Seattle, Washington
January 10, 2022
10:52 am
Original Cindy watched as Max walked up to meet her in the art market created by the transgenic residents of Terminal City. The place had become a hotspot for people looking for intricate, but reasonably priced pieces of art. Because of that many people had begun coming down here, and it offered the transgenics their best hope of convincing people they weren't the monsters most reporters liked to say they were. Original Cindy just sighed, and waited for her friend by leaning against a wall. Despite the end of the siege, she had not been able to see Max as much as when she worked at Jam Pony. Hell, she thought laughingly, I spend more time with Normal then with Max now. On second thought that's scary.
Although Normal was not the man he used to be, but then again neither was anyone else who had become involved with Max and her family. Shocking most everyone at Jam Pony Normal had asked her to tell Max that if any of the transgenics wanted to return to working for Jam Pony they were more then welcome. Some things the world just is not ready for, she thought. Shaking her head Original Cindy noticed a beautiful dark haired woman approaching through the crowd. Max was wearing a black tee-shirt with blue jeans and her black leather jacket. Her face was lit up by a bright smile, and seemed against all logic to be glowing.
Cindy felt herself smiling too. Although she was sure that it was not for the same reason. Max had only recently learned that Logan, the man who had stolen her heart as she had once tried to steal his art, was safe from the virus Manticore had placed in her blood to kill him. With all the twists and turns in their story, Cindy had sworn off soaps and cheesy romance novels. Max and Logan provided more then enough of real life angst to keep her going for a long time. Hell their relationship seemed like the product of some bad TV writer working on a sci-fi television show.
"You're late Boo."
"I had a small issue to take care of with Alec."
"Nothing important, I hope?"
"No. Just a little strategy session to keep their male minds on track," Max said.
Cindy pushed off from the wall and the two women began walking into the market. After looking through a couple of stands, and not really seeing anything that caught their eyes Cindy turned back to Max.
"Hey, didn't you say Logan was going to be coming along?"
Max paused for a second they kind of muttered a reply that O.C. didn't hear.
"Max, I couldn't hear you would you mind repeating that?"
"Nothing, you know guys and shopping."
Cindy was sure that there was more that Max wasn't telling her, and decided to press. Watching as Max picked up a piece of metal work Cindy moved right up to Max, and talked into her ear.
"Sure, if you say so. I just thought cause you know how fragile men are that maybe you broken him a little?"
Max turned and looked at Cindy with a embarrassed face, but gathered herself quickly.
"I didn't break him. His exoskeleton needed a little maintenance, that's all."
Cindy just laughed at Max's embarrassed statement and then said, "If you say so boo."
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Seattle, Washington January 10, 2022 10:59 am
Logan swore loudly as the exoskeleton shocked him once more as he tried to fix the broken circuit. Next time we wait till I get these off, he thought as he shook his hand after the painful electric shock. Although most of the device was fixed there was still a problem which Logan had been unable to find. That was more painful then the electric shock, and his irritation at his failure to fix the exoskeleton was increasing every second. Still the memory of Max in his arms was more then enough to make any pain or repair cost more then worth it. Deciding he needed a short break Logan wheeled himself over to the fridge to get something to eat and drink. Only as he opened the door to the fridge did Logan remember he forgot to go shopping the other day, and so that like Mother Hubbard his cupboard was literally bare.
A very male thought entered his brain as he remembered what he had been doing the other day when he was supposed to be going to the store. Which was why he had to be working on the exoskeleton, he thought as he smiled. Suddenly the phone by his computer began ringing, and Logan closed the door then wheeled himself over. He caught the phone right before the machine was about to pick it up.
Pressing the phone against his shoulder and his head so that he could adjust his chair's position to make it easier to hold the phone Logan waited a second for the other person to speak before answering himself.
"Logan."
A weak grating voice replied, "Logan Cale?"
"Yes. Who is this?"
Before Logan heard an answer there was a long series of hard coughs, and what sounded like a person having trouble breathing.
"This is Bill Connors."
