Jet got back to his feet and brushed some his Kimono off. Abruptly, the space around him dissipated, sucked away. His eyes flickered and then he was plunged back into the real world. There was little light in the jacking room, and it took a number of seconds for jet's eyes to adjust to the lighting. He could feel the needle that sent his mind into the construct leaving his cranium.

He look up with his green eyes and saw that Grid was staring over him. She was very beautiful, in the Matrix when Jet was still a Blue Pill he had always had a thing for asian chicks, they were like an instant turn on. But Grid was different and although he was attracted to her it was different...he honesty didn't know how but it was.

"Yeah, way better, that guy actually gave me a challenge." He smirked as he got up out of the ripped leather barber chair."well, almost.But that was definitely an improvement Grid,good work. Jet stretched himself out, he always got stiff after being jacked in.

"Where's the rest of the crew? I thought they would be jacked into another construct program."

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Courtesy of Genkai