Talon shrugged. "That was unusual."
Nick nodded in agreement. "Was there any speculation in his death?"
Hawk shook her head. "No. It was pretty straight forward."
"It was a machine malfunction. Patriarch won but the DC Machine disagreed. Quick and deadly."
A third member had joined their party, choosing to stand, His hair stood straight up, spikes molded into a single red flame that stood a foot off his head. He wore a black tank and leather black pants with flames that went up the sides. He had the body of a born athlete, tight rubbery mustles like a boxer, covering his teenage body. A superior smirk on his face and arrogant brown eyes proved he was well satisfied with posessing the most information about the fall of the undisputed Dance King.
Talon glared at the boy and it was obvious to anyone of the tenshion they shared. "And just how would you know so much about it Inferno?"
"You DC rejects should read the news sometime."
"Get a clue Inferno, you know we can't buy a newspaper round here."
"Well while you three were looking for your next paycheck, I went cruising through the upper district. You know they're looking for a new DC Fighter for America?"
"Well they won't choose you Inferno. You have to be good at it."
Inferno narrowed his eyes at his rival. "Like to put your money where your mouth is? How bout your ass? That is, if you can take it."
"What are you talking about?"
Inferno grinned, further pleased of his knowledge. "Hunter's got a new device. A DC Disc."
"He's got plenty of those."
"A government one."
Nick looked up with intrest. "Those are illegal for non-DC fighters."
"You gonna preach about morals, or are you gonna dance?"
Talon stood in defiance, not willing to back down. "Your on."
*******************
"No! I won't do it!"
"If the customers want it, you better give it to them!"
The argument continued to ensue between Hunter and Konemi in the back room and if Hunter had not turned up the music on the dance floor, their voices would have carried. "It's dangerous, I can't do it!"
"As long as you work here that disc is as good as mine and you will lend it to them when they want it, when they pay for it! That was our deal."
Konemi was on the edge of her frustrations. She hadn't known news of the disc would spread so quickly, which made her wonder how long it would take to spread to the autorities. She had never intended to use the disc, it was just a leverage so she would be able to continue her search. Besides, if what she was looking for was here, it was far to dangerous to use the disc.
"I can't lend it. Even if I wanted."
"What?"
"It's geneticly specific, it won't work with anyone who isn't programed in it."
"So. Your telling me, that you lied to me. You tricked me into believing that it would work for my customers just so you could get a job here."
"Thats right."
"And why shouldn't I throw you out on your ass?"
"I don't know"
"Lie as well as you did to me, I'll keep you."
"What?"
"You heard me."
Konemi looked down, almost considering for a moment when she looked up again. "Alright. I'll do it."
******************
Inferno scowled. "What do you mean you don't have it ready? You just said it was available!"
Hunter crossed his arms, standing like a wall in front of Inferno. "It's available when it's available. Accept that or I'll knock you out on your ass."
Talon was the one grinning through the entire situation. Sure, he had wanted to try out the combat disc, but then watching inferno not getting his way was so much more satisfying. "Too bad Inferno, would have been fun to gas your ass."
Inferno turned a 180 on Talon, infuriated. "You just watch it Talon, you know you can never beat the best DCer in the district."
"Really? Well that makes it difficult since I havn't met him."
"Watch yourself bird boy." Inferno gave his rival one final cold stare before pushing past him and disapearing into the crowd.
****************
After most of the customers had cleared out Hunter lead Konemi into the back once more, this time showing a disc to her. "This is a civilian combat disc. Nothing special. In fact with the new dance visors you don't even need a disc..except if your a fighter."
He set it down into a laptop, typing away into a program. "When you grow up in the age of technology, you learn a few things."
Finaly he finished, removing the disc to show to Konemi. "There you have it. Civilian Disc meant to mimic a fighter program in every way, make sure the player gets the visor I rigged and it will trigger a harmless gas to the loser. None will be the wiser. As long as you make sure it stays that way!"
"Then what do you need me for?"
"To make sure no one can tell the difference."
Konemi nodded. "I'll make sure."
***************
"Talon! You comin or not?"
"Hold up fora sec will ya?"
Talon walked back over to the couch and picked up his jacket. He took a glance around, noticing the new girl stepping out the back room. "So your the new girl arn't you?"
Konemi looked up, glancing at the boy who was just now putting on his jacket. "Yes."
"You know it surprises me. Hunter never hires anybody."
"I must be lucky then."
Talon grinned, leaning against one of the tables. "Heh. Not that lucky. Whats your name?"
"Konemi."
"Thats familiar. You dance?"
Konemi shook her head. "No. No I don't dance."
"You sure? Well your in the wrong kind of job then."
"Hows that?"
"Well, if you hadn't noticed, this is a dance room."
"I have."
"Well would you like to learn?"
"How to dance?"
"Of course."
"Sorry I don't think so."
Talon nodded, standing fully up as he began to leave. "Alright. If you change your mind though, I'm not hard to find."
He nodded to the girl, giving a short wave before he walked out the door.
