[ooc] Yeah, Major's based on a real person. Believe it people. Thank you all for being so encouraging[/ooc]
Why do I let him make me the messenger girl? Cube asked herself as she dashed through Rokkaku Dai heights, keeping her eyes and ears open for any of the GGs. It was a very stupid question through, because Cube already knew the answer dam well. But she saw no point in brooding about it.
The heights always gave Cube a funny feeling. They had once belonged to her, in a way they still belonged to her because they were part of the GG's territory, but it was different now. They used to be just hers, in a way, the same way Poison Jam was just hers. She owned Poison Jam, and she owned the territory.
It was different being a GG. Very different. Everyone was a different person, just like Poison Jam had been, but they all looked different too. They were all individuals.
We, Cube corrected herself, not them, it's us.
Corn also didn't act like he owned everyone. Cube wasn't sure what she thought of that. She liked Corn how he was, true, but she also wished he'd be a little more dominating. Sometimes he drove her spare with his indecisive manner and almost inability to do anything by himself or without someone else's approval.
Cube noticed acutely the GG tags all over the place, some of them still showed parts of Poison Jam graffiti underneath them. It saddened her, a bit. She knew her Poison Jam were still out there, it wasn't like they could disappear, could they? It was just that they didn't dare repaint their tags because they couldn't deal with pressure from the GGs. But they still needed a place to go.
Still, the heights were a great place, and good fun if you remembered sunscreen and a water bottle. Cube had brought neither, however. One reason was because they cramped her style, the other was because she didn't intend to be above ground very long.
The Heights are a haven for pretty much everything, thought Cube as she grinded through a building on some ancient railroad tracks. It was true. Whether it was displaced Rudies, stray or abandoned pets, crows or anything else, there was a place it could hang out at the Heights. About the only species you didn't find up there was rich people.
Of course, a certain someone who had originated as a local hadn't let that stop them from trying to take over the city.
Not that it's that much to take over, or save for that matter, thought Cube bitterly.
Cube paused for a moment when she heard a noise. She listened for a moment, but only a moment because that was exactly how long it took her to realise what it was. It was one of the last noises she wanted to hear right now. She couldn't think deep and philosophical thoughts with that noise happening.
But, she knew she'd have to face it sooner or later.
Cube had just been hoping that it would be later.
Bracing herself, Cube jumped onto the rail of the stairs that would take her down to the sewer pipe. She landed easily on a flat piece of ground without grinding, and waited for the onslaught. Here it comes, thought Cube.
"Cube!" squealed Rhyth part was through a mid air trick. Cube gritted her teeth. Rhyth's general chirpiness really ticked her off sometimes.
"What are you doing here?" asked Rhyth, grinning happily and panting from her time consuming tricks.
"Looking for people," answered Cube flatly. She wasn't a great conversationalist at the best of times. Her great contrast to Rhyth just emphasised that.
"Who? Why?" Cube glared at Rhyth, but the negativity just washed over the blissful Rudie like water over glass.
"Everyone. Corn says to be alert for a police crackdown."
"Why? What happened?" Cube reflected that Rhyth really did ask a lot of irrelevant questions.
"Clutch. He borrowed a car."
"Again?" Stupid question, thought Cube.
"Again."
"What happened?" Didn't she already ask that? wondered Cube agitatedly.
"He took a car. That's all Rhyth." There was an edge to Cube's voice now.
"Oh." Rhyth was quiet for a moment, but she shifted a bit. She was always moving, Cube had noticed that. It was another feature that annoyed her. Rhyth was always overflowing with energy, it made Cube tired just by looking at her. She couldn't tell her to bugger off either, it would be like kicking a puppy.
"Where are you going now?" Rhyth asked innocently.
"Through the sewers," said Cube bluntly, "To see if I can find anyone else."
"Can I come?" No, thought Cube, no, definitely not. I don't want a little cheerleader following me all around the town.
