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Gathering of the Power Rangers [Closed for now]
Having posted his call for the Rangers to report to the Command Center immediately whenever they had time, there was little Billy could do but stand in the circle of consoles and wait. With dim blue lights twinkling along the walls, he could just about see his hand in front of his face.
Maybe he should have asked someone to bring a flashlight.
Shaking that thought off, he started preparing a speech for the others in his head, reminding himself of all the rules and ideals. The threshold of a new beginning. What an exciting and nerve-wracking place to be.
I wish you were here, Billy thought as the light reflected off the empty glass tube. But wishing wouldn't bring anyone back, as the past year had proven. The Rangers were his responsibility now, and he'd have to improvise.
Starting with the first few Rangers. He hoped they would make it through the door safely, and further that they wouldn't trip.
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Maybe he should have asked someone to bring a flashlight.
Shaking that thought off, he started preparing a speech for the others in his head, reminding himself of all the rules and ideals. The threshold of a new beginning. What an exciting and nerve-wracking place to be.
I wish you were here, Billy thought as the light reflected off the empty glass tube. But wishing wouldn't bring anyone back, as the past year had proven. The Rangers were his responsibility now, and he'd have to improvise.
Starting with the first few Rangers. He hoped they would make it through the door safely, and further that they wouldn't trip.
((A guest will be dropping in already, but depending on how the conversation goes others might be asked to come by later. Let's go!))
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He's seen enough senseless death that he is strongly motivated to do his best to prevent it from happening again.
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But Lash...Lash had probably killed more people indirectly and directly than everyone else in this room had seen dead. Combined. Sent so many loyal Black Hole soldiers to their inevitable deaths for the glory of Sturm and...that was in the past, right? She couldn't have been picked for this if there wasn't some sort of cosmic joke or maybe something that believed in her more that she currently believed in herself. It felt...nice. Having teammates again felt really nice. This was more intimate than the Rouge Squadron, she had to admit.
Could she have killed Jake or Hawke if push had come to shove? Probably not. Lash bit her lip and remained silent, but she also touched Billy's shoulder. That said enough, right?
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With this, his hope for their team swelled.
"Thank you," he answered with a quiet smile. "If he was here, he'd thank you too."