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<Pagan and Brit arrive via Pagan's transportation spell.>

Cobalt and Rockhopper lad should be here soon.

Help me set up the arcanna please, Brit.

<Cobalt flies in at top speed, assuming Rockhopper Lad will meet him at the Rookery>

Pagan thought it was a good idea to be here for magical purposes, and I trust her instincts. I'm relieved to have her back actually...I hate magic. But I do know science very well, and Phineas attacks have been time based thus far. So if he screwed up the timeline, we need to find out what's off...

<a weird yearning feeling hits Cobalt suddenly>

Why do I feel like...I have this tremendous guilt, and I don't know why?

Gotta shake it off and get this crisis figured out...

<sees Everyday Girl>

Oh great...Everyday Girl hates me! Whatever she sees in me, it relates to the guilt she feels over what happened to My Whee Fem those years ago. If only Holly Honey could focus that day instead thinking about me...

Here goes...

<approaches Pagan Lass and Everyday Girl>

Pagan, I'm here. Hello, Britney.

Oh look, it's the slut that crawls like a slug.

Gram says I have to be nice to you, whore, so for the next hour I'm canceling exactly half of the promises I've made to myself about killing you...

<span style="font-size: 20px;">THAT WILL BE ENOUGH YOUNG LADY.</span>

Cobalt, I apologize for my ill-mannered Granddaughter.

Is Rockhopper Lad here? I'd hate to start without him. I owe him and the energies we will be stirring up would strengthen his already formidable freezing powers immensely.

Yes ma'm! you don't need to use those command voice tricks on me...


<span style="font-size: 7px;">My would be alive today if Holly wasn't pregnant with one of his demon-spawn brats...</span>

No worries Pagan. <nods to her, not wanting to have Pagan distracted by Everyday Girl>

It'd be better to wait for Rocky, I think.

(So she does blame me. As if I'd be responsible for a bunch of untrained girls trying to take on the Riddler! I hardly know anything about them!)

Doesn't Rocky carry an Omnicom?


<span style="font-size: 7px;">Little demon was a parasite, sucked the energy out of Holly just when she needed it most...</span>

<finishes converation on omni-com>

Rocky should be joining us shortly. Britney, please, try to relax. I'm too busy to be dealing with this right now.

<and so Cobalt makes a call on his omnicom, and yet another major change is revealed. Without Jailbait Lass to convince Cobalt Kid not to invade the Dark Oval on a permanent basis, Cobalt Kid never put a stop to the war between the United Planets and the Dark Oval; the war rages constantly, still to this day; and Cobalt Kid has long been victorious in a stream of continual military victories as thousands, perhaps millions, of lives have been lost; he feels no guilt, no sadness for it; he only feels the anger he kept from the Invasion, as Jailbait Lass was never there to help him let it go>

<Rockhopper Lad, flanked by Time Teller Lad and Hyvvie, enters with a solemn expression on his face>.

I apologize for keeping you waiting, my friends. I was meditating in the Rookery Chapel. We'll need all the help we can get.

Pagan Lass, what may I do to help you?

Glad to see you all here, Rocky!

<turning to Time Teller Lad>

How are you holding up, Tim? I think the time if quickly approaching of when we'll take on Clive's killer once and for all--and I plan to make sure this is for the last time.

<to the rest>

So the goal is to conduct a seance. And Everyday Girl and myself are the keys here...something about chronal energies and changes on Legion World all around the two of us. If something has been changed in the timestream, we might be the ones to figure it out the best.

<eyes Everyday Girl>

I don't really see how though. The two of us hardly are near each other, and to put it plainly, that is by design. There are few reasons we'd ever cross paths, so I can't see the connection.

Cobie, there are many things we will never understand by touching, seeing and hearing. There is something else going on here. Please, let's all go into the library. There is a large table there we can use.

<they all follow>

Well, I'm ready when you are...there is much to be done out there on Legion World.

(And still, something is bothering me...like I owe an old girlfriend a call or something...but there's no way I'd be tied down to any one woman...)

They grasp at straws... as do I.

<span style="font-size: 7px;">Then here is a straw for you to cling to, Ghost Girl... </span>

Spirits Attend, YOU Shall bind yourself to my mystic energies and as you are true to me so shall I be true to you!

<Pagan looks around the room somberly, her eyes meeting and locking with each of the others for an eternal instant. In the window of each eye she sees the same emotions and desires, the same hope, the same fear --not a fear for their own safety but instead the fear that their failure could cost the life of one or more of their friends-- and a fierce, burning, determination to protect their Planet, Family and Loved Ones.>

Now if you will all seat yourselves, Cobalt on my right, Britney on my left, Rocky across from me and is it Tim? if you would be kind enough to stand behind Rocky with your hands on his shoulders... Yes, just like that... And Hywie good and faithful Hywie... if you would lay across Rocky's feet...

<A small smile crosses Pagan's somber face...>

We are not alone in this room my friends... a lovely young woman who has passed the final veil is watching us... perhaps hoping to speak with us...

Here we go...

<sits and waits as Pagan Lass and Rockhopper Lad do their thing, all the while watching as Everyday Girl shoots him dirty looks>

How long before what they do takes effect?

<watches as they concentrate>

And why do I feel this terrible sense of loss, even now? It only feels like its worsening...?

<A vague haze builds up the room, slowly assembling into a column of smoke>

<the smoke swirls and spins as if dancing. Slowly it seems to take on a feminine essence. Smoke colours itself, and form stabilizes. Presently, a young-looking woman takes shape before them>

Greetings, Lady of the Magicks, and to your associates.

I may not be the ghost you sought, but I offer myself as your guest, if you would have me.

You may not be the ghost we seek but your presence here enriches us...

<span style="font-size: 15px;">May Bast Bless and Grant temporary form and substance...</span>

Join Us... Within this room you may be as you once were...

My thanks... but I shall never be as I once was.

<reaches her hand; it passes through Pagan Lass's>

Although you may now see and hear me, I may never again have full corporeal existence. At most, I can but briefly influence the material world... like so.

<Concentrates. The candle closest to Cobaltus briefly flickers,and lifts into the air. After a second or two, it sets back down. Its flame sizzles to a foot or so its height, momentarily bathing the room with a flash of light. Once everyone's eyesight clears, the candles is back to normal, as if it had never been anything but>

H-Have you seen or... met... a girl called... My Wee Fem?

Is she in whatever passes for heaven?

I know of whom you speak. She has not passed on from the mortal coil.

Not Passed!?!? How?

<concentrates for a bit>

I... cannot locate her exact location. I can sense that she is contained somehow... trapped, perhaps.

I... cannot tell how, or where. But i do sense powerful magicks at hand. Tread carefully, if you would seek her. Craft your most potent wards and charms... there is much more to all this than I can glean.

Ghost...why...<pauses>....why...?

<Cobalt again pauses, unsure of how to form his words; at last he speaks>

I feel a tremendous weight upon me. I do not usually feel such weight. Indeed, I feel no guilt or sorrow for any of my actions. But I do now. I feel lost. I feel empty.

Tell me...why do I feel so heartsick? What is wrong with me? Does it relate to these changes i time?

<looks at shadow upon the wall from candlelight; for the first time in what feels like his entire life, the shadow appears different, even incomplete>

Ohmygod! I Saw Her DIE!

Right there! I couldn't get to her in time because I tried to help Holly... And She DIED in my arms...

(Sob) Oh God... Her Blood... (SOB) her blood was all over me...