Greasemonkey ch.4-ch6
#2 of Grease-monkey
Grease Monkey Tech X Rev fan fiction Author: Pyry Cole
Chapter Four: To The Stars It had been about a week since Rev and Tech actually confessed their feelings for one another. Since that day, some of the others had noticed their rather chipper mood. However, their conclusions about the two never came close to them having any kind of relationship. It had been a relatively calm couple of weeks, no villain attacks, and enough time for Ace to make a full recovery from their last mission. Tech had also been able to finish up the team's new ship. He decided to use the intercom to tell everyone to come see his newest creation in about an hour so they would have time to finish whatever they were doing at the moment. He decided to wait for everyone in the small corner lounge that was installed in the hangar after they insisted he should take more frequent breaks, and they figured a comfy chair or two, nice and close to the workspace would convince him to listen to them. After a bit of time had passed, everyone had finally made their way down to the hangar, Duck, not quite so eager to see the new "Toy" tech had made. "This had better be worth it bub" Duck said with his familiar lisp. "Oh it's worth it, at least it will be to everyone else." Tech assured him, pushing a small button on the primary hangar control console. "I give you the R-T 12062!" A gigantic steel door that had divided off more than half of the hangar slowly creaked to life. The room was dominated by the groan of such a massive door, along with the sound of its gears clicking as they turned. The door took nearly two minutes to finish opening, and what lay on the other side was a spectacular sight. A silvery black streamlined aircraft lay on the other side. The craft was absolutely gigantic, its wingspan alone taking up nearly half of the tower's considerable hangar space. It was of little wonder why it was built in the large lower hangar. The underused facility was originally intended to contain a large portion of the Acmetropolis Air Fleet for the surrounding sector, but later remained unused when the tower was reassigned as the Loonatics' headquarters. The double decked ship's wingspan must have been over two hundred feet, the length over three hundred. "We've said it before... but you "Really" need to get out more." Duck said, trying to hide his awe with his commentary. "Real neat Tech, but what's so amazing about a jet? Last I hoid, the plane had already been invented." Ace said smugly. "This craft is anything but an ordinary plane. For starters, though it isn't much longer than a commercial aircraft, the armor makes it weigh in at over three times as much, about ten thousand tons. Also, rather than first class cabins and complimentary peanuts, you'll find this baby is loaded up with full medical facilities, as well as my new port-o-lab 2.0, a full suite of defensive measures, storage for additional tools that may become necessary during any assignment, and an ops-center in addition to the primary cockpit, giving us more control over the situation with advanced information gathering abilities. Naturally, to get something this heavy into the air, we need a LOT of force, so conventional jets were out of the question. However, thanks to a little insight, I was able to construct a burst propulsion system, which works by fusing and splitting atoms, allowing a healthy amount of power for all its systems, about 900 megawatts. And it can produce hundreds of times its own mass in thrust from a relatively small cluster of atoms. Finally, as a kicker, the ship is space capable, and I was able to make a somewhat primitive wormhole generator from what little I was able to study of Optimatus' gauntlets, however, since it can't make a wormhole that leads all the way to its destination point, I rigged up a way for it to use them as a sort of warp catapult, making interstellar travel possible." The coyote explained. Ace was busy staring off into space, falling victim to his short attention span as Tech delivered his rather winded explanation of the ship's abilities... "Uh... I kinda missed that part after "anything but ordinary" ... can ya simplify that a bit?" Tech slapped his hand to his forehead. Once again his simple description was still too complex for most of the team. "Okay, let's put it in a manner that "won't" lose your attention." He started "It's got a lot of neat toys, it's really fast, and it can go in space." "Ah I see, why didn't ya say that in the foist place buddy?" Ace said, folding his arms across his chest. Tech rolled his eyes, sighing as rev zipped over behind him putting a hand on his shoulder. "Don't-worry-Tech-I-was-listening-I-understood-every-word-well-almost-every-word-but -still-I-think-I-understood-it-enough-man-that-thing-is-Awesome!-just-the-fact-that-you- able-to-give-it-such-a-high-thrust-to-fuel-ratio!-I-mean-"Really!"-atom-splitting-reactors -where-do-you-come-up-with-this-stuff?