Disclaimers: I don't own shit. Or the Matrix.
A/N: I'm very sorry about the format, I'll try and fix it. And this chapter's short, but I will
update often from now on. Sorry, its just that I tried snowboarding and it became an
obsession
Reviews:
Q: im trying, im trying! Things will move faster when Cat has her training thing, and there will
DEFINITELY be a Trinity/Cat "confrontation" *evil smile*
Da Buffster: LOL! Yeah, "dog"s more...fitting?
Qwerty: oooh, okie dokie, just wondering
Protectress of Dalidon: I'll have to check your fic out, I know I've seen it on the list, but haven't
quite had the time to read it. I also hope to have some"tango-ing" in this chapter or the next ^_^
Makenzie Slater: hey grl! Good to hear from ya, and thanks *blushes*
Curlyro: ok ok ok! (; lol
matt13086 : I'll check it out
Holy Trinity: whooooooooooooa......thanx!
Parlour 1: *turns on a light* there ya go!
Dselle: ouch, I'd be offended if I didn't agree with you. Im going to finish this story before
putting up another
Trinity: violia!
Chapter 13: The Construct
Morpheus pushed open the door to the dining area and found it already occupied by Neo,
who looked up when he entered. Both men exchanged exasperated and forced smiles as
Morpheus took a set across from Neo.
"So how' d it go with you?" Neo asked, folding his hands on the table and looking up
expectantly.
Morpheus raised his eyebrows and shook his head in bewilderment.
"That bad, huh?" Neo managed a genuine smile as he looked down at his hands, "Yeah,
Caitlin is a..." he frowned as he tried to find a word that suited his ex's inglorious personality,
"...a handful."
Morpheus nodded, "We'll have to put her in the construct. Make use of that vented
anger."
"I thought she's more of a hacker than a fighter- you know, like maybe she'd make a
good operator."
"Neo, do you really trust your life in her hands?"
"Well no. But I don't wanna lose my life on a mission because she stopped to do her
nails."
Morpheus didn't smile, "You know her better than I do, but I am still the captain on this
ship, and I feel that with the right programs, the right training, and the right sparring partner, we
can make a fighter out of Cat."
"I'll do it," offered a voice that was neither Neo's nor Morpheus's. They both looked up
to find Trinity leaning in the doorframe, her face expressionless, but her intentions clear. "I'll
take her in the construct."
Neo stared blankly back at Trinity. She couldn't be serious... It was obvious she didn't
like Cat and if the two were thrown into the dojo, it was likely that only she would emerge.
"Good," Morpheus nodded his approval, "We'll take her in tomorrow."
Trinity shot Neo a triumphant smile, seemingly reading his mind. "Why don't you go tell
her to get some sleep," she turned to leave, "She'll be needing it..."
A/N: I'm very sorry about the format, I'll try and fix it. And this chapter's short, but I will
update often from now on. Sorry, its just that I tried snowboarding and it became an
obsession
Reviews:
Q: im trying, im trying! Things will move faster when Cat has her training thing, and there will
DEFINITELY be a Trinity/Cat "confrontation" *evil smile*
Da Buffster: LOL! Yeah, "dog"s more...fitting?
Qwerty: oooh, okie dokie, just wondering
Protectress of Dalidon: I'll have to check your fic out, I know I've seen it on the list, but haven't
quite had the time to read it. I also hope to have some"tango-ing" in this chapter or the next ^_^
Makenzie Slater: hey grl! Good to hear from ya, and thanks *blushes*
Curlyro: ok ok ok! (; lol
matt13086 : I'll check it out
Holy Trinity: whooooooooooooa......thanx!
Parlour 1: *turns on a light* there ya go!
Dselle: ouch, I'd be offended if I didn't agree with you. Im going to finish this story before
putting up another
Trinity: violia!
Chapter 13: The Construct
Morpheus pushed open the door to the dining area and found it already occupied by Neo,
who looked up when he entered. Both men exchanged exasperated and forced smiles as
Morpheus took a set across from Neo.
"So how' d it go with you?" Neo asked, folding his hands on the table and looking up
expectantly.
Morpheus raised his eyebrows and shook his head in bewilderment.
"That bad, huh?" Neo managed a genuine smile as he looked down at his hands, "Yeah,
Caitlin is a..." he frowned as he tried to find a word that suited his ex's inglorious personality,
"...a handful."
Morpheus nodded, "We'll have to put her in the construct. Make use of that vented
anger."
"I thought she's more of a hacker than a fighter- you know, like maybe she'd make a
good operator."
"Neo, do you really trust your life in her hands?"
"Well no. But I don't wanna lose my life on a mission because she stopped to do her
nails."
Morpheus didn't smile, "You know her better than I do, but I am still the captain on this
ship, and I feel that with the right programs, the right training, and the right sparring partner, we
can make a fighter out of Cat."
"I'll do it," offered a voice that was neither Neo's nor Morpheus's. They both looked up
to find Trinity leaning in the doorframe, her face expressionless, but her intentions clear. "I'll
take her in the construct."
Neo stared blankly back at Trinity. She couldn't be serious... It was obvious she didn't
like Cat and if the two were thrown into the dojo, it was likely that only she would emerge.
"Good," Morpheus nodded his approval, "We'll take her in tomorrow."
Trinity shot Neo a triumphant smile, seemingly reading his mind. "Why don't you go tell
her to get some sleep," she turned to leave, "She'll be needing it..."