"Guess we should," said Mar.
Meanwhile, PyroMan was checking data about recent fights the PET had recorded. He started wondering how he was always taking so much damage so easily and almost nothing of him possesed defensive properties, I should tell him to customize something else besides my Buster and my Memory...
Alistair Lorne strode inside lobby vestablue, feeling Yamaki hover behind his left shoulder. His PET hung loose around his neck. One hand was fished inside his Battle Chip satchel, finger tips grazing the Synchro chip, tweezing it between the index and thumb. His other rested against his belt with the thumb hooked into the belt loop. Cold air filtered against his stormcoat, flapping the tail. Another two steps and he paused.
Yomaki leaned close and whispered, "Are you ready for this?"
Alistair stiffened. "Of course."
"Last time you weren't married. Last time I heard you would swear not to have children. And last mission, you held no secrets."
"I know what I can lose. It kept me from getting caught for five years. And who are you to talk marraige, Mr. Fiance?"
Alistiar could vision Yomaki's distinct smile. "Her names Vinessa. She wants us to have a small dinner after this."
The information and greeting desks encompassed the lobby's center. Flanking them were five automatic doors with vivid color stripes, labeled in white blocky letters, the one in green--the door to the booster--sat leftwards away from the desks. Part of the low ceiling contributed to another floor sealed off by railings. Two security officers rest in close proximity, hats bent awkwardly to hide their faces.
Allistair crossed towards information; Yomaki to the Greeting.
Behind her desk, a workaholic-faced woman fussed in front of a monitor. Attatched to her coat pocket rest an I.D. bage clipped with brass buttons, complete with name, barcodes, and description. Anna Worth. In the picture she seemed more lax, the knots of brown hair smooth at shoulder length, her blue eyes were glazed by the lighting.
"Good afternoon and welcome to the Netbase, Information Desk, Anna Worth." She burbled.
Alistair scratched at the Synch chip. "I'm here to oversee a project stationed here."
"Which scientist?"
"Dr. Jessup or Jess. He's the head for the Navi Booster."
Anna's fingers left her keyboard and rolled over a telephone. "I.D."
Alistair pulled out his Synch chip. His PET stammered awake. "Yours will do nicely Anna."
The desk clerk scrunched at him for a moment. Before she could ask, Alistair activated the Digital Generators installed outside the grounds, and readied his PET in one hand. Auspex waddled about inside his cage, anxious to get out, and anxious to bind with his OP.
'Let's do this.'
"Synchronicity Chip in." Alistair shouted.
OOC: Well, Gun won't be able to make it here for awhile. so we can either wait for him to come back or continue till he gets back. What's it gonna be?
OOC: I don't know, I'm fine with both choices, I can tell him whatever happened here shortened if he gets lost.
And we can easily continue without him as we can make both Mar and Shadow decide to go straight home and not go to Sir Grave's.
And Marine isn't interwined with our path. I'll rather have you to decide x3
OOC:
DragonMasterX Wrote:I'll rather have you to decide x3
Yeah, then he'll be angry at me.
IC:
"Well, let's just go back to my place." Shadow said, "If that dagger earlier was an attempt at us then they're probably watching the school, or have it infiltrated." Shadow added with a bit of paranoia.
"WHOOT!! PARTY AT SHADOW'S!"
"Shutup Slash." Shadow said.
*Time skip to the house*
"Well, this is it." Shadow said as he opened the door to his house, "Make yourself at home, my mom probably won't be back for hours so we got the place to ourselves." He went to a door with a large Stop sign hanging on it "And this," He opened the door, the room inside was a bit cluttered with magazines lying on the floor, a few frames hung on the wall holding a few chips in them and a large computer with Slash's cradle hooked up to it, "Not much but it gets the job done." He said as he hooked Slash in, the Navi appearing on the computer screen, "Plug in Pyroman and we'll see if we can't find anything."
OOC:
Shadowknight Wrote:DragonMasterX Wrote:I'll rather have you to decide x3
Yeah, then he'll be angry at me.
Okay okay. We both wanted to continue. Better?
IC:
Mar grinned as he followed Shadow, he looked around the room, "Dang. My mom forces me to clean, you sure are lucky budeh!" he chuckled to his own thought, "Nice looking PC, surely looks better than mine, heh."
"You don't have PC," PyroMan added.
"IT's on repairs," said Mar.
"Guess who broke it."
"It's your fault for putting that creepy clown wallpaper on my desktop! I wouldn't have tried to bash it down otherwise!" Mar said in defense.
PyroMan rolled his eyes, "Better Jack In, you are embarrassing yourself."
"Ack- right... Jack-In, PyroMan, execute," Mar plugged the PET and sent PyroMan inside the PC, soon he appeared besides Slash, sitting.
The young boy sighed, then looked on his friend, "Do we go to Wanabe Area then? I bet we can get information if we visit the Cyber Cafe there."
"Sure," Shadow said, "But promise me you won't hurt my computer, I kinda like it."
"Shadow you go some mail," Slash said, "it's from Matt and Hellgunam.exe. He says he wants a rematch with you, and that he'll do whatever to get one."
"Send a reply telling him to leave me alone, he knew the rules of that fight before we started it." Shadow turned towards Mar, "We challenged eachother to a match for our rarest chip, Slash decimated his Navi and he's been a baby about it ever since asking for a rematch." Shadow explained what was going on before Mar had asked.
"Okay response sent, Pyroman, follow me to my homepage." Slash said as he entered a small portal. He arrived in his hompage a second later, stepping off the portal and onto a remake of a football field, complete with two goalposts and some random image data of a few players, "Hope you don't mind football."
PyroMan followed Slash to the home-page and teleported to it using a warp point. When he reached, he headed next to his navi friend, "Are you kidding? I love football!"
Mar looked on Shadow after hearing the story about that NetBattler, "Well, people cherish their ownings. They don't really like to give them up," he then grinned, "That's what so satisfying about winning against a guy like that."
Shadow started laughing a bit, "Nice, most people think battling for a prize isn't right but it makes it funner. Plus it's a great way to increase your collection."
"It's also banned by official netbattling rules," Slash said.
"I know, but they can't turn me in without turning themselves in so it's safe enough as long as you know who to challenge." Shadow looked at his computer screen, "I've never gone to Wanabe before, so I don't have the address for that place yet. You two'll have to walk it."
"Fine by me. It'd be nice to do a little virus busting along the way." Slash said, stretching his arm as he stepped into the portal that connected to the internet.
"Or we could use my link," Mar said.
"Yeah! We can link pages!" PyroMan said to Slash, "Want a banner? We can jump from one page to another, besides, Mar's home-page is next to Wanabe!"