|| -------- -- -----  A E R I E   O B L I V I A N A . singular book of text wandertainment by Frank Edward Nora ------------------- ----------- DEER EXPRESS--CUP 12--"NUKE" <-------  ||  Severe Repair  ||  Deer Express  ||  -------> (Cup SRde012, Created v2 (6/7/99), Copyright 1999) = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = Courier Arbhay took the ornate letter E and frantically examined it. "What are you expecting it to do?" Lemon asked. "Teleport us outta here or something?" "I hope so..." Arbhay said distantly. "Thing is, if we don't get out of here soon, they may just drop this whole place." "What?" "Drop it. Nuke it." Arbhay said, turning his gaze to Lemon. "Call it what you will. We just better not be here when it happens." Then suddenly, it all went dark. Lemon muttered a spell, and kept on muttering even after she stopped hearing her voice, even after she stopped feeling her lips move, her vocal chords vibrate. The next thing she knew, she was on a toilet, wiping herself. It was in a public restroom sort of stall, and the door was broken. It started to swing open, and she felt a distant urge to jump up and shut it, but she didn't. As it swung all the way open, she saw a man halfway in the door, grabbing a soap dispenser. Her looked at her with wide eyes. "Whoah." he said. His eyes moved reflexively to the naked lower part of her body. She looked down at herself, and quickly realized that it was not herself, but someone else's body. "Hello." she said calmly. "Why don't you come on in. If my body pleases you so much, I might just show you more of it." The man looked wary. He was kind of short, a broad, toward ugly face, stubble, business suit. He let go of the soap dispenser and looked around outside of the door. "What is this place?" he said, stepping fully into the rest room. "I was about to ask you something similar." Lemon said. "Mind shutting the door there while I finish my business?" "Uh, no." the man said as he awkwardly stepped forward and shut the door. Since it had swung inward, he had to get close to Lemon to close it. He made an attempt to avert his eyes from her legs, belly, and pubic hair, with little success. Lemon laughed under her breath, finished up, and pulled her skirt back up. Huh. A skirt. After flushing, Lemon opened the stall door and stepped up to the sink, where she stared into the mirror while washing her hands. An okay body. Pale red wavy hair, hints of freckles on an interesting, woods mischief sort of face. Tan business attire. Very prim and neat. "Are you Courier Arbhay?" Lemon asked as she turned to face the man. "Uh... yes. I am." "Well I'm Lemon. Remember, the little devil girl who came outta nowhere to save you?" "I remember." he said. "What happened?" "What do you mean?" "I mean just before--you said they were gonna nuke the place. Something like that." "Guess they did." "What?" "They dropped it. They saw what you were doing and just dumped the whole thing. "That whole place?" "Yeah. It was just part of a place." She regarded Arbhay in his new unfortunate form. "Well I managed to cast a last resort spell. That's probably what saved us." "I didn't think you could be saved from that..." Arbhay said distantly. Lemon looked back into the mirror. "So here we are. Stuck in these silly human bodies." Arbhay stood beside Lemon, regarding his new face as well, rubbing it. "Always wanted to try one of these." he said. "One of what?" "Human bodies." "Hmm." she grunted in response. He looked at her. "Oughtn't we try and establish the situation parameters?" "Huh?" "Don't we need to find out what's going on?" "Nothin' stoppin' ya, deer." "I know, but..." "Damn!" Lemon said, finally managing to get the clips loose from her hair, letting it flow down. "There now, that's better." Arbhay continued to stare at the girl. "Let me try a spell." she said, and then chanted something under her breath. Her eyes glazed over and became unfocused. "Yes..." she said. "It's all clear to me now..." "What?" "I see the whole rotten thing. Oh yes." "What is it?" But Lemon continued her trance for the better part of a minute, until she finally bowed her head, coughed, and rubbed her eyes. -------> ------------------- ----------- -------- -- -----