The Fracture Spreads
Nerva Apepeligo
Blade Base Alpha.
5th June
MiMi sat in her quarters staring at her computer. In the background, the radio was blasting away on some random station. However, she wasn’t really paying attention. Every now and again she would take another slug from the bottle next to her. She was miserable. Things had been going so well, but after last night...
She sighed, emptied her drink, and went over in her mind what had happened.
It had started when her kind of boyfriend, Jack White, had invited her out for coffee. According to her research on dating, "Coffee" or "Hot coffee" was an euphemism for sex. She had dressed in what she thought was appropriate: a nice little black dress that had been a little bit revealing. However, she found out that Jack actually meant for them to just have coffee and judging by his face he hadn’t expected her to dress like that. She had felt like a idiot and would have left, but he had insisted that she stay. Then he gave her that smile that…she couldn’t even begin to describe what it did to her. So she had stayed, and after a while she was feeling comfortable. And that was when it all went to hell.
Jack was about to tell her something important when the window exploded and Dark Fusionette hovered in. She accused him of taking her “toy” from her, then attacked. MiMi was about to leap to his defence when he flew across the room and clocked DF in the jaw. She could only watch, her mind frozen. Jack was a hero. As the realisation hit her like a ton of bricks, she turned and bolted from the café.
Apparently Jack had won the fight. It had been on the news and everything. She thanked what little bit of luck she had left that she wasn’t in any of the photos. When she next saw DF, she…she had lost control. What right did she have to lay claim to her? She had beaten DF within an inch of her life…. But that only made her feel sick. What would Jack have thought?
At the thought of his name, MiMi’s cell let out a little beep. Jack was calling her again, but she couldn’t bring herself to answer. Why would he even want to talk to her? DF must have told him about her being a villain. She got up and grabbed another beer, before turning back to the computer. She had been trying to entertain herself by randomly looking at Wikipedia entries.
the last song came to a end and the DJ's voice crackled over the radio. "This is Radio Free Opportunity. and that was the unofficial Crey theme song "Beast and the Harlot" by Avenged Sevenfold. Now we have an anonymous dedication going out to someone out there who's lost their way. This is Foreigner, with "I Want to Know What Love Is". And remember, you're listening to Radio Free Opportunity. Don't touch that dial!"
Without really thinking, she looked up a word that kept cropping up in the song.
Love.
MiMi read the entry, and read it again. The entry on chemical love matched what she had felt when she first met Jack. So that’s all it was… a simple mammalian desire to create offspring? …. No, it can’t be that simple.
She scrolled up and read some of the other entries, clicking one link after another, realisation slowly dawning on her. Oh god…I love him. MiMi felt her gut lurch. She was in love…with a hero. A hero that knew she was a villain. She slumped in her chair, her mind had gone numb. She was supposed to be a killing machine, incapable of such things. But ever since Dib had ordered her to “learn” about her emotions her mind was struggling to comprehend all the new data. What am I supposed to do?
She didn’t know how long she sat there, eventually she became aware of some one behind her. She turned and looked up into the slightly disapproving face of Dib.
“Do you know how long I have been trying to contact you?” he asked, I slight note of annoyance in his voice.
MiMi quickly stood to attention, the room seemed to lurch around her. “I am sorry Sir… what is it you wanted to see me about?” she winced slightly at how hoarse her voice sounded.
“Follow me.”
MiMi entered Dib’s lab and immediately saw a giant picture of…Jack. After staring open-mouthed for a moment at Jack in 200” of big screen glory, she realized she recognized the scene. This is the date…how did Dib find out?
As if answering her question, Dib spoke up. “Wentworth’s security cameras caught the whole fight. Fortunately, they use a fairly high quality camera and it copied direct to a hard drive. It was simple for someone with my intellect to hack their security system and download the data.”
Yeah. More like simple for someone with advanced alien technology at their fingertips. MiMi bit down on the gasp of shock as the rebellious thought sprung into her head unbidden. She preoccupied herself with watching the footage above her head.
To put it mildly, MiMi was in awe. She had never seen Jack so... forceful before. She knew he had been in the Army, but as she watched Jack systematically and methodically pound the snot out of Dark Fusionette, at some point he had found a moment to switch to his costume, a Red and White Spandex affair with a Blue cape. But her attention automatically centred on how the costume clung to him, she was dully aware that Dib was talking in the background, but she was too busy oggeling Jack muscle structure.
As a student of the arts, she could almost picture what Jack looked like with out his shirt, she could feel her face go red at the mere thought of it. After a while the image shut off, she only just stoped herself from making a sigh of disappointment.
Dib turned to her. “MiMi, your mission is simple.” He spoke.
“My… my mission?” MiMi cursed herself, Dib hated it when he was ignored. when did I start referring to him as just Dib?
“Yes, your mission is to identify the link between Jack White, the Patriot and Patri-ette. The fact that their costumes are so similar is more than a coincidce.”
“Why must I learn more about Patri-ette?” She couldn’t see where Dib was going with this.
