Shattered
Part Two: Deets
Chapter Two
Changes
Dojo tried to pull itself together.
We really didn't succeed.
Sure, we got along ok. But Old School never made us clean up after ourselves, never brought up any old stories, never tried to teach us anything.
Fizz was the only one of us I had regular contact with.
We stopped dropping in the ratings. But we never went up.
We lost the occasional package, but on a whole we were ok.
But we were no longer the best.
We were fractured.
"Fizz." I said, knocking on the door to the workroom. "You in there?"
"Come on in." She said.
So I did.
"Whatcha working on?" I asked, looking over her shoulder.
"I talked to Byrne." She said. "He thinks Bedlam's got Deets."
"Another MCCI?" I guessed.
"Yeah." She anticipated my next question and just handed me a tool.