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unique abilities, and our need for additional help, getting the word out in the towns and cities where our potential volunteers live?”
    “I will need to write something about your special abilities. You told me a Sea Goddess transformed both of you into hybrids—part human, part fish—but that sounds, well, it sounds impossible to the average person, fantastic. What you said about jetfish and bubblefish is incredible as well, as is the whole idea of molecular communication underwater. And yet, I’ve seen enough to know that something highly unusual has happened to both of you—maybe magical, maybe scientifically plausible. That is to be determined, or may never be explainable. But however it happened, I believe you, and I want the public to believe you as well. It will be an important element of the stories I write on your behalf.”
    Kimo shrugged. “I don’t really understand it myself. I only know what I’m able to do, and what I see Alicia doing. It’s kind of mysterious to us, too.”
    “Yes, mysterious . That’s a great angle on your story, and it will make good newspaper copy. An air of mystery surrounds everything you do, and the overarching theme is the altruistic cause you are leading—for the welfare of the world ocean.”
    “I know you can help us,” Kimo said. “I know you can help the ocean.”
    “Thank you,” Jimmy said. “Now, I think you need a group name for yourselves, something for public relations.”
    “How about ‘SOS—Save Our Seas’?” Alicia asked.
    Waimea leaned forward on his desk. “That’s clever, the SOS emergency call would be good for rallying the public. But I was thinking more of a name for your group, and for the new members you expect to obtain. Mmmm, SOS could stand for Sentinels of the Seas instead.”
    “How about calling us the Fish Shepherds?” Kimo suggested.
    “Or the Sea Guardians?” Alicia thought for a moment. “What about the Ocean Rescue Force?”
    “All those names have merit,” Jimmy said. He paused. “How about calling yourselves the Sea Warriors? The term can be traced back to numerous historical sources around the world, including long-ago Fijiian warriors who had a navy of double-hulled sailing canoes.”
    “I like that,” Kimo said. “We fight for the sea.”
    “I like it, too,” Alicia said. “We’re the Sea Warriors! Fight the bad guys to the death!”
    “All right,” Waimea said, with a small smile. “We’ll work it into the publicity. I see several stages to this, starting with a two-page spread on your new organization, highlighting the lofty goals and your own remarkable personal abilities. That will be the print story, and we’ll do a companion video report showing what the two of you can do—for distribution to television networks. We follow all that with individual letters to every person on your list—e-mails where possible, for speed of communication, or snail-mail if necessary.” He smiled. “ Express snail-mail, that is.”
    “You’re doing a lot for us,” Alicia said. “Thanks for helping us get it organized. You’re going to have expenses, so we should include fund-raising in our publicity—all for the cause of the ocean.”
    The older Hawaiian man nodded. “As I told Kimo, I believe strongly in the cause, and so do my students. After Kimo’s call I spoke to the entire student body, and we already have more than a hundred volunteers, and even some faculty members, and parents who offered to help.”
    Jimmy paused. “You still need to arrange for the transportation of the full-time volunteers, bringing them back here.”
    “I thought of using the fund-raising drive to pay for transportation costs,” Alicia said, “but Kimo would rather bring the volunteers back here with a natural ocean transportation system.”
    She looked at Kimo, who then described the jetfish pod for Jimmy, providing some of the arcane details about how they amalgamate and follow his basic commands.
    “This story is getting