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Silvanio listened to what this strange, talking fox said. Was this true? He felt the small tail, HIS tail, give a twitch. He took another deep breath. This was obviously some crazy dream.
"Well, in that case, I suppose introductions are in order. My name is Silvanio Verum. In case you can't tell by the sword and uniform, I was soon to join the Swiss Guard." Then another question arose in his mind.
"Do you know what I might be...turning into?"

Well, for such a blunt statement, the man seemed to be taking it quite well.

"What? I couldn't think of any other way to say it!" Bing squeaked to Chris.

He looked at the unshaken newcomer again, particularly his sword. Oooh, shiny. Bing approched it and asked, "Why do you have this?" Looking at it with some jealousy.

A quistive look gracing the wolfman's features, Chris opened his muzzle and said, "I don't know why they let you keep the sword. They usually don't allow weapons on the island like this. Not to mention, you won't be needing that sword anymore. Your dreams of training to be a swiss guard are pretty much over."

Christopher stepped closer, his snout practically touching Silvanio's face.

"You do realize the reality of your predicament," Christopher added. "Or do you think this is all just some dream? Bing here thought the same thing too. I mean, I'm glad you haven't broken down into an hysterical wreck or anything but you seem to not even care about what's going on."

Chris just stared into the swiss guard trainee's eyes, waiting for him to respond. In the meantime, he was going to study the newcomer's eyes to see if Silvanio even had made any realization of his situation at all. Something just seemed odd about this man not reacting vehemently in any fashion. Even Christopher himself, who didn't mind being changed, was enraged by the notion that he would never see his family again and that others were being brought here still.

((No prob, Soldiers are trained to be calm in crisis, right?))

Well, that seems familiar. Oh yeah, he did the same thing when Chris told him about this place too. So long ago... It still seemed clear in his memory. It was when he still had hands.

He put his teeth between the hilt of the sword, trying to pull it out. It turned out to be tougher then he thought it would be. Bing tried to pull it from the side, and even the end of the handle with no luck. Aww... So much for having something new for the study. He'll get it someday.

"Can't blame a fox for trying." Bing said, giving up, He walked out to the beach and looked at the ocean, "Wanna try to wake him up now?"

Christopher let out a tired sigh as Silvanio fainted. Before the swiss guard trainee hit the ground, Chris caught him in his arms and gently set him to the ground. The wolfman rolled his eyes when he saw Bing actually attempt to remove the sword from the newcomer's hand. "Tell me Bing. Have you always been obssessed with shiny things? At least the caffiene is out of your equation now, otherwise you would be as bad as Hammy from Over the Hedge on an energy drink."

"Stay here with him," Christopher told Bing. "I'm going to grab something from my duplex to wake him up with."

With that, the wolfman dashed away quickly and entered his duplex, grabbing exactly what he would need. He ran back to the sight of the unconscious soldier trainee and dangled the festering shirt, one he uses when he had gone hunting in the jungle and was holding the fermenting smell of perspiration and blood, above his nose. Chris actually had to pinch his leathery black nostrils shut, wanting to puke whenever he caught a whiff of the shirt. "This should wake him up pronto."

"Well unfortunately, you'll have to deal with it just like we did," responded Christopher to Silvanio's comment. The wolfman walked over to a nearby trash can and tossed the shirt inside. He then turned back to the newcomer. "I guess I'll show you to the cafeteria since you commented how hungry you were before."

Turning back to the fennec fox, Christopher asked, "Bing, you wanna come along with us? I think they have some pretty good stuff today. I think they have actually started carrying stuff to support our diets as we are in these forms."

Christopher licked his lips when he remembered the display of chinese food and asian cuisine they recently started carrying. He couldn't help but let his tail wag. While he had been enjoying his diet of venison and steak, it was time to have some good old chinese.

"Sounds good to me." Silvanio said. This had turned out a very wierd day, and he was hungry.

He followed the Chris and Bing to the cafeteria.