Descrizione: Neutrino is put to the test in front of the gourmet outlaws Iron Chefs.
Incipit: They parked their bikes in formation in the parking lot which even had a canopy. The founders and Maestri of the Iron Chefs, Franco and Rosa and their son Vincent who had became Prez were there on the threshold, wearing the club patches and bandannas. They greeted the top ranks of the 3Sigma, and just gave looks to the patches and all the others.
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descrizione: An unusual outlaw MC made up of former scientists; their latest prospect Neutrino is facing the enemy for the first time.
incipit: Neutrino was standing there, nervously handling his homemade blackjack. He was quite proud of it, he made it himself old school: a spring from some discarded piece of machinery, an eggshell as form for the weight… but no pure lead, it was too difficult to find in those days. So he used solder, stolen from the Electronics lab. Then he wrapped the whole thing in duct tape, that one hadn't changed in centuries.
descrizione: The 3Sigma go on a road trip to meet their friends Iron Chefs
incipit: Dawn had broken already over Union City, but the clubhouse on the hills was still in the shadow, immersed in the bluish light of early morning. "You wouldn't think bikers would gather at dawn for a ride, eh?", commented drily Plasma to Neutrino. Who didn't reply, because he was attempting the impossible task of getting a few more minutes of sleep while sitting on his bike.
descrizione: More adventures of Neutrino and the geek outlaws
incipit: Fabio was just getting out of the flat's door, when Neutrino emerged from his bedroom wearing only pijamas bottoms. “Morning, mate.”, said Fabio half in and half out, “I made a tart with sour plum jam, true northern Italian style. Enjoy!”. If he noticed the bandage on Neutrino's forearm, he didn't let it show. “Morning. Thanks.”, returned Neutrino managing to overcome his lips that seemed to have been glued together during the night. The other disappeared and closed the door behind him.
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