Trinity looked down at her breakfast. She wasn't really up to eating
anything. She pushed her 'nutritional mush' around her bowl with her spoon.
"Something wrong, Trin?"
Trinity raised an eyebrow up at Mouse, who knew she hated being called that.
"I'm fine, Mouse." She looked back down, but then looked up at Morpheus. "No, I'm not. Morpheus, I want to fight you again."
Morpheus looked at her, studying her for a moment.
"Why is that?" He said slowly.
"Because Dozer told me about what you did. He said you weren't really trying." Dozer choked into the spoonful he had just put into his mouth, and coughing, looked away. Sparks, Apoc, and Mouse grinned quickly, but stopped when Trinity continued. This was just like Trinity, sparks thought. No beating around the bush.
"When we sparred the last time, I thought you were trying. I want another chance."
"To prove what, Trinity?"
"That I'm better at it than you let me be last time." A silence passed through the room, and Dozer looked at her, half-smiling. After all the practice she had gotten during theses past weeks, Trinity had improved greatly. He couldn't suppress a full smile however, when the thought of how Morpheus would respond to this crossed his mind.
"Alright, Trinity. Finish your breakfast, and we'll begin."
Trinity picked up her spoon and looked at Mouse. He motioned to the food, and then to his nose, and Trinity grinned.
She looked back down at her food, however, and considered it for a moment.
Mouse *was* right. This did look like mucous.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Dozer glanced at Trinity before plugging her in.
"I'd wish you good luck, but you'd say-"
"-There's no such thing." Trinity finished. "I know." Dozer nodded, and gave her the thumbs up before she was plugged in.
"Took a little bit longer with her than you did with Morpheus, Dozer."
Dozer spun around to see Sparks leaning on a wall, looking very relaxed.
"Yeah, well. . ." "You like her?"
Dozer cleared his throat.
"I look after her. That's all." Sparks shrugged.
"Have it your way."
Dozer hit a few keys, and leaned back, repeating a silent wish for Trinity. The thing about her was that when she had been plugged into the Matrix, she had been very dependant on the system, so the translation of thinking she could do something to knowing she could was still hard to grasp sometimes. After about five or so minutes, Mouse, Apoc and Cypher came over to watch. Mouse squinted at the screen.
"Wait, why's she doin' this again? I mean, I know why, but look at her. . . "
Cypher snorted.
"Well. She's getting' what she wanted, as long as that was a beating."
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Trinity collapsed, her body riddled with pain, and her breathing irregular. She couldn't do this. There was know way she could beat him.
"Trinity, you've stopped knowing."
"I *am* trying. I just can't beat you."
"Trinity, listen to yourself. You 'can't'? This," Morpheus gestured around himself, "Isn't real. It isn't here. You don't need to try. Just know."
Trinity stood up, wiping blood off her face with the back of her hand.
"I'm sick of your riddles, Morpheus. And this time, I'm gonna win."
Trinity felt herself let go of everything completely. It was an odd sensation, and she knew she had never felt this way before. The walls around her seemed to bend strangely and as she changed her stance, her feet touched the ground again, and as that happened, the floor seemed to ripple.
Morpheus blocked the next blows too slowly.
"Something wrong, Trin?"
Trinity raised an eyebrow up at Mouse, who knew she hated being called that.
"I'm fine, Mouse." She looked back down, but then looked up at Morpheus. "No, I'm not. Morpheus, I want to fight you again."
Morpheus looked at her, studying her for a moment.
"Why is that?" He said slowly.
"Because Dozer told me about what you did. He said you weren't really trying." Dozer choked into the spoonful he had just put into his mouth, and coughing, looked away. Sparks, Apoc, and Mouse grinned quickly, but stopped when Trinity continued. This was just like Trinity, sparks thought. No beating around the bush.
"When we sparred the last time, I thought you were trying. I want another chance."
"To prove what, Trinity?"
"That I'm better at it than you let me be last time." A silence passed through the room, and Dozer looked at her, half-smiling. After all the practice she had gotten during theses past weeks, Trinity had improved greatly. He couldn't suppress a full smile however, when the thought of how Morpheus would respond to this crossed his mind.
"Alright, Trinity. Finish your breakfast, and we'll begin."
Trinity picked up her spoon and looked at Mouse. He motioned to the food, and then to his nose, and Trinity grinned.
She looked back down at her food, however, and considered it for a moment.
Mouse *was* right. This did look like mucous.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Dozer glanced at Trinity before plugging her in.
"I'd wish you good luck, but you'd say-"
"-There's no such thing." Trinity finished. "I know." Dozer nodded, and gave her the thumbs up before she was plugged in.
"Took a little bit longer with her than you did with Morpheus, Dozer."
Dozer spun around to see Sparks leaning on a wall, looking very relaxed.
"Yeah, well. . ." "You like her?"
Dozer cleared his throat.
"I look after her. That's all." Sparks shrugged.
"Have it your way."
Dozer hit a few keys, and leaned back, repeating a silent wish for Trinity. The thing about her was that when she had been plugged into the Matrix, she had been very dependant on the system, so the translation of thinking she could do something to knowing she could was still hard to grasp sometimes. After about five or so minutes, Mouse, Apoc and Cypher came over to watch. Mouse squinted at the screen.
"Wait, why's she doin' this again? I mean, I know why, but look at her. . . "
Cypher snorted.
"Well. She's getting' what she wanted, as long as that was a beating."
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Trinity collapsed, her body riddled with pain, and her breathing irregular. She couldn't do this. There was know way she could beat him.
"Trinity, you've stopped knowing."
"I *am* trying. I just can't beat you."
"Trinity, listen to yourself. You 'can't'? This," Morpheus gestured around himself, "Isn't real. It isn't here. You don't need to try. Just know."
Trinity stood up, wiping blood off her face with the back of her hand.
"I'm sick of your riddles, Morpheus. And this time, I'm gonna win."
Trinity felt herself let go of everything completely. It was an odd sensation, and she knew she had never felt this way before. The walls around her seemed to bend strangely and as she changed her stance, her feet touched the ground again, and as that happened, the floor seemed to ripple.
Morpheus blocked the next blows too slowly.
