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 Posted: Sun Oct 15, 2006 9:17 am
Sayuri held her kimono skirts up, her sandalled feet sinking as she moved across the damp mud on the bank of the lake. She wasnt sure why she was trying what Sabin had suggested, her stomach twisting a little as she thought about what had happened when she last saw her Danna. She pushed a smile onto her face, in case anyone was around to see her sadness and carried on, only stopping when she had reached the water's edge. She pushed her sandals off, leaving them on the bank as she walked forwards into the water. She pulled her kimono up..well she was really only wearing her oldest yukata in case she got it too wet or dirty whilst doing this. She stretched her toes, the webbing causing her feet to scull through the water as she walked around in the shallows. She looked around furtively before pulling her robe up further, up to her waist where her tail was free. She wiggled it and flailed a little as the action caused her to go off-balance.
Luckily she was still in a shallow part and her feet found the bottom. She stood now, the water at waist length as she wondered how to try this 'swimming' thing.
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Posted: Sun Oct 15, 2006 11:03 am
Billy, meanwhile, had been crawling along the bottom of the lake sluggishly, iddly attempting to fish once again. After a morning of sluggish, sedated attempts, he had managed to catch at least one, and he kept it clamped tightly in his psudo-beak as he crawled back towards his rock in the shallows. His chair and backpack of belongings were still far off yet, but he could sence- he supposed 'heard' was the best way to describe it, a disturbance nearby in the shallows. Who did these people think they were, coming in and trying to swim in his lake?? While Billy's usually sharp and vicious nature had been dulled by Moreau's collar, there was little to do about the territorial nature of the octopus and the instincts that had steadily grown in the back of his mind like an eight limbed parisite.
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Posted: Sun Oct 15, 2006 11:27 am
The yukata was soaking the water up nicely, and she shivered as the damp seeped through to her under-kimono and made it stick to her skin. She looked across the calm waters, curious as to what lived in the Lake. Maybe there were pretty fish? She liked fish. She wondered if there were any that had a tail as colourful as hers.
Sayuri flicked said tail a little, kicking her legs on the spot as she did so. For a little bit she floated along, drifting sideways as she trod water, toes spreading and the webbed membrane propelling her. She felt herself sinking again, and flailed once more, trying to get back to where she could touch bottom with her feet. Once again she felt the shifting mud beneath her toes and she dragged herself so that she was seated, half in and half out of the water. She wrung out her sleeves, letting her legs just drift up and down in the shallows.
'Peaceful..' she mumbled to herself. And it was..
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Posted: Sun Oct 15, 2006 1:14 pm
Billy crept along the bottom of the lake, keeping his coloring a dull brown splotched with grey to blend in with the mud and stones. He would have done something more complicated, but it took far too much concentration than he was capable. Of course, there was nothing he could do about his whitened hair. He saw the feet as the ex-geisha treaded, watching her hurry back to shallower waters. Once she was still for a while, the octopus crawled along the dirt, fish still in his mouth as he wormed a tentacle towards her ankle and grabbed her sharply.
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Posted: Mon Oct 16, 2006 2:08 am
Sayuri was unfortunate in that as Billy's tentacle wound around her ankle she had started to move again. When he tugged she slipped, her head jerking back, her hold on the muddy bank gone and splashed into the shallows.
'Help!' she yelled, coughing out the water that had gotten into her mouth. She kicked out, rolling around, tail getting squashed and then flicking out when she wasnt laid on it.
'Get off me!' she continued to yell, trying to pull her ankle from the water to see what was on it.
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Posted: Mon Oct 16, 2006 5:48 am
Billy's grip was not what it once was, and it only took a couple tugs befor he let go. When she crashed back down again, the octopus slowly crawled further into the shallows, lifting his head up out of the water, the dead fish still clutched in his mouth.
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Posted: Mon Oct 16, 2006 6:21 am
'Owww,' she grumbled, rubbing her neck and head. Her hair had started to come loose from the up-do, and her yukata was completely soaked. She pushed herself up into a sitting position, and was squeezing water from her a sleeve when she saw Billy's head poking up out of the water.
'...' she opened her mouth but nothing came out at first.
'What..?'
Her mind had kind of shut down at that point - what was it?! The head kind of looked - human. Well if she squinted.
'You grab me?' she asked shakily.
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Posted: Mon Oct 16, 2006 6:36 am
Billy groggily finally removed the fish from his mouth, eyes narrowing at the clumsy woman, "No shite, smarty." He gave a snear, pulling himself to where his tentacle legs could support him enough to at least allow his head and shoulders up above the water. It was the closest to standing he was capable anymore.
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Posted: Mon Oct 16, 2006 6:45 am
Sayuri frowned, still squishing the water from her kimono, and dragged her legs up and away from the lake. She scooted back when he pulled himself further from the water, shrinking from the sight of his body glistening in the sunlight.
'Why grab me?' she asked. Mixed with revulsion and fear was curiosity. Obviously he too had been a man at one point. Proper with the right number of legs and everything. She wondered what he had done though to have this change inflicted on him.
'I was just - swim.' and for the first time that she could recall she shot what for her was a nasty look at him.
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Posted: Mon Oct 16, 2006 6:50 am
He wobbled, giving a drugged chuckle as the little light on his sedation collar flickered threateningly. "No' here y'aint. This is me lake, lass. So feck off."
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Posted: Mon Oct 16, 2006 7:44 am
Sayuri finally managed to get to her feet, spreading her toes and the webbing between to maintain her balance.
'I not see a..a 'go away' or name sign here.' she declared as she tried to re-arrange her robe. It was still bunched up, and sticking around her thighs, clinging with a cold feeling that was causing her to shiver a little.
'You have big change. You are trapped just like me. You not - not big shot!'
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Posted: Mon Oct 16, 2006 10:35 am
Billy stared at her in sedated perplexity at her broken english, lifting up the fish to pointedly tear a strip of meat from it's side and chew it while he tried to make sence of the foreign girl's blatherings. "This IS th'go away sign. Now sod off b'fer I eat tha' bloody tail off yer arse."
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Posted: Tue Oct 17, 2006 7:47 am
Sayuri canted her head to the side, trying to understand a single word that the weird ..thing man was saying. And people had trouble understanding her?!
'I will not go away.' she enunciated the words clearly, the syllables could almost be heard to fall into place. She looked at him, ever more curious as to what exactly he was.
'I am Sayuri.' she introduced herself, even if he wasnt going to be polite she certainly would keep her manners.
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Posted: Tue Oct 24, 2006 7:13 am
In his agrivation, the collar gave a flicker and whurr, and the man slumped down slightly in the water, his white hair catching the waves. "Fine," He hissed, eyes lolling as he tried to keep a hold of conciousness, "I'll go." He didn't care anymore. Had this been months ago, his tune would have been different, but his will for most things had run dry since the instilation of the collar.
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Posted: Tue Oct 24, 2006 7:52 am
How very peculiar was this..squid?..man She'd seen that before and it had tentacles a bit like him. Maybe he was a squid man. She bowed to him, merely out of habit rather then a wish to be polite. She felt an air of triumph, uncommon a feeling for a her and she liked it very much.
She wanted to try the swimming stuff again, she had made him go away as opposed to her being the one to leave, and so she would return to the lake as she liked.
'Sayonara,' she said formally. Had she been even braver then her small perceived victory had allowed her to be, she would have moved forward to check on him for even she could see he did not look too well. But he wanted to go, and she would - or more could not stop him.
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