Disclaimer: I hereby disclaim all rights to all characters (save for those of my own creation) during this ancient rendezvous… especially for the one who was sleeping.

~保護者~

"Formation"

~保護者~

Seated in a chair on a balcony of the religious temple where his mother apparently lived for now (and where he and Steam had been graciously allowed to stay for now), Sonic sighed and mumbled, "I wonder when Dad'll be back. We haven't seen him since we left for the Highlands, and that was… at least a few days ago by now."

Steam sighed, leaned up against the balcony and gazing over the edge. "Not sure, honestly. I'm willing to bet he'll be back soon, but we have no way of knowing what he's planning."

"All he said was that he needed time to try to figure this mess out," Sonic shrugged. "And Mom is basically just letting him do whatever, it looks like. She's just been doing her usual thing around here, so far as I can tell."

"Which means she trusts him to either not be getting into too much trouble, or she trusts him to be able to get himself out of it if it comes up. Knowing Kaden… probably a bit of both." He managed a faint smile. "But honestly, we can't do much more than wait around, sadly."

Sonic chuckled softly. "From what I understand, he used to get into all kinds of crazy trouble in this era." He shook his head. "I don't like the idea of just waiting around here, though. I hate not doing anything."

Steam shrugged. "If we roam around too much, chances are that trouble will come our way. Or at least come my way. People happen to like giving me problems."

"It's pretty common among the people I associate with, I'm noticing," Sonic commented with a wry grin. "I mean, just look at me, Jet, and probably others."

"Yeah. When I was younger, having just met you guys, we got into a lot of shit. Armaris picked fights with people on the streets, I had a gang or two after me every now and then, Jet and the other babylonians were thieves, as you know, and you most of the time just got caught in between it all."

"Sounds about right." Sonic was quiet for a moment, then sighed and stood up. "I think I'm gonna go out and try to find Dad. It was nice of these ladies to let us stay here, but I can't stand sitting around."

The green hedgehog thought this over before sighing as well and nodding. "Fine, I'll come with you."

Sonic smirked slightly. "What happened to avoiding trouble?"

"I'd rather not hear about some random punks kicking your ass on my watch," Steam huffed, crossing his arms. "Don't forget I can launch you into the stratosphere."

"And I can survive the landing," Sonic reminded him easily, heading back inside. "Oh, and I highly doubt that random people are going to be picking fights here. Pretty sure the guards don't allow that. ...Not that it stops Dad but, you know, he's Dad."

Steam snorted at him, following Sonic inside. "We just have a penchant for drawing trouble to us. That's all."

"Eh, that's nothing new." Sonic headed to the door leading out of the room and exited it, then headed for the stairs leading down to the ground floor. "Anyway, I don't suppose you have an idea of where he might have gone while dealing with our issue."

The green hedgehog shook his head. "Nothing that I can think of that sounds likely, no."

"Well, that's a bit of a problem. 'Cause I don't know, either." Sonic crossed his arms as they descended the stone steps. "Locke would know Dad's usual haunts, but he's not here anymore. I know a few of the places Dad's mentioned spending time in, but beyond that I've got nothing." He paused, thinking, then turned his head to look at Steam. "Actually… in this era, he owned a small, cheap home in one of the residential districts. Think he might've gone there?"

"It's worth a look, regardless," Steam answered, shrugging to Sonic. "You remember where it is?"

"I think I might, yeah. I… don't know how he'll react to us showing up on his doorstep, though." Sonic cringed a little at the thought. "He might not take too kindly to it."

"You're wanting to find him, right?"

"Yes, but I'm also wanting to not upset him. He doesn't always do well with unanticipated things happening, such as guests randomly showing up at his home. It can stress him out."

Steam frowned, sighing. "It's your call. You know him better than I would."

They reached the bottom of the stairs as Sonic said, "I don't know, is the issue. What do you think?"

"There's risk in it regardless, since we're heading out. Why do you even want to find him?"

"Because we need to know what's going on, and if he's got any sort of plan. If not, we need to help make one. We can't just sit on our asses like this." And because it may be one of the only chances I'll have to ever see him normal again.

Steam lightly pushed him along. "Then let's get moving. If he gets upset, we can make sure to help him calm down and then leave him alone so he can work in peace."

