Areas of Concern...

Leon

Oh boy, it's gonna be a really strange time down here on the farm until I find some way out of here safely to pass on what I've found....!

But as it is, opportunity presents itself much sooner than expected!

As I and Phylicia do the chores half heartedly (this work is worse than even what I'd done back as a laborer), I overhear announcements over the PA system calling for me to report to such and such a place to talk with such and such a person. The announcements sound increasingly strident, but fuck 'em! Know that waits for me, now, if I'm so foolish as to arrive at my appointment, now!

But as I said, opportunity presents itself and we make our escape, managing to . . .

Would you believe we get taken out with the daily garbage dump? Oh, it's a smelly escape, but it does the job!

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"When we get to your place do we have at least time so we can bathe?" my unexpected partner in crime asks me. "The stench is almost . . . overwhelming!"

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You know, if I wasn't smelling the same way (and wanting to do the same thing) I'd say something really cutting to her for that!

We manage to make good time back to my apartment and glancing up at the clock on the wall I do a double take. I'd been away for only that long?! Shit! I'm way early than late!

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Then again, what I and my unexpected friend had gone through had been anything BUT fun. You know the old saying how time flies when you're having fun? Well, the opposite applies to THE kind of clusterf*uck we'd gone through! Musta set a new world record getting out of the Tyrell building. Quicker than what I'd have been able to manage IF I had met up with that Bladrunner (and manage to shoot my way out afterward).

Hell, Zhora is still here getting ready to go to her gig!

"Hey, we've got problems!" I say without preamble as she comes up short (due in part to surprise at my early return, in part to my unexpected company, and due in LARGE part to what I must smell like)!

Back on the TARDIS

Inquirer

"Let's get to work, people." I sigh.

Just the last in a whole line of things that surrounds the question marks I have over this particular John Crichton.

Secretly, I'd had grave . . . concerns over him after getting to know him better (this man from "Season 4"). Compare him to Season 1 Crichton and I find him....

Okay, he's more battle hardened. That's a given after all he's gone through. Less willing to trust, I can see that.

But there is something seriously wrong with the boy! Priorities all over the place and Betty had said he'd been worried about losing his humanity. Something very real, considering that he'd built (and exploded) a tactical nuke to a dinner party...

Then again, if we go by that measure, he's under par with the group I used to run with (i.e. the Military). Back on that f*ckup called Mirror which some Captains we'd needed to cover assigned areas . . . . Well, it went badly and we'd been luck to not loose MORE than we had, damnit. Some comrades, who still I miss to this day, had been cut off behind Enemy lines dirtside and ....

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I don't want to talk about it, but let's just leave it off it was better the nuke they called down upon themselves (delivered by me) than being captured by the Enemy! The Enemy did NOT abide by the Geneva Convention in the least AND had the bad habit of EATING those they'd captured...

Had always said before now they'd been fugitives from a bad scifi movie....

Well, anyway....back to Crichton and away from bad memories from Random Access Memory Land!

Crichton...

But still some of the OTHER things he's done since we'd joined up again just leaves me glad he'd opted to stash himself in a freeze tube! Not that he'd turn on us but I worry that he might do something stupid that could land us in a world of shit!

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More so that he might usually be prone to, that is!

Anway, maybe once he settles down in Traken space and gets his head together I'll feel more comfortable with associating with him. But until then . . .

Yeah...

Until then, he's been something of a concern for me and my friends so I feel much happier staying my distance from him, okay? At least this way, in the tube, I don't have to worry about him getting himself into trouble. Can concentrate more on the task at hand instead of fulfilling a promise to his wife. Take my promises seriously, I do, but still him in a tube is . . . so much easier to now keep the promise than I'd otherwise have to handle (especially with THIS next reality)!

Last one (Moonraker) had been a snap! Just like the plot of the movie could be summarized with fifty words or less (easily), so to were we able to hammer out a solution to the problem at hand. Little to no subtly was needed, there. Yeah, to continue the hardware analogy, while not all problems out there are nails that reality's problems just needed a bigger hammer! And boy, did Drax's space station (with it's weaponry) count as that, eh?

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Well, anyway, here in THIS reality it's a bit more difficult. Complex. While perhaps the book Bladerunner had been based off of (Do Androids Dream of Electric Sheep) been simpler in plot, it is way and above more complex than Moonraker! Tackle it like we'd done with the last reality, and we'd be really asking for the Creator to strike us down for stupidity!!

Just the thing is just HOW to do it. Just need to figure out that, right?

Best way to do it is first to get a lay of the land. Get detector wand bearings on our targets and all that!

So we land! Land in a secluded alley and Aeryn Pip and Chiana (in disguise) go about reconning the place and.... The blmp as seen in the movie is blasting out it's commercials, trying to sucker the world weary population in this city out to the Colonies! We sort of split up into little groups and....

1. Next thing we know is a guy who looks like Harrison Ford is chasing after one of them!

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