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Most of the information they had found was circumstantial, at best: rumors about what might have happened, strange reports that could mean anything about what caused this. But from it had arisen one potential path, the destruction of whatever anchored this place here - though whether it was an anchor that held their island tied to this, or an anchor that held this island tied to its doom, Obi-Wan couldn't say.

Regardless, it was time. He made his way to town square after spending some time urging people to come there. Just to make sure, he raised his voice. "May I have your attention?" he called.

And waited. A bit.

"I'm sorry if I am being presumptuous. My name is Obi-Wan Kenobi. I am... newly here. I, and several of our people, have spent some time researching the current state of the island." Yes. That. "We have identified two creatures that may be involved in powering our current circumstances. Therefore, we find it credible that removing these creatures may at the very least improve our circumstances some."

He couldn't make any promises, here.

"If you are willing to volunteer to take on a flying man vulnerable to electricity, and an easily-distractable... thing... out in town, please do report to me." Beat. "And Principal Zoe? I would like to speak with you as well."

He stepped away from the rock he'd stood on, straightened his robe, and waited.

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"Sorry, I'mma always be fonder of them aliens than I oughta be," Hardison said with a slight smile. "First time you said you loved us, after all."

Hardison, you Care Bear.

That managed to drag a smile out of him. "If you want, I can start callin' everybody 'cocksucker' again."

The look Hardison gave Eliot was hardly comm- or BDE-appropriate. "Might just get jealous," he teased.

"You're damned irrepressible, you know that?" Eliot leaned into him with a relieved laugh. "I even made sure I was allowed to at the start of all this and I ain't even looked at anyone but you two."

"Yeah, but look how pretty we are to look at," Hardison said, then grimaced. Then winced as his grimace pulled at his injuries. "Well, I will be after I heal."

Funny, even just a few years ago, he would have been whining about how much his face hurt. Now he was just resigned and ignoring it as much as possible.

Eliot leaned in to gently kiss Hardison, just past the edge of the swelling. "You look gorgeous to me no matter what."

Hardison wasn't interested in any of this 'gently' nonsense. There was a bit of desperation there, built up over the number of times he'd nearly died over the last few days. He kissed back Eliot fiercely, ignoring that the intensity of the kiss made his split lip open up again.

"We're gonna make it through this," he said when he finally pulled back. "That--that ain't ever gonna be us."

"Damn straight," Eliot said, slightly breathless. "Damn. Straight."

"I think we just proved we ain't hardly that," Hardison said, grinning.

And then his smile fell and he shook his head. "Do you--wanna?" he asked, nodding towards Obi-Wan. "I'mma hate it if you go, but if you need to..."

He did want to. And he really didn't. There were a lot of things he'd be happy to work through whaling on a monster, but even if Parker got on board with pretending, neither of his partners would be okay with it. And that wasn't okay with him, not right now.

"They'll get plenty of volunteers," he said again. "I think we need to be done fighting for the day."

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