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AN EXCERPT FROM THE INTRO OF REKIDAISHI VITA
(The Gamepumpkin RP that inspired most of the content of Jupiter’s Story. I didn’t edit any part of the entire thing, so don’t blame me. Credit for excerpt goes to Black_Robed_Mage. AND DON’T YELL AT ME FOR THIS STORY BEING TOO FEMININE, I KNOW!)
The thunder rolled across the sky, a storm was approaching fast. Lightning flickered in the dark clouds like a torch flickering upon a black tapestry. The smallest flicker of movement is ran through the forest, ever closer to the storm, not knowing what awaited her. A bolt flew to the ground like an arrow launched from a bow opening a rift in the ground before her. It sucked her into the abyss.
“So she is gone.” muttered an elderly man, “You will have to go save her.” He pointed his cane at a cloaked figure standing next to him, the man jumped into the abyss.
The young girl woke up to the sun shining down upon her face, she looked around to where she landed. "What a weird sun..." she thought, there were so many of them. The sky was dark though.
-Princess Syla created by Black_Robed_Mage

Part 0: The Arrival (Alien Mess)
“So, let me get this straight,” the kid said, about 18. “There’s a princess from another world arriving here in my hometown, and at the same time it’s becoming a universe-public teleport point?! Earth has been cut off from the other planets of the universe for thousands of years, and now it might as well be getting invaded by aliens.”
“That’s not entirely true,” said his informant, which is really just a random person. “The ways to get from other planets to Earth are often complex, so that people disguise themselves when they arrive. It’s not as if they can do much with no mana in Earth’s atmosphere.”
“I suppose you’re right,” the guy sighed. “Still, that’s going to be annoying. Guess I’ll have to give them all a warm welcome and such.”
-Leo created by Pro-ChainSaw

Enni, 16 years old, watched the clock, eager for school to get out. Which was nothing unusual. I mean, a normal kid going to school doesn’t usually like it. Although she secretly wished that school was longer in exchange for having no homework.
Homework, she thought. Why do I bother?
Despite this, she was happy enough when the bell finally rang and released her from class. The general public of the class filed out the door, heading through the halls in a general buzz of noise, yeah yeah yeah, random conversations, lockers opening and closing, all the typical effects of the end of a school day. Very, very boring in other words.
Of course, Enni didn’t know the meaning of the word, boring. She was too busy thinking about... um... well shoot you start to forget to give characters hobbies and such in this sort of thing. I’ll have to figure that out later. Whatever she was gonna do that day I guess.
Also, there was going to be a football game tonight. Relevance? Higher than you might think. Yeah, sort of a boring little scene.
-Enni created by Wary
Oh, and she was going with Leo and a guy named Keirkan.
-Keirkan Rent created by Bruenor [Gamepumpkin]

Okay, a football game. What can I say? OUR TEAM SUCKS. IT SUCKS AND IT BLOWS, LIKE A FREAKING TWO-WAY VACUUM. *ahem* So yeah. As usual, the home team got completely destroyed. Not much to say.
Enni noticed that Leo and Keirkan both seemed a bit out of it. “What’s wrong with you guys? You both seem even more... like, mysterious and stuff.”
Keirkan grunted. “Stay with us after the game. This football field is going to be... er...”
“Keirkan!” Leo shouted. “Do you really find it necessary for Enni to get in on this?”
Keirkan sighed. “Leo, you haven’t seen it in Enni. She reminds me of...”
“Oh, **** off, you big old creepy va–”
“I wouldn’t tell her THAT much,” Keirkan said in a voice that somehow sounded louder without him exerting his voice even slightly.
“Alright,” Leo said. “We just better not get too many people for this. Soon somebody we can’t trust so well will let the secret out and, well, I really don’t want to think about it.”
“What? What are you guys talking about?” Enni asked, getting nervous and excited at the same time. After all, these guys were freaks–but that’s what made them cool.
“You’ll see,” Leo replied.

The crowd left the area. It was several hours before even the team and such left the school area, and it was very late. Enni knew her parents wouldn’t like her staying out so late, but they knew that she sometimes spent a long time with Leo and Keirkan.
“Almost time,” Keirkan said, checking his watch.
“The suspense is killing me–will she be safe?” Leo said.
The suspense, obviously, was killing Enni just as much as it does you. And, heck, even I, as I sit here writing, don’t want to prolong this scene too long.
