On the rooftops of Levitz and Swan Halls, among the domed observation decks, exists the tinted lounge with the newest tech preventing others from seeing in from the outside. While in the club, however, a great view of Legion World’s stars and city lights allow the mood to take hold, as all the finest drinks in the universe are sold to its customers. One might even suspect that UP-banned drinks such as Khundian Absinthe are available here, while others believe those are just rumors—after all, this is “Cobie’s”, the exclusive night club owned by the former Chief of Security of Legion World.

Here is the late night hotspot for all of Legion World’s most famous and beloved people—exclusive beyond exclusive, yet one often finds the most random people inside, all of whom are always interesting, and most easy on the eyes.

Supergirl Robots in all her various wardrobes over the years and continuities serve drinks and flirt with customers, while Captain Marvel Jr. robots pour drinks. While shady dealings go down at the Evil Genius Supper Club and serious bar-goers visit the infamous SHAKES, here the owners of those places interact with the rest of Legion World’s most famous people.

One might even spot Cobalt Kid having a drink at the bar or playing roulette in the backroom gambling areas, but one won’t expect to find him doing any other work besides chatting it up with customers or turning other customers away. Upon hearing that the Ambassador of Khund was requesting he join him for a drink, Cobalt responded that the Ambassador of the Dominion was in the back cleaning the dishes.

'Welcome--two rules: no pictures and enjoy...'

Gosh, this is an exclusive night club. I was turned away.

Did the Captain Marvel Jr. robot try to get you to follow him into one of those back rooms? They do that from time to time...

[aside](Psst--Quis is ALWAYS allowed in!)

< Crujectra walks in, wearing a tastefully revealing cocktail dress, her hair pulled up into an intricate 'do. >

I'm not much of a drinker, so I hope someone will keep one hand on my virtue in case I get tipsy

I'll keep two

Then how will you hold your drink, dear?

You could park your virtue with the hatcheck girl, Princess!

Walkwithcrowds stolls in, feeling very uncomfortable in a dinner jacket.
"What's this? No blood on the floor, no pool table, the toilets are even clean! There is no lewd graphitti on the cubicle walls and no vomit in the sink!"
"Toto? I don't think we're in Glasgow any more."
Wanders over to the bar and catches the eye of the Supergirl-Robot who is serving.
"Hi! A pint of Guinness and a cheese toasty please."
He turns round to face the room and leans back on the bar and shudders.
"I wonder if the strip club down the road is still open?"

mmmmm Cheese Toasty

nice place, Cobie.

Hmmm I still can't get in. Maybe I should have mentioned my name.

WANTED: Talented Singer and Pianist for Lounge Area. Highly lucrative position including small ownership shares. Must be extremely gifted musician in vocal and piano areas.

<Round of drinks on the house for fellow LMBers, no toast neccessary, just a raise of the glass>

<Has bell boy go grab Quis outside and give him the star treatment by bringing him to the kitchens>

Hey Quis!
Well the Barstaff are pretty, the Guinness is genius and the cheese toasties are to die for...not as good as the ones at Quislets Table though...still...it's not really my kind of place.
All the dinner suit and casino stuff isn't really my thing.
Do you want to head back to Quislets Table?
Or there is that strip club down the road.
I'm sure I can get you in there. I'm a member!! And Cobie is the manager of that as well!

<the bell boy leads Quislet, Esq. to the sink. Quislet, Esq. starts washing the dishes>

At least I am in now!

Since the other dishwasher is the Dominion Ambassador, see if you can maybe get a peace treaty signed in between dishes!

Whew! Thank goodness all the dishes have been washed and I can go home.

Kitchen staff scuttlebutt is that the Halloween party here tonight will be one to remember - if you can. There will be extra cleaning staff tomorrow morning.

I also saw one of the invitations that went out.

Come dressed as your sexiest devil!
Only the best food and cocktails served.
At midnight, the masks aren't the only thing to come off.

Thank heavens, adults only here. I've had my fill of sugar-crazed little tykes for the night.

Quis, you must come back for the party!

All right everybody im here on offical security office business I need everybody to form an orderly queue for full body frisking.

PB, there's no need for that. Why don't you simply go into the grotto and allowed yourself to be frisked instead?

The adults-only Halloween party was such a blast last night that I believe its going to continue until the weekend. Instead of my old Roman Gladiator costume, I decided Zorro was what I was feeling...

< A small creature in a suit of armor moves clumsily along on all fours, occasionally running into table legs and people legs, a long string of expletives barely audible from behind the faceplate. >

[Bob the Cat]: I'm guessing that armored visors work better when you can hold your head up off the floor. I guess foregoing the lance and shield was a wise move after all.

Hey! Can anybody get a can opener to get me out of this stupid getup? And while the can opener is out, feel free to feed the cat. It's like a sauna inside this armor, and I can feel my ribs poking through my fur...

Wow this is cool. I can enter by the kitchen door and no one stops me. Hey Carlos! Have they finished cleaning up from the Halloween party? How many panties were left behind? Ugh! Look at all the dishes they left for me. Where's the Dominion Ambassador?

quislet hands against the wall legs spread let the frisking begin.

your next bob

Oh dear, not another strip search!

Strip search?

Bob's your uncle.

[Bob the Cat]: You'd better open a can of tuna, Frosty. Nobody frisks me without feeding me first...

damm that cat can scratch

Oh and if anybody else from the security office asks i didnt do anything and if you see matlock just tell him i wasnt here at all.

polarboy, what are you doing here?

Wow! I needed to blow off some steam, so a little clubbing seemed in order, but I'm SO tired of the dives! This place is fantastic! So clean, lovely staff, beautiful decor. I've brought along a few of the contestants from the Pinup Models Challenges. They're all ready to not compete right now, and have a little fun. No one minds a lot of models in relaxation mode being around, do they?

Nothing

Heres some credits

*Quislet, Esq. wearing an apron and a hair net walks in from the kitchen. He approaches Sketch Lad's table and takes the half empty glass that Sketch Lad is reaching for* Are you done sir? I need more dishes to wash. Thank you *Quislet, Esq. takes the glass back into the kitchen*

Polar boy follows quieslet into the kitchen.

Im afraid I need to see you fully naked right now quizzy or i will be forced to arrest you in relation to a case.

You'll first have to get clearance from Local Dishwashers and BusUnderagedSentients 247.

*walks into kitchen in Hugh Hefner-ish bathrobe*

I'm afraid that at Cobies, I've been convinced that the 'staff' needs to have a coat on at all times, lest Legion World reap the horrible consequences!

Thus, we encourage all dishwashers to wear lingerie, bathrobes or super-hero constumes.

I didn't even know about this place! It must have opened when I was on my first hiatus from LW.

What a nice complement to SHAKES -- some of the same clientele, but a totally different atmosphere.

I think I'll have a Khundian Absinthe, and then head down to try my luck at the roulette tables...

I hear the lambchops are very good.

Do y'all serve sweet tea here?

<sipping martini, watching the patrons play at the roulette table>

Ah, I've been focusing on Security matters for far too long. It feels good to enjoy the good life a bit, and still get important matters done.

{former black ops agent Prince Faraweek approaches, now apparently a waiter at Cobie's, saying "they're here boss"}

Ah, hopefully my favorite buxom royal ambassador from Psyonia can join me, and we can show the Winathian Prime Minister and his wife a good time tonight. And settle that little diplomatic problem of grain prices in the Contested Territories...

No wonder Arm Fall Off Boy left - he never got his sweet tea.

hmmm.... looks like a nice place....

What a COOL surprise, an echo of PolarBoy! And look, there's Outdoor Miner taking an break from all the inanity! And Kent...being all thoughtful and possibly mysterious!

And to top it all off, this place is PACKED with Legion World celebs and demi-celebs!

A lounge?!?!

Great, now I've got to get a new smoking jacket. The last one got put out by the fire brigade. Smoking jackets and wet ceejs do not smell good.

Funny, I could have sworn this place was closed down... That incident with the Kuhndian Ambassador and all those dignitaries being hospitalized a few years back... Hmmm...

But it's not my problem anymore, unless someone is paying me to look into those things.


Truth and Justice shall Prevail!
(Nope, nobody is.)

CJ Taylor and Space Ranger!

