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Neo Static: What May Be, What Might Be, What It Is VI

Darius and Twofeathers were resting against a tree; well more like Darius was resting while Twofeathers seemed to fly from branch to branch looking for a particular roost that seemed comfortable. It was spring in New York City and Central Park was lovely this time of the year. Darius had only been here once before but that was New Year's and he really didn't have time to enjoy it due to the circumstances that were happening at the time.

"Damn it to hell," Twofeathers replied.

"Just get some shut eye will ya," Darius told her. '"We've got a big job to do tomorrow."

"How bout a big job right now," Max said, sending Darius out of his slumber.

"What the hell?"

Max was hovering one metre off the ground before them. "I got a job for you guys."

"Sweet!" Twofeathers stated. "But, who the frak are you?"

"This is Max," Darius told her.

"Max?" she repeated. "You mean the Max?"

"The one and only," Max answered. "And I need your help... Well, not me but some people that are going to need some help."

"You don't need to explain anything to me," Darius stated. "I'm in."