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[lastsonofangtu]

Mano was sleeping off the last of the physical and emotional exhaustion the fear-gas attack had caused him. He roused briefly because of thirst, but soon slumbered again...

Finally he awoke, feeling achy all over as if he'd sprained his entire body. He opened his eyes, turning toward the mirror, and saw...

Leland McCauleyHe gazed in shock at the

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[young_idealist]

[Armand hasn't spent all night there. But knowing Mano was sleeping had let him relax. But now he's his sister, and he doesn't know how Mano will react to the small, badly dressed, Frenchwoman who is at his door.]

Mano? Tis Armand! Can you hear me?

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[lastsonofangtu]

*more screams and sounds of shattering glass are the only reply Armand gets*

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[young_idealist]

[Remembering the door should be open, Armand pushes inside, and stops and stares at the sight.]

Mano!

[He runs to try to pull the alien away from the mirror. He doesn't even recognize who he looks like now, but it's obviously upsetting.]

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[lastsonofangtu]

*And "McCauley's" rather a mess right now. He'd gotten some serious damage on the mirror by pounding it -- and the mirror's retaliated by slicing up his hands. There's blood spattered on him from the wounds, as well as tiny shards of mirror.*

Wake me or kill me -- wake me or kill me!