WHAT GOOD DIVIDES?
Carmine's Quarters Jekyll stood nervously in the small room, looking around for something to attract his attention. Carmine had begged him to stay and keep her some company, if only for a little while. He knew he shouldn't have, and he kept telling himself over and over again that it was a bad idea. But, despite her young years, Carmine already had an eloquent mastery of a woman's wile. In fact, she seemed to be able to mix her maturity and control the remaining child in her to achieve an innocence it was near impossible to say no to. Of course, when he told her that, she merely laughed and said he was some soft object. Suddenly, a strain of colorful wordsburst loudlyfrom the closet causing him to jump. Walking over, he peaked his head in and saw Carmine angrily clutching ahanger in one hand and the coat in the other. "Is there anything I can do?" he asked cautiously. "Not unless you can loan me a pistol so I can shoot whoever came up with the idea for hangers," Carmine replied, trying again to hang up her coat, "God, how I hate these things!" A small smile found it's way on Jekyll's lips, but he suppressed it quickly. "Here," he said, "I'll do it." Taking the items from Carmine, he easily pulled the coat over the hanger and placed it on the rack. "There you are," he said, looking over at Carmine. "Thanks," she muttered, heading out. He stepped out of the way so she could make it to her bed. Plopping down, she looked over at him expectantly. "You know you can sit down, don't you?" she said, an amused tone in her voice. "If you insist," replied Jekyll, walking over to the chair, "I don't wish to im-" "Why does it always have to be if I insist?" interrupted Carmine, "Honestly, doctor, you don't have to be so polite around me." Jekyll paused. He was sure the girl meant well, but the carelessness of the statement seemed lost on her. His manners, and really his entire polite aire were the only thing that he felt visibly seperated him from Edward. Without them, he wasn't sure what to do. "A-are those your parents?" he asked, pointing to the picture he had seen before. The picture, held within a metallic looking frame, showed a small family. Carmine and her brother were clearly the two children and had definitely taken after their parents. The man was dark haired and had deep green eyes. The woman was blond but carried Carmine's brown eyes. Both people seemed tall, even in the photograph. "Yeah," Carmine replied, and Jekyll noted the wistfullness of her statement, "They're dead." "Oh!" exclaimed Jekyll, "I'm very sorry, I thought..." Carmine waved him off. "I mean, they're dead as of this century," she said, and added seeing his befuddled expression, "They were 'time agents' as well. Unfortunately they're cover ended upbeing so installed that they couldn't leave the century they were in. That's why I live with my brother." "Oh, oh, I see," replied Jekyll, still sounding confused. Carmine smirked. "No, you don't," she replied teasingly, "But it's okay. They're almost equal to dead in the way of time travelers," her voice suddenly grew lower and sadder, "Technically we're not allowed to see them, Jake and I. It would corrupt the timeline." Not that you have a problem with that, said Hyde suddenly. Be quite, Edward, replied Jekyll. "I am truly sorry about your lose," he said allowed. Carmine let out a shaky breathe and smiled. "No bi-I mean, it's alright," she said. Suddenly the alarms went off.
Bridge of the Nautilus
It took only about a minute for the others to make it to the bridge and by then Nemo had everything under control. Just as he had left,he had felt an almost imperceptable jarring. Instinctively, he had turned back and arrived in time to see the developing landscape of a large green paniced by the suprising sight, the Bo'sun had tripped the alarm. Now everyone stood, staring in awe at the island as the Nautilus lay waiting.
"I still don't see how we couldn't see it before!" remarked Ashanti again.
"Probably because it was cloaked," replied Carmine, smirking.
Nemo and Ashanti looked over at her.
"It's a technology of my time," Carmine replied, sounding as though she were talking to a young child, "It's a forcefield. A wave of energy that acts like solid matter. In some cases, it can even block or refract light, creating invisibility."
"But if it acts like solid matter, how did we get through it?" said Tom, taking part in the conversation.
Carmine shot him a demeaning look.
"Because," she replied, "Our prey is now our host."
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