04-26-2007, 01:25 PM
"Curses..." Zepyr said, looking around, leaning on his staff, which emitted a constant beam of energy from one end. His features were fox-like and grey, and his body armor resembled something vaguely japanese; all flat plates and panels. He walked forward, looking around the tiny section of the net he was in. His one hand was ever-tense around the shaft of his weapon, ready to defend himself at a moment's notice.
"What is it?" Alex, his operator, called. Alex was a thin, pale boy with small glasses and long, brown hair. He stared into the screen of his hatchet-like PET, slightly tense.
"Looks like whatever hot tip on a fight you got fell through... there's nothing here but wasted data..." Zephyr called back, continuing to shuffle through the network paths.
"Well that kinda sucks..." Alex said, his hand in his pocket, fiddling with the chips he kept there. "I was looking to pick a fight..." he muttered as he started to relax.
"Me too Alex... Me too..." Zephyr said, continuing to walk, his armor clanking slightly. "Maybe if we keep looking, we'll get lucky..."
"What is it?" Alex, his operator, called. Alex was a thin, pale boy with small glasses and long, brown hair. He stared into the screen of his hatchet-like PET, slightly tense.
"Looks like whatever hot tip on a fight you got fell through... there's nothing here but wasted data..." Zephyr called back, continuing to shuffle through the network paths.
"Well that kinda sucks..." Alex said, his hand in his pocket, fiddling with the chips he kept there. "I was looking to pick a fight..." he muttered as he started to relax.
"Me too Alex... Me too..." Zephyr said, continuing to walk, his armor clanking slightly. "Maybe if we keep looking, we'll get lucky..."