CHARADES
When the Mayship took off the current authority on the ship, May, had decided that the best place to land for the moment would be in China. It was a far distance from where the man chasing them was, and plus it was one of the major places that the pirates landed at so it would be logical that Johnny would head there to catch up. It was several days of journeying through the sky towards their destination, of which many pondered what would happen or whether their captain survived, or just what exactly was going on. One day you're enjoying life, the next thing you know a madman is suddenly chasing you with a shape shifting weapon and impossible abilities.
"Okay everyone! I'm sure that Johnny's going to be back any time soon, so I want somebody on the radio at all times. I also want any crewmembers leaving the ship to go in pairs! Got it? Good! That's all for now." May shouted out of her megaphone at the crowd below the giant wing she was standing on.
"Where is your captain?" A voice behind the leader pirate asked. The cold, mechanical tone churned old memories in May's head as she twisted her neck around to meet an old aquaintance.
"Testament?" May asked surprised, even if she knew the answer to the question.
"That is my name. Where is your captain?" The Gear restated. A small crow landed on his shoulder.
"He's out at the moment. I'm in charge right now, if there's anything you need, then bring it up with me." May finished by poking a thumb at her chest.
Testament glared at the child captain for a few seconds before asking. "I've come to locate my precious child. Where is she?"
"Testament?" Dizzy asked, curiously. The Gear quickly heard the voice and pinpointed her position among the crowd, turning to face her. He then noticed other deemed 'un-required presences' beside her.
Namely the Knight the bounty hunter that had previously attempted to take her in.
"YOU?!" Testament seemingly disappeared and rematerialized in front of the three. "How dare you appear in front of my precious in such manner! I should know better than to suspect you are holding her captive against her will again!" Testament's weapon, the scythe constructed of his own blood, appeared threateningly, daring to go ahead and remove whatever limbs Testament deemed un-required to the survival of the human body.
"Testament! No! It's not like that at all!" Dizzy said quickly in an attempt to make sure more mass bloodshed and mayhem would not happen. Testament stopped at the words, thus letting the Half Gear continue her tale. "They've been protecting me against somebody for the past days."
"…Explain." Was Testament's only answer.
"Um, Okay. Ky, Bridget, I think it would be best if you were away for a little while." Bridget quickly nodded in agreement about this matter. Dizzy was in pretty good hands now, considering how Testament was so rabid about Dizzy's protection, of which the bounty hunter learned the hard way and was more than willing to leave the area to avoid further… reenactments. Ky was not as afraid of the Gear as Bridget was, but he still respected her choices.
"If you wish. Good day, Testament." Ky turned around and walked away.
"Well… I really don't like to leave you alone, but if you're really okay…" Bridget decided to say, though torn in two about the matter of having to leave Dizzy and being able to leave Testament's glare for a little while.
"Just go, okay?"
"Okay!" Bridget's side of him saying 'run like hell from Testament' quickly turned the entire body around and proceeded to march it away as far as he could from the Gear.
"Now what is going on?" Testament asked Dizzy. She gladly poured out her tale.
Ky could neither run, nor stand his ground at this impressive force. Despite him being able to destroy Gears and hunt through blood curdling truths of the world almost daily, there was simply one thing he could not figure out.
Why on earth every time he arrived in China he always ended up-
"KYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" Jam Kuradoberri stopped running towards the knight and hopped slightly to end up wrapping her arms around Ky's shoulders and staying firmly attached. Like the past three times.
"Help…" Ky weakly tugged at the Chinese girl's embrace. As uncomfortable as it was being so close to the girl's….'assets', he also knew it was rude to push away the woman like this. It was rather like a choosing between the two evils.
Let the girl continue to hang on Ky and flaunt her shapely body to him, or pull her off, break her heart and make a huge commotion in the streets.
"O, father who art thou in heaven, why must you tempt me so…" Ky silently whispered under his breath.
"KY! It's so great to have you back again! My restaurant's better than ever! Of course you still have 90% discount there! So how are you doing?" Jam finally released her grip on Ky.
"…I shall not want, he leads me by the pastures…" Ky continued his half memorized prayer of protection against all evil in the planet as Jam asked.
"Hello? Ky? You there?"
Ky suddenly was knocked out of his semi-rant. "What?"
