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Post by Ethan Rom on May 2, 2008 15:16:46 GMT -5
"No need for name-calling. Some of us are just averse to hugs. And some of us are British."
Ethan gave a little smirk, with a shrug.
"Sorry i hugged you, Ethan."
He smiled kindly, remembering part of his cover was to be a teacher. "I'll find a way to forgive you..."
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Post by Ethan Rom on Apr 18, 2008 15:22:52 GMT -5
Approved! Just post your profile in the character bios sub forum. Welcome to the island.
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Post by Ethan Rom on Oct 3, 2007 15:26:45 GMT -5
Bitter and discontented, he decided it was a good idea to just...leave. Go to his shelter, get drunk or sleep or whatever he could to take his mind off...everything. Of course, then he saw two young people tearing through the luggage quickly.
He was close enough, and so with a sigh, tucked the bottle into his back pocket and walked up to the pair of them. "Hey. You guys lose your luggage?" he asked, and their expressions told him they probably did. "Yeah, I lost mine too." Might as well be helpful. He'd already almost beaten Sawyer to death, it might be good to earn a reputation as Mr Helpful. Although it was probably a little late. "I found some other stuff though, so if you need anything, pants or, sweatshirt, I can help you find some that fit. I'm Ethan, by the way."
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Post by Ethan Rom on Sept 30, 2007 14:47:28 GMT -5
***Ethan enters***
He seemed to have entered just in time for another argument. Again, a mystery why Ana had singled him out. Everyone was at each other's throat, not just him. He looked to Jack, who'd silenced the group of bickering people.
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Post by Ethan Rom on Sept 16, 2007 15:05:00 GMT -5
ARZT
"So, looking at the flora and fauna, has it given you any further insight into where we might be?"
"I don't know." he admitted. "It's all...mixed. Bizarre plants that don't exist together in any other places I've been. Like someone took plants from different countries and threw them on the same clump of land."
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Post by Ethan Rom on Sept 16, 2007 14:54:51 GMT -5
"No, no. We were away most of yesterday and this morning, so...I've no idea. But the dog, and the kids, perhaps they got curious about your insect collection. It is terribly fascinating. And now you have a colorful new addition,"
"Yeah..." he said, and looked over at her. "Thanks." he said cautiously.
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Post by Ethan Rom on Sept 16, 2007 14:35:50 GMT -5
"My insect." he replied, as Gwen was very stupid not to realize who he was talking about. As if Rodriguez was well-loved and popular. "He went missing. I can't find him."
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Post by Ethan Rom on Sept 16, 2007 14:27:54 GMT -5
"It was petty and wrong of me to involve you in our disagreement, and I apologize."
He looked at her, completely expressionless. "What situation? Wait...do you have anything to do with Rodriguez disappearing?"
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Post by Ethan Rom on Sept 16, 2007 14:17:57 GMT -5
"I mean, there seem to be a lot of things on this island that you wouldn't expect to find..."
"Yeah. Like big tree-breaking monsters. Just don't bring me any of those unless you house-break it first." he said, deciding the new caterpillar was to be named Fernando.
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Post by Ethan Rom on Sept 16, 2007 13:18:06 GMT -5
"Do you think they're native to this island?"
"No, I think it's on maternity leave from it's office back in Sydney." he said sarcastically, watching the small creature squirm about, uncertain whether to stay still, or what direction to go should it decide to move. What was the point of caterpillars having all those legs, if they didn't know where they were going?
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Post by Ethan Rom on Sept 16, 2007 13:09:16 GMT -5
"Hello, Dr. Arzt,"
"Hello, Gwen." he said tonelessly, not looking up at her.
"I was wondering if I could get your opinion on something, We went into the jungle yesterday, and this little guy seems to have come back with us."
He looked over at her, and then down at the palm of her hand. He could see a small caterpillar. A light green with blue tuberclues, it was instantly recognisable as- " An Emperor Gum Moth."
He picked it out of her hand with two fingers, allowing it to clutch to his skin. He placed it down gently in the palm of his hand, smiling. "Opodiphthera eucalypti...looks to be in it's fifth stage. It'll be a beautiful moth, soon." he said, shifting into teacher mode.