-this-one-won't-implode-like-the-eagle-will-it?-I- really-hope-not-because-its-even-MORE-awesome-than-that-one-was-and-I-don't-think -it'd-be-fun-to-implode-I-mean-being-crushed-to-the-size-of-a-penny-just-wouldn't-make- my-day-but-then-again-you-know-what-your-doing-this-thing-should-WAIL-on-our-old-jet -I-can't-wait-till-we-take-it-for-a-ride!" Then, rather unexpectedly, the shimmering image of Zodavia appeared on the hangar's holo-com. "Well, you may get that chance sooner than you would expect. There appears to be a disturbance in the Alpha Centauri system. One that my have dire complications even for Acmetropolis." Zodavia changed the holo-com display, showing world shrouded in a hazy purple atmosphere. "This world is called Pholdar, known to most humans as Alpha Centauri B-4. There is currently a crisis developing on the planet, which may develop into an interstellar war. I pray it does not come to this." "So, what's goin' on down there Zodavia?" Ace inquired. "A number of supposed officials from varying planets have come to this world, and have disgraced their worlds in the eyes of the Pholdarian government. In addition to their rather disgraceful behavior as emissaries, many of them have been spotted sabotaging certain industries on the planet. Of primary concern is the reported presence of Acmetropolis Minister of Defense, Jonathan Redd. What makes this concern so great is the fact that the minister is currently on Acmetropolis, at government complex 243. It is imperative that you investigate this problem thoroughly, and put a stop to this smear. You must avoid war at any cost. Godspeed, Loonatics." She expounded. "You hoid er Loonatics! Let's jet!" he declared. They quickly began preparations to head out. Since Rev was the fastest, he was left with the duty of filling out the compartments in the ship with various inventions. Each of them gathered a couple of their belongings to take with them, since they would likely be away from home for a while. In the cargo cabin were some items of note, a small videogame console, and discs, as well as a portable gaming system, a couple "Hare care" products, a ninja action novel, a large amount of groceries, a few little technological oddities, and a Tech E. Coyote Plush doll which sat in the corner. "So, Tech, about how long will it take for us to get there?" Lexi inquired. "Let's see, even with the warp catapult, we have a ways to go... I'd say about three weeks." Tech said, and then added chuckling, "There's some food in the kitchen compartment, which should last us, assuming Slam packed enough food for himself in the cargo bay." "... yeah, and ... where exactly are we going again?" Duck added. "Well" rev began, as he strapped himself into one of the chairs on the bridge as he prepared his hyper charged monologue. "It's-a-star-system-called-Alpha-Centauri, also-known-as-Rigil-Kentarus-which-is-actually-the-proper-name-it's-name-is-derived -from-the-arabic-phrase-Rijl-el-kentarus-meaning-foot-of-the-centaur-and-is-the -nearest-star-system-to-acmetropolis-at-a-distance-of-about-4.37-lightyears- and-is-considered-a-tertiary-star-system-containing-two-sun-sized-stars-locked -in-a-stable-orbit-around-each-other-then-about-0.22-lightyears-from-the-rest- of-the-system-is-an-orbiting-red-dwarf-called-proxima-centauri.-the-average-orbit -of-the-main-stars-brings-them-at-closest-the-distance-from-the-sun-to-saturn- and-at-farthest-the-sun-to-pluto-relative-distance-between-the-two-stars-there -are-twelve-planets-in-the-habitable-regions-the-particular-planet-we..." "Alright alright! I get it already!" Duck interrupted loudly. "I didn't ask for the encyclopedia?" Tech's voice came over the craft's intercom, "Alright guys, I hope you're strapped in. I'm going to start up the reactor now." "Starting particle oscillation turbines in three, two, mark" as tech flipped the switch, a low hum reverberated through the ship as the reactor filled with a reddish gas, eventually the noise faded into the background. Tech continued the procedure. "Now I just need to activate the compression matrix." The gasses in the reaction chamber started to condense as high pressure pushed them together. "Okay guys, here goes nothing, activating meson saturators." The gas in the ethertitanium power core started to churn and transform as the boson-type particles flowed through it, radiating virtual gluons which caused the atoms in the gas to attract to one another and eventually fuse. The elements started becoming heavier and heavier, until eventually they condensed into vaporized uranium and quickly destabilized, splitting back into lighter elements. The accelerated process of fusion and decay caused extremely high amounts of energy to be released, which were then harvested by the ship as her systems started to light up, and her engines roared to life. As the reactions reach their acme the light emanating through the ethertitanium observation chamber became extremely