<div class="floatleft"><div align="center">(https://www.mediafire.com/convkey/cdc1/04s7432n614occi4g.jpg)<br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: Georgia;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;">Chloe Dawson<br/>  ‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾  </span></span></div></div><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: Georgia;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;"><em>… kiss Kimmie and send her off to bed … I change and skyclad attend to lessons with Huguette … we consider together what Isis showed us when she traced the attack to its center … we know what lies beneath that rug … only its agents are wounded … they will lick their wounds and come again … that beneath that casts the shadow is the enemy … that which opposed the building that the goddess began and that Isis restored once and will again …  soon it will be time to begin training the sisterhood … forging the energy for the weapon Isis will wield … when she takes on what seethe’s below the floor of that underground chamber … we have begun sending out feelers … telling the few who can understand who we are and what we do … we spend time each evening with some of those via Insight … show them Foresight … show them we are pure and serve the goddess without hidden motive or evil thought …<br/><br/>… I rejoin Kimmie in our bed not long before dawn seeps through the blinds … just enough time to rest my mind and body while doing other things with my consciousness and the already rested parts of my mind … we rise and I make her coffee …</em></span></span><br/><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: Georgia;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;">  “Have a wonderful day baby! See you at dinner!”</span></span><br/><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: Georgia;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;"><em>… at the lab, I check on Tangfie with the animals … we’ll begin the experiments next few days … then to my biochem lab where I run checks on the finishing bioagents we’ll use on the experiments … and examine the replications done by the others … chemical matches as best any of us can tell … we’ll use equal parts my and their product in our experiment … enough mice for the first stage … then to meet the genetic cloners … they’re conducting a very cynical review of their work and the peers representing the outside are impressed … good science is so hard and we’re exceedingly lucky so far … all waiting for the other shoe to drop … and then on to be interrogated by the bioethicists … explain precisely what I do and what it can be used for … hidden is the one previous use on a human … and finally to the surgeons who will do Kimmie’s first and hopefully second surgeries … realize I’m hungry and that I missed lunch and it’s time to head home to Kimmie and dinner …<br/><br/>… kiss her and take a shower … I feel wrung out … too much information and too many people … dressed again, we go to dinner hand in hand …</em></span></span><br/><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: Georgia;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;">  “Day after tomorrow Kimmie. You go to prep at 9 and they operate at 10. About two hours they estimate. The plastic surgeons do very careful stitching. And they make the skin cuts too with an eye to when they have to put the edges back together. Everyone’s psyched for this and you’re the star of the show.” #<em>Giggle</em></span></span><br/><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: Georgia;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;"><em>… we go into dinner … a bit of salmon with veggies and salad from the garden on the roof … after dinner we return to our rooms …</em></span></span><br/><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: Georgia;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;">  “They’ll let me be with you until the surgery starts but you’ll be out cold before then. I’ll be with you in recovery when you wake up.”</span></span><br/>