Doctor Brainbridge was none too pleased with Clarence's failure and though he seethed with anger, maintained his placid exterior as he completed is little experiment. Before him, an immobilized hyena-man, lay stretched out on a table, the top of it's skull removed exposing the brain. Several wires connected the brain to a machine and the doctor had just been adding the last wire when the lizard-hybird showed up, empty handed and even worse, alone.

"I am terribly upset with you, Clarence." The doctor said with an eerie calmness to his voice, "I sent you to perform a simple task and not only did you fail to achieve it but also lost some of my best hybrids in the process."

"It was not entirely my fault." Hissed Clarence.

The doctor glared at the lizard for speaking out of turn, but before Clarence bit back his words he uttered a name that caught the doctor's attention. Bainbridge, put aside his experiment and walked over to the lizard, who winced, expecting to be struck, but the doctor was more interested in learning more about what had transpired.

"Zack, you said?" Repeated the doctor, "He's helping Sin? Well isn't this just perfect now." He growled, tearing off his latex gloves and angrily tossing them into a waste bin. Spinning about he moved quickly back to clarence and grabbing him by the face lifted his chin off his chest. "Stop that moping! If I was going to make you pay for your failure, you'd be dead already. No, I need you to assist me in setting a little trap for our friends, but what do all traps need?"

Clarence wasn't sure at first if the question was rhetorical but then as the doctor clearly was awaiting a response he answered, "Uh, poison?"

Bainbridge rolled is eyes. "Bait! You idiot! Traps need bait! Now, what is it that would tempt both Zack and Sin?"

Clarence began to answer, but Bainbridge just glared at him and shook his head, letting the lizard man know for sure that question was indeed rhetorical.

Zack grinned it had been a long time since he had talked to people so casually usually ever sentence had repercussion even compliments he watched her walk out to get a different set of clothes. Zack watched the sway of her hips as she walked away tempted for a comedy wolf whistle but decided on better turning back to his chicken. He had almost finished the last few scraps he had delicately eaten with his hands taking each part slowly.

She slowly walks down the stairs he looks at up from his meal slightly amazed where were all these outfits coming from. Giving a smile of approval he picks the last few pieces of chicken eating them quickly he stands up. “They are better for travelling in.”Zack walked to the door where his claymore still was wedged. “We going out the front towards the chicken?” His hand slowly resting on the pommel of the sword wondering whether to remove it.

Sin knew that she had to start taking off the clothes before she shifted. One only knew how much longer she would luck out in finding clothes.

Hearing Zack say something about the chickens, she gives him a glare, "I think we should avoid those monsters at all costs except to kill them and eat them. She walks over to the door, opens it, checks for the clucking monsters and exits the house. Walking along, she finds a what looks like an old path, probably to what used to be the woods, or barn. She follows it, talking to Zack as she does.

"What should we do, Zack. Try to free the others or forget about them? With everything I've remembered so far, I don't think I could, in good standing, leave them in that horrible place of torture."

Zack walked next to her on the narrow path looking across to her as they discussed their options. “Hmm we should save them really!” Zack’s hand carefully scratches at the back of his neck. “I know the facility will be north-ISH if I remember rightly.” They had been walking down the path for some time.

“You had looked really nice in the dress.” His mind mulling over how they had met, the motel, food and hunters and now he was going back to his old world. He turned round beginning to walk backwards. “You’re the first person I have heard of being ‘moved’ outside.” Zack remembered well that usually no such actions were taken unless the doctor had decided to change them.

“You’re the first person I have heard of being ‘moved’ outside.”

Sin stopped dead in her tracks at Zack's question, remembering why she'd been moved and what had happened to her before she'd been left for dead. Haunted shadows form in her amber eyes as her face pales.

"Dr. Bainbridge was not pleased with me. I was too small, couldn't heal fast enough, wouldn't kill on command, and.........", she shuts her eyes tight, as if she's trying not to see what her mind if making her see, "I couldn't breed no matter how many wolf hybrid males had me. The guards........the guards that took me to the outside had.........had their fun as well. But, not being good enough is why I was left for dead on the outside."

Sin stands there, face pale, trying to get herself under control.