bright, thusly, the ship's automatic safety measures shielded the chamber within a solid lead cylinder to block out the harmful light and radiation. Tech, knowing this would happen of course, had previously installed solar energy collectors on the inner face of the cylinder, allowing the ship to harvest even more power. As the hangar door ascended, allowing a path out of the tower, the roar of the ship's engines could be heard through the nearby commercial sector that surrounded the tower. As ace pushed down the throttle, the ship lurched forward, and as it picked up speed, it shot through the sky at a relatively high angle, and continued upward, clearing the planet's ionosphere in under a minute. The ship's engines stopped, letting it coast deeper into space for a short period. "Alright guys... and Lexi", tech's voice emanated from the ship's intercom again "we're going to make our first catapult jump. You might want to sit down for it still. It's a rather bumpy ride." Maneuvering thrusters fired to turn the ship into position, and once her heading was on track, the engines engaged once more for a long duration burn. As the vessel accelerated the chassis began to glow brightly as the boundaries of space started to weaken around it, until it eventually snapped, pinching together two points in space to create a rather unique wormhole, once the ship had just barely phased through, a subspace surge caused the wormhole to dissipate, making the space between the ship and the destination point rubber band back to its normal form, launching the ship at greater than light speeds through the interstellar medium. * * *
Chapter Five: Red Mist Plasma shells flew through the purple skies, making a thunderous crack as they passed overhead. The smell of burned bodies and vehicle exhaust permeated the entire sector. A fierce army was making their way through the streets of Acmetropolis sector 114. The Acmetropolis military tried to hold back the invasion force. Bodies, scraps, and charred remains littered the landscape, as explosions echoed through the streets, rocking buildings to their foundations. The defenders seemed to be fighting a losing battle, as they tried to halt the northward advance. Suddenly, a sound, greater than any explosion from the Pholdarian or Human weapons heard thus far erupted. At the source was a very large craft whose wings bared a familiar but simple logo. Any soldiers getting a sight of this supersonic vessel instantly recognized the symbol. The simple triangle was a sign of the Loonatics' presence on the field. Suddenly from the human side of these ramparts had arisen the sound of a thousand soldiers cheering. Five figures flew out of the ship, landing just behind the front lines of the battle. "Well this ain't good. Tech, you got an idea how we can stop these guys?" Ace said as the team touched down. A crackle came over their communicators, and following it, Tech's voice. "Well, if we could down their field command vessel, they should probably retreat, however, that will only buy us some time, perhaps a day. After that, we really need to find a more permanent solution to help the soldiers in this sector fend off future invasions here." "Uh, yeah. So how do you propose we do that?" he retorted. "You have to get inside the ship so you can disable its shields. Mostly that task should be left to Duck and Rev, since they can get in and out quickly. The rest of us will have to thin out the enemy numbers and push the front as much as possible. I can take care of the other ships, but the shielding matrix on the command unit is far too strong." Tech continued, "I'll come around to .... What the hell?!" The Sky Runner made another pass over the field. This time in its wake followed dozens of small Pholdarian fighters. The barrage of cannons on the fighters could be heard all around the field, as well as several crashes. The black smoke began to fill the area as multiple passes were made, and ships fell from the sky, all the while a rain of ethertitanium debris began to fall. Suddenly on the fifth pass over the field, which was already covered in shrapnel from exploding fighters, and from layers of armor being peeled off the Sky Runner there was a large explosion as its core was breached. The ruined hulk of a craft came falling back to the ground well behind the enemy lines, crashing into some of the higher ranking Pholdarian airships. "Tech!!" Rev screamed at the top of his lungs. "Tech!?-are-you-there-please-speak-to-me-say-anything-anything-at-all-just-let- me-know-you're-alive." After twenty seconds with no responses, the rest of the Loonatics dropped their heads, for they had no choice but to assume the worst. Tears welled up in Rev's eyes as he stood in shock. Abruptly, he disappeared in a flash and a strong gust of air followed him. 'Come-on-this-can't-be-you-can't-be-gone-not-after-we-finally...nonononononononono!- not-after-I-learned-no!