fighting my clone (we looked like the the hot alien chicks from Dude Where’s My Car but in Xena warrior gear). we fought only with our own energy, creating a force field boundary around our selves and then standing in Warrior poses. she wanted my pill. i had one and a half pills. i refused. not even a half. it would unlock too many possibilities and i didn’t trust her. the ability to recognize wormholes wasn’t something you just hand over.