Meanwhile in a faraway peaceful forrest glade...<br/><br/>"Well _that_ was silly!" Andalun stated.<br/><br/>Kuroni smiled michevously. "Actually, I quite liked it."<br/><br/>"I didn't say I didn't like it..." Andalun responded, then his expression turned more solemn. "But without a potion of telepathy, how are you going to talk back to me?"<br/><br/>Kuroni was rooting around in the bag, and another vial rolled out. She scooped it up and found it was a potion of telepathy, with a note attached.<br/><br/>'Dear Kuroni, By now you and I have had our musical moment. I slipped this in the bag, because I saw you taking it out. Hope it helps. Andalun. P.S. You were delicious!'<br/><br/>She passed the note to Andalun, who sighed. "I guess when we go back to work, and I loop back to help myself while you're taking care of that cake golem order, I write the note."<br/><br/>Kuroni shook her head. "It's just as well my heads going to be minced along with the rest of me very soon, or that explanation would really cause a headache." She gulped down her potion, and thought,<table border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0"><tbody><tr><td style="margin: 0;padding: 0;border: 0;"><div style=" background-color: #FFEBD5;color: #000000; -moz-border-radius: 16px; -webkit-border-radius: 16px; border: 1px solid #FFFFFF; padding: 4px;font-size: 1em;">  Calling all dragons... Calling all dragons!  </div><img src="./images/think.gif"/></td></tr></tbody></table><br/><table border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0"><tbody><tr><td style="margin: 0;padding: 0;border: 0;"><div style=" background-color: #FFEBD5;color: #000000; -moz-border-radius: 16px; -webkit-border-radius: 16px; border: 1px solid #FFFFFF; padding: 4px;font-size: 1em;">  I'm just dragon my tail around, will that do?  </div><img src="./images/think.gif"/></td></tr></tbody></table>Andalun replied.<br/>"Great, now for your change..." She put a paw to his ridged, yellow chest and willed a transformation. The dragon warped and shifted, forming a classic mincing machine 6 feet high, made of red enamalled metal with bronze trim. There was a ladder leading up to the hopper at the top and the output nozzle stuck out over the table, where Kuroni had laid out a big metal tray.<br/><br/><table border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0"><tbody><tr><td style="margin: 0;padding: 0;border: 0;"><div style=" background-color: #FFEBD5;color: #000000; -moz-border-radius: 16px; -webkit-border-radius: 16px; border: 1px solid #FFFFFF; padding: 4px;font-size: 1em;">  You could just change into a cooked hamburger, you know.  </div><img src="./images/think.gif"/></td></tr></tbody></table>Andalun thought.<br/><table border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0"><tbody><tr><td style="margin: 0;padding: 0;border: 0;"><div style=" background-color: #FFEBD5;color: #000000; -moz-border-radius: 16px; -webkit-border-radius: 16px; border: 1px solid #FFFFFF; padding: 4px;font-size: 1em;">  Where would the fun be in that?  </div><img src="./images/think.gif"/></td></tr></tbody></table>Kuroni thought back at him as she climbed up the ladder.<table border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0"><tbody><tr><td style="margin: 0;padding: 0;border: 0;"><div style=" background-color: #FFEBD5;color: #000000; -moz-border-radius: 16px; -webkit-border-radius: 16px; border: 1px solid #FFFFFF; padding: 4px;font-size: 1em;">  I've already reformed my digestive system so it's completely empty, and tweaked a few other things so there won't be anything unpleasant in the mince. But we do this the old fashioned way. I want you to feel me pass through you, then turn back and let me feel it as you work spices into my mincemeat...  </div><img src="./images/think.gif"/></td></tr></tbody></table><br/>Andalun-mincer's internal grinders revved at the thought. Occasionally, when under an object transformation, he could sort of map his regular body onto the new form, but here he couldn't. So he just thought in terms of his new components.