Lync: I want to hear nothing out of anyone. *glares at everyone in the room*
Yumeí: The almighty duct tape will keep Shadow quiet.
Shadow: *from behind the duct tape* Mmmmmmmmph! (Translation: I am killing the next person who comes close to me!)
Yumeí: But no amount of this tape will contain me!
Volt: I am fully willing to believe that.
Lync: Do I make fun of your relationships?
Dream: Can anyone guess where this is going?
Something outside made a noise, some kind of bird flying away. Lync shivered on the couch. He hadn't been able to relax very well since coming to Earth, so sleeping was not an option. The only thing he could do was think.
He vaguely wondered how long it would take for the old man to fix the dimension transporter and get him back home. Dimension transporter, his foot! That thing was so behind Vestal technology, it would take the humans a million years to reach where the Vestals were today.
Lync sighed and rolled over on the cushions so he was facing the window. He stared up at the night sky and looked at the unfamiliar constellations. One of them looked like a giant spoon.
One of those distant points of light had to be Vestal, or at least a star close to it. For the first time in a while, Lync missed his little sister. The pain had flared up when he'd realized that Alice bore a distinct resemblance to Elrin: the way their bangs hung down on their foreheads, the shape of their eyes, even their voices were alike.
Reviewing this information made Lync start thinking about Alice.
She was so kind to him, but he was the enemy. One of the Vexos. Why? He had done nothing but cause her friends grief-something he enjoyed. But instead of letting him die out in the cold or starve, Alice had let him into her home. She didn't trust him, but she was still giving him food, and shelter until he could go home.
He was confused by her kindness: Vestals had never been as kind.
In a recent study, it had been proven that Vestal DNA was exactly 76% identical to human. Lync was wondering if behavioral patterns were in the differentiating 24%. It would explain why the humans liked to interfere so much, But he wasn't sure: maybe it was the Vexos that were weird, not the humans.
Sighing, Lync rolled over again. Reaching inside his shirt, he found a chain and pulled it out. He'd almost forgotten it was there. On the end of the fine bronze chain was a locket, sealed shut. Though he couldn't look inside, he knew what the small space was hiding: a photo of himself and Elrin.
His little sister, locked away with his heart.
Using his nimble fingers, he undid the twisted wire that he'd used as a seal, to keep the photo hidden, to keep his feelings packed away. The locket fell open and he looked at the photo. Tears began to slide down his face.
Dream: I foresee two people sitting in a tree.
Yumeí: Are they K-I-S-S-?
Lync: Don't you dare finish that sentence!
Dream: Possibly. But the people in the tree are dependent on who is hearing my prophesy.
Shadow: *muffled laughing from behind tape*
Mylene: Review before Armageddon happens.