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Once the helicopter was beginning to gradually slow down, Hargun Aikason nearly lept from her seat. Her usual excited self; both getting to the destination and getting off some sort of long and tiring type of transportation, took over as she griped the edges of her rather large sketchbook, making her palms red. The small carrry-on bag that was wrapped around her shoulder kept trying to slip off. She looked like some eager puppy only in a young adult's body, making her look even more silly.

Glancing over to the person who was traveling with her, she smiled. "I'm so excited.. this arts director guy you know? Not only is he giving us scholarships, but hes giving us like.. paradise to work at!" she blurted out, then pulled out her pencil like some news reporter, ready to draw or write down her first thoughts and ideas of how the island was going to be like.

It had been a tough year for her in school. All of her friends that were senors that year were gathering up their things and heading off to college. She wasnt of age yet, but the scholarships, offers, and deals that she was persistant to get were starting to pour in. Several of them required her to go to a somewhat "foreign" location, or somewhere she really hadnt been before or in a long time to sketch out still lifes; potraits; and anything else that felt out of the ordinary..

But then there had been this unbelieveable offer that seemed to surpass the rest. It too involved a scholarship. But it also included free stay at a remote island. All part of some sort of artists' community run by one very rich man. Hargun could hardly believe it when she was offered it, but immediately signed up and headed out. Now she was almost there.. almost to the first few steps to getting the career she dreamed about; the education and inspiration any artist would need to make it big time. She was almost there.. and was going along with another person. It couldnt possibly get any better, she thought.

A tall, curvy woman was waiting for them at the helicopter pad. Her brown hair was pulled back and held under a grey beret. She wore a red shirt and khaki shirt under a long, white labcoat, and she put her hand up to sheild the light from her eyes as she watched the helicopter land.

When the door opened, the woman fought the whirlwind from the rotors and rushed upt o greet the two young people waiting inside.

"Welcome to The Island!" She yelled over the whirr of the motors. "My name is Dr. Lockheart, this way, please?"

She stepped back and motioned for them to follow her.

The young man dressed in black with the messy hair stepped off the helicopter at all. He didn't make any indication to fix his appearence, his hair not looking much more messy than it had before. He sort of nodded his head in Aubrey's direction and mumbled.

"Afternoon Dr. Lockheart..." he said in a nice, but soft and sort of hard to understand voice. He adjusted his guitar strap and went ahead and got into her jeep. The entire time he never even looked completely at her face.

Hargun's hyper and energetic mood seemed to hesitate at the mention of innocolation. No matter how many ways you put it.. shots and her didnt mix. She'd often get nautious even when getting pricked with the tinyiest needle. "Uhm..." she began to say, but figured it was best not to argue. Instead she just looked around in all directions, soaking in as much of the paradise as she could.

Before she could think apon the matter of a shot any longer, there was a wide grin on her face and her finger kept taping at her sketchpad where she began to just scribble down one or two things here and there. She hadnt even gotten to her residence and her imagination was leaking everywhere.

-What a mess.-

The Island was wonderful. The day was slightly overcast, but it didn't detract much from the beauty of the island. The jungle was thick, humid, and hot, but alive with colors and sounds and smells. Everything smelled clean, from the fruits growing wild to the smell of the sea on the breeze.

As the drove down the path, a large mountain towards the center of the island came into view. Crawling up its sides was a large, grey scientific complex with "Feral Laboratories" blazed in red across the largest building. It was nestled amoung the thick jungle on the mountain, looking a bit out of place, yet it didn't seem to interfere with the island's natural charm.

The Jeep pulled to a halt in front of the complex. She hopped out and opened the doors for her passengers. "So nice to see such fresh young faces," she said, looking rather chipper and friendly. There was definately a bounce in her step and a gleam in her eye.

Timothy snapped out of his own world to hear Aubrey say

"So nice to see such fresh young faces,"

The faces on the wall...

He watched Hargun struggle with her sketch book.

...their stares feel like they are pushing down on me.

"I don't like shots much either..." he really didn't care much at this point, atleast he was feeling inspired. The change was good for him. He had to admit, through the hair that fell in front of his eyes, the laboratories were pretty impressive.

Hargun gave Aubrey a really dull look... that kind of stare that made many 'colorful' words escape just by the expression. But as they entered the elevator, she merely rolled her eyes and looked over to Timothy and broke out in casual conversation. Surely this guy could seem at least a tad bit more energized.. he looked like she would on a day that she had sat around and did nothing but sleep.

"So.. uhm Timmothy you dont like shots either?" she said then looked back in the corner of her eye at Aubrey again. "That was kinda stupid.. about the animal thing. "