"She likes to have sex," Gustave said. "Lots of it. In every possible place, every conceivable position, any number of partners."
Alfred looked at him funny. "And how do you know this?"
"I didn't do it with her!" Gustave exclaimed. "Everyone in Dragonstorm knew this! It was a common table topic!"
Sharon looked at her oddly. "I sure hope the chip doesn't do that to me."
Stern stared at Roux with newly found disgust. "That's disgusting. Doesn't she have any values?"
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"He's adapting well to the lack of his powers," Dr. Bjurling replied. "We haven't let him leave the testing chamber yet, just have to run a few more postliminary tests, but he's rather happy about the whole thing."
"The serum is practically ready for distribution," added Falco. "Only a little bit more research needs to be done on the aftereffects, but enough time has passed that the odds of anything particularly catastrophic are pretty low."
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Inside the testing chamber, Siberys was looking up a Canadian dragon community on an XO-1 laptop.
Dr. Bradley was running some of Siberys' blood through a centrifuge. Wayne had casually walked up to the glass and was observing Siberys' screen. "Is that where you hope to live once you're done?"
"Nuance Draconic Communes," Siberys nodded. "I passed through it during my travels, a nice little place. I was sorry when I had to leave. Speaking of which..." he closed the laptop. "When do I get to leave?"
"Very soon," Bradley called over, not taking his eyes off the centrifuge. "Iron sample, final protein analysis, and that's pretty much it. Just little things, and you'll be out of here."
Siberys observed the two. "Before you two arrived, Drs. Falco and Bjurling talked to me about what happened at Pelvanida a few months ago. But their version made it sound like you two were left incapacitated in the control room. How did you survive?"
"It was thanks to Bradley that I'm alive," Wayne admitted. "I was knocked unconscious during an assault by Dragonstorm guards."
"I was injured in the same assault, but only received a broken arm," Bradley chimed in. "I remained conscious. When warning of the air strike sounded throughout the base I dragged Mr. Anthony to the sublevels and hid us in one of the titanium vaults where they used to store non-integrated experiments. Miraculously, it survived Pelvanida's destruction; and even more miraculously, I refrained from eating Mr. Anthony for three days until we were rescued."
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Shelton checked to make sure he still had his card. There it was, still in his wallet.
Behind him, his three soldiers did likewise. "Uhh, guys?" asked Mnestheus. "I don't think I have my card. I left it at the prison."
"Oooh, that's bad," snickered Narcissus. "They're gonna have to do a bunch of extra tests, even strip-search you, you know."
Mnestheus paled. "No they won't! You're lying!"
"Oh, they will!" joked Narcissus. "They have to, it's the rules! The real bad kind, with a rectal probe and everything!"
"They aren't gonna do a rectal probe!" Mnestheus retorted hotly, flushing red. "Are they gonna do a rectal probe?" he asked Achilles nervously.
Achilles said nothing, merely continued to stare straight ahead.
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