"Oh how I wish this mission was over already..."
Do a quick check to see if I can contact Steve.
Static. Awesome.
"Well...blimey, that's really unsettling. You're like a little part of my worst nightmare that somehow slipped into reality. Wouldn't it be wiser to...not use any more of them thingamajings? at least until we get back on ship."
Be weirded out, drink a swig of scotch
You hide behind the robot, trying your best to drink the image of Leon out of your skull.
[end:4]
IT'S NOT WORKING!
Remove a tear from the pack with my mouth and place it on whats left of the old me then focus on it.
"I wonder if I can grow a second me."
((In the name of all that is holy and unmaimed somebody stop him. Somebody think of the children!))
Stand well back from Leon. Well back.
You Join pancaek behind the robot, simultaneously shaking your head in disgust and covering it in fear.
"I wonder whats going to happen."
Lean on wall while waiting.
You lean on the wall and yawn. Robots and alien artifacts. Meh.
Remove a tear from the pack with my mouth and place it on whats left of the old me then focus on it.
"I wonder if I can grow a second me."
[will:6-1]
The world vanishes in a burst of light and when it clears you're whole once more, your stony body restored to how it once was. The light glowing within you is even brighter now, as though you contain your own, inner sun. You are grossly incandescent.
The room seems to echo with an odd sort of noise, a modulated, segmented, Gregorian moan and the hiss of of air being sucked violently away. Somewhere below the group hear a metallic thudding, growing closer, faster until the floor near leon glows red then yellow then white in and instant and liquid flame explodes out and into the room, boiling across the ground as a being, barely seen, just a black core in a corona of unearthly white flame rises from the molten hole and hovers in mid air. Timmy is back.