08-04-2015, 03:06 AM
"Yosh." Olympus punched his open palm and looked around, realizing...welp, this was not a small library. Not in the least. It'd take a lot of footwork to get the information he needed. Gangs prevalent, signs of corruption in the lower 'decks' of the city...A quiet sorrow as he remembered he was alone. But wait, didn't that strange figure...the man in white..Olympus clenched his fist now, a soft breath hissing out like the steam of an overworked engine.
The power in his heart, would bring his memories to life. Again his mind went into overdrive to remember every little detail he could. Rider Squadron 3, Zodiac's finest. The black motorcycle helmets, their kevlar jackers and that unswerving loyalty. They would be his allies. Maybe with this power inside, he could make Corsucant feel a bit more like home. As he stood and pieced together the picture, the memories of his friends swelled to his forehead like a bubble and burst into reality. It had been a few minutes of work, but one by one, Zodiac Squadron 3 was back in action. A stabbing pain in Olympus' temples at the overworking of his mind, were they expected to do this every time?
"It's nice to see you again, sir!" A salute from the head of the rider squad.
"...And same to you, Rider! We have a mission today. A grand mission, one that'll test our knowledge and our speed. We're in a brand new world, but the same injustices are everywhere. This is a city built on it, it seems...but fear not. You remember what Grandpa said. If we can protect someone at arm's length, that's what we do. For now, everyone split up and find information. We're looking for whatever we can use to root out those who would abuse the weak, and the good..You know what to do. Rider Squadron!"
Each one of the 5 saluted.
"Fan out!"
The power in his heart, would bring his memories to life. Again his mind went into overdrive to remember every little detail he could. Rider Squadron 3, Zodiac's finest. The black motorcycle helmets, their kevlar jackers and that unswerving loyalty. They would be his allies. Maybe with this power inside, he could make Corsucant feel a bit more like home. As he stood and pieced together the picture, the memories of his friends swelled to his forehead like a bubble and burst into reality. It had been a few minutes of work, but one by one, Zodiac Squadron 3 was back in action. A stabbing pain in Olympus' temples at the overworking of his mind, were they expected to do this every time?
"It's nice to see you again, sir!" A salute from the head of the rider squad.
"...And same to you, Rider! We have a mission today. A grand mission, one that'll test our knowledge and our speed. We're in a brand new world, but the same injustices are everywhere. This is a city built on it, it seems...but fear not. You remember what Grandpa said. If we can protect someone at arm's length, that's what we do. For now, everyone split up and find information. We're looking for whatever we can use to root out those who would abuse the weak, and the good..You know what to do. Rider Squadron!"
Each one of the 5 saluted.
"Fan out!"