The sky split in two with a powerful lightning bolt striking the middle of the football field. Keirkan opened the fence. Not the gate, the fence. It didn’t look broken a few seconds before.
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“What a weird sun,” said a girl’s voice from the point the lightning had struck.
“That’s not the sun,” Keirkan told the girl as he approached. “That is called the moon. It shines at night. And all those little ones are called stars.”
“Wow, this place sure has a lot of lights,” she commented. “Where am I, anyway?”
“This is the planet Earth, and I welcome you to it. In case you don’t remember me, I am Keirkan Rent, stationed here to oversee the events here.”
She nodded. “Yes, I know you, but I don’t recognize these two others. Are they... well... Earthlings? By any chance?”
“Enni here is. Leo is of the same position as I, but he’s from a place called Wrerga. Enni doesn’t know anything that’s going on, but we decided to get her in on it because she is... special.”
“Hey! I’m not retarded!” she yelled.
“Not that kind of special,” Leo said. “Your aura is just very strong.”
“So she doesn’t know who I am at all?” the girl asked. “My name is Syla. I’m from a nearby planet known as Syllody. I’m the princess who will inherit that world, but... I sort of was a bit clumsy and ended up here.”
Enni shook her hand, numb to all of this. She couldn’t really process it. “Nice to meet you, Princess Syla. Never thought I’d meet a real princess.”
“You’re not gonna go all girly about that, are you?” Leo asked.
“No, of course not,” Enni laughed. “It’s just a little weird. I mean, I didn’t think I’d ever meet an alien, either, you know.”
Leo looked down. “Yes, well, now that Syla has ripped a barrier, this football field will become a place where someone from any planet could arrive, accidentally, at any time.”
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Okay, as everyone knows, that last line was a HUGE invitation for guest stars. Please submit at least one even if you think it's a terrible idea.

Name:
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Appearance:
Home Planet:
What They'll Do Now:
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Name: Zornt
Race: Whatever
Gender: Male
Appearance:
Home Planet: Um... iono.
What They'll Do Now: I dunno. Either go visit the nearest chicken farm, join the circus as a daredevil, start a plumbing business, or go join a group of other odd creatures who put on a show that's sensation, inspirational, celebrational, muppetational!
I combine Bio and Personality so: Zornt is a... whatever. He's the same thing Gonzo of The Muppets is. Like Gonzo, he likes chickens (no, not eating them, you crazy person!) and stupid stunts. He doesn't remember/know where he's from, as the farthest back he remembers was being at an orphanage at Mobius. At the orphanage, he met three other orphans he became friends with--Arami, a spider, and I honestly do not remember the other two at all right now. Anyway, at one point later on, Zornt and his friends were sent to school in some program the orphanage was doing, but all the kids treated them badly. Arami eventually disappeared. Zornt and the other two kept going at it, and eventually Zornt got a motorcycle that he somehow configured into a spaceship. THIS IS ALL THAT MATTERS
Items/Weapons: Heck, I don't remember. He doesn't really have any weapons or items. The only time he's been used thus far, I kept switching between random stuff. Oh, he DOES have a motorcycle ship. It's a spaceship that's designed exactly like a motorcycle. Including wheels. Ayup.
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GIVE ME MOMENTS TO CONTEMPLATE

Anyway what nice parents, accepting that their teenage girl on occasion stays out late and for a long time with two teenage boys.
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Lol hey they're not her real parents or anything, and they know about who she really is anyway.
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Part 1: The Difference of the Worlds (Absolute Confusion)
Two smaller blasts of power dropped off a pair of aliens already. One seemed to be a human just about the same age as the rest. The other was blue and had a big hook nose.
-Jake Wilder created by LINK1416 [Gamepumpkin]
-Zornt created by Topmonhit
“Just right on the spot,” the kid said. “Hello, Princess Syla... and Keirkan and you other people.”
“Jake, pretend to care. This is Leo of Wrerga and Enni, who’s only just got in on this.”
Jake jumped over to Enni and picked her up by the throat. “Tell anyone else of this, and you’d shudder just to think of the way I’ll murder you!”
“I promise!” she screamed. “I promise.”
Keirkan glared at Jake and loudened his voice. “Back off. We trust her.”
He begrudgingly put her down. “What next? You’ll be saying this girl’s the real princess? Really, Keirkan, I’ve half a mind to kick your ass.”