Zack quickly regretted his comment quickly turning round, he found what he had expected Sin in shock and pale he took a step toward her. “Whoa whoa I went over the line I’m sorry you should stand proud that you survived it all others would have died.” He held her at arms length. “Why don’t we close them down to stop others from suffering as you have?” Zack gave a weak excuse of a smile trying to help her.

“Now let’s get down this darn path and see where we go from there, ok?”

Sin relaxes a little at the feel of Zack's hands on her arms. She gives him a tentative smile, takin deep breaths as she calms herself. She finds herself stepping foward and giving Zack a kiss on the cheek. "I'm glad that you are no longer with him, Zack. Some day, I hope that you can tell me what happened to you. You know almost everything about me and I know so little about you."

Taking his hand in hers, they continue on down the path. "Thank you for what you said about me in the dress. It did feel good to have on." Taking a deep sigh, she looks over at him. "Now, what is our plan. I don't remember much about the lay-out of the lab, so I'm not going to be much help there."

He finds himself going red slightly at the kiss on the cheek he strokes at the spot slightly puzzled. “I’m glad I finally wizened up and left, the rest of the story will be for a campfire after we have saved them.” He tilts his head at her when she thanks him about the dress. “No need to thank me simply an observation.”

He looks up at the sky wondering about the old set up of the lab. “We may have a tough job a lot of the males are loyal to the doctor unlike the females so we should avoid male sales I think.” Zack thinking aloud. “We should go through the back entrance which is just a billboard instead of the iron front gates.” He gave a little thought over the interior. “It’s a little vague never knew it well maybe we might find a map at the facility? If not we can always fight through it and a hostage.”

"That sounds like a plan to me and better than what I could've come up with." Sin keeps walking, "So, when do we do this? You can't travel very well in the daylight, so should we start off now or wait one until tomorrow night? And, I need a better weapon than that machete. I know,somehow, that I am a crack shot with a gun and I'm not too bad with a knife."

She stops, waiting for Zack to reply when she hears a commotion with the chickens. They're panicked clucking sounded like they were being stalked by something. "I think something is trying to move in on our meat."

Dog sniffed the air, lookewd at Jerimiaha and said "Hey Romeo, female approaching, she looks hungry. ..... Forget it, you want to share our food, with this female, just to try and relieve some pent up frustrations,...... it comes from your half."

Jerimiaha looked up, ducked down behind the old car sticking out of the delapidated garaage and saw the dark haired young woman approaching from the small outcrop of boulders. He looked at Dog and said "Is that the only thing you think I have on my mind? Maybe I just want some stimulating conversation."

Dog snuffed and said "RIGHT, and I have a tower in Paris I can sell you cheap."

"Don't worry I won't give hear any bones." Jerimiah said

"Yea well make sure I get my half of the meat too, or my female radar might just shut down." Dog said

Jerimiaha and Dog watched as the woman came closer.


(OOC: Point of clarification no one but Jerimiaha can hear the dog speak.)

Doctor Bainbridge, paced about the laboratory, thinking of how he could lure both Zack and Sin into his clutches. He of course cared nothing for Zack, he had attempted in the past to duplicate what he was to no avail, so as far as he was concerned he was nothing but food for his pets. Still, he was a formidable adversary and one that required special care. Then it hit him like a lightening bolt. "Alexandra!" He said aloud.

"Alexandra?" Scoffed Clarence. "She's dead."

Bainbridge smiled fiendishly. "No, she's not." He informed the confused reptile. "Oh, Clarence don't work that feeble brain of yours too hard, you are liable to have a seizure. I simply told her that, all those years ago. No, she is very much alive but nothing breaks the spirit more than the death of a sibling. I make sure I keep her away from the likes of your kind, Clarence." He said disdainfully as he walked over to his desk. "You see, she's very special, but you wouldn't have any understanding of it." he waved his hand dismissively at the lizard, "Leave me. I have much to prepare, I shall call you when you are needed, now go."

Clarence scurried away, like a scolded dog and Bainbridge sat down behind his large, old fashioned wooden desk. He reached into a drawer and procured a beat up old photo of two girls, the younger dark haired and the older sister fair. For a brief moment his features softened as he studied it and remembered the time when the picture was taken but then his eyes turned sinister once more. "You sacrificed your sister once my little Sin, I doubt you will have the strength to do it again." He whispered to the photo.