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It had been a while since the RPM Rangers' arrival in Japan and Dillon still didn't have a clue what they were looking for. He knew Ziggy didn't either, despite his claiming otherwise, and he didn't believe anything Scott claimed to know on the matter. Flynn, Tenaya and the twins seemed more open about not having a clue, like him, or they were just better at hiding it. Whatever Dr K had sent them for, they hadn't found it yet.

Ditching the other Rangers, Dillon decided to strike out on his own for awhile. While he was much more used to being around friends now, he still relished being on his own on occasion. It was the lone wolf in him.

And it was because he was alone that he noticed the man having trouble talking to a local. The man was clearly not from here, being as tall if not taller then Dillon, and had the looks of an American poster boy. The uniform was not something he recognized but reminded him vaguely of the military who ran Corinth. It seemed like the man had a device that was supposed to act like a translator but it didn't seem to be helping him much.

Dillon waffled for a moment before giving a sigh and heading over. He might as well save the local the hassle of dealing with this guy. "Can I help you?" He asked the local in Japanese before turning a skeptical look to the annoyed looking Westerner. "You lost?" He asked, much less politely. SPD, said the other man's uniform, now that Dillon could see it up close. Yep, definitely not from around here.

[Simon wanted Dillon, and more Ranger action in Mushverse in general, so have Dillon with bonus Sky! Flynn can be around too, as I think those are the only three of mine introduced so far.]

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"He's scary when he does that." Sky nodded in agreement, the corner of his mouth quirking as Bridge said out loud what he'd called Crugar in his head. "And it is pretty common knowledge that the one thing I'm not good at is language." It didn't even bother him anymore, the language thing, because Bridge had always been around to help him.

"I figure that's why he's the commander." Bridge says seriously, nodding. "I mean, he's been doing this a long longer than we have, right?" He grins and nudges Sky's arm with his own. "That's why you need me around. I might cheat, but most of the learning I did on my own, I swear. I only do a bit of... you know... extra prodding when I'm out of my depth. Which isn't all the time!"

"Still kinda creepy." Especially when the Commander and Kat went at each other, having two different conversations at once: one with the Rangers and another just between the two of them.

Then he chuckles and nudges Bridge back. "I know you learned it on your own. We took the same language courses. Except you came out understanding it and I didn't."

"Oh, most definitely, but I mean, are we really ones to talk about creepy? I mean, it's not like he actually has any kind of precognition, that would be ridiculous." And something that's usually Bridge's forte, though he hasn't had any precognitive dreams in a while.

Thankfully. They tend to be disturbing, sometimes painful, a little scary, and tends to get him nothing but a lot of disbelief from the people closest to him. Not the best combination, to say the least.

"Some people just don't have a mind for languages. It's not your fault."

"He may not have precognition but he sure knows us better then I'd like to admit." It happened more then Sky would like to admit, where it was proven that Crugar could guess their moves and reactions to things. Almost as much as he yelled at them.

Sky would second that thankful. He never liked it when Bridge had bad dreams, whether he believed they would come true or not. The 'dream fighting' was still a bit hard to believe.

"Like right now, he would use this as a way to stress teamwork."

"I hope he's not precognitive." Bridge muses suddenly. "I mean, he can't be for real, right? That would be awful, if he knew what was going to happen and never told us?" He stares up at Sky for a moment with wide eyes, then shakes his head. "No way. He's just experienced. And he's known us since we were young. That probably accounts for it."

He chuckles at that, and slips an arm around Sky's waist. He'd go for the shoulders, but it can be a bit of a strain, and he prefers not to let his sleeve ruck up that much, just in case. "Well, maybe he doesn't know us as well as he thinks then. We've got the teamwork thing down pat, right?"

That was basically what Sky had just said and he was unable to help a small look of fond exasperation at the Bridge version. "That has to be it."

When the arm went around Sky's waist, he froze for a split second. Not at the touch, he was used to Bridge's random embraces. For a guy whose powers discouraged touch, he liked to touch people. No, it was the teamwork comment. And there really was only one way to answer without negating the conversation back to the beginning, even if Bridge didn't mean what Sky hoped he did. "Yeah...yeah we do."

Bridge grins as Sky's obvious, if subdued exasperation. That's the Sky he knows and loves.

He notices Sky's brief hesitation there too, and reluctantly pulls his arm back, misconstruing Sky's discomfort. "Let's get back to where we're staying, alright? Then we can sit down with Jack and discuss a plan of attack."

Oh right. He still had face Jack. Something Sky was no looking forward too, as he had a feeling that it would go drastically different then it had with Bridge. But, he owed it to Bridge and the rest of the team to work it out with the Red Ranger, for better or for worse.

"Alright. Where are you staying anyway and how long have you been here?"

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