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. Being double-jointed, Tycho was also capable of climbing up, into. over, or underneath almost any obstacle. He was also a financial expert and handled the monetary affairs of Mag Force 7.
The man seated to Tycho's left stood and bowed. "I, too, would be honored to be included, Xris. To catch the bastard who injured you would be most pleasing in the eyes of the Master of the Universe."
Dr. Bill Quong was the newest member of the team, and one of the most remarkable. He was an expert at fixing or altering any type of machine currently in use anywhere on any planet in any galaxy. In addition, he could also fix most "broken" living organisms, human or alien. He held advanced degrees in mechanical and hydraulic engineering, and was a doctor of medicine. He'd had little luck holding a job, however. Quong--or Doc, as he was known--had an unfortunate tendency to treat machines like people and people like machines. Xris hadn't hired the doctor for his bedside manner, however. One of Quong's major responsibilities was keeping the cyborg's mechanical half in good working order.
Xris looked around at his team, started to say something, couldn't. He shook his head, shut his mouth.
Feeling a tug on the hem of his pants leg, he looked down.
The Little One was looking up.
"You're in, too?" Xris said, smiling.
The fedora nodded violently. The Little One raised a small, clenched fist
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