An unexpected Field Test

MYRIAD:
** He was bored. Bored bored bored. If he were any more bored he would have been Spasm. He looked over to Sonic head inclined, scratching the mut's head. It started licking his hand and he snatched it away. ** Get off Rex. ** He had decided today the dog's name is Rex. Powerful, dogish. He then looked to Sonic, past the lump on the couch who was Spikey. ** Dude do you wanna like. . . go somewhere. Like the fair is in town or something. Could always scope the babes. Get some food. **Ckicking Spikey with an added glare. There was no food in the house, /now/ there wasn't even crumbs. He was a human vaccum. ** And like get to ride rides and shite. I mean there is some thrill knowing. . . ** looking back to the T.V. a smoke dangling from his lips. ** Every 2 weeks they disassemble the damned rides to hike them up somewhere else. Danger baby.

BLACKDAGGER:
~*~ James was /not/ looking forward to this. He walked down the corridors towards Metalic's room, they were to pick up the new HUNTER, teach him the field ropes, something that a chimp could do. Knowing that he was placed as head of this 'project' due to the medical staff advising Scratch he needed to take it slow. He was powered, not to the full, but powered enough to almost make him glow. He walked with sure steps, passing Chamelion in the hall with a polite smile. And paused outside the garage door, raising his hand to open the door. He was slightly nervous, though straightened his posture, and assured himself he was in charge. And that he had control. Wandering through the cars, a faint smile upon his lips as he passes Exit's. Perfect condition. No one questioned how it got there. He liked it that way. ~*~ Metalic we need to go, the newbie is waiting for his field training.

SONIC:
**Standing behind Spasm, he used what sound there was to illuminate his hands and set them beside each side of the pizza boys noggin with an evil grin. The sound of Marks valley voice distracted him and the light shot every which way. The electric pulses sounded as they flew threw the house, hitting the targets they wanted with the appropriate **CRASH** sounds. Resting back up on his knees, he peaks from behind the couch to see Spasm sitting in front of him, rocking to his music............still alive. Standing up, he leaps over the couch, sitting next to Mark. Petting Shag Da Dogg, he leans back** Sure, I'm up for that. My bike's tuned, we can take that.

METTALIC:
A quarter turn outta do it *after the minor adjustment he straddles the bike, turns the key and revs it up repeatedly, his entire attention focused on the sound...after several minutes he turns it off* Damn thing is still off *he steps back from the bike, eyeing it* Whats wrong with you baby? *he grabs a nearby rag and wipes the grease off of the wrench and moves back in to fix the bike..rarely did he return to base, if he could help it...it wasn't his favorite place to be... he only returned when he need clean clothes, a good american beer, or to fix the Harley.....only two things really meant anything to him, the two things he kept with the utmost care, his guitar and his bike....everything else came second, even GUARD..he looks up breifly as he hears the sound of approaching footsteps* damn, already? *He mutters softly to himself as he once more reaches through to do another minor adjustment...only acknowledging Blackdagger as he speaks* Yeah, hold on a sec *He stands, wiping his grease smeared hands on a rag and once more starts the bike, this time she gives a low throaty growl a smile of delight crosses his face as he revs her up* Listen to her purr *wether the comment is directed to himself or James doesn't matter, he revs it a few more times then shuts her down, wipes off a few grease smears and turns towards Blackdagger, a look almost like dissapointment crosses his face* Yeah I guess we gotta go

GAUGE:
*Sitting at the foot of his neatly put together, square-cornered bed, Gauge began to think. About his past, his present, the future he was about to embark on. He thought of faint memories of his father, the way he ran out on him and his mother and sister, and the way he himself ran out on them fourteen years later.* I wonder what this is gonna be like... *he muttered to himself, scratching the top of his head but not stopping the nervous itch because of his thickly matted hair. Looking around the room he was given, he saw nothing that remotely reflected who he really was. In fact, he couldn't remember EVER seeing anything that remotely reflected who he really was.* Sure is empty around here... *he noticed out loud, and standing up, he walded over to the vanity, spit on the mirror, and punched it with all his strength. Ignoring the blood running from his open knuckles and down his hand,* now THERE'S a little bit of a homely feel! *hearing a knock at his door, he spins around slowly, his back still mostly towards the door still, his head cocked with a suspicious smile crossing his mouth* who is it?

