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Sep. 6th, 2006 06:26 am
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Wednesday. Oh yeah, you know you want it, here it is the middle of the week, without even trying. And besides, you've aways heard it's good exercise and Wednesday has been working out.


Bump and grind, baby,
ja ne!
~d

Date: 2006-09-06 11:35 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] brinylon.livejournal.com
I need an attractive instructor to help me :)

Date: 2006-09-06 09:38 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] sky-dark.livejournal.com
XD Yeah, don't we all?

Date: 2006-09-06 12:44 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] crazyloststar.livejournal.com
too sleepy hmph

*snore*

Date: 2006-09-06 09:38 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] sky-dark.livejournal.com
Aw *rocks*

Date: 2006-09-06 02:29 pm (UTC)
ext_12410: (smut fixes everything)
From: [identity profile] tsuki-no-bara.livejournal.com
i've already had my smutty thoughts this morning (inspired by some lovely jared and jensen picspam :D ), which is sadly the most i'm going to get.... but hey, it's better than nothing.

Date: 2006-09-06 09:39 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] sky-dark.livejournal.com
You're right! Something is always better than nothing! I concur!

Date: 2006-09-06 04:06 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] azysapphy.livejournal.com
I'm going shopping in a little while...so I'm making Wednesday work for what it wants. It has to carry my bags! :D

Date: 2006-09-06 09:39 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] sky-dark.livejournal.com
It should be made to work *nods*

Date: 2006-09-06 04:26 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] marii-sama.livejournal.com
LOL But I'm soooo tired... *whines* Oh well Maybe Wednesday can wake my ass up...literally...

Date: 2006-09-06 09:40 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] sky-dark.livejournal.com
come on now, up and at 'em! Can lay around all day, well you can, but you shouldn't XD

Date: 2006-09-06 05:22 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] buttrflysteph.livejournal.com
Hey...I have a question and I lost your new e-mail address. My question is about AWA and me not going :( Email me!!!

Date: 2006-09-06 09:40 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] sky-dark.livejournal.com
OY! Skydark@comcast.net

And don't remind me you're not going, that makes me sad =(

Date: 2006-09-06 08:42 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] velvet-mace.livejournal.com
Is it Wednesday already? Damn it, I guess it's time to actually get off my ass and do something.

Date: 2006-09-06 09:40 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] sky-dark.livejournal.com
Yup, better get the lead out!

Date: 2006-09-06 08:48 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] midnightbanshee.livejournal.com
I did nothing today! Hurrah!

Date: 2006-09-06 10:00 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] midnightbanshee.livejournal.com
Now if that's supposed to punish me, it's not working!

Date: 2006-09-06 09:08 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] toxicbullets.livejournal.com
Wednesday, God it's here already o_x? It was an interesting day xD;. My friend asked some radom guy on the train if he thought Johnny Depp was sexy.

Date: 2006-09-06 09:41 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] sky-dark.livejournal.com
It is wednesday already! did he say yes? if he didn't he's a freak

Date: 2006-09-07 03:57 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] su-dama.livejournal.com
tch, i want to bump and grind. ;)

Date: 2006-09-07 10:33 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] sky-dark.livejournal.com
By all means, shake that groove thing! XD
From: [identity profile] cryogenia.livejournal.com
After the incident with the Elmer doll, Marta did not want to risk wasting more toys on the pit fighters. Her operating budget was strained as it was; she had switched to using ripped up old shirts to clean up spills around the center because paper towels were an unnecessary expense. Still, she couldn't get the image of the Alphonse cuddling its blanket-friend out of her head. There had to be something she could do. He was doing it again the next morning when she went in to clean, and the way he sleepily spoke to it and stroked its "back" broke her heart all over again. If she only had Ed's Alphonse doll from when he was younger, or preferrably, an Edward-doll that looked like an Edward...

...or smelled like one.

Marta got an idea.

She exited the Alphonse's enclosure and went across to the Edward's, careful to announce her presence and keep her movements slow and exaggerated as she approached. Not all of the pit fighters were as jumpy as Fullmetal, but they were certainly all wary of humans, and she didn't want to spook him.

"Good morning -- shh, it's okay, you don't have to get up yet," she crooned, and extracted a single blanket from his pile. "It's okay, I'll bring you another one," she said to his baleful glare.

