Alright guys...being so tired and stuff...I finally made it on Chapter 6~~ Now excuse me while I go derp myself in sleep~
Chapter 6 – Midnight Cruise ミッドナイト•クルーズPolice warning lights were flashing everywhere down the parking lot of the PSE headquarters, and from faraway it is clearly seen that some of the PSC limousines were still together moving slowly inside their reserved spots, the officials inside the Bentleys and Rolls Royce cars stepped out one by one as they were escorted by the police officers of the PSE group towards the entrance. As the PSC officers marched their way into the briefing room’s path, they were chattering about something as some of them were guided by a secretary along with documents at their hands. None of their dialogues were audible from the range and they sounded nothing more than murmurs.
As they made their way towards the briefing room, the PSE members were already being briefed there by their chief, Naze. As he inserts a disc towards a computer, the projector immediately loads up the screen and shows their next assignment’s location.
“Alright, now that everyone is here…listen up, people.” Naze said, as the rest of the PSE officers focused on the chief alone. “The biggest mistake that our last suspect KARASU made is that he failed to down any of our interceptors that have his car logged on the registration marker that was programmed in our GPS system. With tonight’s operation, your duty would be to follow closely on KARASU’s McLaren F1, which we believe is now heading its way to the C1 Inner area as we speak. A few of our voluntary assistant members managed to give us enough information of seeing it pass through some of our patrol areas. And they captured some photos for additional information too. Look at this.” As Naze pressed a button on the laptop besides the projector, the photos showed up and the members were slightly surprised at the new faces that some of them haven’t seen before.
“…who are they, sir?” Jesse asked, his hand raised. As Naze listened to the question, he zoomed in the pictures captured by the assistants, as they were blurred out somehow, their faces weren’t shown much, but their car models’ details were all listed out.
“The one driving the Porsche GT3 RS may be the wanted racer, Lacia…but other than the fact that she is holding a 6 million yen bounty on her head with a lot of costs to state in consideration back then a few years ago, the rest of her details were still unknown. Be cautious as you encounter her, people.” Naze said as he moved to another suspect that was zoomed in for everyone to view.
“This…is most likely Setsuna…in the blue Jaguar XKR-S.” Naze said as he pressed one more button on the laptop and it shows the details of her record. “Although no records were found of her past occupation before becoming a street racer, it is confirmed that she is a dangerous driver with an incredible tolerance of speed. Over the past records of the pursuits involved in the attempts of her capture, she has wrecked over 50 interceptors of our NSX units, and she always escapes in the end when we finally thought we may have her captured. There is no telling how fast her car is, but one thing is for certain that she is a very fast racer. A great amount of precautions are advised when approaching her.”
“Setsuna…” Tsubame uttered her name quietly as she crossed her arms and focus on the projector screen still. As Naze zoomed in towards the driver at the Audi R8, strange enough, the photo seemed somewhat blurred out compared to other few photo shots. And it left the members pondering what happened and what is up with the sudden blurry photo compared to the last two suspects.
“As you can see…strange enough, we couldn’t get a clear picture of the driver inside the green Audi R8.” Naze said calmly as he took off his glasses and wiped it with a silk handkerchief before putting it back on. “We do not know how; but it seems there is a strong magnetic energy that surrounds the R8, strong enough that it caused the digital camera to slightly malfunction at the moment right when it wants to shoot a photo of the suspect inside. But rest assured, the driver of this R8 is a female…and that is all the information we have for now. So as we do not know what to expect from her, best advice would be to absolutely be prepared for anything unexpected.”
“And finally…KARASU.” Naze zoomed in the photo on the McLaren F1’s driver view and it clearly shows the photo of the helmet-wearing driver. “…he’s the most recent suspect we have recorded and as the last pursuit’s failed attempt to apprehend him proved it enough, his immediate capture took top priorities over any matter other than the investigation of Sato Kazuto, as we strongly believe that being the new recruit that he is; he might be able to give us some answers and links that connects us to the objective of the mysterious Yakuza Racing League.”