Logan dropped all other thoughts from his mind when he heard that name. "Bill, where have you been?"
"Logan," Bill answered with sporadic coughing interruptions, "I don't have much time. Please, I need your help. I need you to meet me in an hour behind Marcos Dinner in sector 6 and please hurry."
"Bill, wait!" Logan called out, but his only answer was the sound of the phone hanging up. Turning off the phone Logan pushed himself toward his car keys then stopped. Reversing his direction he headed back for the work table where the exoskeleton was waiting. Grabbing it, and then slamming it down on his legs Logan hoped his fixed enough of the device so that he wouldn't fall on his ass when he stood up. Moving his left foot gingery to the ground, and then his right Logan then crossed his fingers pushed himself up from the wheelchair. A second later he had his car keys and was heading through the door.
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Seattle, Washington January 10, 2022 11:40 am
Max and Cindy had been enjoying their little shopping trip for almost an hour when they received a painfully rude interruption.
"Hey Max! O.C.!"
Original Cindy turned around, and looked menacingly at her fellow Jam Pony rider. "Sketch what did I tell you about today?"
Gulping before answering Sketchy replied, "Hmmm, you told me under no circumstances tell Normal where you were."
"And after that?"
"To tell the truth I wasn't really listening because Normal just entered and." Sketchy trailed off his answer at the end as he caught the look Original Cindy was giving him.
"Its okay Sketch, what's up?" Max said hoping to keep the peace.
Turning back to Max after a second as he tried to remember what he was doing here, "I wanted to share with my two top female comrades the fruit of my recent good fortune."
Cindy and Max looked at each other. Cindy looked back at Sketchy and answered, "We don't have any idea what the hell you talking about."
"I have received a raise."
"Normal is handing out more money?"
"No, Max from my newspaper job. Seems my articles about transgenics have truly caught on. So I decided to take you out to lunch to say thank you."
"Don't you mean dinner?"
"It wasn't that big of a raise."
Max smiled, "Sure, can I just call Logan first?"
"Sure."
Original Cindy watched as Max walked up to meet her in the art market created by the transgenic residents of Terminal City. The place had become a hotspot for people looking for intricate, but reasonably priced pieces of art. Because of that many people had begun coming down here, and it offered the transgenics their best hope of convincing people they weren't the monsters most reporters liked to say they were. Original Cindy just sighed, and waited for her friend by leaning against a wall. Despite the end of the siege, she had not been able to see Max as much as when she worked at Jam Pony. Hell, she thought laughingly, I spend more time with Normal then with Max now. On second thought that's scary.
Although Normal was not the man he used to be, but then again neither was anyone else who had become involved with Max and her family. Shocking most everyone at Jam Pony Normal had asked her to tell Max that if any of the transgenics wanted to return to working for Jam Pony they were more then welcome. Some things the world just is not ready for, she thought. Shaking her head Original Cindy noticed a beautiful dark haired woman approaching through the crowd. Max was wearing a black tee-shirt with blue jeans and her black leather jacket. Her face was lit up by a bright smile, and seemed against all logic to be glowing.
Cindy felt herself smiling too. Although she was sure that it was not for the same reason. Max had only recently learned that Logan, the man who had stolen her heart as she had once tried to steal his art, was safe from the virus Manticore had placed in her blood to kill him. With all the twists and turns in their story, Cindy had sworn off soaps and cheesy romance novels. Max and Logan provided more then enough of real life angst to keep her going for a long time. Hell their relationship seemed like the product of some bad TV writer working on a sci-fi television show.
"You're late Boo."
"I had a small issue to take care of with Alec."
"Nothing important, I hope?"
"No. Just a little strategy session to keep their male minds on track," Max said.
Cindy pushed off from the wall and the two women began walking into the market. After looking through a couple of stands, and not really seeing anything that caught their eyes Cindy turned back to Max.
"Hey, didn't you say Logan was going to be coming along?"
Max paused for a second they kind of muttered a reply that O.C. didn't hear.
