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Amnity's throat and mouth burned, but not to the degree where she would jump into a tub of ice water to cool herself off. She couldn't feel the full intensity of the chili, being genetically enhanced, but she could still feel that spiciness. She wiped away a tear that had collected around her eye, then continued eating. Her eyes were still glowing though, her organs working double time to digest the spicy chili. "So this is what spicy is." Amnity chuckled a bit. "I like it. You should cook more often Zazhi."

Amnity smiled, blinking away a few tears. "That's alright. I think I'm beginning to like this spicy foods....Maybe not as much as cake or ice-cream." She chuckled a bit, then got up and got herself a glass of water. "It makes my heart beat faster, it's good for stamina too."

"I'll be glad to help you find the missing pieces Laviatar." in all sense he too wanted to see what the song told of when completed.

Amnity nodded, gulping down the water. She sat back down on her seat and wiped her mouth before finishing up her plate, her eyes still watering a bit. "I'll cook for Laviatar, I know what she likes." Amnity offered, cleaning her plate. Vosa trotted over though, and when the soldier wasn't paying attention he began eating the left over chili. Suddenly the dog let out a yelp, then ran over to his water bowl and began lapping up water to cool himself off.

Vosa huffed, shaking his head a bit. He hated the daily lessons that he got, mainly because he had to learn them the hard way. He trotted into the living room, taking a seat by the couch. Amnity followed after him, rubbing her stomach as the spicy chili was being digested in her stomach. "...I'll let her try some then. She'd like it. But if it gets too intense then there will be no more chili for her."

Amnity thought the same thing. She jumped on the couch and laid down in complete laziness, the remote in one hand and a couch pillow behind her head. "Lets find out." She said, flipping through channels. News, infomercial, cartoons (maybe later), and news again. A few thefts, missing cars, a video tape of a black Mustang soaring through the city sky. She didn't even stop flipping to see the news on that, she just kept channel surfing. Eventually, she just settled with cartoons. A cat and a mouse chasing each other around a house, committing violent acts for the entertainment of the viewers. Jerry and Tom or something like that.

Amnity watched as the clever little mouse hid behind the refrigerator as he was bieng chased, and just as the cat came around the corner Jerry whacked him with a frying pan. It created an indent of the cat's face on the metal, and he was momentarily stunned before continuing to chase after the mouse. "That could have killed a real cat." She said a-matter-a-factly. "I should know."

Amnity watched for a few more minutes silently. Suddenly, she grinned. The grin turned into a chuckle, the chuckle formed into a laugh. This was entertaining and funny. She was like a child again, laughing and squealing at every little funny thing they do. Then again, she never actually had a real childhood. Unless one would consider being experimented on, tortured, killing people, and being kept in a small white cell an awesome childhood. "He'll never catch that mouse." Amnity said, the smile still on her face. "He keeps falling for his traps.....Watch out!" She called out to the Tv, covering her face, giggling again as Jerry closed a flat iron board on Tom's head.