To all my faithful reviewers Lotsa Thanxies…:sigh: I get tired of typing U guys in all the time but U know who U R Lol. Jaksgirl.not had suggested maybe longer stories and failedmarshmallow suggested I break up the paragraphs a bit so it makes it easier to read. It's weird though because when you're writing on Microsoft Word the chapter looks long to you and it feels long writing it, the chapters are usually three of more pages each (This one is almost five) and then I triple space between paragraphs like they suggest on this site but once I post it up it still looks squished and short…Grr. Well I'll try to make them look longer or at least include more chapters and as for the breaking up the paragraphs a bit, I'll work on it :flashes her cheesy smile: Thanks for the suggestions. Now BACK to Razer being a ladaaayz maaaaan!
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Chapter 2
After some time, during the racing events, Keira offered Jak an upgrade on his vehicle. Of course cars and gadgets were her expertise but deep down inside, she knew she also did it so that she could spend some one on one time with him. Of course she expected Daxter to be there but she was used to that. With everyone being poisoned, all she wanted to do was be with him as often as she could. Even if he had to act differently because of the circumstances, she didn't care. She enjoyed his company and hoped he had felt the same.
"I need a GB spanner, please" she held her hand out toward Daxter so that he could hand her the piece she needed.
"What's a spanner?"
"That one" she pointed in the direction of where it was laying.
"That one?"
"No, that one" she pointed again.
"I knew that"
"You sure know your way around cars, Kiera" Jak had complimented her, arms crossed, watching her at work.
Keira smiled at this and took it as her best opportunity to hit on him "I can handle tools. But that's not all I'm good at... Jak" She leaned on Jak's shoulder when she had said the last part of her comment. She had come on to him before when she was arguing with her father about racing and he refused. Jak asked if she was ok and she told him how she was tired of being treated like a little girl. Changing the subject, she admired his car and offered the upgrade only if he asked "nicely" but he didn't get the hint. Daxter had to hit him in the head and still he seemed as if he didn't realized it. So she told him she'd talk to him about "nice" later but unfortunately that later never came. So now here she was taking another shot and her moment was ruined when she heard the footsteps approaching them, the voice that came with the footsteps ruined it even more.
Razer walked in toward them, "Oh look. The grease monkeys are busy putting their toy cars together. So I can take them apart" He smiled slyly and she cringed at him. He shot her a glance and she felt the sweat in her palms emerging. Now he knew that she was with Jak. She wondered how he felt about that.
"This is a private party, Razer" She was happy to hear Jak say that, it meant that he too, wanted to spend time alone.
"Of course, I just came by to tell you I'm officially coming out of retirement, just for you Jak. Everyone's screaming for us to swap paint. And when it's all over, this town won't mourn your passing, they'll only lament how much money they lost betting on a loser" She was disgusted by his behavior by the time he had walked out and even worse, he had put Jak in a bad mood, just what she needed. Just when she had some time with him, he comes in and cuts it short.
"Thanks for the upgrade Keira, I'll catch you later" was all he said to her with a wave as he stormed out of the garage. She was left arms open with a wrench in one hand and jaw hanging open as well. He was gone. She gripped tighter on the cool metal in her palm before rashly throwing it across the room, growling to herself. Screw the upgrade. I'll do it in the morning. Now I'm not in the mood either. And she decided to head back to the Inn. A warm bubble bath would soothe her a bit.
She got out of the elevator and stepped into the hall. It was a long hall dressed with green marble walls and golden frames of racers throughout history. Every few frames were doors leading into the suites and the hall split at the end to lead to more rooms and identical walls. It was deserted because it was late. Only a few elderly maids pushing carts full of towels and accessories trudged through the halls. She sighed to herself and silently wished it wasn't so deserted. It didn't make her mood any better. She stared down at the red carpet as her feet walked along it, toward the direction of her room. It was then that she felt a heavy body roughly bump into her. She slightly stumbled back a bit and regained her posture to look up to see whom she had crashed into. It was him, again!
"Milady, we meet again…or should I say Jak's girl" he slightly bowed again just like he had done before.
Her brows furrowed as she glared at him, trying to look as intimidating as she possibly could. "I'm his mechanic, thank you very much. And by tomorrow morning I'll make sure I have his vehicle ready to burn rubber on the tracks right by you in the finish line"
He smiled widely at her, "My, my, you have quite an attitude on you, and I'm sure you will put your impeccable skills at best on his vehicle but…you are wrong with one thing. I'll be passing by him in the finish line"
Her eyes closed slightly with anger when he said this and she spat out in response, "What are you doing here Razer?"
"Oh just visiting an acquaintance you could say" he took out a cigarette from the front pocket of his trench coat and stuck it behind his ear, "Shouldn't your driver being accompanying his faithful mechanic at this hour? Especially in this city and under the dangerous circumstances, a man should make sure his lady gets to her door safely hmm hmm hmm hmm" He let out his confident laugh as he awaited her answer. He raised a brow at her once he saw her anger grow and it seemed for a split second, she struggled to respond with a come back.
"I can take care of myself" she scowled at him and stormed past him. She heard him walk toward the elevator and it was then that she had realized what he said earlier. Her eyes widened and she turned around quickly to yell back to him. He was already getting into the elevator, "Acquaintance? Mizo! Where is he?" and he simply smiled at her and shrugged his shoulders as the silver doors closed in front of him. That bastard. Wait till I tell Jak tomorrow. She stopped in her tracks when she thought this, she felt a bit embarrassed to share what Razer had said about them and angry because as much as she hated to admit it, a part of what he said was right. Why didn't he walk her to her room? Why wasn't he with her? They're poisoned and they have people out to kill them and yet, he's nowhere to be found. What bothered even more is that she had to hear it from Razer of all people. Also, what the hell does Razer care? Is he just doing it to mock me? What did he mean by under the circumstances, was he threatening me? …or is he really looking out for me?
She shook the thoughts from her head as she entered the darkness of her suite. It was a fairly large room with two long windows dressed in white curtains. A full canopy bed topped with golden embroidery on the sheets. There was a bathroom to the side complete with hot tub. She saw the chocolates on her pillow, it seemed the maids had changed the sheets. She slowly walked up to the chocolates and unraveled one of them to put in her mouth. She didn't bother to turn on the light. It felt lonely being in that big suite by herself. She silently envied Ashelin and Torn who were sharing a room together next store. Even tattooed, tough, war-ridden Ashelin and Torn were open enough with their relationship to share a room. Jak had booked a room with Daxter and her father and for some strange reason she ended up alone. She definitely didn't want to share a room with Rayn, which was not the face she'd be happy to see when she woke up in the morning remembering she was poisoned. Well at least Rayn has her own suite too, she thought. She slipped off her boots and socks and pitter-pattered on the hard wood floors to the bathroom. After a few minutes wait, she slipped into the warm water inside the tub, white bubbles and foam floating on top. She had brought a radio in with her, sitting on the ledge by the tub and she turned the knob to find a station. She relaxed her head against the plastic cushion pillow attached to the back of the wide square tub. The tub was made to fit two and here she was sharing it with no one. It depressed her a bit. She closed her eyes and decided, Tomorrow morning, I'm gonna make sure I get up early and put that upgrade on Jak's car. I'm gonna do it, for him.