BLACKDAGGER:
~*~ He wandered down the hall way and was about to knock on the door when he heard a loud crash. He looked at Metalic, having said nothing much to him the rest of the time that he was miandering through the hall, and looked back at the door to hear that errie sing-song voice inquire who was there. He sleared his throat and said in a very strudy tone ~*~ James and Micheal here to take you to do some field testing. ~*~ He gave Metalic an unsure shrug, still not knowing what to think of Micheal, let alone the new guy. Another phrase floated from his lips. ~*~ I heard a crash, are you okay?

METALLIC:
*almost listlessly he follows James through the hallways up to the new guys room....he didn't even know who this guy was, or what his powers were...yea, he had been given the papers, but he never read them....he practiced a new riff instead....if he had his way he would probably be out on the road right now the throttle wide open as he dodged between traffic....he might 'officaly' be a part of GUARD, but did he ever have a choice?...it was either that, or a runner...and at least this way he got paid to do what he wanted....his annual reports usually listed him as beligerant, non-conformist, and rebellious....but, when they actually gave him a job he did it....the rest of the time he just found gigs to play in.....as they stand at the door he hears the crash of glass, a smile plays on his lips...that was a sound he knew well...in fact the last sound he heard as he walked out on his last girlfriend..he chuckles lightly as James asks about the noise but other than that remains silent*

MYRIAD:
** Mark pointed to Sonic with his smoke and beamed ** I knew that thing would come in handy m'amigo. Lets ride, I drive ** Leaping from the couch, startling poor old Pooch and almost racing to Sonic's Realm of the Lair. He waited of course for his pal, checking his wallet. 150 bucks should be enough. He tilted his head to the side with a play-ful grin** So you're gonna be my bitch right? **Refering to the placement of seating on the bike. His smile faded just a bit as he thought about how the bike was aquired. ** You know I miss that Rock bitch. I really do. ** Almost confident that he could tell Sonic most anything and have him take it seriously. First the wind goddess was moving out of the Lair, and Rocky was gone, Geoff on 'vacation' with the purple haired mute. . . Sonic had become his TV watching partner in crime. **

SONIC:
My ass, you drive. You gave the hot bike to moi, hence the thing, that I fixed, is just that. Mine. So, this equals ME being the pimp and you ma' bitch, prep. **They make there way over to the garage entrance** Later Hugo, see ya Mooch. **He dicided to have the two of them decide which was which. Walking through the entrance, he makes his way past his set and over to a white cocoon. He stripped back the cover to expose a blue and white motor bike with a Sonic on the gas tank, a logo of Team Sonic written below it. Opening the garage door he turns to Mark** Ready?

GAUGE:
I, I... I'm fuckin fine! *walking over to open the door, he raises his hand to wipe a bead of nervous sweat from his brow, unknowingly smearing his own blood across his forehead. Before opening the door, he tightens the knot in the flannel around his waist, and straightened his old leather jacket. Making sure he was looking up to his grungy standards, Gage pushed the button to open his room door. Seeing James and Micheal, he got a smug grin on his face and jerked his chin slightly upwards,* Sup?

BLACKDAGGER:
** He lowered his gaze from the door and to the smaller man in front of him. The first things that came from his mouth. ** I don't know where you were trained but . . .boy.. you are on the clock, and under my command. There will be no swearing, and you will adress me as -Sir-. A hard earned title. I won't mind beating the snot out of you if you dis-obey. ** He sounded just like those authority figures he despised at this age. He still bore his pale blue gaze down at Gauge, like a pair of dagers spun in ice. ** You mess up out here you /will/ die. ** Turjning to Metalic not at all pleased with his smirk about the shattering glass. Saying ** And you I know you know the ropes, I don't want to have to drag two carcasses back to the base. ** This mission was supposed to be relaxing? He felt like he was baby sitting two renegade Metalica members. He still kept his resolve throughout it all and moved quietly towards the hall, giving Gauge enough room to sneak out. Adding over his shoulder. ** If you do not respect me, and my seniority I will see what I can do to have to transported to Greenland, where if you dis-obey you can sleep in the snow. ** Knowing the pair would mock him later he was right. He could not allow a new hot-head and an old hot-head to put themselves in danger. He didn't need another blemish on his record. Whomever designed the roster was toast when he returned. **