CJ Taylor is to glamor and intrigue on Legion World what MLLASH is to Funyuns and WHIRL! And though Space Ranger has only been a private dick for a little while, already he's got that air of...Noir!

This place is totally amazing!

How did I not know about this place?

It's good to see that business is still good. This was always among my favorite's of Cobie's real estate holdings.

<a Captain Marvel Jr Robot supplies Ram Boy with another excellent beverage right on cue>

Glad you're enjoying yourself, fearless leader. You'll see several of the LMB make their way through here, and usually in company they do not want the public to know about. This is where CJ Taylor met that Robert Kirkman lookalike.

now you got me thinking is Space Ranger better as a private Dick or a public Dick,

When Faraway Lad shows up, we break out the good stuff.

“I say Cobalt, Princess, so pleased to see you guys again. I like the way you have updated the decor Cobalt”.

Starts to whisper to Cobalt

“I think I have sorted out that little “incident” with the President of Dervonia’s Daughter and the box of melted marshmallows but please be a bit more careful in the future, they wanted me to marry the high priestess, and it took a fair bit of persuasion to get me out of that”

Calls to the bar tender,

“I’ll have TWO pints of IPA my friend, that last planet we visited was so dry and so hot I could scramble an egg on the Back of GiGi’s armour plating”

Well, old friend, its not my fault, I said I wanted 'some more' and she thought I said 'smores'.

It sounds like your next diplomatic mission should be somewhere nicer. I know Crujeckie and I were thinking the denizens of Summerworld could use some Legion World goodwill. And Ventura's Governer could always use a visit.

<motions for another two IPAs>

I guess that description of the last planet you visited is drying up my throat a bit too...

Oh no, Last time you sent me to Ventura I hiccuped and my Faraway powers kicked in just as the Govenor was about to win big on the roulette wheel, We never did find out just how far that little white ball went did we. I dont know why he got so worked up, it was only 30,000 credits. Well that and his clothes.

Two more IPA's my man. Then Cobalt I want you to share a Hendricks gin with me before I'm off to bed.

<2 hours later, Cobalt empties the third bottle of Hendricks gin>

Well the place is hopping--evidently when you come around Far, Legion World knows I loosen up and chances of gettin' in increase ten-fold!

Let's see if I can get the attention of one of the Hostesses without waiving a 20 credit note.


Truth and Justice shall Prevail!
(Never know till I try...)

*looks around, smoking cigar*

Just what I need! I open an establishment on Legion World that no one seems to want to go to, and this this infamous cad open up a joint where everyone flocks to--and it has gambling too!

Bah!

Might as well see the cigar selection though...

Sniff... Tobacco Smoke? Out here?


Truth and Justice shall Prevail!
(The smoking room has special filters installed to make the cigars safe.)

<enters for a second time in one night>

Much better! One of you redshirt boys go grab me a drink and you, the pretty one, you stick by me and laugh at my jokes. We'll draw out this assailant sooner or later but only by letting our guards down and doing as much gambling and drinking as possible.

I want to meet this Cobalt Kid character again and size him up! See if he's really a competitor or if he's just a bored socialite looking to get his rocks off. If it's the latter, I could always use a business partner.

*cleaning glass with towel*

What can I get you to drink? I'm the bartender here--don't mind my other head, he's just here for stupid commentary!

Bah! Don't listen to this bozo! All he does is clean glasses with towels! I'm the one who pours the drinks!

See! I told you he was an idiot!

<rolls eye>

It's going to be one those nights, eh? Surrounded by idiots and deadbeats!

<looks around>

Ah, there's one.

The universal symbol of class - the Wheel of Fortune slot machine.

<sits down at machine, pulls out an enormous bag of nickels, and begins to play.>

Enjoying yourself Miner? If you get an inkling for a three'fer for old times sake, they'll be on the house.

<greets some others as strolls through the Lounge, making his way to the bar>

Double-Header...I hope you're being, er, how should I say this...professional. (But I doubt it; how'd I let Eryk and Lash talk me into hiring these guy(s)?)

Ah, the Governor of Ventura! To what do I owe the pleasure? Decided to take a step up in the world from the lowly casino to somewhere a bit more on the exclusive side?

<holds up hand>

Before you ask, I'd rather not discuss business with you. Not now at least. There are a few things I've been dying to ask you. About certain common...acquaintances...we may have.

<watches Gruertis carefully until satisfied with reaction>

Have a good night.

Hey, Cobie, I've been looking for you.

Got a minute for your old partner?

Anytime.

<motions for two drinks to be brought over, knowing Ranger's tastes already>

What can I do for you?

Look, you know what happened to Pagan.

Abin always thought she was using her magic to get the cigarettes she smoked. Turns out she wasn't. Someone is bringing old earth style cigarettes into Legion World. The nasty shit, full of tar, nicotine, and loaded with additives to make them both more addicting and more deadly.

We need to find this person before Abin does.

I don't want to have to bring my brother in on a murder charge.

<thinks on it>

Damn. I always thought Pagan used magical ones myself.

I had been investigating the ancient cigarette ring on and off for years but with no luck. It's actually only until very recently that something has come to my attention that might finally shed some light on it. Cigarettes might just be the tip of the iceberg if my suspicions are right.

And your pal, the Governor of Ventura, isn't telling you everything you need to know. Whoever is trafficking cigarettes into Legion World is trafficking something else.

And it ties directly into what I've been working on.

<finishes drink>

You didn't actually think I'd stopped working on certain things did you?

I'll give you one hint. It involves The Dark Oval. The cigarettes are a by-product of their most precious commodity. Terrorism.

This day's getting better and better.

Look I've gotta find Abin. I heard someone filled him with Klatchian Coffee. If thats true, he's at a power level like nothing we've ever seen from him before.

If he's in a Knerd state he'll have essentially unlimited will power.

And his POWER Ring...

Yeah, that's definitely not good. Hrun really loaded him up with that stuff.

Listen, you've got to keep him away from the Venturian Governor (you might notice I don't type his name because I have to go search for the spelling ). Abin will just do something rash right now like try to beat the truth out of him. I think the Governor knows something he's not telling us.

But the Dark Oval has its hands in some dark shit and is trying to bring it here. Cigarettes are a by-product of that. We've got to find out (A) their plans and (B) who exactly is behind this. This isn't something that is easily accomplished and is a 'long game' scenario.

You know I have agents around the galaxy reporting in to me on various things I'm "doing". This is one of them--we're at war with the D.O. and that involves spy games.

We've got to get to the bottom of this. But this information you're bringing me is a good thing. It's the first solid lead we've had in months. If we can find the cigarette dealer, we can trace the route back to whoever is behind this all.

Man this place is always hopping. Guess it's midnight somewhere in the universe.

Cobie, if you're looking for some squares, that Kirkman lookalike had some. It's how I knew he wasn't really Robert. (Mind ya, he may say he doesn't smoke, but trust me on this. )

In a dark corner a hooded figure sits. He stares intently at Cobalt.

In the shadows, a pipe bowel glows yellow hot, the embers burning brightly as the figure draws deeply on the long thin clay pipe.

The eyes narrow, and the strangers hand moves almost imperceptibly toward his belt.

So...

<looks around>

What's a guy gotta do to get a drink in here?

<Cobalt walks behind the bar to pour himself a scotch on the rocks and fixes Matt up a drink while he's doing it, on the house>

Tell me Matt, the hooded figure staring at me from afar. What's he doing now?

<sets up drink in front of Matt>

I can't have some wild barbarian smashing up all the fine liquors, now can I?

<takes drink and slowly sips while glancing over>

He's reaching for... something. Can't tell what, the table is in the way.

Is Sergio Leone directing this?

Dude's been reaching for something for like 30 hours now.

But I'm digging the background music.

<close up on Cobie's eyes is now so intense it make you a little nervous>

Is it me, or did we all just get five 'o' clock shadows?

<Abin has never been the universe's deepest thinker but he is now in a Knerd State. "Yee Gods this is weird, ever since Hrun poured that coffee down my throat everything has been so... Clear.">

Is Cobie stiil here?

<I think it might be a good idea to duck>

Finally the music stops as the clockwork in the silver pocket watch winds down to silence.

Suddenly the hooded figure moves, his hands are a blur.