"I was asking how you were doing." Jam asked as sweetly as possible, in her latest attempts to win his affections.
"Tired, a little worn out." Ky gave a bit of a weak smile, deciding not to let the chef in the entire fiasco of a madman chasing after him.
"Oh? You know, I happen to be good at massages…" Jam said, evil glint in her eye
Oh Lord, why must you test me so? "Um…Okay…"
The conversation between Ky and Jam pretty much continued on into a walk as the chef made plenty of suggestions that could be summed up into the phrase 'date and romantic night at Jam's flat' Ky, of course managed to barely keep the conversation from that uncomfortable topic by switching to how her restaurant was going.
"Oh! My restaurant is going great! Everything couldn't be peachier now that I got that new waitress!"
"Oh?" Ky said, slightly interested in the new development in his friend's life.
"Yeah! She works hard and runs pretty fast, and she doesn't make a fuss, and she's perfect for the restaurant!"
"Where did she come from?" Ky asked to keep the conversation going in a direction that Jam couldn't use to somehow sneak back into the conversation of where's the best place to have a romantic dinner.
"I dunno, she just popped up one morning looking for work. But who cares now? Speaking of which, you look a little skinnier this time we met. Why don't you come over to my restaurant to have lunch or something? My treat!" Jam said, thus continuing her long-standing tradition of saying Ky looked skinny and she'd treat him for breakfast/lunch/dinner/snack/midnight snack to fatten him up.
Ky sighed at the obvious answer. "Okay…"
"Up! UP! YES! NO! No! NOOOOOOO-"
The crazy man in black, riding his staff that had carried him to China in the form of an umbrella, had successfully made his landing into the tree put in the empty road for cosmetic purposes. It hurt of course, but he cared little for pain. Or so he said.
"Paiiiiinnnn… Heeeeeeeeelllllp…." The man groaned before getting up. "Goodness! The things I do just to kill ONE person. She must be famous or something. Only famous people are annoying like this. And this is ONE person, I'd be having to kill those other people too!" He proceeded to dust off his clothing. Underneath his coat was a mysterious new lump, unseen before in the previous viewing.
"If she's so much trouble, won't don't you try quitting?" A gruff, harsh voice growled out in obvious distaste of the man. The man in question didn't turn immediately, but when he did, he span to face him in a flash, while a rocket flew out of the motion, headed towards the location of the voice.
Sol Badguy easily ducked under the flying projectile, which impacted against a stand behind him, which exploded in a shower of debris.
"Bol Sadguy! Darest thee show thy… ugly face in front of me again-est?" The man sneered while holding the staff turned rocket launcher in his loose grip.
"What are you talking about?"
"So?! I know past your lies! You're here to kill me because I am of the great and mighty country of Canada! Confess! I know you lie!" He pointed his finger at Sol as menacingly as he could.
"Annoying…"
"Hey! Don't call me that! Oh bother, I'm going off the kill Dizzy later!" The man fixed his jacket quickly before calling his rod back to its original form, and began to walk away. He then felt the air heat up around him threateningly.
"I'm here to make sure you get the message: don't" Sol said simply. The flat, unspectacular looking blade that was Fireseal was held up to eye level.
The man groaned at the threat, "Ah, but I don't want to, it's fun and games! Plus the world will be a SAFER place with less…evil…dressing people in this planet…"
Sol wasn't listening to the last two third of the sentence though, as he was hunched over and ran towards the man like a football player, the Fireseal swinging around dangerously behind him.
"…And plus it would be a major blow to the Hentai industry is she die- HEY!" The man realized he was in a middle of a fight, and flung out his staff to counter Sol's own swinging attack. Sparks flew as the two metals collided against each other.
"Hey! Do not interrupt an artist when he is ranting!" The man felt sweat trickle from under his bandanna masked head while he tried to push his staff forward to keep the locked weapons away from his face.
"Twerp talks even more than the kid." Sol mused to himself as he easily pushed both weapons back in front of the person's face with one hand.
"Gah! Accursed… Gears!" The person gasped as he pushed forward with his entire body to try and win the contest of strength. Sol kept his surprise at the comment inward, and replaced it with a angry look.
"What did you say!?" Sol shouted.
The man twisted his head to look beside the crossed weapons and made a face that probably would have an eyebrow raised from under the mask.