"...Yeah. Alright." Saying nothing more about it, Sonic stepped outside and hurried out toward the streets. They weren't anywhere near as crowded here as they had been near the marketplace, but naturally people still milled about all around. Still, he hoped Steam would be fine, due to the more hushed atmosphere of this particular area. Guess people are respectful of the temples even when they're not 'em. Steam seemed more than content to follow behind Sonic quietly, sticking close to him with his arms crossed for now. The two travelled in silence for a while as Sonic gathered his bearings. Eventually, he felt confident enough to say, "If I'm not mistaken, his house was located on the far western side of the city, in the last residential area before you run into the wall. So, we'll have to pick up the pace to get there in any decent time. We're not very close to it."

"Think we can run at any relatively good speed without running through too densely populated areas?" Steam asked, a small frown on his face.

"There are rooftops, remember?" Sonic answered. Then he thought about it and laughed. "Actually, there's a funnier way, too. Though, I don't recommend it. See, I saw a memory of Dad's once when I was getting Caliburn from the ruins of this place a long time ago. Turns out, as I learned from that, that kid-him's method of running through the streets was pretty simple: just shout at people to move their asses and hope for their sakes that they do."

Steam managed a small smirk at this, shaking his head. "Of course he did. Well, are we going to the rooftops, then? I can't imagine you being the type to barrel through people."

"Absolutely not." Sonic jumped atop the nearest building and took off without further ado.

The green hedgehog launched himself up after Sonic, quickly keeping the same pace as the other. "Glad to know you're still far nicer than me."

Sonic glanced at him, "Meaning…?"

"I would barrel through people if I felt the need," Steam answered. "I'm not always the kindest with people I don't know, sadly."

"Well, maybe that's something you can work on if you don't like that part of yourself," Sonic said. "People can change themselves if they want to."

Steam thought it over and sighed. "It's something I sometimes view as necessary. Not something I can really justify changing since it's saved my ass in the past."

"I get it." Sonic hurried over some more roofs and then stopped to look around real quick. Once he was sure of where he was and where he needed to go, he resumed travelling. He also decided to change the subject. "On another note, I have a question for you. But it's nothing serious, honestly."

"Well, just ask it," Steam said, a faint smile on his face as he kept up with the other hedgehog. "If a question is serious, give me a warning, though. I don't do well with some kinds of surprises."

"Trust me, I understand," Sonic assured. "I won't spring something like that on you. This question seems benign to me, but if you don't want to answer you don't have to." Making another quick jump across a narrow alleyway, he continued, "I was just wondering, in your timeline… how are things going after the war? As in, what good things have managed to come out of this mess? There has to be something, right?"

"I'm not at liberty to explain some things, altering timelines and all with information, but plenty of good things happen," Steam explained vaguely, thinking over it all. "Things definitely… calmed down. A lot. Jet and his parents… it's amazing how close they are. Sein is everything Jet ever needed in a dad during his life, and his mother is just as great. Jet gets to live happily with the person he's with, which is really good for someone like him. Same for Espio, Cyril, and Armaris."

Sonic's eyebrows raised, but he smiled. Addressing the first part of all of this, he said, "I'm really happy to hear it. I remember as kids… Jet wanted a dad, a real dad, so badly. I understand now that some of it is due to basic Babylonian instincts and all, but even still. And the fact that he never even knew his adoptive mom… It could get pretty heartbreaking, seeing how sad he was." He shook his head, banishing the old upset and continuing, "It's great to hear he finds happiness with Sein and Alana, plus with whoever he's apparently dating or married to there."

Steam nodded. "Yeah. We also managed to work through some problems we had with the help of Sein. That was… interesting, to say the least."

"Problems?" Sonic questioned, made curious by Steam's wording.

The other hedgehog frowned faintly and sighed. "Well… stemming back from when we were kids, I had some… serious anger problems, and some other issues that took a long time to work through. Somehow, I got this bad image in my mind regarding Jet and it all coalesced into something awful during this war. Sein suggested that we fight, without using our powers as an Immortal or Balancer respectively, and well… He kicked my ass."

This caused Sonic's eyebrows to raise again. "...I hate to break it to you, but that's not surprising to me in the slightest."

"Yeah, I know, asshole," Steam huffed. "I kinda figured that out pretty quickly." He paused momentarily before sighing again. "To this day, I'm really glad that Sein could read me well enough to know that I just needed to get my ass handed to me on equal ground so I could accept Jet and who he was."