“So, what were they trying to do at the C1 Inner area?” Tsubame asked, her eyes remained as serious as always. “Are they planning some sort of scheme or maybe having another race session?”
“That…we do not know, but we have received multiple reports of civilians giving out calls in witness of illegal racing activities and some of the smaller routes connecting to the C1 area has been blocked without any prior notice from the local PD officials.” Naze said, his voice remained calm as always. “We believe this could be another setup for a gang-related street-racing activity…and our main objective it to head towards the area and shutdown the entire race to prevent public disruption towards the highway area of the Shutoku. As the last pursuit clearly stated that some of the suspects believed to be associated with the Yakuza carries high technology weaponry such as remote explosives, jammers and EMP systems, you will all be fully armed with necessary equipments for precautions. Your main objective is to shutdown the race event that is taking place at the C1 Area, and to maintain supervision towards at least one of the 4 suspects listed in the data we’ve gathered. However, if they attempt escape, begin pursuit immediately and stop them for identification and processing.”
“So…we’re just gonna monitor them you mean?” Satoshi said, with his hand raised a bit, but remained seated. “Wouldn’t it be easier if you just capture the main person and bring him in for negotiations?”
“We only need to supervise the 4 suspects for now, as we don’t really have much evidence that they’re necessarily connected to the Yakuza Racing League. Of course, other than KARASU that is.” Naze explained. “Once you reached to the designated point and remain on standby until further orders are given, your main priority would be to shutdown the race activity there with the rest of the other racers that may took part in the event. However do not take down the 4 suspects until further orders are given.”
As Naze finished his last sentence, one of the PSC officials walked forward and said roughly – “This is Hamilton, one of the advisors of the PSC Committee, and the governmental figures along with the Prime Minister of Japan just issued an order in regarding about the recent public threat activity that the Yakuza Organization were held responsible for, listen up PSE members!
‘All responsible law enforcers, including the Public Speed Enforcers are to use whatever means to arrest the suspect that has caused a huge distress towards the Shutoku Area recently, and to bring him in for identification and negotiation as well as in regards of investigating the true nature behind the organization that has been involved in the many criminal acts for the past years until now. The suspect; KARASU is to be needed ALIVE for he has to face trial for his actions. He must not be KILLED, no matter what.’That is all, people. You have your orders and the chief has briefed you, so I believe you people are more than clear of what you can expect in this next operation. Our high command officials are expecting better results from you this time. Don’t screw this up!! You should consider this an honor, for the Prime Minister himself has acknowledged your abilities in carrying out justice service for public safety well enough to issue a direct order for the PSE. Be sure to use as many resources available as you can, as we cannot take any chances in easing up ever since the last failure in apprehending that very one suspect at the Wangan Line.”
“Then what about the other 3 suspects?” Jesse asked again. He knew he felt something was not fully right as there we no mentions of the remaining three suspects that they just got briefed recently.
“That is for you PSE members to decide, not us. Figure it out yourselves!” The PSC official said as he walked out from the briefing room along with the other few members, but there are still a few more secretaries and officers from the PSC that remained in the room.
“Alright then…you had your orders, people. Briefing is now complete…dismissed.” Naze said as the officers stood up and marched out of the briefing room quickly, but in order still. They split into two groups, one group led by Satoshi and his officers, and another group led by Tsubame, Jesse and Dominic. As Naze watched them moved out, Naze turned on his communicator on his ears and started talking. “This is Chief Wanijima, did you hear me?”
“Yes sir, I can hear you just fine. So, when would you like me to help out?” The man said as he is already sitting idle on his car, surrounded by many BMW E46 M3 GTR Interceptors coated in black and white stripe paint with slim warning lights flashing red and blue everywhere. Although from outside it wasn’t shown what car is the man sitting at, but from the steering wheel, it shows a silver Aston Martin metallic emblem at the center.
“Nothing has changed an iota for you, Captain. Just remember your objective and be sure to assist Hirano’s team and Commander Minaka’s team anyway you can, Captain Hasimoto.” Naze ordered as he let out a sigh after shutting off the communicator, not feeling the need to listen to the response of the man he called just now.
