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The nine months since I'd been freed from stasis ,those lonely long months with each day begining with the single question:
"is it ready?"i asked the skitter ,preparing myself for the usual yet bitter dissapointment of the skitter shaking its claw like head
It nodded it head
"stupid machine you never bring any good news - wait a second did you nod your head"
The skitter nodded is head againn! No this must be some sort of joke a nod must be an obscene gesture in skitter language, yeah that sounds about right , but on the other hand if he was nodding and if a nod meaant yes and if it wasn't lying and if he wasn't dreaming then this could be the best day of my life since i erradicated the bark rot in my left foot.weighing up the odds i suppose that this is the best chance i've had since my awakening from stasis.
"okay lead the way" I try to keep my normal grumpy demenour as I march along the corridor but the excitement that i keep trying to stamp into the dark recesses of my mind overpowering.I mean,for god sake,i just smiled at a technician.I gulped shuddered in disgust at myself and march on.
The stasis door hisses open.A figure lies within the shadows.I smile smugly and wait for the skitters inevitable "what is that" oh damm they cant talk i'll have to improvise.
"what skitter,you want to know what that is.well it's quite an interesting story actually,it starts the day I was brought out of stasis and discovered my grotesque ,sorry,magnificent form and how i came about.you see I have everything i want ,looks,a job,respect however i have one thing missing someone to gloat about it to so on that day I created this from the dna databanks that created me,its identical to me in everyway ,It took 9 months to grow but now it is..."
the figure stepped forwards revealing its hair of leaves it bark like skin and its outstrechted hand whiched reached out to shake mine
"this"I said with the most smugness i could muster "is my twin"

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