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< 'What the bloody nass is going on here?' Reflecto thought.

'Cobalt Kid has really gotten here into this one!'

'One moment I am chaperoning a former pirate to make sure he's a good boy ... and now I am in the middle of several shit piles! This is what the other new LMBPers were talking about ... these old schoolers are nearly as corrupt as the villains we face ... most of which involve conflicts brought on by their own scheming and plots.'

Reflecto's face turns dark, she suddenly feels very out of her depth. Also, she felt a bit foolish trying to rescue Dedman ... 'How was SHE supposed to know he comes back from the dead!' >

<she said with a sour face>
"Bartender. I'll take something alcoholic now ... make it a double."

Now you're speaking my language.

<Renly backs away from chaos, signals the bartender and puts and arms around Reflekto's waste>

Did I hear you are a doctor? Quite the multi-talented hero. Something else else tells me I better stick by you if I want to make out well on Legion World.

There's no fighting in Shakes but I will gladly take you outside and break every bone in your body if you don't remove those hands.

<she says in a flat wry manner, and moves to where Exnihil and Dead Man are talking.>

Well? If the package is none of our business ... I guess we'd better get on with it and help you get your power back.

... Anything's better than waiting around here to get groped again by ... Mr. Randy the Pirate.

<gulps down drink>

<turns to Babette>

I love a woman with spunk.

<downs drink>

(Well, if I can't get the girl, I guess I can try for the treasure... )

Ex, do you need a hand helping your friend?

On a sunny mountaintop overlooking a beach, Invisible Brainiac and Blaze gaze appreciatively at a white marble temple. The ancient structure gleams in the sunlight; though it's no longer used to worship the same ancient gods, it still stands as a testament to the grandeur of a civilization long gone.

As they approach the temple, Invisible Brainiac's Omnicom beeps. He turns to look at Blaze, who nods.

"Go and take a quick look, but no more than 5 minutes okay?" Blaze winks.

IB smiles appreciatively, then checks the message. He raises his eyebrow at the report. "Huh. So he's resurfaced..."

"Who?" Blaze asks.

"We met him during the Oval War. The former pirate I pointed out."

"The annoyingly charming one? The one you said you'd like to put in his place?"

"Yup. One and the same. And where he is, adventure and mayhem usually folow..."

"So... do we have to cut our vacation short?"

IB frowns, considering. Then he shakes his head. "Nah. There's someone already on it. Come on. This temple may wait for us, but the party on the beach tonight won't!"

Lance walks into Shakes, finding a seat in a dark corner. No one is sitting near him, but considering his unshaven appearance and the fact that he has forgotten his deodorant three days running isn't likely to attract others to his table, or to any nearby.

The waitress' hips waved hello as she brought him his usual, a shot and a beer and a scowl.

Lance glanced at her posterior as she walked away, and he tried to forget the rest of the world...

As Lance stares into his drink he fails to notice a shadowy figure behind him. Gesturing to Babette to send Lance another drink, the figure places a small Omnicom on the table next to Lance’s Glass.
“Hey!” starts Lance “who are……….” But as he turns there is no one there.

Puzzled Lance picks up the Omnicom and starts to read.

Elsewhere, Kinetix sips a mojito. "Mmm, minty. I love how SHAKES now allows for takeout..."

The ice cubes in her glass glitter with an emerald glow as she does.

Lance sips his drink as he reads the Omnicon. The text reads, "Meet me behind the bar at 2am. Come alone. You know what I want."

Puzzled, Lance looks around, wondering if the green glow on the other side of the room was real, or was the by-product of a really good drink.

*Invisible Brainiac pops in with his light powers and sees Lance, an old friend. He can't really talk right now, but he leaves Lance something he knows Lance will recognize*

Lance looks around to see a bucket filled with ice, with 6 beers nestled in, each from a different UP world. Sweet-tasting Naltorian beer, the more bitter Rimbor version, a pluberry-flavored Winathian brand, thick Raltveech brew, a light Alephian mix and the classic brew from Earth.

Beer in a bucket.

Lance fondles the bottle of Naltorian beer..then pulls his hand back, unsure if he wants to see his future. He pulls the Winathian beer from the bucket, wondering if it is truly lightning in a bottle. He unscrews the top, taking a pull from the bottle. Free beer is better than a kick in the crotch any day.

Lance glances at his chronometer...1:55am...do I go or don't I?

What the hell..I stroll out the door..walking around to the back of the bar..I look around..and wait....

*nurses her Chocolate Mudslide*

Ah, nothing like Bailey's in the morning to perk me up!

I miss getting drunk.

*downs a Singapore Sling*

Do we still have that Talokian stuff? If we run out, I can go get some more.

fancy place. I'll have one of everything.

It is stressful being leader.

Work tomorrow. I don't care.

*orders a pitcher of AMF*

Emily and Invisy!

Peebz! Maybe this time I'll finally be able to keep up with ya!

***


Zzzzz........

Abin! Where's the free round of drinks you promised us?!

I think I'll have a libation, Ibby.

(Takes a sip) Oh, I got a communication from Durla. They're sending a new ambassador to Legion World. Since I serve as the ambassador from the Pyngwyn Colonies to Legion World and the Pyngwyn Colonies historically has had very cordial relations with Durla (one of the few that have, by the way), they've asked me to meet with him.

His name is Jorj Zeddle.

(speeds in and finishes IB and Rocky's drinks ... speeds out faster than the eye can see)

Faster than the eye can see, but I know who was here.

Well, have yourself another, Peebz. On me. I feel excited about this new ambassador. I don't know much about this Zeddle fellow, but something tells me he and I will get to be great friends.

Ah, Peebz must have been really thirsty. Oh well, I'll have another (pours self an Orandan Kahlua).

I know a little something about Jorj's politics and background, and something tells me you two will get along just fine, Rocky. Oh, and he's supposed to be very cute!

Well, I'm old and slow but I'm finally here. Set'em up Babbette, the drinks are on me.