The shiny object spins through the air so fast it can hardly be seen. It lands on the table before the startled figure of Gruertis Nyebif.

“It...It can’t be” says Gruertis looking down at the table “I haven’t seen one of these since..........

<as the crowd turns to Gruertis, Cobalt lunges forward and magnetically holds down the hooded figure, and then in a flash so fast it reminds everyone who the greatest hero of the LMB is, he rips off the hood>

You.

<Abin watches Cobie and the mysterious figure closely, his face growing whiter and whiter with each passing second.>

Neither of them are the person I want...

But I doubt I'll ever be able to look Cobalt in the eye again. Yee Gods! How does he live with himself?

Who's next on the list? Chief Taylor?

<sees Abin leave>

(Probably for the best. I would have had to lie to him anyway)

<in a blink, everyone realizes some time has passed and the scene is no longer playing out before them; the stranger is gone and Cobie is sitting by the bar, overlooking the crowd and chatting with the Khundian Diplomat's daughter>

...what was that, doll? Sorry, I got distracted.

<grins>

(And I didn't want him revealing himself to everyone here yet).

As Cobalt looks lovingly into the young ladies eyes he fails to notice 20 Varangian guards filing silently into the bar. With the trained and deadly skill of elite troops they silently and unobtrusively take up position to guard all the exits.

“Listen Doll” Cobalt continues, “I got me a large suite upstairs with a Jacuzzi some sweet ass sweet sounds and a bottle or two of something special. How’s about us dropping all ...”

Before he could finish that sentence the glass his left hand was reaching for (his right hand being otherwise occupied gently caressing the nape of the Khundians neck) moved faraway. Tutting Cobalt reached for it again, only to find it faraway from his hand, yet again.

“That’s not right” he muttered

Slowly Cobalt became aware of the Varangians spread out across the room. Still smiling at the Khundian, Cobalts stance changed slightly. To the casual eye he remained relaxed, happy and smiling, but a trained observer would notice the steel in his eye, the tension in one leg, coiled ready to spring into action if need be.

“Relax Old Friend” said a voice behind him as a hand clasped his shoulder, firmly, gently but irresistibly pushing him back down onto his seat and locking him in place. “I’m afraid this one would not really be a good idea. Isn’t that right Commander?” said Faraway Lad looking straight into the Khundians eyes. Turning slightly he continued.
“Cobalt Kid may I introduce you to Commander 3rd Level, Draxh’a of the Khundian secret service. She and her insertion cell of 12 have been working hard to infiltrate Legion World for the last 6 months. I guess she was hoping for a little ‘pillow talk’ indiscretion.

As the Varangians led Commander Draxh’a away Faraway Lad settled down next to Cobalt Kid. “Sorry Des” he said a broad smile across his face, “knowing you maybe I should have waited until morning to arrest her”
“But” and here the smile faded “my sources in seven Embassy’s warned me to do this now, they said the Cell was connected with something even more dangerous than just this run of the mill Great Game stuff. I don’t know what it is yet but I did get a bit of paper with this on”

Faraway passed over a charred and burnt piece of paper, sticking to it were stands of thin brownish material. An unmistakable smell of tobacco reached Cobalt’s nostrils. On the paper was a message but only three remaining readable words.

...’Pagan’.......and then...’...e range...’ and then ‘death’

I think you need to call in a few favours from the office of security old chap and try to get to the bottom this

And as he turned to leave Faraway called back over his shoulder, “as opposed to trying to get into the bottoms of that Khundian, I mean” and with a laugh Far left.

<rueful grin>

That's the difference between us Darden; when I get information from a mark, I always sleep with her first.

<looks at the piece of paper>

More on this mystery...

Time to find out who exactly is trafficking cigarettes and other paraphernalia from the Dark Oval to Legion World, and whether this is some pusher trying to make a profit, or something more politically sinister.

<motions to his very capable staff that he is leaving for awhile and loosens his bow tie; he then exits to his private quarters upstairs>

<Cobie enters once more, months after the last posts, and the never-ending party seems to be going as hard as it ever did>

Scotch tonight Sascha,

<motions to bartender>

...I have some thinking to do. The information I've been waiting for from Faraway Lad should be coming shortly. I've been waiting months for it and I suspect it will confirm my suscispions.

Now, how in the world do I get in touch with Kent Shakespeare and the Buraeu of External Affairs?

I'd say messenger bird is your best bet in this day and age.

After a quick cross-check into the datafiles, Question Lad followed the information trail to Cobie's Midnight Exclusive Lounge. The records revealed a deep history between Cobalt Kid and Legionworld.

But did that mean anything?

Was there some sort of conspiracy?

The young man had plenty of time to mull over the possibilities, as it was still early evening. His communication device relayed some sort of attack, but he tuned it out. He knew he wouldn't be needed unless things got desperate.

Question Lad kept watching the doors and making mental notes on the individuals. He noted that at least a third of them were in the files, the rest were off-worlders or unknowns. He wondered if some of them were even from this dimension, as a young man wearing a suit entered the room. He was buying drinks for all his friends, and seemed to have the ability to make butterflies out of thin air.

The young man was going to be questioned, but the waitress finally came with Question Lad's food.

* Appearing out of thing air , Cobalt Kid and Exnihil suddenly appear in the middle of the dance floor, Cobalt using his magnetism to land on his feet but Exnihil lurching forward. They are a little worse for wear, their unseen assailant having torn some of their clothes, but they are okay.*

My apologies people! Please, keep partying, don’t let this interruption distract your extravagance. Just a little theatrics to keep things interesting!

<an applause breaks out and Cobie smiles to the crowd waving, basking in how they love him; he takes a martini as it passes by; soon the crowd turns back to what they are doing; Cobalt’s smile fades immediately, being a cheap ploy and Ex gets a firsthand taste of what kind of façade Cobalt Kid keeps for the public>

Let’s go Ex, it won’t be long before we’re found out here. And we can’t keep using the tesseract system—without Stoopid Cat on Legion World no longer controlling it, it’s become far too dangerous for normal use. There was a good chance we would have teleported into the walls of this building and been dead. But hey, what’s life without a few risks?

<Cobalt walks Ex through the crowd to his back office, and signals to his staff to continue>

Karl, Sasha, I’m trying to lay low now. If any Security Officers or anyone else shows up, hold them up for as long as possible.

Ex, I notice you grabbed a ton of Nyebif’s files—very well done. It’s obvious that despite being an opportunist, you’re tired of getting pushed around. Same here. We need to regroup and figure out what to do next. The tobacco drug ring through the casino was obvious a front for not only a larger narcotics shadow industry, but importing some sort of terrorism as well…and a specific person to be exact. I’m starting to formulate some suspicions but we need more information.

<Cobalt appears to be talking to himself>

Grand Central Space Station? All imports and exports go through there. Or is there something else obvious I’m missing? I wish Lolita were here…her analytical mind would be invaluable right now.

<Cobalt suddenly spots someone plainly watching him, moreso than the casual fan of Legion World’s most legendary hero; it is the poster known as Question Kid>

Ex…do you recognize that sentient?

<Ex squints across the floor, and does a double take>


Actually... I do!

I don't know his name, but I swear that's the same kid that's been lurking around outside my shop ever since I reopened. At first I figured he was just some young guy who was trying to get up the nerve to ask me about some of the more “questionable” products I stock these days, but he never came in.

But almost like clockwork, every time I’d see this guy, about an hour or so later Lardy would show up looking for his payoff. I can’t believe I didn’t make the connection before! I’d be willing to bet that guy is tied up with whatever the Security Office is planning.


<looks around the rest of the Lounge>


I don’t see any of the usual SO suspects, so if he is with them, he’s gotta be flying solo tonight.


<grins at Cobalt>


This is your joint, Cobie… but I’m thinking it might be time to get some hard answers. Seems like a golden opportunity for a little “shakedown” of our own.

The doors to Cobies Lounge open and a young man of about 25 walks in looks around and sees Cobie and Ex standing in the back.

He moves through the crowd, ignoring most of the people as he passes or bumps his way through the crowds of people.

