DISCLAIMER: Plagiarism is the highest form of flattery. I am not making money from this fic, nor do I own the ideas behind, or the original characters of, Dark Angel. Please do not sue me. The eleven X-1s, however, are still mine. Especially Ice, 'cos he rocks.
A/N: thoughts, --signal-- "speech"
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The eleven of them were looking for work. The night before, they'd been recommended trying Jam Pony, where both Max and Alec worked. So in true fashion, they all showed up together. Ice led, followed in pairs by the others, all eleven leading bikes. Normal took one look at them, and was going to get Alec to throw them out when the X5 introduced Ice as his cousin. That changed his opinion immediately.
"Golden Boy's cousin? Why didn't you say?" Normal quipped. Ice looked kinda modest.
"I was raised to play on my own name, sir, not on others," he replied.
"Sir?" Normal questioned. Ice shrugged.
"Term of respect," he offered.
"What about your followers?" Normal asked. "I suppose they all want jobs too?"
Dynamite walked up besides Ice. Normal gulped.
"I can get Sketchy to stop talking..." she told Normal, her best coy smile on her face.
Normal merely grabbed a handful of application forms and pushed them into Ice's arms, before running to hide in his office with a stiff double. Alec grinned.
"Nice move," he said to Dynamite, before going to talk to Fred.
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It was Mack who took the finished forms into Normal's office, and it was Mack who handed out messenger passes to the X1s. "On the pay roll now," he muttered.
Ice caught and distributed parcels as Normal threw them out. The bespectacled Ordinary was taking care not to look at Dynamite as he threw the parcels. "I want signatures! Which means you get 'em to sign *before* you hand over the package!" Normal stated. "Bip bip bip!"
bip bip bip? Ice thought, as he powered his way towards his first delivery. Sector 5. Nice. He cycled past the queues of traffic, his brakes squealing as a sector guard looked at him. "Jam Pony messenger!" he called, holding up his pass. He heard the people behind him mutter as he got let through, and ducked his head down as a hover drone scanned over head.
He managed to find the address, eventually. After pulling his bike up and down several flights of stairs in an apartment building with its lifts out. He got a signature, then placed a nice hard kick on the lift panel and pressed a button, grinning as it worked.
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Meanwhile, Alec and Fred were necking in the locker area. Max looked away in disgust, and eventually, when they returned, Danni and Toni drenched the pair in cold water. "Jees, sis, get a room!" Data added. "And move off of my locker."
Fred nearly choked. "Did you just give me an order?" The triplets looked shocked. Data immediately turned red, and ran off to grab another parcel.
"I think that was a yes," Danni offered, before Normal came out with another "bip bip bip".
Alec, Fred and the others went to work.
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When Ice finally finished his last run, he felt almost fit to drop. Data looked the same, as did the others. Except for Abel. He was still running around like a rabbit on speed. Ice stuck a leg out and tripped him up, in typical younger brother style. Abel got up and pouted. Danni found some reserve of energy, jumped him and they play fought on the floor of Jam Pony. Until Ice put a stop to it, having rested long enough to work up the energy to pull them apart before Normal could come out and get another eyeful of Dynamite. "C'mon people, at ease for mercy's sake" he groaned. He felt like he'd just done a ten mile desert trek with extra weights on top of the 50lb thing he normally carried in that training. He voiced the thoughts of his X1 siblings. "I *hate* dolphin DNA"
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that's it. Short chapter. But hey, Ames White is in the next one. And I *might* have to write Deck in too...
A/N: thoughts, --signal-- "speech"
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The eleven of them were looking for work. The night before, they'd been recommended trying Jam Pony, where both Max and Alec worked. So in true fashion, they all showed up together. Ice led, followed in pairs by the others, all eleven leading bikes. Normal took one look at them, and was going to get Alec to throw them out when the X5 introduced Ice as his cousin. That changed his opinion immediately.
"Golden Boy's cousin? Why didn't you say?" Normal quipped. Ice looked kinda modest.
"I was raised to play on my own name, sir, not on others," he replied.
"Sir?" Normal questioned. Ice shrugged.
"Term of respect," he offered.
"What about your followers?" Normal asked. "I suppose they all want jobs too?"
Dynamite walked up besides Ice. Normal gulped.
"I can get Sketchy to stop talking..." she told Normal, her best coy smile on her face.
Normal merely grabbed a handful of application forms and pushed them into Ice's arms, before running to hide in his office with a stiff double. Alec grinned.
"Nice move," he said to Dynamite, before going to talk to Fred.
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It was Mack who took the finished forms into Normal's office, and it was Mack who handed out messenger passes to the X1s. "On the pay roll now," he muttered.
Ice caught and distributed parcels as Normal threw them out. The bespectacled Ordinary was taking care not to look at Dynamite as he threw the parcels. "I want signatures! Which means you get 'em to sign *before* you hand over the package!" Normal stated. "Bip bip bip!"
bip bip bip? Ice thought, as he powered his way towards his first delivery. Sector 5. Nice. He cycled past the queues of traffic, his brakes squealing as a sector guard looked at him. "Jam Pony messenger!" he called, holding up his pass. He heard the people behind him mutter as he got let through, and ducked his head down as a hover drone scanned over head.
He managed to find the address, eventually. After pulling his bike up and down several flights of stairs in an apartment building with its lifts out. He got a signature, then placed a nice hard kick on the lift panel and pressed a button, grinning as it worked.
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Meanwhile, Alec and Fred were necking in the locker area. Max looked away in disgust, and eventually, when they returned, Danni and Toni drenched the pair in cold water. "Jees, sis, get a room!" Data added. "And move off of my locker."
Fred nearly choked. "Did you just give me an order?" The triplets looked shocked. Data immediately turned red, and ran off to grab another parcel.
"I think that was a yes," Danni offered, before Normal came out with another "bip bip bip".
Alec, Fred and the others went to work.
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When Ice finally finished his last run, he felt almost fit to drop. Data looked the same, as did the others. Except for Abel. He was still running around like a rabbit on speed. Ice stuck a leg out and tripped him up, in typical younger brother style. Abel got up and pouted. Danni found some reserve of energy, jumped him and they play fought on the floor of Jam Pony. Until Ice put a stop to it, having rested long enough to work up the energy to pull them apart before Normal could come out and get another eyeful of Dynamite. "C'mon people, at ease for mercy's sake" he groaned. He felt like he'd just done a ten mile desert trek with extra weights on top of the 50lb thing he normally carried in that training. He voiced the thoughts of his X1 siblings. "I *hate* dolphin DNA"
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that's it. Short chapter. But hey, Ames White is in the next one. And I *might* have to write Deck in too...