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Oz forced himself to ignore Nita as she rubbed her hand, scolding himself again. He'd have to be more careful, this was exactly what he was fearful of doing to the others. He kept his hands behind him for the remainder of the conversation.

In fact, he actually settled himself on the floor, looking up a little to Nita. His back just wasn't comfy in any position - standing or sitting.

"Ah," he said. "Well, I hadn't done much good here until my change put me out of action. Its a bit rotten that the labs would steal supplies though."

An odd, short growl escaped Oz, much to his embarrassment.

"Oh you know the trick for that don't you? Picture everyone naked...although on an Island full of animal people...it might not work," he said with an awkward chuckle. "And you're a step ahead of me. I can't really do anything. My brother is the actor in the family."

Now this is where Oz might not agree with Nita. Aside from the labs being vindictive enough to show poor Sayuri about his escapades with the Antony, they ahd yet to do anything to him that he would call 'cruel' or 'torture'. Even after destroying some of their property, they didn't lift a finger.

This was incredibly dangerous for Oz, who had a growing sense of invulnerability...despite the things that had happened to others.

"Oh I don't know...they didn't do anything to me when I took out their cameras," he said, a smug grin creeping onto his face and a slight bragging tone slipping into his voice.

Oz examined the tattered shreds of a pair of jeans that no longer fit, painfully aware of how tight they were and how close he came to splitting them completely.

"Ugh...I may have to request a friggin loincloth if I'm not furry enough to go commando," he laughed, no stranger to full-frontal nudity but certainly one to avoid it if he could.

He looked up at Nita and actually took the time to really look at her this time. He couldn't identify what she was, but you'd have to be David Attenborough to do that on this Island! But she was cute. Very fluffy and quite 'chunky' but he attributed that to the fluffyness.

"Oh my brother got as far as the film industry, but really, in all honesty, he was way too hammy for film. He stayed in the West End mostly after that."

Oz's grin grew even wider as he felt his ego swell. That one act of vandalism could bring him his own brand of infamy on the Island. And if his plotted stage 2 worked, maybe even bring him closer to being a major pain in the arse for the labs. One they would regret ever bringing here.

"Just some of the ones in the main parts of the village. I felt this god-awful pain in my neck about half-way through and blacked out," he said, instinctively rubbing his thick neck as he recalled the sensation.

"They replaced the ones in my duplex and the high-tower ones practically overnight. But I've been keeping an eye out for maintenance teams to fix the smaller ones."

Oz suddenly turned a little dark in his plottings, waiting for people who were still people, with obvious intent to cause more harm.

"Heehe, I dunno if they'd make pants in extra extra extra large," he joked, a deeper part of him fearing just how much more weight he was going to put on.

He had to admire Nita's look though. Even if she found them distasteful, the scrubs just seemed to aid her cuteness. Oz rubbed his chin in thought.

"I dunno, the scrubs look is cute."

"Being buzzed?" he asked, his odd hand returning to his neck once more.

The term might be well-known by most of the Islanders, but for one such as Oz, who had only been told about the chips once in his time here, it was foreign jargon. He hadn't thought about what the chips were actually FOR. Maybe just information, like a serial number, age, weight, that kind of thing. Like a digital personal file.

But if they had the ability to be remotely activated and shock people...it was another major part of the Island's dark purpose that Oz failed to comprehend without rage bubbling around in his gut.

Oz was looking more and more disturbed by these new pieces of information. His hand rubbed nervously about his neck and then his shoulders, and rather than the outrage he'd felt at being monitored by cameras, Oz was filled with a fear and deep sense that he wasn't dealing with normal people. These were sick, twisted control freaks.

"Can...can they be taken out?" he asked honestly, suddenly using his fingers to maybe probe for a physical trace of the chip.

The name didn't strike a bell, but an awful feeling in his gut told him that he already knew about Annie, albeit the least amount of information. If Nita had lost colour, Oz was practically ashen.

"...Annie? Is she a wolf by any chance?" he asked slowly and carefully, trying to piece the only two parts of the puzzle he had together.

From Antony, it was a 'crazy feral wolf who lived in the jungle', and from Nita it was a name and a cause. As elated as he could be at finding out the chips could be removed, it was shadowed by the fact a change had made her crazy. Crazy enough to attack her best friend.

The graves at Halloween

Another bombshell. Why did all the cute ones come with so much baggage? This was probably the worst time to say that he actually thought the graves were fake and just part of the whole Halloween party. But if they were real...had the dripping bags of...whatever...been real also? Oz went numb inside rather suddenly.

He just couldn't process all this at once and still be rational.

"Ah s**t! And the tossers up in the labs did nothing? Is it still on the loose?" his questions were like an assault on poor Nita, especially as his temper began to flare.