Back to the road where the man was speaking with his other officer members on their M3 Interceptors, he just shuts off his communicator as well and spoke to the radio instead.
“Alright, the order has been issued from the HQ.” The man said as he hold the speaker still, while he slowly drove his car back to the road again, followed by the M3 Interceptors later on from behind. “Don’t forget the chief’s briefing for us. Our orders are to not apprehend the target shown to us until further orders, I repeat…do not apprehend the target shown until furthers are given later on, understand? We will be observing the target only and maintain a distance towards him.”
“Yes, sir!” The rest of the officers inside the M3 cop cars spoke as they begin to sound the siren in their cars, as they deepen the pressure on the accelerators, the other traffic cars immediately move aside as the cop cars pass through them easily by a blink of an eye, multiple sirens wailing their way towards the Shutoku Area’s highway roads at night.
As both Tsubame’s team and Satoshi’s team made their way to their interceptors, they were all loaded with necessary weapons and had their handguns, pistols along with shotguns loaded before they put it aside or in their holster. Tsubame immediately loaded her revolver, as she spins the barrel and locked it, as she starts the engine on her GT500 interceptor. Both Dominic and Jesse did the same as they went into their respective cars and once the sirens started wailing, they moved out from the wide open gates as they cross the roads that connect them eventually towards the highway in Shutoku Area.
As they have done dispatching, Tsubame and the rest of the members all activated their communicators on their ears before they boot open the GPS monitor screens. As soon as they were travelling smoothly under a large two team formation, one leading the NSX interceptors and another leading the current formation that even Jesse and Dominic haven’t seen before, but apparently, Tsubame knew it all along, as if the Chief had already planned this for her in case she needs more help.
“Whoa…what car are those…?” One of the NSX Interceptor officers asked as he watched the new cars following under a tight five car formation. The new interceptor units were holding a large logo of a red trident. It was none other than the rare Maserati Quattroporte Sport GT S model, their cars coated under black paint with white tone stripe on the lower part of the cars. As their warning lights continue to flash, their sirens’ wailing can be heard from afar.
“It’s the Maserati Sport GT S Interceptor team.” Satoshi said as he gave a sarcastic smile, while staring at one of those cars. “I must say, it’s indeed rare to see one of these roaming around the Japan roads…even now I am surprised that I managed to see it in action together with us.”
“And above it all, Officer Hirano is leading them…it’s an impressive sight.” Another NSX officer uttered. As the Maserati team close in behind the three cars in the front led by the GT500, Tsubame remained on standby as she watched the GPS closely on their next location, soon there was an incoming transmission from the helicopter unit.
“All units, this is Hornet Zero. I’d be your monitoring agent in support of your efforts for tonight’s operation.” A strict sounding voice said, clearly the man was of a very middle-aged type, as they all noticed the serious low tone. And not long after, they noticed a bright light is coming directly at their path and it’s approaching at high speed. And they all know it’s a helicopter unit flying above them, and unlike the last two helicopters, the Hornet 1 and Hornet 2, this Hornet chopper unit was clad completely in jet-black coloring, and with the night skies under a clear weather, it almost feel as if the chopper was barely even visible, despite its mildly loud propeller sound and bright searchlight flashing across the roads.
“Roger, Hornet Zero.” Tsubame said as she followed the chopper’s path while slalomed through a few minor traffic cars, taxis and buses. “Keep an eye on us out there…”
“Wow…looks like we’re really well-prepared this time huh? I’ve been through a lot of large formation oriented missions before, but this is the first time I saw one like this…” Jesse said as he continued driving on a safe pace enough to keep up with his leader. On his tachometer it shows that he’s revving his car up to 6000 rpm and maintaining it under a stable rate, while his speedometer is showing that they’re all travelling at a speed approximately 140 miles per hour. “Oh…and congratulations for being awarded with the Maserati team by the way, Hirano.”
“Haha…” Tsubame chuckled as she shrugged for a moment after a sigh. “Well, funny enough, I don’t feel too happy about it. I don’t mind all these sweet car attention, but I definitely hate to lead a big team that I couldn’t manage.”