MYRIAD:
~*~ This was the first time that Mark had seen the bike, all fixed up. It in one word was . . . sweet. He gawked at it for a moment and tossed his smoke still lit back into the hall. The place could burn for all he cared, taking Spasm and that little dog too. He didn't argue about who drove, instead he clamoured on the bike, ** Oh Sonic baby, I can't wait to feel your rippling pecs under my hot and heavy grasp. ** He mocked. He wouldn't let sonic drive that easiy. He cocked his head, tossed aside his helmet, and waited for the little punk to get on the bike. ** You know man one thing that scares me about this, the carnies. ** He mocked shuddered** Dude they all look fine til they open their mouth and you can see they are all trailer park trash and imbred. And none of them brush. It's sick. ** Just chit-chatting as per usual, being the generally annoying over talkitive teenager he was. He bounced a few times on the bike admireing still saying ** Man the cops won't even know it was theirs. ** Unsure if he even told Sonic /where/ he had aquired such a lovely piece of machinery, but now the kid knew. He smiled and chuckled. ** Prep? Heh better than still being the new kid.

METTALIC:
*the smirk is still on Micheals face as Gauge opens the door but it quickly vanishes as James starts reaming out the newbie then turns to him* you won't * His tone level as he looks over the new guy....this one has too much attitude, and he hasn't yet earned the right to have it...besides, newbies with attitude tended to die a whole lot quicker and he sure wasn't going to have one die on his shift...he shakes his head as he looks Gauge over* nah, Greenlands too easy... especially if 'She' gets sent back there...there is no need for him to mention who 'she' is, most of the males on base regarded her the same way, at least once they were away from her influence....* Send him to rebuild the American base, a little hard labour might do him some good *for now he will act what he is, Gauges superior, at least he is in time....however he keeps having that little problem of repeated demotions for insubordination come up everytime he is eligible for rank...not that he really cares...rank just means more responsibility*

SONIC:
**He elbowed Mark quickly in the ribs** 'ey, you see that thing behind you? It's called a grapple bar, grab that instead of me. If you lose your balance I don't want you to take me with you. BY the way, you realize that I'm not quite the new one anymore. You forgot about the Leather Sitting Spud in there. **Autumn jumped up and kicked the bike, purring at the start** I've only drivin this thing a couple times. Im hoping to perfect my skill when I get a license. **He leveled the bike and pushed off the ground, resting his legs on the side, jetting off**

GAUGE:
*Not the least bit surprised by the angry demeanor demonstrated by the clean cut muscle man in front of him. Still looking at James,* Predictable... *began to brush past James and Micheal, kind of nodding towards Micheal and walking on down the corridor,* what's your names, if you don't mind a snot-nosed punk like myself knowing something like that. *Still walking down the hall, singing Down by the Bay, he looks at every single door with a phony curiosity.* This is going to be simple *he thought to himself as he looked back to see if they were following. Seeing that they were, he turn around and kept walking. Everything was too neat, to orderly, Gauge almost wished for something chaotic to happen.* So what are we going out to do? Blow shit up? Break stuff? What? Tell me! *Not giving either of them any time to answer but still becoming impatient, he stopped and looked at them.*

MYRIAD:
Woah woah woah you don't have a lis ** His words were lost under the roar of the bike as it thundered through the yard and down the street. He held tightly to the grappler bar and tried to enjoy the 20 minute ride. They rode until the lights and sounds of the fair were present. He smiled h in the scent of cotton candy and girls screaming to get some of Mark's special candy. They slowed and parked and Mark hopped off the bike. ** Man you aren't that bad. . . for the new guy. ** HE didn't care if they were in their 80's and Sonic was there for all that time, he would not give this up until prep was erased from his name. He dismounted and said tilting his head** Dude you are just gonna leave your bike? ** He then quickly made a copy of himself in a flash of light, as a few people gawked. he threw his hands in the air and his clone did the same saying at the same time ** What never seen a guy replicate himself before? Shite.

