The Ultimate Organization III

"If you say so..." Ravakov frowned.

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"Hey, you guys? Wanna test your racers in the training simulation?" Xane asked. "They say it's good practice for the real race."

 

Wing watched as a portal opened before him. UPA agents being lead by a man who looked like skinner began pouring out. Wing quickly grabbed Vecked and took to the skies, opening a portal high enough to where the portal machine wouldn't be able to detect where they had gone.

"better luck next time boys."




Wing and Vecked ended up in a new world in the middle of a city, people began giving the sandy brown haired boy and dark haired prince looks of confusion.

 

OOC: Dragon Treader HT-45? I'll make a nickname for it.

BIC: "Twin engines, dragon-based design, incredibly fast, but large...hence the treader name," Xardius said, eying the ilium ship. "I'll name it the Dueling Dragons."

Grabbing some paint cans, he began spraying...

When he was finished, the two snarling dragon heads were completed.

"Oh, I'm good," Xardius said. "Now to modify..."

OOC: By the way, how'd everyone like my plot with Xardius?

 

OOC: Cool, but it still raises some questions about Enigma's motives...And technically the raging ship's are gummis.

BIC: "What after your swords?" Xane asked, eyeing the Magma Phaser. "You goin' to the training simulation?"

 

OOC: Gummi, sorry...XD; and as Azull said, Enigma does things for his own reasons, and no one knows what those are...

"Yeah," Xardius grunted from halfway inside his engine. "I definitely need to test those modifications. This thing was pretty easy to modify..."

 

"Nice ship, Xardius," Nulix commented to Xardius, as he walked towards his ship. A light blue and silver Unipod Altima, it wasn't a very well armed or well defended vehicle, but it was lite and fast.

 

"Yeah, I'll see ya there later, then," Xane said, walking off.

OOC: Bah! Once again I have to go...But I may be on later...Stay online!

 

OOC: I'll only be on for 45 more minutes, then I gotta do homework, XD.

BIC: "Thanks, Nulix," Xardius said. "Though I like that yours is small...Of course, I probably wouldn't fit in it."

Putting the provided tool box back on the nearby desk, he climbed into his gummi. "I'll follow you guys to the simulation area thing..."

 

"So Xardius," Nulix said, laying underneath his ship, making a few last minute tweaks to his ship before going in the training arena, "Can you drive man? I mean, I know you can drive, drive well, but can you... drive?"

 

"Driving like you mean it," Xardius said from inside his ship, where he'd frowned and begun messing with the control system, "is a skill I have acquired over the years. How about you?"

 

Nulix stood up and dusted himself off, "I can drive... back on Iceving I could beat everyone in the world league but Vecked, and they had some big people there."

 

"Really?" Xardius asked. "I heard about some kids who had won the tournament there..."

"Listen, Nulix, this is probably gonna end up a pretty dirty competition, so watch your back," Xardius said. "People could try to take you out while you're in the race, and out of the race. You'll have to take them out in the race before they can do it to you, and out of the race...well, you're warned. They'll probably give some big shot rule that there can't be any foul play, such as sabotaging another person's ship, or maiming another driver, but still..."

 

Nulix nodded, "Every race has it's bad apples. This league ain't the big league, they allow defensive equipment here. I know there will be more than a few cheaters in this type of race."

 

"So," Xardius said, changing the subject after a moment. "What are you working on?"

 

"On the ship?" Nulix asked, "Just adding a few things to adjust the handling... I, uh, also loosened the speed container a little bit, just an extra speed boost for the race... Hey man, what do you think about Lexx's deal? You think he means best?"

 

"One thing I've learned from living, Nulix," Xardius chuckled. "Never trust anyone offering you money...not even your own mother."

"Lexx is doing what's best for him," Xardius shook his head. "Before we accept his offer, I think we should wring out of him just what it entails."

 

"I guess your right," Nulix muttered, wondering where Xane was...

OOC: Cough cough, Pirate.

 

"On the other hand," Xardius said, climbing out of the ship and heading for the back, spinning a wrench in his hands. He climbed inside the exhaust and began tinkering in there too.

"In the short term, he can't make us do anything we don't want to...It's after the war that I'm worried about. So, if we form a pre-contract to extract from him what the contract would entail, we can probably get quite a bit of cash...Which I'm sure you'll love, Nulix..."

 

"I would love that," Nulix remarked, listening to Xardius with interest.

 

Xardius shrugged. "I'll write one up sometime before the race ends. Just don't sign anything Lexx gives you until then..."

OOC: Gotta go. See you guys later. I won't be on tomorrow, FYI.