~Character Chat~

"Anyway, Ezra," Izzy began, getting into education mode again, "you really can't 'heal' rigor mortis. It occurs because of the passage of calcium ions into the muscle cells. I could get into the whole science of muscle contraction, all the chemicals involved, and whatnot, but I won't. Suffice it to say that the only thing that would get rid of the rigor mortis would be the decomposition of the muscle cells themselves."

See. Told you. Riddle thought, with a grin on her mind.
"Thank you for science I didn't quite follow. You made my point better than I ever could." T.Mor told Izzy.

"No problem," Izzy said with a grin. "Ah, I love science!"

Once, I was going to try science, but Peter and T.Mor wouldn't let me. Riddle thought excitedly.
"I wish we had more science at home in Auda..." T.Mor said. "It makes so much more sense than...whatever's there now." T.Mor remembered something. "Hey...Weren't we on our way to A-3?"

"I ment evil." said Ezra. "Can you read are minds?"

I can just barely read my own mind...My mind has messy handwriting. Riddle said, unsure if the question was addressed to her or not.

Ezra laughed, "Man you are hilarious Riddle."

"What's hilarious is your face." chuckled Andrew.

"We can read anyone's mind," Peter said, "as long as our souls make contact. And yes, we were going to A-3...we just got distracted."

Hilarious? Really? What makes you say that? Riddle asked, honestly unaware that she had cracked a joke.
"Ok...Good, I was excited to get August back home to his real plane. And to start...doing whatever it is I'll be doing." T.Mor said.

"Can we come?" asked Liz.
"Hmmm...souls making contact? How does that happen? I can block people penetraiting my mind...wonder if it still works...."

"I dunno...I'm not the one that does the plane shifting...Hey...Peter...Can they come?" T.Mor asked, somewhat redundantly.

"It happens just like it sounds," Peter explained to Ezra. "My soul touches your soul, and then my soul and I get to be in your head. We can talk to your soul and read your thoughts, but you can't hear us. Not unless you're a bonder, anyway. On the other hand, your soul can read our thoughts, too. And I doubt that blocking it would work; nothing can keep you out once you're making contact." He turned to Liz and T.Mor. "As for your question... Let's see, we have one, two...five, six people to five bonders. We could take you if you wanted to go, but one of us would have to take two people."

"I don't care...I just want to go home..." August muttered whinily.
LEAVE HIM BEHIND IF HE WHINES AGAIN. THAT WOULD SOLVE THE EXTRA PEOPLE PROBLEM... Riddle said somewhat rudely.

"If you don't want to disapear...you kinda have to take us along." said Ezra to T. Morr. "What does my soul look like?"
(if ezra were an animal...i bet it would be a raven)

"It's a raven," Peter told him. "So yeah, I guess we're taking you, then. Alright, everyone over here." He stood up, along with the rest of his team. "Everyone make contact with a bonder. Two people can go with Sarah."

"Erm...I'm a ghost. HOW do I make contact?" T.Mor asked awkwardly.
SOMEONE COME TOUCH MY HEAD. I can't move... Riddle yelled from her position sitting against a wall.

"You could touch either Ezra or Liz, and then whichever you touched could make contact with Sarah," Peter suggested. As he was talking, Izzy went over to touch Riddle's head.

Liz grabbed T.Morr's and Sarah's hands. Ezra grabbed Senet's and Andrew took Peter's.

LETS' ROLL! Riddle said excitedly.

Ezra laughed, " I agree with riddle!"

((Um, no. Gh, look at your post. Izzy was already taking Riddle. And Sarah is the one taking two, not Peter.))

(oh...*feels stupid* change that then...)

Nike put her hand on August's shoulder.
"Alright," Peter said to Izzy and his team. "I've got a plane in mind that has a waypoint to A-3. Follow me."
CRACK!
In a burst of blue and white light, he and Andrew were gone. Four more earsplitting cracks and blindings bursts of light followed, leaving the place as empty as it was before they arrived.


Plane D-622

Each bonder fell to the ground upon arrival, exhausted.
"This is...a...D Plane," Peter managed between gasps of breath. "No...intelligent...life..."

"Are you calling us stupid?" joked Andrew.

"You are stupid," said Ezra.

i JUST RAISED IT'S IQ POINTS BY BEING HERE!! Riddle exclaimed happily.
"Man, that's always wierd." August commented on the shifting.