Where all parties agree that none shall ever say "I'm sorry"

Rei Ayanami Quatermain

"Oh frell," I find myself saying softly as what I take as this world's versions of the various pilots of the Evangelion (EVA) Units stare back at me and my sisters (and our wings). Odd swear words aside (mixed in with the rather elecit volcabulary sources such as the vulgarity from the Unknown Terrritories, the technobabble from B'Elanna's Federation, and the 19th Century tongue of my parents), I must say this cannot be any bloody good at all!

Even the G-Man looks somewhat flummoxed at this turn of events (I mean, what are the odds of being plowed down right as we appear when whatever gadget he'd consulted said it was clear on this end!?), but right now is not the time to just sit on my rear and gape back and forth with our analog here!

Still, there are things that can be done to remedy this situation. Through the years a certain spell has proven it's usefulness again and again to those within my loving family well BEFORE I had come into their world: sleep! One of Betty's favorite spells, that. Not only does it put off unwanted questions (like what I know our natives here will be asking), but leaves them alive afterwards! See, not only does it leave less blood on one's hands (as it were), if nothing else you do not have to go and hunt down a necromancer to question the people afterwards.

That and it doesn't leave any police forces combing the area for people who commit murder.

. . .

Myself, I happen to totally agree with my father's sentiments concerning bloodleting. He'd said: "I've killed many men in my time, but I have never slain wantonly or stained y hand in innocent blood, and only in self defense." Yes, I have drawn blood, and recently at that. However, while not in self defense it was in defense of family so close enough. It was . . . very personal, my reasons for killing.

And while the G-Man doesn't fallow that edict himself, his "for the greater good" attitude on the matter at least doesn't stretch things to where murdering prone children where they lay...

That and all, the "kill them all and let God sort them out" attitude is most . . .unproductive. Even discounting the value of human life, at the bottom of things

Never did learn any necromancy from the various people in our family who practiced it. Found it too . . .well . . . creepy for my tastes. I did learn the sleep spell does wonders if one wants to avoid unnecessary questions (and want to speak with your victim afterwards without resorting to a seance).

Yes, a spell of sleep does the job most nicely.

That and a phasor blast on light stun....

I do the sleep spell upon the red headed loudmouth and this world's version of what I take as Shinji and the G-Man does the honor of the light stun.

Know that it is a light stun because of the sound the phasor makes. Pays to work side by side with B'Elanna since she knows the ins and outs of Star Trek technology like the back of her hand.

All said, I do admit I am VERY glad to see that the G-Man (whatever his faults) only used the lightest of stun settings instead of something else. Like heavy stun or something worse.

Maybe we CAN work for this human/alien hybrid without regretting it later on after all? Not like we have much choice in the matter since I did witness a future version of the G-Man who'd come into great power (re: 62225) that suggests he's a better ally than enemy . . .

Sigh, but all that said you already KNOW that we Champions aren't too thrilled with this situation? We'd been forced basically into but with the Doctor OUT of it the only person who could possibly be able to navigate the Iconian gateway system. We cannot wait for the Doctor to come out of his self inflicted coma because only God would know how many lives on Reika’s Earth would be ruined or altered beyond all recognition by the Chaos Energy that Rei I and Tabris are putting out here. So we swallow our pride and our reservations and tapped the G-Man for the job of navigator even though he’s hardly what one could term as a hero in shining armor.

But all that said I trust you understand that I was NOT actually having all those angst filled thoughts while those we’ve knocked down are asleep on the sidewalk! No, instead I and the others are actually running from the scene of the crime (as it were) to an alley out of sight. Once there, quick (temporary) disguise spells allow us to go back out into the street and actually witness the chaos we’d unintentionally unleashed.

Chaotic it is because for some God forsaken reason it appears that THIS world’s version of Major Misato Katsuragi has made the scene just moments later.

1. While dressed somewhat less . . . provocatively than the counterparts I’m familiar with, the driving style she displays with her blue Alpine sports car is most . . . hair raising!

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