Ryoga 97 slammed his fist on the table.  Formica cracked, 
leaving a faint spiderweb of lines as evidence of his anger.  "WILLMORE 
DIES!" he shouted.
	"Uh, we tried that, already," Skeride 3 said.  "It didn't work 
that well."
	Priss 15 shook her head.  "They're on to us.  I'll bet they're 
planning some sort of counterattack."
	Kasumi 4 looked up from pouring Tenchi 9 a cup of tea.  "What 
makes you say that?"
	"It's what _we'd_ do in their place," Ranma 1,103 declared.  
"Hell, it's what we _did_ do,"
	Akane 1,103 whapped Ranma 1,103 with the Cosmo she'd been 
reading.  "Baka!  It's all your fault, going overboard with the curses 
like that."
	"Hey," Ranma 1,103 argued back, "you helped me.  Besides, you 
were the one who came up with the whole dimension crossing thing."
	Mousse Pi minus E scratched his beard.  "How did you manage to 
do that, anyway?"
	"What do you mean?" Mousse 73 asked.  "We do it better than she 
does.  When you reach into Hammerspace, you just jump through the portal 
instead of pulling out our weapons."
	"Hammerspace?"  Washu 7 snorted.  "Why, I discovered that 
dimension centuries ago.  'Hammerspace' indeed."
	"Is this the same dimension Boomers use to gain extra mass?"  
Mousse Pi minus E asked.
	"Yes," Sylia 21 replied.  "My father did some research in 
parallel dimensions during his postdoctoral work."  She frowned,  "Which 
dimension are you from, again?  I haven't seen many Mousse's with full 
beards."
	"A cold one?" Mousse Pi minus E suggested.
	"Right," Priss 15 said.  She charged her railgun.  "Don't move."
	"Now would be a good time to write myself out of this scene," 
Ross said.  With that, he vanished.
	"Shit."  Priss 15 fired a fraction of a second too late, nearly 
skewering Usagi 201.  The odango-haired girl, frightened by her brush 
with death, burst into tears.
	"Good going," Ranma 1,103 said sarcastically.
	"Shaddup," Priss 15 snapped back.
	"Who's gonna make me?  You?  We _both_ know who'd win that fight."
	Priss 15 slammed her faceplate shut.  "Anytime."
	"Enough," Sylia 21 said, her voice cutting through the building 
argument.  "We have some serious problems here, and we have no time for 
petty bickering.  Security has been compromised.  We've had at least one 
spy, our authors are plotting something, and we have a few traitors."
	"Traitors?"  Akane 1,103 asked.  "Who would betray us?"
	"Have you seen any of the Ryo Muhoshins around?"  Sylia 21 
frowned.  "We should have expected this.  Enemy of my enemy... I 
wouldn't be surprised if Largo and the Youma hordes sided with the authors."
	"What can we do?" Akane 1,103 asked...
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