"Ok," Cube said, and cursed her hypocrisy.
Why do I let him make me the messenger girl? Cube asked herself as she dashed through Rokkaku Dai heights, keeping her eyes and ears open for any of the GGs. It was a very stupid question through, because Cube already knew the answer dam well. But she saw no point in brooding about it.
The heights always gave Cube a funny feeling. They had once belonged to her, in a way they still belonged to her because they were part of the GG's territory, but it was different now. They used to be just hers, in a way, the same way Poison Jam was just hers. She owned Poison Jam, and she owned the territory.
It was different being a GG. Very different. Everyone was a different person, just like Poison Jam had been, but they all looked different too. They were all individuals.
We, Cube corrected herself, not them, it's us.
Corn also didn't act like he owned everyone. Cube wasn't sure what she thought of that. She liked Corn how he was, true, but she also wished he'd be a little more dominating. Sometimes he drove her spare with his indecisive manner and almost inability to do anything by himself or without someone else's approval.
Cube noticed acutely the GG tags all over the place, some of them still showed parts of Poison Jam graffiti underneath them. It saddened her, a bit. She knew her Poison Jam were still out there, it wasn't like they could disappear, could they? It was just that they didn't dare repaint their tags because they couldn't deal with pressure from the GGs. But they still needed a place to go.
Still, the heights were a great place, and good fun if you remembered sunscreen and a water bottle. Cube had brought neither, however. One reason was because they cramped her style, the other was because she didn't intend to be above ground very long.
The Heights are a haven for pretty much everything, thought Cube as she grinded through a building on some ancient railroad tracks. It was true. Whether it was displaced Rudies, stray or abandoned pets, crows or anything else, there was a place it could hang out at the Heights. About the only species you didn't find up there was rich people.
Of course, a certain someone who had originated as a local hadn't let that stop them from trying to take over the city.
Not that it's that much to take over, or save for that matter, thought Cube bitterly.
Cube paused for a moment when she heard a noise. She listened for a moment, but only a moment because that was exactly how long it took her to realise what it was. It was one of the last noises she wanted to hear right now. She couldn't think deep and philosophical thoughts with that noise happening.
But, she knew she'd have to face it sooner or later.
Cube had just been hoping that it would be later.
Bracing herself, Cube jumped onto the rail of the stairs that would take her down to the sewer pipe. She landed easily on a flat piece of ground without grinding, and waited for the onslaught. Here it comes, thought Cube.
"Cube!" squealed Rhyth part was through a mid air trick. Cube gritted her teeth. Rhyth's general chirpiness really ticked her off sometimes.
"What are you doing here?" asked Rhyth, grinning happily and panting from her time consuming tricks.
"Looking for people," answered Cube flatly. She wasn't a great conversationalist at the best of times. Her great contrast to Rhyth just emphasised that.
"Who? Why?" Cube glared at Rhyth, but the negativity just washed over the blissful Rudie like water over glass.
"Everyone. Corn says to be alert for a police crackdown."
"Why? What happened?" Cube reflected that Rhyth really did ask a lot of irrelevant questions.
"Clutch. He borrowed a car."
"Again?" Stupid question, thought Cube.
"Again."
"What happened?" Didn't she already ask that? wondered Cube agitatedly.
"He took a car. That's all Rhyth." There was an edge to Cube's voice now.
"Oh." Rhyth was quiet for a moment, but she shifted a bit. She was always moving, Cube had noticed that. It was another feature that annoyed her. Rhyth was always overflowing with energy, it made Cube tired just by looking at her. She couldn't tell her to bugger off either, it would be like kicking a puppy.
"Where are you going now?" Rhyth asked innocently.
"Through the sewers," said Cube bluntly, "To see if I can find anyone else."
"Can I come?" No, thought Cube, no, definitely not. I don't want a little cheerleader following me all around the town.
"Ok," Cube said, and cursed her hypocrisy.