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 Posted: Sun Jan 28, 2007 1:21 pm
Victor knew his 'humor' wasn't that good, and didn't expect any laughter, expecially when Jordan was upset. So the lizardman listened, it was what he was good at, at least a third of everything in psychology involved listening to other people and their problems. So Victor listened to everything Jordan had to say, not interrupting and waited for the dog man to finish. Victor hadn't expected Jordan to start to cry, he didn't realize that Jordan felt so upset about feeling 'useless'.
The lizardman crawled closer to Jordan, Victor knew how the other man felt, he had felt the same way not long ago, hopeless and useless.
"Jordan, I know thingssss here can be difficult, but I do know we all need ssssomething to keep ussss active, make ourssselvesss ussseful." Victor moved closer to Jordan, to place the paw of his foreleg on Jordan's foot.
"If you have degreessss in veterinary medicsssine, then to mossst of ussss you're almosssst like a doctor, if ssssomeone gets sssick or ill you might know what they ssshould get from the clinic to help, tell people what food might be bad for the animal they're changing into, like chocolate, thats not good for catsss right? The important thing issss you need to try to find ssssomething to do, ssssomething you want to do, sssomething you like to do"
Victor's tail shifted in back of him while he spoke. "I wassss going to get a doctorate in pssssychology before I came here, and I didn't know what to do after I changed the firssst time, but I decssided to try and help otherssss, the sssecond time I changed I wassssn't ssssure if it wassss worth it to keep trying, but I've made up my mind that I can more good trying to help otherssss than hide away jusssst becausssse I look bad" Victor did want to continue to help others, and didn't want these changes, these twisted multiple limbs that he had to keep him from that. Jordan was someone that obviously needed help, and Victor was going to try.
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Posted: Sun Jan 28, 2007 2:03 pm
Why’d he have to be so weak all the time?? He was always trying to be strong throughout his life and with each and every endeavor, but the truth was he was just a weak, scared little man who no longer had control over his life and that frightened him. It was bad enough he let his rage explode in such violent manifestations, but now he was crying infront of others! He felt so ashamed of himself and hid his face further under his cap, wiping his eyes with the furry arm.
Jordan sniffled deeply, folding his arms across his chest defensively, protectively. He was afraid of saying anything that would come back to haunt him on the part of the labs. He jerked his paw at first, but didn’t pull away from Victor. He was only trying to be helpful, the role Jordan was usually in.
“I don’t know if I can make that much of a difference.. most people know chocolate is lethal to cats and dogs.. the labs take care of anyone who gets sick or needs medical care.. by the time I could figure out what was wrong the labs would send people out and have retrieved the sick individuals.. but in any event, I thought I was doing what I wanted to..” he was referring to more than veterinary medicine, his connections to the labs and his place in their rank “..but I feel so alone, so without purpose. I don’t have any rhyme or reason for anything I’ve done during my time here and I think I’m losing my mind..”
He sighed at this bleak feeling of loss of purpose. What he’d done to Newt was disturbing him greatly and he’d begun doing the same to Sophie.. What was happening to him? Why was he acting in bizarre ways and what was really going on? Initially, it was the fear of further punishments from Moreau propelling this new pattern of behavior. He tipped back his hat with a claw, letting Victor see him cry. “There’s things I can’t tell you… that I wish I could… but it’d cause more pain for both of us.. things that could make our lives here uncomfortable..” he wanted to tell someone his fears and concerns, but with the sword of Damacles dangling overhead, he was so hesitant..
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Posted: Sun Jan 28, 2007 3:04 pm
Victor couldn't imagine what the labs could do to them that could make their lives more uncomfortible, probably because so far Victor had managed to keep out of trouble and avoid being punished by Dr. Moreau or Duvert. It did worry the lizardman that Jordan might believe that he was 'losing his mind'.