"Max, I couldn't hear you would you mind repeating that?"
"Nothing, you know guys and shopping."
Cindy was sure that there was more that Max wasn't telling her, and decided to press. Watching as Max picked up a piece of metal work Cindy moved right up to Max, and talked into her ear.
"Sure, if you say so. I just thought cause you know how fragile men are that maybe you broken him a little?"
Max turned and looked at Cindy with a embarrassed face, but gathered herself quickly.
"I didn't break him. His exoskeleton needed a little maintenance, that's all."
Cindy just laughed at Max's embarrassed statement and then said, "If you say so boo."
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Seattle, Washington January 10, 2022 10:59 am
Logan swore loudly as the exoskeleton shocked him once more as he tried to fix the broken circuit. Next time we wait till I get these off, he thought as he shook his hand after the painful electric shock. Although most of the device was fixed there was still a problem which Logan had been unable to find. That was more painful then the electric shock, and his irritation at his failure to fix the exoskeleton was increasing every second. Still the memory of Max in his arms was more then enough to make any pain or repair cost more then worth it. Deciding he needed a short break Logan wheeled himself over to the fridge to get something to eat and drink. Only as he opened the door to the fridge did Logan remember he forgot to go shopping the other day, and so that like Mother Hubbard his cupboard was literally bare.
A very male thought entered his brain as he remembered what he had been doing the other day when he was supposed to be going to the store. Which was why he had to be working on the exoskeleton, he thought as he smiled. Suddenly the phone by his computer began ringing, and Logan closed the door then wheeled himself over. He caught the phone right before the machine was about to pick it up.
Pressing the phone against his shoulder and his head so that he could adjust his chair's position to make it easier to hold the phone Logan waited a second for the other person to speak before answering himself.
"Logan."
A weak grating voice replied, "Logan Cale?"
"Yes. Who is this?"
Before Logan heard an answer there was a long series of hard coughs, and what sounded like a person having trouble breathing.
"This is Bill Connors."
Logan dropped all other thoughts from his mind when he heard that name. "Bill, where have you been?"
"Logan," Bill answered with sporadic coughing interruptions, "I don't have much time. Please, I need your help. I need you to meet me in an hour behind Marcos Dinner in sector 6 and please hurry."
"Bill, wait!" Logan called out, but his only answer was the sound of the phone hanging up. Turning off the phone Logan pushed himself toward his car keys then stopped. Reversing his direction he headed back for the work table where the exoskeleton was waiting. Grabbing it, and then slamming it down on his legs Logan hoped his fixed enough of the device so that he wouldn't fall on his ass when he stood up. Moving his left foot gingery to the ground, and then his right Logan then crossed his fingers pushed himself up from the wheelchair. A second later he had his car keys and was heading through the door.
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Seattle, Washington January 10, 2022 11:40 am
Max and Cindy had been enjoying their little shopping trip for almost an hour when they received a painfully rude interruption.
"Hey Max! O.C.!"
Original Cindy turned around, and looked menacingly at her fellow Jam Pony rider. "Sketch what did I tell you about today?"
Gulping before answering Sketchy replied, "Hmmm, you told me under no circumstances tell Normal where you were."
"And after that?"
"To tell the truth I wasn't really listening because Normal just entered and." Sketchy trailed off his answer at the end as he caught the look Original Cindy was giving him.
"Its okay Sketch, what's up?" Max said hoping to keep the peace.
Turning back to Max after a second as he tried to remember what he was doing here, "I wanted to share with my two top female comrades the fruit of my recent good fortune."
Cindy and Max looked at each other. Cindy looked back at Sketchy and answered, "We don't have any idea what the hell you talking about."
"I have received a raise."
"Normal is handing out more money?"
"No, Max from my newspaper job. Seems my articles about transgenics have truly caught on. So I decided to take you out to lunch to say thank you."
"Don't you mean dinner?"
"It wasn't that big of a raise."
Max smiled, "Sure, can I just call Logan first?"
"Sure."