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"Duplex 42..." Richard mind dredged up the list. "Nita." He blinked. Wait. girlfriend? Richard cast a quick glance to confirm that Lauren was indeed a female. She was gay. He managed stop the grimace of disgust from flashing over his features... almost. If Lauren was paying attention she'd catch it for what it was before Richard hid it away under a friendly smile. He'd been burned before on that subject and was aware his views were not considered PC. He couldn't help wondering if the transformation would fix that particular aliment.

Attempting to move to a topic that had less certianity of making the woman angry he move to the envitable, "Duplex 10 eh? You mast have been here for quite some time then.

"A year?" Richard was plainly surprised, she looked far too human to have been here for an entire year. How had she stopped the changes. "You wouldn't know it from looking at ya. I've only been here for about what... almost nine weeks now?"

He frowned as she struggled with the machine, finally noticing the girl's total lack of muscle in her legs. "Would you like some help with that?"

Richard was taken aback by the youth's sudden venom for a moment, then chuckled a little. "Alright, fine just don't overdo it. Trust me, it doesn't help if you injure yourself while your attempting to heal something else."

Richard leaned back on the weight rack and studied her for a moments, considering. "So your on speaking terms with the Doctor eh? Thats somewhat rare."

Fortunatly Richard had lots of practice keeping his temper undercontrol and took alot more than a junvile remark to fire it up. Although Zach seemed to had a talent for stroking it. Now the Moreau as a father to this girl perked his interest considerably. Mostly because Moreau and father figure went together acid and base.

Richard looped an elastic band around his toes and pulled on it with his right arm. "Kinda like a father? I assume there's no blood relation then?" Richard tone was conversational, as if he was asking about the weather.

Richard really didn't like what was going on around the island at all but if Lauren saw Moreau as a father figure it simply wouldn't be prudent to tell the girl that he absolutely loathed the situation. Still he couldn't bring himself to outright lie about it. "I am coping with being an experiement of Sabin's." He shrugged but his smile was a bit thin and the speed of his reps increased. "Your guess is as good as mine." Not entirely true, Awen had told him after all he just didn't want to think about it. "And you? Want did Moreau choose?" Richard managed to keep all but a slight bitterness out of his voice.

Richard hmpfed. "Horns eh? Sound more like Sabin's style than Moreau's."

After almost 2 weeks of p***y-footing around after his change, Oz finally felt like he had the strength to return to the workout room. Maybe just a gentle regime to start with. A bit of treadmill to keep his knee loose. Some of the light weights to flex his new muscles. That sort of thing.

Thank god the gym was empty at the moment. The new exercise shorts sent compliments of the lab were still a snug fit, much to Oz's distaste. He scrambled onto a bike machine, feeling it creak slightly under his weight.

Oz glanced up in an obligatory acknowledgement of the new person, but he literally did a double-take when he saw her. His legs slowed down considerably on the bike. His head could only process one thing at a time afterall...when did fur start looking so good!

"Err...hi," he said, shaking himself from stupor.

He recognised her from the beach party a few weeks ago, but her name escaped him also.