Dexter stepped down from the curb; he didn't even bother looking to see if any cars where approaching and for that matter he didn't care. He strolled with purpose, making a bee line for the diner. His eyes not leaving the window at all.
A car jammed on the brakes and honked the horn at him.
Dexter raised the middle finger of his right hand in the driver's direction, without even batting an eyelash.
"Dex," Angsty stated as she ran up to him. "It looks like you've seen a ghost."
20140603
20140602
No Stubble, No Trouble
The sink faucet ran.
Max had his hands on the sink, leaning forward and looking in the mirror. He turned his head sideways, his eyes maintaining contact with the mirror, and stared at his chin. His left hand stroked his cheek and it was smooth like a baby's bottom.
"Hmmm," escaped his lips.
He had been going for three days straight with no sign of a five o'clock shadow on his face. And this was perplexing.
Max had his hands on the sink, leaning forward and looking in the mirror. He turned his head sideways, his eyes maintaining contact with the mirror, and stared at his chin. His left hand stroked his cheek and it was smooth like a baby's bottom.
"Hmmm," escaped his lips.
He had been going for three days straight with no sign of a five o'clock shadow on his face. And this was perplexing.
20140601
Breakfast of Champions
Max ate a hearty breakfast: eggs, bacon and a side order of maple syrup sausages, as well. His stomach was thankful for the meal since it seemed he hadn't eaten in ages. The waitress was in the process of bringing over a freshly brewed coffee to pour in his cup.
Frank was sipping his coffee while reading the morning paper. Max's eyes caught the headlines: KIMYE WEDS, RUSSIA PRESIDENT SAYS THIS IS ONLY THE BEGINNING, AMBER ALERT: TWO GIRLS STILL MISSING PRESUMED TAKEN.
"So, what's the deal?" Max asked between bites.
"Eat up and we'll catch you up on what's been happening," Frank replied, much like a father to a child who had been having a nightmare.
Frank was sipping his coffee while reading the morning paper. Max's eyes caught the headlines: KIMYE WEDS, RUSSIA PRESIDENT SAYS THIS IS ONLY THE BEGINNING, AMBER ALERT: TWO GIRLS STILL MISSING PRESUMED TAKEN.
"So, what's the deal?" Max asked between bites.
"Eat up and we'll catch you up on what's been happening," Frank replied, much like a father to a child who had been having a nightmare.
20140531
Wake Me Up Before You Go-Go
Max eyes flickered open, like the wings of a butterfly revealing the iris.
"Max-ay," Frank said as he stood over him. "Welcome back, you magnificent bastard!"
As he sat up and got his bearings once again, Frank handed him a cup of coffee.
"Knew you'd need this when you got up there, big guy." Frank cracked a smile, a genuine smile, unlike the smile of a shark. "I bet you're hungry."
And he was.
Hungry like a wolf.
Then the refrain "Do do do do do do do dodo dododo dodo" kicked in his head and he chuckled.
Angst skipped in from the other room; she was giddy with glee upon seeing Max sitting up on the edge of the cot, sipping a coffee.
"MAX!" she shouted as she tackled him and they went sprawling over the cot and onto the floor, spilling coffee about the place.
"Angst!" Frank scolded. "Come on, you know he's not one hundred percent."
"But Frankie," she pleaded. "It's him, it's Max!"
"Max-ay," Frank said as he stood over him. "Welcome back, you magnificent bastard!"
As he sat up and got his bearings once again, Frank handed him a cup of coffee.
"Knew you'd need this when you got up there, big guy." Frank cracked a smile, a genuine smile, unlike the smile of a shark. "I bet you're hungry."
And he was.
Hungry like a wolf.
Then the refrain "Do do do do do do do dodo dododo dodo" kicked in his head and he chuckled.
Angst skipped in from the other room; she was giddy with glee upon seeing Max sitting up on the edge of the cot, sipping a coffee.
"MAX!" she shouted as she tackled him and they went sprawling over the cot and onto the floor, spilling coffee about the place.
"Angst!" Frank scolded. "Come on, you know he's not one hundred percent."
