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Gallen had caught his breath, finally and was feeling better when he heard the commotion and watched the event unfold real quick. When the bottle went smack at the young man's head he shut his eyes and cringed in a, "ow that gotta hurt" fashion. He was nither sure if Liamh, Kim , or Alec had also witnessed this, but it was not to hard not to judging form the loud crack. He quickly moved over, almost behind Richard, not noticing the older man’s extra.....appendages, to hear him ask the very question he was about to ask.

Gallen chimed in, "Oh man yhea. You got to watch what ya say around here man. I sort of...well lets say I got on the bad side of one of the islands youths for similar questions and disbeliefs."

When he heard Nita speak of the doctors, his newly pointed ears suddenly twitched as he recognized the first two, but the third he had not heard of. "Who is Dr. Lockhart?"

Jamal sipped almost demurely at his bottle of Captain, looking little more than a pile of dirty laundry someone had tossed at one corner of the tent. His ears flicked idly, creating an interesting visual for anyone who noticed. Like a pair of nice running underneath a rug. The lop-sided eyeholes gave away a little bit of the white and black striping covering most of the man's body, but only if one was really looking.

As he sat, he noted that the place was crawling with people he'd never seen before. That was unsettling in some aspects, but none had bothered him yet, so there was no reason to get worked up about it.

Richard sipped his scotch, frowning at Miller. "Appearently some of the staff thought it would be funny to bring new people here right before Halloween and let them find out at the party. He's the second disbeliever I've seen tonight." He chuckled and shrugged, the senators mimicing his arm movements.

"Cute costumes." Nodding at both Amaya and Nita. Adding to Nita, "You look straight out of the movie." He grinned.

When Gallen piped up, the Soliders lowered a bit as he turned his head, the Black tentacles prodruding from his back were impossible to miss. Richard gave him a warning look. "Hello Gallen." The boy had changed but still sounded well... annoying.

"Lockheart's pretty decent. She helped me with my meds a couple months ago," Nita said, not exactly in response to Gallen's question.

"And thanks," she told Richard. "Even if Disney had Maid Marian as a fox, well, it works well enough for me." Nita grinned and patted Miller's arm. "Believe me, we've all been there. Except for getting whacked by Antony, that is."

Miller shifted slowly in his chair adjusting the ice pack, "No I don't think so... my arival was a bit of last minute I needed money sorta thing..." he was starting to feel a bit better but his head still throbed every time he spoke. "I belive... now... at least..."

He started to stand up to head back to his duplex, but stoped to look at Nita again, "I'm... sorry... about yesterday... really... I'm gona head back to my duplex... I need an advil... I'll try and find this Lockeart and see if she can do anything... about my head..."

He made his way to the tent's entrance again, he made a note to him self. Hallowen was the worst holiday ever now. He turned back one last time to address Richard. "Bring the asprin by... duplex 77..." and with that he hobbled off to take a nice long nap.

Gallen nodded, now seeing the protrusions from Richard. He had changed too! Gallen tried not to stair, but the sudden growth of the crowed, not to mention that a good majority where....anthro, was starting to bug Gallen. He had not realized how many people where on the island that where obviously not part of the lab staff.

"Hehe I am sorry about our first meeting sir...I guess." he lowered his, "You where right."

He finally got a look at The two young...animal ladies. one dressed in a sort of middle age outfit which reminded him of some sort of cartoon he had seen back when he was little, and the other a lizard in a straight jacket, He tried not to laugh at the concept. he finally got a better look at the poor guy who was clobbered, man he was not much older then Gallen, and obviously just went through eth same chock he had gone through and still was going through since three weeks earlier.

Gallen watched as Miller walked by, "is it ok to let him go back to his place alone? What if he has a severe concussion and pass out on his way back? umm by the way hi, names Gallen Marcuss.” He said to the three others.

Jamal was progressively getting a little more drunk as the minutes passed, which wasn't smart, but by now, he could careless that he was supposed to be keeping his guard up and lay low. He grumbled irritably when the bottle was emptied and tossed it carelessly off to the side where it hit another table and shattered.