“HELLLLOOOOO BEARDOS AND WEIRDOS OF MAYA! welcome back to Cali-GORE, the only* show giving you uncensored, uncut violence straight to your comlog! This is still me, your favorite Herbie Hoo-Haa and today I am joined by an exceptional co-host here at the HEXADROOOME! <sound of airhorn> I won’t even introduce her, you’ll guess who she is right from her voice, and you’ll love her unexpected appearance on the show! The producers didn’t even tell ME she was going to be here! Say Hi SISTER!”

Herbie uprooted his own microphone from the stand in front of him and spun it right in front of Cassandra Kusanagi, who didn’t look fazed in the slightest.

“Hello good people of the Hexadrome and hello to everyone following at home. Please be advised that todays match scheduled between the great wrestlers Phisique-llomena and Sister-Beast shall not be televised due to copyright concerns. The observance offers instead Psalm 75 Hymns III, -May her knife be sharpened by our Faith-”

Ignoring Herbie Hoo-Haa’s confused babbling Cassandra stood up and left the broadcast booth, offering a small courtsy before leaving. All the uplink equipment was beeping, blinking and fizzing out of control, courtesy of Sister Hecate, who was waiting for Cassandra just outside, together with Sister Merciful Hope for the Sinners, Sister Hope for short.

“Can you believe that lanky bald pinup down there is Warbara’s clone?” Joked Hope, falling into her sisters’ step “If not for the skin color, she looks nothing like her!”

Cassandra gave her an enigmatic smile, soft, but not entirely amused “Don’t be crass, Hope, that’s not becoming of you. Furthermore, that’s exactly how Warbara looked when she was 15”

She then hastened her step a little, to hide her second smile, a smug one this time, from her flustered squadmate.

“Come on” she added “Let’s rescue our sister’s younger twin”

“Forces Of The Observancy Spotted North-West Of The Ring, Sir” CyborgNinjaBrian impression of a robotic voice was, as always, spot-on, at least to his judgement.

“What do we have, lad?” Peter’s voice was not spot on for a robot impression, thought CyborgNinjaBrian, but it came pretty close. Surprising how mechanical could speech become after a certain number of hours without sleep.

Not that it bothered CyborgNinjaBrian, he had convinced himself of his robotic nature to the point he was not feeling the exhaustion that the rest of the team seemed to be suffering from, after a mission, a capture situation, a daring escape, and now a brand new mission without rest nor sleep.

“Stigmanton TAG Identified” he started “Located Centerfield. Primary Threat - Warbara, Cenobite, Orphan, Centerfield. Primary Threat - Kusanagi, Custodier, Moira, Cenobite, Cenobite, Western Wing. Secondary Threat - Camouflaged Hostile Below Core Fireteam Position.”

“Thank ye kindly Brian, take your position on my threes, if ye please…” Lt.Cuddles was present but he felt as if he was hungover. He took a sip of old refiltered water from his Fremen canteen “Awright team, everyone in position? Taowu, Brian, Digger 1, Swanson, Kanuf (I told ye to change that fucking callsign, private!), stay close. Aida, stay near Brian and deploy a mine near both of ye.”

He stood up and looked around, to no avail. Tall intricate tubings and moving parts under the hexadrome made it difficult to see that far away. He couldn’t even see the ring, which was currently under the Hexadrome itself, were the two fighters were warming up for the fight, waiting to be lifted up through the floor and into the midday sun.