Brock noticed that the wolf guy didn't recognize him so he followed him to the truck and jumped onto the back. "wolfy, i'm kind of surprised that you didn't notice me at the meeting. I was hoping that you'd tell me where the where to find everybody."

Barret looked at the group that he was going to be working with. They were some of the wierdest people he ha ever seen. First, there was the... thing... that looked like it could crush him in his palm, and now there was a walking dog. Yeah... this could be really interesting. He looked aroun to see if there was someone that looked somewhat human to talk to, but because of the damn darkness, sight was not in his favor.

Brock turned off the thermal and x-ray scanning circuits in his eyes and turned on his infrared vision to look around at who made it to the trucks.

Check out the glowing eyes...you're creepin' me out, man. But I'm sure they're quite useful. Got a name?
Said Deckland, squinting in the dim light.

Jack smiled when he saw Brock. It was grotesque, really. The flsh around his mouth receded back near his eyes and his rows of sharp teeth were bared.

"Brock! Good to see you. I thought we already covered the whole 'I dislike being called "Wolfy"' thing."

His laugh was guttural, booming, and hearty. It was the kind of laugh that got people's attention. All at once aware that he was being stared at by a lot of eyes he sighed.

"Woof Woof."

OOC: *Cough choke wheeze new chapter cough*