Keirkan moved closer slowly. “I wouldn’t try it.”
“Ah, did I just say that out loud? The teleport must have, uh, fried my inner monologue.”
“That reminds me,” Keirkan said. “Why’d you show up?”
Jake shrugged. “I wanted to show up before anyone else got ‘sent’ here. Besides, the princess is really attractive–where’s my inner thought capability?!”
Syla blushed a little. “Please don’t fight.”
The little blue guy, finally starting to recover from the surprise of transfer, suddenly piped up. “Um, where exactly is this place? Does it have chickens? Where’s my motorcycle ship?” Suddenly something that looked like a motorcycle teleported into the field. “Oh. That does answer one question. But the other two still apply. Oh and I’m Zornt.”
“Well,” Enni said, “This place is called Earth. Specifically, we’re in the state of Michigan, of the United States of America–easily the most powerful country in the world. And, um, Burger King should still be open. They probably have chicken.”
“Burger King?” Syla said. “They have kings here? What is burger, anyway?”
Keirkan explained, “It’s a piece of cooked meat placed between two pieces of bread called a bun. Usually there is also cheese in it, as well as other things the way people want it.”
She licked her lips. “It sounds delicious. So does this king of burger have burger?”
Enni sighed. “It’s not really a king. Just sort of a marketing scheme.”
Syla gasped. "False royalty?! What a nasty fraud! It must be overthrown at once!" She ran off to “overthrow” Burger King. “Where is this Burger King’s castle?!”
Jake followed her. “I don’t think you get it.” Several cars passed by on the street as she exited the fencing. Not too many, really, as it was about midnight. But Burger King stays open late, like most fast food restaurants.
“What are these odd carriages?” she asked. “And what’s pulling them?”
“It’s called a car,” Keirkan answered as the group caught up to her. “And it’s pulled by a... sort of thing inside of it that... it’s run by technology,” he explained finally.
“They don’t have magic,” Jake added. “Can you feel that there’s no mana?”
Suddenly a sprinkler finished its slow-spraying rounds and soaked Syla. “Ah! What is this thing? Some sort of guard mechanism?”
Jake shook his head. “Your defenses must be really low here. It doesn’t hurt, it’s just a bit of water after all. Domesticated fields with artificial rain...”
“Then what do they grow–grass?” she asked.
Keirkan laughed. “The grass is just for show. There are much larger estates that use the same sorts of things for actual vegetables. Man, if I ate your type of food, I’d be very hungry just talking about it. The people here have a lot of food.”
“Then let us go get some,” Syla proclaimed. “Let us at least try this... burger.”
“Wait,” Enni said. “Zornt, if you’re coming with us–for the chicken–you should disguise yourself. People won’t like what they see, no offense.”
Leo handed the thing his coat, helped it put the coat on, made sure it was zipped up and the hood over its head. “Can’t tell the difference,” he stated, his American voice along with Enni’s and even Keirkan’s standing out against the distinctly British accents of the newcomers.
The group went in, and Keirkan ordered... “Four burger meals and one order of chicken tenders. For my friends back there.” He put down a 50-dollar bill to cover it all, then left. “I’ll just be getting my own midnight snack. Be back in a few minutes.”
Enni, Jake, Leo, and Syla enjoyed their burgers. Jake and Syla commented on how good they were, but Enni and Leo were used to it given the high school was just next door to the place. It really didn’t seem very special at all.
Zornt, on the other hand, was not the least bit satisfied.
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“When I said does it have chickens, I didn’t mean chickens to EAT!” he yelled, running up to the counter and jumping on to it.
“Uh-oh,” Enni and Leo said in unison.
“Sir, I’m going to have to ask you to get off the counter and leave the premises–”
“No! You abuse chickens, you lose!” He actually did leave the building, but seconds later his motorcycle revved up right outside the building and smashed into it. The few people there ran out screaming as it crashed toward the counter. As it smashed into the main cooking area it came to a halt all too quickly, throwing Zornt into the big oven thing.
Syla took this oppurtunity to run over to the counter and demand, “Where is this so-called king? I must see him at once!”
The worker blearily said, “The manager thinks he’s the real Burger King... he works down this hall in the last room on the left. Have a nice day.”
