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Chapter 5: Time and Time again.
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Sandstrike was finished. If his beast mode had tear glands, he and the rest of the attendees would be drowning.
Abyss, having nothing better to do, tagged along. She had no real intentions of having *her* form changed, but helping Sandstrike out seemed like more fun that sitting around alone.
Out they went, noticing that quite a few audience members had drifted away into sleep. So much for Elder intrigue...
The City Plaza was crowded with markets displaying their techno-wares. Dealers unloaded goods for bargain prices as Maximal shoppers strolled about. Abyss dragged Sandstrike along on a buying excursion.
"Ohh... Wouldn't this just look ultra-gear in my quarters?" Abyss pointed to a moderately sized photograph of a Quantum Neblua in the Falkor galaxy.
"Erm. I suppose. Although *this* is the one of the gearest things I've seen in a while." now utterly distracted, Sandstrike held up a replica of a vintage "Lava Lamp" from late 20th Century Earth. He handed the vendor twenty Energon Credits and continued shopping.
The morning had passed by quickly, and now the artificial sun (which was used primarily for general aesthetic qualities) was high above them as it dragged past mid-day.
Sandstrike felt quite comfortable in the heat, but Abyss and her water form were drying out very quickly.
"Wow... It's certainly scorching today." commented Abyss.
"Yeah... but it's a nice day, it's slow and comfortable. I'm glad there's no excitement. I've had my fill of battle and war to last me a thousand vorns..." That comment would stick in Sandstrike's mind for the rest of his life.
*BOOM*
An explosion crackled through the sky. Gunshots rang out like thunder. An attack!?! Maximal Police officers rushed from the buildings to protect the civilians. Most Maximals weren't configured for combat. They were a peaceful race, scientists and explorers. All that would change.
What do you do now?
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