"'Who he was'?" Sonic echoed. "What do you mean by that?"

"I hate authority. I hate people telling me what to do, and I will almost always buck against anyone who tries unless they've gained my respect. For some reason, I never respected Jet that way, and him being an Immortal automatically made him an authority figure. I hated it, and that somehow morphed into me hating him."

Sonic blinked. "Oh. Well then."

Steam nodded. "I'm not proud of what I did throughout most of my life. So much of it was centered around hating people and trying to protect whoever I felt close to, and sometimes both. It was confusing," he admitted slowly, frowning more than he intended to.

"I bet it was." There was a very brief silence before Sonic reached out and gave Steam a light nudge. By now, he had slowed his pace to a brisk walk so that they could talk longer and without having to raise their voices. "So we'll get into the questions about the others in a second, but what about you? What good things happened in your life?"

"Well…" Steam frowned a bit more. "I'm blessed to have an amazing wife who can handle me at my worst. I've got great friends, but I still don't know what I want to do with myself," he answered slowly.

"It's okay not to know," Sonic told him. "Sometimes just taking life day by day and letting things be slow and quiet is good for a person. When peace comes, it's liberating to embrace it, in my opinion."

Steam gave a faint sigh. "I became a professional boxer when I was young for a reason. Peace and quiet leaves me very anxious and sometimes stresses me out."

"Well, how about this, then. I don't know if boxing is even still a thing in this day and age - or, well, the modern day and age - but why not check it out?" Sonic tossed him a smile. "It'd be worth a look if that was something you enjoyed doing."

"Tails had to implant something into me to inhibit my strength and other abilities so I couldn't use them in reaction or accidentally kill someone. As much as I hate to say it, I might be too strong naturally at this point," Steam explained, rolling his shoulders.

Sonic laughed a little at the notion that their mutual friend might not be able to lend a hand. "I'm sure he can work out some way to help you. He's Tails."

"Hm… maybe," Steam shrugged. "I'm just not a fan of killing someone trying to make an honest living, though. That's my main concern."

"Talk to Tails. I'm serious. If anyone can help you avoid that, it'd be him. And he'd make certain whatever he builds for you is functional before he promises you any sort of success."

The green hedgehog flashed a faint smile. "I'll look into it."

"Good." Sonic smiled again as well. "Now, what's this about Cyril? I can't say I'm surprised that a guy like him found someone, but who is it? Anyone I know?"

Steam winked softly. "Not gonna get too deep into details, but yes. You know this person."

This earned a soft chuckle. "Fair enough. New question, then." Sonic lightly jumped from this rooftop to a different one as he asked, "What's this about Armaris and Espio? Seemed to me, in this timeline at least, that they end up with each other. Not in your timeline, though, huh?"

"I can't say for sure they'll actually end up together in your timeline, because things are just uncertain. Though, she definitely didn't end up with Espio in my timeline. She doesn't get close enough to him early on for that to really happen before someone else does," Steam explained.

Sonic tilted his head a little. "So, did they not grow up around each other there like they apparently did here?"

"They did," Steam answered. "However, I think Espio was gone a lot more and Armaris was never able to get all that close to him."

"That makes sense, then." Sonic crossed his arms lightly. "On another note… do things turn out alright with him? Like, in general. Regarding everything, you know?"

Steam nodded. "He returned to normal, more or less, but the possibility of him losing himself to his Darkness again is always a thing."

"Yeah… I get it." After a pause, he asked a more lighthearted question. "How's he do with Sako? I know he's not taking super well to the idea of parenting so far."

"He does pretty good once he's back to normal," Steam admitted easily. "It's really nice to see."

Sonic's earlier smile widened. "That's good to hear. That's really good to hear."

"Oh, absolutely," Steam answered, smiling as well. "Any other questions?"

"Well, even if there were, I think we're about where we need to be," Sonic answered him. He pointed ahead of them to an inconspicuous home of traditional build situated amidst many others. It was small and lacked any sort of yard, with its entrance being right off the side of the road. Sonic was decently sure he recognized it. "I think that's his house there."

Steam blinked a few times before nodding. "Seems like it could be. Worth a shot to knock."

Jumping down to the road, Sonic approached the house with Steam at his heels. "...Real quick, what's our back up plan if this somehow manages to go south?"

