"You should be." The snake coiled back to strike. "Once you're under for good, lost inside you're own head, Max is going to have to play ball. And dreams show you what you really are...."
The desert faded into the control room again; Zan and Rath staring, stunned, at Isabel, while Lonnie smirked from the side. "What did you do?" Zan asked. But the answer was obvious as the sound of fighting drew near. Then there was a sudden silence that seemed louder then the sound of battle. "What did you do?" he asked again.
Lonnie grinned at him as the door burst open as Kivar entered; ignoring the weapons Zan and Rath immediately drew and pointed towards him. For his part, Kivar ignored the weapons and focused only on Isabel. "You did well," he smiled coldly.
Rath fired his weapon, cursing angrily as the energy pulse ricocheted of Kivar’s personal shield. "She’s a traitorous bitch."
...And another image-- Vilandra-- stepped free of the space between Isabel and Lonnie to say, "No. No, this wasn't what you said would happen!"
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The desert faded into the control room again; Zan and Rath staring, stunned, at Isabel, while Lonnie smirked from the side.
"What did you do?" Zan asked. But the answer was obvious as the sound of fighting drew near. Then there was a sudden silence that seemed louder then the sound of battle. "What did you do?" he asked again.
Lonnie grinned at him as the door burst open as Kivar entered; ignoring the weapons Zan and Rath immediately drew and pointed towards him. For his part, Kivar ignored the weapons and focused only on Isabel. "You did well," he smiled coldly.
Rath fired his weapon, cursing angrily as the energy pulse ricocheted of Kivar’s personal shield. "She’s a traitorous bitch."
...And another image-- Vilandra-- stepped free of the space between Isabel and Lonnie to say, "No. No, this wasn't what you said would happen!"