“Patri-ette is usually seen working with Panzer Saber, you are to see what you can learn and report back to me.”
“I thought our main target was Gir, sir?”
“We have two targets, both are of equal impotence, you shall deal with Panzer while the other Blades and the Golems deal with Gir. Understood?”
“Yes sir… but I don’t think I can do this, thanks to Dark Fusionette, my cover in paragon is blown. Jack would refuse to see me.”
Dib sighed and shook his head. “Have you even bothered to check?”
"huh?"
"I thought I had taught you not to jump to conclusions, but that is all for now, you may return to your quarters." With that he turned and left the room.
MiMi waited until she was sure he was gone before entering a command on the console that would send a copy of the fight to her computer, then headed back to her room.
As she entered the room, she saw her phone was ringing. She practically threw her self at it, hitting the floor before answering it.
“Jack?” she asked, cursing that she didn’t check the caller ID first.
She heard a loud sigh of relief on the other end. “Yeah Mimi, it’s me. What happened to you, I couldn’t find you after I dealt with that wacko…are you okay?”
MiMi felt touched by the note of concern in his voice, she also had to smile at the pet name he had for her, he said it reminded him of when they first met.
“I’m okay Jack. I just…got a bit freaked out…that’s all.”
“Thank god, I’m sorry I didn’t tell you about being a hero before, I was actually going to tell you when that freak blew up the café… you sure your okay?”
“Yeah…I just needed some time to…think it over…it was a bit of a shock”
“I’m sorry I didn’t tell you sooner…if you don’t want to-“
“No, I mean…sure I want to see you again.” MiMi blurted.
Again she heard the sigh of relief. “You have no problem dating a hero?”
“No, not at all…um, so…want to see a movie?” she asked.
“Sure, um…where do I pick you up?”
MiMi thought about it for a moment, then listed off the address for the Faultline safe house, she and Jack talked a bit more before they said their good-byes and hung up.
MiMi sat at her computer. If she was going to spy on Jack, she needed a permanent residence in Paragon. She removed the Faultline safe house from the list, and then forwarded a list of supplies she would need to Dib. After that was done, she got up and locked the door before settling herself down and playing the clip of Jacks fight with DF.
So I have to spend more time with Jack, all 'cause Dib needs to capture a Sabre to show he’s one of the big boys. She grinned at the rebellious thought. He didn’t give me a deadline… so lets’ see how long I can stretch this out for. She smiled and leaned back in her chair, this was probably going to be the best mission she’d ever been assigned.
Nerva Apepeligo
Blade Base Alpha.
5th June
MiMi sat in her quarters staring at her computer. In the background, the radio was blasting away on some random station. However, she wasn’t really paying attention. Every now and again she would take another slug from the bottle next to her. She was miserable. Things had been going so well, but after last night...
She sighed, emptied her drink, and went over in her mind what had happened.
It had started when her kind of boyfriend, Jack White, had invited her out for coffee. According to her research on dating, "Coffee" or "Hot coffee" was an euphemism for sex. She had dressed in what she thought was appropriate: a nice little black dress that had been a little bit revealing. However, she found out that Jack actually meant for them to just have coffee and judging by his face he hadn’t expected her to dress like that. She had felt like a idiot and would have left, but he had insisted that she stay. Then he gave her that smile that…she couldn’t even begin to describe what it did to her. So she had stayed, and after a while she was feeling comfortable. And that was when it all went to hell.
Jack was about to tell her something important when the window exploded and Dark Fusionette hovered in. She accused him of taking her “toy” from her, then attacked. MiMi was about to leap to his defence when he flew across the room and clocked DF in the jaw. She could only watch, her mind frozen. Jack was a hero. As the realisation hit her like a ton of bricks, she turned and bolted from the café.
Apparently Jack had won the fight. It had been on the news and everything. She thanked what little bit of luck she had left that she wasn’t in any of the photos. When she next saw DF, she…she had lost control. What right did she have to lay claim to her? She had beaten DF within an inch of her life…. But that only made her feel sick. What would Jack have thought?
At the thought of his name, MiMi’s cell let out a little beep. Jack was calling her again, but she couldn’t bring herself to answer. Why would he even want to talk to her? DF must have told him about her being a villain. She got up and grabbed another beer, before turning back to the computer. She had been trying to entertain herself by randomly looking at Wikipedia entries.
the last song came to a end and the DJ's voice crackled over the radio. "This is Radio Free Opportunity. and that was the unofficial Crey theme song "Beast and the Harlot" by Avenged Sevenfold. Now we have an anonymous dedication going out to someone out there who's lost their way. This is Foreigner, with "I Want to Know What Love Is". And remember, you're listening to Radio Free Opportunity. Don't touch that dial!"
Without really thinking, she looked up a word that kept cropping up in the song.
Love.
MiMi read the entry, and read it again. The entry on chemical love matched what she had felt when she first met Jack. So that’s all it was… a simple mammalian desire to create offspring? …. No, it can’t be that simple.
