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Alex looks to Warren and then Alys, chuckling softly. "If you were fine, you wouldn't be having tentacles on your stomach. You're not fine, you're sloshed, and I'm not gunna even comment on what'll happen when that alcohol and fish you had earlier decides to revisit ya..."

He looked back from Alys to Warren, then down at his tail and then back. "Heh, wouldn't know about that. Feathers don't exactly move, although trying to get them to lay in a direction is really hard. I'm sure you'll get used to it..."

Alys's head lolled from one side to the other, she rose a brow to Alex a moment, "I'm f-fine, honest." She glanced at Warren's tale, and gave a half-hearted smirk.

"You'll get used to it... same wiff these," She rose the infamous tentacles.

Hang on, why was it STILL hot? This couldn't be right, right? It felt like the fire was right on top of her. She raised a hand to wipe off a bead of sweat.

"Okay maybe I am drunk. But I... uh... Forgot what I was going to say," She gave a chuckle.

"Bu' I swear I'm fine!" She protested, "Look, I'll prove it!"

She went to stand, and stumbled. Another try and all her arms reached out to balance her as she stood. She gave an accomplished grin to Alex, and stuck her tongue out for what could have been the millionth time.

"See? I'm fine! I can stand. Now give me a hug, you birdy you!" She reached forward.

"Like you can talk, you're all over the place. All wobbley and... wobbley," She poked his nose with a tentacle, the others limp and dangling at her sides. She didn't think the reason he was a little off-balance was because she was leaning on him.

"Think I could walk a white line on the road if I tried hard enough... I think... I think it's too hot here..." She visibly winced.

Too. Hot.

--Nicholas 75%-- 3nodding

Nick was strolling along to edge of the forest where it met the beach, he didn’t often venture this far from the village, but he quite liked the night now, since his new cat sight was terrible during daylight.

He spotted the fire off in the distance. ”People…” He headed over towards it, he’d been cooped up in his Duplex for so long, he could use some company.

“Er..H-hi” he said, quite sheepishly to the nearest unfamiliar face, he also sort of leaned back as he finished his greeting, as if he was ready to sprint of at the slightest sign of danger. “Is…s-something wrong with…” he paused to examine to examine the figure, the light from the fire blurring his sight “something wrong with h-her?”

Ok, so she wasn't gunna be sick, it was worst. "Ai-yah. Tyen-ah...", he muttered, before he fell back as Alys let go of him. Luckily for him he only was falling back into the sand so it wasn't really painful.

He looked over to Nick as he was approached, and his question. "I... I think she's changing... Alys..." The poor guy probably shouldn't have had quite so much to drink, as it took him a bit longer than usual to get himself back up onto his feet.

She kept moving, stumbling and almost constantly. But she needed to at least get out of the light. She tried not to scream, tried not to cry. She merely managed to tone it down to whimpers as she tripped over the log, rolling on the ground and clenching her torsoe.

She could feel her limbs elongating, her fingers cripple, melt together like plastic. She could feel the bones melt away. She could feel her arms turn into another pair of tentacles. She could feel... Slime... The newest tentacles, the arm-tentacles that a squid normally has, were leeking a fluid. It looked like mucus, and there were specs of glowing blue dots. Her mucus glands were taking in a breath of life.

She could feel strands of hair grow weak and break, sections of her hair now shorter, her hairline recede. Her eyes stung like acid as the iris in her left eyes completely changed, red. Her other eye seemed to remain the same.

The last things, her teeth. Her front teeth pushed outward slightly, morphing into a point at the end, and her legs ached as the bones lost strength, and changed even more. Her toes melting together and suckers growing at the ends. She was forced onto her side as her back felt like a dagger had pierced it. Two, small, delicate pieces of flesh began growing, turning the same dark red. They stopped once they were about two inches long.

She breathed deeply, her eyes clenched shut. Was it over?

Please let it be over...

“Er…s-she’s alright...right?” he said just loud enough to be heard as he peered over out of the corner of his eye to Alex’s back. For now he dared not look at girl. He shuffled himself closer of the fire, and nestled himself down on he stomach, trying to make himself comfortable.