| Subject: Homing Hawk & Metal Scorpion |
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Grenade Man
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Date Posted: 14:21:25 06/17/01 Sun
Homing Hawk looked out over the courtyard where he had made his new home. The junk yard had been fortified with so much security devices, it looked less like a junkyard, and more like a military strong hold. Hawk folded his arms around his back, and paced along the grand balcony of the fortress. Such despicable conditions here, he thought. The "Maverick's Fury", from where he dwelled, was clean, bright, and in top condition.
It was a reminder to him that this was actually SUPPOSED to be a junkyard, and not just squallid conditions. Then the thought occured to him. He didn't know anything about running a business, he only knew about running an army. The junk yard hadn't done business in the few short weeks the Mavericks had been there, and profits ceased flowing in. Metal Scorpion, now fully repaired, pushed his way in past the Maverick grunts gaurding the entrance to the balcony.
"Hawk!", he called, "I need a word with you! NOW!" Homing Hawk turned around, fully surprised to see the Scorpion in good health, and even shocked at his audacity.
"What? How did you get up here? You can't order me around like-"
"SAVE IT!", Scorpion waved him off. "We haven't sold a single thing in three weeks! Are you trying to bankrupt me? This isn't just some free standing, self sufficient military base, or even one of your hi-tech space cruisers! This is a place of business. MY business, and I'm not about to watch it go down the toilet!"
"What? No one cares about your stupid junk! You think anyone wants to buy your old trash?", Hawk scoffed. Scorpions eyes glowed, "You really are stupid aren't you? Oh, I get your type! Probably just some lousy arm-chair general. All polished, and precise! Wouldn't want to get a scratch on your precious, gleaming armor now would we?"
Hawk glared at him with cold eyes. "Insolent bug! I could crush you right where you stood!" Scorpion laughed, "Why don't you try me Polly? I could always use another feather duster!" Scorpion would have smiled, but a face plate was all he had for looks.
"Let me tell you how it really is! Out here, we sell junk. The people who buy this junk use it to repair things. They give us the money, and we pay our bills. That is how we stay in business. Also, where would a business be without supplies? Sometimes people come here to sell us junk, that makes them a pile of cash to use for whatever they need it for. Then, we get to sell the junk to someone else at a higher price! See, even a morron like you can figure it out." Scorpion said this to him as if he were a child. Hawk was growing angry, and would have challenged him, but had vowed to obey Sigma's strict rule.
You must not engage in combat with anyone unless the security has been breached. If the cover was blown, then he could fight, but until then, he had to remain low key. Any explosions would have brought the attention of the media here. As it was, he had to turn them away when Ryujin had left here. After Scorpion was beaten up, the media came here in droves. That was just after Hawk and his Mavs had arrived. It would not do to have the press all in a frenzy over MORE explosions coming from the same area. No, it would not do at all. Hawk calmed himself, and prepared to listen.
"Alright, what do you propose?", he asked.
"You guys need to crash here, cuz yer boss ordered it. Fine....put me back in charge of my own place, and let me run my business. Anyone asks, and I tell 'em you're my new security. All my customers knew I took a beating anyway, so they'll think I'm either paranoid, or just being cautious. You do your thing, but don't interfere with my business. That way, we get to keep the lights on, and you guys don't have to go back to Siggy and explain that you failed because of your stupidity! Get it now Polly?"
"That's it? All you want to do is run your business? You aren't going to try and fight us? Sounds too easy! How do I know if once you get back in charge, you won't try and fight us?", Hawk asked.
"Listen...you'd hafta be the first insecure Maverick I've ever met! A real Maverick would see this as shrewd. You on the other hand are quaking in your bird cage! All hopped up on trying to keep a low profile. Too bad, cuz what you've really done is bring more attention to this place!"
"What do you mean?"
"Oh, someone wanna buy this morron a clue?", Scorpion said to no one..."Look, a place closes down for 3 weeks, I get the stuffin's kicked outta me, and you don't think it will attract the slightest bit of attention? What do they teach you at your Mavrick base, how to be an idiot, ...or just look like one!"
"Listen, I'll have no more of this mocking! Sigma would have destroyed you for that! If you want to run the place fine! Just tell me what you want me to do, and I'll do it. But I warn you! Cross me, and they won't be able to repair you next time!"
"Alright..fine! Here's what I want you to do....."
(to be continued)
(As usual, I have more than one part of this story going. I decided to focus on this part since I wanted to use this scenario a little later on. I will try and post X's version of that battle later, but if you want to post for now BR, just have the two get seperated, and I'll take it from there. Also, I'm going to post Zero on Mars with Wolf. Interesting stuff ahead!)
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