Yaatra Hombre

Chapter 12: Around the Galaxy

At USS Station- System 10 the day after the Medieval Fight Match, Angel and Albina were at a squash court playing squash. They were holding a strong rally before Albina hit a ball that landed just above the tin on the other side of Angel. Angel couldn't reach the ball before it hit the ground twice. "Merde." Angel muttered.

Albina smirked. "What's the score again?" She asked with a hint of glee.

"5 to 11 you." Angel answered grumbling.

"Come one only two games to go before I win the match." She said with a wide smile.

When her back is turned, Angel has a bright smile on his face before they set up for Angel to serve the ball. Angel serves the ball and they continue to play the point until Albina wins it. Albina then starts it again.

In the batting area Shinji is hitting ball after ball. He is simply in his own world focusing on the next ball coming his way. He continues to hit imagining what could have been.

In the badminton court Aruna is playing with a class of Chinese women who take it on their day off. She is playing with another woman. "You know you are quite good." The woman Aruna is playing with told her.

"Thanks, I played since I was 11." Aruna told her. "15-8."

Aruna then served the birdie. The two played a game involving them running back and forth to make sure the birdie didn't hit ground on their side. It went back and forth 13 times before it landed on Aruna's side.

In an unknown location

Two men were sitting in a chair with two men standing behind each of them facing each other on a square table. "Hello Ron, how is life for you on UPA?" Greg Abbot started with a greeting.

"Well life has been good to me so far the police are not bothering me right now." Ron Bell answered him. "How about you?"

"I've been good, but the bounty hunters have been getting annoying." Grag said. "One managed to sneak his way into my personal quarters had to beat him to unconsciousness and is now on one of my crosses."

"Yeah well the bounty hunters got Metzger." Bell said. "It's all over the internet."

"Yeah Metzger was going to be gone sooner or later." Abbot said apathetically.

"California is forever lost but now we don't have to deal with the blow hard." Bell stated. "However, he was dedicated in liberating California and to have it integrate back to America."

Abbot shrugged. "Like Reagan and Thatcher, I guess."

"Yes, the two conservative leaders back in the 1980's that would be adequate to describe your relationship with the late Metzger." A new female voice said coming through a door facing between the table.

A woman with red hair and business suit. The suit was neatly pressed with no dirt or stain on it. She had her hands in the air. "Don't shoot I am here with a proposition that will benefit both your groups and my employers." She said to them.

"You can put your hands down none of us are armed for this meeting." Abbot stated.

"Oh." She exclaimed putting her hands down. "Well now I am going to propose a new way for you to get funding as you can probably postulate that you know that the Middle Management has left your resistance movements in the dust so they can keep their hold on members of the USS and not follow your money trail."

The two militia leaders had poker faces in deep concentration. "My employers want to be your new source of funds in exchange you two take part in what we call the blitz on the USS."