Chapter 5: Overrun
11:03 AM (Japan Time), Friday January the 23rd…
"… Yum. Good sandwich, really. Well. I gotta unload."
Saito waited for the stalls to get cleared while he hummed a tune: he heard a chuckle and Dekao walked over to him while rubbing his hands in excitement.
"I beat Tooru, Yaito – chan and protected Meiru – chan!"
"When?"
"Huh? What'd ya say, Saito?"
"When was that? We've had 3 hours involving English, History and Math insofar and the Navis stayed in the local Cyber World while we'd muted the computers and shut off the screens: we were writing down notes and we didn't get to use them. Break time began 4 minutes ago and you can't have done so much in just 4 minutes." Saito calmly listed.
"Dekao – kun. Stop making up stuff." Hikawa, who walked past them, complained with an annoyed look.
"Sheesh! Why do ya always have to rob me the glory?"
"I'm not robbing you the glory: I'm pointing out the reasons why I'm HIGLY skeptical of your claims. Get yourself a lawyer."
"YIKES!"
"Yaito – chan challenges you to find the treasure in her manor's garden this afternoon."
"Hah! It's gotta be next to the tree-house! I'll use it to convince Meiru – chan she's better off with me! Mwah, hah, hah!"
Dekao ran off while Saito entered the stall and locked it while sighing: the figure suddenly fell atop him and brought him to the ground in a blur before the stun gun stunned him.
Too easy. And those guys will not realize: it's too subtle! Heh, heh, heh!
12:08 PM (Melbourne Time)…
Huh…? What's this tickling sensation…? Oh. I remember. Netto – kun suggested we spice things up in our threesomes and decided to visit a closed down dungeon to test their stuff there… This has gotta be the table given my own position… It feels good… It tickles, even.
Saito woke up to figure out he was lying face-up on a wooden surface somewhere and that his arms had been lifted to be above his head while his wrists had been tied together and a shot rope kept them tied to a hook on the table so that he couldn't move them: his legs had been spread wide using a metallic bar with two ankle cuffs.
He felt that piston mechanism having the spinning vibrators gently pumping in and out of his ass.
Heh. The vibrators near my nipples tickle, the one in my penis' head tickles and those tickle too… A tickling party… Guess Netto – kun got suggested by Tooru – kun to go soft for the first time and we'll go harder as we get used to this… I remember Forte and Shirakami had us test a similar device back in the summer of 2005… It's been a long time already! Guess over 3 and half years… Too bad the only thing we've figure out if that they landed in another "Time-Space" and had some involvement with Dr. Regal yet it could be that they were influenced by "another" freak… Another "Nebula Grey"…
His ball-gag got removed and he felt two hands lifting his head before a cock was stuffed into his mouth: he calmly began to lick it and teased the urethra while inwardly giggling.
Heh! I like teasing either Netto – kun's or Tooru – kun's urethra. They must be feeling the shivers of pleasure… I wonder if Netto – kun's testing another machine or he's the one who wants a blowjob… Or maybe it's Tooru – kun and Netto – kun is pumping into his small cute ass while rubbing his cock… Heh, heh, heh.
He began to follow the pace set by the unseen person and felt how the intensity of the vibrators increased: he began to articulate his fingers as if to get distracted.
Netto – kun must want to tease me today… He's increased the speed and I guess he's switched to MAX already skipping MEDIUM… Heh. How many races Blood will win today, I wonder…
The unseen person released inside of his mouth and Saito calmly swallowed it up before the ball-gag got placed inside of him again: the piston stopped and pulled out before a string of anal beads was stuffed inside of him along with a real cock.
Oh yeah! Tooru – kun: you're finally getting in the mood? I wanna feel you penis inside of me today. Pump it deeper and deeper: make use of the machine's caved path… Like it was a tunneling machine… Speaking of tunnels and all… In the end the Drill Man that Isaac met at Ms. Millionaire's game in the summer was the original one and the one a year ago commanded by "Sidier" was a replica. There: no paradoxes. Heh, heh, heh… Ah…! He feels good… Too good…
His anal beads began to be slowly pulled out and he couldn't help but arch his body upwards yet only his torso arched.
