Lets all Head to the zoo

Aida looked a bit saddened by this or a bit more embarrassed. "Y-yes...but...I-I have-ent even m-met him yet."

Hmmmmmm.... she doesn't seem to happy about it. Wonder if there's anyway to her off the hook? Junior mused, Also wonder what Capuchin's availability is....

"So, Shin, need any help hauling the idiot up?" Wes asked.

"Huh... Shin. I remember you now. Been a long time since that first day in the warehouse. And you..." He faced the nervous woman standing nearby. "You're Aida! Just about twice the height I remember, though." He closed his eyes and rested his palms on the back of his head. "Man, the past is back in full force. Drakkas, the Cybeasts, you guys... All that's missing now is Fenrir."

"Not really Wes, but you better make that thing come back soon." Shin started before turning to Wes, sunglasses off, revealing his blood red eyes in a mencaing glare, "Or else I'll beat you to the ground." the young asian man threatened before putting his sunglasses on and turning to Swift, "So, you're Fenrir's operator huh? I remember you... vaguely..." He then turned around looking down at Josh, offering the chain, "You gonna come up or what?"

"Ah, yes, I remember you now, Mikael," said Rigel, suddenly speaking again. "May I ask...just what happened to Fenrir?"

Seeing how the one who was picking the lock (now attempting to burn it) was ignroing him, Chris decided that he probably wouldn't get far and decided to walk away. He then stood a short distance away from a group gathered near the crocidile cage and pretended to be interested in some sloths, listening to what they were saying and waiting for someone to bring up something that would allow him to join in their conversation.

"That thing...?" Wes repeated, "Might want to be a bit more specific with your nouns."

"You were Swing's operator, weren't you? Heard of his work with the Netpolice. Good stuff; people like him rekindle my faith in their abilities and their integrity. As for Fenrir..." His expression turned dark. "It's a long story. You might recall that he would go berserk if something beat im to within an inch of his life. Roughly nine years ago, we encountered a strange navi causing unrest in the Netsquare. He was wandering around grabbing navis then tossing them aside, muttering something about a 'match.' Then, he saw Fenrir. He started laughing and rushed at him with something in his hand... He was too fast. His fist punctured Fenrir's chest, and the glowing thing faded into the wounds. His former appearance began to fade, replaced with the blue armour and the spined helmet you remember. He flew into a ferocious rage. Every navi who remained for more than a moment was brutally slaughtered. His rampage continued to ACDC, where some of the Netpolice elite corps deleted him. I had a backup with me, but it had been corrupted, too. They did everything they could to try and take it from me; something about that worries me. If they had wanted the backup data to be destroyed, they could have easily done so by hacking my PET. The security programs would have deleted the backup data, then, as it contained a foreign program." He sighed. "At any rate, I changed Fenrir's name and mine and fled to Electopia, where I managed to force the infection to a head and seal it there, thanks in no small part to my great uncle's genius. His personality had changed quite a bit, but he was sane again. The 'Police never harried us again. Some wonderful mixture of jurisdiction and Fenrir's lack of a rampage. If he came within an inch of death, though, the Gleipnir program my great uncle created would slacken its grip and let some of the infection flow freely. It became apparent that like its namesake, Gleipnir couldn't hold Fenrir forever at bay. So, six years ago, we left Requiem to try and find the man who had driven us into our state of hiding. I don't care to explain my methods, but we were successful. The navi conducted experiments with the 'hearts' of navis in -- surprise -- a branch of netspace owned by a private faction in the Netpolice, working closely with some of Scilab's brilliant minds. They believed that the 'Heart Program,' as they called it, had grown beyond what anyone had intended. They claimed they were simply learning of its complexities to better understand and control what man should rightfully own anyway. Fenrir had been the lucky recipient of Wrath, an early experiment of theirs that even they admitted hadn't been fine-tuned in the least. They trapped him and when they learned that Wrath had been held at bay, they decided to double the dose.

"It was the most foolish decision I've ever seen.

"Fenrir's new outburst made his massacre three years past seem like a benign spar between friends. He tore free of everything; his chains, his link to me, his humanity. I was almost glad that I wouldn't have to see any more of the awful spectacle. The next day, the news anchor mourned the lives lost in a tragic explosion at an official lab in Netopia. Their gas heating system, as I heard it, malfunctioned and detonated. I'm not sure it was Fenrir's work, but I'd be a fool if I didn't at least recognise it as an exceedingly strange coincidence. He's probably still out there, keeping an unusually low profile for a navi on a rampage. I hope he's at least settled down a bit." He absently rubbed the bridge of his nose, his tone brightening somewhat. "Told you it was a long story. Don't get all sympathetic for me; I've gotten over it."

"Ya know, starts with an R ends with an M." Shin said, trying to be cryptic, as usual. but failing, as usual.

"I see," said Rigel. "I definitely remember what happened when he and Swing fought Drakkas that one time. So that's why..." He broke off.

"Well, Swing's essentially an independent navi now. He still keeps in touch with me, though all I've heard since the Netsquare incident was something basically saying 'I'm okay'. Actually, his stint with the Netpolice wasn't so much work for them as a favor to Dimensionman, from what I've heard. Other than him and Runeknight, we don't put much trust into the netpolice, mostly due to general incompetence. After that, he probably went back to his search for Mysterioso."

Rigel then towards Shin and Wes. "Shin, you fail at subtlety. Wes, he's referring to Requiem if it's not obvious by now."

"Wai~ So cruel Rigel," Shin said, crying fake tears.

"I wouldn't refer to Requiem as simply 'that thing', but whatever." Wes sighed. Below, in the pit, a hatch opened up and arms reached out, pulling Josh out of sight before closing, "Well, looks like security got him. He should be safe. One less thing to worry about.... what kind of idiot falls into an animal exhibit?"

"QUIET, YOU!" He yelled. "My navi dropped me in here! god! And in case you haven't NOTICED, I CAN'T CLIMB OUT!" He suddenly realized that he was shouting, and cupped his hands over his mouth.

Wide-eyed, he slowly swiveled around to face the alligators. Each and every one of them was looking at him, taking full note of this intruder.

"Oh, shit." Josh said quietly.

*Insert scene where people in zoo keep talking while dust clouds and noises erupt from the alligator pit*

"Haah... Those aren't the crocs, smart guy." Mikael nodded to the arms of the security guards attempting to pull the youth to freedom while he fought them with every fiber of his being. "Whatever unlikely event landed you in that pit, here is an excellent chance to escape."

"Guess, he won't need my metal chain after all," Shin sighed as he saw the security guards trying to help Josh out of the pit.
"So... how have you all been lately?" Shin asked the group, just because he felt like it.

As Josh was hoisted out of the pit, beated, scar and half dead, he sighed. He stumbled clumsily over to the group, and said, "Thanks fo helping, guys..." He then fell onto the ground, unconcious.

"O-OH NO!" Aida panicked, "S-Soemone!! W-we need water! A blanket! A-a doct-octor!!! ANYTHING?! OH DEAR!!!!"

"An ambulance is on it's way," Shin stated monotonously as he pressed a button on his PET to end his call. "He'll be fine, it's not like the alligators were the ones who injured him." A security guard was applying antiseptic to Josh's wounds as he spoke.

Chris saw the security guard approaching the alligator pit and decided to walk over to the group. He walked over and asked what was going on.

Aida gave a sigh of relief..."I n-never thought that the Zoo would be such a danger-ero-ous place!"