The Weekends Over - Part 01

The Domes - Dome 4
LIG Holdings -The Grand Alexandria Resort
24-11-2298. 2238L


The moment the word lit up the display the crowd at the bar watching the race went nuts. Widowmaker had for the second year in a row claimed the first Fatality of the season. The replay showing in painfully slow motion how the duel had ended as she had suddenly braked and extended her arm outward the blade in hand pulled from the sheath on her back and suddenly extending catching the novice Racer unaware just under the faceguard of his helmet, his head separated from his shoulders in a single smooth motion.

Sure it was possible that his head could be recovered and replaced but for scoring purposes he was as dead as you could get.

A moment later Widowmaker crossed the line and the race was hers as well.

Twix suppressed the urge to cheer as well. She may have been one of Widowmakers biggest fans last year but this year she was the competition and she needed to be prepared.

The sudden draw and slash was one of Widowmakers signature moves and it was a signature move because it was practiced and well executed attack that Widowmaker had been using since her first year. Any racer worth his salt should have known that and not been stupid enough to challange her without a prepared defense or counter move.

Headless clearly had not had either and paid for that mistake.

Offering a quick glance towards Christopher it was obvious to her that he was not enjoyed the race as much as she did.

" So you're into this kinda thing ? " He offered catching her looking in his direction.

She nodded but said nothing.

Christopher gave one of his disapprovings looks and the hint of a frown before continuing to speak. " I guess I can understand the appeal but I can also understand why City Security has classified the sport as illegal."

Twix couldn't help but laugh at the idea of City Security and their idea of enforcement of the law and how they outright ignored an issue or attacked it in full body armor and guns blazing. The fact was that City Security tended to make a big show of making things illegal and yet somehow almost always failed to enforce that same law until it became a public issue. The Races were in fact technically illegal but actual attempts at enforcement were few and far between. Mostly because when you dug deep enough you came to realize that the Corperations not only sponsored some of the racers under the table but also profited off the race's themselves.

" Remember when City Security once made the ownership of Disney Corporation properties illegal or when they banned all paper media sighting it as a possible health risk."

Christopher frowned. " I see someone was actually paying attention in class. " He clearly wanted to offer more of an opinion but could read her expression well enough to know that his opinion was best kept to himself..

" We don't have to stay for the next race." She smiled warmly resting her hand on his thigh teasing him with her fingers as she leaned closer. " and if it really was that bad, I guess I could make it up to you."

" Oh, do you have something in mind." He inquired now that she had his undivided attention.

Twix smiled wickedly and leaned closer whispering something naughty into his ear before taking his hand in hers and drawing him to his feet as she stood as well.

They were about to head for the for the exit arm and arm when a familiar laugh drew her attention briefly to one of the nearby tables where a group of young well dressed socialites was seated talking.

At first she was clueless as to why the laugh was so familiar to her until her gaze fixed on those all too familiar features and she was able than to put the voice to a face nearly pissing herself than and there.

The voice belonged to Dita Chroma the singer, actress, and current cookie cutter media darling of Paradise City.

The reason that Twix had overlooked her this whole time was because she was not wearing her normal chaotic mess colorful cosmetics and sporting a head of neon colored hair. This version of Dita Chroma looked good citizen normal with a head of unremarkable shoulder length blonde hair and a minimum amount make-up required. Even her dress was normal in every way in this case a simple but elegant emerald green evening gown. Seemingly a normal woman seated at the table simply chatting with normal friends.

It was only after the absurdity of this idea struck her that Twix realised who it was Dita was seated with.

The man on her right hand was none other than The Blue Meanie himself but not the laid back slacker Racer that she knew from the highlight reels. This version was well dressed and well groomed with long blond hair dressed in a designer suit of marble Gray and seat across from him was Wrecking Machine nearly unrecognizable having ditched the psycho Junker look in favor of clean cut look as well. Dressed in a tailored dark blue suit both males event sporting the all too familiar LIG corporate logo pins on their breast pockets.

Unsurprising it was Dita who noticed her attention first rolling her eyes and looking away in annoyance at her apparent discovery. Her lips making out the words fangirl to her two companions who both offered a quick glance in Twix's direction.

The Blue Meanie clearly didn't recognize her from every other fangirl out there and was seemingly content to blow off the encounter but the same could not be said about Wrecking Machine who recognized her at once … Most likely because ever highlight reel Twix had seen to date of the prick all week often involved him licking the crotch or tits of her photos before the filth in his head came pouring out his mouth …

" Shit..." Twix cursed softly turning her attention to getting her and Christopher out the exit doors sooner than later. She however was clearly not fast enough because a sharp curse could be heard from behind her as they reached the doors. The reflection in the mirrored glass on the doors showing that while Wrecking Machine was clearly looking the other way she unfortunately gained the full attention of the other two at the table.

" Fuck me sideways … " She hissed sharply as she nearly dragged a very surprised Christopher down the corridor back to their room.


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