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Post by Tammy (Twi) on Aug 6, 2008 17:44:00 GMT
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Post by Tammy (Twi) on Aug 6, 2008 17:48:26 GMT
The opal looking egg then rolled again and thumped the door. Then a small squeak emitted from the egg the glowing not as bright. The closet door having sent vibrations through the egg and startling the small occupant.
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Post by Moose on Aug 6, 2008 18:39:09 GMT
"Nice to meet you too," said Skyler glancing at the outstretched palm in front of him. He took the hand and gave it a good shake, and let go. He grinned back, and took a look around the park. "Want to hang out or do something?" he asked making a buddy quite quickly.
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Post by Will Fleet on Aug 6, 2008 19:08:44 GMT
Lee, force once wandered aimlessly down the corridor, hands shoved in his jean pockets while the usual button down shirt covered his torso, a slate grey colour. He raised his head, wincing slightly, most movement of his head resulting in some sort of discomfort from the stitches on the back of his head which he'd made a point not to touch any way, shape or form. Black hair still curtained his eye as his left eye peered ahead of him clearly before a strange thumping halted his step, making him frown as he paused. Brushing it off as it was silent and walked two steps before hearing the thudding again. curious the male followed the sound to closet, wondering if someone had gotten stuck as he opened the closet, only to see an egg roll out and stop only as it hit his foot. He stared at it, frowning before he scooped it up.
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Post by Tammy (Twi) on Aug 6, 2008 19:12:21 GMT
The occupant of the egg let out a squeak as it fell and rolled hitting something. Then the egg fell silent as though it was listening. The opal colored egg was partly transparent the form of the small dragon inside seen as a silhouette.
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Post by Will Fleet on Aug 6, 2008 19:19:51 GMT
Lee frowned at the egg at his feet, only seeing a black blob in the center, after all, a silhouette didn't show you any detail, so he merely saw a black blob. He reached down, picking it up, quite large, but not too heavy at least, and it was warm, he shut the cupboard, looking down the hall way before tucking the egg under his arm and heading towards his room, once there, he sat on his bed, resting the egg on his pillow and inspecting it.
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Post by Tammy (Twi) on Aug 6, 2008 19:32:40 GMT
The egg did not move much but it squeaked. The dragon inside listened though it did not hear anything. The egg then shook and let out another squeak.
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Post by Will Fleet on Aug 6, 2008 19:33:46 GMT
lee frowned. "Since when the hell did eggs squeak?" he frowned, confused and unimpressed by this twist of logic as he prodded the egg, not quite sure what he was to do with it really as he ran a finger down the smooth surface.
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Post by Tammy (Twi) on Aug 6, 2008 19:43:01 GMT
The egg grew silent for a moment then squeaked and moved again. The egg's occupant grew still as it listened to the sound of Lee's voice.
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Post by Will Fleet on Aug 6, 2008 19:50:12 GMT
Lee cupped the egg gently in his hand, and raised it to the light, peering into the translucent shell which bound the creature inside. Now he could see a bit more detail. "A....dragon?" he asked in disbelief, approaching his desk and sitting, turning on his lap and lowering it to the egg so it was warm as he mused over this. "A dragon, the first naturally born dragon, the second naturally born experiment..." he knew this was something he could definitely not report, the poor thing would probably suffer being jabbed by needles, maybe even killed to be studied!
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Post by Tammy (Twi) on Aug 6, 2008 20:04:34 GMT
Three squeaks as if it knew it was being talked about. As it was held the small dragon moved in its egg. It then squeaked some more as though calling for the company of its nest mate.
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Post by Will Fleet on Aug 6, 2008 20:06:30 GMT
Lee lightly stroked the egg shell as if trying to hush or reassure it, he left it beneath the lamp, getting an item of clothing from the drawer and wrapped it around the egg so it wouldn't roll off the desk and it would be warmed by the lamp.
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Post by Jo on Aug 6, 2008 20:32:23 GMT
"Watcha got there?" the smooth, chilled out female voice came from the doorway to Lee's room. Sky leaned in the doorframe, arms and ankles crossed, long red, wavy hair streaming behind her, one ear forward, one back, tail swishing contently. Sky looked completely different from when she had left the lab. More relaxed, more mature, not to mention the ears and tail. She grinned lightly at Lee, nodding her head towards the egg.
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Post by Will Fleet on Aug 6, 2008 20:36:47 GMT
"Nothing that concerns you Sky, it's a classified experiment to be hand reared, so if a word of this gets out, I'll know who to blame and get punished" he lied, he lied, but because he was so serious about it, it was believable. The last thing he needed was Sky blabbing, and hopefully the world classified and punished was enough to deter her from nosing. He stood up, covering the egg up with some fabric from the shirt he'd wrapped around the end, "What do you want anyway? I'm not working for the next week" he frowned.
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Post by Jo on Aug 6, 2008 20:44:20 GMT
Sky's eyebrows raised in curiosity, the tip of her tail flicking lightly as she smirked at Lee, stepping forward into his room. If anything, the word classified and punished just made Sky more curious. She shrugged lightly at his question. "Just picking up some supplies for Jay," she said, nodding to the plastic shopping bag hanging from her shoulder. "When I saw you checking the hallway to see if anyone was around, before heading right to your room. Well, rather suspicious behaviour if you ask me," she smirked, her leg lifting and her ankle hooking around the door to Lee's room, she gave it a yank and the door swung shut. She took another step forward, fully in the room now. “Come on Lee, share.”
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Post by Will Fleet on Aug 6, 2008 20:48:27 GMT
"Sky, if I could help it, I wouldn't even share dinner with you" he growled, her forward behaviour often annoyed him, but he was usually quite good at keeping his temper or attitude levels in check. But since he was currently with a headache due to the stitches and on a few pills of drugs for said headache, she wasn't helping his mood any. "I told you already Sky, no, it's classified and has nothing to do with you" he frowned.
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Post by Jo on Aug 6, 2008 20:52:51 GMT
Sky's smirk held on her face as she took Lee's rather harsh comment, well, harsh for her, one less person who would buy her dinner. "Touchy today, aren't we?" she chuckled lightly, brushing off the corner of his desk, sending a few papers falling to the ground, and pulling herself up onto the corner of his desk, looking at him with her sky blue eyes, tail swaying lazily from side to side. She batter her eyelids lightly at him. “How classified?” she asked, clearly not about to give up on the subject.
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Post by Will Fleet on Aug 6, 2008 20:55:27 GMT
The man tutted as some of the papers were brushed carelessly to the floor, reaching down to pick them up, some were documents, experiment files, health records, some were sketches by the talented male. He set them back on the desk away from Sky, beginning to organise them again. "Very" he replied, not realising he was simply intriguing her further.
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Post by Jo on Aug 6, 2008 21:00:06 GMT
Sky smirked as Lee bent over to pick up the papers, letting her eyes run over Lee's butt as it stuck up in the air. But her eyes snapped back to Lee’s own eyes as soon as he stood up. Grinning, she nodded. “So, who am I not supposed to tell?” she asked. “Just, you know, so I don’t reveal anything I’m not supposed to.”
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Post by Will Fleet on Aug 6, 2008 21:05:13 GMT
Oblivious to the viewing of his behind, which was unsually clad in jeans, Lee stood back up, arranging hte paper and adjusting his grey, button down shirt, like the ones he wore when working. "You're not allowed to tell anyone" he said firmly, brushing a hand through his fringe where a few locks fell over his right eye, naturally pouty lips set in a frown. "So other than stalking me, what other trouble have you been causing?" he questioned to try and get her off of the subject.
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