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* Helps you down the corridor and then to the mess/dining bay. It's utilitarian and simple with food synthesizers that reconstitute the food and beverages along two walls. I help you to a table and to arrange your wings about the back of the chair.The man and woman who joined us, Arthur and Riddick are all here. The 3 stare Riddick comes over and joins us sitting across from you and trying to help. I get you some beef and a large soft-drink as I know flying usually requires a sugar rich diet.
Okay munch on that and tell what you'd like *
*pokes the soda can then looks up a at Riddick and smiles* Looks like you and me can both see in the dark now. *Riddick snickers and I take a sip of the soda after opening it and glances up at you* How much longer until we reach the planet?*glances around* And what about Scott? We should question him shouldn't we? *nibbles on the beef a little, still nervous about my new changes*
Whenever. just keep the restraints on him. * check and make sure Scott is securely chained to chair and makes sure he's got food.*Kill him if he tries anything. Don't wait, don't hesitate don't stop to see if you can convince him to change. Just shoot.
We're about five days out...74.77 standard Earth hours to be exact.
Now, what else do you want to eat, your body is living off itself you need to feed it.
Riddick joins in convincing you to eat*
I'll take Scott to the integration room while you eat. If you want to come down...bring a sandwich and a drink with you.
Okay okay I'll eat..I guess a steak would be okay right? *nibbles on the beef then drinks more of the soda* and I'll come with you to interrogate Scott. Maybe he'll spill more info with me there. *stands up and moves away from the table only to nearly fall* I guess I stood up too fast... *smiles at you trying to convince you that that was why I nearly collapsed*
* Riddick hands you a steak sandwich and a full soda. He holds a large container of french fries...and smiles at you as he insists you finish the soda you have and start the sandwich. He continues to hold out fries to you between swallows. We finally reach the interrogation room *
So, hi Scott. What can you tell us about the group on the ship and what they plan?
*glares at Riddick while I munch on the sandwich he made for me and sits down, Riddick carefully moving my wings so that they are behind the chair. I glance up at Scott and blink as I see Scott staring at me, mouth a little bit open* Scott? He asked you a question.
* Scott blinks and begins to spill all he knows....almost babbling. It's the same old plot his father and another member of their board named Blofeld have tried before. They plan to found a super inter-universe criminal organization. The living ships once mutated will be, according to a guy named Tarkin the ships will be "the ultimate power in the universes". There's some big guy in black armor who breaths loud who always gets upset at that. the biggest problem they seem to have is that they have all been dark lords and all want to be in charge.
The ship we were on is one of 4 and they have 6 young Leviathans all ready to mutate. two are on that ship *
*sighs heavily and munches on the sandwich* Sounds like they hooked up with Darth Vadar. *presses my hand to my head* I think I need to lie down, Mike...I suddenly have a major headache...side affects I think from the mutation. *puts down the sandwich and stands up blinking several times. Riddick stands up quickly as my eyes roll up and I collapse*
Crap, crap, crap, crap....* rushing you back to sickbay and onto life support *
*slowly comes to* Mike...what's happening to me? *looks truly petrified* Am I dying? Is my body rejecting the mutations? I feel so tired and weak...
Well....we'll have to work together again, We've got you stabilized and you're still dehydrated and need nutrients. check the screen on you're side of the bed. Riddick is watching the body sign readouts. You've got the system that should show any abnormalities or any way the body is attacking itself...
*slowly turns my head to look at the screen by my bed* umm..things look normal...nothing showing that my cells or body is mutating anymore...*leans my head back against the bed* maybe I just need to rest...*glances past you* Why is Scott in here?
* spins, draws and fires smashing Scott's shoulder and blowing him back through the door. Riddick grabs him, slams him on a medical table..begins to stop bleeding and ask him what he's doing.*
*cringes from the shot and tries to hide more behind you, gently grabbing onto your arm as I peer around at Scott who repeats again and again that he was just there to check on me*
Well you have to admit that since you tried to kill us on the ship you might have known better tan to walk up quietly behind me. He going to okay Riddick?* Riddick nods the affirmative and growls as he takes care of Scott's shoulder which is broken and pretty well smashed by the armor-piercing round I put through it. *
Okay secure him in a compartment when you have him taken care of. He can eat there for the time being.
Lacy, you've got me worried. I'm programing the medicomputer to a complete system scan of you and balance your systems. lay back, rest.
*looks up at you* Am I going to be okay, Mike?
* looks at you takes hand (Riddick takes other) smiles *Yes...we won't consider anything else. You still owe me a drink. I bought the last round, you think I'd let you get away without buying the next round.
Now rest, let your body heal and the nutrients we're pumping into you do their work.
* takes Riddick off to one side and asks him to see if either of the 2 we picked up are physicians. Comes back to sit with you and follow the read outs as they arrive.*
*closes my eyes, my eyebrows scrunching against the headache that was pounding in my head, my wings shivering a little as I whimpered in my sleep, my hands gripping the bed beside me, one hand grabbing yours for comfort*
* 10 hour vigil, Mike and Riddick...sipping caffeinated drinks and watching readouts. Your readouts remain stable and establish a "new" normal. You need a little less oxygen though work may drive that need up. You will always have to eat more than before including sugars as you metabolism has sped up...a lot. You begin to wake *
*the woman from before enters the room quietly asking how I was doing and peering over at Riddick and you as she moved closer. I slowly open my eyes and look up at Riddick then you with a small smile* You two look terrible...
Why because we haven't slept in 3 days is it? And we haven't bathed or changed clothes either? I'm surprised it even shows. * smilesLooks to woman, clean but still in worn combat garb...stares at her a few seconds. *
Are you a doctor...and don't I know you? From the Gate war on Pastoral 3 right? You were one of the MASH surgeons on the defensive line. Yeah, you saved my friend the Elf after the Lake assault.
