That suggestion really knocked him for a loop, evidenced by the way he stumbled back against his control panel and clutched at his massive cranium as he tried to process that radical notion and the slew of possibilities it brought with it. He dropped the âdetonatorâ onto the the panel, evil plan entirely forgotten in light of this new information.
      â â thatâs â thatâs right!! I thought the science to be impossible! Even with my evil genius, I never considered the possibility that in the future, or on another plane of existence, it could â does that mean that youâve brought that technology back with you? â
      He lurched up from his deep consideration, suddenly positively teeming with excitement. His smile was brimming with a wild enthusiasm and he practically bounced on his heels like a child who had just been gifted a brand new chemistry set â definitely not the picture of evil villainy. His gaze immediately honed in on the scepter she was sporting, his leather-gloved hands wringing in anticipation.
      â â is that it? Thatâs the device that allows you to achieve dimensional transition, isnât it?! How does the technology work â show me!! â
      â quite clearly, her displacement to this particular dimension wasnât his doing; or at the very least, if it somehow was, it hadnât been through any conscious effort on his part. Then again, it wouldnât be the first time one of his ingenious inventions or ambitious plots had turned out to have âŠunforeseen side effects.
    It was honestly surprising, really. Despite being dressed head to toe in black leather and his skin being a chilly shade of blue, there was something almost warm and bright about the way that his eyes lit up--something that nearly made Renet let out a loud snort-laugh. She managed to contain herself, her expression remaining bewildered instead of betraying her amusement ( more due to the fact that she was still stunned and not from any sort of strict self control, of course ). He acted almost like a small child, excited beyond belief about a present or the idea of visiting a toy store.
    --Dare she say it was almost endearing?
    Renetâs tongue was on the verge of loosening right then and there, the mere idea of being able to show off her abilities and not get reprimanded for every little mistake burning beneath her skin. But, as her lips started to part, she remembered herself, pulling the scepter close to her chest and closing her mouth tightly. No, she couldnât just say and do whatever she wanted. Her teeth began to grind together as she tried to think.
    Obviously she couldnât take... the blue guy--she really needed to get his name--on a joyride across time and space. And she certainly couldnât give him the Time Scepter. Well, technically, she supposed she could, since the damn thing possessed a will of its own and wouldnât do anything it didnât want to do. But that didnât mean she could just throw it out and leave it somewhere without worry. It could still be a huge pain in the ass in the wrong hands, regardless. Just up and leaving was an option too, but it didnât give her any answers. There wasnât even an inkling of an idea in her mind of what had dragged her out of her hop, and no guarantee that if she tried to leave sheâd even be able to.
    So... what to do?
        â--Uhhhh, it--er--yeah? This is, uh, the--the Time Scepter. I mean, I can still sorta travel through dimensions and time without it but... itâs, like, a lot harder. In the, uh, right hands it makes it easier,â Renet explained, stumbling over her words as she stared into his unbridled excitement. Biting at her bottom lip in consideration, she tilted her head and continued. âAs for showing you--Iâm usually not supposed to, like, use it in front of people in the time stream? Plus, since I got dragged here against my will, Iâm not sure what would happen if I tried to travel with it again. But, uh, I guess--I guess I could show you something else it can do besides that if you... want?â