"I said "accursed Gears"! Is that a crime? I suppose with you silly Americans, picking fights over everything, like that pointless war against the Nazis for world peace, and the same thing that happened in Iraq. For world peace! Who needs that silly idea anymore…"
Sol, in the middle of hearing the person's blather felt a sharp pain enter his mind, as if cold glass had began cutting through his brain.
The bastard's talking is actually HURTING ME! Sol gave an angry cry at the revelation and seeing the man apparently being one step ahead of him all the time, before jumping back, letting the other man give a yelp of surprise as his momentum and weight made him fall into the Sol's burning fist. Sol on the giving end watch the man's face contact his Fafnir, making him fly into the empty stands, bringing about a large crash while dust and ruin flew everywhere. The world's best bounty hunter watched the person push away a thatched covering of a shop off him, sneering.
"What have I told you? You do not interrupt an artist's rant!"
"How did you do that?" Sol responded.
"Ya mean the splittin' headaches? The Will and The Word. Tasty…" Sol snorted at the dumb answer, but the man continued, "Neh, you're acting mighty O-O-C today, you spoke more than three sentences! I'm going to have to kill you now." The man's black quarterstaff immediately began shrinking and changing form, which reminded Sol distinctly of that shadowy bastard, Eddie. The black object stilled its shape in one that had a long barrel and handle grip on one end, and a small metal tab directly in front. The man pulled back on a lever on it, releasing a significant "click" from it. He pointed the object at the bounty hunter.
"My Anti-Everything will drink of your blood. But first I must spice you with some lead. Cheers!" The man pulled on a trigger near the hand grip, and the object roared flames.
"That's why they're here Testament." Dizzy finally finished her story to her Gear companion who silently listened to the entire story. Dizzy, along with several other members of the pirate ship that had carrying several miscellaneous people aboard were all currently seated around a large table in a restaurant. Testament, decided to remain invisible to the mortal world, though Dizzy somehow was able to pick out the location he was standing, and converse with him. Dizzy then heard Testament's silent reply, only audible to her.
"The question is whether you trust these people whom say they protect you."
"I do" Dizzy answered.
"Then I shall tolerate their presence as long as I see fit while I accompany you for protection until this entire matter is over."
Another voice loudly cut through the conversation, as she dragged her hapless victim into a seat. "Just look at the menu Ky, and tell me what you want." Said Holy Knight and origin of the invisible Gear Testament's displeasure, gave one of those inward sighs and sank his head behind the plastic menu, while his affectionate psychotic fan stared at the back of her menu held in front of her lovingly. Or obsessively, depends on how realistic you are. During this process of Ky trying to find his meal of choice, he noticed the single waitress in the restaurant that was working diligently in her line of employment, a girl that looked to be in her late teen years.
"So this is the Hibiki lady that you have told me about?" Ky asked rather innocently.
"Yeah?" Jam started; though those flames of possessiveness grew in her eyes Hibiki better not like Ky! Jam easily hid those emotions under a simple question "So have you decided what you wanted yet?"
"SEAFOOD FRIED RICE!" Came a mighty yell from outside, before a figure flew through the windows at high velocity, and landed rather comfortably in the table behind Ky and Jam's own, which just happened to be the table that seated the pirates. Much commotion and shouting came about was the table collapsed under the force of the flying man's landing. To everyone's shock, horror, or surprise, a familiar bandanna masked face appeared once again to harass them.
" 'Cept I ain't Dutch…" The man sleepily murmured to himself. Looking around at the gaping faces around him, he simply answered to them, "As much as I love you see you guys recognize me, I must destroy you guys later. First…" The man noticed his black automatic weapon lying on his lap. Slowly grabbing the device, and picking himself up, the Anti-Everything mutated its form again to turn into a large circular array of six barrels.
"DIE QUEEN FAN!" The person depressed on another familiar finger trigger that made the weapon spin and release a monstrous roar and a large flame. For those in the restaurant that remembered their history lessons, they realized the weapon before them was Blacktech, and lethal to many in front of it. Many people within the packed floor screamed in terror and ducked to avoid the ensuing onslaught of exploding wood, people, and bullets flying everywhere. Surprisingly, despite the telltale signs of the roaring weapon, and the many spent casing flying out one side, no death or destruction came. The man holding the weapon laughed loudly for a few seconds before letting the weapon stop it's deadly tune.
