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Calvin slipped a dollar into a vending machine. It started to drop the bag of chips, but it got stuck in the turning screw mechanism. Calvin sighed, and raised his hand as if to slap the machine. Suddenly, his eye caught a label reading [i][b]Please no harming the vending machine[/b][/i]. Calvin put his hand to his chin for a moment, then slipped another dollar, and bought a second bag of chips. Both bags dropped, and Calvin picked them up.

He then found a seat and popped one open, and started munching. All of a sudden, a girl with brown hair and sportswear appeared next to him. Calvin thought she looked familiar.

"Oh, so you did escape?" She rhetorically asked. "That's fine and dandy, and all, but you almost got me and my friend caught! I hope you're happy."

Calvin held up a gloved finger, asking for a moment, as he finished chewing. He then put the bag down, and cleared his throat. [color=LightSkyBlue]"Oh hey, thats why you look familiar. In my defense, the cops pretty much already saw you. In fact, you might actually owe me, considering I might have saved both of your lives. You know, since they were pointing guns, and I knocked them out. Speaking of, where's your friend?"[/color]

Calvin went back to eating. 

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The Boss drank from a third mug of coffee, courtesy of the tired and stressed Janitor. Suddenly, an alarm started buzzing, and a red light began to flicker. The Boss spat the coffee, right into the side of an unfortunate intern.

[b]"MY EYES!"[/b] The poor intern screamed.

"What the hell is that alarm?" The Boss stood up.

"It's a catastrophe, sir!" One of the interns rattled away at his keyboard with the speed to make a machine gun blush. He grabbed a large yellow sponge, and whiped his swamp of a brow. 

"Is one of the control functions failing?!" 

"Worse! Direct Contact!"

The Visual Feed showed a woman standing crouched over SYM-04, smiling sweetly at him. Already, SYM-04 was slobbering and the feed began to fog up. 

"Hello there, sir, are you okay?" The girl said. "My sensors are indicating that you have no ki. Which would logically mean you are dead."

The entire HQ panicked.

"John! Get on that goddamn mic!"

John divebombed towards his station, rolled, and clutched the mic while clearing his throat. 

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"I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I" Jeremy stuttered, his voice sounding weak. Suddenly, it shot back to a very calm, almost robotic voice, [color=SlateGray]"I am fine. One of the functions of my suit is that it blocks the detection of Ki, through both natural techniques and advanced sciences. My Name is Jeremy."[/color] Jeremy's arm bent and turned as it held out to shake the young girls hand.