She returned to the Alphonse and squatted down low, offering the blanket forward with her arms extended and face safely back. The Alphonse was more awake now and was no longer clinging to his lump of blankets. He was staring at her distrustfully. Then his nose twitched, first slowly and then rapidly, and his sullen expression changed to one of interest. He sat up and scooted a little closer toward the blankets, snuffling, until all of a sudden he lashed out and yanked the thing from her. She let it go readily and was encouraged to see the Alphonse pawing over every inch of the cloth, looking his static and rubbing his cheek against it in places.

"Aw, glad you like it!" she said, pleased. His reaction might just mean he was familiar with this Edward, attached to him, even! Or, she mused ruefully, he could just be an Alphonse of the appropriate age reacting to a single Edward. Still, either way, it was a great sign. He was actively showing interest in the scent and behaving appropriately - no signs of aggression, no signs of fear. And this one had come in kitten-pelted, but he was well overdue to change into more mature colors. He needed a mate.

She thought about doing likewise for the Edward and providing him one of the Alphonse's blankets, then decided against it. Pete would be arriving at 11 to have a pow-wow about future treatments, and until he okayed it she didn't want to expose that Edward to too much excitement. His lungs were doing very well, but he probably didn't need to hyperventilate the way the Alphonse was doing. She smiled and shook her head. The way the Alphonse was going, he might just snuffle at that blanket until he passed out.

"Silly thing," she said affectionately, and, when he did not show any sign of slowing down, carefully confiscated it. He complained instantly and hissed his disapproval at her, but she shook her head.

"Maybe later, when you settle down more," she said firmly, and went to prepare some breakfast.

**and that's what you get for now** :)
From: [identity profile] cryogenia.livejournal.com


Ling was being a mooch as usual, and she wound up foisting him off on Kate, who was working early today because she had some kind of hot date in the evening. She was going out to celebrate the completion of a particularly difficult exam with her latest squeeze, and Marta had found herself vaguely jealous at the news. It had been a long time since she'd been in the world of professors and co-eds, and almost as long, it felt sometimes, since she'd been out on a date. When was the last time she'd even had a meal at a decent restaurant? And why? She couldn't remember if she'd celebrated her birthday or not last month, come to think of it.

Ah well. The job gave her other milestones, she told herself firmly. Today was the first day she'd been able to prepare the same meal for all four pitfighters, for example. Fullmetal was alert enough to be allowed to attempt his own food, with supervision. It would give him more independence and some safe stimulation, and hopefully if Pete agreed it would also open the door to new medication delivery. She had injected him this morning but she didn't want to continue to do so when it obviously agitated him. Bad for trust, and bad for her helpers - Kate had admitted she was nervous about helping her hold him.

It wasn't so much that he was unpredictable - Fullmetal was actually emminently predictable; he was always trying to bite your face off. It was that he didn't always present like a normal Elric would. Most Elrics displayed overt signs of fear or aggression; gave ample warning before they tried to bite. With Fullmetal, more often than note, the warning sign WAS the bite. Fullmetal went for hands, fingers, faces without even bothering to growl. It creeped Kate out, and okay, if she had to admit it, it made her worry to. She was concerned that the flat affect might indicate some deeper psychological damage, that the only way he knew how to deal with a problem was to go for the throat. Would he attack even an Alphonse if it were placed in an enclosure with him? Or was it he was just afraid of humans, but also, of showing them fear? There were so many possibilities. She was going to have to be very careful in determining what was wrong with him.

First things first, though. She left a tray of fruit bits and chopped weiner for her other Edward and the Alphonse, then approached Fullmetal's enclosure. He was up again today, which was again a good sign; he must be feeing better if he'd been roaming about so much lately. It looked like he was peeking through the bars and addressing the Mustang in civil tones, which was stranger still. "Fight like a Mustang and an Elric" had become the new shorthand for "fight like cats and dogs". She made a mental note of that.

The Mustang curled his lip up at her, properly warning her to keep her distance, but the Edward just watched her approach with a wary expression. No overt signs of aggression, but she could see uneasiness burning in his eyes. Subtle. She would have to watch herself around this one

She dropped off food for the Mustang and he trilled a thank you, but did not eat when she left. He was watching her as she entered the Elric enclosure. She sat the plate down in the middle of the floor and retreated out the door to a safe distance, careful to watch through the picture window at an angle.
From: [identity profile] sky-dark.livejournal.com
Ah, what you do to me, and so early in the morning, too. If only you weren't hitched. XD

This is marvelous, I love the varying reactions of all the animals and how you aren't neglecting Alphonse and the other Edward. It's hard to wrangle a lot of characters.

I also really like the way you handle Fullmetal's reactions and Marta's conclusions to each, such as they way he never shows aggression before attacking. I really look forward to Marta winning him over XD

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