Celador had left the meeting with the Captain and senior staff a few minutes after the captain was taken to sickbay. He wasn’t happy with the whole situation, being stuck in Alita’s body, being a teenager again.

‘We’ve been dismissed’ Squared commented as Celador walked back to his quarters.

‘And?” Cel replied in thought, his prescriptive was different, he hated it. He was normally a calm individual, thoughtful, strategic. Now, in this state he was confused, hormonal out of control.

‘Let’s take advantage of it.’

‘Oh stop it.’ He thought back in anger. He he felt something change, he felt hard, stiff, wet, he could not longer feel anything. He felt like he was part of the earth, then suddenly he looked around. He could see again, but everything was strange, a ball of yarn rolled past him, he looked down. He was a yarn figure. Then before he could even process that information, he blacked out. When he awoke he was laying in the corridor. He glanced around confused, but he felt something familiar. He looked at his hands and body. He was himself again. He found he could move, sit up.

‘I don’t ever want to go through that again.’ Squared stated in Cel’s mind.

‘Agreed.’ Cel thought back looking around.

-Cel