"Cobalt Kid, Des...we need to talk," he says as he flashes a fanged grin <insuring nobody else can see.>

Fortunately, Question Kid had been watching the scene a lot longer than Furball. I am not going to let my co-workers sabotage our own espionage missions, the young man thought. He decided to take a big risk and take off his gloves, and soon enough a young waitress tripped over and crashed a tray full of drinks. Question Kid used this opportunity to sneak behind Cobalt Kid and Exxnihil.

"I know you are having trouble with the law. Please follow me, and I can help you get out of them," He said.
( Maybe go in this nice thread here: http://www.legionworld.net/cgi-bin/ultimatebb.cgi?ubb=get_topic;f=4;t=004383

<notices Furball>

Ah, I was wondering if you'd get involved in this, old friend. I'm glad I can count on you. I think some of our pals are being a bit misguided.

The question is...where to next and how to do it undetected?

<suddenly Question Kid walks over and the waitress tripping causes commotion; without thinking, Cobalt's hand reaches to grab Question Kid--and suddenly their bare hands connect>

Ugh...

<Question Kid's power suddenly begins to work...>

A wave of energy pours into the body as memories flood into Question Kid's brain. These were painful memories, like room drenched in blood. He could feel empathy for Cobalt Kid, which really got in the way of controlling his magnetic powers.

Electromagnetism is one of the four most powerful forces in the universe, He remembered Red Arrow telling him one day. Too bad she ran off. He pushed the memories aside as best as he could.

He was losing control...Question Kid focused long enough to send a wave of magnetism at the nearest fire alarm. The people began running out and barely notice Question Kid levitating above them.

<Cobalt crouches over in pain>

Ughhhh...

...D-Doctor H-Hoffman...Dark C-Conan...nooooo...

...Tried to lock that away...

<looks up at Question Kid floating above them>

...get him down from there...

...don't have time for this madness...if he just took on my memories along with my powers, he should understand we have to move...

Furball looked up at the floating Question Kid.

"Great. This isn't easy for me to do..."

Furball transformed in front of them into his much larger furrier form. He then jumped up in the air and grabbed Question Kid.

"Come on down kid...Des needs to talk to you."

He gently pulled Question kid down to ground level and looked at Cobie, "I have to check in...try to buy us a little more time. My speech is going to rhet weird again rhoon."

<While Furball called in to the Security Office, Ex warily eyed Question Lad. It seems that an uneasy truce was forming. Furball... OK... he was with the Security Office... but in the end, everyone knew he was loyal to Cobalt... this newcomer though, was a completely different story. "Took on my memories," Des had said... to what end? This was going to be a interesting conversation>

Question Kid was so enthralled in the power that he did not notice Furball dragging him down until it was too late. He knew it would wear off soon because Cobalt Kid wasn't in a coma. He did not fully understand what was happening because the swirl of terrible memories floated back to the forefront of his mind.

He frowned, "These don't match what the files told me...lots of gaps filled...something is wrong. Something else else is terribly wrong."

<Cobalt is helped to his feet by Exnihil as Furball brings Question Kid back down>

Wow...that packed some punch...feel weak as hell.

Ex, I think our own "shakedown" may not be necessary, as I have a good idea how this kid's powers work.

<looks at Question Kid>

I'd appreciate if those memories stay private. There are things I do not talk about, ever. I don't want those memories discussed.

<can see the horror on QK's face>

It's okay kid...it hasn't always been parades and sweethears for me. Sometimes you have bad days...some times you get tortured.

The big question, kid, (forgive the pun), is are you with us, or against us? What is your role here? We have a very defined mission that must be carried out and can't be hampered by the Security Office. Can we trust you?

<now turning to Ex and Furball>

As for us, where next? We probably don't have too much time--mere minutes at most. The screaming patrons running out a moment ago are a surefire clue. And that is why we need to find a safe haven as soon as possible to plan our next move. I have a place or two in mind.

How exactly will we slip out of here? We'll need to hit the streets to make our way to our next location. We may have to decide on the run...

<listening to Cobalt’s words, a sudden wave of déjà vu swept over Ex>


Didn’t we… uh… didn’t we already decide this?


<Cobalt gave Ex a quizzical raised eyebrow, as if to say “Settle down, man, the stress is getting to you.” Ex gathered himself, but no sooner did he regain his bearings then he felt a warm wave pass through his mind.>

<The Midnight Lounge seemed to dissolve before his eyes, giving way to a vision of an ice covered place. ”…was a long time ago,” Rockhopper Lad was saying.>

<Even before Ex could adjust to the sudden shift, the Rookery itself dissolved and Ex saw himself on the streets of Legion World in a scene of chaos. People were fighting, as a veritable army of robots that all looked like Lardy marched forward. Someone was shouting, “… got to stop the Lard-Bots before…”. This too dissolved… shifting back to the present moment.>

<Ex suddenly grabbed on to table to steady himself as his companions looked at him strangely. Furball growled discontentedly at him. Ex quickly recovered his bearings>


Uh… oh, I’m sorry. Drifted for a second there. You were saying?


<Ex thought, “Got to keep it together. What the hell is happening to me?”>

Question Kid replied,""Your memories have opened my eyes and answered most of my questions. Well, it is settled then, I have to fulfill the role I have hoped to avoid. One of my roles is what a friend of mine called 'karmic justice'. There are things that have happened that Chief Lardy is responsible for." I wish Red Arrow was here, she could always explain those things better than me.

"Sadly, another one of the roles I have played is weapon. I hate that role, it ends badly for everyone involved," Question Kid mused. "There is something about betrayel that sticks with you. So you can trust me as someone who badly wants to trust and be trusted."

Furball concentrated and switched back to his human (at least somewhat more human) form.

"That's getting easier over time..."

He looked at Cobie, "I can get us out of here and to just about wherever you want to get to, but I need access to the sewers. Does this place have a drain in the basement?"

Furball looked at his comlink..."we don't have much time, they're going to be here soon."

<nods>

There's an escape hatch under the bar that leads to the Sewers. No classy joint is complete without one. C'mon, let's head that way.

<grabs hold of Ex by the arm>

Easy there now. That's twice you've gotten a bit woozy on us. Is it the attacks? Are you injured?

<turns to staff>

Gentlemen, ladies...you know what to do. Give them the runaround and hold them up as long as possible. Let Double-Header do all the talking.

<now to Question Kid>

I hope we can count on you. If I find out you're leaking information to the Security Office, I'll have no choice but to...well, let's just say it won't be pleasant.

<motions head>

Let's go.

Question Kid nodded and began following them. I hope Red Arrow doesn't get back from her trip soon. This could turn very bad considering how violent she can be. I still don't understand why she likes me. Girl clearly doesn't know the meaning of a coma. He didn't want to ask any more questions for now. Anymore massive memory absorptions like the one just now and he would need an aspirion or a skilled telepath

"okay then...hold on."

Furball grabs a pen and a napkin and starts scribbling something and then hands it to Cobie.

"Follow these directions exactly and meet me there in 15 minutes."

Cobie looked at him, "what are you..."

"Your staff is gonna slow those two down a whole 3 seconds if they're lucky...I can buy us the time we need. Now go."

Dev landed with the Chief and they started towards the door.

Furball made the swith again.

"Grife..."

He charged the front door picking up speed as he went.

"I have to rhimt rhis rhust right."

Dev went to push the doors in when they exploded off their hinges knocking him back into traffic. Two cars hit him and he jumped up to catch them before they could complete their flips.

While that happened, Furball grabbed the Chief and said, "Rhorry Rhief," and spun him around a few times before launching him over the towering city.

Dev looked at Furball and then towards where the Chief had disappeared. "Damn it!" he said as he took off as fast as he could after him.

Furball watched him leave and sighed while he switched forms yet again. "Cobie had better be right..." he said as he descended through a manhole in the street to go meet up with his friends.

<meanwhile, following Furball's instructions to the letter, the others left the Lounge...>

* ...and headed to the untamed Streets of Legion World...*

Dev flew after Chief Lardy, catching up to him in the peak of the arc.

"Sorry. I didn't think they would be this desperate already. I lost him after he got into the sewers. My x-ray vision is only so powerful...and he knows that. They could be anywhere at this point. Furball knows the sewers better than just about anyone on Legion World. Where too?"

<thinks> Grife, I'm freaking useless! That special armor I'm having made up for me (in addition to all the Bots) can't be completed soon enough!!

