[The echoing of the crowds drowned out everything else around her. Samus could barely make out what play was being made. It was something she had already done a dozen times since joining this team so it didn’t matter. Her team, and the opponent’s, both waited on either side of the ring for the timer above them to hit zero. Samus was feeling the exhaustion set in. The suits each player was given took its toll on the players. Samus felt more comfortable in her own suit, but these suits were unique. It was a bit bulkier than her own suit but she moved around quicker than ever. Even though the suit, and arm cannon, were heavily influenced by Samus’ Chozo armor this set up was completely different and kept the traditional set up and style that was common with the Galactic Federation’s own armor. The timer finally hit zero. The ‘Ball dropped. Both sides rushed to grab it for themselves. Samus was in the lead, like always. She leaped and grabbed the ball. Taking it to the opponent’s goal was the objective and Samus always met her objective. The opposite team fired and charged and tried to take the ball for themselves. It became another brutal match as every player slammed into each other for control of the Blast Ball. Samus broke through the defense and with tossed the ‘Ball over. The opponent goalie went for it but missed. With a loud buzz, the goal was made and Samus’ team had one this match.]
[Samus and the female members in here team had ditched their suit and joined up in the locker rooms. Samus went over the plays in her head, trying to figure out what she could improve on.]
Cloey: Good game out there. We really showed them.
I almost slipped up.
Cloey: Don’t be so hard on yourself, Samus. I don’t think anyone else even noticed. Heck, I didn’t! You still got the final score.
Thanks.
Cloey: Whoa, don’t go all gooey on me. Don’t want people to think you’re human. [She gave off a small chuckle and a wink. Cloey pushed her auburn hair back behind her left ear. She wrapped a small earpiece around ear.] You know, you should think about joining the rest of the world and getting one of these. They come in handy and with the money you make here, you should be able to afford the newest model no problem!
That’s alright, I have my own thing.
Cloey: Well can your “thing” make calls, take pictures and read the news at the same time? I didn’t think so! [Cloey finished packing her things up and by then it was just the two of them.] I’m off. You staying here late again?
Yeah. I am going to work on some of the kinks in the machine.
Cloey: I’m not sure how you can do it. Alright, I’m not going to try and talk you into going home and sleeping anymore. Maybe you are a robot... Kidding! ‘Night.
















