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       Tales From the Dome 1
       By: Durandal Date: February 28, 2014, 12:52 am
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       Sparks flew across the floor of the massive hanger as the sound
       of grinding metal split through the air.  The mech jockeys
       called this place the Pit.  It was where every team housed and
       maintained their mech.  Everywhere you looked there were
       machines in various states of repair or disrepair; teams
       frantically trying to replace that last shattered armor panel
       before their big fight, while others standing around heaps of
       disassembled parts trying to piece together something out of the
       shattered bits of their once fierce machines.  Rick stood
       looking up at Lilah's mech as it was hoisted into the air on a
       crane.  He examined the massive hole Strauss's sniper cannon
       bore into the side of the thing.  It looked awful.
       "Bet that wasn't the first time you took a shot to the face!"
       Rick said jokingly.
       "Shut the **** up, you pig."  Lilah retorted as she mounted a
       ladder to look deeper at the damage.
       "Think you can fix her in time?"
       "Rick, I can fix anything."
       At that moment all of the hustle and bustle of the Pit suddenly
       stopped, and an eerie silence came across the hanger.  Rick
       turned confused. It only took him but a moment to see the object
       of everyone's attention.  A parade of technicians in their new
       and pristine jumpsuits walked into the hanger, followed by
       trucks hauling machine parts of all varieties.  Then they came:
       three mechs, just as pristine and gleaming as the rest of the
       crew and their machinery.  And they were different, too.  All of
       the mechs in the dome were hand built by their pilots.  Each
       team had no more than a few mechanics.  There was a strange
       sense of respect and camaraderie among the teams, as they forged
       these bipedal weapons of destruction themselves.  Each mech was
       a labor of ingenuity and love.  But these new ones, they looked
       like they were made by an entire army of engineers and
       scientists with more money than the Shadow Broker.  And by the
       looks of it, the pilots of this team brought the army with them.
       As they drove closer into view, it all made sense.  Rick could
       see the exact same logo blasted across every vehicle, mech, and
       jumpsuit: Xenogenics.  It was one of the largest tech
       corporations in the galaxy.
       "What the f*ck is a bunch of corporate goons doing here?"  Rick
       asked confusedly towards Lilah.
       "Beats the hell out of me."
       That was when Rick saw the hatch to the lead mech open, and a
       mountain of a man climbed out, the metallic hand of his machine
       aiding his descent.  He had to be at least 6'6", and a heap of
       pure muscle.   He instantly began shouting orders to the army of
       corporate pit goons in jumpsuits.
       "Guess that's their captain.  Maybe I should introduce myself."
       Rick said with a smirk as he strolled over towards the man,
       leaving Lilah and her futile protests behind.
       "So, you must be the new guy in town.  Better watch out, I hear
       Wilhelm over there likes jack off on the new guys mechs when no
       one is around at night."  Rick jokingly said as he looked up to
       the face on the mountain.  The mountain was clearly not amused.
       "Rick Steiner, team captain of team Wild Card."  He said as he
       stuck out his hand.
       The mountain looked down on his with his stone jaw and
       emotionless expression.
       "You are the one they call 'Rocket Man,' yes?"  The mountain
       sounded almost mocking when he said those two words.
       Rick simply smirked.  "Yeah, that'd be me."
       The mountain's eyes narrowed and there was a moment of silence.
       Rick began to feel a wee bit uncomfortable.
       "I will break you."  Was the only thing the mountain said before
       he pushed past Rick and back towards his crew.
       "I guess he isn't here to make friends."
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