Grife, Dev...I dunno. Look, I'm holding you back without my having any powers. Put me down, and I'll make my way back to the Security Office and try to coordinate something with the rest of the force.

<Dev touches down>

Do whatever you can to pick up their trail. If all else fails, find Lolita. If anyone knows what Des might be up to, it's Jailbait Lass. She and Des are estranged, and she might be our best option. If it comes to that, bring her to me.

Are you up for it?

"Yeah. See if you can het ahold of /sharky though. As much as I hate to do this...I need his help. I'm good, but I can't take down Cobie and Furball. Plus, we don't know if amger is working with them or if his being at the casino was a happy coincidence."

Dev starts to hover off the ground...

"Oh yeah, you got any ideas where I should look for Jailbait lass at this hour?"

First, try to pick up the others' trail, Dev. I'll head back to the Office and see what I have on her. If you come up empty, I'll let you know where to look.....off the top of my head, though, Cramer's or SHAKES! might be good places to start.

Later, Dev.

<starts walking to Security Office>

"I'll call you when I know something Chief."

<Dev flies off to start his search.>

*As usual, the guests of Cobie's Midnight Exclusive Lounge laughed and enjoyed a night out, leaving all their worries at the door. If they were lucky enough to get in, they truly considered themselves exclusive.*

*Tonight, they would indeed be exclusive. They would part of the first wave of murder the Red Bee unleashed on Legion World in many years.*



*Upon the bees exit, the bodies of the dead littered the dance floor and bar area. Cobalt Kid's staff, hand-picked, were among them.*

<Cobalt walks through the rubble, looking for any injured so he can use his healing powers>

It's no use. Everyone is dead. Not even a person left to heal. Karl...Sascha...Yvette...

<puts fingers to his eyes>

That bastard...

<flies off>

Having just come from the Powersphere, Furball arrives at the Lounge.

"First stop along the way. You may want to stay out here if it's half as bad as Cobie said. Besides, I need you to keep an eye put for trouble."

I've got your back, fuzzy!

{looks over his shoulder as he goes in and shudders}

{as much death as she's seen and caused, this still disturbs her}

Furball takes a look around. The bodies have been cleared, but there is still so much damage and carnage that it'll be a while before it will reopen.

"He was definately here himself." A shudder goes through Furball. "Man, haven't seen a mess like this in a while."

He notices something laying on the floor in the corner and goes over to it. "This might come in handy," he says and puts the object in a pouch on his belt.

He exits the building and approaches Hot Chick.

"Sweetie, I think I need to go check out the casino as well. Lardy had his people go through it, but they probably missed something. His scent is strong as it canbe...honestly there isn't much for me to track, and it is definately leading in that direction. We know he was scene there, so I need to get in there and check that out as well."

Sure thing, but I saw you pick something up. What was it?

"Nothing important...yet. I'm sorry, but we gotta go now darlin'. It may be too late already."

They take off to the casino.

<Finishes cleaning off the bar top>

Ah, at long last, the place is restored. All the damage the Red Bee did is a memory and I hope a distant one.

Will I ever be able to enjoy it here, knowing the terror that went on? We'll find out, I guess.

<pours himself a scotch>

the front door the the Lounge opened and Dev Em walked in.

He was dressed in basic clothing, no uniform at the moment. He walked over to Cobalt and sat down at the bar.

"I'll take one of those as well." He says, and laughs a little.

"You've got some interesting friends Des."

He picks the glass up and takes a drink. "I'm sure you've already heard about my confrontation with Lardy."

I sure did. My 'friend' last night couldn't stop gossiping about it.

<refills the scotches>

So there's a new sheriff in town? Anything I can help you with?

"It's not official yet, but it will be soon enough."

He shifted on his seat.

"I was going to come over here to have a talk with you about your role in that whole mess...but I got an interesting Omnicom message a little while ago. Seems you and my brother are pretty much off limits to 'local' authority. You guys have friends in high places."

He picks up the drink and takes another sip. "You know what I would say to you...I just hope thta anything new that you guys come across like this can be handled better from now on."

Dev takes a look around to insure nobody is close enough to listen, "I know what you guys are planning. While that is unsettling enough, I know who you are planning it with, and I am so furious about that fact and what you and Lardy cooked up with her it isn't even funny. My hands are tied though...but know that I will be watching every move that you make on Legion World, and if she screws up in the slightest...she's going away for a long time. I don't care who she is seeing."

He set the glass down, "things are going to change around here..."

Well, Dev, in regards to what happened during the whole Red Bee mess, I realize it could have been handled differently but I'm not so sure I would have done so. I did what I thought was best for Legion World.

<finishes his scotch and pours another>

My friends at Weber's World trust me, and you should too. From now on, if something is happening here, on Legion World, I'll make sure you know.

As for the Dark Oval...I don't like it either. I don't trust or like her, and if it was up to me, this would all end with her six feet under. But she's giving us something we've never been able to obtain: real knowledge on the Oval. What she's given us so far has changed the game completely: we now have to take serious action to rescue our allies.

<he shrugs>

No one likes to compromise but in order to get things done, that's the way it works.

"I know, I just hate that we have to rely on someone like her. I do not understand Lon in all this...he genuinely loves her, but I cannot understand why. Guess I never will."

He stretched his neck.

"Sorry, I'm not used to this. I sufered some major structural damage tomy shoulders during the fight, and it normally would have healed by now, but the essential loss of my Durlan powers has prohibited me from trying to adjust things like I normally have in the past. I thinking I'm punishing myself a little for everything."

He proceeds to tell Cobalt Kid about what happened during the trip.

"So of course I get back and charge into Lardy's office...say my piece and leave after he tells me he's pretty mich handing the whole thing over to me anyway." He shakes his head.

"Then Tempest helped me out a bit with the pain I'm in," he starts laughing, "that is going to turn into one more thing between me and Lardy..."

<Cobie smiles and laughs to himself>

All three of you seem to be walking around with all of this guilt on your shoulders. But the truth is, life happens and things don't go as planned. You can only do what you think is best in those few moments where you've actually got a choice.

After that, you've got to find a way to live with it.

Legion World needs you now, Dev. So you better figure out how to let yourself heal--in all ways.

"I'm getting there...but a lot hit me in a really short amount of time," He starts laughing. "I wanted to come in here and be all pissed off at you, but I'm about out of that. I need to figure out what the hell I'm going to do once I get the keys to the office. There is such a mess to clean up...people to talk with, things to try and smooth over. That and I need to see exactly how much Lardy took from people and see what we can do about that before there's any massive legal action fo his actions."

He shakes his head. "Take care of him through this mess Des. He is at a bad point in his life...Believe me, I of all people understand where he is. Thing is how we deal with it. Did he say if Tempest was going with you or not?"

I'm not sure if Tempest is coming. I certainly don't intend to get in the middle of that budding love triangle.

But I will take care of him. He's made some bad choices and I think he's starting to doubt himself. I'll try to help him find his way...if my doing so isn't too hypocritical.

<he shrugs>

The Office of Security will clean itself up, you'll see. Time will heal all wounds in that regard and life will go back to normal. What you need to do first and foremost is destroy any robots and have a good long look at your staff. Decide who should be there and who shouldn't.

I've begun to question the Office's existence itself these days. Perhaps it should more tied into the LMB leadership as a way to reign it in.

Legion World is safe now and things have calmed down. There are pressing matters elsewhere--in the Dark Oval and other places--but life on Legion World will return to some semblance of normalcy.

"I'm not sure how much of a triangle it is, but we'll see what happens."

"I know Lon will be with you guys as well, so I'm sure Lardy will be as safe as he will allow himself to be...he just really needs your friendship right now. I've never seen him like this...and yeah it is hypocritical of you, but what can we do? You and he are close...too close for you to have done what should have been done when he started getting out of control."

Dev poured them another drink.

"I know the Office will repair itself...but I want to give it a head start. Everybody stays in place to begin with, and everyone gets evaluated. Speaking of the staff there, if you see Abin, tell him I need to see him as soon as possible. I need his help...especially with you and your crew gallavanting into Dark Oval territory. We may be calm now...I just hope it stays that way."

Rickshaw1 ran past, hair on fire and yelling "The amish are coming, the Amish are coming". There was a smell of burning hair.

