A Stroll...

In a burst of light, Tornado appeared, looking quite upset. Moping along through the Net, he finally plopped down on the ground and said, "That's it, not one step further. The viruses will merely come to me." Zeo sighed and followed Tornado's actions, sitting on a bench outside the Metroline.

"Fine. You get ten minutes. If none come before that, you're getting up and going on again."
"Nothing. Keep going," said Zeo. Tornado got up and began walking. He approached the NetSquare then turned to a videscreen portraying Zeo's bored face. The look on Tornado's face told Zeo what he wanted.

"Fine, go ahead."

Tornado happily entered.