-I-finally-have-you-I'm-not-going-to-lose-you!!' his thoughts said over and over, racing through his head as he raced towards the crash site. He only took a few moments to get there, but it felt like hours as he ran through a barrage of weapons fire, scenarios playing out in his head of what he might find on the other end. Several enemy shots made contact, burning his shoulder, other weapons and shrapnel cutting deeply into his flesh. By the time he reached the ship, tears streaming down his eyes, the pain caught up with him, and he collapsed onto his knees once he got inside the hulk of a vessel. He spent a rather short amount of time to crawl towards the bridge, shrugging off the agony as blood ran down his arms and legs, turning his feathers crimson. Finally, he found Tech, but he was just laying there, his body still as an oil painting. Rev pulled himself over to the coyote. For some reason, after all this time, Tech hadn't regenerated, and there wasn't a clue as to why. Rev cried out as tears ran down his beak and onto his love's lifeless form. He felt as if he lost everything, and he probably had. Then, there was a sudden explosion, and the next thing he saw was a very concerned coyote looking down at him from atop a bed. The roadrunner found himself on the floor of their cabin, perplexed but relieved to see Tech's face again. "Hey there" he yawned, "What happened? You woke me up, you were wailing like someone just died!" Rev, still shaken, had somewhat hesitantly lifted his head off the tear soaked pillow that was between his face and the floor. And then, before tech had any chance to notice, the excited bird was a flurry of feathers as he leaped up at Tech and into the bed, landing on top of him. Rev held him down and hugged with all his might. "Thank-goodness-you're-alive-I-had-the-worst-dream-it-felt-so-real-and-I-don't-ever -want-it-to-come-true-I-don't-know-what-I-would-do-without-you-I-never-ever-ever -ever-want-to-lose-you-again-I-can't-bare-the-thought-especially- before-we've-ever-really-gotten-intimate-I-mean-anytime-is-unthinkable -but-lets-not-add-insult-to-injury-but-I'm-just-so-happy-you're-alive!!!!" He babbled, kissing tech several times all over, tears still trailing down his eyes. Tech was unable to breathe, and tried to get Rev's attention by tapping him on the shoulder, and eventually just gave him a hard slap on the back. "Ow!" The roadrunner protested, releasing his grip on Tech. The coyote tried to catch his breath "*huff* .. I ... just... wanted *wheeze* to let you ... *pant* know ..." "What?-know-what?-what-is-it?" "I think what he was trying to say, was that we're here." A familiar voice said aloud. Rev, mortified by the sound of that voice slowly turned around to see Ace, Lexi, Slam, and Duck all standing at the foot of the bed. Rev just sat there silent for a moment, having nearly died of embarrassment, his face flushed and hot to the touch. Eventually after an awkward silence he squeaked out a small. "Hi....." and afterward began to build up to his normal ability to talk. "No-no-no-no-no-no-its-not-what-you-think-I-swear-its-nothing-no-way-we're-totally -not-like-that-totally-and-completely-nothing." He finished. "We were all here, you woke us up too, and we sort of saw everything" Lexi responded "Oh yeah, that's really nuttin' all right." Ace chuckled sarcastically making little kiss noises and teasing Rev. "Oh great... you mean you? And him...? And... you? ... I think I'm gonna have to wash my eyes out, this is getting just a little too "fabulous" for me." Duck lisped smugly while walking away, trying to hide his fears that another "Happy couple" in the team might mean that nobody would have time for him. "Oh-no-no-I-knew-it-you-all-found-out-and-you-probably-hate-me-now-don't-you?-now- that-you-know-what-I-am-and..." A hand clamped his beak shut. "Get real!" Lexi asserted, her hand holding the roadrunner's flapping jaw shut. "Ace is just giving you a hard time, and this might be outside of duck's comfort zone... but I'm sure he doesn't "Hate" you guys, or even dislike you." "Yeah, c'mon buddy, it's not like ya toined into some kinda monster. Yer still the same speed demon we knew before, we just know a li'l more bout ya now. So what if ya uh... you uh..." Ace paused, searching for words, "Well let's just say ya like "hotdogs" "Goes for you too Tech" Ace stated "we'll still like ya, no matta what" Rev almost started to cry again, but held back the tears as he jumped up to Ace to give him and the other Loonatics big, rib crushing hugs, except Duck, who had already left the room. Even Rev knew, passed his doubts, that duck cared too, he just didn't show it the same, but the roadrunner figured he'd come around eventually. Rev ran back to the bed and sat with Tech, snuggling up to him with his head on the coyote's chest, just feeling the warmth of his partner's breath run through his feathers. "Aaaaaw, aren't they cute Ace?" Lexi said jokingly. "Just makes ya feel all woim inside don't it?" He responded, putting