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Tobias and Rachel are using Lucy's morph again for the speed on a little trip down to Texas. Tobias is getting a feel for the dragon body. It's rather interesting, really. Power and grace and the ever-present hunger...

He and Rachel stoop simultaneously toward a deserted town. He's morphing almost as soon as he hits the ground.

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At least he's learning.

She breaks ground within the next ten minutes, and even Rachel can't push it much further than that. Not when the prospect of being stuck in morph would leave her as a mole.

<Okay,> she says, once she pokes her nose out into fresh air again beside Tobias and squirms her fat little body out of the hole. <I'll take Lucy's morph and watch. Yell if you need anything.>

<I will.>

He morphs down to mole and moves through her tunnel quickly. She's pushed far, and it only takes another ten minutes to get into the building. He pushes through and morphs hawk before looking around. <This is disgusting,> he tells Rachel helpfully.

<I can't imagine that it's much better up here,> Rachel agrees, up in the air as a dragon, circling. She's up as high as she can go without compromising her vision and...

Well, she's hungry. It's a good thing she's already used to nightmares.

<See anything?>

<I think I see a spot where we can open it up. Get some light in here. I'm going to morph dragon.> He does so, arching up his neck up and reaching to bite off a structurally supporting section, opening up the roof.

<Are you su->

When the roof starts to open up below her, Rachel chuckles a little in their heads, vaguely approving. No one ever said she didn't appreciate straightforwardness.

Which is why she dives down to help, wings beating to keep her aloft while her claws dig into the hole Tobias made.

<Now we can actually take a look around,> Tobias says, taking a second to swallow a piece of the building.

Does that mean her, too? Rachel's taking it as such, tearing the hole a little wider so she can wriggle in after Tobias, looking around in the dim light. She comes to the following conclusion:

<Still gross.>

But at least she's stating the obvious while looking around, putting her nose to the ground and sniffing. That heart thing, the worm, it isn't going to smell like rot and blood. And it just might be the only thing that doesn't.

<That's what did all this?> Tobias asks, eying it with disgust. Which is a hard emotion to pick out on a dragon's face.

It's pale and crumpled, a few yards across. It hadn't really looked like a heart when they'd come across it the first time, when the worm had squirmed it's way free, but the wrinkled grey mass it is now looks quite a bit like a collapsed organ.

The disgust on Rachel's dragon face is similar to Tobias'.

<I don't know. It's what the worm thing came out of. It's what we were attacking when the building went down. More importantly, it's the only thing that doesn't reek.>

That alone makes it kind of special.

<Is it still dangerous, do you think?> Tobias asks, keeping his distance.

<It's not a weapon, if that's what you mean... I think.> Rachel walks closer to it and pokes at it with a claw, trying to lift one of the folds. <It didn't do anything when were inside. The things in here just freaked out when we went after it, so...>

Obviously, the only natural thing to do was to go after it.

<Some sort of... brain thing?> A controlling intelligence?

<Or just the power source.>

Guess which idea sits better with Rachel.

<It's the only one I saw.>

Frowning internally (a dragon's face really isn't made for the expression), Rachel drops the bit of the 'heart' she'd been holding and sniffs at the ground again. <Did you see any other worm-things? Like what I was fighting when I came out?>

<No,> he shook his massive head. <Nothing like that. Other disgusting stuff, yes. But not that.>

The sound in their heads is a sigh, but Rachel's dragon throat growls irritably.

<We're not finding anything new.>

<For what?>

Grumpy Rachel is grumpy. Also hurling herself into the air to put distance between herself and what the dragon brain is informing her is a tasty snack.

Tobias just shakes his head and launches himself after her. <Now what?>

She lands not to far away, closer to the tree line that leads to wilderness than the mass of rotting flesh. Specifically, it's downwind - so she can demorph.

And be grumpy that way instead.

"How should I know?" Rachel growls, once she has a mouth to growl with again. "I don't even know what we're looking for."

Tobias demorphs too and moves in to land on Rachel's shoulder. Then he leans his head against against hers in silence.

She's startled by the motion, not the action - as soon as he's landed, Rachel lets out a soft breath.

And then another one, larger, deflating a little under his talons. She doesn't say anything, but she can't get the thought out of her head either.

She needs Jake if she's going to be of any use to anyone.

He's thinking the same thing, really.

<We'll figure something out.> Even if that something is finding someone who can make the decisions.

The next noise she makes is derisive at best. Figure what out, for what purpose, and to what end?

Another deep breath is released, sharply, and Rachel shakes her head. Even that motion is small, though, careful of Tobias' position on her shoulder.

"Let's get out of here," she mutters.

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