| "Yes," Dead Vincent nods his vaporous head. "I agree, especially as
I hope to have a long future life in whichever of these bodies I select
to take as my own."
Living Dr. Vincent's eyes bug out at the last part of the statement.
A detached part of himself was happy that the ghost had finally started
to sound halfway sane by agreeing to neutralize the danger posed by the
slipgates, but the rest of him was shocked and sickened that even a mirror
image could be so……cruel and cold as to even THINK about taking the body
of another. Especially when some of those bodies belonged to those that
he, the living Dr. Vincent, was fond of!
The living Dr. Vincent, in the process of dredging up the exorcism spell
he had learned from a wondering priest/magi decades ago…..pauses when his
eyes fall upon Inquirer's gem. In a flash, the eccentric magi recognizes
the significance of the runes on the mechanical construct's forehead as
random facts from different people nit and connect to form a plan to the
old mage.
Dead Vincent, having tensed at the look he'd seen in his living counterpart's
eyes, pauses in his silent incantation to lightning bolt his brother…..and
stares in utter confusion as his brother laughs scornfully.
"PIKER!" Living Vincent shouts, laughing at the ghost. "I guess you
aren't like me after all! You truly are only playing at being a man bent
on combining science and magic into a truly blessed synergy!"
The living Vincent plows on before his undead counterpart can grow angry.
"If you were anything like me," the old magi chuckles. "Then you'd have
noticed the true nature of the…..female Golem."
"I was more interested in the five Crystallics that the dragons and
the other magic users somehow had," murmurs the ghost in an annoyed voice.
He then slaps himself and laughs a mad….delighted laugh as the image of
the gem in Inquirer's forehead causes the scattershot memories garnered
from Sigin Vulpine and Alicia 2 to congeal, revealing at what the living
Dr. Vincent was saying.
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 "Why didn't I see it before!"
the ghost whispers, moving closer to Inquirer.
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