The rest of the ensemble watched on as Edlie seemingly communicated with Mine, giving them a thumbs up that all was fine. But it was not time for jubilation yet. Mine needed to be tested for any long term side-effects, any internal physical or mental instability. Dependable techniques for Mass Transformation was proving even more elusive than anyone had imagined.
"Are you still yourself? 53 years old, crazy lunatic, Mine Debye ?" shouted Kid over the intercom.
"You can't help the drama, can you? Yes I am myself. In senses. And you wish I was that old, my white mane is still more classy than yours." came a weak reply from the other side.
"Well, technically you died that time. Your whole body matter effectively vaporised and put back again. So even you can't properly say you're the same person." Kid smirked.
"That's a little too blunt don't you think? And well, even you sleep at times. Who's to say the person waking up is the same as the one who slept. What exactly is identity?"
Kid let a wave of satisfaction and relief sweep through him. His friend seemed normal on the surface at least.
7. Melee
Posted by : Varun Torka on
Wednesday, May 27, 2009
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