BLACKDAGGER:
~*~ As the boy sneaked past him he lashed out his arm with UNnatural speed, Gripping his shoulder with a firm and near hostile grip. His power fueled with the life force. His words like icecicles, and his brow furrowed. ** Don't cuss again, you keep this up we'll go nowhere. ** He tightened his grip just that much and let go, more than likely leaving the youth with a nice handprinted bruise the next morning. Fully prepared for anything, more words, even a swing. He stood there watching, using every drop of power he had asorbed to analyse everything. The kid was stupid, but he hoped not too dumb to do anything that would land him in the hospital. He said then quickly ~*~ We will not blow things up or break anything. . .we are going to the fair. ~*~ Nodding towards Metalic with his eyes never leaving Gauge, signaling him that they were ready to teleport ~*~

SONIC:
**He walked beside Mark, looking every which way. People stormed by them, as just as many made their way through the gates, they went around the detectors, and into the happy happy land of the fair. The fairgrounds were packed. The ground could barely be seen with the trampling of feet and the garbage that littered the ground. In front of them were two aisles with grass in the middle and palm trees. The left held all the rides and parlor games, with the vendors hanging half way out the booth to get people to play the games** So, what's your poison?

GAUGE:
*Angered by Blackdagger's action but not enough to disrespect his superior to the point of hitting him, shrugged the assaulted shoulder a couple of times, glowered and stood his ground.*You know, for just meeting a guy, you're pretty not all that cool. *Again tries to walk away, but figures that maybe just maybe the other two would better know where they might be headed. He had an entire fight sequence going on in his head, what would he do if Blackdagger were to get provoked enough to attack him? Fight him off? Fight him back? Just take the beating? He wasn't sure. Micheal hadn't said a thing, but he could tell by looking at him that they could get along okay. James was an entirely different story. He seemed too into his position in GUARD, but why did he act so disturbed? Gauge wanted to know what made James tick.*

METALLIC:
*he lets Gauge brush by him,then rolls his eyes, casting a glance at James....there is definatley going to be some conflicts here....he then turns to watch the kids reaction, waiting to see if maybe he should interfere in something .....but he can see that the newbie has at least some common sense...for now anyhow.....not bothering to answer any of Gauges questions he throws one of his own out* How old are you kid? *Micheal uses his powers and a quiet voice whispers in Gauges ear, a sound which only he can hear*~Lay off the attitude or he's gonna turn you into hamburger before the night is through and I ain't gonna stop him~ *he had had the same attitude when he came, he still did...to an extent anyhow....at least James was giving the kid a chance, his primary instructor had just beaten the crap outta him, along with some of the attitude, at leat the public display*

MYRIAD:
** He beamed as a godess, a blonde one working at the wax hand booth smiled towards her customers.** She could poison me anytime. I dunno, roller coaster? A spiney-go-pukey ride, ** He looked at the lines and groaned, and instead tugged Sonic along to the hall of mirrors. Where they line was non-existant. ** Man after this lets get some food dude. Food is like a good thing you see, something my thin ass body has been deprived of too long. ** As if on cue his stomach rumbled and he grinned. ** Need I say more? ** He hoped up the stairs and went into the massive maze, which was one of the parks largest sites. The largest mirror maze in america. Looking at his reflections in the mirror shining. ** Look it's me and mee and meeee. . . been there done that. ** looking back to Sonic who he assumed was close behind. **

