I didn't really belong here, it wasn't my life."J.J.?" Hank asked. "Are you alright?" Yeah. I'm fine," she replied, a little too quickly. He didn't pr...though. "So this is it eh?" Hank said. I heard him touching a couple of thepieces. My hips were wider too. Oh god..."Looks like a beaut," Hank continued. "Did she fire it yet?" er.. no," J.J. replied. Suddenly I couldn't stand it any longer. A big part of me wanted to curlup into a ball, but the stronger part of me knew that it wouldn't help.So. Contemplating his inevitable demise was proving to become a tad boring, Xavier thought. Even that damn woman’s presence would have stave off the black thoughts, but Myra needed a few hours of sleep, too, and he had been the one to insist that she needed to go home and rest, since there was no room for her to sleep in Ayn’s home.His former self would have not cared less if Myra was going to have a stiff back by trying to sleep in the only chair in the room. But that was not him anymore. Lord. “Ah well.” It was a bit of a disappointment, but he had nobody to blame but himself. Tessa pointed at the pretty young blonde sitting next to her. “This is Lisa Diamond, the new girl in floral. I told you about her the other night.” “Hello,” he and Lisa both said at the same time. “My husband, Mark,” Tessa finished the introduction. “Tessa says you’re a genius with floral arrangements.” Lisa blushed. “I wouldn’t say that.” “I would, and I did,” Tessa disagreed. “I’m not the only one, either.”. It was a horrible sight. The city was a shadow of its former self, but in the middle of the city, there was a humungous statue of a naked Harson."Magnificent, isn't it?" Harson said. "My dominion." Where are all the men?" Sofia asked."The lucky ones were turned into women," Harson replied. "There were far too many penises on my planet. The unlucky ones are slaves. They built that statue. They built my holy temple, and are currently working on many similar projects all over the world. I could.