Syla walked over the remains of the restaurant and charged into the manager’s office. “What is the meaning of this?! You kill innocent animals and feed them to people, then you claim yourself to be royalty for it?! What kind of weirdo set-up is this?!” She took him by the collar and punched him in the face, throwing him against the wall. “Your reign ends now, Burger King!”
Enni heard sirens wailing outside the building. “Oh, no. We have to find Keirkan, get Syla back with us, and try to get out of here. This is all my fault for bringing this up...”
Jake laughed. “We’ve been through worse. Once Keirkan gets back, these cops will be nothing. Nothing to us. We may seem inferior in technology, but we could take this entire planet down if it came to a war.”
“It better not, I love this place,” Leo said. “You’re here for a girl, right, Jake? This planet has girls hotter than any other I’ve visited. No lie.”
“Awkward,” Enni said to herself. “Look, let’s just get everyone and get out!”
They went and found Syla and explained what the sirens meant. “So this king’s guards are here, is that it? That is a problem.” BLAH BLAH BLAH BLAH sorry I’m behind tonight. Very far behind, time to bullshit through.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Tw58TStfcGM
“We have to meet up with Keirkan and get out of here,” Jake yelled at her. “I don’t know much more about this place than you do, but I do know this is trouble if he doesn’t show up!”
Well, there was no worry about Keirkan not showing up–I mean. There were huge blasts and explosion noises coming from outside. In the middle of the hectic madness, a cyborg used a transforming arm to destroy the crap out of everything in site.
“That’s vamporg to you!” Keirkan shouted, running in. “We’ll have to employ Zornt’s ship to get us out of here. Zornt, can you help us? I mean, I’ll be able to fly with my own boosters. I meant the rest of you, really.”
Zornt sighed. “That’ll still slow me down really bad. Why should I?”
Enni grinned. “We’ll come back and save all the chickens once we have a better plan!”
“Alright, alright, I’m in,” Zornt conceded. “Let’s hurry up, then.”
Everyone except Keirkan crowded onto the motorcycle-disguised ship. It lifted off and carried them through the air. You know, slowly and clankily with that, what, four, five people trying to rid it at once? Suicide, probably, if they hadn’t been guarded by a real life Ironman. I love that movie. Don’t you? I think he’d be an interesting matchup against Keirkan–the vamporg!
“What exactly is a vamporg? And how come you never told me a word of this?” Enni asked.
“Well, I didn’t tell you about this because I thought you’d be afraid of me. You see, I nearly died in a terrible accident when I was training to transfer here. But I was given many robotic parts–the technology of that nature was very strong in those days.”
“Those days?” Enni inquired.
“Well, see, being a senior in high school doesn’t suit me too well but I tried. You see, I am actually 893 years old. Anyway, one of the people who did that, a vampire, saw an advantage in adding such a powerful cyborg to the Fold. Thus I’m also a vampire. Vampire, cyborg, vamporg.”
“That’s a lot to take in,” Enni sighed, her head starting to spin. “And Leo, I hear that you’re from another world. What’s that like?”
I’d have him describe what it’s like, but I’m pretty sure that anyone who’s read the companion series Pure in Fight/Sea of Bodies will understand that bit. And I just realized that I wasn’t supposed to reveal the connection so soon really. I mean... in the final edit, I’m going to make this somehow look like an entirely separate series, until an event at the end gives it away. For now, I think it’s about time I turned in for the night, behind on word count as I may be. Just one more weekend to go, guys. Time to kick it up a notch!
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I've had Burger King's chicken a few times and I don't think it's really enough to get emotional over. :[
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Um... carp. I never gave you his sprite. I blame my slow internet.

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oh well you can edit that later
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SZM, it doesn't matter how it tastes. Somewhere, somebody had to kill a chicken to deliver this food to people. That is a crime to Zornt.
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Part 2: Across the Country (License and Registration)
I don’t know what Zornt’s motorcycle ship runs on, but we’re going to say that it ran out of it. And fell onto a random street in Ohio somewhere. Not far as it sounds, my school to Ohio; we’re very South in Michigan. What? Oh, Enni went to my high school. Big deal, I’m a bit proud. A fact about my hometown? Um. The gas station near the school apparently has the USA’s lowest gas prices. Does $1.53 sound low to you? This is straight out of real life.
Day before Thanksgiving and I’m way behind on word count. Know what that means? Adrenaline rush! Figuratively, anyway. Time to make it interesting.
