Far Pangaea 93: Lord Knows

Harpea leading the way toward the Bridge they find the room of Orin Ridge open and ransacked. Hesitantly, they enter to see young James Ian Pryce trying to climb up on the gravity crib where the brain dead baby that once belonged to Orin Ridge had been laid to rest.

"What are you doing?" Elle pushes her way in as James falls backwards to the floor.

"Moe hate new body. Want old body back."

Kneeling next to him Elle realizes the situation, "Moe? How did you get in the body of James?"

"A mind transferal it seems. Your James saved his simian friend from dying at Orin's hands. Orin threw your James Ian, the girl Sophia, her Mother, and the boys dog out of the X'Orr. I would educate a guess that only the girl survived the fall." Harpea informs them after consoling mentally with Mav'Ryk, "My scientist Mav'Ryk flew my ship out of Orin's range saving my crew."

Fighting her emotions Elle coughs up, "What about Colonel Goddard and our friends? If Orin is in Eden they're in danger. Get us there fast." Elle stands up just as Moe regains his foot hold. One more attempt to climb the gravity crib allows him entry. Only the power field of the crib prevented him from touching the baby.

"Moe darlin?" Greta looked sad, "That there baby is dead."

"No die. Baby live."

Elle pats James/ Moe on the back then looks into the crib with a shocked expression, "Well now. That's something you don't see every day." She shuts the crib's containment mode off and reaches in to lift the baby. To everyone's shock it was quite lively. Moe gently pats his palm on the baby's head.

"Moe knew."

"Yes you did." Elle shares a caring glance with Moe, "It's certainly a miracle. Is this Orin again?"

The baby looks toward James/ Moe and giggles as Moe lets him pat his own head in return. Moe dizzy from a tingling sensation.

"Not bad man."

"Flection." The baby smiles kicking his legs.

Elle Franklin swallows dryly looking over to Harpea, "Lordy be."

"Perhaps."

Everyone stared at Harpea uncertain what else to say. As the baby touches Elle's diamond hand her brow begins to glow.

"Elle Darlin'?" Greta points at her.

"Yeah?"

"I'm thinkin' you been fitted for a halo." It quickly dissipates.

"What the..." The baby farts loudly forcing it to giggle. Everyone turned with a disturbing scowl at the pungent odor.

"Moe hungry."

They watched James waddle out of the room.

"Greta's on diaper duty." Passing the baby off, Elle led Animahni and Harpea away. Greta left to suffer winced at the baby.

"Don't you believe it Youngun. She surely ain't no Angel." Looking toward the open door Greta Winston decided that she might be wrong. Shrugging at her thoughts she changed her attitude, "Let's clean you up Lil Fella." Dawning on her of the possibility she swallows, "You in there God?" Only farts and laughter.

"Wooooooooooeeeeeeeeee! Lord have mercy."

Not at this very moment.