"But Frankie," she pleaded. "It's him, it's Max!"
20140530
Gathering Of Dragons
Dexter stepped down from the curb and crossed the street. He headed to the Diner and saw Wraith sitting at the booth, sipping what he presumed was tea. He hadn't seen her since the Brownstone incident a few months back and a smile cracked that face of his when he spotted her.
"Dex," Angst said as she approached him. "What's going on?"
"Just got here myself, Angsty," he replied. "Don't know who put up the Bat Signal but it went out on all frequencies."
"Well, whatever it is," Frank interjected. "We'll soon find out."
"Dex," Angst said as she approached him. "What's going on?"
"Just got here myself, Angsty," he replied. "Don't know who put up the Bat Signal but it went out on all frequencies."
"Well, whatever it is," Frank interjected. "We'll soon find out."
20140529
Prelude
1 1 0 1 0
[ op | rs | rt | rd |shunt| funct] R-type
[ op | rs | rt | address//immediate] I-type
[ op | target address//insert] J-type
project: initiated. send device.
//one eight zero one//
10: activate
20: go to 10
Time: March, 19, 1801
Place: London, England
Stephan du Mauriette strolled along the street when he heard what appeared to be a ripping, tearing sound.
He stopped and saw a flash of light coming from an alleyway. His curiosity piqued he approached the alleyway with slight caution.
His eyes widened in unknown discovery at the device sitting there.
20140527
One Document of One
TOP SECRET
EYES ONLY
ONE DOCUMENT OF ONE.
to: DIRECTOR
BURN AFTER READING.
STASIS TEAM ENTERED VORTEX, ENCOUNTERED ANOMALY.
STASIS TEAM RETRIEVED PARCEL.
PARCEL PRISTINE.
INITIATED CUBE PROTOCOL.
UPDATE REPORT WILL BE SENT ON THE HOUR.
END TRANSMISSION.
ks/jl
EYES ONLY
ONE DOCUMENT OF ONE.
to: DIRECTOR
BURN AFTER READING.
STASIS TEAM ENTERED VORTEX, ENCOUNTERED ANOMALY.
STASIS TEAM RETRIEVED PARCEL.
PARCEL PRISTINE.
INITIATED CUBE PROTOCOL.
UPDATE REPORT WILL BE SENT ON THE HOUR.
END TRANSMISSION.
ks/jl
> Chance in Plureality 4
The full moon danced off the hood of the speeding
white Buick as it raced through crowded streets.
Pedestrians hurled insults and dove out of its way.
“I don’t even know what street this is!” Darius screamed, slamming a palm off the steering wheel.
“Well, it’s not like we’re looking for a spot for dinner, right…” Two-feathers chimed. Her braids flying in the wind passing through the missing wind-shield.
“I should know this place… That’s what’s getting to me… None of this is right…” Darius' voice shook. The screaming from the backseat broke through the chatter as another hail of bullets took off the driver-side mirror. Darius wrenched the wheel right, taking the Buick through a red light and causing a domino effect of scattering cars. The black van followed; making it through unscathed.
“Am I…. Is he okay?” he asked.
Two-feathers climbed over the seat, sending a few rounds back at the van. Curled up in a ball in the back seat, a young teen in a ratty trench coat screamed in pain; he was holding his face in his hands, which were covered in blood.
“Oh…. No god… Darius, he’s hurt bad… “ Two-feathers reached a hand to Darius’ shoulder.
“How bad?!” More gunfire from behind chewed into the trunk as Two-Feathers lay over of the boy to protect him. Darius winced, and put a hand to his face. “This isn’t right at all…”
“It’s his eye… glass everywhere.“ Tears streamed down her face. More screams. More gunfire. The Buick screeched around a corner onto an empty street. Darius pushed the pedal even further to the floor as two sets of headlights rounded the bend coming straight for them….
They made it through the racers, but the van wasn’t so lucky. The tuner turned a pop can with a bone crushing smash, the van lurched over its own front end, but not before one of the Hunter team ejected through the window and out into the street. Darius slammed on the break. It hit him then, like the car wreck behind them.
