A Tribute To Music: The Live Concert 2004
NachoManLance, Andrew Joshua Talon
Disclaimer: Sorry, saving my cash for better purposes. The authors/esses are owned by themselves and the characters belong to their respected...owners.
NEWS: Been awhile, hasn't it? I have a good excuse, I promise! Talon has been writing a little bit that will be added to this chapter, and it took him awhile to send it. Plus I had a hard time figuring out other things concerning this story, but all is good now! You may call off your hitmen.
Midnight in Tokyo....
Talon sits in his bed, alone and worried. He hears the nightlife of Tokyo start to stir with flashing lights and sounds of cars honking, music blaring, and people talking. His bedroom T.V was still on, replays of Japanese dubbed Full House episodes still running. Full House? I don't know either, just work with me here.
He stood and walked to the small balcony outside his room, the wind gusting at the thirty-second story he stood at as he stared at the milling crowds below that continued to grow. He sighed and looked up to the sky. He was disappointed that he couldn't see a single star due to light pollution.
Talon got an idea and dug into his Hammerspace pocket, taking out a pair of glasses. As he placed them over his eyes, codes and commands streaked across the lens in the familiar green font commonly seen in The Matrix. He clicked a button on top of the right lens three times, and suddenly he was able to look up at the sky through his glasses, drowning all the light. Talon could now stare at the stars and wonder.
He heaved a heavy sigh. He missed his ship, but mostly he missed Ryu. What kind of force could shut down his entire ship, just like that? Never had he encountered something so puzzling, yet so dangerous...
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"Hm..."
"Hm? What is it, Talon?"
"Not sure," Talon responded, typing in an additional command to the computer. Ryu blinked quizzically, the hologram's blue eyes on her creator in concern.
"It looks like a pocket of dark matter... But I can't be sure. Turn up the neutrino
scanner array." Ryu nodded, as the tiny Peradventure turned towards the dark
cloud headed towards the planet.
"I can detect nothing," Ryu announced, her eyes narrowing. "And my neutrino
scanner can scan through a lightyear of lead."
"This is weird," Talon noted, narrowing his eyes at his own readings. "The...whatever-it-is seems to have a presence in-between subspace and real-space."
"Perhaps that is why we're having trouble scanning it. I will try to adjust my sensors to-" Ryu blinked, and stared at the viewscreen. Talon followed her gaze, and saw that the black whatever-it-was was closing in on the small ship.
"Shields up," Talon said," arm weapons-" BOOM! The dark wave smashed into the Peradventure, knocking the small ship asunder. Talon fell to the deck, groaning as the lights went off.
"Ow..."
"TALON-!" Ryu cried out, just as she vanished.
"Warning-Primary systems failure-" The computer announced, just before it cut out. Talon found himself floating, the artificial gravity cut out.
"Damn it!" Talon growled, before hitting his combadge. A second before the
temperature dropped below survival level, the author had vanished
====
Talon sighed as he stared into a single, flickering star.
"Ryu..."
Iruka knocked softly at the door that opened to Lance's bedroom. She peered inside and saw Lance was still there on his bed, sleeping through what seemed like a nightmare. He was twitching, and grunted at random occasions. He was also sweating, which led Iruka to believe something wrong was happening.
"Lance?" she called out. Still he kept twitching and grunting.
She ran to his side and shook him. "Lance? Are you ok? You need to go the the concert flat!"
He did not wake up.
"Lance?!"
Sam awoke to the sound of laughter.
Wait, scratch that...
Sam awoke to the sound of laughter and the clicking of cameras.
Still not enough. One more time...
Sam awoke to the sound of laughter and the clicking of cameras with a massive headache.
Ah, much better.
He groaned, his hangover from yesterday's bar hopping/robbing starting to kick in fiercely. His vision was blurred, but he could tell something else was wrong. Was it him, or did the world seem a bit...indifferent? His head, besides aching in incredible pain only he could experience, felt swollen and numb. Although his hearing was slightly impaired, could hear the laughter as if it were right next to him.
At this point he tried to reach into his pocket where he hid the pistol he always used to take with him during drinking nights. You know, just in case things wouldn't go his way. But his gun wasn't there. Neither were his hands, as they were tied behind his back with tightly knotted rope. When he began to struggle, the laughter grew louder.
"Pretty Sammy...."
Sam perked his head up. Er, down. Whatever. He recognized that voice...
"SILVER, GET ME DOWN FROM HERE!"
His evil sister couldn't help but laugh along with Duo and the other pilots that were grouped with her. All around, the construction crew were pointing and laughing at Sam who was hung upside down by his ankles below the catwalk that will soon be the light fixture. Instead of his usual street clothes, he now wore a pretty dress and a long, bright pink wig. Cameras continued to click and the laughing never stopped. Sam growled angrily.
"More like 'Pretty Utena', Silv." Duo laughed.
"For once I'm glad I kept the wig." Silver agreed.
Wu Fei clapped his hand on Silver's shoulder. "Excellent work, just how long do you plan on keeping him up there?"
Silver grinned evilly. "Until he vows to spell correctly."
"And that would be, never?"
"Precisely."
NEXT TIME: The rest of the clan now know of Lance's sudden behavior and try to find out how to stop it. Meanwhile, Sam "hangs around" a few decisions and Emily comes across a hidden shrine in the mountainsides of Tokyo....
Yes, VERY late but time restraints shouldn't be much of a problem now that summer looms ever closer! Time to get my writing on, yo.....Fo'shizzle.....
