Apparently Project Blue was not the only project Sheridan was working on. Project Parabolica was an abandoned project before Blue and came from a different source than it.
This story will have some real life companies and teams to try and make it mo...
*Y/N is riding around the streets of the city looking around to find a place to eat after leaving the hospital*
Y/N: Hmm, what could be good around here? Ocean Drive is a nice place to eat. And maybe give me some breathing time to find where Ari might be and how to get back to Australia...
*Y/N drives out into the afternoon/evening sky of Miami as he takes a drive through Ocean Drive by the beach as everyone stares at him with confused seeing an ancient Red Bull car with someone in the same uniform*
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(Actual Ocean Drive for reference)
*Y/N keeps going through the Drive and finally finds a parking space*
Y/N: Wow, a parking space in Miami Beach at this time?!
*Y/N occupies the space and pays his for his parking as he walks with his other uniform and steering wheel in his gym bag. Everyone keeps staring at him with one elder woman even walking selling some lemons looking at his car in awe*
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Y/N to himself: Christ, it's like they haven't seen a car like this in their lives... now that I think of it...They probably haven't...
*Y/N walks to a nearby Cuban cafe full of Latinos looking at this strange Gringo coming in with his suit and his gym bag along with his helmet on both hands*
Y/N: Oh please, I'm just another customer here people!
*One 15-ish year old kid calls Y/N out*
(You're gonna need a bit of translation for this)
Random kid: Oye gringo! Que ases con ese traje de maricón?! Jajaja!
*The random kid laughs with his other friends as Y/N responds to him knowing Spanish for most of his life*
Y/N: Con el mismo traje que hice tú madre!
*The kid stopped laughing and looked away in embarrassment as well as his friends who didn't want to start fighting with a 23 year old with a metal arm in the middle of a cafe*
Y/N: Si, eso es lo que pensé.
*Y/N walks up to the counter and orders some food and a small soda and they give him his food. He walks up to a free two-seat table near the window and puts his gym bag underneath*
