But our discussions have taken a Shakespearen turn as a budding romance develops …
Subject: Help me Dr Banner, you’re my only hope…
Dr Banner, some time ago you were on friendly terms with my father, Overlord Myk, in the Sir Robin/Hulk Wars. Now he begs you to help him in his struggle against the rebel Sir Robin. I regret that I am unable to present my father’s request to you in person, but my ship has fallen under attack and I’m afraid my mission to regain control of Okul has failed. I have placed information vital to the survival of the Rightful empire into the memory systems of this R2 unit. My father will know how to retrieve it. You must see this droid safely delivered to him on Mega Vindemiatrix. This is our most desperate hour. Help me, Dr Banner, you’re my only hope,
Dearest Princess Mykess,
This is an awkward time to meet again, but I remember you from the Galactic University where you were in the Alpha Beta Gamma sorority and were the head cheerleader.
As you can imagine, I spent most of my time in the Physics Lab, but we spent some time together when I was the TA for Physics 101. I also remember when your father when he came to visit the campus as I was asked to give him a demonstration of our Gamma Ray laboratory.
I don’t mean to ask a personal questions, but are you seeing anyone currently during this time of great galactic conflict?
Oh yeah … so back to the R2 unit.
Mega Vindemiatrix is quite the distance from my current position, but as luck would have it, the Millennium Falcon just got back from the Kessel Run and I can see if it is available.
Can you recommend the safest route for me to take to Mega Vindemiatrix … and if you can send the Death Star BluePrints (ooops, wrong universe) … scan of the Rebel Sir Robins ships, I can try to plot a course to come to your rescue.
Yours in thought,
Dr. Bruce Banner
Dearest Mykess (may I drop the Princess title?),
I meant to ask if you knew anything about Ambassador Engeldink Humperbert. He had represented your father on the initial peace mission to Okul … and then all hell broke loose due to Sir Robin’s treachery.
Mighty Myk has asked about his well-being, but we have not seen him. However, we did pickup up an automated beacon transmitting on the emergency galactic guard frequency shortly after he disappeared - the message was: “Luke’s sister - contact AEH ASAP w/codeword” The AEH makes us think it might be related to him, but the message does not make sense to us - does it to you?
I’m anxious to come to your rescue and await information that will help me do that.
P.S. I did meet Ambassador Engeldink Humperbert after his crash landing on Okul … and with all respect, he’s not quite the person I thought your father would send as his representative
It’ so good to hear from you, and I do remember you as it happens, how could a girl forget those biceps giggle I was dating Emperor QWERTY of the Commoner alliance (Editor’s Note: This is the team on the other side of ours - is she setting us up to fight each other for her affection?!?) for some time, but gosh it was so many light years away and those long distance relationships can be tricky, you know? At the moment I am single, and would be delighted to see you again, although I’m somewhat preoccupied trying to regain control of my father’s crumbling empire. He was a good man, but over the last few years his decisions have been… questionable (as you noticed yourself with the dreadfully appointed Mr Humperbert). Robin is making a claim for the throne, and sending his forces (which now include the dreaded Knights of Ni) against our home stars.
Perhaps you could return the R2 unit via your ally, Captain America? I hear he’s friendly with our ally, Ross? This would avoid it falling into the hands of that bastard (pardon my Vindemiatrixian), Sir Robin.
As for the beacon you found, I believe it will allow you to enter a GSCII based keycode in order to decrypt the full message. Try “PinkMamba**^^4076” (don’t ask).
Information of Robin’s troops movements are limited at the moment. There’s a lot of activity all over the galaxy since this debacle began.