“Don’t sweat it, Hirano.” Dominic added, while he was maintaining the pace on his Viper still. With the amount of that much power under the hood of his interceptor, he is able to easily hit 120 miles per hour with just a revving rate of 6000 rpm and a smooth maintain on the revolution increment. “Your last failure on the capture of KARASU may be a bad hit, but the fact that you have a good leadership skill enough to lead a bigger formation is proving that you have grown as an enforcer. You should be proud.”
“Yeah…maybe you’re right…” Tsubame said as she leans back a little on her head in a somewhat relaxed position while maintained her pace still, not slowing down at all. Her eyes were slightly closed, but her focus remained in top form. “I am just glad that they don’t need to only send us in a usual 3 car formation for a large-scale operation of shutting down a probable big race activity involving more than 6 cars like last time.”
“Umm…Officer Hirano, can I ask you a question after this mission is over?” one of the drivers in the Maserati Interceptors asked. His voice was somehow hesitant, but the tone remained as bold and straightforward as always. And Tsubame knew that he is a reliable person to count on, from the way he talks.
“Yeah…just speak up your mind. I’d find a time to talk after this.”
“Thank you, madam.” The driver said. “It’s just something I need to know, from an officer as bold as you are.” Tsubame on the other hand didn’t spoke a word, deep down in her heart now, she only wanted to hurry up and reach to her destination at the C1 inner area where there is an illegal race event going on, apprehend or take down most of the suspects involved there other than the four mentioned by the chief, shut down the entire race, disable all their vehicles and be done with it, while hoping to look for more clues in tracking down KARASU in the black McLaren F1 that she failed to capture that time.
“Hold your chatter, people.” The pilot said from the Zero-codenamed helicopter unit. “We will eventually arrive at the designated point in the Shutoku Area. Maintain radio silence until then, we cannot risk having them notice our units under activity or we will have a troublesome chase going on later. I am moving to a safe position far from the C1 Area while remain above 3000 feet to avoid detection. I’d restart transmission as soon as the situation calls for it.”
“Guess I’d just cut off the transmitter for a second while start talking to myself instead.” Jesse said as he shuts off his transmitter while leaving the GPS monitor running. Soon everyone maintained their radio silence by doing the same thing while keeping their double formation as tight as possible. Despite having numerous vehicles around the highway road on their way to C1, they have little to no problem at adjusting their position from time to time in avoiding the slower traffic cars. As they continued their way, the skies remained as clear as always, with the full moon shining its bright light across the metropolis of the Tokyo Area…
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Meanwhile, near the parking lot in C1 Area, a great number of cars with sponsor vinyl and stickers were seen cramming out the parking slots in the spot, with some of the cars stood out being modified with rather flamboyant accessories such as underglow neon lights, hydraulics that were meant to show off with the car humping electronically about just to impress the crowd, and even illegally modified taillights that flash blue lights instead of red. It was literally a paradise for all street racers that wanted to party and rock out loud in the public street area. Lots of drivers, racers and beautiful women models were gathering about under multiple groups and with a lot of people taking pictures of the models posing as sexy as they can with the racers’ cars.
And on the center of the crowd, there was a group of cars parked under a rather rough circle formation. As the crowd were taking pictures of the cars that stood out there, the drivers paid little to no attention on the reception they’re receiving, as if they’re already used to it. The drivers were all dressed under the category style of the generic “gangster” look with a twist of hip-hop trend on it.
“Hey man…are you sure those kids are gonna come tonight? We’ve been waiting for hours here!” A short, yet somewhat lanky young man said impatiently, pressing away on his handphone, and it seems like he was texting some message. He has short crew-cut black hair, wears a big golden-frame sunglasses, and a loose T-shirt with a red jacket on. He is also wearing a lot of hand accessories and earrings, as he was sitting on his own car, which was a black Nissan Silvia S-15 Spec R, with red ten-spoke rims that was custom made, and has a large GT-wing. Its body kit seemed to resemble closely to that of an S14 Silvia, but from the looks from the Silvia text imprinted on its rear trunk, it’s clearly an S15. The car was also modified visually with underglow blue neon. “I certainly don’t wanna waste my time and gas money for racing against a bunch of losers with their stock boxes!”