R/R please!
NachoManLance, Andrew Joshua Talon
Disclaimer: Sorry, saving my cash for better purposes. The authors/esses are owned by themselves and the characters belong to their respected...owners.
NEWS: Been awhile, hasn't it? I have a good excuse, I promise! Talon has been writing a little bit that will be added to this chapter, and it took him awhile to send it. Plus I had a hard time figuring out other things concerning this story, but all is good now! You may call off your hitmen.
Midnight in Tokyo....
Talon sits in his bed, alone and worried. He hears the nightlife of Tokyo start to stir with flashing lights and sounds of cars honking, music blaring, and people talking. His bedroom T.V was still on, replays of Japanese dubbed Full House episodes still running. Full House? I don't know either, just work with me here.
He stood and walked to the small balcony outside his room, the wind gusting at the thirty-second story he stood at as he stared at the milling crowds below that continued to grow. He sighed and looked up to the sky. He was disappointed that he couldn't see a single star due to light pollution.
Talon got an idea and dug into his Hammerspace pocket, taking out a pair of glasses. As he placed them over his eyes, codes and commands streaked across the lens in the familiar green font commonly seen in The Matrix. He clicked a button on top of the right lens three times, and suddenly he was able to look up at the sky through his glasses, drowning all the light. Talon could now stare at the stars and wonder.
He heaved a heavy sigh. He missed his ship, but mostly he missed Ryu. What kind of force could shut down his entire ship, just like that? Never had he encountered something so puzzling, yet so dangerous...
====
"Hm..."
"Hm? What is it, Talon?"
"Not sure," Talon responded, typing in an additional command to the computer. Ryu blinked quizzically, the hologram's blue eyes on her creator in concern.
"It looks like a pocket of dark matter... But I can't be sure. Turn up the neutrino
scanner array." Ryu nodded, as the tiny Peradventure turned towards the dark
cloud headed towards the planet.
"I can detect nothing," Ryu announced, her eyes narrowing. "And my neutrino
scanner can scan through a lightyear of lead."
"This is weird," Talon noted, narrowing his eyes at his own readings. "The...whatever-it-is seems to have a presence in-between subspace and real-space."
"Perhaps that is why we're having trouble scanning it. I will try to adjust my sensors to-" Ryu blinked, and stared at the viewscreen. Talon followed her gaze, and saw that the black whatever-it-was was closing in on the small ship.
"Shields up," Talon said," arm weapons-" BOOM! The dark wave smashed into the Peradventure, knocking the small ship asunder. Talon fell to the deck, groaning as the lights went off.
"Ow..."
"TALON-!" Ryu cried out, just as she vanished.
"Warning-Primary systems failure-" The computer announced, just before it cut out. Talon found himself floating, the artificial gravity cut out.
"Damn it!" Talon growled, before hitting his combadge. A second before the
temperature dropped below survival level, the author had vanished
====
Talon sighed as he stared into a single, flickering star.
"Ryu..."
Iruka knocked softly at the door that opened to Lance's bedroom. She peered inside and saw Lance was still there on his bed, sleeping through what seemed like a nightmare. He was twitching, and grunted at random occasions. He was also sweating, which led Iruka to believe something wrong was happening.
"Lance?" she called out. Still he kept twitching and grunting.
She ran to his side and shook him. "Lance? Are you ok? You need to go the the concert flat!"
He did not wake up.
"Lance?!"
Sam awoke to the sound of laughter.
Wait, scratch that...
Sam awoke to the sound of laughter and the clicking of cameras.
Still not enough. One more time...
Sam awoke to the sound of laughter and the clicking of cameras with a massive headache.
Ah, much better.
He groaned, his hangover from yesterday's bar hopping/robbing starting to kick in fiercely. His vision was blurred, but he could tell something else was wrong. Was it him, or did the world seem a bit...indifferent? His head, besides aching in incredible pain only he could experience, felt swollen and numb. Although his hearing was slightly impaired, could hear the laughter as if it were right next to him.
At this point he tried to reach into his pocket where he hid the pistol he always used to take with him during drinking nights. You know, just in case things wouldn't go his way. But his gun wasn't there. Neither were his hands, as they were tied behind his back with tightly knotted rope. When he began to struggle, the laughter grew louder.
"Pretty Sammy...."
Sam perked his head up. Er, down. Whatever. He recognized that voice...
"SILVER, GET ME DOWN FROM HERE!"
His evil sister couldn't help but laugh along with Duo and the other pilots that were grouped with her. All around, the construction crew were pointing and laughing at Sam who was hung upside down by his ankles below the catwalk that will soon be the light fixture. Instead of his usual street clothes, he now wore a pretty dress and a long, bright pink wig. Cameras continued to click and the laughing never stopped. Sam growled angrily.
"More like 'Pretty Utena', Silv." Duo laughed.
"For once I'm glad I kept the wig." Silver agreed.
Wu Fei clapped his hand on Silver's shoulder. "Excellent work, just how long do you plan on keeping him up there?"
Silver grinned evilly. "Until he vows to spell correctly."
"And that would be, never?"
"Precisely."
NEXT TIME: The rest of the clan now know of Lance's sudden behavior and try to find out how to stop it. Meanwhile, Sam "hangs around" a few decisions and Emily comes across a hidden shrine in the mountainsides of Tokyo....
Yes, VERY late but time restraints shouldn't be much of a problem now that summer looms ever closer! Time to get my writing on, yo.....Fo'shizzle.....
R/R please!