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"I... guess it's just luck of the draw. But if I had it my way I wouldn't be changing into anything at all, although I'm sure everyone - well, most everyone here feels the same way. Besides," he murmured, "I wouldn't say I'm lucky yet... I heard that one of the other canines here seems to be turning into a full fledged canine - walking on all fours and everything. I haven't met him yet, but... there's no saying that won't happen to me. And this one girl I met has horns, even though what she's turning into doesn't have horns..." he shook his head. No, Avery wasn't going to jinx himself by saying he was lucky quite yet. Who knows what kind of extra things he could grow?

"It could be worse," Avery said, standing up. "You could be turning into a... um," he struggled a moment to think of something. "A bug - like a spider, or bee or something." He shuddered a little at the thought. Avery moved around the table, "here, I can get that for you," he said, reaching down to pick up the tray for him.

Avery jerked back suddenly, pulling away from him and resisting the urge to rub his hand. "O-okay, I'm sorry... I was just trying to help... I wasn't trying to say you were," he murmured meekly, ears pressed back against his head and his tail tucking between his legs without Avery even thinking about it.

Avery didn't help him this time, not even touching the food still on the floor. He wanted to help, but Billy obviously didn't want him to. Avery moved back to his seat, sitting down to finish off his own food quietly - and quickly.

Avery took his time eating after Billy left, making sure to give him plenty of time to go where ever it is he was off to. He didn't want to run into him again - at least not today, and hopefully next time they ran into each other he would be a little... calmer. When he finished eating, Avery cleaned up his tray and left the cafeteria.

(( END RP ))

Pyroth had been out looking for clues for most of the day, mainly seeking to find out what was going on from other people. He didn't want to go near the scene of the crime, being seen there was just plain incriminating even if he was sure he hadn't been the one to be responsible for the attack, that wouldn't be how it would look.

Finally he decided to head to the cafeteria, get a long drink of something to both calm his nerves and possibly calm the light headed sickness that still gripped him from blood loss. It was one of those times where he really wished he wasn't so skinny that the loss of that much blood would throw him. He tried not to think about the nausea or the pain, thinking that if he did it would only make it worse.

As he headed into the room, he became aware of a familiar scent, spotting Bobby seated at one of the tables. He was glad it was someone he knew, he was still slightly paranoid about being suspected for the Aubrey attack thanks to the pinkish tinge of blood still resolutely on his fur and the bandaged but large wound on his shoulder. "Hey." he said in greeting before picking up two bottles of water from the fridge and a bowl, his new manner of drinking was humiliating but not as bad as trying to drink from a bottle only to have the fact you had a muzzle ruin it.

He sat down and sighed, looking at Bobby. "Hear the announcement earlier?"

Pyroth nodded "I've seen her a few times, seemed a bit jumpy the last time I saw her alone, I was on the beach talking to Zach a few weeks ago. I don't think she's been the same since Jamal went for her." he shrugged "Personally I wish I'd been there to see her come down." Despite his concerns for Colche it would still have been a gratifying sight to see. He gave Bobby a grin "But as far at the announcement goes, I'm in the same boat as you, not a clue what's going on out there."

He (after a good bit of effort) managed to open one of the bottles and pour it into the bowl in front of him. Casting a glance at his shoulder and tinted fur, he frowned. "That's the worst part, I don't know who did this. I woke up in the jungle earlier, bleeding and covered in my own blood." he didn't mention that his own wasn't the only blood he had on him, some had been pig blood and left him worried for Bobby's safety. The rest, he couldn't even identify. "I assumed it was the start of another lockout, they did that to us before, but no, I come back and my duplex is unlocked."

Shaking his head he leaned down slightly to casually lap up some of the water, he didn't even care about others seeing him like this anymore, you had to deal how you had to. Licking his lips he added.

"What about you, anything weird happen to you?"

Pyroth shook his head "I've lost control before, gone after prey without being able to stop myself." Memories of Emerwyn came to mind "But I almost always am capable of remembering what I did or where I went, it's as if I take a backseat in my own head, I can still see what's going on. Last night, I..couldn't." he frowned "I don't even know if it was last night, to be honest, I could have been out for weeks or days and not known." he hated feeling so out of control and sighed. "I just wanted to settle down for a good drink and smoke and this crap happens."

He finished his bowl of water as he listened to Bobby before piping up again, an eyebrow raised and a grin " I'll take that to be something that doesn't happen often?"

"This island is /really/ ******** up. Ever watch that old programme way back, called "the Prisoner"? The guy kept trying to escape but they kept drugging him and chasing him with giant bubbles? I always feel like somewhere along the line I fell into that show."