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Technocracy AU
Drabble, 362 words
Niou, Kirihara, Hiyoshi, Yuuta.
The continuation.
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"So if you're so smart and know everything about those Blacksuits," Kirihara said, leaning forward in his chair. "What do they want from us?"
There was a basket of chicken nuggets, playing cards, empty potato chip bags and plastic glasses filled with soda on the small table they'd found somewhere in the abandoned apartment building. There was also a few thousand-yen bills and a whole lot of coins on the table. The four of them occupied a room in one of the top floors, and their source of light was the bright neon sign right across the building.
"I know what they want from me," Niou said, arranging the cards in his hand. "I don't know what they want from you."
"But you said--"
"I didn't say I know everything about them," Niou said, leaning back on the chair. He fished for a few more yen in his pocket and threw the coins in the pile of money at the center of the table. "I just said what Yuuta said-- they want something from each of us. I know what they're after me for, I might have an idea about Yuuta, but I sure as hell have no idea what they want you for."
"Stop raising the bets, damnit," Hiyoshi said, throwing his cards in the pile. He grabbed a nugget and chewed. "Super strength," he said after finishing a second nugget.
"What about super strength?" Kirihara asked, throwing in a few more coins himself. "That's what they want me for," Hiyoshi replied, shrugging. Kirihara snorted, unbelieving. "Well," Yuuta began, fishing in his pockets. "If I can talk to you guys in your dreams, I'm sure Hiyoshi could have super strength." Yuuta came up with nothing and placed his cards in the pile. "What about you, Niou-san?"
Niou pulled up the sleeve of his shirt to reveal his left arm covered in an intricately designed tattoo on his left arm, covering his wrist to his elbow. "This," he said. The three younger boys looked at the tattoo in awe. "Whoa," was the collective reaction. "What's that do?" Kirihara asked. Niou just shrugged. "What can you do?"
Kirihara just smiled and showed his cards. Four aces and a king. "I win."
Drabble, 362 words
Niou, Kirihara, Hiyoshi, Yuuta.
The continuation.
---
"So if you're so smart and know everything about those Blacksuits," Kirihara said, leaning forward in his chair. "What do they want from us?"
There was a basket of chicken nuggets, playing cards, empty potato chip bags and plastic glasses filled with soda on the small table they'd found somewhere in the abandoned apartment building. There was also a few thousand-yen bills and a whole lot of coins on the table. The four of them occupied a room in one of the top floors, and their source of light was the bright neon sign right across the building.
"I know what they want from me," Niou said, arranging the cards in his hand. "I don't know what they want from you."
"But you said--"
"I didn't say I know everything about them," Niou said, leaning back on the chair. He fished for a few more yen in his pocket and threw the coins in the pile of money at the center of the table. "I just said what Yuuta said-- they want something from each of us. I know what they're after me for, I might have an idea about Yuuta, but I sure as hell have no idea what they want you for."
"Stop raising the bets, damnit," Hiyoshi said, throwing his cards in the pile. He grabbed a nugget and chewed. "Super strength," he said after finishing a second nugget.
"What about super strength?" Kirihara asked, throwing in a few more coins himself. "That's what they want me for," Hiyoshi replied, shrugging. Kirihara snorted, unbelieving. "Well," Yuuta began, fishing in his pockets. "If I can talk to you guys in your dreams, I'm sure Hiyoshi could have super strength." Yuuta came up with nothing and placed his cards in the pile. "What about you, Niou-san?"
Niou pulled up the sleeve of his shirt to reveal his left arm covered in an intricately designed tattoo on his left arm, covering his wrist to his elbow. "This," he said. The three younger boys looked at the tattoo in awe. "Whoa," was the collective reaction. "What's that do?" Kirihara asked. Niou just shrugged. "What can you do?"
Kirihara just smiled and showed his cards. Four aces and a king. "I win."