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 Posted: Wed Jul 12, 2006 10:55 pm
Natsumi squinted at the dark, trying to figure out how close she was to the cafeteria by now. It didn't seem all that close. All she saw was road and more duplexes.
She had left her own duplex when her stomach beckoned her out for food in the wee hours of the morning. Or moreso, her unborn child had. And now, still in her pajamas, she was wandering the darkness in search of some bannannas.
She rubbed at her scaled arms, the chill of night getting to the bare skin. Oh well... atleast no one would see her and the swell of her stomach. Afterall, who would be out at this hour but a hugnry pregnant woman?
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Posted: Wed Jul 12, 2006 11:09 pm
The frog janitor was crouched in the patch of dirt just outside the cafeteria, digging in the dark. It had taken days befor he had to give in. Like some of the other islanders, the animal instincts had taken a hold, and his insides demanded a certain diet. His mask hung from around his skinny neck, his green skin pale in the moonlight. At the sound of someone approaching, though, he froze, glancing around frantically. "Ah-?"
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Posted: Wed Jul 12, 2006 11:16 pm
Natsumi frowned, glancing about the dark area around her... The jungle noises were slowly getting to the girl. A combination of an immature mind and too many bad movies about teenagers getting eaten in jungles.. Or worse, tentacle monsters.
She shuddered at the memories of those stupid videos. She hardly noticed the janitor knelt down in the dirt, until he made a noise. Her eyes shot to him, giving a sudden jump and squeak of suprise, her hand automatically clutching her chest as her heart jumped into her throat.
Wait.. a person? "I-I am sorry!" She stuttered, feeling bad for her reaction to him. "I thought.. that no one would be awake... and..." she trailed off, remembering what she was wearing suddenlly. Almost automatically wrapping her arms around her stomach to try and hide the pregnancy... Without much use, the swell was becoming more and more apparent with each passing day... and without her sweater it was almost impossible to hide.
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Posted: Wed Jul 12, 2006 11:26 pm
At the sight of what could possibly be an islander, he dropped the pot he had borrowed from the kitchen to carry his findings in, webbed hands moving to try to pull his mask up, "Ah- ah- I'm s-sorry! I w-was- I w-was j-just ah- d-don't mind me! I'll ah..."
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Posted: Wed Jul 12, 2006 11:31 pm
"No, I am sorry.. I was.. just going to the.. food. and..." she fumbled for words when he seemed to be upset for being there, Natsumi immediatly assumed it was because he had startled her. "I.. The jungle. It was dark and... I just..." She paused, still trying to curl up over her stomach to hide it. "W..What is that?" she stared befuddled at the mask he had thrown on.
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Posted: Wed Jul 12, 2006 11:34 pm
His wide eyes darted back and forth befor he swallowed anxiously, gripping his broom-walking-stick tightly. "Ah... wh-what is what?"
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Posted: Wed Jul 12, 2006 11:38 pm
"That..." she tilted her head to the side, pointing to his now masked-face breifly, before darting her arm back to her stomach nerviously. She felt like turning away but... that would be rude.
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Posted: Wed Jul 12, 2006 11:43 pm
"My m-muh-ma-mask?" He finally understood, cheeks flushing greenly, "Ah... it's... to p-protect me. J-just ah.... y-yes, I'll j-just leave you be-" His attentions weren't drawn so much to the slight arch of her belly but to the scales and tail that wriggled there. He was panicked at the sight of such things now, each tail, each feather, each scale or whisker a danger, deseased ridden and contageous. He wanted to put more space between them but... that would be rude.
Instead, he shifted to pick his seemingly dirt filled pot up and clutch it under an arm as he used the other to lean on the make-shift staff, inable to rise from his crouch easily.
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Posted: Thu Jul 13, 2006 12:03 am
"Mask...?" was that what it was? But weren't those usually for like that one American holiday... Halloween wasn't it? "Protect...?" she squeaked, her previous immature worries about the jungle returning... Was that mask to protect him from the jungle? Or more importantly... Did she need one? "From what?" her voice wavered, not sure if she wanted to know or not. She shivered, the cold starting to chill her scaley arms. But.. he hadn't noticed her stomach yet, so maybe she was suceeding in hiding it? She could only hope so.
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Posted: Thu Jul 13, 2006 7:27 am
He hugged the pot of dirt to his chest, inching away from her again, "F-from... f-from... f-from further con-con-contamination-" He babbled. With both hands full, he couldn't grab his spray if she got too close. This worred him further.
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Posted: Thu Jul 13, 2006 12:18 pm
"C-Contamination?" Natsumi echoed, looking rather worried suddenlly. It was one of the rarer words she had learned, afterall.. contamination was something you wanted to know about since it was always dangerous. For the moment she forgot about hiding her stomach, and covered her mouth with her hands. The mask was for something like that, right? Hopefully her hands would do until she could get something.
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Posted: Fri Jul 14, 2006 10:42 pm
He hop-hobbled a couple steps away from her, wide eyes trembnling behind his mask. Although he was covered mostly by his dirty jumper and the face protection, his hands were undoubtably webbed and pale and greenish in the tropical moonlight. Should he tell her? He could see her- she was minorly changed as well. Had it been contamination for her? Contact? Or had she been injected? Was she safe? "Ah- f-from.. th-the... th-the ah..."
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Posted: Fri Jul 14, 2006 10:58 pm
"The.. ah?" Natsumi blinked, her words muffled from her makeshift hand-mask. What on earth was an ah?
She didn't step foreward, though she was tempted to... He did seem awfully nervious, she paused to look behind her. Nope, nothing there... She looked back, movement catching her eyes. She peered down to the tiny little hole Newt had made, a single worm seemed to be left and now it was wiggling desperatly to excape while the janitor was distracted.
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Posted: Sat Jul 15, 2006 12:04 am
Newt's eyes darted to the worm and back again, trembling slightly befor he seemed to panic. He wobbled as he let go of his broom to push up his mask, sending it clattering to the ground. Befor he could stop himself, his tongue flew from his mouth, snatching the worm to snap back and lodge the squirming invertabrate into the back of his throat. Unfortunatly, while his tongue had changed, his throat hadn't- and without the aid of his broom-handle walking stick he stumbled and fell onto his back. The pot of dirt landed on his chest, knocking his lungs with just enough force to knock the worm free. He gasped for air, but the force of the breath sucked the fish bait back down.
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Posted: Sat Jul 15, 2006 12:11 am
Natsumi nearly fell over herself when something shot out and took the worm with it. She choked on her yelp, along with the muffle of her hands, the startled noise dwindled into but a mere startled gasp. Still her eyes were wide as her brain frantically tried to put two and two together.
He was green.. had webbing... and a long tongue. A frog, ofcourse... That was an easy one.
She watched the wierd scene before her, the man falling backwards, it took her a second to react, but not too long, and then she was moving towards the man's side, ready to offer him a hand up. All worries of her pregnancy, contamination, or getting bananas were gone. Heck, the craving for bananas had quickly been replaced by a craving for that worm he had just eaten... "A-are you okay? Could i help you?"
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