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Chubbs listened, and listened carefully, for in the partial apology, there did lie some sympathy, even a little, and tears started to roll down his cheeks. For now, at least he heard it from Aubery, she spoke to him like a person, and didn't treat him really like a big play thing. He just wanted that so much since the nightmare began, and for that moment, he had hope. He sniffed and tried to swallow before he continued.

" Thank you Aubery... I.. I wished I had of been there to see you when you said that... I appreciate it.. I'm just scared, I'm actually wishing you had of turned me into a pig like I thought you were going to"

He chuckled a little bit and rubbed at his eyes, sniffing to clear his nose.

"Sorry ya got hurt and all, I mean... much as I still kinda dislike you guys for what ya are doing, ya didn't well.. deserve to be hurt like that, I'm not a monster, I'm human still... in a way. Sorry I called ya horrible... just.. ya hurt me on the beach, kinda cut me... But yeah... just god... Thank you for talking to me like a person, and not treatin me like a play toy"

Chubbs blinked as the imaged flicked on the intercom, he didn't expect that, only because he didn't think the intercom had video, He only ever used it to call the lab and they never showed their fces, it seemed Aubery was no exception.

" I ah.. meant face to face as people really, but umm... thanks for the thought."

He peered at the image and looked at the damage, or at least what it had caused her have to use. He looked at his claws again, and wondered if it still might have been him. He was surprised again to hear about the serum testing and sighed, shaking his head.

" I hadn't heard about that, no.All I thought was I went crazy, as much as you want data, I think I was the last person that needed that serum, and yeah, Colche told me bout Zach. Is he alright? I mean all I hear about him is him attacking people. I had to save Colche from him once... I got zapped for it I know, but I..I love her like my sister.. I just wanted to protect her."

Chubbs looked up at the screen again as he spoke.

" Thanks for the apology though, it means alot.. Just before I came here, I was somebody, and I had a purpose... Now being here I don't, and being told that I'm well just a lump in the way.. yeah.. it stings. But umm... Sorry ya had a bad day...Umm if it's okay, I know ya hurt and all and probably bit greedy of me.. but mind if I ask two more requests?"

Chubbs cleared his throat and rubbed the end of his nose, watching the screen, he really wished she wasn't sitting the way she was.

" Umm... Sabin..I know he's been .. well.. tormenting.. me and Joliette. I dunno what you can do, but... it'd make it so much easier to exist here with out it. I mean, it's hard to control my temper with out him doing that stuff."

Chubbs took a moment, and rubbed the back of his head as he felt awkward about asking the next question.

" The other one? umm... I was wondering if... like... we can talk on occasion.. I guess ya busy and well trying to heal and stuff. But right now.. I umm... this is the Aubery I think I heard of, and I wanna see her more"

Chubbs blushed a little, and sort of chuckled a little bit nervously.

" I err.. I don't mean naked... oh not that you'd like not look good naked.... ah s**t... I...okay.. I'm gonna stop before my foot goes further in my mouth"

Chubbs was a little disappointed at the mention of Sabin being not so controllable, he just hoped it would stop, for his sanity's sake.

" I don't think talking would help, but umm... anything.. just for some peace of mind would be helpful"

" And umm, is there a special button to get to you? cuz I don't think i'll talk to anyone else?"

Chubbs just didn't want to end up getting Sabin first with some random chance he was on the intercom, he couldn't stand it. When she made her joke, Chubbs couldn't resist joking back.

" Oh I'm sure ya look pretty still, but if that's the case, maybe later when ya better then.

Chubss chuckled innocently, then listened to her question. He smiled, even if it was gruesome.

" Yeah.. call me Chubbs"

Moreau had been worried about the status of one of the Islanders in particular who wasn't developing as expected. Joliette Riglel, subject 25 was experiencing some mutations that weren't quite as the serum was predicted to work.

Moreau had been working for sometime to correct these anomalies so that they would not impact her future changes. He'd finally work out a way to restablize her changes and get her back on the right track.

Moreau considered putting her out and taking her to the labs, but he decided against it. It was time some of these islanders learned atleast a little fear. He took security staff personal with him and setting the command to keep Chubbs asleep he walked into the room as Joli was sleeping.

Two of the guards grabbed Joli and held her to the bed. Moreau prepped his needle. "Relax Miss Riglel, consider this a booster shot." he then injected the stabilizing serum into her. In only a matter of minutes the internal and external mutations began to correct themselves. Her scales browning more as they spread a bit further and her feet adjusting.

The itching and burning spreads through her body as this happens, but it also corrected some of what had been off about her transformation up to this point. A strange sense of offness she'd felt that had gone beyond her transformation.

When the changes were finished Moreau set Joli to sleep as well and drove back off. She'd be ready for her next change soon enough now...



(Done for an art redo on the original image)

Alec shuffled past the duplexes with a lax pace, head hung down as he munched on snacks he'd grabbed from the caf. His posture alone communicated that he didn't wish to bump into anybody on his way back to his own duplex, which was usually the case. Despite the apparent number of 'subjects', he still managed to evade a great deal of them by mistake.

As he passed by another, a sound caught the teen's attention enough to snap him out of his cacooned mindset for a moment. A scream of suffering that caused him to visibly shudder, resonating from within the nearest housing.

The punk youth stood dumbfoundedly, eyes shooting around the deserted area as if he was expecting someone to jump in and take charge. The horrible sound died out and surprise, no one came. "Geez." He hissed and held his arms close, staring at the doorway that led to the unmistakable noise. What if a person was being attacked? What if they were being held hostage? Tortured? He even considered running and forgetting he ever heard a thing.

Taking a sharp breath inwards, he stepped closer to the structure like it was about to swallow him up whole. he couldn't run, that wouldn't be right. Right?

A soft knock. No answer. He paused and knocked slightly louder. ".... 'e-..... 'ello?"

Although he was generally unfazed by the response, Alec took a few large steps back when he heard someone hobble to answer the door just as he'd almost given in and left. He could hardly recognize the woman behind the door as being familiar, holding a firm grip on either arm as he stood wearily and edgy outside. "Uh..." He suddenly felt very out of place, embarassed that he might've misinterpretted the noise for some sort of sick play or something. "Ah ye... ekay? A' mean... a 'eard a scream o' somethin... A' mean... sorreh t'botheh..." The teen's voice stuttered like a broken record and he almost looked like he was going to make a run for it.

Alec was surprised at the sound of his name, moreso her accent that seemed all too familiar. "Ye..." It took a moment for him to register what was going on but from what it looked like, the woman had recently changed, hence the onset of pain.

Her identity suddenly hit him and he felt a wave of relief, a save from yet another embarassing situation. This must be the french femme from the caf, Joli. But how did she recognize him so easily after so much change? They both looked like they'd been through the ringer since that first meeting.

A grimace before he continued. "Yeck, sorreh t'ear tha'.... ye need anehthin?" He realized he was holding food that she might need more than him at that point, always feeling the urge to offer somesort of comfort to a newly-changed victim.