Clone City. The main assembly room. Jav and 'Mu come for a visit.

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Jav looked around as he and his wife stepped through the portal, still thinking that Fi was nuts.

But then he blinked as they came into a huge room (it must have been intended as some sort of hanger) that teemed with clones. All were busy pursuing recreational activities as diverse as sitting and listening to someone talk or playing DDR on the row of machines against the inner wall. Others were good-naturedly yakking away to the accompaniment of mild violence and laughter. And here and there one could be seen seriously teaching some small colourful pet toy this command or activity.

The hyper clone's mouth spread into a wide grin as he reached for Jeimu's hand. "Would ye lookit that?"

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"Oh." Jeimu blinked and did a surface read. Ang was smart, yet simple. She would need to be careful to explain things. "Yes, it is. It's also the name of an island."

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"I remembered the island." Her sunshine smile flashed. "Because my computer was just telling some of the guys about it."

Then she glanced toward the DDR machines, absently pushing her hair behind her ear and exposing the scar on her forehead. "Oh look, Boss's looking for someone to play with."

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She chuckled. "Alright, be right back."

Jeimu launched herself toward the machine where the sole clone was scrolling through songs.

"Need a partner?" she asked, all smiles.

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The clone commando blinked at the unfamiliar female voice, and glanced toward her ring finger before he understood. "Oh, you play? Sure! I play Heavy, though."

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"Do I play..." Jeimu scoffed, and glanced at the machine. It was a SuperNOVA cabinet. "I have this in my garage at home," she said with a grin. "And I do play Heavy mode..."

She grinned.

This kid had no idea.

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Well, she had the older model. She was gonna love this one.

"Kandosii!" He grinned, then brightened as a song name that Mu wouldn't recognize came onto the screen.

"I'm Boss," he added absently.

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"Jeimu," she replied. "So this looks... new."

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Boss looked surprised, but then remembered the rules that Ang had laid down for the machines. "Do you want to pick a song?"

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"Naw, I'm good. I'll figure it out."

She tested the pads. They were springy and seemed to have good feedback. Whoever maintained these machines did so with love.

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"Okay." He selected it, then glanced at her, still struck by the novelty of going against a woman on the DDR machine.

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She noticed he was looking at her, but there really wasn't time to dwell on that.

The song started.

It was effing fast, and she was a good five seconds and a couple of "good"s in before she started to rack up the combos. The Edinburgh Heavy DDR champion was doing a good job at looking like she deserved that title.

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Boss was a little slow on the start due to his distraction, but he too was soon swiftly, though a bit mechanically, slipping through the moves. His face was intent and nearly expressionless, and he looked more like a man going into battle than someone dancing.

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Jeimu was likewise wearing a very solemn expression as she went through the song.

But she was a lot more adept at the game and rested much more casually on the pad.