Welcome to Gaia! ::

"Not too much! We should be comming up on the island any moment now." James looked forward, he hated when they asked that. Everyone always asked "How much further..." it got annoying after a bit. But they were almost there and then he could unload this passenger.

"There you go!" James removed one of his large hands from the steering console and pointed, as the Island could be seen from a distance and it was getting larger.

The tropical paradise looked completely natural except for the buildings sticking out in the distance. The helicopter moved towards the landing pad and came in.

"Here you are, Welcome to the Island. Someone should be here to greet you shortly." the well mannered comment odviously meant to egg Matthew to leave the helicopter.

Matthew hardly had time to contemplate the island when there was the sounds of a motor being gunned a bit too hard reached his ears, followed shortly after by the sight of a jeep barreling up the dirt road towards the helipad. It bounced over the dirt road, and you could swear you see all four tires leave the ground at least once in its short journey.

Finally, skidding to a stop, the door opened and out stepped a rather odd man. His hair was shock-white, and tied back into a messy ponytail; a wide, exuberant grin plastered to his contradictarily young face. However, the sight got stranger as you notice that he's bedecked in some of the loudest Bermuda shorts and shirt you've seen in a long time. A bright orange shirt with blue and red boats and seagulls on top, and then virtually neon green shorts on the bottom. Sunglasses were perched on his rather long nose, and on his feet he wore beach flip-flops. With socks.

Almost as soon as he was out of the van, his hand shot out to Matthew to shake. "Welcome to the Island - Matthew, isn't it?" He expressed with an eccentric, but friendly grin. "My name's Sabin. Just got here a few days ago myself - great place! I'm sure you'll love it! Anyway, I'm the welcoming wagon and here to take you to the main facility for a few obligatory innoculations."

Sabin grinned, and gave Matthew a rather firm handshake before withdrawing his hands to the pockets of his shorts. "You picked a great vacation spott, Matt - can I call you Matt?" He gestured out to the jungles "Completely natural vegetation - And native wildlife! But nothing out there particularly dangerous... well... unless you count the 'gators and snakes. BUT!" He interrupted himself "The beaches are gorgeous, and you couldn't ask for a more pristine and natural get-away. The rate was so cheap mainly because the Island also houses the research facility there" he nodded towards the big complex. "But the facility and the bungalows are the only man-made additions to the island."

He clapped his hands and looked back at Matthew "Well, we have to be doubly sure, for insurance reasons. I don't suppose you've got your medical records on you, do you? And have you had Malaria, Typhoid Fever, and Hepatitis immunizations?" Sabin was already climbing into the driver's seat after having opened the door for Matthew. "Put your luggage in the back and I'll take you to the Doctor's, and then I can show you where you'll be staying" He said with a friendly charm.

Sabin buckled his seatbelt as he took the papers from Matthew and pored them over quickly, his eyes scanning the texts on the immunization records. "I'll take these to the doctor and let him review them and doublecheck to make sure that you've got everything you'll need." Sabin clapped Matthew on the shoulder with the same amiable grin.

"Venemous snakes?" Sabin shrugged. "Well, I haven't seen any of them about, but from my knowledge just about everywhere has them." Sabin glanced down at his watch "Hrmm... there will be more people taking up the offer, but they're coming from different regions, and the helicoptor only holds so many people." Sabin said with a smile and a shurg, the notion of only Matthew not being there not seeming to bother him.

Sliding the glasses further up his prominent nose, Sabin shifted the jeep into gear after Matthew had taken a seat, and within moments they were jostling down the road at not quite the neckbreaking speed that Sabin had arrived with. Greenery zipped by the sides of the narrow road, and soon enough a large fence rose to view, which opened quickly at the approach of the jeep.

Finally, Sabin pulled into one of the spaces in the small parking lot and jumped out, coming around and opening the door for Matthew.

"No problem at all, my friend" Sabin smiled, swinging one of Matt's duffles over his shoulder effortlessly. "Just follow me, and I'll show you to Doctor Moreau. He's the one who owns the Island and the research facility here." Sabin called over his shoulder to Matthew as he headed into the building. Everything seemed automated here - the front doors sliding open silently, leading to a plush, polished -wooden-floored waiting room with soft couches. Sabin didn't stop here, however, heading on straight to the double doors at the end. "But it's a big Island, and there's no reason not to open it up for the enjoyment of some others." Sabin laughed as he headed into the pristine, white hallways, and headed to a single, big elevator. Once again, the door slid open as if anticipating his arrival. "After all, The Doctor doesn't exactly get out much and enjoy the beaches and the jungle. Too caught up in his work. Floor 8."
With Sabin's vocal command, the doors slid shut again and there was the feeling of sudden movement.

Sabin nodded as the elevator lurched upwards. "Since Moreau only uses really the research facilities on the Island, he's hoping to keep the rest of the island as natural as possible - well, within safety's allotance of course." Sabin quickly corrected himself. "I work with him myself and assist some of his research, but I must admit, I'm not quite as strict as he is when it comes to letting onesself enjoy the natural surroundings." Sabin gestured to his Islandwear with a grin. "When in Rome, yes?" If Matt listened closely, Sabin had a bit of an accent, but it was very watered down.

The doors of the elevator slid open as smoothly as they had slid shut, opening into a pristine lab room. While not immense, the equipment that Matthew would recognize from a his line of work was top of the line. In the center of the room stood another man....

"Doctor Moreau!" Sabin exclaimed with a smile "Matthew just arrived! He brought with him the records of the immunizations that he got already" Sabin handed him the plastic baggie with Matt's records and ID. "I thought you might want to check them over to make sure he's all caught up before taking him to his bungalow."

Matthew nodded at Sabin, grinning back at the rather eccentric man in reference to his attire. Yes, it was rather apparent he had no trouble in enjoying himself. If he had time later on, he made note to seek out Sabin and hopefully chat with him a bit more. He'd love to hear what they were doing with this facility, not to mention the fact that this man's eagerness towards the world in general was contagious. Matt thought he caught a hint of accent in Sabin's voice, but wouldn't have been able to place it... he had a hard enough time distinguishing major accents from one another, in terms of place of origin.

Upon entering the room, the expression on Matthew's face grew to slightly resemble that of a kid in a candy store. He didn't recognize quite a bit of the equipment, though he could guess at the function of a few; but regardless of that... it was all he could do to keep himself from darting over to get a better look. This was top-notch stuff, the kind that only high-quality funding could buy; and his inner science-geek was jumping for joy.

He snapped out of his reverie, noticing the other man standing in the middle of the room. Ah, this must be the one responsible for all of these wonderful facilities.

"Where are my manners? You must be Doctor Moreau. It's a pleasure to meet you!" He offered his hand by way of introduction, and smiled eagerly. He couldn't help it, being in such familiar settings, and with such new equipment... it was making him almost giddy.

"Right, of course. What disease would that be?" He obediently walked over to the table, sitting down as instructed. It was certainly good that this island had up-to-date facilities, and was prepared for things like this... he could only imagine the business problems such an outbreak would cause.