"Go forth. Fetch yon stick."
The German Shepard known as Xander races across the grass to retrieve a very special stick. Carefully biting down upon it he brings it back to its owner with a playful poise. Accepting the drool covered wand was a younger man in a dingy purple robe. Tethered tightly about his waist by a golden sash. A beard dangling from his chin. A twinkle in his eye.
"A well tutored pet indeed. Where dost thou hail from my hairy new friend? You are like no hound I have seen before. Art thee enchanted?"
"I'm just a dog." He hears in his thoughts prompting the man to stand emotionless. Eyes wide without blinking. Quite unexpected even for a man who occasionally read minds.
"You speak as if a man. Hath a spell been cast upon you? A man turned into a hound by the darkest of magicks?"
"No. My Master placed a telepathic chip in my head so he and I could talk. You're my Master. I can smell him on you. Throw the stick again. This is fun."
"I know not what gibberish you offer canine. Yet it does indeed amuse me. Try not to bite through my wand. I would hate for it to turn thee into a toad."
"Xander careful Master."
"I fear I am not your Master. An honor must go to another."
"Xander not wrong. You Master James. Except you older. No matter. Going to get stick now." He bolts after the wand being cast one last time. The Magician fidgeting at the unusual dog. Strong magic indeed. Returning once more with tail wagging he drops it at the man's boots. Sitting patiently until his head was patted for being good.
"Art thee certain that ye are not Morgana Le Fey? A shape shifter come to steal one of my books?" In reply Xander rises and starts sniffing the ground. Darting about until he reaches a gnarled tree stump. From there he proceeds to hike his hind leg and urinate. The man cocks an eye brow, "Most certainly not the Witch."
Merwyn nods rubbing his beard before returning to his work. A task given, with no time further to waste. His King had need of his skill. His loyalty beyond question. Now where did he put that book most recently procured?
Pangaea in another dimension all together.
"Alright people." Ruby Goddard had called a meeting outside in the sun. Humans, Hybrids, Ganthorian alike, "James Ian has informed me that Cameron Scott is in trouble. I know we just got settled here but Cam is family. We would look out for our own." She turns to Harpea and her crew members, "That means you as well. We will back you up as long as you offer the same assistance. Friends and allies from this day forward." All eyes on her leadership skill a general consensus was drawn. The Ganthorians eying their own leader Harpea for confirmation. As Scientists they would be little help in the field. Unless ordered. Harpea lifts her right hand with a clenched fist. Her people knowing that meant she had given an oath.
"We stand with you Ruby Goddard." Harpea acknowledges.
"Thank you Harpea. Each and every one of you. Family in my eyes."
Beside her on a crate sat Malcolm Brand, "What did Cam get into now?"
"Not sure. Something about a pyramid that sat under the dunes, next to that cavern opening we flew out of earlier today. I want you to lead a recon team out there and see if you can determine where Cam might have gone. If he went inside there has to be a door. James lost mental contact with Cam shortly after he called for help. We all know Cam's new power set. If he's in trouble it must be bigger than he can handle." Ruby looks toward Elle Franklin across from her standing beside the hybrid beauty Animahni. Looking pale in the sun. Her body used to being hydrated.
"Elle? Go with Malcolm. I'd ask Animahni but she looks as if she's ready to pass out. Might want to head inside and cool off."
"I am fine Colonel Goddard. I wish to be of assistance." The red skinned Goddess expressed.
"You look horrible. Until we can find a way to keep you cool you--" Ruby is interrupted by James Ian racing down the ramp of the X'Hal.
"Already on it Mom." He sprints toward her with his new friend and past incarnation Moe dogging his heels on all fours like a chimpanzee. James held a life fiber suit that looked wet.
"What's this?"
"I sensed Animahni suffering. So I hurried and got some life fiber. She needs to put this on fast before it dries. Once on it will stay moist to compensate her needs. Wet suit that stays wet as long as she wears it."
With a thin smile Ruby nods to pass it off to Animahni. The hybrid Amphibian looking to Elle first before accepting it. The coolness of the fabric instantly brought on a smile. With very little haste she disrobes in front of everyone. Wearing a long tee shirt belonging to Elle. Elle chuckled lightly at her inability to worry about what others think. Ruby again covered the eyes of James. James in turn covering the eyes of Moe. Not that it mattered. James had already perfected the ability to see through the eyes of others through brain perception.
The Ganthorians themselves watched her nudity and admired her curves. Their work always came first. Although not officially designing this young woman the deceased Scientists of the X'Hal did a commendable job. Harpea could only roll her eyes. Men! The fit of the life fiber like a second skin Animahni grins sheepishly. The wet fabric instantly making her cells feel much better. With a giddy laugh she hugs Elle's arm.
"Alright Animahni. You can go along. Stay close to Elle."
"No problem there Colonel." Eleanor Franklin winks, "Okay Big man. Break us out some Technorides and let's boogie."
Harpea clears her throat, "I would offer my fellow Scientist Mav'Ryk to join them. In good faith." Mav'Ryk perking up with interest. A Scientist first and foremost he did enjoy getting out of his comfort zone. Piloting the X'Orr earlier brought his needs to the surface.
"Thank you Harpea. Mav'Ryk? We appreciate your help." Ruby motions her thanks with a tilted nod and warm smile. Without a true expression Mav'Ryk returns her nod with an ever so slight smirk. He in turn extends his nod toward his superior officer Harpea. "I shall join you in procuring the Technorides Malcolm Brand."
"Sounds like a plan Cruise." The two men step away into the X'Orr and head for the shuttle bays. The Ganthorian had no idea why he was referred to as Cruise.
