Crash
Several hours later a very sexy Max walked into Crash, the hottest club in Seattle. She blamed her tardiness on the fact that she had to take the long way across town to avoid the Sector Police, not on the fact that she spent over an hour tearing through her closet looking for something to wear.
Original Cindy, Max's best friend, was sitting at the bar checking out the new female bartender when Max walked up. "Hey Boo! Check out my new eye candy." Cindy said as she gave Max a quick hug. The bartender in question was about 5' 10" with chin length brown hair, big brown eyes, and a swimsuit model's body.
"Not bad." Max teased, "Sure she's not transgenic? Manticore did pretty good work on us, you know."
"Don't I know it." Original Cindy replied. "But no, she's an ordinary, just like me. Not that Original Cindy has ever been accused of being ordinary, mind you."
Max laughed and took a swig of her beer as she looked around. "You seen Alec lately?"
"Yeah, he's been by here the last couple of nights. Didn't stick around long though, he met someone and then they both went out the back. Last night his lady friend was fine too. Wish she'd quit wastin' her time with him and come play on the all-girls team." Max's face fell when she heard that. She'd been hoping he'd been out doing something useful like gathering supplies or scouting escape routes, but apparently not. He'd obviously been doing just what she'd first suggested to Mole "he was gettin' his drink on and hittin' on the ladies." Max didn't know whether she was hurt or angry. She had no real reason to be hurt 'she wasn't interested in Alec that way, he was just a perpetual pain in her ass' so she decided to go with angry. Downing the rest of her bottle of beer she reached for another one. Original Cindy didn't seem to notice. "Right now hot boy's over at the pool tables scamming some poor fool out of all his money. By the way, I seen your sugar daddy tonight too. He's here with that Asha chic." Original Cindy nodded towards the back of the room.
"Logan is not my sugar daddy. And it's ok that he's here with Asha. We broke up, remember?" Two weeks after the siege started, Logan had to leave Terminal City. All the computers in the complex shut down when the Pulse hit in 2009 and some of the biotoxins that were being manufactured spilled out. The Manticore alumni were engineered to withstand such things, but the constant exposure began to affect the few normal people in the area. Eventually they all had to be evacuated; Logan was the last to go. To be honest, Max was kind of glad to see him leave. She still cared about Logan but the virus thing was beginning to get on her nerves, not to mention that he kept trying to run the show and some of the hybrids refused to take orders from an "ordinary". Now they were just awkward friends, and Logan helped them out from time to time when they needed supplies or information.
A commotion broke out around the pool tables. Alec had won again and his opponent, a big biker guy, was not being a gracious loser. "You cheated! There's no way you could have made that shot otherwise," he said looming over Alec.
Alec put his hands up and took a step back. "What can I say, man? I'm just that good."
"I'll bet you are." The biker's girlfriend smiled at him suggestively and took a long drag off her cigarette. Alec looked over and winked at her.
"You trying to steal my girl now too?" The biker took a swing at Alec, but Alec ducked and quickly stepped away.
"Don't want your girl, pal! Just your money. I won far and square so hand it over nicely and we'll all go home happy. I'll even buy the next round of beers." Alec was laying on the charm but it got him nowhere.
Max watched as the biker pushed up his sleeves and brought his fists up again. "Sorry, Pal" he sneered, "But you're not going home with either one tonight."
Max sighed handing her now empty second bottle of beer to Original Cindy "Guess it's time for me to step in and save his ass again. Geez, can't a girl just hang out and have a few drinks around here. Catch ya' later, Boo!" With that she walked over and tapped the big guy on the shoulder. "Didn't your Mother ever teach you to play nice with others?" she asked. When he turned, she landed a quick punch to his nose, breaking the bone and sending him to his knees. "Are you coming?" she asked Alec as she turned and walked out of the bar. Grabbing the money off the table, Alec followed.
The ride back to Terminal City was a quiet one, mainly because Max didn't feel like trying to yell over the roar of her motorcycle. Once they arrived home though, Max let him have it. "You know I'm getting real tired of saving your ass all the time. One of these days you are going to get yourself killed."
"Awww, Maxie. You care!" Alec teased trying to lighten the mood but Max wasn't done.
"Cut the crap, Alec! I don't care. Truth is: we've got a lot of transgenics here that look up to you; God only knows why. I need you to be a role model, a leader. We can't have every transgenic in the city going out, tomcatting around and getting into fights just because you do. You're acting like some wild teenage kid. Grow up, Alec! Be a man for a change!" With that Max turned and walked into her apartment, slamming the door in his face.
Alec stood speechless in the hallway for a few more minutes staring at the door to Max's apartment, wondering what the hell just happened. Finally he turned shaking his head and walked into his own apartment across the hall.
