With the permission of one Kintaro Amano himself, I've been permitted to the incarnation of his avatar from "Baka-Con II: The Search for Chicks" in what will probably be the STRANGEST crossovers of my own characters ever, not counting the MiSTs. Realizing, of course, that there are other shy MiSTers out there, I am allowing this to be used for that purpose. (Just let me know first.)
 

Magnetic Personality

By Bodger

Prologue...
 

Freon:

    Freon's Log, Earth date 033100: Ah, Sakura-Con! Could there be any two more beautiful
    words in the English language? (Well, okay, maybe Sakura isn't EXACTLY English, but hey!)
    What better place to search for beautiful women than an anime convention. Of course, as an
    otaku I'm bound to be a little biased, but what the hell.

    I'm once again in the Double Tree Inn in Southcenter. It's not too different from
    Baka-Con last year, of course, but I wouldn't have it any other way. Last year, I scored
    one hot chick (and, er, one totally INSANE one, but let's not get into that). With any
    luck, this time around should be nothing but one big love-fest. So without further ado,
    once more unto the breach!
 

Kirin:

    "Kirin?"

    "Yeah Tom?"

    "Remind me again why we're here."

    "It's pretty simple, Tom. The bastard likes to make himself known to the public eye,
    and this Anime convention was the largest event taking place in the area. It's pretty
    logical to say that this is where he's gonna strike."

    "So why do we have to dress like something out of a Renaissance fest?"

    Tom was clearly not enjoying this. We were both dressed up as characters from some
    Japanese cartoon called "Record of the Lodess War," for obvious reasons. What better
    way for an elf to go under cover, after all, than to go as an elf?

    Various UIA agents were positioned around the building on the lookout for one Qua'latak
    Tera'kon, a Lizardian nutcase. One I knew too well, unfortunately -- he had nearly killed
    me and my partner. We'd also nearly taken the city center with us thanks to him. He was like
    a weed -- knock him down once, and he'd get right back up again. Now there were reports he
    was back and ready to strike again.

    "Get into the spirit, Tom. I mean look at all these people -- that guy over there's wearing a
    pigtail and a red Chinese shirt, for gods' sake."

    Tom shook his head. "I haven't the damnest idea how that's significant, Kirin.  It doesn't make
    me feel any less silly, either."

    "Well, look at Amy over there. Happy as a clam."

    Indeed, she was. Dressed as some character called Nabiki, she was perusing the stalls with a
    twinkle in her eye that would blind a moth. She wasn't actually a field agent; for the most part
    she was only a pathologist. But she had actually begged Sir Willard to let her in on the action; it
    was not obvious until later why this was. She was certainly blending in better than anyone else,
    though.

    "I'd rather look over there, Kirin."

    "Huh?"

    "Perp at five o' clock."

    There he was. The clothing was far more eccentric than normal (lots of black armor),
    but there was no mistakening the smirk on that Lizard-like face. I spoke into my walkie-
    talkie. "Tenchi team this is Ranma team, over."

    "Tenchi team here. What have you got, Ranma team?"

    "We spotted him. He's in some crazy get-up, but it's definitely him. Over."

    "We'll get him, Ranma. You hang back. Over."

    "You shitting me? By the time you guys get here he'll be lost in the crowd!"

    "Ranma team, you're too emotionally involved in this. Best to let someone else get
    him. Over."

    "Dammit, Tenchi team, we don't have time for this. He's moving already. Look, don't
    worry about me. I'm not about to let my emotions get the best of me. Over."

    "Ranma team --"

    I turned the walkie-talkie off. Tom, normally a stickler for instructions, looked about
    as ready for a piece of this action as I was. "Ready, partner?"

    "Ready as I'll ever be."

    "Then let's move."

    We began to advance towards Tera'kon. Behind us, we could hear a soft, "Hey!" from
    Amy, who quickly moved in step with us. Pushing through the crowd, we started to catch
    up with him. He seemed to be able to detect us as he suddenly increased his pace.

    "UIA! Freeze!" I shouted, moving faster. People shouted muffled protests and moved aside
    as Tom, Amy and I pursued the Lizard. He ducked into the viewing room. We followed him in.
    He was trapped. "There's no way out of here, Tera'kon. We've blocked the entrances,
    and the place is swarming with agents. You might as well give up," I said, trying to remain
    professional.

    "Heh. You think I wasn't aware of that, Agent Torak? I was wondering when you were
    going to show up." The room was dark now, but I could practically feel him sneering at us.

    "You think you're really goddamn clever, don't you Tera'kon? Well, unless you've got
    one hell of an ace up your sleeve, you're as good as ours," growled Tom. Amy remained
    silent.

    "How's this for a good hand, then?" he said. I could just make out the movement of
    his arm.

    "Stop right now!" We moved in.

    He threw down the item in his hand.

    There was a white flash, then nothing.
 

Coming up!!!

-- Meet Greyforce and Alexis!
-- Meet Hibichi, Tomiko and Nekita!
-- And Freon hits a gold mine...