Part 7: Victory...

Figment and the rest of the reapers continued into the locker/rec room feeling victorious. He plopped himself down on the couch and flicked on the view screen. Pious fell into reflection as he often did and sat staring at the sealing as he too placed himself upon the couch. Kabraxis stood silently with a smirk on his face.

"Looks like we made the 10 o'clock news." The view screen displayed a typical middle-aged man behind a desk announcing various news. The picture in the upper right of the screen showed a gruesome motion capture of Juno's foot and Marshal x-neck. "That was unnecessary, really Juno..." He waits for a respond but gets none. "Juno?" he turns to see Juno arguing with himself over the same subject... "Never mind." He sighs and keeps watching.

Pious snaps out of his reflection and stands up and goes for the door.

"Where you going?" Asks Kabraxis as Pious opens the door.

"To celebrate, what else?" The question was rhetorical.

"I'm going too." Kabraxis pipes in and follows Pious.

"Me too." Says Figment as he hops off the couch and onto his feet. "You coming Juno?"

"Nah..."

"Why not?"

"Its not safe..."

"Not safe? There's nothing you can't handle!"

"No, you misunderstood. I meant for everyone in a square mile of where I might be..."

"...See yah...."

The three teammates headed out the door. And walked out the door.

As the walked down the corridor that led to the parking lot, figment suddenly realized he didn't know where he was going.

"Pious? Where are we going?"

"I know a small bar that I go to regularly."

"Oh..."

"You'll like it."

"Ok..."

Kabraxis, Figment, and Pious leading, continued to the parking lot, and on arriving there took a van to the "Sniper Tower", Pious's favorite bar. The bar was a large tower, somewhat like the Seattle Space Needle. It had two elevators, and was all glass.

"Whoa!" Kabraxis exclaimed.

"Yah, its pretty impressive."

They took the elevator up to the bar and entered the single door. The bar didn't smell like most bars did. And it was surprisingly clean...

"Hey Pious, who are your friends." The barkeep asked upon noticing his entrance.

"New teammates from the random draft."

"Now I recognize you guys. That fight was awesome! I entered the draft too but I'm not in until next round." He fills up a mug with bottle from under the counter. "The usual"

"Of course." Pious replies as he takes the mug in his right hand. "You'll get your chance Orion." Pious looks around. "Is Karen here?"

"No, lucky for you. She left after your fight was over. She's still angry."

"Damn... I thought she might be calmed after I won." Pious sighs into his drink, takes another swig.

Figment approaches the bar and orders water.

"Water? Come now Figment don't be such a wuss!" Pious goads.

Figment only drinks from his glass and only shake his head. "We have a game tomorrow."

"Hmmmff..."

"What about you Kabraxis?" Silence... "Kabraxis?"

He turns his head to find Kabraxis sitting in the corner surrounded by girls of all ages.

"See Kabraxis is enjoying himself."

"Petty boy..." Figment, Pious, and Orion remark simultaneously. They look at each other and erupt into laughter. They leave the bar a few hours later and turn in for the night.