Sunday, April 23, 2006

Ch.3: Techno Blaster

Ch 3 Techno Blaster Zeke stood with his mouth hanging open. This was incredible. Was this were he was going to work? "Ehurm! Boy!" yelled Mitsurugi. Zeke looked over and saw his new boss on a path that lead to the largest building. Two of the soldier men walked in front of them and three walked behind. "As you can see, we are underground." "Wha?" Zeke replied dumbly. "There are five ES2 buildings all together. Main, medical, training, living quarters, and the DM. Are you keeping up, boy?" The men behind Zeke sniggered. He nodded as he sped up his pace to match the unbelievable speed of the old man. "We are heading to the main building now. That is usually where you'll find me. You will be assigned missions there as well. Thousands of records, info, and files are stored there." Zeke registered it. "Medical is directly behind it. There, obviously, is where our injured and wounded men go to heal up. Finest doctors I could find." "Nurses?" Zeke asked, remembering the hot nurse from the hospital. "No. No women are permitted here." the Commander said blandly, "The training facility is to your right. Field and advanced training. Battle simulations. Shooting galleries and head to head combat practice. Living quarters are to your left." Zeke, starting to get dizzy from all of this information, glanced to his left. "Like your average apartments. Each has a four room living space. Front room, dining room, bathroom, and a bedroom. The cafeteria is located downstairs. The food is set up buffet style and we always have a generous selection. You can eat in your room or in the cafe. On the ground level is a laundry room but we hired maids to assist with anything. And that is the living quarters." Mitsurugi said pulling his beard. Zeke waited for him to start a big speech about the DM, whatever that was. But he said nothing, as if he were finished. "Erm, the DM, Sir?" The men in front glanced back, interested too. "Although I will not tell you where it is..." he started to say. But Zeke quickly butt in. "Why not, Sir?" "Only my elite soldiers are allowed. Continuing though, the DM is the…” he hesitated. Mitsurugi looked at the men in front of them and they returned their stare to the front. "I'm sure you've noticed the tree in the center." "Y, yes Sir." Zeke said, disappointed. Whatever DM was, it was gnawing at his brain. "That provides us with the oxygen, of course. Not much air gets down here. HALT!" The men split up with an even number of them at each side. "Come in, Zeke. The Main Building." Commander rushed inside and Zeke followed. Inside it looked like a work office. There was a desk at the front, much like a secretary's, and a water dispenser with little paper cups attached to the side. The carpet was creamed colored and the waiting couches in there matched. "Good day, Shawn." Captain said to a young man at the desk. "Mitsurugi, Sir!" he said as he flung something in the trash bin. Zeke studied him. He looked really young. Not much older than then kid-demon. He had light brown hair and matching eyes. Covering them, he had thin wired, black, squared glasses. "The registering of Mr. Aunama is all done, I presume?" Captain asked. "Of course, Sir!" Shawn said, "Really." Captain stared for awhile. "Alright. Just file the last of the info needed and send him in my office when you’re through." Commander said, while opening a door and stepping inside. He closed it quietly. Zeke looked around and sat on the leather chair in front of the boy's desk.” This is, ah, yours." Shawn said while handing Zeke a card. "Ahh. Alright, just, uh, fill this out. Then I'll just ask you a few questions. K'?" Shawn asked. "Sure." Zeke said, sliding the paper towards him. He looked at the card. It was an ID card. He stuffed it in his pocket and began. He grabbed a pen from the mug on the desk and clicked it once. He yawned and read through the paper. He looked over at Shawn. He was watching the door that Mitsurugi went through. Then he knelt down next to the garbage can and grabbed a blue hand-held video game from it. He turned the on button upwards and started at it. Zeke peered over and saw that he was playing the rather popular "Techno Blaster". Shawn stood up, backed up into his chair, sat, and pulled his knees up to his chest. He continued to play. A small explosion sound echoed from the little system. "Damn it!" he muttered quietly. Shawn looked up and saw Zeke staring at him. He immediately threw the game in the garbage. "Hey! Wait!" Zeke said as he stood and retrieved the game. "What's the big deal?" Zeke asked. "Well, ahh, I'm not allowed to play video games in here." Shawn answered shakily. "Shit. Really? Well I guess that I'm gonna' be pretty damn bored then because-" Zeke faded as he pulled out a silver version of the system from his pants pocket. "Cool!" Shawn said amazed. He slowly took his back from Zeke. "How old are you?" he asked. "Twenty-one." Zeke said, "And you?" "Oh, ahh, I'm twenty." Shawn stuttered. "No you're not, you little liar!" "Fine, fine. I'm seven-teen but that doesn't change anything, right?" "Right." Zeke said calmly. "So," Shawn grinned, "twenty-one, huh?" "Yeah, yeah. It's pathetic, I know, but I'm completely addicted. "Zeke said turning the power on.” So what?" Shawn said, "I'm never gonna' stop playing. Two player?" "Sure, but I'll warn you. I'm a veteran at this game." Zeke said proudly. "Techno Blaster?" Shawn said, getting excited, "But it just came out!" "Find out for yourself." Zeke challenged. "You’re on!" It was then very tense. The only noise that was audible was short blips and long bleeps. Occasional exploding noises. Shawn's eyes were wide with excitement and had a huge grin on his face. Zeke was feeling good too. He was happy to find someone like him there. He was really nervous about coming here. He expected all older guys. All making fun of his lame gun shooting and how he cuffed his captees. They would all call him newbie or kid. So what if he's seven-teen. This kid's great, he thought. "Yesss! Take that!" Zeke shouted. "You totally cheated, though! See, right there." Shawn shouted back. The air from all of their shouting blew the paper work to the floor. Mitsurugi busted through the door. "What the devil is with all of this shouting?" he yelled. Shawn and Zeke threw their games in the trash. Commander eyed the paper on the floor. "Do you want me to fire you once and for all, Shawn?" Commander asked meanly. Zeke quickly looked over at Shawn and saw that he was sweating all of the sudden. "It was me that was shouting, old man." Zeke said. Mitsurugi's eyes glared. Shawn dropped his mouth at the retort. "What did you say, boy?" "Sir." Zeke finished. Commander sighed loudly. "Just finish up the damned paper work and come in my room." He returned in the room and closed the door. "Woah." Shawn breathed, "I never heard any one talk to Captain like that." "Well, I guess you never met a person who knows an old fart when he sees one, huh?" Zeke smiled and looked over at his new friend. Shawn laughed and grinned back.

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