The Call

[el-escarabajo.livejournal.com]

Jaime Reyes voice sounds over the comm-rings--all of them--and it sounds very urgent.

« Everyone on the ship, listen up! This is Jaime Reyes, your local 'Blowing this pop stand' coordinator and escape facilitation engineer. I need everyone on the ship to come to the City, in front of the Precinct, immediately. Grab people who don't have their comm rings with them--and tell them to grab their comm rings, people who are sleeping, whoever you find, and try to make sure everyone on the ship knows to come. This is very important. This is "getting the heck out of here" important. »

When they arrive, they arrive to find the Command Staff waiting, and a tiny, tiny young man standing on stone ledge from a fountain, waiting for them.

Here goes nothing.

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[morphitudinous]

As he struggled to appear neutral, Billy's mind was lost in the throes of speculation. After the training, he'd spent the remaining time in the labs checking over anything that might be useful for this mission. Thankfully they wouldn't be storming off into the unknown without any tools again. But would it be enough?

Furthermore, what would his role be? As far as he knew, several of their best engineers had already volunteered to join the action. Some of them had to stay behind in the event that something truly horrific happened.

It occurred to him that he should have discussed this earlier, but at this juncture, he reasoned it would be worthwhile to cease worrying until Jaime's plan was actually presented.

Of course, knowing you should do something doesn't mean you will. Billy willed everyone to ignore any signs of nervousness that he might not be entirely successful at suppressing. He'd be friendly and helpful if called on.

[imma-frog.livejournal.com]

Adam had been feeling entirely useless his whole stay. He missed a ton of important things, he only met barely a 50th of the entire crew here, and he couldn't even morph.

What was he to do now?

He sighed as he walked to the area and grinned when he saw Billy. He walked up to him and tapped him on the shoulder. "Hey."

[morphitudinous]

Just for the record, that small jump and startled noise didn't happen. Billy's surprised look shifted into a smile once his brain re-established conscious control, and they were off.

"Hey Adam. Perhaps it's useless to baselessly speculate, but...this is it, huh? All the preparations, the training, and we're going to charge in with guns blazing and somehow attempt to get home. It almost makes me wish we could drive the Zords through the barriers and be done with it."

He makes an odd sort of sound between a chuckle and a sigh. "Do you think we can really do this?"

[imma-frog.livejournal.com]

Adam was silent for a moment. Not sure how to answer just yet. He barely knew anyone on this ship. He didn't know their strengths or weakenesses. They didn't even have the whole ranger team with them.

It was simply the Blue Ranger and the Black Ranger.

He shook his head. "I'm not too sure but... I think so. I don't know these people but... I think they are determined enough, like we are back on Earth, to get through this."

He chuckled then. "I wish I had the Frog zord."

[morphitudinous]

"True. I've come to trust a number of our crewmates, and I believe most of us are working toward the same goal. Unfortunately, I doubt we'll be facing anything as easily-beaten as our old friends the Putties. Hopefully the weapons training everyone received will be enough to keep them safe, but we'll do our part too." It would be a funny story to tell someday, he thought. Billy had been the one in need of protection not that long ago, and a year of being a Ranger had already implanted a hero complex in his head. Shifting back to the present---wait, what did Adam say?

"When did you get a frog zord? As far as I'm aware, you still have the Lion." Oh boy. Hello, time stream inconsistency! Excuse Billy while he tries to picture what a frog zord would look like, and forgive him if amusement starts to creep into the confused expression.

[imma-frog.livejournal.com]

Adam shook his head. "No... I have the Frog Zord. C'mon, you can't have forgotten our trip to Phaedos, Billy."

He looked utterly confused but then he saw the amused smile and he blushed, smacking Billy in the arm. "Don't make fun!"

[morphitudinous]

"Of course not. The frog is a very noble creature, and I'm certain it's a fine zord. It would surpass all the others by leaps and bounds." Yes, he used that pun. He deserved the smack for that alone.

Billy fell silent for a moment, scanning every corner of his brain for an answer. Stacy wouldn't tamper with his mind, would she? He pushed on his plant-glasses in frustration. "Honestly, Adam, I've never heard of a location called Phaedos. If you'd received a new zord there, I'm sure I would remember it."

All amusement's faded to worry. Nothing scares a scientist more than the possibility that his mind isn't in complete working order.

[imma-frog.livejournal.com]

Adam blinked and grew worried too. "...What was the last thing you remember before coming here, Billy?"

[morphitudinous]

"We were on a talk show as the Power Rangers encouraging everyone in Angel Grove to focus on their studies. I'd just watched the tape at home and gone to sleep, and in the next moment I was sliding out of a gooey pod. Funny that I should disappear from Angel Grove the night after telling everyone else to stay in school."

He really didn't like the look on Adam's face. "How much don't I know?"