“I don’t need you around, you know. I just happen to enjoy your company. Consider yourself lucky that I even invited you.” She glared back at Jason, who was already getting into the car.

“Yeah, yeah, yeah Princess. Come on, Limo’s waiting’.” Jason said as he started the ignition.

Kimberly giggled. She loved shopping. Call it a vice, call it superficial, call it frivolous, she didn’t care. She loved buying new things. And not necessarily for herself. She loved buying things for other people, too. She loved giving gifts. She was good at it. Her friends and family always loved the little knickknacks and presents she picked out for them. Her constant, effervescent friendliness had always made her the ultimate people person, making her one of the most thoughtful women most people had ever met.

“Where to first M’lady?” Jason asked as they began their tour of downtown Reefside. He laughed and Kimberly giggled again. She wanted to find a speciality shop. An artifact store or something akin to that.“Exactly. If the Tenga Talcon did that much damage to you, think of the damage to Tommy and Pinky… Slashes… blood everywhere… perhaps death too… It’s all part of the plan big brother.”

“Well, when you put it that way, I suppose I can’t be too mad at ya,” muttered Rito.

“You wouldn’t be anyway you dolt. Now off with you! Finster and I are almost ready to put the first phase of the plan into action.”

Goldar stepped out from the shadows where he’d been the entire conversation. He couldn’t help but grin wickedly at Rito’s “battle scars”. Secretly he’d told the Tenga with the Tenga Talcon to show no mercy when attacking… then again wasn’t that what he was supposed to do? The Tenga did better than he had hoped though. Secretly, he wished that the weapon had done more to Rito, but miracles didn’t just happen overnight. “What would you like for me to do?” he growled.The Blue Ranger was dressed entirely in armor, with no fabric visible. There were no white diamond-markings, like Tommy had expected, but on the left side of his chest he bore a gold disc, carved to resemble the Power Coin in his belt, like a badge. He, too, had a red Blade Blaster, but instead of hanging from his belt, it was attached to the side of his right leg. On the left side of his belt was a short, blue cyllindar, the purpose of which Tommy could only imagine. The armor as a whole brought to mind a kind of futuristic police officer, though quite different from the Blue Senturian Tommy had known.

         The Yellow Ranger's armor had a wild, untamed look to it. Jagged black stripes decorated the suit, and her high-heeled black boots forked at her knees.

         A blast of solid light struck the sidewalk below them, shaking Tommy out of his observations. Realizing that he was still vulnerable, he held out his morpher.