his arm around Lexi's shoulders "Just like how I feel 'round you." Lexi giggled as the two walked off to their cabin together. So passed the end of the first, and, as far as Rev was concerned, most exciting day on their long trip to another world. * * * Chapter Six: Playing Doctor The journey had been going well so far, mostly. There was a slight incident in which Duck was driven somewhat crazy. Rev really didn't get himself involved much. The most participation he had in that little episode was being hit by a small piece of shrapnel while passing as duck blew a hole in the wall between his cabin and the hallway. Having hurt Rev seemed to help slap duck back into his right mind; he apologized profusely and "helped" him to the infirmary. It wasn't exactly a minor wound. However, he was a bit of a drama queen about it and refused to go. "Look, I said I'm sorry, sheesh. But I'm not letting go until you get in that room!" Duck said, beginning to get annoyed at Rev's drama as he had to drag him down the halls, holding him by the wrist. "Aww-come-on-it's-not-that-bad!-I-don't-need-stitches-really-I-mean-come-on-I -hate-needles-and-I-can't-stand-the-smell-of-places-like-that-its-almost-like-its-too- clean-besides-my-hand-will-be-fine-don't-make-me-go-I-really-don't-want-to-go!!!" Rev shouted, struggling with all his might as duck tried to wrestle him into the sick-bay. Once Duck finally had him in there he locked the door so it could only be opened from the outside saying, "you're such a baby! If it was ME, well, I wouldn't be making such a commotion about a few little stitches buster". Rev tried to get of the room but the door wouldn't open, so he started beating on it, hoping against his better judgment that this would somehow cause the door to release. Suddenly the door started to open, and Rev was about to escape until he saw Tech standing in the doorframe, wearing a white lab coat. Tech dragged the still scared roadrunner off to the diagnostic table by the wall. "I came as soon as I heard you were hurt. Let me see your hand." Tech demanded, to which Rev just cupped his injured hand in the other and shook his head like a shy child. "Come on, don't you think you're being a bit childish?" he said. "Nah-uh!" Rev responded "Oh yes you are. Now come on and show me your hand." He demanded once more. And again Rev just withdrew farther and shook his head. "So, you want to play that way? I really don't want to be rough with you." Tech snapped in response. Then inspiration hit the coyote. "How about we make a compromise?" he said, softening his tone. "What?... what-kind-of-compromise?" the speedster responded. "It's a bit of a trade. Each time you behave, I give you a kiss... The alternative is that I tickle you into submission." The devious canine offered. Rev nodded in agreement with a weak smile, and cautiously offered his hand forward for inspection. Tech inspected it and frowned, finding the injury far more serious than he was led to believe. It had been cut quite deeply, and was split open down the middle of the palm. Blood still leached from the open wound into a growing pool that had been accumulated on the table's surface while rev tried to hide his hand. Like he agreed to, Tech pulled his love's head down and gave him a soft, tender kiss on the lips, lingering for only a few moments. "This is pretty bad. Did you really want it to go untreated? I mean... it would be very, very bad for you." He said, staring into Rev's emerald eyes. "Now" he continued. "The first thing we should do is stop the bleeding before you pass out." Tech fumbled through a nearby drawer and then slid his chair back in front of the table. "This clotting agent should do the trick" he said, tapping the needle in his hand with his index finger. "You're going to have to hold still for this" He looked into the roadrunner's frightened, youthful eyes. "Tell you what, this part will be worth two kisses." He said, pushing the needle into Rev's wrist and injecting the clotting agent. The blood vessels started clotting up to prevent him from bleeding out during the rest of the procedure. Meanwhile, Tech got up and gave him a loving peck on the cheek, followed by another lingering lip-lock. It was at this point, that Duck, who had been silent until now, decided to speak. "Get a room you two" This retort was countered, by Tech joking around, saying, "Already got one thanks." This was followed up by "Okay that's it, I'm outta here." As Duck had left the room to go play videogames, or do some other... duck... type... things. Tech continued the procedure, holding up to his promise at each step, until he was finished applying the stitches, bio-gel, and finally a layer of good old fashioned gauss bandage. "Well now, there we go it should be good as new in a few days. Was that really so bad?" he said, happy to have gotten cooperation out of his plan. "Uh-nope-it-wasn't-bad-at-all-but-I-think-that's-because-it-was-you-doing-it-I-just-don't- think-I'd-be-comfortable-if-it-was-someone-else" Rev