[b]Willow[/b]

Willow reached down and pulled at her brother's arms. The scales felt comforting against her skin. Just like old times...

"Oh, Warren you can breathe fire again!" she said alloud. Suddenly, the intercoms came on before Warren could respond. 

She listened carefully, memorizing it. What do those fuck-faces have in mind now? 

Willow stared as the girl with clones approached her in unison and asked her to team. 

Willow smiled. She hadn't had a mind to latch on in almost a year. 

[i]"Friends?"[/i] Willow whispered into the back of the girl's mind. 

[b]Warren[/b]

"Oh, Warren you can breathe fire again!" Willow happily cheered as she ran her fingers up his arm. 

He had become use to it in those times when they actually saw each other, but now it seemed like a memory. 

The intercoms came on. 

Warren couldn't breathe. Willow was surely going to break one of the rules, it was in her nature. 

Warren listened as a new voice asked Willow to team with her. He stood up, feeling his way to a wall as Willow stayed silent. 

"Willow," he said, his voice shaking as he clung to the wall. "Don't."