Enni heard a voice through a speaker. “Pull over your vehicle and show your license and registration!”
“Huh?” Zornt said. “I don’t have any of that.”
Keirkan’s thumb morphed into a key and unlocked the nearest door. “I’ll handle this. All of you, get in there.” As everyone except him filed into the building, he closed and relocked the door. “My registration number as a cyborg is 290 34X 395 743 295 768 234 697, and my license number is 599 634 297 325 936 794 5i31 200 Q23 496 784.”
The policeman stared. “Show me your license and registration,” he repeated.
“As I said,” Keirkan restated, “Those are 910 Z76 9QN T54 132, and 03N XQR 496 731 0T9 R76 942 0N3.”
“I don’t think you understand,” said the officer.
“I think it’s the other way around,” Keirkan replied. “You wanted my license and registration, and I told you, 743 91D 423 1S0 7D0 493 7nosolution4 07B 380 501 735, and 437 798 43N 339 JV8 34B 458 347 87B 379 B28 389 478 387 410 38B 3E3.”
“You’re under arrest for failure to cooperate with an officer,” said the policeman. “Put your hands where I can see them.”
Keirkan took his hands out of his pockets–only they weren’t hands at all. They were plasma blasters. He fired at the nearest officer, causing an explosion by the car. The one still inside started to send a message until he got taken out as well. “Now it’s a matter of the time until they notice.”
Leo paced back and forth inside. “Our Syllodian group members have some magic, correct?”
Syla nodded. “Yes, but without mana I can do nothing.”
“I’m really not much more than a peasant, so I don’t have any in the first place,” Jake said.
“What’s a Syllodian?” Zornt asked.
“We’ll assume that Zornt isn’t from there. Any specialties, Zornt?”
“I am good at making people laugh and such.” Okay that was just based on Top saying he’d join a show or something.
“Useless,” Leo sighed. “And I already know that Enni isn’t good for anything...”
“Hey!”
“I’m kidding. But basically only Keirkan will be any good in a fight. Like Syla, my strength is too constrained here.”
Keirkan entered the building. “Time to set a bit of that free. You may not have the freedom of mana, but you’ve got this...” He pulled a bright blue stone out of his pocket.
“How do I use it without mana?” he asked.
“Mana allows energy transfer over distances. You can still use it in a direct contact. Try freezing up the door,” he suggested.
“Or I could reverse that and melt it instead,” he considered, “And then you could hammer it solid. And then release the cold to quench it.”
“Not a bad idea,” Keirkan agreed. “It’ll just take a bit more effort.”
“You know how powerful I was,” Leo said, touching the stone to the door. The balance of temperature shifted in the room. The metal door started to blur as it melted down into a forgable... thing. Keirkan turned one of his arms into a hammer and quickly hammered out any gaps that made the door openable. Then Leo focused again and the melted door quenched with a steamy release. The completed barrier looked a little crude, but it would work.
“Okay, then we should be safe,” Keirkan nodded, inspecting it one last time.
“But would that technique really be effective in battle?” Leo asked.
“Probably not,” Keirkan sighed. “Obviously this makes me the group’s vanguard. We should try and find some of my friends, underground sorts. They should have some firepower that we could work with.”
“Do we really want to fight the police?” Enni asked.
“Any better ideas?” Jake said.
“It might be possible to emerge somewhere else with different identities,” she considered.
“A covert mission!” Syla shouted. “Sounds promising!”
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Before the plan could work, a part of the wall blew off and several SWAT team members entered the building. “We didn’t reinforce the walls!” Leo hissed. “Dammit!”
Keirkan fired at them rapidly, but their lines were too endless to fully destroy. Thus the SWAT troopers slowly took hold in the area. Keirkan whirred around, trying to protect his friends, but there was too much to keep track of. The SWATs employed them as human shields too.
Everyone had already been taken away. He felt certain that if these guys took him they’d want to do experiments on his inner technology. So, rather than let that happen, he prepared his greatest weapon, a huge explosive. The blast surged out from him, bringing down the building. “I need some coffin time,” he said to himself, hiding in the darkest area in the midst of the rubble in the shadows. “I’ll have breakfast later.”

Enni was blindfolded, handcuffed and gagged. She felt herself being loaded into a truck and moved a long distance. She didn’t have a clue just how long–it was the worst experience of her life because, based on how often she slept, it was about a three day drive. As in, sitting there not knowing what’s going on, all was left incredibly boring.
