Alright, Im heading for the finals Raven. Wish me luck. Blake looks at his younger sister with gratitude at his decision. Be safe now Blake and don push yourself too hard. I know you deal with a lot of people looking down on you and you can help but try to prove them wrong but that doesn mean you should run yourself into the ground especially when you
e dealing with your own troubles, okay?
Yeah I know Blake begins to sigh, tightening his bandage around his left stump (below the elbow). I won push too hard. Blake gives her a comforting smile as he pulls a cigarette from his dads old cigarette holder silver all over with a star in the middle. You know Im not that fond of you picking up dads old smoking habit Raven says in disappointment. Blake looks at her understanding she wants the best for him and begins to explain. Raven I have told you before that even though it is not healthy its one of the few things allowing me to keep going. Its no excuse but its my way of handling. When I smoke I feel as though dad is with me sharing in my smoke and its comforting. Alright fine i won push this any further but do try to be safe.
Blake slings his messenger bag over his shoulder. It has a galaxy design on the bag, Blakes longing for something so impossibly far away. He hugs his sister warmly with his hand on the back of her head for a close embrace, she sends him off. Please be safe Blake, please Raven says with guilt in her mind.
Blake slips on his black shoes and looks back at his run down government house, clenching his fist and taking another drag he reaffirms this will change and heads out into the world. Looking at his watch Blake realizes hes late to his finals. Blake puffs on his cigarette whilst attaching some sleek black glowing attachments on his shoes. Blake has had an interest in technology since his youth; this is one of his oldest creations that has had multiple iterations in design before the loss of his limb, within the year 2200 theres a fast amount of knowledge and technology available and Blakes father was no stranger to knowledge being a renowned inventor himself mainly in advanced software and algorithms.
Wanting to spend time with his son he showed him the wide array of technology at his disposal to make one item of his choosing with his fathers help. In the end Blake and his father made an interesting form of transport for Blake that being electromagnetic hover attachments that would fit most shoes, they adapted the technology to work off solar energy and electricity for the safest form of energy on his feet. They had a generous lithium ion battery, though they only held a charge of up to 15 minutes on its lowest setting and 5 minutes at its maximum output. Blake would use these a lot to catch up whenever he was late thus having to go through many iterations on his own making these attachments highly reinforced at this point. Blake attaches the fittings for the electromagnetics and begins to hover a couple inches off the ground, giving off a silent hum in the air and a bright green emanating from the bottom of his feet. He takes a puff of his cigarette whilst turning up the power by tapping his toes on the ground and begins to hover with more precision and power then before, with a chime from his alarm alerting him of high power consumption he takes a puff and shoots of down the road at high speed, obviously alerting all nearby pets in the vicinity setting them off.
Just like the good old days huh dad Blake says to himself whilst puffing on the cigarette harder reminiscing about when he was first learning how to use the attachments. Blake still cringes over the memory of him and his dad naming his first invention, he said the first thing that came to mind when he was brainstorming names with his dad, mainly inspired by their use Blake yells, Ive got it KeepUps. His Dad begins to laugh. Thats brilliant, my son straight to the point as it should be for any inventor, he begins to engrave the name into the attachments. Ever since his dads passing Blake has been straightforward in their name showing no embarrassment to honor his dads memory and faith in his ability. Its whilst reminiscing in this memory he nearly gets poled as usual his habit of daydreaming while surfing the roads acts up. Having been used to this old habit of his, Blake manages to sidestep the crippling pole. Thanking his dad again for making him practice with his inventions. Blake starts to pick up the pace and is managing his way through gaps and corners through traffic with a green blur behind him, having nearly been hit multiple time Blake takes a final drag and arrives at the military school, just as the battery in his KeepUps die and send him forward from the momentum, Blake just about makes it to the military school hes been anticipating. I will prove them wrong, flashes of his highschool come through of people always looking down at him for being crippled the endless torment from not being able to fight back. Today is Blakes day to prove to himself that he is more than that.
As he ascends the stops he gets spun round in a circle by a flash of orange. Oh sorry about that my name is Kiara Im 18 and Im mainly known for my iconic orange, hehe sorry about that I tend to move really fast its not entirely in my control so I go a million miles a minute. and it takes me a moment to slow down, especially when Im nervous. Blake can see her shaking like a fizzing soda ready to burst. Noted, Blake begins detaching his KeepUps and stores them in their respective pouch aptly sewn with a star on it. Im guessing you
e late as well by your excessive speed and overall nervousness Blake looks at the jittering person before him. Yeah you could say that I had some trouble catching up and Ive been trying to outrun my problems here so to speak and focus on this, Kiara speeds her way through the explanation trying to hide more significant details.
She glances at Blake storing away his KeepUps with curiosity, did you make those yourself, are you a legendary Mechanic? Do you build everything by yourself? If you do, I don know how you do it with one arm. Oh sorry sorry my bad I got carried away and forgot boundaries Im sorry. Blake pinches the bridge of his nose due to the rapid conversing with Kiara. Its fine, yes I do make my own equipment and yes it is a wonder I can still do it with one arm and no I wouldn say Im a legendary mechanic more of my own thing which Im still figuring out. Before you ask, yes I managed to get here in time due to them enhancing my speed by a lot for the cost of a lot of energy.
Kiara is looking at Blake in pure wonder. Ive always had a fascination for inventors, they can design things to imitate what others can do. I have not had much exposure to them. Do you mind if we hang out sometime I know I can move a million miles a minute almost literally. Blake looks at her with confusion. Why would you want to hang out with someone with no ability? Unlike you, I don have any ability. My genes were already examined and Im told that I have nothing to awaken. Can you really be fine with me? Oh yeah its perfectly fine with me you
e the first person in a while to actually want to keep talking with me for more than five minutes and you seem like a good person so Im going to trust my gut and go with my own views on you, Okay? Blake is almost choking on his cigarette, alright then will hang out sometime soon. Heres my number to get a hold of me. I wish you luck in the upcoming exam. Kiara almost immediately blurts out, you too. I hope you score well even if you
e missing an arm and have no ability. Oh sorry my bad my bad i did it again. RING RING RING THE FINALS EXAMS FOR GROUPING SHALL BEGIN IN 5 MINUTES. Blake, getting over the shock of lack of filter with this girl says alright go on hurry up actually maybe slow down a little and breathe before the exam Blake ascends the stairs and gives her a pat on the head you got this he says to himself seeing parts of his younger self in her. Exhaling a lungful of smoke at the top of the stairs. It begins.