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Nita sat quietly with her bookbag on her lap, headphones turned up in a rather futile attempt to cover the thrumming sound of the helicopter's rotors. It had been a very long day, full of connecting flights and far too many layovers, and only to get to a nondescript stretch of the Florida coast. There was something funny about the whole thing: being carted off to a private location to study for a couple months; but her parents had been so excited for their little girl.

"It'll be good for you, Neets," her dad had told her, tugging gently on one of her long braids. "Meet other people who want to learn and read and write... and according to the brochure, you'll be living in much better style than the dorms at OSU!"

Of course, the boy sitting next to her hardly looked the type... but it was best not to judge based purely on appearances, she supposed. Nita glanced at him surreptitiously before switching her gaze to the broad back of their stoic pilot. Were they almost there? To.. wherever "there" was? She hoped the helicopter ride was in fact the last and shortest leg of her journey-- Nita wanted nothing more than to take a quick shower, organize the few belongings she'd brought along, and maybe get a bite to eat before settling down with her books for a couple of hours.

The pilot just grunted and mumbeled something that got lost in the sound of the rotors and radio. But it sounded something like "a while."

And a while it was. Finally, a larger island amound a spackling of smaller ones could be seen in the distance. An old volcanic island, it had a single mountain in the middle, a think jungle, and large, spacies beaches.

The helicopter landed on a pad in a but if the jungle that had been cleared away. Waiting with a Jeep as they landed was a tall, pleasant woman in a labcoat, clutchiing her clipboard and holding her hat down on her head to keep it from being blown off the by the rotors.

Alec was relieved when he saw a landmass approaching in the distance though the sight as it grew closer made him glued to the chopper window. The place was... nothing he'd ever seen or imagined. Far from the damp, foggy countrysides, this place was like heaven in a postcard! "A' think it'll do." He laughed alloud, turning to the read haired girl to share the jest. He shrugged off her less-than-amused expression and braced himself for landing.

It hadn't been a minute since Nita stepped out of the helicopter than a grey dufflebag came flying out of the doorway, landing a few feet from the vehicle as a clearly-excited Alec leaped out after. "Who's th' beor?" He smirked as he caught sight of the woman waiting by a jeep, impressed by the accomidations already. The spikey-haired teen gave a swift kick to his bag before lazily gathering it up off the ground and striding to catch up with Nita. His heart was racing at the expectations of what was to come. If the travel was enough to excite the irish boy, then surely anything more would be nothing short of amazing.

Nita ducked as the helicopter lurched away. The fringey bits of hair that framed her face and stubbornly refused to grow long enough to braid waved franticly in the updraft. She nodded at the woman's friendly greeting, hauling her luggage into the back of the Jeep with more ease than her slender frame suggested.

"It's Nita, please," she said, a tentative smile crossing her lips. She wasn't thrilled at the mention of immunizations-- as far as she knew, she was up-to-date for all of her shots. "What's it for?" she asked rather suddenly. "The doctors back home had me pretty well checked over before I left."

Don't whine! she told herself, mentally kicking herself as well. One more shot won't kill me...

Aubrey got in the driver's seat and bucked her seatbelt, starting the Jeep down the rocky, bumy gravel raod that cut straight through the damp and wet jungle.

"The Island is owner by Nicholas Moreau," she answered to Alec. "And I'm sure you'll healthy, but we have nasty things here that they don't have anywhere else."

Aubrey couldn't help but smirk alittle to herself.

The brush cleared out, and the huge Feral Labs came into view. The entire front looked like nothing by reflected glass - no movable doors or handles.

Aubrey led them out of the car and into the lobby. It was large and plush, with big leather sofa's and oriental rugs. There was no reception desk, just a bank of elevators on the back wall. "This way please."

Alec frowned but watched as Nita accepted the scenario as normal protocol, thinking little of it as he hopped into the jeep. "Alright." He mumbled, stoicly watching the vegetation fly past the times he wasn't staring at Aubrey's back. He was thankful for his choice of sparse clothing though practicality and use were never on his mind in the first place.

"S'like some co'perate thing?" He mumbled the question as he was led into the lobby, staring down at the mud-prints his clunky boots were leaving behind on some rather nice looking floor materials. Nevertheless, he followed Aubrey's lead with little more than slight diversions to glance around the stark place, mildly wondering why the girl was also accompanying them on this trip. She didn't seem like the punk band type.

"Thank you Aubrey." Moreau turned around and smiled to both of them.

He walked up and shook both of their hands at the same time. "Mr. Dunning, Ms. McNeal, it is good to finally meet you both." His eyes lit up cheerly, like a friendly neighborhood pedatrition.

"I'm Doctor Moreau... I'll be taking care of your immunization shots." he guestured to a table. "Please, sit over there. Aubrey reported that you were on the way and I already got the immunization shot out."