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 Posted: Thu Aug 10, 2006 4:10 pm
It was late afternoon, and a warm breeze swept through the village, carrying the sounds of the breaking waves from the shore and the light scent of salt water with it. Broad streaks of sunlight broke through the delicate cloud cover, splashing on the concrete scene below, a very slight crystalline effect forming as light met stone, and giving the surface a heat of it's own.
F paid no attention to any of this. He stood outside his duplex, apparently contemplating the wall.
In fact, he was taking careful note of the intricate details around him, the nicks, ledges, borders, and changes in texture across the surface. He also eyed the stairs that led up to the duplex above him quite lengthily, before turning to walk around to check out the small balconies facing out from the village.
Once satisfied with his inspection, he took a good few paces back from his duplex. A run up, if you will.
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Posted: Thu Aug 10, 2006 4:28 pm
Maryke had spent the better part of the morning and mid afternoon loitering around her duplex, putting small touches on moving things to and from to her liking. She didn't really have to and it went well with her the first time she laid eyes on the place, but she was bored. And rather then hang around with the 'animal people' she decided to have a nice quiet day by herself. The only problem with that was that she had become agitated and bored. The madame simply had to keep herself busy. It was just in her nature.
So when late afternoon rolled by she found herself trailing outside her duplex and downstairs before stopped suddenly. Oh no way...
"Hello....?" She called out, eyeing the man, instantly noting the overall lack of 'animal' in him. "You new around here or are you one of the sadistic staff members?"
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Posted: Thu Aug 10, 2006 4:56 pm
F's head flicked towards where the voice had travelled from. A spark was in his eye, but he managed to suppress a grin.
"Yeah. I'm vuh Doc wiv suicidal tendencies." he announced sullenly.
"Don't try an' stop me now." he blubbed with an over-dramatic wavering note. And with a sudden dash, F set off towards the side of his duplex, on a course to charge headfirst into the wall in what may have appeared to be moment of madness.
Except it was only half-madness, for obviously, he meant to run Up the wall. And that he did. In one deft motion, his left foot hit the wall, the other found purchase and pushed against a narrow ledge so that, for one moment, he flew through the air before a hand grabbed a horizontal bar that supported the balcony, and the rest of his body followed.
Once there, it swung back and forth a little bit, and a slight grunt was emitted from the man's throat as he struggled to find somewhere for his other hand to go. Eventually he gave up, hanging limply from the bar by one hand.
"Hm. Well that didn't work." he announced confidently, eyeing the drop back to the ground rather dubiously. It was at this point that he wished he'd got his mitts on some shoes before trying this, and that being a little younger again wouldn't have hurt either. F briefly wondered whether they could do that here before deciding never to attempt being showy again.
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Posted: Thu Aug 10, 2006 5:08 pm
Oh great, a crazy person. Maryke watched the whole display with her own hazels lighting up in at first interest, then confusion and finally a wry grin crossed her features. "Stop you...?" She asked, walking up near him, but still giving him landing room, "Wouldn't count on it...."
She watched him a bit more, obviously assuming he must be one of the newcomers. Judging by his reaction he probably already knew about what fate this shitty island had in store for them. But, if he didn't...well she wasn't going to be the one to break the news. Save that for someone from the freakshow brigade.
"But..." She said running a hand through her wavy brown hair, "I'll take whatever it is you're smokin'."
A joke? Of course. Though if he actually did have something on him then the sarcasm would then be turned into a newfound offer.
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Posted: Thu Aug 10, 2006 5:28 pm
Another sassy one, eh? F shook his head as he hung there, as if about to embark on a 'Kids these days' speech. Thankfully he didn't, and instead dropped to the ground and rolled back into a seating position to right his sunglasses and rub his feet without complaint.
He eyed the young woman thoughtfully from the floor, attempting to read her expression. "You don' strike me as much of a druggie." he offered simply, peering up at her with a grin from behind his hair.
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Posted: Thu Aug 10, 2006 5:38 pm
She matched his grin with one of her own. It was the grin that she'd often use to lure one of her clients into paying more money or lure hapless women into working for her. Of course in this case there wasn't a real ulterior motive behind the smile, so it could be taken as mere amusement by his remark.
"Hmmm," she mused stepping closer and turning her back towards the sun, casting a shadow on his form as she did. "And tell me...what do I strike you as then?"
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Posted: Thu Aug 10, 2006 5:53 pm
F watched her smile and step towards him out of the corner of his eyes before pushing himself up off the ground. Barefoot, he currently stood roughly the same height as her.
