02-08-2017, 05:35 PM
AndrAIa looked up from her seat on the couch as Matrix entered their house. She frowned in confusion, but noticed just how determined he looked.
“That was quick,” AndrAIa commented. She’d been getting dressed while Matrix and Mewtwo had their argument out front, and by the time she made it outdoors, they’d both run off into the village.
“Looks like we have some work to do,” Matrix answered. “If you’re up for it.”
“Of course,” AndrAIa replied, sliding her boots on at the mere sound of adventure. “What, exactly, though?”
“A bunch of people ran amok while we were away. Primes,” Matrix explained quickly. “Seems like it has everything to do with those Imperial ambassadors. We’re going to find one of the runaway primes and get some answers.”
“Sounds like a plan,” AndrAIa nodded. “Does this have anything to do with the Liberation Front?”
“Doesn’t look like it, but we’ll stay on guard,” Matrix admitted. “We can deal with them later. They’re the long problem. This thing can spiral out of control if we don’t get a handle on it, right now.”
“Then what do we have to go on?” AndrAIa scratched her head.
“Two of the primes were Imperials, or at least are now. A third one wasn’t,” Matrix explained. “Seems like he’s the key to all of this. We’re going to find him and figure out what happened.”
“And the ambassadors?” AndrAIa continued to pry.
“Mewtwo’s problem,” Matrix said.
AndrAIa giggled, causing Matrix to raise an eyebrow. She knew what he was about to ask, so she went ahead and answered it for him. “You’re so cute when you’re being a good citizen.”
Matrix rolled his eyes. “Whatever. Are you coming?”
“Of course,” AndrAIa replied, standing up. “It’s probably a good idea to spend some time away, while the assassins are still thinking about us.”
Matrix shuddered. Being ambushed by Liberation Front assassins at their front door just one night earlier had been a trying experience. It was definitely a good idea to spend a little more time away from any more trouble this close to their home. A little detour should give the Liberation Front time to settle down enough that they wouldn’t see the next assault coming. After all, Matrix didn’t intend to just let it go.
The two of them exited the door to their home, and Matrix locked it up behind them. While he was doing that, AndrAIa pondered for a minute before finally making a decision.
“We shouldn’t take that same boat,” she voiced her opinion. “Not while the Liberation Front knows what it looks like. Same as the house, we’re on their minds.”
Matrix nodded, frustrated about how accurate that was. This was going to be the difficult part about staying as residents of Cinnabar. They’d left their troubles and enemies made behind every time they departed with a game beforehand. Now they had real, lasting consequences to deal with, and it wasn’t going to be easy to remember that all the time.
They made their way down the hill to the river their home overlooked. Matrix held his hands out and got to work on summoning a boat that would be somewhat more low-key, but also just as fast as they needed to get them around. AndrAIa could only watch with awe and a little bit of envy at his ability to sculpt the building blocks of this land to his will.
Matrix finished with the boat a short time later, and glanced to his girlfriend. She gave a warm smile, masking her creeping insecurities about the nature of Omnilium, primes, and secondaries. Instead, she simply looked at the vessel. It was a small, two-seater that was designed for speed over anything else. That was just fine, because they could provide their own offensive firepower with little trouble.
“All aboard,” Matrix joked, and AndrAIa gave an uneasy chuckle as well.
In no time at all their speedboat tore down the river and into the open seas. Their search had begun.
“That was quick,” AndrAIa commented. She’d been getting dressed while Matrix and Mewtwo had their argument out front, and by the time she made it outdoors, they’d both run off into the village.
“Looks like we have some work to do,” Matrix answered. “If you’re up for it.”
“Of course,” AndrAIa replied, sliding her boots on at the mere sound of adventure. “What, exactly, though?”
“A bunch of people ran amok while we were away. Primes,” Matrix explained quickly. “Seems like it has everything to do with those Imperial ambassadors. We’re going to find one of the runaway primes and get some answers.”
“Sounds like a plan,” AndrAIa nodded. “Does this have anything to do with the Liberation Front?”
“Doesn’t look like it, but we’ll stay on guard,” Matrix admitted. “We can deal with them later. They’re the long problem. This thing can spiral out of control if we don’t get a handle on it, right now.”
“Then what do we have to go on?” AndrAIa scratched her head.
“Two of the primes were Imperials, or at least are now. A third one wasn’t,” Matrix explained. “Seems like he’s the key to all of this. We’re going to find him and figure out what happened.”
“And the ambassadors?” AndrAIa continued to pry.
“Mewtwo’s problem,” Matrix said.
AndrAIa giggled, causing Matrix to raise an eyebrow. She knew what he was about to ask, so she went ahead and answered it for him. “You’re so cute when you’re being a good citizen.”
Matrix rolled his eyes. “Whatever. Are you coming?”
“Of course,” AndrAIa replied, standing up. “It’s probably a good idea to spend some time away, while the assassins are still thinking about us.”
Matrix shuddered. Being ambushed by Liberation Front assassins at their front door just one night earlier had been a trying experience. It was definitely a good idea to spend a little more time away from any more trouble this close to their home. A little detour should give the Liberation Front time to settle down enough that they wouldn’t see the next assault coming. After all, Matrix didn’t intend to just let it go.
The two of them exited the door to their home, and Matrix locked it up behind them. While he was doing that, AndrAIa pondered for a minute before finally making a decision.
“We shouldn’t take that same boat,” she voiced her opinion. “Not while the Liberation Front knows what it looks like. Same as the house, we’re on their minds.”
Matrix nodded, frustrated about how accurate that was. This was going to be the difficult part about staying as residents of Cinnabar. They’d left their troubles and enemies made behind every time they departed with a game beforehand. Now they had real, lasting consequences to deal with, and it wasn’t going to be easy to remember that all the time.
They made their way down the hill to the river their home overlooked. Matrix held his hands out and got to work on summoning a boat that would be somewhat more low-key, but also just as fast as they needed to get them around. AndrAIa could only watch with awe and a little bit of envy at his ability to sculpt the building blocks of this land to his will.
Matrix finished with the boat a short time later, and glanced to his girlfriend. She gave a warm smile, masking her creeping insecurities about the nature of Omnilium, primes, and secondaries. Instead, she simply looked at the vessel. It was a small, two-seater that was designed for speed over anything else. That was just fine, because they could provide their own offensive firepower with little trouble.
“All aboard,” Matrix joked, and AndrAIa gave an uneasy chuckle as well.
In no time at all their speedboat tore down the river and into the open seas. Their search had begun.