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lynx212Title: Reasons: Number 05 of 20 Why the Truth is King…
Fandom: Static Shock
Author: Lynx212
Characters: Virgil/Hotstreak, Richie
Words: 299
Rating: M
Summary: The truth will set you free…or stun your enemies…either way you cut it, that rocks.
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I’m patrolling the West side of the city while Gear covers the East. I was about to call it a night when I catch a glimpse of Ferret ducking in an alley. I follow the sniveling man and when he leads me to a little meeting between some of the metabreed I hide and decide to eavesdrop.
Ebon is there spouting off some poorly thought-out plan to score some easy money and everyone is going along with it but, HotStreak.
“You got a problem with my plan, Francis?” Ebon sneers.
“Call me that again and your shitty plan will be the least of your concerns.”
The others are snickering but trying to hide it and only quit when Ebon glares at them.
“So what’s your problem…Hotstreak?”
“One, we would be stupid to try and take this on now with all the criminal activity this month. That place is sure to be guarded around the clock.”
“You scared of a few guards?”
“Fuck no, but once they realize we’re bang babies Static and Gear will be there before we even have a chance to get the loot loaded none the less out of the building.”
“He’s got a point, Ebon,” Kangor said, “You are the only one that can come and go through walls. Why don’t you come in and get the loot out?”
“Yeah,” Ferret echoed, “why don’t you?”
I watch as Ebon gives Hotstreak a look that could freeze hell but the redhead doesn’t flinch.
“Silence,” Ebon shouts, “I make the plans here.”
“Fine, but count me out.”
“Who said you had a choice?” Ebon threatens.
Hotstreak does nothing more than arch an eyebrow at the living shadow before walking away and leaving the rest of the Metabreed stunned and Ebon furious. Imagine that…Ebon didn’t get his way.
Fandom: Static Shock
Author: Lynx212
Characters: Virgil/Hotstreak, Richie
Words: 299
Rating: M
Summary: The truth will set you free…or stun your enemies…either way you cut it, that rocks.
*** *** ***
I’m patrolling the West side of the city while Gear covers the East. I was about to call it a night when I catch a glimpse of Ferret ducking in an alley. I follow the sniveling man and when he leads me to a little meeting between some of the metabreed I hide and decide to eavesdrop.
Ebon is there spouting off some poorly thought-out plan to score some easy money and everyone is going along with it but, HotStreak.
“You got a problem with my plan, Francis?” Ebon sneers.
“Call me that again and your shitty plan will be the least of your concerns.”
The others are snickering but trying to hide it and only quit when Ebon glares at them.
“So what’s your problem…Hotstreak?”
“One, we would be stupid to try and take this on now with all the criminal activity this month. That place is sure to be guarded around the clock.”
“You scared of a few guards?”
“Fuck no, but once they realize we’re bang babies Static and Gear will be there before we even have a chance to get the loot loaded none the less out of the building.”
“He’s got a point, Ebon,” Kangor said, “You are the only one that can come and go through walls. Why don’t you come in and get the loot out?”
“Yeah,” Ferret echoed, “why don’t you?”
I watch as Ebon gives Hotstreak a look that could freeze hell but the redhead doesn’t flinch.
“Silence,” Ebon shouts, “I make the plans here.”
“Fine, but count me out.”
“Who said you had a choice?” Ebon threatens.
Hotstreak does nothing more than arch an eyebrow at the living shadow before walking away and leaving the rest of the Metabreed stunned and Ebon furious. Imagine that…Ebon didn’t get his way.