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[bring_a_sponge]

It's hard to say when They came in through the Door. Maybe They've been there all along. For Anonymity is Their name. Silence is Their native tongue. They are no longer part of the system. They are above the system. Over it. Beyond--.

No, wait.

You know it couldn't have been that long. Zed would have gone completely mental.

So: two Men in Black, sitting at Bar drinking bourbon.

One of them is growling.

...Yes, of course, it's that one.

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[command_dot_com]

"A very, very small energy sheild." Dot replies. "Mairi did start developing keytool abilities while pre-natal."

One must wonder what's going through Zed's mind right now.

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Actually, what's going through Zed's skull right now are the MiB codes against recruiting potential Agents from right out of the crib.

Yeah. It's come up before.

Ah well. He can patient.

No, really. He can. Sort of.

"Now that is a quite a feat, young lady," K informs Mairi, 'accidentally' letting her finally catch up with finger.

[command_dot_com]

He, the Guardian Collective and Barbara Gordon are going to have to fight over who gets to recruit Mairi when she comes of the age to choose.

It will be a fight everyone will pay to see.

"She is an amazing little girl."

"Eeeeee!" She's not developed enough physically to attempt a nomming of the finger, but Kay's digit is no small source of wonder.

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It'll be a fight all right, but Zed isn't worried. He intends to fight dirty.

Ok, yes, the Collective and Gordon will probably be fighting dirty too, but Zed will be fighting dirtier.

"Uh oh," K smiles. "I might be in trouble here."

And sure enough it looks like Mairi's got that finger in a death grip.

Oh noes!