“Why are you stopping? There could be more coming… There are always more coming!” Two-Feathers panicked, one hand holding the young man, the other waving around the hand cannon.
“I know.," Darius said slowly as he climbed out of the car. He opened the back door and leaned in over the pair, his hands emitting a soft glow. “And I think I know why.” The screaming had stopped, the boy passed out from the pain. Darius moved his hands away to check his wounds. “I can’t save the eye, but he won’t bleed out," he said placing his hands gently on the young man's face. When he took his hands away the glow was gone, but so were the wounds. Pock marks and scars remained.
“So we go now Darius? We go?” Two-Feathers still struggled with the language in tense moments. She shook visibly, the gun wobbling in her hand.
“Not all of us, my dear, No.” He frowned. Tears welling up in his eyes as he slid her braids aside and put a hand on her cheek. Tears ran across his hand.
“Why… we keep running. We always get away. Right? We find Max. I said I help you find Max!” Two-Feathers dropped the gun; it clattered off the young man’s skateboard next to the seat.
“They’re after me, love. Not you. Not him. This is what I have to do this time, you see.” He brushed some of the tears from her cheek and pulled a necklace from his neck.
“Darius… Two-Feathers doesn’t want to lose you again.” She sobbed.
“That’s just it, sweetheart… you aren’t losing me. This is not how you lose Me.” Taking his hand from her face he gently lifted the young man’s head and placed the necklace around his neck; the silver crucifix resting on his chest. He picked up a small battered bible from the floor of the car and put it into a pocket of the tattered long coat. Two-feathers watched this and, between sobs and wiping tears, a puzzled look replaced the pain in her eyes. “This is not losing me. This… Two-Feathers… is how we meet.”
He smiled and wiped his own tears away, before leaning in to gently kiss her forehead. Screeching tires killed the moment.
“Go. Now!” Darius said, stepping back out the door and slamming it. “Drive, and keep your eyes on him. Everything will work out, trust me. Just keep him safe. Look out for him, like you always did me.”
More tears, but in a rush of braids and feathers, she hopped into the front seat. “I love you, Darius…" she chimed in, with a sad smile from amidst the bullet-ridden Buick.
“Remind me later, love," he says with a smile and a nod, as the Buick tears away. She watched him turn towards the wreckage of the cars in the rear-view. The young man stirred in the backseat, the chain of the necklace rattled. The rear-view caught the reinforcements arriving, the dark streets lit up with a white glow. She pushed the car harder, and the view disappeared around a corner. Then the sound of gunfire echoed into the night, along with the tears, and the feathers on the wind.
“I don’t even know what street this is!” Darius screamed, slamming a palm off the steering wheel.
“Well, it’s not like we’re looking for a spot for dinner, right…” Two-feathers chimed. Her braids flying in the wind passing through the missing wind-shield.
“I should know this place… That’s what’s getting to me… None of this is right…” Darius' voice shook. The screaming from the backseat broke through the chatter as another hail of bullets took off the driver-side mirror. Darius wrenched the wheel right, taking the Buick through a red light and causing a domino effect of scattering cars. The black van followed; making it through unscathed.
“Am I…. Is he okay?” he asked.
Two-feathers climbed over the seat, sending a few rounds back at the van. Curled up in a ball in the back seat, a young teen in a ratty trench coat screamed in pain; he was holding his face in his hands, which were covered in blood.
“Oh…. No god… Darius, he’s hurt bad… “ Two-feathers reached a hand to Darius’ shoulder.
“How bad?!” More gunfire from behind chewed into the trunk as Two-Feathers lay over of the boy to protect him. Darius winced, and put a hand to his face. “This isn’t right at all…”
“It’s his eye… glass everywhere.“ Tears streamed down her face. More screams. More gunfire. The Buick screeched around a corner onto an empty street. Darius pushed the pedal even further to the floor as two sets of headlights rounded the bend coming straight for them….
They made it through the racers, but the van wasn’t so lucky. The tuner turned a pop can with a bone crushing smash, the van lurched over its own front end, but not before one of the Hunter team ejected through the window and out into the street. Darius slammed on the break. It hit him then, like the car wreck behind them.
