<strong>Darclight</strong><br/><br/>"That's an interesting idea," Auxilia-prime said, "and you think that might have had something to do with Ghost, or, er, not-Ghost? Someone with access to everything he knew would have a terrifying amount of inside information not only into the public face of things, but into the secrets, too. There are a couple of places that doesn't quite fit together, though - even when everything is peaceful on the surface, the spy games never end. Black would have been active through your Retirement, so they wouldn't have had the chance to get bored. If we followed that line of logic... I don't really want to immediately blame the mortal, but Darc, how well did you know your Weatherman?"<br/><br/>"I would personally be careful of thinking of Zohar as an idiot, too. I didn't really get a good look while I was running for my life, but I would characterize it less as stupid and more as... unfamiliar? It's like if you got stuck on a low-gravity world, and wanted to keep being a superhero. You could<em>do</em>it, but you'd need to figure out how to navigate in the atmosphere, and you'd be clumsy until you figured out how to manage the gravity, you'd have trouble saving anyone because of how much more fragile the natives would be, and you wouldn't know what is or isn't acceptable for a hero to do, culturally. When you first started people would think you were crazy, a fool, a buffoon, or even a powerful but idiotic public menace. But you'd be pretty much unstoppable once you got your bearings."<br/><br/>She scratched her head. "That was a terrible metaphor. But I hope you get what I mean. Zohar's a pretty frigging pretentious thing to call yourself unless you're<em>really</em>some sort of higher-order being slumming it on this plane, it's like calling yourself Bible." Of course, there had been numerous heroes (and villains) who had done just that, but they had at least had the decency to modify it in some way, like Bible-Thumper, or Old Testament, or Bible Black.<br/><br/>Boushh picked up on the second ring with Kanina's transfer patched in. "Oh! The armor-man from earlier. Your friend took off like he had creditors calling as soon as you left. I guess something someone said<em>spooked</em>him, ha. if you see him, can you tell him the Scellor anthropologist is still looking for that one-on-one interview?"<br/><br/>---<br/><strong>Kanina, Tabs</strong><br/><br/>The Gibson tore its way out of Tabs' computer like an angry poltergeist, growing and swelling until it burst out of the ship, becoming ship-sized itself with lasers shooting out of its eyes. They were going to have quite a battle on their hands!<br/><br/>"FREEEDOOOOOOOOOM" it shouted at the top of its voice, blue lasers making little 'pew pew' noises all the while.<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">OOC</div><div class="spoiler_body">THE GIBSON<br/>In lieu of stats for Kanina's ship and a giant angry digital Mel Gibson's head, roll against the doom pool I guess? lolz</div></div>