They, as well as every other member of the Protectorate, now carried a sidearm of lethal design originating from the Protectorate labs. This in conjun...tion with the 'Hooter's' personal shields, tended to produce few beings stupid enough to attack any of them. Those that did try to kidnap one of the officers early on, did not repeat their mistake, nor pass on their genes to the genetic pool, and served as an abject lesson for others that might be tempted. The Nondeaka had no trouble squeegeeing. She was panting heavily."Seconds?" The was a dreamy quality to Sharon's voice as if she were actually far away. Matt wondered if she was thinking of her time in London."Well... actually... Matt... you... just... had... sloppy seconds..." WHAT?!" What?" We've landed Ma'am."As Sharon entered the baggage carousel area she saw Matt. He sprinted towards her and kissed her passionately. Sharon felt her body respond. She wanted nothing more then to be in his arms.A FEW DAYS LATERSharon was nervous as. “How do you plead?”“Not guilty!” Luka replied in a firm voice.“Do you wish for a legal counsel and defender?”“No. I will stand by my decisions alone.”“Mage Cixi, you have the floor,” he stated.“Thank you, Mage Simon,” she replied and moved to face Luka. She gave the Council a brief description of the events that had taken place in the Outer Realms, though all there knew of them, but a procedure had to be followed. “You claim that what you did to Oonagh, and thereby to John, was justified?” she. "What?" I asked."A flashpoint when you're on the reserve list," she said with some mystery in her smile."Not often," I answered. "But when it does, the fire tends to leave scars." Do you like scars?" she asked wide-eyed."I'm still young enough to think passion should burn," I replied."Those are a little risque for someone on the reserve list," she said reaching out to touch the shorts; they were see-through."I imagine that she'll stand in front of the mirror that first time, look at herself,.