'Aaron/Kendra' spoke:

  He turned to the Panda in the back seat, who was idly flipping through
a National Geographic. "Um, hold on. We've got a bit of turbulence up
ahead."
 The Panda gave him a easily understandable look. <Isn't that airplanes?>
  "Whatever." Mike winced, slammed his foot on the gas, and took off at
80 mph through the busy rush hour traffic

Stargazer notices that they start excellerating, and arn't stopping.  "Damn!
I must have been spotted!  I've got to keep up with tem some how. Ahh, I know.
<He 'ports in a small mono-plane and 'ports himself into it>That's better, but
I hopr the local airport doesn't miss it soon.  I'll follow them in this.
<He notices that his homing device is starting to be jammed> What the...???
Somebody must be jamming my homing device.  Oh, well. Only one thing to do then.<He puts the plane into a dive and follows them at car top level, occasionally
doing a loop to keep from overshooting them.>

* * *
Five minutes later, they hadn't crashed. But the sides of the cab had big
dents, the Panda was huddled in the back seat, and about 23 cop cars were
hot on their tail. Mike was wearing a rather disturbed grin, and the guy
who did the 'porting trick was having trouble finding a place to appear.
  And then, it appeared in the street ahead. The Prodinator.
  Panda's eyes went wide with alarm. Mike, too far gone to care, honked
the horn and ran him down. Well, he tried to, anyway.
  The Prodinator was thrown over the hood, and landed on the roof. A
metal gauntleted hand smashed through the ceiling of the cab a few seconds
later, as the vehicle swerved from side to side...

Stargazer thinks to himself, "With all those cop cars, I can back off for a 
while and follow them by the Police transmissions."  He pulls up and starts 
following at a less lethal height.  He then notices that the cab crashes into
something, and recognises what it is, "The Prodinator! I can't let it get him!
He's mine!"  He lines up his weapon and fires, but at that moment the plane
hit some low turbulence and the shot went wide, sending a few-thousand rounds
of Plasma into a nearby Macy's.  "Oops.  I'll just have to add that to my bill
to the Taskmisstress!" :)  He prepares to fire at the cab again, when he sees
a Blue/purple being jump twords the cab.  "Another bounty hunter! I can't
let her get him!"  He then 'ports her into a local junk yard.  "Now, to
see what I can do against the Prodinator, without letting my prey escape."1 

* * *
Officer Millene had been having a very bad day, and that was before the
lunatic in the cab had practically run her down as she bought a hot dog.
The discovery of a Panda seen in the back of the cab didn't make her feel
any better. And now, some kind of cat-midget-thing was jumping up and down
on the roof of her moving police cruiser, muttering about bamboo breath.
  It was times like these that Millene wished they had looser rules on
shooting people.

She notices the distruction of the Macy's and thinks to herself, "WHAT THE
HELL IS GOING ON HERE?  Thats gonna cost somebody big time.  Attenion all
units, watch out for..." At that moment:

A purple blur suddenly flashed in front of her as the cars roof caved in,
nearly crushing herself as well.  She could faintly make out a scream of
"panda-chan" over the sounds of the police cars as she looked around
herself, shaking at the nearness of turning into a smear on the roof of the
car.  The only thought in her mind was "I need a vacation"

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|  Wayne Pillion            |
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|  Stargazer                |
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