Several hours later a very sexy Max walked into Crash, the hottest club in Seattle. She blamed her tardiness on the fact that she had to take the long way across town to avoid the Sector Police, not on the fact that she spent over an hour tearing through her closet looking for something to wear.
Original Cindy, Max's best friend, was sitting at the bar checking out the new female bartender when Max walked up. "Hey Boo! Check out my new eye candy." Cindy said as she gave Max a quick hug. The bartender in question was about 5' 10" with chin length brown hair, big brown eyes, and a swimsuit model's body.
"Not bad." Max teased, "Sure she's not transgenic? Manticore did pretty good work on us, you know."
"Don't I know it." Original Cindy replied. "But no, she's an ordinary, just like me. Not that Original Cindy has ever been accused of being ordinary, mind you."
Max laughed and took a swig of her beer as she looked around. "You seen Alec lately?"
"Yeah, he's been by here the last couple of nights. Didn't stick around long though, he met someone and then they both went out the back. Last night his lady friend was fine too. Wish she'd quit wastin' her time with him and come play on the all-girls team." Max's face fell when she heard that. She'd been hoping he'd been out doing something useful like gathering supplies or scouting escape routes, but apparently not. He'd obviously been doing just what she'd first suggested to Mole "he was gettin' his drink on and hittin' on the ladies." Max didn't know whether she was hurt or angry. She had no real reason to be hurt 'she wasn't interested in Alec that way, he was just a perpetual pain in her ass' so she decided to go with angry. Downing the rest of her bottle of beer she reached for another one. Original Cindy didn't seem to notice. "Right now hot boy's over at the pool tables scamming some poor fool out of all his money. By the way, I seen your sugar daddy tonight too. He's here with that Asha chic." Original Cindy nodded towards the back of the room.
"Logan is not my sugar daddy. And it's ok that he's here with Asha. We broke up, remember?" Two weeks after the siege started, Logan had to leave Terminal City. All the computers in the complex shut down when the Pulse hit in 2009 and some of the biotoxins that were being manufactured spilled out. The Manticore alumni were engineered to withstand such things, but the constant exposure began to affect the few normal people in the area. Eventually they all had to be evacuated; Logan was the last to go. To be honest, Max was kind of glad to see him leave. She still cared about Logan but the virus thing was beginning to get on her nerves, not to mention that he kept trying to run the show and some of the hybrids refused to take orders from an "ordinary". Now they were just awkward friends, and Logan helped them out from time to time when they needed supplies or information.
A commotion broke out around the pool tables. Alec had won again and his opponent, a big biker guy, was not being a gracious loser. "You cheated! There's no way you could have made that shot otherwise," he said looming over Alec.
Alec put his hands up and took a step back. "What can I say, man? I'm just that good."
"I'll bet you are." The biker's girlfriend smiled at him suggestively and took a long drag off her cigarette. Alec looked over and winked at her.
"You trying to steal my girl now too?" The biker took a swing at Alec, but Alec ducked and quickly stepped away.
"Don't want your girl, pal! Just your money. I won far and square so hand it over nicely and we'll all go home happy. I'll even buy the next round of beers." Alec was laying on the charm but it got him nowhere.
Max watched as the biker pushed up his sleeves and brought his fists up again. "Sorry, Pal" he sneered, "But you're not going home with either one tonight."
Max sighed handing her now empty second bottle of beer to Original Cindy "Guess it's time for me to step in and save his ass again. Geez, can't a girl just hang out and have a few drinks around here. Catch ya' later, Boo!" With that she walked over and tapped the big guy on the shoulder. "Didn't your Mother ever teach you to play nice with others?" she asked. When he turned, she landed a quick punch to his nose, breaking the bone and sending him to his knees. "Are you coming?" she asked Alec as she turned and walked out of the bar. Grabbing the money off the table, Alec followed.
The ride back to Terminal City was a quiet one, mainly because Max didn't feel like trying to yell over the roar of her motorcycle. Once they arrived home though, Max let him have it. "You know I'm getting real tired of saving your ass all the time. One of these days you are going to get yourself killed."
"Awww, Maxie. You care!" Alec teased trying to lighten the mood but Max wasn't done.
"Cut the crap, Alec! I don't care. Truth is: we've got a lot of transgenics here that look up to you; God only knows why. I need you to be a role model, a leader. We can't have every transgenic in the city going out, tomcatting around and getting into fights just because you do. You're acting like some wild teenage kid. Grow up, Alec! Be a man for a change!" With that Max turned and walked into her apartment, slamming the door in his face.
Alec stood speechless in the hallway for a few more minutes staring at the door to Max's apartment, wondering what the hell just happened. Finally he turned shaking his head and walked into his own apartment across the hall.