YES! I wanted this! O~h! It's a very good teasing move… Maybe Netto – kun's the one pulling them out… Heh, heh, heh! Pull them out more and then stuff one of our classical vibrators inside! Use the whole width of my ass, you two!
The beads got completely pulled off and he felt a vibrator being stuffed inside: it began to vibrate and Saito arched again.
GOOD! Excellent! Ah! Really! It was a good idea to move into some real "friendly" S&M. I missed this! Last time around, we got to play with Oriol and he willingly became the "S" while we used the stuff in house's basement to play with him… Oh… And Legato had a huge penis too… How they teased me by having me see Oriol having sex with Netto – kun and I had a loincloth over my penis… I couldn't stop releasing!
He felt how the person released inside of him and then rubbed his cock as he loosed the bands and pulled out the cap and the beads.
Yeah! I'm convulsing! I'm releasing! Ah! Refreshing! Truly! Refreshing…!
11:23 AM (Japan Time)…
"… Saito – niisan! You OK? You don't have a stomachache, right?"
"… Huh? Netto – kun…?"
"Break will be over in 6 minutes!"
"No good! I dozed off!"
"Well. Guess it can happen if the earlier 3 subjects were too intense…"
Saito woke up inside of the WC stall and got to his feet: he flushed the toilet and came out: Netto didn't look surprised.
"By the way! Dekao now's offering a can of Coca Cola he got from a vending machine to Meiru – chan… And she just told him to patent Aloc Acoc." Netto grinned.
"Oho. Meiru – chan can have good sarcasm to shoot at Dekao – kun."
"Huh… Hullo."
"Oh. Arushi – kun."
"Hey. Arushi."
A new student appeared in the entrance of the room.
He was about Netto and Saito's height and had brown hair along with sky blue irises.
"Huff. Man. I need to unload before the break ends. My bad. We'll chat later: I've got an exam in 2 hours' time and I want to focus on it."
"Huff. Ours is in 3 hours' time before lunch break…" Netto sighed.
"Come on, Netto – kun. We can beat those." Saito rallied.
"I know. But they demand a lot of effort… High school will be a nightmare to go through!"
"Well, well. We can't know that yet. Let's go."
"Good luck."
16:23 PM (Japan Time)…
"… Man! The exam was a brain killer."
"Sure…"
"A nightmare…! I said it!"
Netto, Saito and Nelaus were discussing about an exam they had had to do: they all looked tired.
"Hullo~!" A familiar voice called out.
They all turned to see Tamashita running towards them with her classical smile on her face.
"What's with the moody atmosphere, guys? Cheer up!"
"That's easy to say for you, miss. You never seem to have a problem with exams." Nelaus replied with a sigh.
"Huff! They burn me out! But I don't let it get to me!" Tamashita admitted with a smile.
"It's not like we ended up roasted." Felicia giggled.
"Yeah, I get the joke." Isaac glanced at her with a skeptical glance.
"Mwah, hah, hah… Any heat is welcome during this period of the year, ain't it?" Sigma chuckled at his lame joke.
"Guess that." Blood Shadow shrugged.
"Say! Isaac – kun! Will you accompany me to do some stuff at Internet City?" Felicia asked him.
"Sure. You want an escort?" Isaac smirked.
"Oh? Who knows?" Felicia smiled.
"Nobody knows." Nelaus chuckled.
"That's mean." Tamashita grumbled.
"My bad. I didn't meant to come out as such…"
16:27 PM (Japan Time)…
"… Confess, ugly!"
"I-I don't know anything!"
Commander Beef had cornered a suspicious-looking individual and was questioning him.
"Who finances those weapons which showed up in Internet City? Answer me! By beef and tuna and tuna and beef!" Commander Beef questioned.
"I-I dunno! It must some crazy millionaire!" The guy replied.
"Hum! It could be. Scram."
The guy ran for it while Commander Beef marched forward.
"Commander Beef. What are you up to?" Shark Man asked.
"You know me." He grinned.
"You surely aren't planning on going to battle Higure Yamitarou over Mariko – sensei, are you?" Shark Man suspected.
"Boo." Someone whispered behind Commander Beef.
Commander Beef felt a shiver go down his spine: he took out his fish skeleton weapon and aimed it at Dark Miyabi, who was smiling.
