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(Ryan, 0%)

The sun was a little way over the tree tops, and already it was well into the high eighties. It didn't deter Ryan though, as he walked along the treeline, looking for lizards and such.

It was the only thing he could think of to do. Anything else and he'd starting thinking about his fate. He was so preoccupied that he didn't notice if anyone else was coming.

There! There was a Cuban Knight Anole up in a tree. It was slightly high up though, so he'd have to climb up and get it. Grabbing the trunk, he pulled himself up a bit and made a grab for one of the lower branches.

Unfortunately, the bark was roughr than he realized, and it immeadiatly cut into his hands. With a bit of a shout, he dropped to the ground, holding his bleeding hands. He noticed, despite the pain, that there was someone fairly close by, and he immeadiatly felt embarrased that someone had seen him doing a stupid stunt like that.

As he looked up, a bit red in the face, the color quickly drained. The person in front of him was a lot more changed than the other people he had seen. His mouth worked a bit, trying to form words.

"Oh...um...h-hello?

Ryan resisted the urge to wipe his hands on his clothes, instead concentraiting on pulling out the splinters, gritting his teeth as he did.

Trying not to stare too much at the man's appearence, Ryan tried to regain his composure. "Yeah, um, pretty new. I know about the whole thing already, though. I just hadn't seen anyone so far before."

"My name's Ryan." He started to put out his hand as if to shake, but he remembered that his hands were still bloody.

Ryan replied with a straight face as he pulled his hand back, but with a slight sarcastic undertone. "Why? Are you afraid you'll catch some horrible, life changing disease?" He flexed his fingers. The palms of his hands were throbing, but he didn't let it show.

"All I've got is some Armadillo in me. What about you?" Normally Ryan could have guessed the animal rather quickly, but hoofstock weren't his strong point, especialy not when all he had to go by were ears and hooves.

He shrugged his shoulder's a bit. "Meh, for all I know being turned into animals is slowly killing us already." Ryan knew just how to cheer people up.

Ryan put his hand on his chin, looking at Alan as though he was appraising a peice of art. "Hmm, well, I can't tell if you're in the Perissodactyla or Artiodactyla Order, so that leaves a lot of animals you could be, but you're definitly an ungulate. You could be a Mule Deer, Kudu, waterbuck, donkey, horse, I don't know. It's fine if you don't want to tell me, but seeing how everyone here is being turned into an animal, I don''t see anything to be ashamed about."

"I have no idea. What use do they have turning you into hoofstock?"

Ryan's own eyebrows went up when Alan made the noise. Definitly a donkey then. He didn't see why the guy wanted to hide what he was. Sure, Ryan didn't like donkeys; he didn't like most hoofstock in fact. But still, there were a lot of worse animals he could be. Oh well. If the guy wanted to keep it a secret, Ryan wouldn't bring it up.

He shrugged his shoulders again. "Maybe for strength, maybe for endurance, who knows? But that goes back to the real question: why are they doing this at all?"

The blood on his hands was starting to dry. (the physical blood anyway; he had blood on his hands in more than one way) He'd have to remember to disinfect them later. "Say, do you know if there's any hydrogen peroxide in the cafeteria or that area?"

"Oh, I need to disinfect these cuts." He said, holding up his hands. " Best stuff for it."

Ryan didn't notice any of the posturing Alan was doing. Animals, he was great with. People... not so much.

"It's hard to be sure you'll get all the debris out of a wound with water. Hydrogen peroxide bubbles and lifts the dirt out. Didn't you ever learn that? It's how my mother used to clean any scrapes I got." This was basic first-aid stuff. This guy'd be screwed out in the woods.

"Really? I'm actually twenty-one. I had a couple years of college, and science was my major. Well, Zoo Science actually. "