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Ian had just reached out to shake Vasile's hand, glad that he now knew the name again and was about to tell Vasile that they had met once before. . .but then the pretty blonde man doubled over and Ian's eyes widened. The poor guy was changing.

"Um," how could he help? he remembered his last transformation and he hadn't handled it all that well. "Ambrose!" he turned to the wolf in desperation, "what can we do?" Ian didn't like seeing pain and he wasn't sure he could handle seeing a transformation.

Vasile gritted his teeth as it felt like his skin caught fire. Cass's transformation was fresh on his mind as he tried to get himself on a sitting position ont he floor. He pulled off his shirt as his skin burned, beads of sweat all over his chest and forehead.

He made a strained sound, like a scream muffled through clenched teeth as fur started to grow switly over his back. His ears pulled up as they filled with hair, and his fluffy tuft of a tail exploded out farther.

Ian nodded and half jogged over to the counter to get some water andperhaps a towel or napkin of sorts. From behind him he heard a noise and turned to see fur bursting out over Vasile. He turned quickly away feeling ill and grabbed the water and a cloth of sorts.

He ran back to Ambrose keeping his eyes averted from Vasile. "Here," his voice was hoarse. "I cannot watch that." Ian's eyes were shut tight now and he shivered slightly his ears drooping. "It is even worse to watch than actually go through I think."

Vasile swallowed, trying to steady himself. He would look up every now and then at the people trying to help him... but he couldn't keep their gaze for long before a wave of pain would send him doubling-back over.

He eventually just fell forward on the floor, curling himself into a fetal position and rocked himself through the rest of the transformation until it was complete. When it was done, every inch of him was covered in silver fur, and his long, bushy tail twitched tiredly on the door. His now fully vulpine ears were drooped low as he finally straighed out. He lay there, panting, sprawled on the cafetareria floor.

When the muffled noises died down Ian dared to look at Vasile, gasping when he saw him. "Vasile. . ." he knelt down by the silver furred man then stood again quickly. He still felt ill over what had just happened.

Grimacing Ian looked at Ambrose. "Do you suppose this is our final stage,or do you think we change more?" He shivered, "I don't really want to change more."

Then he looked at Zach, "I don't think we were ever introduced, I am Ian." His ears were still droopy and he was sort of slouched. "I didn't want to remember the changes."

Vasile, very slowly, made his away to a seating position, still shaking slightly. He gave a sheepish look to everyone watching, feeling strangely embarassed. His vulpine ears pressed flat against his skull and he looked down at ahis hands and feet. They were still nearly completly human-shaped, save the clawed tips.

"How... how bad is it?" he squeaked out, almost afraid to do more than look at his hands.

Ian nodded "At the cage with the black man." he didn't know his name. "Its nice to meet you Zach." He eyed his tray on the table picked it up, disposing of the food. He didn't have an appetite anymore.

"I hope she is alright," even though Ian didn't know Angelina, he didn't want anything bad (besides what they couldn't change - the changes) to happen to people. "At least one more huh. . .Poor Amaya." He remembered seeing her, "Colche too." he said suddenly remembering seeing her before Amaya, though he had seen both at that stage.

Ian looked at his hands, turning into hooves and wondered how far it would extend. If his hands changed more he wouldn't be able to use them.

Then he looked at Vasile again. "Like Ambrose," he said firmly. "Except prettier." He still couldn't get it out of his head that Vasile was pretty, and men shouldn't be that pretty, he also thought. He just hoped Vasile didn't mind being called pretty.