"Dark Miyabi! Just the man I wanted to see… Do you know who finances those weapons?" Commander Beef asked.
"Your aunt."
"Why, the nerve of this punk…!"
"At this rate I'll have to ring the bomb disposal squad." Miyabi replied.
Commander Beef tried to punch Miyabi on the face but failed because Miyabi quickly jumped over him and landed behind him: Commander Beef let out a set of curses under his breath and walked away, grumbling.
"Veni. Vidi. Vinci." Shadow Man quoted with a chuckle.
16:33 PM (Japan Time)…
"… Jeez."
"Bored?"
"Take a wild guess."
Isaac was pacing up and down in front of an all-girls' store in Internet City into which Felicia had been for the last five minutes.
"…"I'll be out in a breeze", she said… Now I know why Hikari Jr. ditched Sakurai Meiru." Isaac grumbled.
"Technically… He didn't "ditch" her. He simply doesn't want to be hammered by her." Nelaus corrected.
"Whatever. When did you become a lawyer, anyway?" Isaac sarcastically asked.
"Who knows?"
"I'm gonna kick over something…"
He entered a side alley close by and kicked an empty cardboard box into the air before turning away: he'd merely spotted a lot of capsized garbage bins and cardboard boxes: bored, he gazed towards the Internet City Stadium.
"GOA~L!" A commentator's voice yelled.
"HORRAY!" A chorus of voice roared.
Isaac suddenly heard some buzz-like sounds made by something mechanic: he slowly turned around.
"Huh? Buzzing?"
He was met with a terrifying sight: countless pairs of red eyes belonging to something accumulated inside of the unlit side alley: Isaac recoiled, afraid.
"Nelaus… Does Internet City have Mice-like Viruses roaming around its alleyways, by any chance?" He asked him.
"I dunno, really. Why do you ask, anyway?"
"If these aren't mice, then what the hell are they supposed to be? Cat-shaped Viruses?"
Something suddenly jumped out of the alleyway and attached itself to Isaac, tackling him into the ground: he pushed and tried to shake free of whatever had grabbed him.
"Fuck! This ain't a cat. It's too heavy! Gotta be a bull-dog!"
He felt a small cut on his chest emblem and noticed a bit of data extracted from him; he managed to open his eyes and was met with one of those four-legged robots, which had assaulted the S. S. Utah days ago.
"W-what the…?" He uttered.
"What are these things doing here?" Nelaus was baffled.
"Give me something to get rid of this thing!" Isaac cursed.
"Battle Chip, Area Steal! Slot In!"
Isaac warped a meter away from the robot and spotted a lot of them crawling out of the side alley and spreading around the city: Isaac tried to shoot at them with his default weapon, but the shots just bounced off them and they didn't seem to care about him.
"A~H!" Various loud shrieks came out from inside the store.
"Damn. One of those things got inside. What do we do? I can't step there just like that: it'd be perverted." Isaac cursed while rolling his eyes.
A crowd ran out through the door and the exhibition window immediately enough, being chased by the four-legged robots.
"What a pervert!" Felicia cursed.
"What a damned pervert!" Roll cursed.
"Battle Chip, Boomerang! Slot In!"
"Beep – beep – beep."
Isaac shot a Boomerang Battle Chip at one of the four-legged robots: it lifted its left front leg, closed its toes and caught it.
"Huh? It dodged!?"
It hurled it back towards Isaac and hit him fully in the torso.
"Oof! This thing can think, then!"
He hit his back against a wall and was partly stuck there.
"Grah! Heart Slash!"
"Winter Storm!"
Roll unleashed her string of hearts towards the robots while Felicia summoned several ice shards, which she threw towards them: the robots merely jumped into the air and landed on top of them.
"Kyah! Get off me, you ugly and heavy things!"
"Monster hentai? Is the culprit a pervert or what?" Felicia cursed.
They took out one small surgical knife and made a cut to each one's chest emblem: they extracted a small bit of data and detached themselves, running away in haste.
"Guys! We've got trouble!" Nelaus was telling Netto and Saito.
"We heard the scandal!" Netto replied.
"What do we do?" Saito asked.
"I'm gonna kick 'em 'round! Blood! Ye stay 'ere!" Sigma announced.
"O. K.!"
