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Submitted in 2004

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Lunar's Armor
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A bit darker, because it was a greyish silver, And because he hadn't had the opportunity to bathe in a while. Most naturals (naturally born not a clone or created in a lab) didn't have such odd colored hair. Lunar was the son of an "Other" and a human.

The door slid open with a hydraulic sounding whoosh, and without artificial gravity, he propelled himself to a large strapped down container. He pulled the container open, and revealed his armor. It looked like a junker. Something an idiot had put together out of unsuccessfully scavenged parts. Technically, that's exactly what it was

His father, the white-haired being that had been a junk-smith for a 60 years, which is long, even to "Others" because they only live ten years longer than the average, one hundred year, human life-span. A junk smith was a spare parts man. They collected old machines, spare parts and run mostly legal part trading businesses.

His father scavenged this piece of work. from several tournaments. It was worth more than the average cargo-ship. Ones with automatic windows.

He floated down, and pushed gently on the open hatch button. Two hydraulic whooshes later he was snuggling into the pilot's chair, fingering the mind-link headset. Armor isn't controlled with joysticks. It connects to your mind, and it becomes an extension of your own body, so having good reflexes is half the challenge, the other is skill.

He commed the okay signal to the cargo-ships owner. The bay opened, Lunar slid the visor/headset over his eyes and flew out of the bay towards earth. Most armor isn't made to enter and exit atmospheres, but Lunar had a really great junk-man as a father, a junk-man who happened to be really good with modifying Armor.

As his Armor flew into the atmosphere, he changed the booster angle so his decent slowed. The black humanoid figure caused a large wave and a sharp hiss of steam as he sank into an ocean,

Lunar walked along the bottom of the ocean, jumping over ravines and checking his armor's guidance system, looking for the blinking red dot on the map that would signify the championship headquarters.


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