BLACKDAGGER
** James instead of waiting for Guage to answer teleported them well inside of the fairgrounds, behind some of the generators, where a few teens were necking. He ignored them completly, looking towards his 'watch'. He started his job. ~*~ First things first, always check your scanner to see if these kids here are RUNners, ~*~ He looked as a blip formed to his suprise, stopping midsentance. He watched for a long moment until it was scrambled, and his watchface turned from the radar back to a rolodex. His long blonde hair bound halfway down his back, turned in a fluid motion as he nodded to Metalic to check his scanner, and Gauge to do the same. ~*~ You see this, this is not a good thing. ~*~ Using the internal com uplink he contaacnted HQ == Blacke here, what is the status on the Fairgrounds at == Giving the coords, and waiting for a response. A familiar voice echoing in his mind. == Wile here, there is UNnaturals in your vicinity, to your left and in a large structure. We are having troubles with the read-out, Omit here thinks that it has something to do with reflections of our transmition. . .I guess hall of mirriors. Next time try checking your scanner. == James didn't want to take the time to explain what was happening instead he nodded at Metalic who he was assured heard the message on his in com as well. He then looked around the corner carefully, and back at Metalic. ~*~

METTALIC:
*As they appear on the fairgrounds he automatically looks down at his wrist, locating the familiar beep almost as soon as Blackdagger..he knows his job, and when its time for it.. he will act* reading confirmed * he never used honorifics...except with Scratch, and lately Warpole...he was treading extremely light around Pole lately...he glances over to the left, instantly spieing the building from which the readings seem to be coming then glances over at Black*....you want the front door or the back? *he hadn't actually expected to find any runners today, after all it was a standard training ops, usually they tried to avoid hotbeds for the first few...just to burn the jitters out of the rookies..with this thought he looks over at Gauge and sighs..he then pulls a coin out of his pocket* You call on who gets the rookie? *..and flips the coin in the air..he deftly catches it and flips it onto the back of his hand waiting for your call......he removes his hand to reveal heads*

SONIC:
**He grinned slightly** Yeah, this power of yours has definetly been made for a vain soul. **Sonics body already was glowing from the intense music shining down from the 2 foot speakers around the maze** Man, this place was MADE for us. **He walked toward Mark, and ran into a mirror. He turned to find another one, and found another wall. Three more were to his right.** Dammit prep, where you be? Let's get out and use our lives for a purpose. There's a lot more to see.

MYRIAD:
** He smiled and yelled over the music then ** I 'be' over here. ** He said waving his reflections doing the same. Just then a mechevious grin ebbed over his face and a few flashes of light later, there were three of him standing in the same place. He nodded saying ** You know what to do. ** What was the fun of having powers if you can't fuck with people's minds? He wandered through the maze, back towards Sonic's voice, his scanning blocker beeping a small light silently in his pocket. Cleverly disguised as a pager, though utterly useless. Aside from that why would anyone want to page him he usually sat in the Lair doing nothing. **

GAUGE:
*Thoroughly confused as to what was going on around him, Gauge pretended he was on the same page as the other two. He looked down at his watch as well, which was really just a watch, not knowing that he really didn't have even an inkling of knowledge. Walking up next to Metallic and just out of whispers reach from Blackdagger,* I didn't know he was going to react like that... why is he so angry? *He looked out into the amusement area in the Fair, wondering why the three of them had come here and really wanting to know what James was talking to Wile about. Looking straight at Micheal, he dropped his lower jaw and shrugged both arms out to the side, as if to say, okay... what the Hell?

BLACKDAGGER:
~*~ James offered a small smile towards Metalic, not looking back ,instead saying ~*~ I'll take the newbie, you head around back, the exit. And I'll take it from the front. Gauge, watch, don't stop to take notes just remember. ~*~ His adreniline was pulsing. James looked back towards Gauge who seemed to have a blank look on his face. So he quietly explained, with a very even quiet tone still glancing occasionaly around the corner. ~*~ The 'watch' you were given on Grad night from the acadamy, as horrible as it looked it is actually a scanner, to locate UNnatural DNA, via satalite link, you press the 'set' button, and it dispays a radar of the area. ~*~ It sounded like something right out of a text book. ~*~ I guess you slept in that 2 month course. ~*~ He smiled knowing several people who had. Saying in the same cool collective tone ~*~ When the blips are red that means a RUNner is in the area, green it is one of the GUARD, and since those RUNners have had Ei-Que on their side, read her file when you get the chance, she has made all sorts of gidgets to scramble our scanners, to locate us. ~*~ He lowered to a kneel, nodding for Metalic to go around back. ~*~ Which makes our job all the harder. This means when you see a scrambled screen a RUNner is there, but you can't locate right where. ~*~ He withdew a knife from his glove, with blinding speed. It seemed as if it were simply in his hand the whole time. He examined it and placed it in his belt loop. ~*~ Always check your weapons, and ammo, and always expect some freaky sh.. . crap ~*~ He allowed another smirk to dance across his face. It had been how long since there had been a real fight. ~*~