Sigma warped into Internet City and headed towards a pack of four of the robots, which quickly turned around to focus on him.
"Hey! You ugly dudes! Wanna brawl? Fight like men! Come at me! Fight!"
The three of them jumped towards Sigma, who quickly swung his gigantic sword around.
"COME AT FULL POWER!"
It was too thick and wide to avoid, so the attack hit the core of all the robots and propelled them towards one of the skyscraper; it was stuck on the wall.
"Hah! Did you like that kickass, vermin?" Sigma taunted.
"Show me your moves!" A familiar voice taunted close by.
Sigma looked backwards and spotted Davis fighting one of the robots with a golden-colored Long Sword Battle Chip.
"Let's blow 'em up!"
Lander shot bullets around to create a cage around the robots thanks to their ricochet properties.
"Hmpf! Go back to the foul Hades pit thee came out from, you demons! Go back to the Labyrith of Amala! Explosion!
Shadow Man threw several fireballs at some robots, but they dodged by jumping and grabbing the walls of close by buildings.
"Damn! Vanish within the foul pit of the Reverse Cyber World, you demons! Fight each other for supremacy in the Voltex World! The "young master" will not show you pity, though! Survival of the fittest!"
"Shadow Man. I don't think this is good moment to use samurai dialect at all... Or to quote SMT3: Nocturne, either…" Dark Miyabi told him.
"Sorry. I got inspired, Miyabi. Better this than annoyed, though, No?"
"We're here!" Blues announced as he ran towards them.
"What's the situation like?" Search Man asked.
"They mainly focus on dodging attacks… They have the tendency to jump into Navis and copy their ID data… If one attacks with a low-power attack which doesn't hurt much, they merely ignore the attacker since the attacks bounce off their armor." Isaac briefed.
"Let's be careful! Or we'll be overrun!" Search Man warned.
"Roger!"
All of the Navis scattered and tried to attack the robots, which insisted on either dodging or attaching to a Navi to copy their ID data before fleeing.
"Grah! They don't want to fight like men, huh?" Sigma cursed.
"Clear out! We're going to bring out the heavy guns." Search Man yelled.
"Dream Sword!"
Blues used the Program Advance's shockwave to try to hit the robots: a lot of them were taken aback by the quick speed and were tossed around by the attack, causing considerable dents on their armored bodies.
"Pick them off!" Search Man instructed.
A loud piercing whistle suddenly echoed around Internet City: the robots stopped doing whatever they were doing and scattered towards the side alley they had come from.
"Let's follow them!" Davis rallied.
They ran towards the spot, but there was a sudden explosion, which held them back; the whole alley was set in fire.
"Damn! They self-destructed?" Blood Shadow assumed.
"No. I don't see any data remains of them. They used this to hold us off while they shut down the Reverse Cyber World pit which they used to come out." Search Man corrected.
"They really are the sneaky type, then." Davis grumbled.
"Hmpf… I'd like to bring out the mighty Thor of the Mantra Army and sweep the floor with them! "Thunder Reign"!" Shadow Man fumed as he sheated his blade.
"Meh! I'll simply tackle 'em outta the way with my muscles!" Sigma grinned and stretched his shoulders.
"Let's not get confident here. They could overwhelm us with numbers for all we know. Let's go report!" Blues commanded.
09:09 AM (Berlin Time)…
"… Oh. Herr General Meta. It is a pleasure to hear from you again."
"You are complimenting me, Herr Präsident."
Schneider was talking with General Meta over the phone while inside of his office: he looked in a very good mood.
"The Nibelungs are a success as well. Next week we're going to test the last batch, the V. Net Navis, and then we'll enter mass production. It'll be entertaining." General Meta announced.
"The Ministry of Industry is snooping around: I would recommend trying to come up with something to divert attention to." Schneider warned.
"Leave it to us. They will end up misled." General Meta assured Schneider while sounding slightly amused.
"Good. Then, we shall speak again, Herr General Meta."
"Auf Wiedersehen."
"Auf Wiedersehen."
Schneider placed the receiver back on the base and stood up: he looked out at the midday panorama of Berlin and chuckled under his breath as he put up a malicious smile.
"Let's call our gentleman."
He picked up the phone and dialed a number.
