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Leon	Sep 3 2005, 11:28 AM
GUUUUNDAAAAAAAM Posts: 4,667 Group: Veteran Member #67 Joined: June 9, 2005	*Chapter 3* It was the night of the Military’s ball, and most of the Military were in the Cafeteria, with all the tables moved out of the large room. The military had changed from their uniforms to tuxes or dresses, some just wore what they casually did. Seahawk wore a black dress. No one wanted to ask why. A lot of the crowd was on the dance-floor with partners, dancing to the ball-room like music performed by Hatake’s band, which somehow managed to play both classical with piano and rock. But mostly classical piano stuff, which Jaffar ordered, with the ball being a…ball? But a few people were also at Greth’s bar-cart. The few being the same group that was watching Reaver and Garet’s match earlier, short one member, being Bosco, who was on his shift for jail-guard. --- At the Jail, Bosco held the handle of his katana while walking down the hall of the cells. Two other MP Officers were sitting at their room of the entrance of the jail, reading magazines and watching TV while Bosco took a walk around. It wasn’t really scary for Bosco, it was well-lit, and the bars were large and strong. Then again, so wasn’t Air Grady, who was laying on his cot, listening to some Fef rap on a walkman. Hiei, his cellmate, was reading Santi’s porn magazines, flipping through the pages, It didn’t seem to be interesting to him. As Bosco walked by, Hiei looked up, snickering, “Hey, Air Grady, look at the boon guard the Military got.” Air Grady sat up, instead of looking up at the ceiling. When he saw Bosco, he shrugged, “Yeah, he’s a boon. Most of the military is. So?” “H-Hey! No insulting the military while I’m ‘round here!” Bosco said, hitting the bars with his braggart, “Y’got that?” “Oh. I see what you mean.” Air Grady said, without Hiei answering him. “Booooon.” --- Neo had an unlit cigarette in one hand, and a small cup of whisky in the other, sitting on a bar-stool at Greth’s mini-bar in the ball-room. Bryars’s head was on its side, resting on the bar shelf. His face was slightly red, from the amount of alcohol he had consumed. Apocalypse turned his head and looked at Bryars straight in the eye, “Dude, why do you do this every time? Always get wasted.” “Yeah, and…and your mom was…me and your mom had a BLAST last night, bub.” Bryars rasply said, holding an empty whisky cup, “Hahahaha…” “Sad.” Apocalypse shook his head in disappointment, then spun his barstool around to watch the dance-floor. Somehow Leon had managed to get Crystal insane or drunk enough to dance with him, one of the rare times Apocalypse saw the Lt. Colonel in a tux. Watching the two slow-dance was boring, especially with the nervous look on both of their faces, their first date. Or maybe they were just going as friends, like Seahawk and…Fado? Er, forget that, even though one of them was in a dress… “Hey, what’s with Seahawk tonight?” Apocalypse asked anyone at the bar. After a few seconds of awkward silence, Neo answered, “It’s his dream. As for Fado…um…Seahawk is a convincing she.” “Poor kid.” Apocalypse said, “Not even in the military. Either Sea asked him out, or…” Apocalypse shivered, he couldn’t bear the thought of either one in his head. Imagining that happening to him, or even worse, the person being a convincing female. --- “What is up with all of you and your philosophy of boons anyway?” Bosco asked, still annoyed however, from Air Grady and Hiei’s comments. The two jail-mates wer repeating, "Boon, boon," repeatedly as Bosco stood in front of their cell. “Eh. I’m just in it to beat the crap out of the military.” Hiei said, “The whole boon thing was Marcus and Zephyr’s ideas. And Anti-Boon is pretty catchy, too. Anti-Boon, Anti-Boon…” “I gotta write me an album to that.” Air Grady said, “Inspiring, Hiei. Really, Boon, boon, boon, boon…betcha that’ll hit the billboards.” “Meh. Might get over-played.” Hiei admitted, as much as he liked the idea. Air Grady shrugged in agreement, “Guess so. But