... sorry there is no ham, I haven't had the nerve to 'eat my own kind' yet." The pig shuddered at the thought.
"I have to agree. I know some people are very discontented with the whole situation. To be honest, I am too... I don't appreciate being ripped from my family without the chance to ever see them again... but, attempted murder is too far. I can imagine some vocal arguments to voice myself, but I worked to keep the murders down... not create more." Bobby sighed. "I do not know who would stoop to such a level, though. Granted, I haven't met many others, so my list is fairly short."
After a paused, the woman reached in to grab a sandwich for herself. "I am not too concerned for myself. I've been threatened by a lot more... even had to enter a house with an angry, hungry, tiger in it. That wasn't very pleasant. I do worry for others, though. If the this killer goes after one of my friends, well... they better what what's coming." The pig's eyes flashed in anger. "I may not initiate an attack, but I will sure end it!."
"But, I didn't see anything," Bobby calmed, the look in her eyes gone. "I was in my duplex the whole time. Blacked out and woke up in the same uncomfortable spot. I would be suspicious of Billy, though. If I hadn't heard him scream before the black-out, I would say him. I already know he's a murderer, he killed my partner..." As her anger bubbled up again, the pig's fist closed around the nearest thing, which happened to be a tomato. Pulling her hand out, red with juic and tomato skin, Bobby cursed, trying to clean up the mess.
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Posted: Wed May 10, 2006 9:38 am
Madison's heart skipped a beat when she saw the blood..or tomato sauce on Bobby's hand. It was as though she had a deja vu for a second there. It shocked her beyond belief that a known murderer was on the island.
"Whaat? So this Billy is allowed to rendezvous around the entire island while everyone knowing he killed before? I'm very sorry to hear about your partner's death. If I ever come across this Billy.. I don't know what I would do to keep myself from letting him have it. I hate those who hurt others with a passion" she growled under her breath.
Still, Bobby said that Billy probably wasn't the one who 'did it' but after hearing this it gave Madison some suspicions anyways. It angered her that her cousin would let someone like this on the island. 'What kind of person is he now?' Madison thought to herself. It was the Moreau family motto (at least her side) to always stick together. She had torn feelings now.
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Posted: Wed May 10, 2006 9:52 am
"I am pretty sure he knows. Though, Billy claims he's only killed two people in his whole life, and my partner was one..." Boby snorted, getting the last of the juice off by rubbing it off her shorts. "Lucky me, that was the only reason I chased him... He wasn't high priority, and we just happened to see him. It's just great how things turn out," she said it all sarcastically, though with a tone of the 'horrible facts of life'.
Bobby smiled slightly up at Madison, she was sure she like this woman! Anyone that had a beef with Billy was a potential ally... of course, Pyroth had sided with the octopus once and almost changed her views on him ever since. They had long-since reconciled, though. "You do that," Bobby snickered, "And tell him Bobby says hello."
Reaching back in, the pig brought out her sandwich without any more troubles. Finally, she stood back to her feet. "Of course, we're all here know, and Billy /is/ turning into an octopus... so at least a little justice in the world," Bobby smiled. She chose not to think about her own misfortunes in the matter.
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Posted: Wed May 10, 2006 10:17 am
"I doubt that he only killed two people. Once someone gets a taste of taking one's life, there is a good chance they will do it again. I've dealt with people like this when I worked in an asylum back in New York. Their tendencies may be latent but they could rise at any moment. The person is a ticking time bomb" Madison explained between bites of the salami.
Still, this Billy sounded very fascinating the way Bobby said he was turning into an octopus. These creatures were sometimes referred to as 'devilfish' and were predatory, from what she remembered from school anyways. Now that he was becoming an octopus, did this Billy behave even similar to the horrible creature? It was a psychological conundrum that Madison couldn't help but want to solve.
"I don't know if I could be any match to him. My teeth and claws are not formed very well. I prefer to talk things out instead of resort to violence" she said, pausing a little, "Perhaps through psychoanalysis and treatment he could be cured. Maybe the attacker of Aubrey as well. I'm a firm believer that society affects the actions of everyone. There are no natural born killers in my opinion".
Madison thought about what she said. Did she really believe that? Maybe it was what she had been fed mentally by her professors in school and by other people in the field of psychiatry. She kinda wished she had been there to see this Billy chased away like that. Just the thought made her wonder if they weren't so tough after all.
(( ELF had to leave so TBC ))
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Posted: Thu May 11, 2006 4:45 am
((Oh yeah! Sorry about forgetting to post that... I was rushed and so excited that I could fit another post in *blush* ))
Bobby nodded, agreeing with the statement. She knew all about it. Shootings were pretty common in New York. To hear that Madison worked at an asylum was a bit of a shock. The lady looked far too generous... not to mention pretty... to be working in such a place. "What did you do there? I didn't got to asylums pretty often, but I thought they mostly like muscled 'nurses' around there... keep the patients in line and such."
After a pause, Bobby grinned a little, "Don't worry, I'll try and keep my eyes on Billy as much as I can... as long as I am not buzzed unconscious again." Her smile relaxed into something less malicious and more tender, "If he comes after you, I'll teach him a little something. I may not be transformed very much, and my body may be heftier than I am used to, but I still have thick -maybe even thicker- nails and a couple of sharp teeth.... not to mention a sharp tongue." The woman winked with the last remark.
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