Ditto1 could just barely make out the control room window in the upper edges of the War Room, however the two man Ditto team were just as effective as ever. Phil was waiting for the next round in the War Room but the Carggite didn't see him with the helmet of Fate, rather a golden amulet in his hands shining bright. Warp teleported once more to try and get the drop on Ditto1 and didn't see Ditto2 had already set him up for a clothesline in mid-air. The villain was defeated and the Star City Mall scenery faded into the steel and computerized looking walls and the training droid's holographic appearance faded revealing it;s robotic state. The two Carggite's became one and headed for the exit. On Kilian's way out, he spoke into the intercom up in the control room...

"Don't know what kinda new toy you brought to play with, but let me know how it goes, Phil."

"Thanks Ditto," Phil replied. As he began to type in the new scenario, the aching began to come back in his damaged arm. When the computer asked for number of combatants, Phil wondered if there was anyone else that wanted to join in training... 

Ditto went on to see both Captain Marvel and the Flash working together like a pair of red and gold blurs to finish the repairs to the main floor of the HQ. He noticed the main difference, the meeting room was now suspended to a glass hallway high above the floor of the level looking down and around the rest of the floor. The new personal quarters were much of the same thing, now all in white marble with a jagged rock wall on the one side of the hallway and the back walls of the young heroes' rooms. After taking off his mask and upper part of his suit to cool off a bit, Kilian decided to check the fridge. Maybe there was something in the fridge this time of day that could give him the energy to go another few rounds with some holo-droids in the War Room. What the young alien found is what seemed to be another type of barbecue in some plastic container. It was some BBQ beef that Shock had brought from her parent's home a day or so earlier, and as far as the alien had known BBQ chicken was the only meat around coated in the tangy goodness that was bbq sauce. He'd had what was called 'beef' in hamburgers, and while he didn't understand why ham wasn't in hamburgers, he never questioned if BBQ was served on anything other than chicken. This beef was shredded, like no hamburger beef that Kilian had seen in his weeks on Earth. Kilian dug into the pound or so of BBQ beef with his now bare hands and had he not removed his shirt and mask earlier he would have made a dark red or maroon mess on them. With sauce now all over his face and hands, and bits that had dripped onto his chest, he looked like a wild animal on the Discovery Channel tearing into a smaller animal. 

"Oh yeah, maaaybe I shouldn't have done that. Desert snare beasts on Cargg don't make this much of a mess tearing into jellyhogs..." Kilian said out loud with his glowing green eyes flickering making his only available duplicate in the same shape as himself.

"What's up, and why do we look like desert snare bea.." Ditto2 began saying, also shirtless and dirty with BBQ sauce.

"See if you can find the new shower rooms/restrooms and score us a towel. But don't use it on yourself before I reabsorb you, otherwise I'm still a mess..." Ditto1 instructed.

"I'll be right back." Ditto2 replied jogging away.

~KL~