Skye Prower

"It's... no need to thank me Mark.... and... yeah, I do a bit Sarah," said Skye. ---------------- "Not unless you want to stay EXACTLY as you are now... assuming the magic of the pool doesn't wear off in a few days..."

Heh, okay 233

So... 231

"I was just worried about you two, that's all," said Skye, -------------- 'Yeah... who's... got a whole sub...' --------------- "Because this is a process that's gonna, in effect split you in two," said Miles. "This..." he tapped the clay token, "will start to separate your souls. While the beaker will..... prepare you for jumping into the pool. And I don't think it will feel that nice. But we'll have to wait about ten minutes before you can jump in."

(Darn! Why didn't they keep those in? Silly editors!) 'Hey, he found his boss!' ------------- "Yeah..... Now... Dominic... I need you to drink this..." Miles pushed over the smoking beaker. "And swallow this.." He set down a small clay tile with sigils marked on it. "And.... I won;'t lie.... this probably won't be pleasant..."

Agreed! 229

"I will Sarah," said Skye sadly. -------------- 'Yeah... I'm sure he'll be fine....' lied Melody. ---------------- "Actually," said Miles looking at the blood. "I think I'm done. It worked."

'Now for... NO! HE GOT SHOT!' ------------- With a pipette Miles took a drop of the liquid in the beaker and dropped it onto the blood. The blood started to steam, then split into two , each side the same size as the original had been.

'Yay! He deserved it!' ---------------- Miles put a drop of blood on a dish, the picked up a beaker of steaming liquid.

Too cute.... 227

Cute! 225

"I know... but I went to far... I'm sorry. To both of you," said Skye. -------------- "If my theory is correct, a few minutes. If I'm wrong, it's back to the drawing board," said Miles.

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"That's good. We can just stay here and relax for a bit," said Skye. "I'm sorry Mark." --------------- "Sorry Dyl... Dominic," said Miles, going back to the lab apparatus.

*whispers back* H-hello again.. I'd l-like.... to i-introduce Fluffy.

Heehee AND 218

Melody grimaced.

'How lovely..... I don't think human necks are meant to twist like that!'

'That's not a very nice chair....'

'Like our god friend?'

'It seems a little complicated....'

"Yes! It's Skye. How are you Mark?" asked Skye. ------------ "Oh... sorry," said Miles. "This... might hurt a bit," he added as he took a sample.

'We'll, at least we know the evil plan now!' -------------- Miles kept working at the table, waiting for Dylan. "I'm pretty sure this'll work..." he mumbles to himself.

'But he seemed like such a trustworth sort!' thought Melody sarcastically. ------------- "I.. uh... Dylan.... can I have a blood sample please?" asked Miles, hoping the argument was over.