"Jordan, you're aren't lossssing your mind, everyone responds to sssstressss differently, ever think you are acting the way you are becausssse of the fact of what the people in thosssse labssss are doing to everyone? changing ussss into animal human hybridssss? itssss ssssomething nobody sssshould have to deal with, but we are, we all are Jordan, you, me, the rest of the islanderssss, and we have to learn to manage ssssomehow. I'm sssure you have friendsss that can help you though the rough timesss, jussst like right now"
Victor didn't name Dr.Moreau or Feral labs directly, he felt it was better not to directly assign blame to one factor person or group, the truth was much more complicated than that. While Victor believed Dr.Moreau was responscible for what was happening, he also knew it what Moreau's position of wealth and power that allowed him to get away with it. The deformed lizardman pulled himself up closer to Jordan, hooking his right forelimb onto a bench press, to help stand him up more at eye level with Jordan, having to lean back on his pained tail, making him wince.
"You can tell me Jordan, you ssshouldn't be worried about ussss both being punisssshed becausssse of what you tell me, If anyone sssshould get punisssshed, it ssshould be me for making you tell me, and if that information helpssss me help you, than I think it would be worth it becausssse I do want to help" Victor placed his left foreleg on Jordan's right shoulder, partially to balance himself better, but also to try and comfort Jordan. the lizardman kept his chest arms still as he could, not wanting to startle the dogman. Victor was worried what the labs could do, but he needed to take the risk.
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Posted: Sun Jan 28, 2007 3:50 pm
He trembled. He’d spoken about the labs to others before and it had caused him strife as a result. The doctor had reprimanded him. Jordan was so very frightened to speak about anything lab-related, even as Victor closed the distance and rested his arms on his body. He never should have mentioned it in the first place..
Even if victor was correct, that he wasn’t losing his mind, there were forces at work, neither could be aware of beyond the physical changes, altering his mind. He shook his head in confusion as he listened to the lizard’s rational thought. He didn’t want to think ill of the labs. It was sickening to think that they were causing this to happen to him. “No… they couldn’t.. they wouldn’t do that to me.. I know the labs wouldn’t play with our lives like that.. merging our DNA with that of an animal’s is one thing, but for them to purposefully alter someone’s thought processes…” he looked down at his paws, not wanting to believe they would or could manage something like that “N-no.. it has to be my fault, something that I’ve done.. it has to be self-inflicted, not the fault of the labs..” that only made his heart sink at the thought of something going wrong with his serum… was he experiencing illness brought on by complications? “I—I’ve heard that sometimes… complications arise and people can get sick… like a form of cancer… I hope that’s not happening to me.. I don’t want to die..” his eyes widened and he began hyperventilating at that thought. “Oh god, I don’t want to die!”
He hugged himself tighter, rocking back and forth more paranoid than before with lurching concern for his well-being and his future. His brown eyes tightly clamped shut, driving more tears from his eyes. As his mind reeled in fear, he distantly registered Victor inquiring what he knew about the labs that could get them in trouble and he bit his bottom lip. He didn’t know what to do. He was so lost and uncertain he should do. Could he take the risk of entrusting someone else with his private information, with the consequence of the labs acting against him?
His lips trembled as he breathed hard, so panicked and scared. The tears ran with force again. Jordan trembled between the machine and the lizardman.
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Posted: Sun Jan 28, 2007 4:36 pm
Indeed there were other forces at work that Victor and Jordan were both unaware of, and it maybe for the best that it stay that way for now. Victor was concerned more now about Jordan now than he was before. Alter someone's thought processes? where did that come from? it was a worrysome statement to make, but it was almost forgotten when Jordan started to speak of complications, illness and cancer. It was something that concerned him as well, the days he couldn't even eat before each change he had so far and feeling so sick...were his changes 'complications' of whatever serum they had given him? So many questions he could ask, but Jordan wasn't the right person to ask, he could ask Dr.Duvert later.