Nick nodded in agreement. "Was there any speculation in his death?"
Hawk shook her head. "No. It was pretty straight forward."
"It was a machine malfunction. Patriarch won but the DC Machine disagreed. Quick and deadly."
A third member had joined their party, choosing to stand, His hair stood straight up, spikes molded into a single red flame that stood a foot off his head. He wore a black tank and leather black pants with flames that went up the sides. He had the body of a born athlete, tight rubbery mustles like a boxer, covering his teenage body. A superior smirk on his face and arrogant brown eyes proved he was well satisfied with posessing the most information about the fall of the undisputed Dance King.
Talon glared at the boy and it was obvious to anyone of the tenshion they shared. "And just how would you know so much about it Inferno?"
"You DC rejects should read the news sometime."
"Get a clue Inferno, you know we can't buy a newspaper round here."
"Well while you three were looking for your next paycheck, I went cruising through the upper district. You know they're looking for a new DC Fighter for America?"
"Well they won't choose you Inferno. You have to be good at it."
Inferno narrowed his eyes at his rival. "Like to put your money where your mouth is? How bout your ass? That is, if you can take it."
"What are you talking about?"
Inferno grinned, further pleased of his knowledge. "Hunter's got a new device. A DC Disc."
"He's got plenty of those."
"A government one."
Nick looked up with intrest. "Those are illegal for non-DC fighters."
"You gonna preach about morals, or are you gonna dance?"
Talon stood in defiance, not willing to back down. "Your on."
*******************
"No! I won't do it!"
"If the customers want it, you better give it to them!"
The argument continued to ensue between Hunter and Konemi in the back room and if Hunter had not turned up the music on the dance floor, their voices would have carried. "It's dangerous, I can't do it!"
"As long as you work here that disc is as good as mine and you will lend it to them when they want it, when they pay for it! That was our deal."
Konemi was on the edge of her frustrations. She hadn't known news of the disc would spread so quickly, which made her wonder how long it would take to spread to the autorities. She had never intended to use the disc, it was just a leverage so she would be able to continue her search. Besides, if what she was looking for was here, it was far to dangerous to use the disc.
"I can't lend it. Even if I wanted."
"What?"
"It's geneticly specific, it won't work with anyone who isn't programed in it."
"So. Your telling me, that you lied to me. You tricked me into believing that it would work for my customers just so you could get a job here."
"Thats right."
"And why shouldn't I throw you out on your ass?"
"I don't know"
"Lie as well as you did to me, I'll keep you."
"What?"
"You heard me."
Konemi looked down, almost considering for a moment when she looked up again. "Alright. I'll do it."
******************
Inferno scowled. "What do you mean you don't have it ready? You just said it was available!"
Hunter crossed his arms, standing like a wall in front of Inferno. "It's available when it's available. Accept that or I'll knock you out on your ass."
Talon was the one grinning through the entire situation. Sure, he had wanted to try out the combat disc, but then watching inferno not getting his way was so much more satisfying. "Too bad Inferno, would have been fun to gas your ass."
Inferno turned a 180 on Talon, infuriated. "You just watch it Talon, you know you can never beat the best DCer in the district."
"Really? Well that makes it difficult since I havn't met him."
"Watch yourself bird boy." Inferno gave his rival one final cold stare before pushing past him and disapearing into the crowd.
****************
After most of the customers had cleared out Hunter lead Konemi into the back once more, this time showing a disc to her. "This is a civilian combat disc. Nothing special. In fact with the new dance visors you don't even need a disc..except if your a fighter."
He set it down into a laptop, typing away into a program. "When you grow up in the age of technology, you learn a few things."
Finaly he finished, removing the disc to show to Konemi. "There you have it. Civilian Disc meant to mimic a fighter program in every way, make sure the player gets the visor I rigged and it will trigger a harmless gas to the loser. None will be the wiser. As long as you make sure it stays that way!"
"Then what do you need me for?"
"To make sure no one can tell the difference."
Konemi nodded. "I'll make sure."
***************
"Talon! You comin or not?"
"Hold up fora sec will ya?"
Talon walked back over to the couch and picked up his jacket. He took a glance around, noticing the new girl stepping out the back room. "So your the new girl arn't you?"
Konemi looked up, glancing at the boy who was just now putting on his jacket. "Yes."
"You know it surprises me. Hunter never hires anybody."
"I must be lucky then."
Talon grinned, leaning against one of the tables. "Heh. Not that lucky. Whats your name?"
"Konemi."
"Thats familiar. You dance?"
Konemi shook her head. "No. No I don't dance."
"You sure? Well your in the wrong kind of job then."
"Hows that?"
"Well, if you hadn't noticed, this is a dance room."
"I have."
"Well would you like to learn?"
"How to dance?"
"Of course."
"Sorry I don't think so."
Talon nodded, standing fully up as he began to leave. "Alright. If you change your mind though, I'm not hard to find."
He nodded to the girl, giving a short wave before he walked out the door.