The green hedgehog blinked a few times. "Uh, fuck, I don't know."

"Helpful," Sonic huffed, although he meant it jokingly. Lacking a better plan, he walked up to the door and gave it a couple quiet knocks. "For the record, if we have to bail I'm totally telling everyone this was your idea."

"Oh, thanks," Steam huffed in return, flicking Sonic in the back of the head. "I'll put you through the nearest hard object," he joked lightly.

"Overreaction, much?" Sonic chuckled. His ears straightened when he heard very faint movement from inside the house. Someone's definitely home. Here's hoping this is the right home.

Steam shrugged. "Maybe it is." His own ears straightened as well at the sound, a mild, thoughtful frown appearing on his face."

When it took longer than roughly thirty seconds for the door to be answered, something occurred to Sonic. "...You know, it's about one right now. He might actually be asleep. He usually needs to take a nap for his own sake from noon to about this time, or sometimes even two." There was another faint movement, and he cringed and then sighed. "...Wish I'd remembered that sooner. Sounds like he's getting up. He definitely heard the knock."

The green hedgehog clicked his tongue lightly, sighing as well. "Too late now, sadly. Let's just go with it for now."

Sonic only had time to shrug a little before the sound of a lock being unlatched met their ears, then the door opened. Thankfully, Sonic was proven right about their location when he saw Kaden standing there. Kaden frowned at them both for about half a second before saying, "How did- ...You know what, never mind. I don't care." Turning on his heel, he simply walked back inside. Tellingly, he left the door wide open for them to follow if they so chose. Steam lightly nudged Sonic, indicating he should follow.

Shrugging, Sonic walked inside. Kaden, meanwhile, moved several heavy piles of thick books off of his tiny couch and set them beside an already full table before taking a seat. The room was filled with books, unsurprisingly, but some were open and sort of left scattered about as though they had been hastily read through not that long ago. Sonic refrained from asking just yet, though, as he watched his father rub tiredly at his eyes in an effort to wake up more. Steam frowned lightly as he glanced over the room, unsurprised by the disarray it was in considering that Kaden had most likely been working on something.

Deciding they had permission enough to do so, Sonic slowly walked further into the front room and looked at the various books and papers that were laying about. He couldn't make sense of any of them, given that he only had the faintest grasp of how to read the ancient language spoken by their race, so he asked, "Have you found anything helpful, at all?"

With a nearly inaudible sigh, Kaden shook his head. "Not completely. Bits and pieces of useful information were there to be found, but not yet enough. Nothing substantial enough for me to work with."

"Anything noteworthy that stands out?" Steam dared to ask, frowning lightly. "Maybe we can help somehow."

Kaden, without warning, used his foot to lightly kick up a book and send it flying toward Steam's hands for him to catch. "In there. There's a marked page with a picture."

Steam was quick to catch the book and flip through the pages to the marked one, glancing over the picture Kaden mentioned. The picture in question was an incredibly old (even by this era's standards) drawing of what looked for all the world to be the Chaos Emeralds and the accompanying Master Emerald. "The Chaos Emeralds?" Steam asked aloud, motioning for Sonic to walk over. "Come and look at this." Sonic hurried over with wide eyes and looked at the page.

With a vaguely confused look betraying itself in his eyes, Kaden looked at Steam. Eventually he said, "...We do not call them that. But they were mentioned in several separate tomes as having the ability to channel, or even outright contain, vast quantities of energy. Using them as a conduit, supposedly, can open brief windows or even doors between realities."

"That sounds about right, honestly," Steam murmured in reply. "They're certainly capable of channeling a lot of energy, but more so a specific kind of energy. Though… what do they look like in this era?"

"They are black," Kaden answered briefly. "If not for their shimmer, most would think them to be merely carved stones."

"This means that someone hasn't been born yet, which I suspected entirely, but that complicates things if we intend to use them," Steam answered. "They're essentially inactive at the moment."

Sonic finally spoke up. "No, this… this is actually good," he said to neither of them in particular. "If they're inactive, it means there won't be any sort of conflict if we try to briefly channel energy through them. The issue is working out how."

Kaden was quiet for a short time before looking again at Steam. "You called them Chaos Emeralds. That is an energy where you are come from?"

Steam nodded. "It exists where we're from and it's also here. You just haven't seen it. ...Yet."

