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Racing at spectacular speeds from the Netopian Network to Creamland was a massive cargo train carrying torrents of information. What humans would normally see as a loading bar on their monitor was actually a speedy vehicle that navis could board to surf the information highway known as the internet (nowadays just called the Cyber World). Like any other train of its type, being a mix of a passenger train and a freight train, the cars designated for the passengers were up at the front and the ones housing the cargo made up the rest of the train.
Information packets are sensitive things, so passengers arent allowed onto the cargo sections of the train, otherwise the machine that sent the packet could experience lag. But as a spy, and especially one without any notoriety or reputation, Shine lived for gathering information! And if the unconscious guards weren't indicating of it enough, she was willing to go through quite some lengths to get it.
Most civilians never went back as far as the last passenger cart, but anyone curious enough would see that Shine didn't put much effort in covering her tracks. Two unconscious guards outside of an open door wherein there was a blue-haired, red-masked woman tinkering with the train's cargo didn't leave much for a bystander's imagination to steer them wrong.
A rather calm voice remarked from behind the female. Leaned against the door stood a rather plain Navi, dressed with silver armor and blue clothing, and simple brown hair. Brown eyes were looking at her, hinting at some faint amusement, but aside from that did not really portray that much. Held in hand was a black 'stick' the man's arms crossed before his chest. Regis hadn't been expecting much when he decided to take his stroll while on this ride, but the sight of the downed guards had caught his attention.
"Though, given your get-up and what you seem to be doing, I can make a guess as to your profession, I think."
It was a rather curious thing, after all. Knowledge was rather powerful. But sometimes, the information gained wasn't quite so useful to the one who obtained it. In a way, he was a bit intrigued as to which set this was. In another, he didn't quite care, atleast not above other priorities.
Shine turned her head back quickly at the voice that came from behind her, looking startled and wide-eyed at first, but then she seemed to go back to casual and confident almost instantly upon noticing the plainness of her addresser. "You guessed it! I'm a train engineer!" The sarcasm in her voice couldn't be ignored and it made it plainly clear that she had chalked up Regis to just being another one of the weaker guard navis that she had already taken out.
"Night night." And with a cocky grin, she lazily lobbed a smoke grenade at Regis, fully expecting it to knock him out as easily as it had knocked out that guard navis before him. Her arrogance would soon be her undoing, as even she herself was able to stand inside of the smoke without feeling any of its effects, much less Regis. Regardless, confident in her actions, Shine simply went back to what she was doing before without even ensuring whether her tactics were successful or not.
It was a bit amusing, to see her reaction even with the mask on. It was a funny attempt, especially with the follow up. But still, it seemed like she had a misunderstanding on what he was. As the grenade flew through the air, the stick that he held spun, smacking the projectile and rocketing it in return to the back of the spy's head as she turned away.
"I'd rather not. Atleast for now."
He responded in turn with the same casualness that he opened with. Well, either way it wasn't really his problem. He had been more curious than anything. But, she had started with technically picking a fight with him first. His fingers drummed along the 'stick', as though in thought, as a white circle lit up, shining dimly beneath the fingers. She was confident atleast. Or maybe that was more attributed to what she thought he was? Either way, it may be an interesting thing to see out partially.
Shine whipped her head back around to Regis after the smoke bomb that he had tossed back hit her in the back of her head. She looked much less happier than before. "Hmph. Rude." As if she were anything less herself.
The device was spraying out smoke that had already reached up to her ankles. Before the smoke got much thicker, she kicked it back toward Regis at about twice the speed that she had thrown it before, but it was still nothing to be threatened by. Rather than proceeding to attack or continuing what she was doing before, Shine stood there with her arms crossed and lips frowned to see how this "normal guard navi" would deal with her smoke bomb a second time, now that it was actually spewing out its gas.
The atmosphere seemed to beckon to Regis that this encounter would be over rather shortly (and rather easily) thanks to the girl's ignorant behavior.
Regis quirked an eyebrow upwards. Was that not the pot calling the kettle black? Though, seems like that didn't quite make her happy. He supposed that getting hit in the head with a grenade would be something that would displease almost anyone. But in his defense, she was the one to start it. And now she was continuing it. He swung the weapon downwards, smacking at the grenade as though it were a bat, and the projectile were a ball. Immediately afterwards, the 'stick' swung up, as a small wave burst onto the ground and followed suit with the smoking bomb, both aiming at the spy.
"Only in kind to you, miss."
One could almost hear the smile in his tone. She had amusing reactions, if nothing else. But still, wasn't she losing out more on trying to mess with him than she would've just going about working on what she had been...? Well, either way hadn't mattered to him, but he supposed that this case of mistaken identity just made for a bit more entertainment aboard this otherwise calm ride.
Shine either didn't pay enough attention to the shockwave or paid too much that she neglected the smoke bomb flying back at her for a second time. Either assumption didn't matter though. The smoke bomb made contact with her face this time, which normally wouldn't have been that big of a deal other than just a painful nuisance, but the smoke it was spraying was immediately ingested and inhaled by the spy and she gasped for air after the shockwave had knocked it out of her.
Regis wouldn't see much past the thick smoke that still clouded the room, but when it eventually faded away, there lied an unconscious spy that had been dispatched as easily as the guards before her. Their encounter was nothing if not anticlimactic.
Battle Complete! Rewards: +35xp and +350zny for both