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 Posted: Tue Apr 24, 2007 5:02 pm
The next day after his run in with Tommy, Victor crawled his way to the workout room, tripping and falling down because of the many limbs he now had to keep track of. Plus not being able to see what was directly in front of you. Victor had to get used to moving his head side to side to keep from tripping over rocks and things that might be in the way.
But eventually Victor got himself into the workout room, and crawled his way over to one of the treadmill machines, which was close to the back and behind many of the other machines, it was wide and long, just right for his reptilian body, and worked simply enough, it only would work if he was walking and would stop if he fell or stopped.
Victor felt that if he was going to learn how to walk and deal with all these extra legs....he felt this was the best way to go about it, and not have ot worry about falling into the dirt every time. The lizardman stepped up onto the treadmill, and started to walk, only going a short ways before tripping and falling down again with a grunt, but got back up and started again.
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Posted: Tue Apr 24, 2007 5:11 pm
Nicky had been left in his duplex earlier that day, and, to his surprise, had found his clothing already hung up nice and neat. It took him a moment to completely reorganize, but once he had finished this small chore, he felt compelled to be up and about. He never did like just sitting around. With meticulous care, he slowly changed out of his tailored suit and into some clothing that was cheaper than his dress shoes. It was a white t-shirt that he had kept from his high school days: Jesuit of New Orleans was printed across the front in navy blue. Some gym shorts and running-shoes later, and Nicky was ready to hit the gym.
He put on some headphones and an mp3player, but kept the volume very low. Hearing what other people said when they thought you couldn't hear them was always interesting. Finally, after some light stretching, he ran on down to the gym. At first, he just glanced inside...he only heard one other machine running, but it was behind some of the other equipment so he couldn't see whoever was on it. With a small sigh, he made his way toward the bench-press.
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Posted: Tue Apr 24, 2007 5:51 pm
Victor had been making some progress, it did help marginally that all the extra legs he has were nearly the same. But he still tripped and fell several times, laying still to rest a moment, then started again, even with the splint and the painkillers he had taken that morning, the broken limb on his back still hurt and throbbed.
Thats when Victor noticed Nicky walk in. He couldn't see the guy very well from in back of so much more equipment, but it seemed to him that this person might be unchanged, and that worried Victor as he watched the other man move over to the benchpress. After the last meeting with Mercedes, victor was not anxious to have a repeat of that with an unchanged islander, but how was he going to get past him to get back outside without being seen?
The lizardman poked his head out from behind some equiptment, to try and get a better look at the guy, hoping he hadn't been spotted yet
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Posted: Tue Apr 24, 2007 6:00 pm
Nicky went about placing 205 lbs (one 45 and one 35 on each side of the barbell), a deceptively heavy weight for one so thin, onto the bar before laying down and began counting out his reps. He did a total of ten before reracking the bar and sitting up with a groan. "Goddamn..." he muttered more to himself than anyone else as he rubbed his arms. Then, out of the corner of his eye, he saw movement...low to the ground...strange looking.
Nicky stood up quickly, calculating eyes searching the area as he slowly walked around the equipment toward where he saw the thing.
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Posted: Tue Apr 24, 2007 6:14 pm
Victor groaned to himself as he saw Nicky start to head towards him, he backed up, trying to get back around to the other side of the machines, wanting nothing more than to be gone, not have to deal with this now as he tried to keep on the other side of the workout machines, keep somewhat out of sight, hoping he'd be able to get to the door
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Posted: Tue Apr 24, 2007 6:19 pm
Nicky suddenly wished he had his bat with him. He hated not having some sort of means to protect himself...and although he considered himself to be in great shape, going against some type of animal with his bare hands did not seem like a fun time to him. Frowning, he nervously ran a hand over his hair, straightening it after his bout with the bench.
Unlucky for both of them, Nicky can move a lot faster than Victor could ever move...and add that to the fact that the gym was relatively small...it wasn't long before Nicky stepped into sight of Victor.
He blinked once...twice...thrice...as his mind tried to wrap around just what he was looking at. His eyes went wide. "Holy damnit Christmas!" He yelled out in surprise, backing away slowly.
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Posted: Tue Apr 24, 2007 6:45 pm
Christ, this was just what he hoped to avoid, but it had to happen, the guy had to know what was in the room with him. Victor didn't need this today, his upper mouth opened and his tongue flopped out before he pulled it back into his mouth as he focused one eye on Nicky, before trying to move to the side to try and get by Nicky and go out.
