Hey,
"Mr. Ito can you hear me." Jet yelled into his headset. He turned in a slow circle, his eyes coming to rest on a scene from a Halloween story. He was in the middle of a old cemetery. In front of him was a huge granite tombstone. Hanging upside down by her knees from the top was his Succubi Intelligence officer Blossom, personally chosen by the Empress herself. She was trying to hold here skirt up to cover her panties with her left hand & hold on with the right. Here winged hair carpeting the ground. "What the hell was that." The smell of cinnamon in the air.
"Some big power just went down for just a second then gone." Mr. Ito continued to type with his left hand as his right pulled the hair from his face. "Damn big power." He turned to his right & to look at the lone China search computer. "Says here that a major power source flashed to life milliseconds before you were to appear." He turned to look at the progress his left hand had made. He looked at the satellite imagery in the blue range. "It was a Teleporter, Jet."
Jet moved to help the schoolgirl uniformed officer down. "So why are we here in this graveyard?" As he got to her, he stepped on here hair pulling her from the top to land spread legged across his chest, head in his lap. "Explain Ito please?" Blossom moved to her feet quickly straightening out her uniform and retrieved her plasma lance. Empress Mako made sure that her S.I. had the best training & weapons. Which included the newly crafted Katana across the small of her back.
Jet could hear Mr. Ito. "Come on Ito!" He was laughing hysterically. Jet could now feel pheromones working on him. "Please Blossom." She turned slightly to look sheepishly over her shoulder. "Yes ssssir..."
"Well the only thing that could have made you appear, were you did." He stopped laughing and got serious. "Our as that our teleport & the other teleport tried to occupy the same place." Mr. Ito giggled. "Basically you bounced in teleportation like a marble hitting a marble. Its amazing you are alive." Mr. Ito calmed down and began sending the data to the lab in Okinawa. "I laugh because the odds of this happening is beyond most minds." He leaned back in his chair. "Do you want a port?"
Jet stood & took out the small ET uplink which was secured by the new Yankee Suns satellite. "No we are less then 2 mile from its location. We should be able to make it there." He turned to see Miyabi, the original Kill Girl. The Tokyo Teen. Leader of the toughest girls this side of the planet, come dancing across the graves & tombstone like some macabre ballet. Her Katana flashing and her plasma lance circling. "Come on Miyabi." He began walking. "You crazy chick."
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I'm working to get a lot of character development in. 