<points thumb in Rick's direction>

He's the new entertainment.

"That'll draw in some crowds."

"Thanks for talkin...I gotta get back to the Office and see who's around. I have a few of them I need to talk to right away.

Rickshaw1 strolls past again, hair singed black and wearing a hawaiian grass skirt, a pair of wooden clogs, and a woolen vest while toting a bag of funyons and a badger.

"Howdy." He disappears around a corner.

Timberwolf walked into Cobies Lounge and sat at the bar.

"Give me something string, and let your boss know thta I'm here...please." He added the last part on since this was a new employee that he did not know all that well yet.

He took a drink and turned to look at the crowd that was slowly starting to build.

<walks over and refills Timberwolf's drink>

On the house.

<pours one for himself>

How goes it Wolf? I hear your mission with Dev and Shark Lad went well.

We're still in preparations to leave for the Dark Oval. But I expect it won't be long soon.

Things have naturally quieted down on Legion World.

"Yeah, things went good. I took care of that little blip on Argus 7."

Lon downed his drink and looked around.

"Look Des, don't ever...ever offer up me up in marriage as a bargaining chip. If that's ever going to happen, it'll be under our own prompting."

<Cobalt considers this, surprised Timberwolf would suggest it>

Sure Lon, I understand.

Kalla, told you, I presume? It was more a ploy in the conversation to show her how serious I was. I wasn't seriously considering it--I can't afford to lose you that long term.

<refills drinks>

But I understand. I won't do it again.

Lon raises his glass.

"To trust."

He downs his glass again and grins.

"You have no reason not to trust me Des, no matter what happens, I'm in this, with you, for the long haul."

He gets up and starts to turn, but stops, "by the way, I was in the room when you suggested it. I guess you were preoccupied with your thoughts, huh?"

<smiles>

Must have been.

To trust. For you and I, its always been our greatest asset in what we do. And it always will be.

<finishes drink>

"Let's throw instinct in there as well."

Lon turns and walks out.

maybe Kalla is almost awake and...

Faraway Lad ports in.

“Cobalt old chap haven’t seen you in a good few moons and, you know what, I’m so glad to be back. Now fill me a glass of Porter (the good stuff from that new brewery in Greenwich please) and tell me what I’ve missed?

<walks in arm-in-arm with Legion World's most popular adult film star Porn Queen>

Hi, there. The usual table for friends of the owner, please!

<as the hostess prepares to seat them, he thinks> I made sure to leak our "date" to the media. Temp's sure to hear about it! Doesn't hurt that PQ's a bit of a ringer for Kalla. Temp indicated she thought I was stuck on that bitch before...

This way, darlin'! <grins>

Waitress! The lady wants me to do jello shots off her rack! Oblige her whims, please! <whispers to waitress> Make sure there's no alcohol in 'em, 'kay? Don't tell anyone...

(Walks in with carrying a few bags of luggage. Spots Lardy with his date. Walks over to them.)

Well, look at this. I'm glad you're moving on, Anthony. After the night I had talking to Dev, what we did is probably, at best, a mistake.

(She turns to walk away, but turns her head back to them.)

Although, you may need to visit Medicus after you get done with this one.

(Makes her way to a table.)

She's psyching you out, Lardy! Call her bluff--whoo, head's swimming...they may have forgotten to make those shots non-alky...

Waitress! The lady wishes to do some jello shots off MY rack, now! <takes off shirt>

Waitress!

Am I going to be sitting at this table all night, or are you going to bring you sweet ass over here and give me some sugar?

(Grins and winks at the waitress.)

For my tea.

Man, Porn Queen... <he says loudly> ...take that dress off and show everyone how hot you look in a bikini! WHOOO!

(Whispers into the waitress' ear, who then blushes and giggles.)

Did you know I have nowhere to stay tonight, mind if I crash with you? I won't bite...hard.

Hm...is she flirting with that waitress?!? I...don't know whether to be jealous...or turned ON?!?

Er...PQ--let's dance!

Timber Wolf and Hot Chick walk up to a hectic scene outside off the Lounge.

"What the sprock?"

They make their way inside, and the Hostess immediately leads them to a secluded table in the back.

Lon sits and shakes his head at the scene unfolding in front of them.

"Cobie would love where this night is heading...at least they haven't noticed us yet."

{looks around} Lardy's here?!? And Tempest?!? {Tempest spots her} Uh-oh.

"Great, sorry sweetie, so much for a quiet dinner."

Pulls out his Omnicom.

Is that...Lon and Kalla over there--?

Let's have you clock out early tonight, shall we? Tell your boss how you're not feeling well, and how I can make you feel all better.

(The waitress smiles and walks to the back. Comes back out with her jacket on a few minutes later. Tempest gets up and walks her to the main entrance.)

Enjoy your night, Lardy.

(Leaves)

Dev lands outside as Tempest is leaving.

"You are really a piece of work you know that?" He says as he walks past her.

Timberwolf gets up and heads towards Dev.

"Just get rid of the crowd, everything else should be fine...as long as fat ass doesn't do anything stupid."

Why don't you just call me a "whore" and be done with it!?

That's what you think of me! ISN'T IT!!!?

Well, good, despise me, hate me, you want from me what I can't give. Grow up, Dev, you're not always going to get what you want.

Waitress... <eyes Tempest leaving and encountering Dev> ...gimme something really stiff! I'm feeling like ditching the wagon tonight...

Dev turns to Tempest, calm as anything.

"Nah, you're not a whore...you're a scared little girl that's going to keep running away from anything that she perceives as too difficult."

<hears what Dev says, gulps down shot> *BURP* Amen, bruthah!

Timberwolf heads back to the table.

"C'mon, I know the back way out. We can go somewhere else...this may turn ugly."

He offers his hand to Kalla.

{grins} C'mon, Lon...this could be fun to watch!

And what would you consider too difficult? A relationship? Or just a relationship with you?

Maybe, maybe, I'm just a 'no-strings' attached girl. Ever think of that?

Some of us don't have kids, some of us aren't ready to settle down, SOME OF US WANT SOME DAMN FUN!

(slaps the waitress' ass)

Right, Britney?

Waitress: It's Elle.

Whatever.

Dev turns his head in Lardy's direction, "I don't believe you! You're falling off the wagon over all this?"

He turns back to Tempest. "Surprised you're still here."

Looks at the waitress, "she's going to use you and then run away form you as well...it'll be too complicated for her by the morning."

<to Dev> Gotta let loose every onceinawhile! Right Temp? <tunrs to her> Heya, "no-strings"! <stumbles slightly as he slams another shot> Can I go home with you and Belle (or whatever) and watch? <laughs>

Lon looks at her and shrugs.

"Okay then, dinner and a show."

Sits back down.

"Nice throwing my kids in my face Tempest. You can't even bear the thought that someone might be right besides you can you?"

Sees Lardy stumbling towards them.

"Lardy, go sit yourself down."

Damn! I bet I could stir the pot a little if I were so inclined... {Laughs}

<to Dev> Back off Cueball-Em! <laughs>

"Up to you darling...just be careful. I got your back."

Elle: Can we go now?

Go away!

(Elle, the waitress, get's turned into a bird and flies off. Tempest walks over to Dev.)

You want to know why I didn't want you to get too close to me? Because I knew you would hurt me.

(Her eyes get glossy.)

Looks like I was right.

(runs out)

Runs after Tempest.

"What the hell does that mean? You pushed me away. You slept with Lardy. You totally blew me off last night, when all I wanted to do was help...maybe I didn't handle things perfectly, I'm only human...but you barely gave anything a chance. You cannot blame this on me."

{winks} Trust me here, okay?

{runs over to Lardy and throws her arms around him} Hey, Tempest! {yells so she can hear her} Does this mean I can have him?

<PB at the bar turns to his very large and muscular Minotaur friend>

this place just isn't what it used to be.

<Minotaur replies melodically>

drama!

"Grife!" Get's up and moves over towards them all.

Looks at PQ, "I'd suit your skanky butt down hon, you do not want to get hurt here."

(to Dev)

When someone tells you to---

(Hears Hot Chick, walks over to her.)

You silly little tramp, I'd applaud your efforts to try and make me jealous, but rumor has it, you already have the clap.