“Hey hey hey…” Another man spoke, he appears to be in his late thirties to forties, and he wears a red shirt with a chain necklace. He has dyed blonde hair that stood out like a bosozoku gang member, and he has piercings on his left eyebrow. He’s leaning besides his car, which is a blue Mazda RX-8 SE3P with a custom black eight spoke rims, underglow red neon lights and a stylish spoiler with a pair of large dual mufflers. “Chill out Seong. At least we have more of the fun than intended tonight, just look at all these women and attraction we’re getting. Word says that tonight’s race is gonna be up against a bunch of drivers with mad skills. I couldn’t give a shit for what cars they’re using, but as long as I get paid for winning, I am all good for it.”
“It matters not…what matters is that we make sure we keep winning so we can control the C1 area here. We may not be an actual team, but now we’re famous as hell…we have a huge rep to defend everytime we race against any cocksuckers that have the balls to put the money on their cars to think they can compete against us.” Another man said; he is seen sitting on top of his own car’s carbon hood. It was an orange Mitsubishi Lancer Evolution VII with a carbon hood and a large GT-Wing on its rear. The front bumper seemed to be a custom made part and there were numerous claw vinyl placed on literally both sides of the car itself. And beneath the hood, it seems the engine itself was placed with numerous purple neon lights too. “We managed to smoke a lot of BMW cars before…so even if they brought a stinking Euro car to compete, it won’t matter…”
“Yeah!!” Another enthusiastic man said loudly, as he stood besides his Honda car. “I mean…just look at this beauty of mine!!” As he pats his hand towards the custom hood of the purple Honda CR-X, he chuckled as he poses badly like a gangster acting tough while a few audiences took pictures of him and the car. The CR-X was literally riced to the core; as it has split open doors, under glowing pulse magenta neon lights, spinner rims and illegally modified taillights that flash blue lights instead of red. It was literally a car with crazed modifications. And the CR-X was literally slapped with numerous sponsor stickers too. “This thing can run over 500 and it’s usin’ a freakin V8 engine!! Hell no way can stinking Euro cars compete with Japanese cars in our area! This thing has no opponents when it comes to pure power! Haha!! The HSV-010-V8 engine is the best engine in the racing world!”
“Honestly…your ride is too flamboyant.” The Evo VII driver chuckled as he took out a tobacco and light it up before he took a puff of it. “But to each on their own…I guess…oh…! Look who’s here…” As he guide the other drivers and the crowd’s eyes to the approaching cars, they were none other than the midnight blue Jaguar XKR-S, the black Porsche 911 GT3 RS, followed by the dark green Audi R8 5.2 and finally the jet black McLaren F1 from the last position.
“What…the…bloody…hell?” The CR-X driver uttered as he noticed the cars drove their way towards the crowded parking lot and parked on a rather deserted spot on the back to avoid the crowd hogging on their cars. The other three drivers were all startled too at the cars, as they have hardly laid eyes on an actual car of a few of those models. “You’ve got to be kidding me…”
The crowd immediately turned their attention towards the coming four cars as they stopped on the empty spot there and the drivers stepped out from the vehicles. The crowds were literally cheering them on and it almost felt as if the cheering was so much louder than they were when the other four drivers pose on their photo shot taking from the fans circling them not too long ago. The Evo VII driver immediately stop smoking and toss the half-smoked tobacco down the street in disgust as they stood up and walk towards the circle of crowd there.
“Hey, nice reception as always…” Shinobu said, as he got up from his car, with his helmet still worn. He turned his attention towards Setsuna after that. “Say, you ladies do this all the time at night?”
“Well…more or less…yeah.” Setsuna shrugged as she grabbed Shinobu’s hand and guide him towards the approaching group that gave them the cold stares. From Setsuna’s expression she knew they would be the opponents the Steel Rose Maidens are going to face tonight. “Stay sharp…Shinobu.” As they approached, Lacia and Rong Wei remained as calm as always while the rest of the other drivers seemed somewhat displeased with their presence as none of them were happy, from the looks of it. And the air of tense is building.
