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[The Bay has seen better days than this one, that much is certain, after its newest unwilling arrival blasted his way out of his pod and promptly flew into a rage and left the rest of the place in shambles before emerging into the storm outside.]

[Now he's up on the communicator and the RAGE is just oozing off of him even through the screen. His face remains obscured for the moment by the hood and the sand blowing around him which barely seem to hinder him in the slightest. What are visible are the blazing red eyes deep in the shadows of the hood.]

How DARE you! I will give you one chance and one chance alone, return me to Eternia immediately or you will all pay dearly for this insult!

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[Be proud of yourself you just woke him up from a nap in his apartment. Rolling over to pick up his videophone off of his coffee table, he fidgets with it for a moment before speaking.]

Doesn't work that way.

[No. No that's not helping the rage at all. He's about to go off on this brainless worm who dares talk back when... hmm. Clearly, such a toad isn't in charge of anything, but perhaps he may still be useful.]

Doesn't it? [Those lights fade a little bit, but still burn brightly.] Then enlighten me. How does it work?

That pamphlet that came in the box you woke up with explains it.

[Pause]

Unless you destroyed it in your little fit, in which case, I still have mine and I'll let you borrow it.

[Quite a mouth on this one. He'd like nothing better to do than silence those flippant remarks for good but, sadly, that isn't possible from where he is.]

I saw the the writings!

[He still DESTROYED the worthless thing, but that's beside the point.]

But where I am is of little consequence at the moment. What I am interested in is who and what brought me here!

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[Janos turns the screen aside long enough to roll his eyes. Why can't these people be like Shaw? Anyway, after a moment he reappears on the screen.]

We don't know.

That much is quickly becoming clear.

[But as quick as Skeletor's temper is, it's still second to his ability to spot an opportunity and one clawed hand comes up to rub his chin in thought.]

Still, to accomplish something like this would require great power indeed. Power that can be harnessed for other purposes just as easily.

[Oh now Janos looks somewhat interested.]

Well, if you'd like some help, I suppose I could offer.

I mean, however much help someone who can make tornadoes can possibly be...

[A small smirk plays over his face for a moment before he goes completely straightfaced again.]

[Ah, even here there was no shortage of people looking to ally themselves with those who wielded actual power and had the ambition to use it.]

Hmm, most intriguing, and you do appear to have a brain unlike most of my past associates. What is your name?

[A pause, almost as if he's debating giving his real name or his code name.]

Just call me Riptide.

~~[That codename would be downright ordinary where he comes from.]~~

Very well, Riptide.

[And now comes the reveal, Skeletor's hood comes back enough for Janos to clearly see the face of the man he's been speaking to, or lack thereof.]

I am Skeletor, lord and master of all evil.

Eternia, but that place sounds so friendly.

...How is someone as scary, shouty and angry like you from a place called Eternia?

[Ugh, look at those wide, innocent, childlike eyes. It's enough to make him sick.]

Oh, it is a very welcoming place indeed. Which is precisely the first thing I mean to change when I return and conquer it!

Wh-what!?

But if it's already welcoming and nice why would you want to change it?

Because I hate both "welcoming" and "nice!"

[GASSSSSSSSSSSSSP!]

That's terrible! What did "nice" and "welcoming" ever do to you!?

..

[It's possible he's not dealing with the sharpest knife in the drawer at the moment.]

Nothing, nor have they done anything for me.

[Are you kidding? Ruby is totally the sharpest knife in the crayon box.]

That's no reason to hate them, you should at least give them a chance first!

[Skeletor's point is proven.]

Bah. I have no time to waste on idle chatter with foolish children who clearly have nothing of value to offer.

[Now how do you shut this blasted thing off?]

[Ruby can see he's clearly trying to do something with the phone.]

...Uhmmm, what are you trying to do?

[Grr. Blast this idiot child!]

Nothing! Stop wasting my time and get out of my sight!

[Sorry, she's not listening.]

It's really not that hard to figure out; there's the green button that starts up a call, the button to switch between video, text, and audio, the keypad for all your letter, number and symbol needs, Oh! And there's the red button that says "end," you press that one when you want to end the call.

I know that!

[Of course he knows that! He doesn't need this brat to tell him how to use this device. BOOP! Aaaand the call's ended before Ruby can offer any more advice.]

[Good riddance.]

[And she watches the screen go black.]

D-did he just hang up on me!?

...He did!

[DUN DUN DUN!]

That jerk!

Hmph. Good luck actually finding the person responsible for bringing us here.

