Crystal rescued me – sort of. She saw the encounter, and came up to me a second later before anyone else could collar me. "Did that pretty mademoise...le show you her pretty boobs? Did it make Little Jimmy all hard and interested? Well, I have a solution; let's go back to the hotel and screw around." She leaned up and kissed me, and not just a peck on the cheek but one of her mindblowing volcanic kisses that portend an interesting evening. Someone took a picture just at that instant, which would. Richard grumbled back silently.[Ah, the joys of freedom. Now aren't you glad I told you to keep those powers you said you didn't want? Just think of the mess if you had nothing except a name and no power.] Replied the symbiot. Snorted Richard.[Speaking of being under someone's thumb, you have stopped training. A day off now and then is fine. It has been two weeks since you last trained in anything. Richard, I can't begin to stress the importance of your training. A time will come when you need. When he got back, she was standing in the hall, hands on her hips and face flushed. She didn't wait until he had shut the door. "I did not give you permission to leave!" She paused as the computer translated the next sentence for her. "You will take me to one of your cities now! I wish to find out all I can." She jabbed a finger at his chest emphasizing each word.Tristan gasped at her arrogance. "Screw You! You can forget it with an attitude like that!" He stepped past her and walked into the. But it's troo. And, no, zer is no vey for me to really make you beelieeve, Bobby. No amount of documented proof can really, really, convince you of zat matter. Even if I brought to you ze truckloads of reports zat cover every operation you have ever taken part in. It would not be enough. Even if you had a talk vith every one of your now retired clozest colleagues, Jimmy ze Spazz, Voimund of Savoy, Helen Mirrene, Hilderich D'Augnacy. Even if zey cried in front of your very eyes and begged you to.