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Date Posted: 23:06:05 09/03/02 Tue
Author: Cyphon
Subject: "Kill you?"
In reply to: Que Noctura 's message, "Que felt her body shudder..." on 12:50:44 09/03/02 Tue

As Iago ordered Cyphon and Thranx aboard The Star of Q and raced away to get the rest of their party, the girl lying at his feet had made an unsual request. Aware of the Decepticon a few feet away, the Jatarian stepped forward and knelt by Que Noctura's side.

The neon lights of the docking bay glinted off her wet brow, and Cyphon fished around his belt for a bar napkin to wipe some of the sweat away. When silvery flesh held to the napkin, bits shredding as he pulled it away, he recoiled slightly.

"This is....what did they DO to you?" he whispered.

"I was bored....a heist seemed challenging, and i really didn't care if I got caught. What did it matter? Jataria is no more....my whole universe is gone, if you must know. But you couid care less about me, I suppose. Right now, you have your own problems...big difference between a jewelry heist and a kidnapping...or murder...

Do you have any idea what it is you're asking me? Don't think for a minute I'm not capable--back in my own universe I was one of the best assassins you could find. It didn't matter who it was....I did as i was told. Then....It happened. And the life I had led seemed small and insignificant somehow. As so many lives were wiped out around me, I wondered how I could have been a force for death for so long. I fled. I found my way here, and have drowned my sorrows ever since, trying to forget the coward I was when my friends and family were dying, and the coward I was when I killed for them.

Kill you?! It isn't that simple....i swore never again, not in this or any universe! You have an infection....maybe just this once, I can be a healer and not a murderer. At least give me the chance--!"

Cyphon grabbed her by the shoulders now, and as the large reptillian leaned in, Que noticed the tiny suction-cup like protuberances covering his fingers. A charge rippled through her as he gripped her, and he too shuddered. He had long ago lost count of how many times he had used this talent, this mutation unique among his kind, to take lives. Today he was trying something new. Today he would draw on her lifeforce, but not enough to kill. He would absorb her pain, and shared pain would be halved and endured.

With great effort he broke away, nauseous. And stared at the spinning floor on which he crouched. His head burned with fever and as he clutched the floor, his fingers dug in to the metal, his bones temporarily diamond-hard. But as he looked hazily at a trio of Thranx angrily approaching him, he wondered if it had been worth the risk. Was the girl okay, or had Cyphon gotten them both killed? It didn't matter he realized. He had tried to do the right thing for once, and if it turned out to be his last living act it would be an honorabe death, perhaps one rich in vindication for a lifetime of sins.

Perhaps...

"In a fight between you and the world, bet on the world."
-Franz Kafka (1883-1924)

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Que could feel the infection leaving her body... -- Que Noctura, 13:57:42 09/04/02 Wed
- She held her breath and waited.... -- Que Noctura, 14:23:08 09/04/02 Wed