"Jordan...thatssss isss not whatsss happening to you...and you're not going to die..." Victor carefully moved himself, his forelimbs and chestarms to give Jordan a hug, it was a bit difficult and awkward, but it worked, and Victor held onto Jordan with his head nearly on the dogman's shoulder, leaning against the other man, just holding on. "Quiet now...you're going to get though thissss, we all are, and I'll be here to help you out any way that I can Jordan, Jusssst relaxsss, you're going to be alright"
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Posted: Sun Jan 28, 2007 5:13 pm
The hug came as a surprise, squirming a bit, but he didn’t stop him from trying to comfort. Jordan was huddled into himself and when Victor wrapped his limbs around him, Jordan reacted in kind. He was more scared than he previously had been in the past weeks and his rampant mind was creating these delusional possibilities without proper substantiality.
Jordan was sobbing uncontrollably, breathing raggedly as he clung to the lizardman, laying his head on his shoulder as well. He was trying to control his emotions in spite of the growing fears. The tears kept pouring as he sniffled, trying hard to regulate his breath to a decent rate. He’d give himself a stress-induced health problems if he didn’t stop these wild emotional mood swings that were brought on by the stress in the first place.
“I- I’ll try… *sniffle* b-but it’s hard… I’m sorry to bother you with m-my problems… *sniffle* I’m s-so scared, Vic.. and I don’t know what I’m g-going to do..” he was stuttering between sobs. Jordan clung tightly to Victor, frightened that something bad would happen if he let him leave.
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Posted: Sun Jan 28, 2007 5:40 pm
" Itsss alright Jordan... itsss alright to be sssscared, we all are ssssometimesss." All Victor could do is hold onto the dogman and try to comfort him, it was difficult, Jordan was so upset, and Victor was concerned over Jordan's well being, but felt that if he could help the dogman get though this emotional highpoint, that Jordan might turnout alright. He continued to hug Jordan, wanting him to just let it all out and calm down.
"If you ever need to talk to ssssomeone Jordan, I'll be here when you need, no matter how ssssmall a problem it issss, I'll try to help out, i'm here to help people with their problemssss"
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Posted: Sun Jan 28, 2007 6:03 pm
His sniffles continued though quiter than a moment before. He was finding some comfort in the hug, but it was momentary. He was still crying and he was gasping for breaths like a fish out of water, but he tried to be stronger. He tried to be in control. He nodded at Victor’s words, as they rang with truth. Everyone became scared at some point and it was only normal to be in a situation where certain things were unknown, where men and women were becoming animals.
Jordan pulled back slowly, wiping his face with the back of his furry arm. He looked at Victor and understood that he could emphasize with being scared. Jordan wasn’t sure what he was becoming, but it didn’t seem natural. “Th-thank you… I really appreciate it…” he gave Victor an extra squeeze. “I don’t know what’s gonna happen to me and I’m not even sure if I’ll be the same person when it’s all over… but it’s good to know that I’m not alone.. I guess that’s wrong to find comfort in that fact, knowing that I’m not the only one suffering..”
He hefted himself up from his spot on the floor, being careful not to topple Victor over, using the machine as support. He snuffled, looking down at him, adjusting his cap nervously “I should probably get back home and try to rest a bit.. maybe find something to distract myself.. Thank you for being there for me, Victor.. and I’m sorry for being nasty earlier..” he extended a paw to hake the lizardman’s hand.
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Posted: Sun Jan 28, 2007 7:27 pm
Victor nodded and let Jordan pull away from him, carefully removing his limbs and luckily not catching his curved claws on Jordan or his clothing, using the nearby benchpress to help lower himself to the floor, once again having to look up at Jordan. "You're welcome Jordan, and you won't be alone in this, none of usss really know what will happen, the bessst we can do isss be there for each other when we need to be."
he looked at the offered paw, and had to rear back on his legs and tail to offer his 'hand' in return, in this case, his forepaw, carefully holding his clawed limb against Jordan's paw, it still felt too strange and awkward to use those chest arms to do the same. "Itsss alright Jordan, I undersssstand you were only upsssset"
The lizardman couldn't hold himself up like that long, and slipped back to the floor. "If you need me, I'm in duplexsss Sssseventy Five Jordan, Call or knock on the door anytime you need to talk, and for anything"
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