Chapter 2
Introductions
Part 3
Classic Tinker
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Major's eyes were glued to the slowly lightening ceiling above his bed. He was laying there thinking that this was all just one huge weird dream, that they hadn't actually gone through some weird phenomenon and were suddenly back on Earth. Surely the strange people they met were just all part of this wacky dream he seemed to be having...they just had to be. But reality and common sense finally won over when he sat up and got a good look at his surroundings.
Looking over the room he noted the contents. Oak dresser in far right corner, small nightstand on left side of bed, large window with balcony *locked*, oak armoire by one of two doors, and one gunny sack. *Gunny sack!* his mind yelled as it recognized something familiar. He shook his head and heaved himself up to his feet. It was his gunny alright, he could tell by the rather large black stain on the strap.
*You never did get Moose back for that inkwell did you?* his mind mused as he finally bent over to ruffle the contents around.
"No, but only because the el-tee would skin my hide if our little tech didn't have all his limbs." He answered in a mumble to the quiet room.
*Yes...but it would of been worth it dont you think?*
Major's hands wrapped around his black Regal shirt and Sorti-made jeans, pulling them he layed them beside him before delving back into the gunny for some skivies but paused before returning everything but the shirt and underwear.
"No telling what the el-tee would say at this point. Better to be safe then nursing a zap from Wolfe." He mused before heading towards one of the two doors in his room.
The first door turned out to be a closet about 5x4 with rows upon rows of empty hangers. He closed it quickly then headed for the remaining door, assuming that it would lead to a hallway. He vaguely remembered what the tall African woman had said about a bathroom three doors down the left from his guest quarters. Hoping that that was the case he cautiously opened the door and peeked his head out into the brightly lit hall before venturing out to find said bathroom. He wanted nothing more than a nice warm shower and some answers. He'd worry about finding the others afterwards.
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"Ahhh!" CM screamed as she hit the carpeted floor beside the bed. She was dazed but that didn't stop her from rolling to her feet. She turned instinctivly ready to pounce but found nothing there. She had to shake her head a few times before she remembered where she was.
*You're in a nice little guest room. There are no Bugs here. There isn't anything trying to kill your squad. CALM DOWN WOMAN* her subconcious was telling her; more like pounding into her brain with a plasma drill. *Come on, sit back down. Catch your breath. You're fine.*
"I'm fine." She repeated outloud as she sank back onto the warm bed. She had to fight the urge just to curl back up into the invitingly warm covers and slip back into the blackness of sleep. "No you don't Sergant! You're goning to get your lazy ass out of this bed and get a move on...and find some damn ASPRIN!"
*Bah, don't listen to yourself. Go back to bed. I'm still tired. Head can wait.* The pesky subconcious called out like a spoiled child.
She grumbled to herself but managed to get out of the bed. No matter what she was still a Sergeant in the Mobile Infantry and she would be damned if she let herself slack, besides her head still throbbed slightly from hitting the bulk. With that thought in her mind she quickly set about folding back the covers, straightening the sheets, and make the bed, making sure to fold the sheets in true military fashion. One task down she turned to where she remembered dropping her gunny.
"First day back on Earth and nothing to wear." She laughed out to the walls as she pulled her undergarmets and extra 'skin' from the pack. There was no use in grabbing anything else until she seen Leona. Course she knew she was just being the good little soldier but honestly she didn't know if her clothes would be approperiate for...well for where ever they were. Thankful she took the opprotunity to take a shower before slipping into bed she began to undress.
*Ooo do I sense a challenge?* Pesky called out from the depths of her mind as her subconcious sent little images of her outfits floating around in her mind's eye. *Come on..live dangerously. Worst thing that can happen is Wolfie smacks ya around and sends you to change. Not like she can do anything major to you....you arent even on the right Earth!*
A slow and wicked smile played across her face as she decided to give into the little voice.
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Tagawa Hadaka was by nature a very reserved type of guy but the sight before him caused the only reaction he could think of. He found himself rolling with laughter on the floor as he watched Moose being chased around the dining hall table by several knives. This was better than revenge by anyone's standards.
"What did you do this time?!" He managed through gasps for breath as he tried desperatly to regain his footing. It was near impossible since every time he tried he ended up right back on the floor doubled over laughing.
"ACK! All I did was tell the el-tee...ack!!" He tried to tell his friend what he'd done but dodging the flying objects that were aimed straight for his head took presidence. He managed a dive roll under the table, which seemed to throw off the knives aim. They all firmly embeded into the wooden top before he crawled from underneath it. "Well...its like this. Some big grizzly looking fellow came in 'round breakfast and got a real funny way about introducing himself to people. He just came straight up to Wolfe and sniffed her..."
"What? Sniffed?" Tagawa cut in.