"Herr G. Is everything running 100% 24/7 over there?"
"Truly, Herr Präsident. Mr. Twilight is working on something to try to make them think he's pulling the strings too: he'll stir up some confusion amongst their ranks."
"Excellent. But don't overwork yourself, either, Herr G."
"Truly. Thank you very much, sir."
"It's nothing, my gentleman. Everything is progressing. Heh, heh, heh."
21:41 PM (Japan Time)…
"… Tomorrow we're going to go see Trill at the HQ and we'll take part in an infiltration VR. Let's see what kind of tricks we'll be able to use this."
"Sure. It'll be fun, as usual."
The twins were chatting in their bedroom that same evening; Saito's Link PET suddenly rang.
"It's Vincent." Blood Shadow automatically announced.
"Let's hear his latest "exploit"." Saito smirked.
"Ajá! Por fin responden, eh? Sepan que en este pueblo hay un nuevo héroe! Su nombre es… Vicente el Rojo!"
"Bueno. Si usted quiere salvar a alguien… Salve al gran pueblo de ese partido pro-yanqui nuevo que pretende causar una revolución yanqui en todo el país! Entonces le ascenderán a Presidente de Méjico!"
"Excelente idea, Caballero! Agárrense! Muy pronto YO seré EL Señor Presidente! Hah, hah, ha~h!"
Both Netto and Saito were about to burst into laughter: they had a vague idea of how the conversation had gone like.
"It began like this… "Aha! You finally replied, huh? You must know that there's a new hero in this village! His name is… Vincent "Red"!" Blood Shadow translated.
"He believes himself a hero this time? He's been drinking too much tequila." Netto chuckled.
"I told him: "Well! If you wanna save someone, save your village from that new pro-Yankee party which pretends to cause a Yankee revolution all across the country! Then you shall be ascended to President of Mexico!"…"
"Next was… "Excellent idea, my Excellent Sir! Brace yourselves! I will soon be THE Mr. President!"… And he exploded into megalomaniac laughter for the sake of no-one!" Sigma chuckled.
"Mwah, hah, hah! He'll be the Mr. President of the Club of Idiots leaded by Whyte's ghost." Netto laughed.
"He Who Resides In BAJA AJAB California Ainrofilac."
Shadow Man popped up from Sigma's large shadow and Blood Shadow fumed before he spotted the wounds on his body.
"The virtual "Talon"…?" He deduced.
"No. The flesh and bone one. I found them snooping in the Professor's old lab: Zero let me know because he's been trying to figure out if Twilight's using the stuff there to store info. He did figure out he's been using it to build up the equivalent to the "System" to control all those ID – equipped weapons… The intruder sensors warned him so he called me. We had a silent exchange and then they dropped down a shaft to be rescued by Zoan Gate Man." Shadow Man explained.
"Hum. I see."
"Where'd you dig that fossil from?" Sigma laughed.
"Don't quote Han Solo next."
"That Solo guy we met a year ago was his evil nephew!"
"Jeez. That Solo guy had nothing to do with Han Solo."
"Nothing to do with Olos Nah." Shadow Man chuckled.
"Sod off." Blood Shadow fumed.
"Delighted. Step-brother Ibayim awaits me on Yavin IV."
Shadow Man chuckled and dived into Sigma's shadow: he chuckled while the twins looked thoughtful and Blood Shadow fumed.
"Let's hit the sack and tell Vadous – san tomorrow." Netto suggested.
"Sure. Sigma! Don't forget to patrol and set up traps! Saito reminded.
"Yeah, yeah. I'm on it, I'm on it… I don't wanna get scolded."
"You better don't. I'll keep watch here so handle the field."
20:55 PM (Mongolia Time)…
"… It'd seem you've found something thanks to the Nibelungs! Isn't that right, Scorpion?"
"Yeah. At last I made sense of all those initials."
Scorpion was talking with a man.
This man was on his late twenties or early thirties and was clean-shaven.
He could be close to a meter and ninety tall.
His hair was blond and his eyes' irises were blue.
He had an athletic profile to him.
He wore the same kind of olive green military attire as Scorpion and Viper.
"It'd seem you've managed to devour the mole! Isn't that right, Cobra?"
"Sod off, Vulture."