(Back to Dev)

You want to be my friend, then be my friend. don't get upset if I sleep with someone else, don't get upset if I don't sleep with you. Don't be mad that I want my privacy and don't force yourself on me, in any way! Be a friend and let me be me!

Whah--? Kalla?!?! I...ulp... <throws up on her>

"Fine. But I told you that I wasn't going to sit back and do nothing...that I was going to keep trying. So, if you want me to just sit there and do nothing...I'm not that person, and not the person you apparently thought I was. I want to help you...but you...sorry. Forget it, I'll leave you to your own life if that's what you want...I will be there for you if you want me to be, in any way you want me to be...just don't toy with me anymore...I'm not the only one that made some kind of move, and you cannot tell me that meant absolutely nothing."

<suddenly Cobalt busts in nothing but a loincloth and boots, with a flagon of mead and a drunk villa servant girl over his shoulder in a way that causes her toga to show off her modesty>

Greetings sentients! *hic*

What in the world is going on here? I just came to restock up the mead and scotch for the Bacchanalia over at the Villa.

I can't have this craziness here! So who wants to come join us over at the Villa? This is a class joint, after all.

<sees Lardy>

Oh no, Lardy! Man, you gotta sober up! *hic*

Come to the Villa, and we'll get you in the hot baths with some herbed tea and servant girls. You'll feel like a million bucks.

<eyes Tempest>

You too, Viv. Come relax and let out your wild child.

Where's Hrun? *hic*

Walks up behind Lardy, "Hey Fat Ass...you better apologize right now."

He looks at Tempest, "Watch your mouth you witch."

"Lon, shut the hell up."

{to Lardy} You...SWINE! {clocks him hard on the chin}

<knows what Timberwolf is fully capable of, and gives him a look as if to say "easy, my friend, easy">

Wolf, Hot Chick--come join us as well. We're about to embark on a quest and its tradition among my viking allies and I to pay tribute to the deity Bacchus!

Nods at Cobie.

Looks at Kalla, "C'mon sweetie...let's go, this fat ass isn't worth it."

<flies over to Lardy, standing between him and the others>

Calm yourselves! In the old brothels of Earth, being vomited on by Lardy was a great honor!

<grabs Lardy's arm>

Come on now, old friend...you've taken a bit of a wrong turn over a woman, and there is only one cure for that.

{hears Cobie and throws her glass at him} Here's my tribute, you ass!

(Looks at Dev with anger and compassion.)

Just don't expect anything, ok. Just let me find my path here.

(Hears Timberwolf.)

Go hump a leg!

(Looks at Cobalt Kid)

Not your most charming of moments.

(He calls her Viv. Her eyes pop open, she gets nervous, but after this night, she just gets mad, goes straight up to him and punches Cobalt in the chin as hard as she can.)

MY NAME IS TEMPEST!!!

<smiles>

So the snake has some venom in her, still? I won't have my property destroyed by you a second time on Legion World.

<now calmly>

Now please, take my invitation. If we're to be allies, its time we act like it!

<perks up>

did someone say ... Bacchanalia ?!?!?

Looks at Cobie with narrowed eyes, but says nothing.

<falls backwards, dropping the servant girl, and a big smile falls across his face>

Sure punch like Viv...

Tempest then. Come join us at the Villa. You have no need to be scared of me--come find camaraderie with Hrun and I at the Villa for a night wine, romance and song!

I AIN'T NO FRICKIN' THIRD WHEEL! <knocks a table over in anger>

And bring your minotaur! Anyone with a larger phallus than I is something the girls there will never believe!

Silently takes Lardys legs out from under him dumping him to the floor.

I'm getting the hell out of here, I've had enough crap for the night.

(Leaves mumbling profanities.)

Looks at Cobalt Kid.

"Time to break this little gathering up I think Des."

OKAY! ENOUGH! Faraway, work your magic!

<at this point, Faraway Lad, quietly drinking the expensive Greenwich porter in the corner, points at them all and then sends them faraway!>

Well, not that far away--Faraway Lad teleports them all to Varalent\'s Variable Villa!

Yeah! {yells after Tempest} Get your little whore self outta here and find some even lower life forms to fight over your skank ass! Ha-ha-ha!!! {disappears with the rest}

Flies back to talk to Tempest.

"Wait a minute please."

What now, Dev?

<they overhear staff talking: "Yeah, I think Cobie is trying to get them out of here so they won't be on camera; the Villa is more secluded but the paparazzi here will have a field day with this.>

...

"Here." He hands her some access cards.

"I know you need someplace to stay. These are for my old house, you can stay there as long as you need." He tells her the address.

"No strings attached. I promise."

Thanks...I'll see around.
Oh and...catch!

(A little spark winces from her eyes and Elle falls from the sky).

Looks up. "Dang it."

Flies up and catches Elie.

"Hope you're okay."

She's probably not going to want eggs for a while.

(vanishes into the air)

"Nice."

He sets Elie down.

"You okay to get home?"

Elle: Chirp---yeah...I'll be fine.

(walks off funny)

<staff is ushering people home>

"Cobie's place, Cobie's rules. We're closing early. You don't have to go home, but you got to get the hell out of here!"

Elle stops: "Guess I'll head to the Villa. Want to take me there?"

"Sure."

Picks her up and flies off.

<staff talking again>

"Do you think Tempest will go the Villa? The boss seemed to think it was important she go."

"What are you, the LMB busy body? Get to work!"

"Jeez, jeez...can't even sneak a wheeling mists break..."

Faraway Lad drains his glass and stands up. Turning to the staff he says in a very disapproving voice

“You know the more things change the more they stay the same. I mean fighting over women, drinking to excess, general fighting and cleaning up vomit”.
A broad grin passes over his face

“By the Lord Harry I missed this place”

His eyes twinkling Faraway sends the rubbish and empty glasses faraway.

"there you go lads, get yourself away home early" and with that he also ported out. Leaving behind a very large tip for the staff.

Lance strolls in. Having never been here before, he leisurely taking in the scenery. He gets a table in a dim corner, as he peruses the drink menu.

<an incredibly beautiful young woman, obviously working here as a day job while she tries to get her struggling modeling career going, strolls over in the elegant, yet sexy uniforms worn by the Cobie's wait staff>

Greetings Sentient! Welcome to the Midnight Lounge! Our chef this month is the famous J'Qqu P'pn from the Talga Galaxy, flown in specifically to offer his amazing culinary talents.

May I get you a drink as you peruse the menu?

Lance ogled the young waitress and smile. "Are you on the menu sweetie?"

"She smiled back. "I'm right at the bottom."

"Just where I want you," replied Lance.

The young lady giggled and learned forward to touch Lance's hand.

"Buy a bottle of fancy champagne and I'll be glad to join you,"

Lance took a quick look at the price and almost fell off his chair.

Almost but not quite, because he suddenly found himself stuck to said chair by a heavy viscous liquid that somehow had a smell that reminded him of the sea side.

“hey What gives” he started to say but stopped as the incredibly beautiful young woman in front of him started to unzip her head. A white leprous light shone out from within and Lance was disgusted, and a little bit curious, to see a number of tentacles wriggle out of the top of her head and reach towards his crotch

Dev lies Elle back to work, as she left her transportation there the other night.

"Thanks for the lift," she says and gives him a hug.

"No problem. Look I understand if..."

"Shhh," she says and gives him a kiss. "Call me later, I get off work at 2."

She turns and enters the Lounge.

"What do you know," Dev says and flies away. Heading to the Bunker.

<Elle enters to see the staff preparing for the night; sitting at the bar in a tuxedo drinking a scotch neat is Cobalt Kid>

Elle, a moment please.

<she walks over, dreading the idea of her boss asking about Dev Em, especially after seeing her in full party mode the other night>

Dev is an old friend of mine, you know.

Elle: "yeah, no duh boss, the whole galaxy knows you're both LMBers."

<Cobalt smiles>

Just wanted to let you know.

<he turns away, leaving her wondering what the hell that was all about>

Dev lands back at the :ounge after deciding to not try and talk to his brother about Kalla, figuring he wouldn't listen anyways,

He sees Coobie still sitting at the bar.

"Hey Des. Look, I don't need, or really want to know all that much about this thing you guys are planning...the ledd the better probably."