Moose nodded and got to his feet then turned to help his friend off the floor. "Right you are, sniffed. Then he just turned and took off. All I did was say he took a shine to her....then the crazy woman sends sharp objects after me!" He exclaimed and threw his hands in the air. "What'd I do to deserve that?!" Of course he knew full well and he knew his friend did as well.
"One of these days she's going to kill you. You know this right?" Hadaka asked as he grabbed a biscuit from one of the tables. His eyes twinkled mischeviously as he took a bite of the warm bread treat. He knew now why he loved American biscuits so much. Between another bite he turned back to his friend. "So what did the el-tee say about our situation?"
"Actually not a thing. She just took her coffee and headed that-a-way. Think maybe we should find the Moonie?"
"Pft, you're kidding right? And have her come down on our heads for being out of uniform, Moose-san? No, I prefer to eat breakfast and wait her out. Besides...when was the last time we had something that wasn't made from a synth?"
"Good point."
After making him a plate of eggs and biscuits, Hadaka sat at the still embeded table musing over the all the knives. He shot his friend a smirk but his face fell in shock. *WHAT THE HELL?!* his mind screamed. *IS...that...no that's Moose?!*
"What...what happened to your face?!" He cried and lept from his chair.
Moose tilted his head to Tag with a questioning glare. "What you mean 'What happened to my face?'"
"Have you looked in the mirror man?! You...you look like a kid!" The Asian shot back before pulling his friend out of his chair towards the mirror that hung over the nearby fireplace. "Look!"
For once Moose was speechless. He stared, mouth agape, at himself...or someone younger than himself. It was weird. It was him. But that's not what made him speechless, not entirely by itself that is. Tagawa was just the same as him. Younger?!
"Alright. Its offical. We are in the Twilight Zone." Moose finally blurted out to the mirror.
Tag scrunched his eyes and looked at Moose in the mirror. "What's the Twilight Zone?"
"From what I've found out it was a weird little show about strange things happening to ordinary people or something like that. But come on you gotta admit this is freaky."
"I will agree with you."
They looked for a long moment more before they turned in unison and yelled, "El-tee!!!"
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Major had let time slip by him as the warm water pelted his tense muscles. He just sat under the showers spray, not moving or trying to wash, just letting the droplets flow over his shoulder and down his back. It was soothing....until the bathroom door slammed open drawing him back to reality.
"Major, that you in there?" came CM's light voice from the door.
He huffed quietly into the water then peeked his head out from behind the curtain. "Yeah, what is it? As you can see I'm IN THE SHOWER Moon."
She shruged it off and made her way to the mirror. "So what? Hurry up you lug. I want you out of that shower and in the hall in five. Ain't no way in hell I'm searching this place alone. Its HUGE."
"Gee and I thought you liked a challenge, Sarge. Scared or something?" The moment the sentence left his lips he knew it was a mistake.
The next thing he knew the shower's curtain was thrown back and he was being stared down by his Sergeant...a very unhappy one at that.
"Don't make me drag you down these halls in nothing but your birthday suit boy! You know I'll do it! Now GET YOUR ASS IN GEAR AND GET OUT OF THE SHOWER!"
"Yes ma'am!...But would you mind handing me the soap?" He had to duck when she threw the bar at him as she stormed out of the bathroom to, no doubt, wait for him in the hall. He allowed himself to chuckle before he began to actually start washing.
Five minutes to the dot the door opened once again and out stepped a spring fresh Brandon Major, all six foot-four of him. He was wearing the second skin with only a plain black muscle shirt thrown over the top. With his dirty clothes in one hand and a towel in the other he stood at attention in the doorframe.
"Ready to move out, ma'am!"
"Good. Come on, drop your mess in your room and lets see about getting some grub. I'm starving and I hope to GOD these people have real food." She chirped then started down the hall ahead of him.
It took him half a second to figure out that she wasn't the same Sergeant CrazyMoon he knew. This one actually looked normal. Slash side denim jeans that were held together with laced leather, oversized dreamcatcher belt with accompanied dark blue scarf, and a royal blue flare-armed shirt....yep normal. *Now what the hell is it doing on Moonie? Didn't even know she owned something other than the skins and armor. This is gonna be interesting.*
"COME ON!" She yelled behind her.
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~~~~~Wai! Welp that's my first chapter to this little co-author bit. As you can tell there are two distinct writing styles. Mine sucks. ^_~ anyhoo....
A little note about the dates in the fic that Psy put in...DONT PAY ATTENTION TO THEM. And for good reason. She is numerically disfunctional. *shakes head* The Bug war is set in the year 2083 not 2885. And we've both decided to take the year 2003 off for two reasons.