"An arrogant dollybird wiv.. rahver large boobicles." he stated honestly, his hands motioning towards her chest. F was known for being crude at times.
"You did ask." he pre-emptively defended with a smile, eyes somewhat defiant.
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Posted: Thu Aug 10, 2006 6:08 pm
"And you did answer," She retorted, not at all offended or abashed by the comment. If he was a deviant, and by the comment she guess so, then she could probably pass as Lucifer's fashionably sound b***h. "Good to know my first impression lives in my cup size," she smirked.
She looked at him and then noted he had no shoes. Some type of hippie tree hugger? Well, guess he was in the right place if the case. "Now then....since we're passed the formalities....a name would be nice?" She decided to offer hers first. "I'm Maryke..."
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Posted: Thu Aug 10, 2006 6:27 pm
"First impressions aren' everyfing, Sugar tits." he stated with a head waggle.
"Markie," he butchered the name as he rolled it on his tongue, "Mine's.. F." he stated simply with a grin. "Not easy t' get wrong."
"So. What brings you to vis neck o'vuh woods?" he queried, gesturing grandly with one arm at the Island in general, before slowly moving towards the nearest flat surface to roll himself a cigarette.
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Posted: Thu Aug 10, 2006 6:39 pm
Sugar tits? Well, that was a new one. She was going to make a 'I've been told I'm sweet' comment, but decided this guy wasn't worth her clever banter or flirtation skills.
At name butchering she merely quircked an eyebrow. "F...? Oh I bet that stands for ******** off doesn't it?" she snarked "I'm sure your attune to the phrase". Joke or bitchiness? Who could say with her.
"Same as everyone," she said waving off the previous topic of conversation. "I'm getting turned into an animal against my will, can't say what animal, don't care to know..." Her hazel eyes ticked down to what he was doing and instantly her tongue grazed across her teeth inside of her mouth, remembering that her luckies were still back in her duplex. "What kind?" she asked, nodding her head towards the cigarette he was rolling.
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Posted: Thu Aug 10, 2006 7:01 pm
"Stands for 'Fruitcake' actually. You can understand why I shorten it." he stated as a smile crept onto his face, unable to mask a joke like her.
"You know, vat's a point. I never fought about what animal." he said quietly as he went to lick the paper and finish the job.
"Gutter-cheap s**t." He said once the f** was in his mouth, nudging the tobacco tin towards her before retrieving his lighter.
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Posted: Thu Aug 10, 2006 7:12 pm
She grinned at his self given nickname and nodded once. "Well it sure as hell fits..." She didn't touch on his next phrase, thankful at that at least one other person didn't give a damn about what they were turning into. That seemed to be the topic starter for everyone around here. It didn't matter in her book. They'd all be turning into a shitpile of fur or feathers that was supposed to pass off as human.
She picked up the tobacco tin and catiously sniffed it. Gutter cheap oughta cover it. "I'll pass," she cringed putting it back down. "I'm used to the more....expensive.. supplements anyway..."
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Posted: Thu Aug 10, 2006 7:38 pm
Her comment prompted a grin from him, a little madder than usual.
"Well alrigh', Missy." he said with a head waggle. "Don't get y' donkeys in a twist." he added with a chuckle as he noticed her expression. "I find vuh old toast-like tang quite appealin' meself." he clicked his tongue and allowed a puff of smoke to dance about the lady.
He then turned back to the side of the building he'd attempted to climb earlier.
"I'm 'aving anuver go." he announced simply, and shot off towards the wall. This time he managed it quite cleanly, and ended up on Maryke's own balcony.
"Well, 'ello.." he purred, gravitating towards the window to her duplex, acting like she'd left something indecent on display, whether or not she had.
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Posted: Thu Aug 10, 2006 7:47 pm
She wrinkled her nose and waved about the smoke that had drifted her way. "Wonderful," she sneered, already becoming agitated with this man. She knew similar types. But, they were usually drug runners or simple cronnies of her newest friend, who also happened to be a vicious drug lord. But in any case, she at least knew how to handle them....somewhat anyway.
"Hey...hey...HEY!" She growled out, just now realizing what he was doing earlier and how very NEAR it was to her own private dwelling. She had left her window open, greeeat. Not only that but she DID have something indecent hanging around in her room. For starters one of her suitcases was propped open on her bed, exposing various clothing items and certain powdered 'assests' she had forgotten to put up after leaving earlier. Not that she was going to be expecting madmen to be nosing about her s**t so why would she?
"Don't you dare go in there!" she yelled, already making a dash for the stairs.
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Posted: Thu Aug 10, 2006 8:28 pm
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