The Writer's Café

Suddenly, someone sneaks in and takes a cookie. he sneaks away, and walks behind Reg. He throws the cookie at her head, and she catches it without looking with perfect reflexes and timing, and begins eating it.
 
"You can do that," Lady says referring to cutting Alex, "But I for one need some lunch, and there's a very nice diner down the street. I would eat here, but irin's taking so long! Bye, guys, Reg."
 
iNath said:
"we could find a way to cure him"says nath in a quiet but strong voice.
"No." replies Reg, suddenly angry.

"He cannot be 'cured'! He was designed to be this way forever!"

Reg calms down.

"Excuse me. I must fix something."


Reg runs out the door.

When she comes back, she looks somehow.... different.
 
Alex interupts our conversation.

"Reg is right. I cannot be cured. I was designed like this for a reason." he said, looking knowingly at Reg.


"If we somehow cure him, it could be very dangerous.... The possibilities are too horrible to describe."
 
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