This left her time to think about her life. Her sorry excuse for one as it stood, anyway. Leo and Keirkan were her best friends as long as she could remember, and she couldn’t think of any other secret either of them had ever kept from her.
Perhaps it was because of this particular secret that the other ones seemed less important. She thought back to how those two seemed so different from the world. Nobody but her really got along with them too well. And Keirkan had said she was special...
She thought about Syla. She thought maybe if they’d met under different circumstances, they’d be best friends. Maybe Jake as well. And Zornt? Well, she didn’t think Zornt would have stuck around this long. He would’ve found something else to do.
Her mind drifted to things like all of the cool magical powers, Keirkan’s existence as a so called vamporg, and... what could these other planets be like? She eventually started playing little scenarios in her mind about what she thought or hoped might happen.
Suddenly the truck stopped. She heard loud noises as a couple of people picked her up and moved her out of the truck, through oddly noisy areas full of machine grinding and beeping and people yelling out orders to each other and things. Some military thing, she guessed.
Her bonds were finally removed as someone pushed her into a jail cell. The door closed behind them. She finally stretched her sore and stiff limbs. Next to her, Syla did the same.
It wasn’t just some jail. This was the highest sort of security imaginable. Guards armed with guns she didn’t even recognize guarded highly mechanized doors with triple security panel locks. That’s the eye scan, thumb scan, and password if you’re wondering.
The other women in the other cells looked rabid and mean. Apparently this was a place for those who had committed the most dangerous of crimes.
I guess it would help if I actually knew what that sort of place looked like. The bits I have in here are guesses based on movies and logic. So, I’m going to cut the location description short right now. We’re moving on to the next bit. Don’t be surprised as tonight’s part is one of the longer ones. But it’ll probably be that way the rest of this weekend as I rush to complete a 50,000 word series. It will be quite the rush in the end. Glad I have no school the rest of my time limit.
I woke up this morning with only 40,457 words finished. As of the end of this sentence I have 1429 more done for today. With five days here, I need about 2000 words each day. Well, I’m just getting started today. Let’s go.
Some guards gave Enni and Syla their food ration before switching shifts. As Enni and Syla ate (which, the food was okay considering they were STARVING by now) the new shift guard came up to her cell. “Princess,” she said. “You doing okay?”
Syla stared. “How do you know me?”
“I’m undercover. I was working as a technician back home when a malfunction... dumped me here. I sent out a signal, and Keirkan gave me the situation. Hope you haven’t been stuck in here too long, have you?”
“Only a few hours,” Syla replied. “What’s your name?”
“Becca. Now, I’m going to pretend that I have orders to release you two.” She pressed the key pad buttons and got that right. Her eyes suddenly changed color as she did the eye scan, and her hands suddenly changed while she did the thumb scan.
After this she returned to her former appearance. “I’m a little bit of a shape shifter,” she explained. “Nothing fancy, mind you, but it works well enough for this purpose.”
“Becca,” Enni said, “Do you know where the others are?”
“Keirkan is letting the boys out,” Becca answered. “We’ll meet up once we have a little more information from this base. It’s a chance we can’t pass up, after all.”
“Won’t we be fugitives?” Enni asked.
“Keirkan and I are smarter than these computers,” Becca said. “We’ll erase all of the files that make you suspected of anything. And then for good measure virus it all up.”
“Wow, not bad,” Enni said, grinning. “You sure the firewall won’t–”
“Your systems are terrible,” Becca said bluntly. “Now go on down this passage ahead of me. And take this card, it’s designed to get through any security.”
Enni and Syla ran off down the hall. “This whole thing is so amazing,” Syla commented.
“Syla, this is no time to admire our technology–when it’s being used against us!” Enni pointed out.
Enni recognized Keirkan’s voice up ahead, speaking. “038 347 849 573 939 472 9G3 373 947 H27 583 450 392. And my license number is 389 567 470 467 572 410 721 453 567 384 309 414 NQY 310 W20 397 08.”
“Sir, this isn’t funny,” said the man.
“Don’t worry,” Enni said. “He’s just a bit... um... well he doesn’t know what he’s talking about.” She showed the man Becca’s card.
“Oh, I see, you can pass through. You and whoever your people are.”
Enni pointed out everyone who was with her, and together they left.
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