“Well well…so you guys are the ones we’d be facing tonight huh?” The Evo VII driver said as he stuck a hand in his pocket. “So this is what it’s all about? Using a bunch of Euro cars against us?”
“And what would your problem be, mister?” Rong Wei calmly talked back, her arms crossed gently and her expression remained unfazed by the somewhat taunting tone from the Evo VII driver. “What we drive on the highway is none of your concern. So you boys are claiming territory here in C1 area?”
“Hell yeah we are!” The Honda CR-X driver rudely interrupted. And soon after he points his finger at the Steel Rose Maidens along with the helmet-wearing driver himself, his egotistical smile just got bigger and worse, and he was posing a lot of weird gangster pose while doing it, much as if he was on crack or something, from how Shinobu and his friends look at him. Needless to say, they felt anything but appalled at the CR-X’s driver’s behavior. “Look, if you kids think you can compete with us just because you all are using Euro cars, then you kids need to learn that Japanese cars have infinite possibilities! Besides, it’s not the car that matters after all! It’s the driver! You kids here are racing with the big leagues in the C1 area here, pal!”
“Speak for yourself, derp face.” Setsuna shot back instantly, her calm tone remained there, but from the looks of it, she sure is anything but impressed at what the Honda driver said to her. “If you’re so f**king confident about what your cars can do, why don’t you just save your breath and let your cars do the talking? Instead of wasting everyone’s time here with cheap smack-talking, I’d like to see what you guys can do instead.” After Setsuna was done speaking, everyone on the Steel Rose Maidens team were literally calm and remained unfazed still, and the crowd were silent too.
“Well, you heard what the lady said.” Shinobu tried to broke the silence by adding another line, and it surely did effectively. “Let’s just keep things civil, shall we? We’re here to race, not to shove each other’s freakin’ throats on our own personal beliefs on how should we drive our cars or what rides should we pick. If anything else, let’s just prove it all on the road, eh people?”
“Alright then…bucket head.” Seong said rudely, as he took off his sunglasses and approached close to Shinobu, where he’s still wearing his helmet, refusing to show his face to the crowd. “You think you guys are better than us and wanna settle this like real racers? Then let’s do it big. 300,000 yen per win, what do you say, punk?”
“Well…I am all good for it. How about you ladies?” Shinobu agreed as he turned his attention to the female members. And surely enough, they seemed to agree on his decision too.
“Fine…it’s a deal then.” Setsuna sighed as she turned her back and guide Shinobu to his car once more. Lacia remained as quiet as she was with her usual stoic expression, and Rong Wei just nodded before turning her back too from the crowd. And before they started planning anything else, Shinobu walked back to the crowd and asked the racers again on a question.
“So, how are we gonna do this?” Shinobu asked.
“We do an eight-way team battle, your team against our team. One loop in C1 Inner, winner takes all and claims territory, sounds good?” The Evo VII driver said as he proposed with open arms, and much to the reaction of the crowd as expected, they were cheering him on and urging the contestants to do it. To Shinobu, it seems like he can only accept the deal just so that he wouldn’t disappoint the pumped-up crowds cheering before them both.
“Well, okay then.” Shinobu said. But before he wants to say something, Setsuna stood in front and interrupted with an arm stopping Shinobu.
“It’s alright, KARASU..l.et me talk.” Setsuna said as she faced the Evo VII driver once more. “Look, other than the money, you can keep the territory. We don’t race for that kind of shit, you can save it for yourself. If we win, you just retract everything you said about our cars and we’d let this slide after we took the winner’s cash, deal?” Hearing Setsuna’s proposal of rewards changing managed to at least put a slight smile on the Evo VII driver’s face.
“Done deal then…sure hope you enjoy eating dusts.” The driver chuckled as he turned back to the cars.
