[b][u]The Memory Remains[/u][/b] [b]Escapade-Hangar[/b] Python stands by the airlock, holding a beer in his hand. He took a sip, thinking things over in his mind. [i]How will this end? Will Phantom just kill you? No, he tore out Genesis Comms, remember? He has no control over you anymore.... True freedom then. True freedom.[/i] For once, his thoughts were quiet, calm. Sanity, this is what it was like. Not the constant nagging of one part of the mind. It felt good to say the least. To not have a voice silently pointing out his flaws. His shortcomings. His problems. Making them worse at ever chance it got. He took another sip of the beer, looking at the planet below them. What had they called it? Monocrath? Something like that. Didn't matter. It was a pretty planet. At least from space. A wondrous white celestial being. Floating endlessly in space. No sun, no natural life. There was a civilization down there, but they never went outside because it was so cold and dark. Phazon, that horrid substance had the courage to speak in his mind. [i]When will it fall.... When I let it. When the team gives up. It will fall.....soon....[/i] [spoiler]I will make another post after this, that will be the combat post. This is for interaction and....clearing the air, if you would[/spoiler]