The Eevee girl that approached looked around 14 years old from how developed her body was. Her long ears twitched as she cautiously approached. She knew from experience that some people who had just been turned would act violent, lashing out at anything and anyone in their path. Thankfully, these two seemed ok.<br/><br/>"H-hi. I'm Angie." She waved her hand gently, but quickly retracted it when the Blaziken suddenly shouted. "Uh.... You know, I'm not really sure why the scientists don't give us clothes... Maybe it gets in the way of observations? Ah well, do you two need anything? Some water maybe?" She cocked her head to the side slightly.<br/><br/>"Angie, I don't think that's quite what they meant." Angie turned her head to see an older man, in his mid 40s, approach. He looked almost like a strongman from the circus, but he was a bluish-gray in skintone, and three disc-shaped protrusions jutted from the top of his shaven head. But even that wasn't the weirdest thing about him. No, it was the extra pair of arms just below his first pair, dangling limply. They were deformed, as the original two were crossed over the man's chest, the extra two could hardly move.<br/><br/>"I'm Bruce, and you've turned into what the scientists 'kindly' refer to as PokeMorphs. As you can probably see, you two are very lucky compared to most people. Everyone in this room is just a small percentage of the amount of people put to this test... The others didn't survive" Angie bowed her head, looking sad about the prospect.