Season 2: Home Life and Shadow Plays Episode 10: No Need for Diplomacy Miho-Kiyo's Place "Washu found a cure," Kiyone breathed the phrase out quietly. "Good, very good." She then returned to pacing. "Washu-sa..chan," Karya scanned about the area as she nearly used the wrong suffix. "Found a cure, Ayeka-sama is going to be okay?" "Oh YAY!" Mihoshi shouted clapping her hands vigorously. Kiyone continued pacing nervously, while Rakkan and Karya both watched the happy blonde, ready to bolt if necessary. "That's great." "Captain Makibi, why does this make you nervous?" Rakkan asked, still eyeing Mihoshi and any and all potential dangerous objects near her. "It doesn't, I was already nervous," she said. "Where are Tenchi and..RYOKO!" Kiyone had to shift position quickly to dodge the suddenly appeared space pirate. "Sorry about that," Ryoko apologized irritably. "Where is Lord Tenchi?" Karya asked. "This little feud of yours is going to make us late," Kiyone started. "How is.." Tenchi's swarm of sparks cut off Kiyone's reproach as the jurai prince materialized. The detective sighed in exasperation. "Now there are four of you." "Didn't mean to startle anybody," Tenchi said apologetically. "How long is this going to take?" Ryoko demanded glancing irritably about the room. "I don't know yet," Kiyone sighed. "Are you ready?" She glanced at her fellow delegates and arched an eyebrow, there was no venom going back and forth. Tenchi was watching Ryoko with obvious concern, while Ryoko was trying to avoid looking for long at anybody. Something had happened to end hostilities between them. "As ready as I'll ever be I guess," Tenchi shrugged. "Which of us is doing the talking?" "Like Ryoko said," Kiyone answered reluctantly. "You and me." This was probably going to be the most annoying thing they had to do for quite while. "Can we get this over with please? Its almost time for the show." "Yagami, boarding Ryoko, Tenchi and me," Kiyone ordered, ignoring Ryoko. The three of them vanished flickering away as Yagami teleported them on board. Rakkan and Karya glanced at each other and tried to sneak out of the room. "Hey! Are you going to Tenchi's house?" Mihoshi yelled. "Can I come too?" Rakkan and Karya groaned. "Maybe we can sic her on Washu while the show is on," Rakkan suggested. "Certainly, Mihoshi," the Jurai said cheerfully. "And I'll bet Washu has a bunch of inventions for you as a law enforcement officer." "Oooo, cool!" Mihoshi declared rushing out the door ahead of them. "Good idea, Rakkan-san" Karya admitted grudgingly. Then they realized that Mihoshi was unsupervised and bolted out the door after her. SETI Main Headquarters "Excuse me," the secretary looked up to see a young woman in some sort of uniform or costume or something. Another woman with spiky silver hair stood behind her who was looking rather irritable and nervous. Watching her was a young man, maybe in his late teens. The bored woman blinked, more sci- fi fans looking for a tour. She yawned and stretched. "This is SETI right?" "I'm sorry, but there are no more tours for another two." the secretary's eyes popped wide and jaw dropped as the silver haired woman sat down. Sitting cross-legged in thin air with a black cat tail swishing along behind her. "Well, we weren't really interested in taking the tour," the uniformed woman said. "Though its good to know these translators work." "Do we have to do this now?" the floating woman grumbled. "Actually, Ryoko has a point," the boy said. "We do have a few other things happening right now." "Which is why we're getting this over with right now," the uniformed girl said. "And what is the nature of your business?" the secretary asked hollowly. "This is the Search for Extra-Terrestrial Intelligence?" the uniformed woman asked. "Yes," she nodded staring at the floating silver-haired woman. "What are you looking at?" "Ryoko, please behave," the uniformed woman said. "Anyway, I guess that means we're in the right place." "Right place for what?" "Ryoko and Kiyone are extra-terrestrials," Tenchi put in. "Uh," the secretary blinked. "huh. Could you wait here please?" The woman stood up and backed out of the room fumbling for the door. "Weren't we going to see the UN?" Tenchi asked. "Well, yeah," Kiyone said. "But it makes sense to do this first, plus we should give them first crack with all the hard work they're doing." "They're out there, sir." They heard behind the door the secretary had entered. "I don't see what the big deal is," some body complained. "Its probably just a trekkie with a good." the door opened revealing a geeky looking guy in his thirties who saw Ryoko floating in mid air and then immediately closed the door again. The three of them sweat dropped at the sound of running footsteps. About ten minutes later there was the sound of virtual stampede heading for the outer office. Kiyone, Tenchi and Ryoko glanced at each other once before the door seemed to explode open with a flood of earth scientists. After people stopped spilling through the doorway a blonde woman stepped forward nervously. "I'd like to welcome you on behalf of the people of Earth," she said, extending a hand toward Kiyone and eyeing Ryoko. "I'm Dr. Emily Delujenul and you are?" "Captain Kiyone Makibi of the Galaxy Police," Kiyone said. "Ranking officer assigned to this sector." "Ranking.officer?" "Well there's just me and my partner really," Kiyone started. "And that would be her?" the scientist asked, pointed at Ryoko. "Like hell no," Ryoko snapped. "Her partner is walking disaster zone with blonde hair." They glanced at Kiyone. "You have no idea, Ryoko, no idea." Most of the scientists sweatdropped. "So who are they, then?" "I'm Tenchi Masaki," Tenchi said, politely. "And I'm not an extra-terrestrial." There