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"I can't believe he did that to Curt Elain," said a long-legged, long-haired air soccer player named Jeremy Kansenki as he jumped up and kick the ball back to his gangly friend. "Have you seen what happened to him since he got shot? He's like a monster. I think we should do something back to the spinning, protonic Champions for that."
"He's already in police custody," said Jared Idrott as he jumped up and kicked the ball back to his friend. "What more do you want?"
"I want to blast him," said Jeremy is he kicked the ball back again. "I want to blast him back good."
Jared made a spectacular, high leap into the air and kicked the ball off one side of his foot, coming down gracefully on the other foot as the ball spun in a different direction, over to the tall, athletic Nick Soek this time, walking with skinny, completely non-athletic best friend Joram Contendo. "What do you think Nick?" He asked. "Whose side are you on?"
Nick, who just happened to be wearing his air-soccer shoes, made an excellent leap high into the air sandwiching the ball between two of his legs and shooting it back in the direction of Jeremy before dropping gracefully back to the ground. "I'm not on anybody's side," he said. "I’m not taking sides."
"What do you mean you're not taking sides?" asked Jared, aghast, allowing the ball to fly past him as it had been returned from Jeremy. "Didn't you see what happened to Curt last week? How can you not take sides when that happens? Don't you care?" The ball hit the Social Sciences building behind them and slowly sank to the ground.
"Yes, I think its bad, but it’s not just the Champions, its dark energy," Nick said. "I’m against the dark energy, so I guess I’m against both sides."
Jeremy and Jared stood and looked at each other, both appearing perturbed. “So you’re against us too?”
“No way; I’m not against you guys, but dark energy is bad stuff,” Nick pleaded. “It’s a powerful source that destroys everything around it. Don’t you remember what it did to this campus just last fall? Don’t you think it could happen again? Don’t you think it will destroy you if you keep using it?”
"I think we're out of here," said the Jeremy with an austere expression.
"I think Nick will have to find himself some new soccer buddies," said Jared as they both walked away.
Nick looked at Joram, perplexed. "They don't get it," he said. "Has everyone gone mad? After everything that happened how can they still play with this stuff?”
Joram nodded in exasperated agreement. "Here comes Anika and Earlen.”
"What do you mean you guys are against dark energy?" Anika asked after they told her what had happened with the Jared and Jeremy. She pointed a bold strong nose directly at Joram. “You guys still believe that stuff?”
Nick glanced at Joram with a blank, questioning look.
“Professor Probo was right,” Joram said. “He was right about everything. The ancient physics was right about everything. Dark energy almost destroyed this campus, remember?”
"Probo is dead,” Anika charged with her bold nose almost in Joram's face. “Do you want to end up like that too?”
"We don't do dark energy," Joram said straightly. "We're into the sanctus energy."
“Has everybody gone nuts?” Nick mumbled, still looking in the direction that Jeremy and Jared had gone.
"So what?" Anika stated flatly, walking pronouncedly away from them and Earlen following. "It's muonic not to take sides. Maybe we should just blast you guys like Curt Elain!"
Narration by Howard Douglas; based on discussions with Tomma Torstig.
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