Spooky, really, considering you're not related. Also, there is a similarity to your noses," she said smiling."May I help you? Did you want something?"...I asked her, trying to change the subject."I am scheduled for this terminal next. I just wanted to let you finish before I kicked you off," she replied with a grin."Oh, my time is up, sorry," I replied and cleared the terminal."Not at all. I was just going to look up a sculptor for my class. He is a recent sculptor and boring. He is into modern. I could reach out my hand and touch it. There was only a little space between my hand, which was resting on Madison's back, and the old tiles. Madison's back, in fact seemed to almost touch the ceiling. We landed on the feather mattress with a swoosh. Somehow I'd managed to stay inside her during the drop, and the weight of her falling on top of me knocked the breath out of me. I lay there trying to get air into my lungs while she slid off of me. She rolled over to my side and hugged me. It seemed male, it spun the crazy straw and pointed the end the magic was exiting at James, it however lost its massive imposing appearance now it looked like a fast moving stream of fluid that struck James, as it hit him he began to glow"How could you do that!?" The Goddess questioned furiouslyThe God shrugged "You mean you were just gonna make all his mates better than him? Kinda feels like projection to me. Besides this is more fun!" He asserted mischievously. Steam shot off the Goddess as. This particular weapon is for close personal defense, as pistols are now. However, there is a difference. If you would, look at the dummies."All eyes went to the targets; only at the last heartbeat did Gryllos realize that whatever happened to them was secondary to how it happened, so his eyes returned quickly to the general.It was quick. Had he not thought to look at once, he'd have missed it. Brigadier Markos reached into a pistol holster and pulled out what looked like a very large pistol.