1) Psy knows alot about the X-men in its many forms but she is relativly new to the Evo-verse. *whole reason I'm here ^_^*
2) Who needs years? -_-;
That said....OFF to write part 4 to Introductions.~~~~~~~~~~~
Introductions
Part 3
Classic Tinker
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Major's eyes were glued to the slowly lightening ceiling above his bed. He was laying there thinking that this was all just one huge weird dream, that they hadn't actually gone through some weird phenomenon and were suddenly back on Earth. Surely the strange people they met were just all part of this wacky dream he seemed to be having...they just had to be. But reality and common sense finally won over when he sat up and got a good look at his surroundings.
Looking over the room he noted the contents. Oak dresser in far right corner, small nightstand on left side of bed, large window with balcony *locked*, oak armoire by one of two doors, and one gunny sack. *Gunny sack!* his mind yelled as it recognized something familiar. He shook his head and heaved himself up to his feet. It was his gunny alright, he could tell by the rather large black stain on the strap.
*You never did get Moose back for that inkwell did you?* his mind mused as he finally bent over to ruffle the contents around.
"No, but only because the el-tee would skin my hide if our little tech didn't have all his limbs." He answered in a mumble to the quiet room.
*Yes...but it would of been worth it dont you think?*
Major's hands wrapped around his black Regal shirt and Sorti-made jeans, pulling them he layed them beside him before delving back into the gunny for some skivies but paused before returning everything but the shirt and underwear.
"No telling what the el-tee would say at this point. Better to be safe then nursing a zap from Wolfe." He mused before heading towards one of the two doors in his room.
The first door turned out to be a closet about 5x4 with rows upon rows of empty hangers. He closed it quickly then headed for the remaining door, assuming that it would lead to a hallway. He vaguely remembered what the tall African woman had said about a bathroom three doors down the left from his guest quarters. Hoping that that was the case he cautiously opened the door and peeked his head out into the brightly lit hall before venturing out to find said bathroom. He wanted nothing more than a nice warm shower and some answers. He'd worry about finding the others afterwards.
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"Ahhh!" CM screamed as she hit the carpeted floor beside the bed. She was dazed but that didn't stop her from rolling to her feet. She turned instinctivly ready to pounce but found nothing there. She had to shake her head a few times before she remembered where she was.
*You're in a nice little guest room. There are no Bugs here. There isn't anything trying to kill your squad. CALM DOWN WOMAN* her subconcious was telling her; more like pounding into her brain with a plasma drill. *Come on, sit back down. Catch your breath. You're fine.*
"I'm fine." She repeated outloud as she sank back onto the warm bed. She had to fight the urge just to curl back up into the invitingly warm covers and slip back into the blackness of sleep. "No you don't Sergant! You're goning to get your lazy ass out of this bed and get a move on...and find some damn ASPRIN!"
*Bah, don't listen to yourself. Go back to bed. I'm still tired. Head can wait.* The pesky subconcious called out like a spoiled child.
She grumbled to herself but managed to get out of the bed. No matter what she was still a Sergeant in the Mobile Infantry and she would be damned if she let herself slack, besides her head still throbbed slightly from hitting the bulk. With that thought in her mind she quickly set about folding back the covers, straightening the sheets, and make the bed, making sure to fold the sheets in true military fashion. One task down she turned to where she remembered dropping her gunny.
"First day back on Earth and nothing to wear." She laughed out to the walls as she pulled her undergarmets and extra 'skin' from the pack. There was no use in grabbing anything else until she seen Leona. Course she knew she was just being the good little soldier but honestly she didn't know if her clothes would be approperiate for...well for where ever they were. Thankful she took the opprotunity to take a shower before slipping into bed she began to undress.
*Ooo do I sense a challenge?* Pesky called out from the depths of her mind as her subconcious sent little images of her outfits floating around in her mind's eye. *Come on..live dangerously. Worst thing that can happen is Wolfie smacks ya around and sends you to change. Not like she can do anything major to you....you arent even on the right Earth!*
A slow and wicked smile played across her face as she decided to give into the little voice.
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Tagawa Hadaka was by nature a very reserved type of guy but the sight before him caused the only reaction he could think of. He found himself rolling with laughter on the floor as he watched Moose being chased around the dining hall table by several knives. This was better than revenge by anyone's standards.
"What did you do this time?!" He managed through gasps for breath as he tried desperatly to regain his footing. It was near impossible since every time he tried he ended up right back on the floor doubled over laughing.
"ACK! All I did was tell the el-tee...ack!!" He tried to tell his friend what he'd done but dodging the flying objects that were aimed straight for his head took presidence. He managed a dive roll under the table, which seemed to throw off the knives aim. They all firmly embeded into the wooden top before he crawled from underneath it. "Well...its like this. Some big grizzly looking fellow came in 'round breakfast and got a real funny way about introducing himself to people. He just came straight up to Wolfe and sniffed her..."
"What? Sniffed?" Tagawa cut in.
