(Sorry this took so long guys... I'm having to deal with Family stuff and getting Medical insurance. Posting won't be good for a while, but I'll keep trying.)<br/><br/>[Remmy and ****]<br/><br/>"Very good. Remain still now..."<br/><br/>The alien quickly began moving... this was different than before. The smaller alien had linked closely with Remmy, letting him feel it's claws and twisting turns through the sewers like they were his own...<br/><br/>Now his senses were firmly in his own body, feeling only the warmth of the flesh around him, the tentacles around his body and head, and see only the darkness within the warm cavity.<br/><br/>But he could feel the body around him moving... quickly, firmly. Only occasionally stopping... Remmy could feel weight and power behind those movements, the size and strength of the being who held him.<br/><br/>At last, the Alien slowed and he felt a slight sigh of relief.<br/><br/>"We are home, little ones. Let your older sisters look over your catches: if you wish to keep them, you can tell me after you feed."<br/><br/>0000000000000000<br/><br/>[Marc and Ms. Phillipson]<br/><br/>The woman raised a crisp eyebrow at Marc’s words, her dark eyes measuring him carefully, just as he had her.<br/><br/>"Good evening, sir. I don't believe either of those things would be of any use to me... if indeed you do have them." Her voice is curt and to the point, but not overly aggressive.<br/>"Though, an exchange could be negotiated, if you were to indulge my curiosity. I find it odd that a shop selling mere tricks and superstition would endure in this day and age."<br/><br/>The words of a harsh skeptic, but not dismissive... challenging. She wants to see how Marc will sell the idea of magic to her.<br/><br/>"You certainly seem to be keeping to a theme: the materials and design of your building certainly make it stand out in this modern city, mister..." the woman trails off meaningfully, looking about the store as she moves toward the center of the shop.<br/><br/>000000000000<br/><br/>(Hey Bright, I'm willing to keep Jules and Nicholia going, but if you want to retire them, I totally understand.)<br/><br/>[Jules and Nicholia]<br/><br/>Nicholia lets out a low sigh and thumps her head against the door slightly.<br/><br/>"No, you really don't know what it's like... no idea at all." Nicholia sounds bitter... but she trails off and strokes Jules gently.<br/><br/>"Pandora was a wild jungle, with everything trying to eat us... these new bodies made us strong and fast enough to survive... but... it was more than that. This body... this brain... they're Alien. There are instincts and... needs. They're... so scary."