While Ace was preoccupied with communicating with the police and Whitney had snuck out with a particularly handsome bounty hunter for something either conspiratorial or lewd, Ghost was left with a leaner, but still effective team volunteering their support. The suit of armor couldn't exactly beam, but he sounded heartened. "And let slip the dogs of war." It was probably a good thing Whitney wasn't in the room for that one.<br/><br/>Boushh looked between Ghost and Darclight, "Fencer and Hound?"<br/><br/>"A pair of very scary individuals," Ghost said, almost affectionately, "but good people. I'll give you what you need.<br/><br/>So, you're right that if it were just point A to point B, we would have seen it coming. Years, probably decades in advance, even," Ghost scratched his head with a little metallic scraping sound on his helmet, "the extraterrestrial angle is mostly a guess, you can tell we're taking shots in the dark but it's worth looking at. Given it started with Rose I'd be more inclined to call it extradimensional, she was good at knowing-" there was a little tic in his tone as if he were quirking an eyebrow, "is there really a hipster hell? Do hipsters go there? Is it run by hipsters? Was there an angelic rebellion because an omnipresent divine was by definition too mainstream? You know what, never mind. I really don't want to know."<br/><br/>"But knowing is half the-" Boushh started to interrupt.<br/><br/>"Moving on! We've considered that Zohar itself is some sort of magical light-construct. The fact that it also creates things that are clearly such, well, it's not reassuring if we have some sort of sorcerous Von Neumann Machine on our hands. If you want to get into a fight with it to get us more information it'll be tricky, but with a ship like yours, Kanina, it would be easier. Identify a prison break in progress, drop down on it, present something sufficiently interesting that it doesn't just blink out right away, or identify a prisoner it wants badly enough to fight you for. Just try to not ignite our atmosphere while you're heading off in pursuit."<br/><br/>"I think there was a mention of 'anyone cute enough,'" Boushh said cheerfully.<br/><br/>"Um."<br/><br/>"You know people, how many cabana catboys can you get for Doc Tabs to keep her happy?"<br/><br/>"Just what sort of people do you think I know?" Ghost sounded somewhere between weirded out and deeply offended.<br/><br/>"Three? Four?"<br/><br/>"I am not having this conversation."<br/>