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Tommy. No, it’s me! Don’t worry, Zack… I got you. But he’ll be here any minute!
The last of the Coinless along with Trini Kwan and Aisha Campbell against the resistance of Drakkon, Zack stumbled across Tommy Oliver, breathing profusely. It was a pleasure to see him after so many years of war against his evil duplicate.
“Then…we gotta…move..” Coughing between sentences, pulling the battle axe with a resemblance to his power axe when he was a Power Ranger years ago.“ Do…you have a Master Morpher?…Is it true?”
He instinctively clutches the Morpher as it's mentioned, taking it out of its concealment and showing Zack its cracked facade. Little slivers that lead to the centre where the gleam has lessened.
Tommy. It's true, but it's only good for a few more so we have to make it count! No matter what happens, I'm with ya all the way...
Tommy. You look pretty young to be a superhero, even with the getup I can tell. I was just a kid when I started saving the world, too. But either the threats are getting bigger or I'm just gettin' too old.
It's still under construction but I've got a google doc link up anyway
Tommy. I appreciate the help, but, I didn't need it. Those guys, they were just thugs.
he pivots to look around, the sun set about an hour ago and that's when he landed here; grabbed the attention of some poor hoodlums because of his "silly costume, " that are now flat on their backside in a web shape around the two.
Tommy. Maybe you could help me by telling me where the hell I am.
“Tommy…I…need help..Wait..are you Drakkon?”
Tommy. No, it's me! Don't worry, Zack... I got you. But he'll be here any minute!
TOMMY. I shouldn't have left the classroom today.
The old man quipped while on his backside among some debris. His helmet sort of phasing back over his head and through the glinting black visor he peered at the other guy as he stood, well more like lurched, back up to his feet.
TOMMY. Hey you, you see what caused the explosion?
It was about 3pm when he glanced at her in the passenger seat. That feeling came in the back of his throat like he was going to say something but didn't. Instead he huffed and concentrated on the spectrum of responsibilty through the windscreen in front of him; the road. There wasn't much on it behind them or in front, except for a beaten red sign that they'd cruise past with a a yellow 'M' and its distance on it.
Finally, something to break the silence. He'd turn his head toward her, " You hungry? "
We need more Power Rangers!
Who's in?!
Nobody..?
K.
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