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Ray makes his way down the stairs and out to lakeside, humming to himself. Egon's done some serious scanning work back in his world. There's an approximate location now. It's good.

He hasn't got his 'sabre just at the moment, but Bar was willing to give him a wooden practice sword, and he's perfectly capable of going through basic lightsabre drill techniques from memory. Which he might as well do while he works out how the heck everyone's going to get to the DC area.

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"There's a lot of truckers and shortwave radio fans in the vicinity of Washington, DC," Ray says thoughtfully. "That's a whooooole lot of listeners."

Naraht is silent for a moment.

"Do you realize this may be the most widely broadcasted 'covert operation' in history?"

"These guys only operate successfully because of the whole secrecy thing," Ray says, suddenly sobering. "I can't think of a better way to break their backs once and for all than to throw the light on them for everyone to see."

"Oh, I'm not complaining," Naraht says with a laugh. "It just seems kinda weird. I've been on one other covert operation in my career and the goal there was to keep out of sight and quiet. I just wonder what Starfleet Intel would think of an operation where the goal was to be as sharding obvious as possible. The paradigm shift might give them a seizure."

"Yeah, well- their problem," Ray says cheerfully again. "We never could stick to the rules anyway."

"Damn straight!" Naraht says. "One thing I've learned under Captain Kirk is that there's a time and a place to throw away the fardling rulebook."

"If anybody ever exemplified that, it's him," Ray says. "Pity he won't be along for the ride, but I think we have enough people already anyway."

"That is a shame," Naraht says. "The Captain would love an operation like this. Good, clean, against-regulation fun, I think he'd call it."

Rummages in the box to extract one of the communicators "I'll get to work modifying this one for Red. She might need an entire headset rather than just an earpiece. And I'll set the rest up with a 'public channel'. Anything else you need me to do to get us ready?"

"Eh, he'd probably get in trouble for tinkering too much with the past or something," Ray says. "It'll be okay. Um.... it's possible that we might need to get a first aid kit or three together. I don't know what their security forces are like, and I want to be able to patch us up on the fly if we have to."

Naraht bobs.

"I'll go see what I can scare up from the Infirmary, but it might be better to entrust it to one of you humanoids."

A shrug. "My reach leaves somewhat to be desired in cases like this."

"Not a problem. I'll make the arrangements."

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