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Hey Brit, check out Lady Librarian ... she actually left the stacks for once ... wonders never cease ...

so, what brings you to Shakes?

I'm just dropping off the lunch order for the construction crew over at the Security Office, Mr Sharky.

You should drop by and talk to Architect Lady about your tank. She can design in any improvements you need or want.

Yes Shark Lad by all means stop by the Security Office and see Colleen, she has some marvelous ideas for your tank.

Brit... If you've given Babette the order we need to get going...

I just need to refresh myself...

<Walks to the Ladies Room>

Odd... this room feels younger than the rest of the building...

(What is this dame mumbling about?)

Alright then, I'm out of here ... say, Brit, you're looking pretty good, by the way ... sorry I kept bugging you about looking knocked up ...

next stop, Security Office ...

<as Phineas B. Fuddle activates his celestial mechanism in his Orrery , a whiteout of chronal regression begins to spread across this establishment>

<Legion World is dying>

[Raging Bull strolls in, spurs jangling]

What's happened to this place in the last coupla' months?

I'll have a Maker's Mark, barkeep.

[tips hat]

I'll have a Red Ranger.

Bring it over by the fireplace, Babette, and have a scotch ready for Cobalt when he gets here...


Truth and Justice shall Prevail!
(It used to be that everything on Legion World started either here or at the Security Office. I wonder if things will ever be that way again?)

<span style="font-size: 8px;">Mind if I join you Ranger?</span>

<Lands on the end table next to Ranger's Easy Chair.>

<span style="font-size: 8px;">If I can find some place to sit, that is...</span>

<Looks around... She is Cack sized, 18 inches tall, and everything in the room is designed for normal sized humans...>

Babette, bring a chair with some extra cushions and whatever My wants to drink...


Truth and Justice shall Prevail!
(Maybe a booster seat?)

<enters, sees Space Ranger and smiles, and joins him, and sips his scotch>

Just like old times, eh?

<looks around>

I missed you, old friend. I was able to get away from the crowds for a few moments. The celebrations will probably continue for a few days.

Where do we start? Let me--I think you shouldn't bother restoring the current Security Office. Because I think its you and I started from the ground-up, once again, to restore it to its former glory.

Once you were gone...it never felt the same for me. I lost a lot of interest and enthusiasm. When I started to piece together the Phineas B. Fuddle threat, I made a big show to distance myself from the Security Office for cover. I wasn't sure I'd ever return. But you're back and well--I think there's still a lot of good we can do on Legion World.

<sips his drink>

So what I mean is, I'm sorry. Sorry for the fight, sorry for being on the run and all the damage. To everyone, but really to you especially. You've never let me down, and you've always been there when I needed you.

You also can kick my ass which is why I don't fight fair

But Ranger, I think we can do it like old times. Like when we were with Sarya. Start the whole Security Office over. Co-Chiefs of Security, everyone answers to us.

<extends hand>

What do you say?

<Grasps Cobie's hand just a little too hard... then smiles and eases off quickly.>

I don't know if we can recapture the past... or if we really want to. But we can go forward together and see whats there for us.


Truth and Justice shall Prevail!
(You still need to answer a question for me...)

<Flies up and plants herself in mid air between Ranger and Cobalt.>

<span style="font-size: 8px;">Hey! Macho Men! What about the rest of us? The ones who actually make the Security Office Work! What are we supposed to do while you two are bonding and being big celebrity type heroes?</span>

Get the paperwork in order of course . We've got a complicated move ahead of us, and Shark Lad's tank can't get spilled all over Legion World.

Fire away Ranger, and I'll answer what I can. I also promise to be a lot more forthcoming about what's going on from now on. Or try at least...

While we were in the Banned'em Zone you said something that indicated that you knew how I was resurrected...


Truth and Justice shall Prevail!
(And that you had something to do with it...)

A Cheese Breeze, if you please.

<before Space Ranger gets an answer, an alert goes off on Cobie's omni-com>

Well Ranger, I'm glad you said yes. I've got a surprise for you waiting.

<sips his drinks>

As to your question...

...well, its not as complicated as you think, though perhaps a little. You see, I had a hard time getting over the idea that you were dead. So I hatched this idea to try to heal you with my powers. Well, that didn't work and Dr. One talked me out of it.

But well, we began to think a little on it, and started to wonder if well...you were ever dead in the first place. Your Daxamite physiology after all--it would only need the correct amount of sunlight to recharge. Who knows if you can actually be killed like a normal person? And that's what happened, we helped recharge you with yellow sunlight to restore you to life.

We kept it secret though for our own reasons. I promised Dr. One I'd take full responsibilty for it. I had no idea when you'd awake, and in the meantime, I had Dr. Mayavale hypnotie me so that I wouldn't remember you'd return in the first place. That wore off though once I saw Mayavale again after your return.

I had my reasons, Ranger, for the secrecy. I desperately wanted you restored to life, and when I did realize it could be done, its what gave me some hope that all of the secrets, all of the mysteries and the enemies of Legion World could be defeated. But I did fear that your great enemy would find out. And that was something I could not risk.

<sips scotch>

So yes, Dr. One and I are responsible for restoring you to life. One last time: welcome back, old friend.

Hmmm... My Great Enemy?

Have they been seen in this part of the Galaxy?

So anyway, Thank you, I'll try to return the favor the next time you're dead and I'm alive...

Truth and Justice shall Prevail!
(Ex-Wives! )

Mind if I join you Bro'?

I'll have a Joe n' Jonnie, Babette.

If I order a white zinfindel, would that be girly?

(enters the saloon. scoffs at all the dust. walks up to the bar, and clears throat in hopes of attracting staff.)

(when none comes, walks behind the bar and helps himself to a bottle of Chateau Picard Pinot Grigio '58 specially preserved in a temporal encasement to maintain optimal age. ignores the label that clearly reads, "save for Abin Quank's achievement of Time Trapper status")

(pours a half-glass, swirls around, and savors the aroma)

Ah, Chateau Picard... that brings back memories...

(takes a sip)

yes.

just as delicate as I recalled.

(continues)

so. Mr. Legolas.

I do believe it's time we had ourselves a little talk.

I have some particulars to ask about your boss. Some of my field agents have turned up some... interesting details.

But first...

(glances around)

..allow me to jam this conversation from unwanted surveillance.

(as Kent activates his tech, even someone leaning over the shoulder of the two men would hear only a static-y disruption pattern.)

(you, the viewer, do your best to lip-read, but slowly you realize even that means of spying has been jammed to you)

(all you come away from your observation is the abject fear upon Legolas' face, and Kent's grimness at having his suspicions confirmed)

(As Kent departs, Legolas hits the wine even harder)

Bah! Enough of this!

That insufferable Mr. Shakespeare makes even a nice glass or five of '58 Picard taste sour.

There must be better sport to be had elsewhere on this miserable little orb...

(heads for the door, only slightly tipsy)