Moose nodded and got to his feet then turned to help his friend off the floor. "Right you are, sniffed. Then he just turned and took off. All I did was say he took a shine to her....then the crazy woman sends sharp objects after me!" He exclaimed and threw his hands in the air. "What'd I do to deserve that?!" Of course he knew full well and he knew his friend did as well.
"One of these days she's going to kill you. You know this right?" Hadaka asked as he grabbed a biscuit from one of the tables. His eyes twinkled mischeviously as he took a bite of the warm bread treat. He knew now why he loved American biscuits so much. Between another bite he turned back to his friend. "So what did the el-tee say about our situation?"
"Actually not a thing. She just took her coffee and headed that-a-way. Think maybe we should find the Moonie?"
"Pft, you're kidding right? And have her come down on our heads for being out of uniform, Moose-san? No, I prefer to eat breakfast and wait her out. Besides...when was the last time we had something that wasn't made from a synth?"
"Good point."
After making him a plate of eggs and biscuits, Hadaka sat at the still embeded table musing over the all the knives. He shot his friend a smirk but his face fell in shock. *WHAT THE HELL?!* his mind screamed. *IS...that...no that's Moose?!*
"What...what happened to your face?!" He cried and lept from his chair.
Moose tilted his head to Tag with a questioning glare. "What you mean 'What happened to my face?'"
"Have you looked in the mirror man?! You...you look like a kid!" The Asian shot back before pulling his friend out of his chair towards the mirror that hung over the nearby fireplace. "Look!"
For once Moose was speechless. He stared, mouth agape, at himself...or someone younger than himself. It was weird. It was him. But that's not what made him speechless, not entirely by itself that is. Tagawa was just the same as him. Younger?!
"Alright. Its offical. We are in the Twilight Zone." Moose finally blurted out to the mirror.
Tag scrunched his eyes and looked at Moose in the mirror. "What's the Twilight Zone?"
"From what I've found out it was a weird little show about strange things happening to ordinary people or something like that. But come on you gotta admit this is freaky."
"I will agree with you."
They looked for a long moment more before they turned in unison and yelled, "El-tee!!!"
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Major had let time slip by him as the warm water pelted his tense muscles. He just sat under the showers spray, not moving or trying to wash, just letting the droplets flow over his shoulder and down his back. It was soothing....until the bathroom door slammed open drawing him back to reality.
"Major, that you in there?" came CM's light voice from the door.
He huffed quietly into the water then peeked his head out from behind the curtain. "Yeah, what is it? As you can see I'm IN THE SHOWER Moon."
She shruged it off and made her way to the mirror. "So what? Hurry up you lug. I want you out of that shower and in the hall in five. Ain't no way in hell I'm searching this place alone. Its HUGE."
"Gee and I thought you liked a challenge, Sarge. Scared or something?" The moment the sentence left his lips he knew it was a mistake.
The next thing he knew the shower's curtain was thrown back and he was being stared down by his Sergeant...a very unhappy one at that.
"Don't make me drag you down these halls in nothing but your birthday suit boy! You know I'll do it! Now GET YOUR ASS IN GEAR AND GET OUT OF THE SHOWER!"
"Yes ma'am!...But would you mind handing me the soap?" He had to duck when she threw the bar at him as she stormed out of the bathroom to, no doubt, wait for him in the hall. He allowed himself to chuckle before he began to actually start washing.
Five minutes to the dot the door opened once again and out stepped a spring fresh Brandon Major, all six foot-four of him. He was wearing the second skin with only a plain black muscle shirt thrown over the top. With his dirty clothes in one hand and a towel in the other he stood at attention in the doorframe.
"Ready to move out, ma'am!"
"Good. Come on, drop your mess in your room and lets see about getting some grub. I'm starving and I hope to GOD these people have real food." She chirped then started down the hall ahead of him.
It took him half a second to figure out that she wasn't the same Sergeant CrazyMoon he knew. This one actually looked normal. Slash side denim jeans that were held together with laced leather, oversized dreamcatcher belt with accompanied dark blue scarf, and a royal blue flare-armed shirt....yep normal. *Now what the hell is it doing on Moonie? Didn't even know she owned something other than the skins and armor. This is gonna be interesting.*
"COME ON!" She yelled behind her.
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~~~~~Wai! Welp that's my first chapter to this little co-author bit. As you can tell there are two distinct writing styles. Mine sucks. ^_~ anyhoo....
A little note about the dates in the fic that Psy put in...DONT PAY ATTENTION TO THEM. And for good reason. She is numerically disfunctional. *shakes head* The Bug war is set in the year 2083 not 2885. And we've both decided to take the year 2003 off for two reasons.
1) Psy knows alot about the X-men in its many forms but she is relativly new to the Evo-verse. *whole reason I'm here ^_^*
2) Who needs years? -_-;
That said....OFF to write part 4 to Introductions.~~~~~~~~~~~