<div class="floatright">(http://quizilla.teennick.com/user_images/B/BR/BRO/Brown.Eyes.White.Dumbies/1194110168_enPunkGirl.jpg)</div>Sunny cocked her head at the mention of an 'under city.'<br/><br/>"A city beneath a city. Or a city with another one on top of it." Sunny stopped pacing and sat back down in one of Ingress' chairs, looking comically oversized. "Nightmares. So... Do you really mean that there are things here that were created in someone's head? The things in the cobwebby parts of someone's brain that don't get swept or dusted often enough?"<br/><br/>Fingering the newest addition to her braid, Sunny missed someone from her old life for the first time since she had promised herself not to think about it anymore. Someone... Priest, Rook, Penumbra, Nova... At least one of them would have some kind of idea about what to do. They were the ones who never panicked. The ones who were always calm, yet always fun. The ones who would take care of your stupid ass when you melted into the couch. They had been more like parents to her than her parents ever had been, and with the things they'd been through, managing to multiply oneself by<em>i</em>and ending up on the imaginary plane would just be another bump on the road. Sunny, on the other hand, had always been the one who needed taking care of. There had only ever really been one thing that she was good at, and mixing chemicals didn't exactly seem that helpful at the moment.<br/><br/>"Did you say wax?"