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Date Posted: 16:30:08 10/11/01 Thu
Author: Chase
Subject: x. quiet .x
In reply to: Tosha 's message, "Re: Moved into the hawks view" on 17:37:53 10/09/01 Tue

x. he watches her unload the arsenal of weapons .x
"All those weapons? You're more dangerous than I thought... You've had a rather cruel past, I'll have to say. Quirk sounds nice..."
x. eyes travel to the curious hawk, the odd thing about the bird was it seemed to like people... Definately not a wild creature, or it would be pecking Tosha as she stroked it... He'd better keep the bird around until it was better, he didn't want it killed... Drawing a fistfull of something from a pocket, he shuffles through it with a finger .x
"The shuttle stewardess had lotsa good stuff in her pockets. Money... Lint... Computer bits... Screens... Writing tools... A bag of peanuts..."
x. he counts off the list carefully as he prods each item, tossing out the lint and other useless junk-items, keeping the computer items and screens, the money, writing tools, and other useful stuff, dumping it on a portable tray .x
"Want any of this stuff? The stewardess doesn't need any of it. She bugged me, and was a stuck up rich person. So, her pocket contents were mine. She was loaded with lotsa good pickings. I don't steal from most tho, I gave it up. Just she deserved it."
x. his fingers reach a small drawer underneath the tray, and he tosses the hawk a small dead mouse for a snack .x

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