Sighing, Kaden rubbed at his eyes again. "Explain its nature. Is it existential?"

"Yeah, absolutely," Sonic nodded. He paused, then asked, "What do you know about existential energies right now?"

"Aura energy birthed everything," Kaden answered without delay. "We know Darkness and Light come sometime later. As of now, we have been incapable of learning anything further. We are too limited in our resources and skills."

Sonic inclined his head. "Okay. So, you're completely correct about the aura bit. That energy came first. I don't know all the details or anything, but somehow Chaos was born directly from that sometime later on. Chaos is basically what it sounds like, but it also embodies things that both work together and in opposition of one another. Hence, Light and Darkness came from it."

With a slow frown, Kaden responded, "And one of you has access to it?"

"I do, yeah," Sonic confirmed. "I was born with it, actually. The issue is, though, that I never exactly… had much training." He hesitated, then admitted, "Or any, really. Mostly, that's because I've never met anyone else with these powers. I've basically just been winging it my whole life, and therein lies the issue here. We might have the opportunity to use the emeralds to help channel Chaos right now, but I don't know how. And I certainly don't know how to use it to deliberately travel between timelines. It happened once, but that was a complete accident and not even fully my doing."

As was common with him, Kaden grew utterly silent for a time as he thought. Sonic left him be to do that, waiting patiently for the older man to speak again. When Kaden did, he said, "...There may be some who can guide us, but reaching them is not easy to do. Because of where they exist, simply going there whenever one pleases is not possible."

"Who do you mean?" Steam asked, a deep frown on his face. "And where do they exist?"

Though Kaden shrugged, he said, "They exist within this realm, but in a place they have sealed off from outsiders. I was only able to gain entry through… much persuasion, you could say." He seemed to visibly shy away from the memory, but nevertheless continued. "They call themselves Immortals. I have only encountered them once, but they are a knowledgeable sort, and powerful. They may be able to lend you their aid. Or at least guide you to someone who can."

There was a flicker of distaste in his eyes, the green hedgehog tightly crossing his arms. "I might have a shot at persuading them. My role is meant to be a sort of buffer for them so that they can respond to things adequately."

"They have sealed themselves away from others," Kaden reiterated, his demeanor suddenly dulled by old memories and wounds, "after an… incident where one of their own grew too out of control, forcing them to end him by their own hands. They seek to avoid contact with others after that day. They will not allow you to approach." Sonic noted the change in him with great worry, but stayed quiet for now. He didn't know what to say that would help, and just hoped that Steam might be able to come up with an idea for what they could do.

Steam was quiet for a moment before glancing to Kaden. He wasn't sure how to help, so his only plan was to keep Kaden's mind from dwelling on those memories. "Do you know a way we can attempt to contact them?"

Kaden shook his head a little. "No." Initially he said nothing more, but eventually he continued. "I only made contact by travelling to them. But that was before they hid themselves."

"Do you think someone they work closely with would be able to get through to them?" Steam asked, frowning.

Sonic clued in pretty quickly to the fact that Kaden didn't seem to know what Steam was talking about. Maybe, in this time, he, Mom, and Locke didn't know that Gods and Goddesses had ties to the Immortals. It would make sense. They were all pretty isolated, growing up, and no one living here would've had the knowledge to teach them this stuff. "I have a different question," he murmured. "You know about Gods and Goddesses, right? At least a bit?" That earned him a slow nod. "Do you have contact with any of them, to your knowledge?"

After a short pause, Kaden shook his head again. "No."

"I do know that there's someone that does have contact with them that's on the planet during this time period," Steam answered slowly. "Finding him will be a… chore, though."

"Who?" Kaden eventually asked.

"His name is Ylden. You and him work pretty closely by nature in the future, but I don't know how much you'd know of him right now," Steam explained.

"...I've met him," Kaden answered slowly. "But only a couple of times."

Steam blinked a few times, nodding. "Do… you have any clue where he might be?"

"No," Kaden said yet again.

The green hedgehog clicked his tongue. "Damn. I have some ideas, but nothing concrete enough to spend a serious amount of time just searching for where he might be."

"What should we do, then?" Sonic asked him, resisting the urge to bite on his lower lip.

"There's… the possibility of two others that I know of," Steam murmured. "Though, one of them doesn't exactly get along with me 'cause we don't agree on a lot of things."