I could always stick a label on it, ‘Inspired by the boon…’ Um…” He looked at the badge Bosco wore that bore his name, which only newbies wore, “Bosco, ‘Inspired by the Boon, Bosco’. Ha ha! Hey, that’s catchy! Boon Bosco!” “Bosco The Boon.” Hiei nodded his head in rhythm, then pointed at Air Grady, “Patten that, quick.” The whole time Bosco’s rage grew and grew inside, finally he drew his katana and smashed it against the bars, “Hey!! Shut up already! It’s a crappy song!” Hiei and Air Grady stopped talking, stared at each other in silence for a few moments, with their mouths wide open. Then they burst out laughing, “Booooooon!” “GAH! SHUTUP SHUTUP SHUTUP!” Bosco smashed the bars hard with his katana, with a loud bang each time. Before he knew it, Bosco was surrounded in darkness. The lights all shut off, and the hallways dark. Bosco backed up with his katana still drawn, looking around. He looked back towards where the other two MP Officers were in their room, with the small portable TV on, showing some light. The officers got up, with their braggarts in their hands, knowing as much about the situation as Bosco. Before Bosco could yell to them, another person entered the small station room and drew a sword, then attacked the two unsuspected Officers. They screamed, and their blood painted over the glass walls. Bosco gasped, and starting to step backwards slowly, which broke into a run. --- Back at the ball-room, Jaffar was at the entrance, with a tux on, arms crossed over and leaning against the wall. He rubbed his forehead, all this of the serial killings was irritating him, and this ball with the live music and everything wasn’t even helping him keep his mind off of it. Pendant entered the ball room with a long velvet dress on, and caught Jaffar in her eye. She walked up to him, “Guess I’m a little late.” Jaffar stopped rubbing his forehead and stared at her, “Huh? Late for what?” “Well, I was talking about the ball, but this works too.” She handed him a piece of paper, “From DNA. The piece of blade that Zidane found at Santi’s scene, it matched with Marcus’ DNA.” “Knew it.” Jaffar said, reading over the piece of paper. Pendant looked disappointed, “Wait, you knew!?” “No, just a guess. I didn’t mean…yeah.” Jaffar shrugged, “So now…I just need a scene to get Marcus to me. Then-“ Jaffar stopped in mid-sentence, leaving Pendant confused about her Colonel’s odd stop, “…eh?” “I detect psynergy.” Jaffar said, holding his head with one hand, “Psynergy…Mars, fire psynergy? You feel it?”’ Pendant looked confused for a second, then looked alert. “Y-Yeah, I feel it too…wait, but if I can feel it that close, then-“ Coincidently, both of them stopped on the word, “Then”, Pendant’s excuse being the right ball-room wall being blasted open with the Blast Psynergy from the outside. Immediately, everyone screamed and panicked, all the non-Military citizens running out the exit, with Jaffar and Pendant running towards the blast instead of away from it. The large-ball room wasn’t fully evacuated, even when the smoke started to clear a little. But when Garet walked up to the scene, a crystal spire shot at him from the clearing smoke. He had little time to quick-draw his katana that had flames roaring from it, and block the bullet-like crystal. He then used more Psynergy and blasted a large wave of fire at the almost transparent smoke, but a large blue barrier stopped it from coming any closer. “Enough of this smoke, I’m on the patch because Neo smokes so much around me.” Leon said and finally blew away the smoke with a gust of strong wind, now the ball-room was cleanly evacuated, leaving only Fef’s military at the scene. And the group responsible for the explosion, which was now clear. Air Grady and Hiei smiled with drawn katanas in their hands, and a fire-ball hovering above Air Grady’s palm. The blue barrier was being casted by whom Jaffar recognized as, Marcus. He smiled with other Anti-Boon members behind him, “Hello, children. Thought I’d stop by for a dance.”


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