answered, scratching behind his head with this good hand while wearing a cute but stupid smile of embarrassment. Tech couldn't help but feel enamored by the simplicity and innocence Rev seemed to possess even in spite of having to fight off the scum of the world, and having such an encyclopedic knowledge of so many things. Even all these things that he witnessed didn't change his innocent optimism about things. "Well, I guess you're free to go now, but before you do, here's a little reward." He tossed the roadrunner a tiny bag of peanut butter cookies. Rev sat on the table a moment longer before sliding off, looking a little disappointed. "What's the matter? The bemused coyote asked. "Oh-it's-nothing-really-nothing-at-all-I....I-was-just-really-hoping-for-a-lollipop." He responded. An answer came, "Oh, I'm sorry. I don't have any lollipops. Besides, I thought you liked peanut butter." "Oh-no-don't-get-me-wrong-I-do-I-do-but..." Rev sighed "Are-you-sure-you-don't-have-any-lollipops?-because-I-sure-think-I-know-where-to-find- one-if-you-catch-my-drift-nudge-nudge-wink-wink." Tech stood there for a moment silent, it was his turn to be the innocent one until he finally pieced together what the fast talking bird had said and blushed. "Oh... OH..." he said, "I... I see now, umm ...well that's, that's." he stammered as the other approached slowly with a cheeky grin across his face. "Thanks... so-much... for... Fixing-me-up... but-I-have-a-diagnosis-for-you-now... it...looks-to-me... like-you're-suffering... a severe case of sexy!" Rev said, struggling somewhat to slow down, speaking at an awkward but more normal pace whilst inching closer to his partner. Tech both blushed and chuckled at the remark. "Yeah, sadly it's an incurable disease, what ever am I to do? Oh woe is me." He played along putting the back of his hand to his forehead and tilting his head up. Rev moved in for a rather aggressive kiss, pressing up against Tech while pushing on the back of his head, letting him kiss deeper. He moved his tongue around his partner's mouth, exploring every little crevice, every tooth. As this powerful kiss lingered, he turned the two of them around, guiding them back to the table he was sitting on earlier. As the kiss faded, he pushed the coyote onto the table. Tech's coat started to become soaked in the blood of his lover. There was quite a lot of the crimson liquid in the puddle on that table, and there was little doubt in Tech's mind that Rev was probably dizzy, and perhaps feeling weak. It soaked through the jacket and the thin work shirt underneath, absorbing into his brown fur. He unbuttoned Tech's shirt and started to use his good hand to explore the brown furred body before him. He moved his hand away, strangely, and ran it through the remaining mess of blood on the table before continuing to run it across Tech's chest. Though a bit creepy, it was a quirk that somewhat held the coyote's interest, if only for the reason that it seemed a bit... unusual to him. However, Tech decided that he really couldn't let this go on. He was sitting in, and now his body was covered in a reminder of just how serious the injury was. He decided, somewhat reluctantly to stop what had been started. He grabbed Rev's hand and pushed it away. "What's.... what's-wrong?" the roadrunner inquired with bedroom eyes. "Well...well... I just think we shouldn't do this right now." Tech said flatly. "What's-the-matter?-don't-you-want-to?-I-mean-did-I-do-something-wrong?" Rev started to look panicked, as if he may have gone a bit too far. "Don't worry, I want to, it's not that..." He said, trying to comfort the roadrunner. "Well-then-why-can't-we-keep-going?" "I don't think it'd be too good for you is all. Activity could aggravate the gash, and I really don't want you bleeding more. Besides, raising your heart rate isn't a great idea as is after losing so much blood, we should just ... do something nice and calm, perhaps get some rest together?" he replied, buttoning his shirt back up. For a moment Rev stood, thinking. At first he was disappointed, but in the afterthought, he was very happy to know that Tech cared so much. He helped Tech down from the reddened table and onto the floor. The coyote stepped up to him and took him in a warm embrace, holding on tightly. "I'm sorry" he said. Rev didn't respond with words, he just acknowledged with a tighter hug, letting Tech know that he knew it was for his own good. As the two of them were walking out of the infirmary and towards their cabin, Tech noticed himself while passing one of the mirrors. His jacket had large spots of blood all over it, he chucked to himself because he looked like he had just murdered someone. * * * I'm a terrible person... perhaps I should die in a fire. Also, you thought there was going be some major Secksin' didn't you? I do think I'll hold off on that for a while actually, at least until their return trip.