I was done wrestling the car and track. Now it was time to face my next challenge. Other cars. It came first in the form of the 55. I could hear him b...hind me, making attempts to cut under me. I tried to ignore it, knowing a mistake up top would give him the lead, or potentially wreck us.The reprieve came suddenly and definitely unexpectedly. The caution was out, the yellow lights flashing. I slowed down greatly, the 55 passing me as I slowed. He did the same, running a few feet in front of. "Indeed," the Woodwise agreed with a sober nod. Well, as a sober a nod as someone who looks like Peter Pan can manage. Especially when he's hopping up into a Peter Pan stance, wide-legged stance with his hands on his hips, to throw a Peter Pan kind of challenge. "So tell us Skye, can you name yourself?"The Dream World rippled around me again as he asked."I am a Walker," I answered standing myself and stepping back from the picnic table. My own appearance shifted, back into my own shape, but. She was a tall, elegant woman, about 30 or so, and she was pissed, boy was she pissed (*drunk). "Oooh" she giggled "don't mind me, I'm sure" and still giggling, walked, well.... tottered... through the lounge to her bedroom, and closed the door. As she closed the door I saw her look over her shoulder and mouth something to Martine, who received and understood whatever it was, but I was not included. "Nothing" she said, when I asked what she'd said, and then Martine resumed snogging me, and I. " Not a problem, the match doesn't start until this evening. You havetime for some shut-eye first." Oh? Okay then, can you tell Kalen that I am free?" Can do. Now scoot and get some food and sleep."Chapter 3 - ConquestVacating the sleep chamber, one of many lining a wall of the changeroom, Sascha rubbed sleep-filled eyes and shuffled towards the showerarea. Bypassing his preferred water showers, he settled upon the vibra-shower, knowing water would not wash away the sparkling spray fromearlier..