"You silly people! Blanks! This next bit's the one with the REAL bullets! DIE QUEEN FAN!" With his mission to remove any unnecessary organic collateral damage a success, the man again depressed the trigger, making the weapon spit out real flying hot lead, making the scenery around the ducked people explode and glass shatter, while outside the targeted Queen fan jumped behind some cover in front of the restaurant.
"You're killing my restaurant! You bastard!" came a scream from behind the man.
"Neh?" The man turned his head slightly to see the flying shapely leg enter all of his vision, which means that he got kicked hard in the head. Landing into the wooden wall beside him, the man's head was lodged halfway into the material of the wall, seemingly dazed for a second.
"I have been touched by the shapely leg of a sexy cook! What are the chances! Oh well… DIE QUEEN FAN!" The man scrunched up his face in determination, and began to fire his chain gun again, despite half of his head being inside a wall. More of the restaurant blew up. A pair of hand now grabbed the half buried man by his single shoulder, pulled him out of the wall and shoved him forcefully, making him end up falling over himself and landing on the floor. This time, the person's weapon stopped firing for good. Ky looked down on the recovering man with rather murderous look.
"How did you find us?" Ky asked.
The man on the ground shook his head somewhat the remove the dust collecting on his head, "Simple! I follow the wind patterens!"
"That's impossible."
"Never say never!" The man pointed back up accusingly with a giggle, as if he were drunk.
"Hey Ky! Who's this loser?" Jam asked behind him. Ky answered while keeping his eyes on the seated man.
"A dangerous suspect."
"Loser? Yes, Dangerous? Hardly…"
"You're endangering the life of countless around you, and my comrades."
"Hardly! Nobody's dead around here, and all your comrades…" The man looked behind Ky to see the gang of pirates approaching, "Are you sure you're using the right word in concern of your relation to them?"
"Yes." Ky answered while May, had just come around and grabbed the collar to drag his face near her's.
"How did you get here!?" The cute captain shouted.
"Didn't ye hear lass? Me followed the mighty wind currents of the seven…wind…sea…things…" The man answered with mock accent.
"Johnny should have stopped you!" May countered.
The man returned a blank stare. "Johnny? What Johnny? I know plenty of blond Americans that use that name…"
"JOHNNY!"
The man gave a look of realization before continuing. "Oh! Now I remember you! You're that Hadoken-less chick! Fireball!" The man thrust a palm in a direction before giggling.
"How did get past Johnny?" May asked, getting more infuriated with each passing second.
"I beat him!"
"You're lying."
"Why would I?"
"Johnny's too good! He'd beat you easily!"
The man stuck up a finger and waved it. "Too is a bad word to say! It's even, yet it has three letters! Hypocritical!"
"Shut up! You're nothing but a liar!" May shouted back.
"But I did beat him! Look! I turned him into a plushie!" The man pulled out the lump from underneath his jacket, and May stared at it with wide eyes. The doll carried every exact bit of familiarity between itself and the man it was made off. Wearing the same clothing, and sewn to one "hand" the brown stick that was supposed to be his Zatoichi, and the dumb smile on his face…
"You see, I got the captain stuck in a machine that turns flesh into cotton. Nifty, eh?"
May staggered back in shock, "That… that… It's…"
"Never say never!" The man snickered.
"You monster!" Ky shouted.
"Monster? Nah, that's our other half. Me, I'm the artistic side."
"You killed Johnny…" May gave the deadly whisper.
The person waved his hand at the silly notion. "No, no, no, Not kill, merely trans…trans…. Can't think of a word to finish-"
"YOU'LL PAY FOR THIS!" May charged forward, swinging her heavy steel weapon of choice at the seated man, tears flying and her screaming. The person grabbed the black staff beside him and used it as leverage to flip himself backwards as the pirate's anchor came crashing down of his previous position on the floor. The two faced off while people again where screaming and escaping the ruins of the restaurant.
"I'll get you for this!" May continued to scream harshly at the person.
"You can, but wish to try, but you can't even spin through the air and stick your leg out!" The man laughed psychotically and jumped backwards and out of the building entrance, with May following behind.
"May! Wait for us!" Dizzy chased behind her, with Ky and an invisible Gear following behind her, as well as other gifted fighters.