“Why are you stopping? There could be more coming… There are always more coming!” Two-Feathers panicked, one hand holding the young man, the other waving around the hand cannon.
“I know.," Darius said slowly as he climbed out of the car. He opened the back door and leaned in over the pair, his hands emitting a soft glow. “And I think I know why.” The screaming had stopped, the boy passed out from the pain. Darius moved his hands away to check his wounds. “I can’t save the eye, but he won’t bleed out," he said placing his hands gently on the young man's face. When he took his hands away the glow was gone, but so were the wounds. Pock marks and scars remained.
“So we go now Darius? We go?” Two-Feathers still struggled with the language in tense moments. She shook visibly, the gun wobbling in her hand.
“Not all of us, my dear, No.” He frowned. Tears welling up in his eyes as he slid her braids aside and put a hand on her cheek. Tears ran across his hand.
“Why… we keep running. We always get away. Right? We find Max. I said I help you find Max!” Two-Feathers dropped the gun; it clattered off the young man’s skateboard next to the seat.
“They’re after me, love. Not you. Not him. This is what I have to do this time, you see.” He brushed some of the tears from her cheek and pulled a necklace from his neck.
“Darius… Two-Feathers doesn’t want to lose you again.” She sobbed.
“That’s just it, sweetheart… you aren’t losing me. This is not how you lose Me.” Taking his hand from her face he gently lifted the young man’s head and placed the necklace around his neck; the silver crucifix resting on his chest. He picked up a small battered bible from the floor of the car and put it into a pocket of the tattered long coat. Two-feathers watched this and, between sobs and wiping tears, a puzzled look replaced the pain in her eyes. “This is not losing me. This… Two-Feathers… is how we meet.”
He smiled and wiped his own tears away, before leaning in to gently kiss her forehead. Screeching tires killed the moment.
“Go. Now!” Darius said, stepping back out the door and slamming it. “Drive, and keep your eyes on him. Everything will work out, trust me. Just keep him safe. Look out for him, like you always did me.”
More tears, but in a rush of braids and feathers, she hopped into the front seat. “I love you, Darius…" she chimed in, with a sad smile from amidst the bullet-ridden Buick.
“Remind me later, love," he says with a smile and a nod, as the Buick tears away. She watched him turn towards the wreckage of the cars in the rear-view. The young man stirred in the backseat, the chain of the necklace rattled. The rear-view caught the reinforcements arriving, the dark streets lit up with a white glow. She pushed the car harder, and the view disappeared around a corner. Then the sound of gunfire echoed into the night, along with the tears, and the feathers on the wind.
20140526
Transmission Z
*skrt*... by the gods.... what the hell is she doing in this place...*static* *pop* *crackle*
*skrt*... I think that's him...*crackle*... is that what I think it is? *pop* *static*
*skrt* unlocking code... *crackle* ... Tango Niner Seven Seven, make sure you punch... *pop* *skrt*
... I don't know about you guys, but, this is our David Bowman moment... *skrt* *pop*
*skrt*... I think that's him...*crackle*... is that what I think it is? *pop* *static*
*skrt* unlocking code... *crackle* ... Tango Niner Seven Seven, make sure you punch... *pop* *skrt*
... I don't know about you guys, but, this is our David Bowman moment... *skrt* *pop*
v.Hollywood
Max (Kiefer Sutherland - early 30s)
Maggie (Yvonne Strahovski - early 30s)
Aqua (Dakota Fanning - late teens)
Dexter (D.B. Woodside - late 30s)
Frank (Demian Bichir - late 40s)
Callan (Chia-Hui Liu - 30s)
Angst (Keira Knightley - early 20s)
Suki (Fuka Koshiba - early teens)
Wraith (Maggie Q - 30s)
Goner (Michael Pena - early 20s)
Darius (Shawn Ashmore - late teens)
Akimoto (Vladimir Kulich - early 40s)
20140524
v.Super The Heretic
20140523
v.Super The Channel
v.Super The Tower
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