[b]Frisky was sitting in her room, sulking. It'd been like this the past couple months, ever since... Well, ever since something happened that broke her. She decided that it was enough. She would have her back. She'd bring her back. There would be no way around it. She got up, and walked into the sunlight, and veered right. Right over to a grave. She'd bring her back. Nothing would stop her. She was going to dig the corpse up, even without a shovel. She began to dig. A few hours later, Frisky had finally found what she was looking for. A stone casket. She slides the lid off, and peers inside. The corpse was still completely intact. She lifted it up, onto her shoulders, then she started walking towards the alien's ship. She made it to the ship, and kicked the door. It quickly opened, and an alien came out. It was Ry. She was wearing a pair of robes, orange with red, flamelike patterns. Her purple hair was tied up, and her yellow eyes gazed over the small woman and the much larger corpse.[/b] Ry: "I told you people, I can't bring things back to life! I'm a surgeon, not a miracle worker!" Frisky: "I don't want you to bring her back to life. That's my job. I just want you to fix the corpse so it's good as new. Can you do that?" Ry: "Yeah, I can do that. Put her on the ramp." [b]Frisky puts the corpse down on the ramp, and starts to walk off again. Now she just needed the soul. It was time to find Remy.[/b] [spoiler]For Wehb.[/spoiler]