Meanwhile, admist the chaos, a long female looked at the scene unfolding as the masked figure mocked and dodged each blow by the younger woman out in the streets. Hibiki Takane whispered a word of her own.
"Person…" She then ran off in another direction, a goal clearly set in her mind.
"Oi! It's been the fifteenth strike out! Don't you have any better batters? Ha ha!" The man giggled and leaned away from another wild blow.
"Shut up! Just shut up! I'll get you!" May cried again with heated tears flying.
"Shut up, shut up, just shut up, shut up… neh, neh, neh, neh, neh, neh, neh, neh…" The man began to hum a song to himself, only making the pirate even angrier. While she tried to swing even harder then ever, the person saw an opportunity to fall down and swing his leg into the side of May's own, forcing her to lose balance so that she fell to the ground.
"Overheads! Nothing but Overheads! Too ea-" the mocking figure felt the top of his head, in fact, his whole upper body, collapsed under a force of extreme heat behind him while a voice growled "Bandit Bringer". Strangely enough, a voice came from nowhere and shouted "Counter!" the moment Sol's attack from behind hit.
"Counter hit! Embarrassing! Me being caught off guard like that!" The man talked to himself while on the ground, then quickly jumped back up so that his quarterstaff blocked an advancing sword strike. A heavy object collided from behind making the man topple again.
"That was for Johnny!" May shouted.
"Gah! My old man hip!" The man collapsed rather exaggeratedly. Sol watched the angry young pirate with an inward amusement while covering it up with a deep frown.
"Who the hell asked for your help?" Sol demanded.
"I'm just trying to make him pay!" May returned angrily.
"Sol! What are you doing here?" Ky's presence was made known at the head of the remaining Daredevils that were arriving. Sol merely snorted and turned his back to his "Rival" while landing his boot on the grounded lunatic's head.
"Oi! Chief! You made it!" Axl, who was among the company landed beside his proclaimed superior, "Looks like you beat the guy up!"
"Go away Axl…"
"So what? That was it?" Bridget asked incredulously at the man who simply collapsed under two blows. Dizzy among other pirates mourned for the loss of their captain, then…
"BURST ATTACK!" the once unconscious man rose up into the air and made a motion, while releasing a gold force field around him, blowing many of the fighters around him away, "Easy! Such easy trick! Just pretend to be dead and they always fall! So pathetically easy!" The man mocked and laughed. "I tire of this useless game, I'm full out now! Beware of my depth of super power!" Everybody around the man prepared for the man's all out.
"Gold tension, go! Overdrive move 'My Alias Is'! GO!" A flash of special effects emanated from the man and he threw his Anti-E quarterstaff into the air where it began to change form. It wasn't the only thing changing though.
"My God…" Ky whispered in shock as the entire shape of the man began to change. The clothing lengthened, hardened, mutated. The bandanna covering the man's head began to move even further down, transforming into black steel while the tail ends tying the bandanna frayed out into million of strands of seemingly hair. The Anti-E fell back down from the sky as a mechanical tail, which slotted perfectly into a section in the back of the new form of the man.
"Justice!?" Ky gave his strangled cry at the sight of the seemingly living Command Gear, "Impossible!"
"Never say never, as my pitiful human disguise would say." Justice responded. Sol snorted again, while Ky shouted back at the looming creature.
"The dead cannot return!"
"I did once. I shall as long as many times as I need until my purpose is complete." The Gear simply replied. "I shall awaken all the Gears to my command, and rid the world of the humans!" Justice began to laugh, before it noticed the blood red scythe pointed at its eye.
Testament, standing upon the large shoulder pad of Justice, glared down at his threatened victim. "You dare insult the blood of thousands killed?"
Justice stared back into the eyes of the other Gear. "You dare judge my will, slave?" From the mere contact of eye, Testament felt the cries of his will to be submissive to the mechanization in front of him. The cries were harsh oppressive, not caring and soft like Justice had cried to her Gears when she lived.
This Justice is fake. It's command protocol is weak, I can still…resist…"Don't mock me, fake!" Testament raised his crimson blade to swing down at Justice's head. The Command Gear merely launched her opened fist at Testament with lightning speed, and grabbed him, where then Justice threw him into the side of a building where it exploded into a cloud of dust and debris."Testament" Came Dizzy's cry.