Cobra was talking with a Navi about his height and about 3cm shorter than Meta.
He had green eye irises: some green-colored hair emerged from the back of his helmet colored gray.
His shoulders were also spheroids and contained the Cyrillic spelling for "Vulture" in faint golden coloring against the gray color the shoulders had.
Several spiral – like patterns colored white had been carved across his arms and elbows.
He wore the mandatory belt too.
His legs' patterns looked like they climbed upwards instead of descending like in the arms and were colored black instead.
The boots were white in color and had a gray matrix drawn into them.
His emblem was the Cyrillic symbol for "V" set inside of an open beak colored golden.
"Well. Let's sit down and talk it over, shall we?" Scorpion suggested with a poker face.
"Let us do so." Meta smirked.
The six persons, three humans and three Net Navis, sat around their usual conference table.
"As I said, I've managed to identify almost all of the initials which survived the destruction of Atomic Network's server. I'm going to hand the results as PDF files to all of you." Scorpion announced.
Both Viper and Meta engaged their Link PET's holographic screens and read a list of data: their Navis did the same.
"Hum. So… This person… Vadous… He is the head of a powerful organization simply known as the "Sub Space"? Hmmm… Those two Navis, Sigma and Blood Shadow are under his orders… It would appear Vadous is a man with many tricks under his sleeves and that if one dares to challenge him he takes the challenger down in the blink of an eye using his powerful connections… And apparently he and Twilight worked for someone before and have an ongoing rivalry…" Meta read.
"Sounds like it could be a difficult individual to deal with." Viper ventured.
"Hmmm… Where is he located at?" Vulture asked.
"Dunno. There was no data." Cobra replied.
"He's described as a "nomad"… He may like switching countries from time to time to make it harder to trace him…" Meta kept reading.
"Ah! It'd seem that he worked for a Mistress known as Anaya Maria, known as "Ice Queen"… The leader of the whole Japan red light district underworld… He rebelled and got her into prison along with another guy whose name is unknown… A former FBI man helped her escape and hid her, it'd seem… What the heck! This FBI man was the head of the syndicate known as "Deadly Pandora"!" Viper uttered.
"It says that he is connected to powerful people… The list is large…" Bella whistled.
"But wouldn't you know? Do you remember Operation: Double Edge set up by the Secret Service's 4th Department and carried out by us? There was a guy who programmed the Net Navi which was the key component of the operation… When the operation failed, he quit and vanished. It was reported that he'd died… But he didn't." Scorpion smirked while telling the others this piece of information.
"WHAT?" The remaining four presents shouted.
"It was a ploy! He'd prepared everything beforehand. And he ended up leading… Atomic Network." Cobra let out the bombshell.
"But, then… Why would he provoke an earthquake on our territory if he was from our country?" Meta asked.
"He was totally resentful of the Secret Service and the whole military as a whole, so it was his way of saying "screw you morons"..." Scorpion summarized.
"We must make sure to cover our tracks very well. With all the people there are out there looking into our field tests one slight mistake could drive them towards us." Viper warned.
"I agree with Viper – sama." Bella announced.
"We'll make sure to be able to test out the V. Net Navis before we enter mass-production and we sell them to random groups in order to spread fear and terror and confuse them even further." Meta grinned.
"That's an excellent plan. We will be revising the data the FOD collected before their demise and check it with what we have collected from our two raids. We've been able to deploy several "pits" from which we can strike and retreat easily without leaving any trails." Vulture smirked.
"This meeting is concluded, then?" Scorpion asked.
"Yeah. Let's get to work. Viper & Bella: you two should take care of the idiots. We must purge them. Scorpion & Cobra: keep as you were. Vulture and I will be putting the final changes. P. W. must be completed."
The group chuckled or giggled under their breaths…
22:22 PM (Japan Time)…
"… So, Past… After those FOD guys… Who's next?"
"Unmanned weapons, Priest – sama…"
"Unmanned weapons…? Who provides them?"
"Dunno. The Net Police believe the FOD gathered combat data to make them versatile. They suspect someone in Germany but there's nothing solid anywhere: Twilight's involvement into this is murky too."
"Mwroh, hoh, hoh, hoh… They're like TIE fighters and ants."
