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Nicky grinned as Victor agreed with him. "Damn straight," he said as he hooked his hands into proper positions to pull the dresser. Then, with a grunt of effort, he began the task of pulling the dresser. Without the drawers, it was pretty easy...Victor helping didn't hurt matters either, and they soon had the dresser outside.

"Well...that was easy enough," he said, smiling that he had the chance to exert himself somewhat...maybe he'd go to the gym later.

The irony wasn't lost on Nicky...but his initial meeting with Victor, he had done the unthinkable and acted on strict impulse. What he had seen was a monster...and monsters needed killin'...That was the simple human reasoning...something in which Nicky tried to steer clear of for the majority of his life. Not that time though. Victor's sheer alienness had startled Nicky badly...bad enough to want to get rid of it as fast as possible.

Nicky stretched out his arms a bit as he glanced down at the piles of clothes once more...seeing a few things he may want to acquire.

"Hmm? Oh yeah...no problem...and the wardrobe? Heh, s**t I could use the exercise," he said as he looked down at Victor with a smirk. He quickly hopped back inside the duplex and lifted his snout into the air. He sniffed around, walking to the bed, still sniffing. He was overcome by the scent of Victor's duplex...that strange smell...must be a reptile thing. He shook his head, his ears flopping about before he looked back to Victor. "This one right here, eh?" he asked while moving toward the wardrobe and placing his hands on it, getting a feel for the weight.

Nicky rubbed anxiously at one of his shoulder lumps before getting a good grip on the wardrobe. "Why you need all this extra space anyway?" he asked as he got ready to pull. "I mean..." he began as he grunted with the effort of pulling the wardrobe, "Goin' for that Spartan look?"

Nicky continued to grunt with effort, his tongue starting to hang out of his muzzle. He didn't need to pant, thanking his still working sweat glands...but he still felt the unexplainable urge to do so whenever he started straining himself. "Fair 'nuff," he said in between gasps of effort as they pulled it through the door frame.

Once they were finished, he stood there breathing heavily with his hands on his knees, tongue lolling out of his mouth. "Christ that b*****d was heavy," he said with a grin. "So...what now, you just going to leave all this out here?"

"Heh...s'long as you're giving away free stuff, I'll help you with whatever you need," Nicky said with a happy dog-like grin. He then watched as Victor scrawled out a messy message onto a piece of cardboard and wondered just how much longer the lizard man would be able to write at all. Just how far will Victor's changes go? A part of him felt pity for the lizard-man...another part just happy that he hadn't shared the same fate.

He shook his head and began rummaging through the clothing, looking for some warm weather gear.

Nicky picked out a few t-shirts and shorts that he thought would go well together...bringing each article of clothing up to his wet nose to sniff a few times. When Victor spoke next though, he just glanced over and lifted a swollen hand. "Yeah well...you need anything else, just hollar, eh? Think I'm going to take these," he said while lifting up his clothing selection.

Nicky finished inspecting all of the clothing and stood once more with a popping of his knees. He turned and looked down at Victor, his tail swaying slowly from side to side.

"Sounds like a plan, Victor. Give me a ring whenever you do, eh? But until then...," he grinned and lifted a swollen hand once more as he turned to leave, a bunch of clothing under his arm and sandals on his feet.