"You ggoingg to kkeep sstarringg and yellingg likke that?"
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Posted: Tue Apr 24, 2007 7:02 pm
Nicky kept on backing up and away from Victor though, his expression going from shock, the fear...and then to an intense disgust. At first he wasn't quite sure who was talking until his brain finally smacked him upside the perverbial head and what was really happening dawned on him. Did that thing just speak to me? Human language...English...not meant to come out of a freak like that's mouth. Christ, what was it!? Those teeth meant business...but...Whatthehellwasit!?
Granted he was caught off guard by his visual and auditory inputs...but for once he forgave himself. He didn't know what to say. As he kept on slowly backing up, his hand rested lightly on a small twenty pound barbell. His fingers instantly curled around the handle, trying to decide whether or not to chuck it at the freak of nature in front of him.
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Posted: Tue Apr 24, 2007 7:24 pm
Victor stopped as he saw Nicky's hand on the Barbell, his eyes going wide. Getting hit with a dinner plate, attacked by a dog and breaking a leg on his back from falling over, and that was bad enough. Victor didn't want to know or imagine what a twenty pound metal barbell could do to him.
"You kkeep thhat away frrom me, Jusssst lemme gget out and I'll leave you alone, and you ccan believe anythhingg you want" Victor was afraid Nicky would try and hit him with the heavy object, and hoped he'd at least get a chance to escape
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Posted: Tue Apr 24, 2007 7:42 pm
Nicky's pulse was racing. For once he had no idea what to do. Not a goddamn clue. This thing was talking to him. It was scared, that was obvious enough. It just wanted to leave...but...even though all of these facts pummeled at his mind, one part of him knew that such a thing couldn't...shouldn't exist and had to be destroyed...It had to. Slowly, he lifted the barbell, giving Victor a warning glare that if it doesn't get out and get out soon, it will come flying for the lizard-man.
"Get...the ********..." he muttered out softly, eyes still staring at Victor.
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Posted: Tue Apr 24, 2007 7:57 pm
"Thhatsss Whhat I want to do!" Victor hissed as he tried to work around the other way around the machines to the door but he didn't want to turn his back on this other man, with a potentially deadly weapon. He could only back up slowly, trying to get away like the guy warned. He was both angry and afraid of what might happen.
"I ssshhouldn't hhave to leave! I wasss in hhere firrsssst! and thhey'rre ggoingg to do thhe sssame thhingg to you!"
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Posted: Tue Apr 24, 2007 8:02 pm
He inwardly winced at that comment. Ever since the gears of his mind had finally started to turn again after crunching through the shock induced rust, he had been contemplating just such a thing. The shot was the help him survive on the island...as what...? As one of these things? No...that couldn't have been human...could it? Besides the lisp it kind of sounded like one...it was...ashamed...a human trait. He shuddered visibly and lifted the weight further.
He didn't respond other than that...he didn't want to leave until this thing was out of sight.
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Posted: Tue Apr 24, 2007 8:24 pm
Victor hissed, shuffling himself around while keeping an eye on Nicky, tripping and falling down once, cursing under his breath as he got himself back up, glaring at Nicky, finding a empty water bottle and picking it up, not much of anything to defend himself with, but at least it was something.
"Thhey'rre doingg thhissss to everryone, you'll ssssee...thhey ggive you thhe sssshhot? itssss too late forr you poorr bassstarrd" Victor coughed as he staggered towards the door
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Posted: Tue Apr 24, 2007 8:28 pm
Nicky's eyes narrowed at Victor, wanting mightily to throw the barbell at him...but the machines were now in the way and he couldn't get a good shot. He suddenly wished there was more than one door to this place. He had to get back to his duplex...he had to ring Sabin...this...this had to be a mistake. They couldn't have done this...not to him. Get control of yourself, Nicky...stop speculating. Once this os over...calmly walk to your duplex...ring up Dr. Duvert and find out just what the ******** is going on here.
"Last warning, sideshow. I dunno what the ******** you are, but if you're not out that door in five seconds I will cave your skull in."
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Posted: Tue Apr 24, 2007 9:20 pm
"Fucckk You! I wasss human!" Victor shouted at Nicky, hissing loudly before tossing the empty water bottle at the tough talking man, moving as quick as he could for the door, glancing back at Nicky for a second
"You'll be parrt of the ssssidesssshhow sssoon enougghh" Victor said before vanishing out the door and heading away, only vaguely aware of the tears that leaked from his eyes.
He used to be human, yes, but that seemed so long ago.
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