"No wonder… Seeing their footage…"
"Huh? I'm missing something, AM?"
"I'd known of those for some days, sir."
"What the heck? Why didn't you tell me, then?"
"I did tell you, sir! 3 days, 15 hours and 9 minutes ago."
"Heck. I got engrossed in testing that new simulation and forgot all about that… I thought I was seeing a sci-fi film!"
"Priest – sama…!"
A biker was sitting in a foldable plastic chair in a veranda somewhere and talking through a PET.
This PET's emblem was a blood-red-painted simplistic eye drawing.
This biker was about a meter and sixty or maybe slightly taller.
He was wearing a reddish sleeveless vest, which was open over a black t-shirt plus jeans and sneakers.
They also had a black motorbike helmet with the PET's drawing imprinted on the forehead.
"Sorry, AM. But this project is everything to me."
"But quitting sleep or trying to sleep just 2 hours…!"
"Jeez. You start to sound like a baby-sitter… I'm old enough to know about that! I can tell when I need to rest, yeah!"
"Well, sir! I'd rather say you're stubborn enough, sir."
"Jeez. You win, man. Guess I haven't been serious about my health."
"I apologize for my language, Priest – sama."
"Jeez. You're my pal and not my servant. I don't mind if you try to input useful stuff: it's me who's being annoying and bickering."
"Reclaimer, Reclaimer, Reclaimer… This Ring is MINE!"
"And I forgot to switch off my attempts to imitate 343 Guilty Spark's voice… Jeez. I'm a Halo geek, Past. So that's pretty much a hint of what type of bloke I am." "Priest" sighed.
"Well… It's not my place to…" "Past" argued.
"Don't speak like a lawyer, fellow."
"I apologize, sir. Well. Insofar Twilight has sent that "Talon" to cause trouble to both Dark Miyabi and Shadow Man but nothing else has happened anywhere… My cover keeps on being solid: no – one has begun to suspect anything, sir."
"OK… Fua~h… It is lunchtime here but I'll just have a vegetable sandwich and some orange juice… I've turned vegetarian from time to time: and I should try to put an order to my work-room too… I've got socks scattered at random!" "Priest" sighed.
"So the chatter one year ago about the "Dark Side" and all, sir…?"
"Jeez. I was trying to sound cool and cocky but I SUCK at it."
"But that's because you're pushing yourself, sir."
"Future's Navi, "DM", also agrees on that… Wro~h!"
"Unit B! Quiet!" "AM" commanded.
"Let them be, AM… They're right and I'm the one doing it wrong."
"That's true, Priest – sama, yet…"
"Jeez. Don't come up with "yet", "if" and "but" next… I'm not in the mood to argue back… Go to Downing Street and pretend you're a preview of next year's Halloween party." "Priest" sarcastically replied.
"… Oi, Past… Are you sure Priest – sama in his 30s…?" "Unit B" asked in a hushed tone.
"Well… That was my initial speculation… Guess mid-20s, then… Like that Vadous guy and Twilight…" He whispered back.
"What's that chit-chat 'bout? The Tokyo Exchange got busted?"
"No, sir. As far as I know, it hasn't." "Past" replied.
"Why should it, sir?" The other voice on Priest's end asked.
"Jeez. I'm being sarcastic… Fua~h… Well. Once ya figure out whether Uncle Sam's sponsoring those things or not send me the report and I'll call you back when I feel like it… Need a sandwich, juice and a siesta before resuming work… Stupid wiring… I almost trip with it… Where was my bunk again? Ah! There." He sleepily muttered.
"Roger, Priest – sama."
"AM! Wake me up in an hour's time."
"But, sir… You need further rest than that… You said you expect to be pretty much done by May-June… It isn't February yet! Some hours' rest won't make much of a difference, sir! If you collapse from lack of sleep and of proper eating and need to be hospitalized, sir…!"
"Heck. You're right, yeah. I NEED to take some hours to rest. See ya."
"Huff. Priest – sama's pushing himself too much with his project, whatever that may be about." "Past" sighed.
"Mwro~h… I'll go have a scary nightly chat with Despair Man!"
"The "D" in "DM" doesn't stand for Despair, B!"
"Hah! I'm Bickering! And I summon Brick, my half-brother! Wro~ho~h!"