was a brief wave of disappointment. "My grandfather is." Tenchi sweatdropped as the scientists face faulted. "And her?" "I'm Ryoko." "That's it?" "You probably don't want to hear the full story." "Oh yes we do," came the chorused reply. "Okay, I'm Ryoko, a powerful space pirate and formerly one of the most wanted criminals in the galaxy." They all took a step back from her. "She's was pardoned after she helped save the galaxy," Kiyone quickly informed them, and they all breathed a sigh of relief. "How do you know English?" the speaker narrowed his eyes. "Have you been studying us?" "Well, I learned a little English in school," Tenchi said. "But Washu made these translators for this trip." He pointed out the little clip on his shirt collar. "Oh, wait, you said your grandfather was an extra- terrestrial?" "Yes, his grandfather is Lord Yosho former crown prince of the Jurai Empire," Kiyone confirmed. Tenchi sweatdropped as they blinked. "Uh huh, and where is that located?" "Oh well, this is easier," Kiyone set down a disc and depressed a button. A hologram map of the galaxy flared into life revealing the jurisdictional boundaries of the Galaxy Police and Jurai empire. "That's Sol, and that's Jurai." "That's nearly the center of the galaxy!" "Yeah, about a month's travel," Tenchi said. They stared at him in shock. "Though we were trying to avoid attention at the time, so it might have taken a little extra time." "Hey, if you're a Galaxy Police officer," someone asked. "Where's your headquarters?" Kiyone looked at the map for a moment. "Secondary headquarters is here," she pointed to a spot that lit up. "What happened to the primary headquarters?" "Caine," the three of them answered together. "Huh?" "Oh, don't worry, we're fairly certain he's destroyed," Kiyone said. "Even if he's not, it'll take him a while to find this dimension again," Ryoko said. "Uh huh. So you're a cop, you're an ex-pirate, and you're royalty." "That about covers it," Kiyone said. "Well for those of us that are here." "Who else is there?" "The current crown princess of Jurai, and her sister," Kiyone said. "Is she his aunt or sister or something?" The speaker pointed at Tenchi. "I think its more like really, really, really distant cousins," Tenchi said. "Ryoko's son.." "Ah.he was born here," Ryoko said. "He doesn't count, does he?" "I'm not sure, we haven't had to think of this question before." "That's a good point," Kiyone said. "And that leaves, Karya and Rakkan, Washu, and my partner." "Do you mind if we collect some personal information," someone asked. "Like what?" "Name, age, birth place." "Measurements?" Most of the women in the room turned to glare at the speaker while most of the men cleared the area around him as various bashing objects were pulled from mallet space and smashed him into the ground. "There's something wrong with that question?" Ryoko asked. "She's a little.." "Amoral." Kiyone confirmed. "I wouldn't go THAT far," Tenchi said, before Ryoko could move to agree. "Umm.before we sink into personal relationships," they turned to face someone with a clipboard. "Mind if I get this done with first?" Ryoko asked. "There's other things I could be doing." "Uh, okay," the scientist with the clipboard asked. "Name?" "Ryoko." "Last Name?" "Just Ryoko." "Age?" "About two thousand eighteen," she said, they all stared at her, blinking. "What?" "Uh.uh.something safe," the scientist thought. "Next of kin?" "I have a son, Rikyu," she said. "Is there anything else you need?" "Occupation, space pirate?" Ryoko shrugged. "Where were you born." "I don't know," they glanced at her. "Seriously, I don't know, my parents were royalty or something from some place outside the Galaxy." "You're extra-GALACTIC?!?!" "At least they won't be as shocked when it gets to us this way," Kiyone muttered. She shrugged upon noticing that Tenchi wasn't paying attention to her. "Well, at least they're not tearing each other's throats out." On the other hand, Ryoko was a mass of angst rivaling her when she had first been assigned to the Sol system. "Okay, that's it," Ryoko sighed. "Any other question.no? Bye then." And Ryoko vanished. Kiyone reached out and snatched Tenchi before he could move. "What are.?" "She's going to be all right for now," Kiyone muttered. "You are not leaving me here alone." "Are you sure?" Tenchi asked, eyes narrowed. Kiyone smiled through gritted teeth and turned towards the near-catatonic scientists. "I'm positive," she plastered on her plastic cheerful expression and turned to the scientists. "I'm next?" Masaki House "What's happened?" Ryoko demanded she appeared above her normal seat and floated down. "Tadaaki's dead." "WHAT?!?" Ryoko leaned forward and glued her eyes to the screen. "What happened?" "His car went over a cliff and they found this burned up body inside." "Detective," one of the actors called out. "The lab just sent this up." The four television viewers leaned forward. "I thought so," he said. "The brakes were tampered with, this is murder!" "It was that Kimi woman," Nyoko shouted. Ryoko scratched her head, something was different. "I heard her threaten him." "Wait a minute," Ayeka said. "Doesn't Mihoshi usually break in at this point and switch the channel." "Oh, we took care of that," Karya said, not looking away from the screen. "How'd you manage that?" "We told her that Washu probably had some inventions that would help her be a better police officer." Ayeka and Ryoko turned several shades paler. "You told her to go play with Washu's inventions?" "How's she going to get there," Karya asked. "Isn't Washu-sa.chan's laboratory in another dimension as it is?" They looked to the shell-shocked Ryoko and Ayeka and sweatdropped. "We made a mistake...didn't we?" Ayeka and Ryoko nodded slowly.