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He was finally on his feet - wobbling from time to time, but standing. He offered a feeble smile, rubbing at the back of his neck.

"...Sort of...not really."

He paused a long moment, looking weary.

"...Who...are you, if you don't mind me asking?"

"I'm pleased to meet you, Alec." He smiled sincerely, tail flicking slightly. At the offer, however, his head lowered a little bit.

"...Please. That would be...nice."

Truth be told, Julian was frightened, now...frightened to be alone in the forest, at the mercy of the Jabberwock and who knows what else.

"...Thank you...I appreciate it. It's...creepy out here in the dark."

Ears lifting just a bit, Julian started to stagger towards the duplex, still blissfully ignorant of that announcement Moreau had just made....

Cheshire would have to break it to him later.

New RP~

After Moreaus chillling announcement Ian had stayed in the jungle. Perhaps it was just some weird deer instinct, but he felt safer from the person that had hurt the lab worker in the jungle than near the duplexes.

His antlers were still growing in, but he had long since learned how to block out the pain, but when he looked at his reflection in the river he could see them, almost as big as they had been when they fell out, covered in velvet.

He knew enough about deer to know he would have to scrape against trees to rid himself of the stuff, but while he had gained some courage, he was still a coward when it came to pain, and he assumed it would hurt.

He was sitting by the river, for days he had ignored Moreaus message, oreferring to instead try to avoid anyone in the case that they might have been the attacker. Currently he was braiding some vines while whistling an irish pub song. Occassionally he actually broke into song, singing the words in Gaelic before whistling again.

It had never occured to him that whistling might attract someone.

The furry man dropped his braid and the air caught in his throat as he was caught by surprise.

"Emerwyn?" Of course it was her, he knew it was her. But the isolation, it made him wary. Predators could be out there, and he was prey to most of them.

While he had once been human, when on this island, he had to heavily rely on the deer instincts.

"I'm glad its just you, for a moment I thought it might be a predator."

Ian hugged her back and frowned. "You were looking for me m'dear?"

He wiped the tears with a hand gently "Why are you crying?" Ian would never understand why women cried.

She was talking of forgetting things, and yet she was smiling. Perhaps she thought that if she had remembered him she would remember everything. That made Ian smile.

But it also made Ian think about his own memories. There was a period of days that he could barely remember. He had gone to bed, then woken up in the woods soaking wet as if there had been a storm. His memories from then were very foggy.

He supposed that had been what had happened to Emerwyn. "Memories from before the storm?" he questioned carefully. Maybe Emerwyn had the answers to some of his memories.

But also from before the storm, he had another memory. He had looked at a calendar in the cafeteria on a Thursday (he had found out then) May 4th.

"My birthday is coming up. I would like to spend it with you." He would have to go back to the cafeteria to find out exactly what day it was now. But his borthday was important. He was turning 21, then he could drink at he beach bar without feeling guilty.