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Originally Posted by cmdR_Paige

Zed rolled his eyes, but didn't complain. These requests were beginning to weigh on him. "Alright then... I'll see what I can do."

Weapons... the last time he'd worked on a lightcycle weapon, it had been a deadly result. At least it would have been... had the mod been used. It would have stopped the Renegade once and for all, had he followed through on its presentation to cmdR_Paige. Mara had convinced him that it was the wrong thing to do. Nevertheless, he retained his ill will towards the Renegade.

He ran a quick diagnostic scan over the lightcycle's schematics. A little wear and tear, nothing serious. Only two light ports had been damaged, and all that would require was a little re-soldering. The firewall's light trail seemed fine. Standard make. Granted, "standard" for CLU's army meant the bleeding edge of technology, but thankfully, Zed was no stranger to the newer models.

He'd designed his own bike from scratch, before. Twice. (The Renegade had stolen the first.) It ended up being 30% faster than Argon's standard models, almost a revolutionary step forward in Argon tech. Secretly he hoped the idea never became marketed, as it would leave him the only program to own something as powerful as that.

[i'm not watching beck's beginning at all-]

Chris nodded in response. He walked over to his bike to see how progress was getting made. It wasn't as fast as he wanted it to be, but it will suffice. He walked around the garage. Chris didn't see many workers. At the Games most likely. He didn't say anything. He walked back to the entrance. His mind went back to Amber. Amber ran away... but why? Why did she have to run away? Why? The word "why" was always on his mind. He tried to take his mind off of it by going to his bike. He did see progress getting made. Slow, but still, progress. He had needed a check up for some time