This is Lacy, she's been...experimentally mutated. The readings all say she's good but she's still having headaches, dizziness, weakness...
*the woman walks over and begins to read the screens mumbling about how it's not healthy to mutate if 100% human. Seconds later the man enters, gun drawn, pointing it at them and shoots the woman, killing her then turns it towards Riddick and you. I gasp and rip the IV out of my arm, throwing myself at the man, claws and teeth bared. He gets a shot off but I land on him, ripping his throat out and letting him bleed out and die*
* Gun out I run to you to be sure you're alright. Riddick checks the doctor to see if she's dead. I help you to your feet checking to be sure the shot missed you. *
*turns and looks at you scared, covered in blood* Mike...what did I just do? *collapses a little from the shock and weakness* You didn't get shot did you? The bullet...the gun...I thought he got you or Riddick. *looks over at the dead woman then gasps and looks back at you* If he was trying to kill us...Scott?!?
* Gets disposable cleaning surgical cloths and kneels next to Lacy, wipes away blood*Well, you seem to be unwounded, *cleans gently* Humm, seems you have good battle instincts. * Uses thumb to gently pull down Lacy's lip * Looks like your incisors have lengthened a bit, upper and lower. Now you can't complain about all that protein we've been forcing on you, steak will be a cinch. * smiles reassuringly*.
Don't worry, just take things slow. You're going to have to get used to this before you can control it. And don't worry, we won't give up. With multiple universes colliding and everything from medicine, science and magic to help we will keep trying to find a way to reverse this.
But it depends on what you want. Lets just get you healthy and then we'll see how you feel. Whether you want it reversed or not, remember you have friends.
*nods and stands, pushing my wings back behind me and folding them neatly against my back*. We better check on Scott..if this guy was against us he might have been with Scott. *runs my tongue along my teeth and grimaces a little* I'm afraid to see what I look like...I'm probably an ugly monster now.
No, very becoming, like I said exotic.Ummm...* Looking down corridor * Is that Scott laying half out the door of the room he was in, bleeding all over the floor. Maybe the guy decided to shut him up.
*looks down the hall* Oh no! *takes off down the hall faster than normal and kneels down beside Scott, pressing my hand against the wounds to stop the bleeding*
* Arrives a few seconds after you looks a bit bemused *Is he dead?
* Speaks as I check the compartment, guns in hand.*
*jumps a little when Scott groans under my touch* No he is still alive, but barely. We need to get him to the sick bay and get him strapped into life support. We can't just let him die.
Sick bay is getting one Hel....errr heck of a work out. I need to check on the two rangers we have on life support to. * Grabs up Scott and carries him to sick bay. *
*giggles and follows you back to sick bay, kneeling down and checking the dead body for any clues of who he was* Looks like this guy was a scientist....
*eyes narrow and a low inhuman growl emits from the back of my throat* Jerk!
....Calm, calm...stop and think. The creep is dead. * Looks thoughtfully at you after hooking Scott up to life support. Goes to computer and checks some read outs...does some comparisons. *
Lacy, you seem to be producing roughly twice the adrenalin you were before your mutation. Let's try something if you feel like it. Could you come here a sec?
*stands up and walks over to you, eyes narrowed* He helped make the bullets that I was shot with! *dig my nails into the palm of my hands, drawing blood* what?
Lift me...pick me up. I'm betting it won't even strain you.
I don't know...I won't hurt you will I? I don't want to hurt you, Mike...what if I do something wrong...*takes a step back*
* Smiles reassuringly and squeezes your shoulder * You don't have to use your claws, retract them. I'm thinking that you'll adapt to this pretty quickly if you let yourself and take control. You're already walking and moving with no trouble. Your body is balancing you even with the wings and stronger muscles. We just haven't seen how much stronger you are. If your glands are dumping more hormones into your blood you need to know so you can handle it. I just think that your entire body is being constantly flooded with Adrenalin. You need to get used to it...and we need to know it. Remember what I said about your metabolism being much faster? We'll have to watch that we give you something to burn.
Now, lift me.
*bites my lower lip as I move closer and gently place my hands on your waist, retracting my claws* Okay...if you are sure about this....*looks into your eyes for reassurance* I still don't know about this...
Just don't drop me....* smiles*
*giggles* I wouldn't do that. *becomes serious and lifts you only a little bit off of the ground and outs you back down* There...
* sighs a little and smiles *So, how hard was it to lift me, my 4 hand guns, my extra ammunition, my falchion, my 3 throwing knives, my 4 sheath knives and my 2 boot knives? Did you strain yourself?
* smiles again *
You had all of that on you? I couldn't tell at all...*cocks my head to the side* try picking me up..or maybe we should let Riddick do it?
If you'll stop and think I've carried you before...* Lifts you but then looks quizzical * Actually, you're a bit lighter?????* Goes back to computer and calls up detailed read outs on you *
Look here...some of your bones have, hollowed out. I guess it's flying thing. Wow.
* Riddick calls across intercom...there is a small ship coming up under a cloak, but the ship picked it up *
*flexes my wings a little* Good maybe I lost weight too. *laughs as we head for the front to see the ship. I stand behind Riddick, looking towards the screen that shows the ship* Friend or foe?
* Readings look like a small one man ship built for long range....after a few seconds the ships ID comes through from the computer...Looking at screen *Looks like it's registered to a Bounty Hunter named...Jubal Early.
Jubilee Early? Never heard of him...he isn't after Riddick or us is he? *looks up at you quickly*
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Books mentioned in this topic
The Lion, the Witch and the Wardrobe (other topics)Phoenix Rising (other topics)
The Janus Affair (other topics)
*stands up and tries to walk but still a little wobbly and weak from the changes*