Might as well get this out.

FTA: Curse of the Devil - Crinale 2210-12
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Monday, June 4th, 2210

15:53:29

"Lucia Scarlatti, please meet me in the Sektor 5 training room. IMMEDIATELY."

"Hmph, I thought as much." Leon said.

"What do you mean?" Lucia asked.

"You'll see."

When she got to the training room, she saw Viktor preparing the main simulator.

"You have failed, Scarlatti." He said. "Racing style means everything to Crinale. If you do it wrong, you won't prove that you can be successful in the F12000, no matter how 'perfect' it is."

Lucia could do nothing but stand in silence, shocked. Hearing no objections, Viktor continued.

"Your racing style will be moulded to our design. Violence is the ultimate key. Be as violent as possible. Take Leon, for example. He eliminated 14 AI craft in one race. You attempted to eliminate 0. Now, I have prepared this simulator. You will train to be a true Crinale pilot. In this one 50 lap race, you will eliminate every single AI craft. GO!"

He booted up the race as soon as she was seated, quite very angry that someone dare attempt a racing style other than the one he wanted for Crinale.

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17:01:12

"So, did he criticize your lack of violence?" Leon said, leaning on the door to Lucia's room, obviously knowing the answer.

"Not. My. Fault." She snapped back. "Now get out of my way."

Leon pushed his glasses up the bridge of his nose. "Hmph, if only you'd channel that anger into the simulator, into eliminating the other craft." He said as he pushed off the door and walked back to his room. Just before entering it, he looked back at the enraged Lucia and spoke. "This is Crinale, you can't just do what you want."