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The stands are a mixture of good quality and finding seats where you can. Thanks to the help of Pan, Cassian was able to get Barry, Cisco and Gabe seats with a good view of what's visible of the track and then the screens showing the other sections.

Cassian's down with the ships with Yamato, Pan came by to help them but is now up in the stands.

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Having friends with super strength definitely has its perks.

Following behind Gabriel, Barry is happy to have a blocker to get them through the crowd, and he grins wide when he sees Yamato.

"Master Ilo!" he greets, just managing to refrain from giving Yamato a hug in case that ruins whatever image Yamato has worked out here.

Barry's smile to Yamato flickers just a little when he hears who Yamato is searching for.

"You know that guy just tried to blow you up, right?" Barry reminds in a low voice.

He's all for sportsmanship, but when a guy shoots missiles at you he kinda forfeits the post-match handshake.

Cisco snaps photos all along the way, and he's quick to crowd to Yamato's side, trying to snag a selfie when they arrive in the winner's circle.

When he sees the tray of glasses Cisco steps forward to take one.

"Ooo, yes, the bubbly!"

Gabriel takes a glass when offered, nodding thanks to Cassian as he scans the crowd. There are a lot of eyes on Yamato, not all of them pleased.

"If you need backup, just let me know," he says easily. "I am your security adviser after all."

Yamato looks a little bemused at Cisco's selfie-taking, but he doesn't try to stop him.

"Thank you," Yamato says to Cassian, taking a glass of wine. To Barry, he adds: "Sure, but no hard feelings, right? It's not like he succeeded."

That makes it all better.

"Will do," he says to Gabriel. "Hopefully nobody tries to start a fight."

"I don't think he will. That's bad for his reputation, but no going to iffy cantinas after," Cassian says quietly as he moves himself into the shadow cast by Barry's tall and Gabe's bulk.

Altax makes him way over after an official prods him to say grudgingly, "Good flying."

"Doesn't really make up for him trying... " Barry says uncertainly.

Trying to focus on the moment and celebration, Barry takes up a glass and salutes Yamato with it.

"In any case, congrats. You make one hell of a pilot, man."

"Pfft, tell that guy to bring it," Cisco snorts, checking out the picture he just took and nodding in satisfaction. "We got your back."

Or rather, Gabriel and the others have Yamato's back, because when Cisco sees Altax approaching he joins Cassian in the lee of the other two, slipping himself behind both Gabriel and Barry.

So this is the shitbag. Gabriel lets his eyes narrow ever so slightly but holds his tongue.

He'll follow Yamato's and Cassian's lead, but he won't look friendly about it.

Yamato flushes bright red all over again at Barry's compliment, ducking his head. "T-Thanks."

He grins widely when Altax approaches, stowing the trophy over his arm so that he can reach across and clap a hand on the other pilot's shoulder.

"Thank you. You flew well too," he says. "Enjoy the party, okay?"

Altax gives Yamato's hand a glare before giving a sort of smile in return, "Yes, I will, but you had some luck on your side."

Then he goes off, the crowd parting before him.

Pan follows after with a worried look and gives Yamato's hand a big shake and considers hugging him, "Thank you again. And your friends, your drinks and food here are on me and my company."

Cassian puts a gentle hand on Pan's shoulder, "We appreciate your kindness and we'll be in contact about bringing you more business."

Barry stands beside Gabriel, glancing at the bigger man then watching Altax. Barry doesn't really do the intimidating thing, but he's still a very obvious presence of support behind Yamato during the exchange.

He's unimpressed by what Altax has to say to Yamato, but dismisses it easily.

"He seemed nice," Barry deadpan comments, turning his attention back to Yamato and the others when Altax is back in the crowd.

The offer from Pan gains a smile and Barry nods to him. "Glad it worked out," he says.

It's well known that Cisco's self-preservation instincts often leave much to be desired, and he Cisco almost, almost has something to say to Altax.

Being in behind four others who would probably disapprove is enough for Cisco to bite his tongue, and instead he just snaps a pic of Atlax's unhappy face and throws up a thumb and forefinger 'L' from behind Gabriel's shoulder when Altax walks away.

"What a whiner."

Okay, so he had to say something, but it's mostly muttered at his phone and hopefully Atlax is out of earshot when Cisco says it.

Gabriel watches Altax go, trying to memorize features.

"He's going to be out for you if you race with him again," he warns Yamato as he turns to face him. "But excellent job today. It looked like fun." He raises his glass to join in on Barry's salute and pretends to take a sip.

Old habits.

Yamato gives Barry, Cisco, and Gabriel each a wry look in turn. He doesn't understand why you guys don't like Altax! Is it because of all the murder attempts? It's because of all the murder attempts, isn't it.

"I'm fine with that. If we do ever race again, it might be fun to see what new tricks he tries," he says. "And, er, t-thanks. It was pretty fun. Sorry if I worried you guys at any point."

He lifts an eyebrow as Pan approaches, letting the man shake his hand but looking a little -- worried mother hen ish.

"Just don't rack up any more gambling debts," he grumbles. "There's not going to be a convenient race to help pay for them next time."

Pan shakes his head and looks over to Cassian and Yamato with a thankful and nervous smile, "No, Willix has reminded me of how important my work can be. I won't be taking chances with gambling again. Speaking of, I have to get back to my clients."

Then he heads off and Cassian rubs the back of his neck, Pan is one of those assets that has been helpful and will be more, but he requires looking after. He takes a small sip of his drink, "Did you enjoy yourselves?"

It's definitely all the murder attempts.

"There were a couple moments," Barry admits, "but obviously you totally had it."

Yamato definitely pulled it all off with style, at least.

Smiling at Pan's good life choices and departure, Barry nods to Cassian.

"I sure did."

"You could totally take him, Gabriel," Cisco says, patting the big man on the arm.

"All that fancy flying makes me look forward to our next race," Cisco grins at Yamato.

Taking a drink, Cisco nods, "I had a blast."

Gabriel offers a shrug to Yamato, meaning for him to not worry about it.

"Damn straight," he replies to Cisco, cocky.

He nods to Pan before he walks away, and then to Cassian. "Immensely. Thank you again for inviting us."

"Sorry," Yamato says to Barry again, reaching forward to nudge his shoulder and flashing an awkward grin. "I swear I wasn't trying to give you a heart attack or anything. I still can't actually believe I didn't lose."

He takes a quick sip of his drink, grinning over at Cisco. "I always look forward to pitting my go-karting against yours."

"Go-karts? You'll have to explain them to me sometime. I've been glad to have you here, good to have new eyes on what I've been working on,"

Cassian says with a smile. They're now at the point where there's time to enjoy the food provided for the winners, watch the crowd and the smaller races before finding a door.

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