#electronicsouls

[singer-saboteur-soldier-spy]

That feeling when you can’t remember the last fifty years of your life.

[mechaniclivian]

@electronic-souls

"Really?  Are you here to show me?"

[sharkeylux]

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Lux had been looking all day for Atlas.  It wasn't until the night fell upon Metro City that he found him, probably returning home from the RFT.  If he hadn't made a deal with the destruction robot almost a month before, one that dealt with getting rid of Deadcross, he wouldn't have even considered seeing the destruction robot ever again.  Even now, he was reluctant to approach him.

"Hey," Lux said to grab his attention.  He held a shoe box in his hands, but it wasn't a pair of shoes inside it.  Without knowing what else to say, he noted, "I finished it."

[mechaniclivian]

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"Atlas?  What are you doing here?"  Livian asked.  As she looked on the clock on her wrist, she saw that it had just past midnight.  "It's late."

Never mind that she was awake herself at this time of night.  For some reason, he was in his armor, and was that a shoebox in his hand.  What was going on?

[mechaniclivian]

@electronic-souls

"Parameters?"  Livian asked.  "You mean like rules?  Um, not really?"

[singer-saboteur-soldier-spy]

Idle Hands [Axl]

@electronic-souls

Axl hadn’t been given a mission assignment in weeks, and the inactivity was driving him crazy.

He’d been through all the psychological evaluations, medical examinations, training audits - all of it! There was nothing to say he wasn’t absolutely, 110% acclimated, and ready to return to active duty.

But a bored Axl was a dangerous Axl, and even Hunter leadership could only tolerate so much pestering (Axl certainly hadn’t been keeping quiet about his eagerness to get back on active duty - many of the Navigators had started screening his curious calls...), so he was, eventually, assigned to a mission.

A boring, standard recon mission in a sector of the city that hadn’t seen more activity than the occasional graffiti artist, but a mission nonetheless.

“HEeeeyy, Zero!” Axl’s face lit up at the sight of the familiar blond. “What’re you doing down here?”

[mechaniclivian]

@electronic-souls

Rag was already having a rough day.

He hovered in the doorway of the locker room for the RFT, knowing he had to speak to Atlas.  The only thing was, he didn't want to.  Atlas already wasn't fond of him, and if he figured out who Rag was, he would hate him more.  If Atlas went to fight his opponent that day, Rag just knew his secret would get out, and that was not something he wanted.

So, he waited for Atlas, knowing he would be at the locker room anytime now.  Though there was plenty of time before his next fight, Rag wanted to make sure he caught him way before it started, so they could talk.

[nomightbutmine]

electronic-souls replied to your post:“I think I’ll start this year the same way I ended...

ATLAS: “Just keep it out of my city.”

“Aw, what kind of spirit is that, Ace? It’s just like fireworks! Only aimed at the buildings and stuff.”