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[Hmph. Another inconsequential fool responding to him with nothing of value to offer.]

I take it that means that you have no answers either. If that's the case then do stop wasting my time.

Waste your time? Don't get smart with me boy, you're lucky to have someone like me grace you with my presence and don't you forget that!

WHAT?!

[There's an explosion of power around him, enough to cause a break in the driving sands for a moment and clear the ground around his feet.]

Have you even the slightest inkling to whom you are speaking, old man? I am Skeletor, Overlord of Evil and future ruler of Eternia and any other world I set my sights upon!

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[Pfffffft. Wily cares not for your display of "power"]

I could ask you the same question, you hooligan! I am the greatest scientific mind the world has ever seen. I am the one, the only, Doctor Albert W. Wily.

I'm not interested in a place that's cheesy enough to called Eternia, you can keep that, but you're going to have to get in line for any other world you want.

[You have not even begun to witness his power!]

Ha! Nor am I interested in a world that could be conquered by a buffoon like you!

Buffoon? Are words useless against that thick skull of yours!? Allow me to spell it out for you, I'm the greatest scientific mind of my world, I'm a genius you dolt! G-E-N-I-U-S.

Do you get it now?

[Wait until he sees your face.]

You are little more than a braying imbecile and I would recommend that you be silent while I am still inclined to allow you to live!

[And while he rants, he leans a little closer to the communicator for effect. Just enough to see the shadows of a skeletal face beneath his hood.]

Allow me to li-!?

[Wily cuts himself off when he finally gets a look at Skeletors face beneath that hood. It's not because he's afraid or anything, he actually think it's kind of cool.]

Sweet mother of Tesla, Finally someone in this place has a sense of style. Maybe

[To say Milla isn't surprised to see a man like Skeletor shouting threats over a video phone wouldn't quite be the right way to describe how she feels... but she knew she would never see an end to people like him. Someone once told her that "those with power must protect those who are weak," but she's come to find that "protecting" the weak quickly becomes a skewed concept when someone has too much power.

Skeletor seems exactly like one such man. So she returns the video with a glaring face of her own.]

Isn't it unwise to threaten people whose strength you haven't even witnessed yet? [She's not going to return his threats with those of her own... but she has a sneaking suspicion that at the end of the day, Skeletor won't be the sort of person to listen to reason.]

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[The weak? The weak are not to be protected, they are to be crushed, trodden upon and ruled. They did not deserve their place in the world, only those with the power and ambition to TAKE what was theirs deserved it. Those like him.

As for power, there was no such thing as "too much" nor was there "enough." There was always and only "more."]

I threaten whomever I please. They have yet to comprehend the depths of my strength as well.

[Those who seek ever more power are doomed to be smothered by it - scuffed out by their own ambition.]

Such arrogance. You may very well have physical strength, but your flaws are glaring.

Know this: While I do not frivolously meddle in human affairs, I must find my way out of this place. But if I am to stay here for some time, I do so upholding the virtues I've fought for. If you become an obstacle in any way, you will leave me no choice.

[A meaningless platitude that those who lack real ambition repeat to themselves as comfort. Skeletor IS power, and one day very soon, he would see everyone bow before him.]

[The lights in his eyes burn brighter for a moment, enough to illuminate his face within the shadows of his hood, and then dim away again. He's quiet for a moment, and then his shoulders begin to shake with laughter, quiet, menacing chuckles that quickly grow in volume before he bursts out into loud, insane laughter. When it's done, he brings the communicator closer.]

Listen well, girl, there is only one who has ever stood in my way and he is not here. This world may yet prove to be an acceptable substitute for the true prize I seek, and you had best not become an obstacle in my way.

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[Skeletor's face becomes clear, though Milla hardly seems shaken. To her, Efreet would be more intimidating and she gets along fine with him. She waits for him to stop laughing - let him get it all out of his system. She's in no hurry.]

If that is your choice, then I suppose there is no point in continuing this conversation further. [She promptly hangs up, as it's obvious Skeletor finds words to be meaningless theatrics. She's got more important things to worry about than someone who may ultimately do nothing.]

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[The conclusion to the conversation was just fine with him. He lowers the communicator and stands in the howling wind and sand, looking out at the city.

True, this was not Eternia and his real goal, Castle Grayskull, was out of his reach as long as he was here. Still, to reach across the gulf between worlds and simply pluck people from them... there was real power here, power that would be his. Grayskull would still be there, awaiting his return.]

[Laughing again, Skeletor strides forward into the storm. It seems Milla's hope that he would do nothing is a naive one indeed.]

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