Nexus. Blue's Bar. There and Back Again cont'd

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As Random finishes his Sunrise, deciding what exactly to do next, he takes a look around the bar . . .

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"Hey." Keg blinks. "That yellow guy quit."

"Are you two Arcee's pit crew?" A human female in her mid-teens pauses to frown up at them.

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"Huh? . . . Now why the slag would someone like him want to do that?"

The human shows up before he can finish processing the previous information and deciding what to do with it. "Uh . . ." He looks at Keg.

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"Yeah, we are. And we're going already, so don't start." Keg scowls down at her, then turns and heads toward a walkway next to the track, keeping his scanners fixed on Arcee and everything that's going on around them.

"Cranky rust bucket!" retorts the girl, then turns away with a sniff.

"Dunno," says Keg, ignoring her and returning to the previous conversation. "Maybe Arcee scared him off. She was pretty rough with what she said to him."

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Random follows close behind, not exactly liking this turn of events but feeling it might be for the best.

"Nah, I know his type. He'd use it as motivation to win."

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"... He's one of those guys you and Arcee were dissing back at the bar, isn't he?" Keg watches as Arcee transforms a door into an arm and makes a rude gesture in return for some trash talk put out by the hairy guy in the jeep.

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"No, those were optimists. . . . That guy seemed more like optimist with too much overconfidence thrown in . . ."

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"Oh. Like this guy Blue pours drinks on every time he comes in." Keg looks around as he reaches the pit, then starts examining the tools and spare tires.

There's a shout and a revving of engines from the track, and then the starter's pistol fires and the field is off.

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"Yep, sounds like it." He too starts examining the pit's various items, figuring out whether he recognizes everyting. "You done pit before?"

Hmm. Too late to get her off the track now . . . He tries not to think about it.