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:: This is Knock Out, Medical doctor. Is this a medical emergency? ::

“Hello,” he answered Dreamsight, “I’m Rafael, but you can call me Raf.  Nice to meet you.”

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“You’ve been working all day, Rafael,” Moonbeam said, “Why don’t you come out for a fly with me?”

A dragon muzzle poked at his back when Raf grumbled.  He had so much homework to do.  So many projects...

Yet when he turned around to tell Moonbeam of this, he noticed a sick grin on her visage.  Behind her visor was a lit cockpit, with Silas sneering at its helm.  Raf gasped and nearly fell backwards out of his chair.

“Careful now, Rafael,” Silas’s mouth moved but Moonbeam’s voice spoke, “We don’t want to have you damaged before transit.”

“What have you done to Moonbeam?!”

“Oh, she wasn’t very cooperative.” He chuckled, low and throaty, unnatural for Moonbeam’s vocals.  “So we made her more...user-friendly.”

Raf’s heart twisted in his chest.  His friend made into nothing more than a husk, a machine.  She was gone.  “No...”

A claw reached out for him.

“You’re not taking me with you!” he cried, scrambling out of his chair and running to try and find somewhere to hide.

“I think you’ll find,” Silas called after him, “That you don’t have much of a choice.”

Raf glanced up from his laptop screen to see an old yet familiar face.  He perked.  “Hey, Moonbeam!  Long time no see!”