Three Dog

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The door closed behind Ellen; she squared her shoulders. She'd made it inside. She'd made it past the two Knights in the lobby. She'd made it up the stairs and into some room she'd never seen before. She was not going to break down and have the bahoogies about the giant green monster battle now.

She had a radio broadcaster to meet, and she was pretty sure that Three Dog wasn't going to be impressed by a lump of the wibbles, so there was nothing for it but to take a breath, push the memory of the mutants and the Behemoth away, and head for the last flight of stairs upward.

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There was a stunned, blinking sort of silence for a moment- but it was mostly because what Ellen wanted to say was you're kidding, that still exists?. Surely that would've been taken apart long ago... but apparently it hadn't.

And Mr. Mills had taken her to all sorts of museums up and down the Mall in his world. The Air and Space Museum had been stocked to the brim with the kinds of things you'd see in a Museum of Technology, and it hadn't been all that hard to find. She could do this, surely.

"All right," Ellen said. "You have yourself a deal."

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Three Dog cackled, a wild, manic, hyena sound.

"I sure know how to pick 'em! You're gonna be the best thing to happen to Galaxy News Radio in a long time."

The song was winding down. He ran his hand along the workbench as he moved behind it, touching it as though reassuring it. He took an overlarge set of headphones into his hands and glanced across at Ellen.

"If you need any more info, I'll be here waiting for you."

As if he ever left.

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"I sure hope so, sir," said Ellen. "And- thank you, in advance."

She waved, turned, and headed for the stairs and the door again. If Paladin Vargas and poor Reddin had really cleared out the school, she'd be able to hide there and have her fit of the jibblies for a while, and then she could be on her way.

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Meanwhile, the DJ watched her depart. The song was ending and he was on soon, slipping the headphones over his head.

The door at the bottom of the stairs clicked shut and he grinned, baring his teeth.

Now this was news.