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By his own account, Richard had not been doing well at all. He had been keeping to himself and not venturing far from his duplex. The unfinished newsletter sat on his desk, taunting him. Everytime he tryed to write it he heard Ginvera's manic laughter echo through his head and could feel nothing but anger.

He had been sitting on his bed, almost growling at it when He heard the knock. Who the hell could that be who come to his duplex? He went over and opened the door a crack, his large eyes peering out of the dim duplex.

He blinked at the sunlight. "Shenzi?"

Pfedni? What was that? His brows knitted together for a moment as he attempted to figure out what Shenzi had said. He decided it didn't matter, as he remembered that Shenzi peppered her english with other words occiasionally.

"I'm fine Shenzi." It was said a little too quickly. "However if you could give me a moment, I'm not exactly presentable for recieving company. Be right back." The door shuts.

Through the door Shenzi can here the scraping of dresser drawers being opened and shut as he rummaged through them. He had taken to not wearing shirts when he was alone, as it took quite a bit of effort to thread all his limbs through them.

Richard was tempted to say something snarky about the difficultly of shirts when you have six limbs but was really too busy binding his chest at that particular moment. Finishing the job, he struggled into a dark blue shirt and buttoned it up. The binding wasn't as tight as he would have liked, but he thought it was passable.

Taking a breath, Richard opened the door, revealing both his changed face and the tail the lashed nervously behind him. He wasn't really used to vistors and wasn't quite sure what to say. "Hey, Shenzi. Come on in?"

Beyond him, notebooks where strewn acrose the room, some open some closed. On the desk was something half written and on either side of there were deep claw marks in the wood. All the mirrors where covered with either a towel or a sheet of some type.

Richard flinched a bit as Shenzi's hand brushed his whiskers enroute to his face. For a moment his now inhuman eyes locked with her's. They were boiling kettles of unexpressed emotion. Then he looked away, studying a notebook on the floor. He kicked it out of the way. "Yea, I've changed, still trying to adjust." He gave an fake little smile. The change and the knowelge of what might come next had disturbed him on a very deep level. The mirrors were covered to avoid the fact that his face that he had possessed for 67 was gone. That combined with the things happening down below, Richard felt that his very identity was under seige.

He sat down sideways in his chair so not to pinch his tail. A moment passed as Richard composed himself then looked up with a smile. "So how you been? Looks like your doing better walking at least.

"Good to hear." Richard nodded, not quite sure what to say. Looking down on his own feet, he wriggled his clawed toes. They were less far along than Shenzi's, indeed in several ways Shenzi had progressed as far as he had in a single transformation. Minus the extra limbs.

"Have you been singing instead?" Richard was searching for a more positive topic.

Richard completely missed the lion king reference. But he was more than happy to humor the youth. He found himself reminded that most people on the island helped him think about things other than the dark reality of the island he had been brooding on for the last two weeks. So he smiled and sat back alittle. "I can never resist an exclusive. Be my Guest."

Richard listened to the song as Shenzi's voice filled the small room. His quiet smile grew as the song went on. He chuckled a bit as she finished. "Well I'm sure this whole situation never sounded so pretty. You should really share it with more people you know." Richard turned and open a drawer in his desk. "Nice to see your still optimistic. IS everything in the song inspired by real events?" Richard was trying to be subtle, emphasis on trying.