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Post by Ethan Rom on Sept 16, 2007 12:43:40 GMT -5
DR LESLIE ARZT
He hadn't slept that night. Or the night before, really. His eyes were heavy, with dark bags lining them as he sat cross-legged on the beach, staring at the slow waves. Someone had died that morning. A girl, Jodie or whatever. Drowned in the water, but what if she hadn't? What if she'd been eaten by sharks? Torn apart in a feeding frenzy? Paralyzed by a poisonous rockfish? Stung by a Portuguese Man o' War?
OK, so they kept to Portugal, the Portuguese Man o' War. But everyone liked a holiday, it wasn't too far-fetched. Whatever killed her, he was not going to bath. Too dangerous.
Why did everything want to kill him? And to make matters worse, one of his insects had disappeared. It had been Rodriguez. Ana had him last, but he hadn't seen her. But Rodriguez had gone missing, and Leslie was worried about him getting into trouble. They were his babies, after all.
Stupid island.
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Post by Ethan Rom on Sept 6, 2007 12:26:46 GMT -5
"Listen, I need to gather some more things and get back to check on Severin. I'll see you later, yeah?"
"Yeah, later." he nodded with a weak, forced smile.
Maybe it was time to find Ana. See if he could try and make a better impression. Failing that, he could simply watch her squirm in pain at the mention of Jake.
He smiled again at Gwen, and then turned to leave.
***Ethan leaves to find Ana***
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Post by Ethan Rom on Sept 6, 2007 10:35:48 GMT -5
"And I think she understands you weren't completely at fault for that fight with Sawyer. She means well. It just seems that she can't turn off that 'bad cop' persona that she's perfected."
"Well, 'means well' doesn't really cut it in this kind of situation." he stated. "Although maybe I should find her. Clear the air."
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Post by Ethan Rom on Sept 5, 2007 10:25:04 GMT -5
"Oh, and in other 'hard to believe' news, Ana and I have declared a sort of ceasefire. Out of our shared concern for Jake. Granted, I'm not sure if that truce still stands today, but I'm hoping we can keep things civil. For everyone else's sake."
Getting rid of Jake had been the right thing to do, after all. People were coming together. "Well, that's a good thing. Somehow, I don't think she'll settle a truce with me anytime soon..." he commented.
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Post by Ethan Rom on Sept 5, 2007 2:57:10 GMT -5
"Oh, I heard that Mr. Locke managed to catch one of the boars. So it's not all doom and gloom then?"
"He did." confirmed Ethan, nodding. "So I hope you like pork."
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Post by Ethan Rom on Sept 4, 2007 16:37:34 GMT -5
"It was a spur-of-the-moment thing, and Ana didn't want to lose any more time than we already had. For what it's worth, I wish you had come along as well."
It was Ana's fault, entirely Ana's fault. Ana was bad and a bitch and...and...and evil and probably had terrible hygiene and was conspiring against him. He still smiled back at Gwen, as if the prettiest girl in school had looked at him. "Well, that's worth plenty. Although I guess going into the jungle alone is now off the menu."
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Post by Ethan Rom on Sept 4, 2007 10:49:32 GMT -5
"The traps don't seem meant to catch animals. They seem...a means of defense. Which is rather unsettling. I gather things have been a bit stressful here as well."
He folded his arms in concern. Rousseau, and all the trouble she'd been. "I wish I'd known you were going into the jungle." he admitted. "I would've come with you."
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Post by Ethan Rom on Sept 4, 2007 2:49:00 GMT -5
He stood perfectly still, taking in what Gwen's words. He couldn't care less about Jake, or Severin or whoever else got injured or hurt. But Gwen had gone out into the jungle, at night, with people who couldn't protect her. And she hadn't asked him. She hadn't even told him.
He didn't say any of this, of course. He simply put his acting skills to the test. Surprise, whenever she mentioned the booby traps. "A trap? Spring-loaded arrow?" he asked, raising his eyebrows. "What does that mean for us, exactly? People have been here before us?"
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Post by Ethan Rom on Sept 3, 2007 16:20:22 GMT -5
"Hey,"
He saw Gwen approach, and smiled gently at her. "Hey, Gwen. I didn't see you last night, or this morning." he said, turning to her. "Been busy, I take it?"
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