SONIC:
**He peered around the maze, seeing 50 more then there were seconds ago** You know, you jack off and have fun in here. I'll meet you *WHAM* outside. *He had to feel around for a couple moments before he could reach into another hall** Fuck it. This is the WORST LOOKING attration I've ever been in. **Aiming his fist forward, he glows and slams his fist through a mirror, exposing the side of the maze. He saw a few stares and all he could do was smile and respond** This place just aint under code. **he drops down and makes his way to the front. **COME ON!!!! WHILE IM STILL NEW!!!!

METTALIC:
*A smile crosses his face as Black volunteers for babysitting duty.......with a sigh he tips his wrist so that Gauge can see his 'watch'...hoping that Gauge can at least understand what the blips mean* You started on his bad side from the start...he's a hard ass, but he's good...so watch him and learn...*he pulls out his gun, checks it, then reholsters it and heads around to the back of the building..words echo almost eerily in Gauges ear as mettalic steps out of sigh* ~Keep your head down and your ass covered~ *Seeming almost casual, he walks around to the back of the building and stands by the back door, as if waiting for a friend to exit.... while he waits for the signal*

BLACKDAGGER:
*Noticing as James caught himself from cussing, Gauge let out an almost silent laugh* Good save, chief! *Remembering that he HAD, in fact, been taught about the watch scanners, he began to think of how stupid anyone else would have felt. Anyone ELSE. He understood that being a part of GUARD, however dangerous sometimes, had to be learned with hands on trial and error. Since this wasn't exactly a life threatening mistake given the situation, Gauge wasn't really worried that it had happened. He just jotted it down in his memory for later use. He looked down, pressed a button on the side of his scanner, and tried to read the scrambled signal* What the F- *looking at James* heck? *He knelt beside James, looking in his face and awaiting orders, knowing that at any moment hell could break loose.* So, what are we gonna do? Wasn't it YOU who said we're not gonna blow sh- stuff up? *He tighted the flannel and pulled a small silver medallion out of his boot, looked at it and rubbed it, then put it back. *What ever we're doing, let's do it...

BLACKDAGGER:
** James blinked as the side of the hall of mirrors colapsed in a loud boom. Blinking towards Gauge and simply jaunting towards the area, to see low and behold Sonic. A smile danced over his lips as the kid simply yelled at the top of his lungs, about being new or some gibberish. He then nodded slowly folding his arms over his chest. Saying to Guage ~*~ That my friend is a R.U.N.ner, Sonic. . . ~*~ About to say more, and halfway trying to explain you /should/ give them time to give up, he clicked on his internal com, saying to Metalic. == I have one in front visual Sonic, check inside if there are any more. == With that he turned to Gauge, a small smile on his lips, and flicked his eyes quickly back to Sonic, wondering if the unfortunate youth would even know he was being confronted by Hunters. A crowd already was gawking and staring at the chaos that Sonic had created. All he knew was that Sonic saw him as another face in the crowd. ~*~

MYRIAD:
** Mark heard the loud crash and made his clones dissapear completely. Rolling his eyes and calling after Sonic ** Dude that's why they made doors. ** Wandering through the rest of the maze, the trick here to look at the floor, not the mirrors, stumbling out the back, a few moments later, hopeing to re-join his pal at the front. **

METTALIC:
*hearing the signal he begins to move in..when much to his surprise out walks exactally what he was looking for.....a smile plays along his lips as he activates his com, *~got another coming out the back way...name of..he winces...as he tries to recall the name, maybe he should keep up on the files.....uhmm, Myriad I think~ *he moves in closer to Mark, waiting to see if another will follow him out of the mirror house..knowing full well that he won't be recognized....very few runners knew him..and he wasn't the sort on would take for a hunter either*