“Yeah, have fun crying to your mama after you eat our dirt, tin head! You and that NA junk are good as done, kiddo. Hahaha!!” The Honda driver laughed as he turned back too, and from behind he seemed to enjoy shuffling as he was walking with a lot of unnecessary strange movements.
“Heh…hope your proud German motors don’t fail you, gothie.” Seong chuckled as he flicked his sunglasses once more and turned back to his S15 Spec R. Lacia did not care about what the Korean man said, but rest assured, she was only feeling somewhat sad towards Seong for having the need to show off in front of women just because they were claiming territory there. Lacia remained silent and despite not mute, she does not need to speak to fully express her thoughts. Her cold eyes only shown anything but hate towards him now as she turned back to Shinobu and her friends with trusting stare.
“Alright Shinobu…let’s get those guys…” Setsuna said as they all gathered on their parked cars spot for a group planning of some sort. “Here’s what you need to know so far, everyone…”
“That Silvia Spec R S15, driven by Seong is actually a car dumped with a crap load of cash, so don’t be fooled by the rice tuning…it’s a worked ride with a fair amount of mileage and it has a rocket start, so stay alert…and see that Evo VII? I can tell from the exhaust tip that it’s probably loaded with a lot of top speed over torque, so use it on your advantage, and don’t forget the usual 4WD weakness. Also, that RX-8 is capable of shooting off probably around 500 to 600 for its highway advantage, I knew there was a pretty strong riced out Mazda RX-8 that roams around on the C1 area from time to time just to pick on newbies. It could be him…and on second thoughts about the Evo VII:
Listen…just leave that guy to me…I’d handle that clown while Shinobu you can go pick on either the RX-8 or that stupid derp face driving the Honda CR-X. That kid’s probably running around 400-500, I saw his face before and I think this guy may be involved in one of the theft in a garage scene long ago. That whacko’s car may be running on a stolen Honda racing engine…so keep that in mind, but with that much gizmo around it, this thing is anything but balanced, if Rong Wei choose to go against him, you’d know what to do.
And finally, Lacia…you and Seong seemed to have a bit of feud back there, right?”
“…Yes…but…I…don’t…mind…” Lacia said as she turned her attention back to Seong again, he was literally smoking a cigar before he toss it somewhere off the road and went back to his Silvia S15.
“Alright then…” Setsuna continued her plan suggestion. “Lacia, you go handle Seong and his S15…your Porsche 911 should be able to have enough power and handling ability to even the scales. Use the usual tactic to win, skill driving wise, Seong shouldn’t pose much of a problem to you. That is all, everyone.”
“Understood…” Lacia nodded with an OK-hand sign. She then walks slowly to her GT3 RS and started the car’s engine, and slowly made its way besides the already positioned S15 Silvia on the starting line.
“Done deal then…” Shinobu also agreed as he and Setsuna made a bro-handshake and hugged each other for a short second. “I am getting that RX-8…”
“That leaves me with the whacko then, I guess…not that I have any complaints though.” Rong Wei smothered her dark blue hair aside as she turned back to her Audi R8 and starts the engine on the car while slowly driving it towards the position next to the Honda CR-X, which was spewing spray show from its hood for show off using spare nitrous boost tanks.
And soon after, the Jaguar XKR-S and McLaren F1 positioned themselves onto their respective spots next to their opponent cars. Setsuna is positioned next to the Evo VII, while Shinobu’s McLaren F1 is placed next to the RX-8. As all eight cars started revving their engines, a woman came from the circle bunch and poses a stance in preparation for the countdown. All the Steel Rose Maidens members had their sights locked on the front road, while the opposing racers were literally staring at their opponents with cold, intense stares of hostility, as if they are all holding grudges on the challengers already…
“Alright…ready, everyone?” The woman asked loudly as the crowd cheered on and said “YEAH!!” Many of them were clapping and taking pictures of all eight cars revving loudly still. “Get set…” As the countdown went by…Shinobu remained as calm as always, with the rest of the members remained focused, and yet not a slightest bit panic or tense in their emotion. And then…the countdown begins…
“Three…two…one…aaaaannndd….GOO!!” This post has been edited by クロイ on May 2 2012, 08:42 PM