He orders a drink. "Thing is, the leadership needs to know something...what, and when, can I tell them?"

<Cobalt half smiles>

I'll take care of the LMB leadership. I'll make sure the Office of Security is left out of it. Things will be above board...in my own way.

I kept Ram Boy apprised of what went down with the Red Bee. He might not have been seen much during those weeks but his presence was felt.

I'll handle the UP as well with Far.

<pours them both another drink>

The matter is serious enough where we can't have any potential hinderances to our cause.

"Shouldhave known you'd have everything covered."

Swirls his drink in his glass, and shakes his head.

"Watch your asses out there. It's going to be even worse than you think. Back when Iwas on Webers World, I did a little recon into that territory. Nothing too deep, and only to guage reactions...it's really bad."

He sees Elle pass by. He smiles.

"She's a good kid, and she'll get bored with me soon enough. Which is fine, it's not like I think it has a chance in hell anyway. Just trying not to let myself get too overwhelmed by everything, and she's a good distraction right now."

Here's hoping Legion World is quiet in our absence. The new kids you've got on staff will get bored, but as long as they don't start seeing crime where there isn't any, that should be a manageable problem.

Once we're in the Oval, we'll be off the grid. But if things go really bad, you'll know. I've been working on different ways to alert the LMB--it's been one of the hardest things to figure out. But I'm wondering if Legion World's new superstar Power Boy might be the key.

It may never come to it but if there's anyway we can get word back here, it will come to you.

<looks at Elle>

Oh. And take joy at the idea that young women grow bored quickly. It gives you a way out for a clean break.

Yeahm there are a lot of unknowns in the Securiity Office at the moment, but I think they have the right stuff. There seems to be a few areas to keep them occupied at the moment, and I;'m keeping my eye on their reports very carefully, as well as the local district reports from the areas involved as well."

He takes a drink.

"Lot of behind the scenes crap to deal with...ah well, still would have wanted the job even if I had known before hand."

Looks at Elle. "It'll be fun for a little while at least." >shrugs< "Been a while since I just let myself have fun now and then...so it's a positive in the long run."

<opens a bottle of some of the finest Pinot Noir in the galaxies>

I think this should do for tonight, in case I receive a special visitor. Especially an ex-wife...or something like that...

(Walks in and spot Cobalt. She walks up to him.)

Hello.

Hello.

<nods>

Please, join me for a drink.

<am awkward silence builds for a moment>

You can imagine my surprise when this morning I felt a flood of memories return.

(She nods at the invitation to the drink.)

I suppose I will be needing this.

(Takes the glass and takes a sip.)

I would imagine, that of the many people I have been talking to lately, you of all would be the most surprised by my releasing your memories.

...

I look at you and even though you look different, all I see is Viviane. The regal nature, the intelligence...the temper <smiles>...the passion. But it's hard to process it? Are you her? Was she you? Just one small part of you?

Do you even remember the passion we shared?

<pours each a second glass>

Forgive my over familiarity. I'm at a loss on just how familiar to be.

It's like...


For me, it was the most vivid dream. Almost real and then, not. I'm not Viviane. She was just a copy of an old teacher, she's...just something I admired, always have, I think that's why I chose her, subconsciously of course.

I remember, almost everything. Some small details are fuzzy.

I remember you.

(She looks into her glass.)

You were close to her. You loved her. But you never loved me, not the real me. Just some shade. From my point of view, you were just some...

Dream boy.

<smiles>

I...I thought you might say as much. A small part of me hoped it would be simple, that you were her. We loved one another but when we decided to get married, I felt it pulled us apart in a way we never recovered. I always hoped for some resolution.

But that's not how things work.

At least...we can get to know each other. Find a new friendship, and based on what you said, something more real.

<puts his hand on hers and looks into her eyes>

I know you feel guilty about what's happened and the deception in erasing our memories. I won't hold it against you; the latter I can certainly understand.

<looks away for a moment suddenly feeling a familiar feeling of lust>

We're empty again.

<refills wine glasses>

In a way the sense of loss I felt for both Viv and Opal--it's gone. And that feels good.

Guilt is a fading darkness in my world. I felt sick when I first learned that my dreams killed so many people.

I remember your wedding to Viviane, and how---she, because of me, I guess, killed people and attacked this place and then again, the dark Viviane, attacked and killed more.

I felt incredible guilt, this was my fantasy utopia of science and wonder. I grew up surrounded my magic, but this place doesn't even begin to have it's fill of magic. It's so purely...human, that I felt unique, special, even if it was only a dream. So to be the one responsible for hurting that dream...

But, I let most of that go. I know that I didn't intentionally kill those people...apart of me will always carry some of that shame.

For the most part it was that I kept your memories for so long. I didn't want you to judge me because of that. Or anyone else, for that matter.

We all have our tragedies...and our secrets.

I'm glad you'll be joining us in the Oval. We'll need your abilities once we go to Sorcerer's World. More than that, we'll all be on the long road together. By the end, we'll certainly know one another after the trials we've faced.

<finishes the wine bottle>

I don't know what I expected from this talk. But I'm glad we had it.

You're different than Viv, or how I saw her, or whatever. But yet so similar.

You certainly made your mark on Legion World as part of the social drama. But if you're in need of a real friend, I'm here.

And being so close to you now, I'll be sure to redouble my efforts to keep any primal urges under control.

It can be a lonely existence at times defending Legion World and the UP. But you're not alone.

A friend, huh?

I could use on of those, I guess.

(She smirks.)

I could use an ear, about Dev Em. He and I got close, but as I look back on it...it's not what it seems to be. He's just a friend, all he ever is going to be is a friend. I know he wants more. I lead him on thinking that it could be romance, but it was a longing for friendship, nothing more, I see that now.

I'm not use to this, most of the men in my life, you know pre and post cocoon. Were just tools. I used them till the got rusty and then they were thrown out. But I can't do that Dev...it would be so easy if I could, though.

<Cobalt signals a waitress and she brings both another bottle of pinot noir as well as a very high end scotch, with two scotch glasses>

I'm more of a scotch man myself, these days.

<pours a scotch glass>

The way you talked about Dev, just now. It was interesting. I think despite yourself, despite what you expected yourself to feel, you actually made a connection with Dev. And now, because you're used to the idea of romance leading to disaster, you're afraid romance will ultimately destroy that connection.

<sips the scotch>

Its a feeling I can relate to.

I think you and Dev have left things in an odd place and you should follow things up with him. It may not be pleasant...in the short term. But Dev is a good man. And when you make a connection with someone--well, that's something you don't want to let slip away.

She has that same vulnerability Viv and Opal once had. A strong, brave woman, but vulnerable behind it all. This is the person I want to know better.

(She ignores the scotch, Tempest isn't a fan of alcohol.)

Cobalt, I'm not afraid of romance, I'm just uneasy with it. True love and all that, I've never had it. Ever.

With Dev, I don't want it, I want his friendship, I want to be there for him and him to be there for me. He's not a soul mate, more like a kindred spirit.

He's very attractive. But his reputation...what would be the point. One of my shades is a notch on his infamous bedpost, why should I be another one. I just can't help but feel comfortable around him.

Well, given all Dev has been through lately, I think a good friend is exactly what he needs.

What about Lardy?

Lardy?

I don't know. I guess there is some sort of...chemical attraction. But with me, that never lasts. I get bored, look for a new scene and leave the old one behind. It's kind of hard to make friends if you use them up until you get bored with them.

What about you, anyone special?

Just one these days, though I haven't seen her in a long time. Spellbinder, whom you may recall as the Princess of Psyonia, Crujectra.

We've been together a number of years but these last two years have been difficult as she's been touring the United Planets for charitable rebuilding projects in devastated planets.

I can only trust we'll be reunited again soon.

<sips scotch>

It hasn't been easy, though.

He has someone. The one with the gargantuan bust!

Good, I'm glad, for some reason, I feel like I'm off the hook

I'm not really good at this whole advice thing for relationships. I guess just...hang in there.

(smiles)

Well, this is getting weird.

I'm not one for heart to hearts either. But I am glad we had this talk.

In the troubles to come we'll all need one another. I'm glad we at least know where each other stands.

<stands>

It's been a pleasure.

<exits>