"Well, we have to try something," Sonic told him.

Steam sighed. "I guess I can seek them out. There's a decent chance that they've got some form of contact with someone who can help out," he said, shrugging. "Best I can think of at the moment."

"It's better than nothing," Sonic responded.

The green hedgehog turned to Kaden. "Thank you for the help, seriously. Means a lot." Kaden just offered a vague nod. He was still distant, and growing more so before their eyes. Sonic didn't like that at all, but he was at a loss for how to help. "Hey, you wanna head back with us to the temple so you can see Analia? I'm sure she'd enjoy your company, even if only for a few minutes."

That pulled Kaden back to reality a bit, away from his recent memories of hell, and he blinked a couple of times as he somewhat refocused. "...What?" he eventually asked, looking back over at them. It seemed like he hadn't entirely heard what was just said.

"You should head back toward the temple with us. Analia may like seeing you for a bit," Steam gently reiterated, a smile on his face. "Thought you could use a break from all the research you've done as well."

Taking a chance, Sonic smiled and said, "I'm certain she'd like to see you, honestly. And the fresh air would do you some good." After a long moment of silence and wavering back and forth between memory and present reality, Kaden seemed to just force himself to stand. He walked outside without another word. Sonic's smile faded and he winced. "I forgot how recent his experience with Kathros would have been at this time," he whispered in undertone to Steam. "I wasn't expecting it, or for him to suddenly start getting a bit catatonic on us."

Steam sighed faintly. "I figured that it had to be recent given his initial reaction, sadly. I heard about how bad it was, so… I just hate it," the green hedgehog whispered in reply, moving along. "Let's not continue on about it."

"One more thing," Sonic insisted as he followed. "We need to make sure he doesn't completely blank out on us before we get him to Mom. From what I gather, when he gets like that it's really hard to ease him out of it."

"Then let's move along," Steam answered, giving an affirmative nod and catching up to Kaden. Sonic hurried after him. "Hey, mind if I ask some questions?" he asked the darker hedgehog.

Kaden looked at him vaguely for a second or two before murmuring a simple, "What?"

"I was curious about how you make your swords. From how you gather materials to the actual forging, if you don't mind sharing a few details," Steam answered, smiling. "You make beautiful weapons, and they're absolutely amazing to see in action."

Something to focus on, something that mattered to him, seemed to help drown out the bad memories for the moment and Kaden managed to ground himself and reality a bit more. His demeanor was still slightly vacant, but his responses were clearer and came more readily now. "How do you know about them?" he asked after a moment. "I took care to hide them."

Sonic smiled again. That you did. I still haven't seen the rest of your creations, even after all these years.

"Your blade, Saika. You use that one in battle in our timeline, as well as the sword that Sonic has, Caliburn. Both manage to last through several wars without showing any signs of wear which is incredible."

"...The magic," Kaden eventually answered. "They were forged with magic to keep them strong and sharp. I could not have them break as so many others I'd used had done."

"Is that why you made Caliburn?" Sonic asked. "It was your first, right?"

"I forged that blade because someone certain said I would never be capable," Kaden muttered, frowning. "I set out to prove him wrong."

Steam managed a smirk. "You did a damn good job at it, too."

Kaden shrugged. "Perhaps."

"Regardless, what kind of metal did you use for them? Anything in particular, or did you go and make your own to further prove your point?"

"I made use of a material that does not originate from this world," Kaden answered. "A rock was found in an ancient crater that was determined to be from deep space. I lay claim to the metals within, whatever they were." After a short pause, he added, "There were two. One lighter and closer to silver in color, and the other black as night. One was used for the Caliburn. The other eventually was used for Saika."

Steam blinked a few times at this before nodding. "That's incredible, honestly. How'd you come across the crater?"

"I was travelling with a troop of soldiers on a patrol," Kaden shrugged. "We were scouting out an area to see if it would be safe to make camp there for the night. We found the crater then."

"Well, I'm glad you happened across it," Steam answered with a shrug. "Turned out to be an excellent choice for both." Kaden nodded faintly. The group traveled in silence after that toward the temple, where Analia waited with open arms for them all.

For at least a moment, Sonic found he again knew happiness.

~保護者~

5,649 words this time. Hope you all enjoyed, and many thanks as always to Blazing Winds for all of his help and support. Posted (at about 8:25) 06-03-20.