Then all of them heard the giggling from Justice, the commanding synthesized voice replaced by a tinny speaker and the real voice. "Okay! So I tricked you. I can't be a dead Command Gear, but I can be a Command Gear! Feast your eyes mortals on my true power!" The man's voice echoed through the speaker.
"You're a coward!" Bridget accused. "You can't even beat us in a fair fight!"
"That is why video gamers invented the Tier System, duh. Gotta kill you all now! Ciao!" The man's voice seemingly sneered on its own while two hatches on the shoulder pads opened upwards, revealing on both sides an array of red hemispheres of a glassy composition. "You can't escape this Gamma Ray!" He proclaimed. Sol charged towards the Gear-Fake, but quickly found himself sliding back, as if he was being pushed while standing on smooth ice.
"Ha ha! A little thing I cooked up on my Justice look, untouchable by all!" The globes were beginning to glow a white, but instead of the comfort the color usually gave, they all a twinge of fear somewhere inside them all. They couldn't even touch him. They were about… to die?
May, who was in the rear, suddenly felt someone rush past her at amazing speed. Then Axl noticed, then Jam recognized.
"Hibiki!? What are you doing?"
Hibiki finally passed Ky in the front of the crowd, who was trying to grab for the girl's safety as she dashed towards the Gear in front of them. Dressed in her orange outfit and in her hand, a long clothed object, she turned back to answer. "What I'm here to do." She continued running.
"Ms. Takane, You're going to kill yourself!" Ky shouted and chased after her. Sol snorted for the third time in the day. "Stupid girl…"
Ky found himself already being pushed away by the mysterious force around the fake Justice, but the Hibiki woman was only slowing down somewhat and she continued pushing forwards towards it. What on earth… was the only thought Ky could think.
"What!? How you pass my supa-field thing?" The Justice imitation said in shock, but quickly released its next defense by swinging its black-clawed hand at the approaching girl. The girl continued running towards the attack.
Wait until the last most possible moment, then… The girl disappeared as the claw broke smashed into the ground. The Justice imitation growled, but Hibiki's voice behind him answered quietly.
"Shinu."
With the utterance of that single phrase, a gigantic gash shattered the armored side of the Command Gear, a sound of gases poured out. Hibiki meanwhile pushed the sword she held back into its sheath while it's previous wrappings had disappeared.
"Gah! My spleen!" The tinny hidden speaker screamed while its owner collapsed to one knee. To the never-ending surprise of all around, Hibiki addressed the damaged figure.
"What is your name, Author?"
The Gear stared back at her with one eye. "What do you talk about? I don't NEED names… Neheheheheh…" The tinny speaker gave another giggle.
Hibiki sighed at the answer, "So it's true. You have truly turned insane, and forgotten your purpose…"
"Fool girl! I know my purpose well enough! To destroy all that is illogical, and all who embrace it! Like you!" The man turned around despite its broken state to face the girl, the two shoulder hatches still open and raring to go. "I shall toast you with a Gamma Ray! No can you dodge-"
Hibiki already dashed over the gigantic weapon with her blade flashing again. The screech of steel crushed was audible, and one of the raised hatches fell off.
"AH! Do you know what you just did!?" The Command Gear yelled at her. Hibiki simply nodded yes. Soon enough steam and electricity was being released, arcing around while the tinny speaker screamed in pain.
Hibiki Takane, the one who defeated the madman quickly ran past the crowd and grabbed May's hand while running. "Follow me if you want to live, he will explode and you will all die." The rest of the crowd needed no more warning, and quickly ran after the girl while the fake Justice was glowing white.
Hibiki watched from the glass sealed porthole of the Mayship while an explosion beneath them commenced. A small one, but significant. A hand then grabbed the young Takane's shoulder and twisted her around. Hibiki saw Jam stare at her with wonder, "How the heck did you do that!? You beat up that guy like no trouble at all!"
"I would also like know what is happening around here, since you obviously know this man." Came Ky's question from behind Jam. Hibiki nodded in understanding.
"I shall, but not now. I know a safe place, but it's a distance from here. May?" The inquired Pirate girl, face still a little puffy from tears turned to face Hibiki in acknowledgement, and Hibiki continued then, "I need you to take this ship to the Mediterranean. I shall give you specific coordinates once we get there, then I shall answer all of your questions."