She scrolled up and read some of the other entries, clicking one link after another, realisation slowly dawning on her. Oh god…I love him. MiMi felt her gut lurch. She was in love…with a hero. A hero that knew she was a villain. She slumped in her chair, her mind had gone numb. She was supposed to be a killing machine, incapable of such things. But ever since Dib had ordered her to “learn” about her emotions her mind was struggling to comprehend all the new data. What am I supposed to do?
She didn’t know how long she sat there, eventually she became aware of some one behind her. She turned and looked up into the slightly disapproving face of Dib.
“Do you know how long I have been trying to contact you?” he asked, I slight note of annoyance in his voice.
MiMi quickly stood to attention, the room seemed to lurch around her. “I am sorry Sir… what is it you wanted to see me about?” she winced slightly at how hoarse her voice sounded.
“Follow me.”
MiMi entered Dib’s lab and immediately saw a giant picture of…Jack. After staring open-mouthed for a moment at Jack in 200” of big screen glory, she realized she recognized the scene. This is the date…how did Dib find out?
As if answering her question, Dib spoke up. “Wentworth’s security cameras caught the whole fight. Fortunately, they use a fairly high quality camera and it copied direct to a hard drive. It was simple for someone with my intellect to hack their security system and download the data.”
Yeah. More like simple for someone with advanced alien technology at their fingertips. MiMi bit down on the gasp of shock as the rebellious thought sprung into her head unbidden. She preoccupied herself with watching the footage above her head.
To put it mildly, MiMi was in awe. She had never seen Jack so... forceful before. She knew he had been in the Army, but as she watched Jack systematically and methodically pound the snot out of Dark Fusionette, at some point he had found a moment to switch to his costume, a Red and White Spandex affair with a Blue cape. But her attention automatically centred on how the costume clung to him, she was dully aware that Dib was talking in the background, but she was too busy oggeling Jack muscle structure.
As a student of the arts, she could almost picture what Jack looked like with out his shirt, she could feel her face go red at the mere thought of it. After a while the image shut off, she only just stoped herself from making a sigh of disappointment.
Dib turned to her. “MiMi, your mission is simple.” He spoke.
“My… my mission?” MiMi cursed herself, Dib hated it when he was ignored. when did I start referring to him as just Dib?
“Yes, your mission is to identify the link between Jack White, the Patriot and Patri-ette. The fact that their costumes are so similar is more than a coincidce.”
“Why must I learn more about Patri-ette?” She couldn’t see where Dib was going with this.
“Patri-ette is usually seen working with Panzer Saber, you are to see what you can learn and report back to me.”
“I thought our main target was Gir, sir?”
“We have two targets, both are of equal impotence, you shall deal with Panzer while the other Blades and the Golems deal with Gir. Understood?”
“Yes sir… but I don’t think I can do this, thanks to Dark Fusionette, my cover in paragon is blown. Jack would refuse to see me.”
Dib sighed and shook his head. “Have you even bothered to check?”
"huh?"
"I thought I had taught you not to jump to conclusions, but that is all for now, you may return to your quarters." With that he turned and left the room.
MiMi waited until she was sure he was gone before entering a command on the console that would send a copy of the fight to her computer, then headed back to her room.
As she entered the room, she saw her phone was ringing. She practically threw her self at it, hitting the floor before answering it.
“Jack?” she asked, cursing that she didn’t check the caller ID first.
She heard a loud sigh of relief on the other end. “Yeah Mimi, it’s me. What happened to you, I couldn’t find you after I dealt with that wacko…are you okay?”
MiMi felt touched by the note of concern in his voice, she also had to smile at the pet name he had for her, he said it reminded him of when they first met.
“I’m okay Jack. I just…got a bit freaked out…that’s all.”
“Thank god, I’m sorry I didn’t tell you about being a hero before, I was actually going to tell you when that freak blew up the café… you sure your okay?”
“Yeah…I just needed some time to…think it over…it was a bit of a shock”
“I’m sorry I didn’t tell you sooner…if you don’t want to-“
“No, I mean…sure I want to see you again.” MiMi blurted.
Again she heard the sigh of relief. “You have no problem dating a hero?”
“No, not at all…um, so…want to see a movie?” she asked.
“Sure, um…where do I pick you up?”
MiMi thought about it for a moment, then listed off the address for the Faultline safe house, she and Jack talked a bit more before they said their good-byes and hung up.
MiMi sat at her computer. If she was going to spy on Jack, she needed a permanent residence in Paragon. She removed the Faultline safe house from the list, and then forwarded a list of supplies she would need to Dib. After that was done, she got up and locked the door before settling herself down and playing the clip of Jacks fight with DF.
So I have to spend more time with Jack, all 'cause Dib needs to capture a Sabre to show he’s one of the big boys. She grinned at the rebellious thought. He didn’t give me a deadline… so lets’ see how long I can stretch this out for. She smiled and leaned back in her chair, this was probably going to be the best mission she’d ever been assigned.