Toxic almost gagged on the cookie sample she had at 'Mea's Cookie Hut'. She spat it out on the floor and walked away appalled by the bland, tasteless doughy mess. She walked out into one of the courtyards and took a turn in the bright sunlight. The artificial skin she wore to hide her appearance let no sunlight through to her sunlight famished skin. She sighed and followed some pretty girl wearing some kind of purple looking jump suit. Toxic said, "Hey,yo! You know a good cookie place around town somewhere?" The girl with long black hair turned around and looked at Toxic. She raised an eyebrow and asked, "I'm Seel, a racer here for the Gran Prix Race--who are you? A fan?" Toxic looked at herself in surprise. "I'm NOT a fan. I don't fan anybody. I like it hot. I'm Toxic. Glad to meetcha! Who you racing?" Toxic shook hands with Seel, who flinched at the strength of the hand-grip, and then grinned. "You must be one of those amazons from Flying City Three! They sent a whole team, this year!" Toxic looked thoughtful and remarked happily, "I can count to at least three cookies! I'm hungry. I have fishy-people to get cookies for." Seel laughed and slapped Toxic on the back, "If you keep up with me to the cookie shop, I'll buy you a plate of any cookies you want! Ready, GO!" Seel sprinted off, laughing. She was sure she'd win. Toxic was wearing seven centimeter high heels, after all. Seel took the stairs up two at a time, followed closely by Toxic. They ran like the wind through the huge, airy mall. When Toxic smelled fresh-baked cookies, she followed her nose, and really cut loose, leaving Seel gasping to catch up. Toxic skidded to halt, almost knocking over the small Trow man outside the bakery giving away samples of baked goods to passer-bys. When Seel came up, Toxic looked displeased at her and complained, "You cheated! If I'd have known where the cookie place was, I'd have been eating cookies already, instead of running behind you all the way here!" Seel laughed and threw up her hands. "You WON! You get the winner's trophy of a plate of cookies! What're you complaining about?" Toxic stomped a foot and almost fell over on her heels. "It's the principle of the thing--damn shoes! I run faster barefoot. I keep forgetting and putting my heels down." She stopped talking and grabbed up a cookie and popped one in her mouth. Seel took one as Toxic went, "Mmmmmmm!" She started grabbing the cookies up two at a time and eating with ferocious efficiency. Seel went, "Holy shit. You eat like a wild animal! Glad I got one without losing a limb! Trow-boy! Put this plate of cookies on my account." Seel looked in the store-front window and smirked sourly. "Whatd'ya know? Even facists like these cookies." Toxic looked up and in. She made a curious noise. Seel said, "Rogue hunters. They hunt and return runaway slave by any means possible. I'll see you around, Toxic!" She turned and walked away. Toxic choked out, "Bye-bye." Toxic looked at the red-armored figures, and grabbed up the plate, and waved to the Trow man. "Bye",she choked out around a mouth full of cookies and ran off for the stairs down before the Rogue Hunter came out. --to be continued!-- Media is the usual suspects-Poser6, Wings3d,blacksmith2.2