Clone City. An unused terrace. Jeimu meets Fi.

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Fi frowned thoughtfully, tapping his stylus against his cheek and curling his toes slightly as his pet winglizard crawled across them in pursuit of the massive crickets that this terrace was home to. He knew what he wanted to write... but he wasn't sure exactly how to word it. The exciting part of the story was done- the fighting and such- everyone had gone home and the med tech had cared for those who needed it.

But what was supposed to happen? What was a happy way to end a story?

Clone City. The main assembly room. Jav and 'Mu come for a visit.

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Jav looked around as he and his wife stepped through the portal, still thinking that Fi was nuts.

But then he blinked as they came into a huge room (it must have been intended as some sort of hanger) that teemed with clones. All were busy pursuing recreational activities as diverse as sitting and listening to someone talk or playing DDR on the row of machines against the inner wall. Others were good-naturedly yakking away to the accompaniment of mild violence and laughter. And here and there one could be seen seriously teaching some small colourful pet toy this command or activity.

The hyper clone's mouth spread into a wide grin as he reached for Jeimu's hand. "Would ye lookit that?"