He had the oddest feeling that he wasn't even supposed to be here today... -- Starbase Rugby: Docking Bay

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Date Posted: 21:23:45 08/04/02 Sun
Author: Walter Patterson
Subject: He had the oddest feeling that he wasn't even supposed to be here today...
In reply to: VertiCal & HorizontAl 's message, "Malas Palabras" on 16:48:07 08/04/02 Sun

As Walter regained consciousnss he didn't take much notice of the disguised Grigoris as he staggered to his feet looking around. Chester was gone, and so was Kathryn. There was only one thing to do at a time like this.

Walter closed his eyes and focused, allowing his body to change. Physical matter converted into energy and the being known as the Bolt, of whom Walter served as a human host, was released to avenge...

Walter shook his head again, rubbing the bridge of his nose as he felt the beginnings of a migraine. This was serious, and he was regressing into fantasy once more. Sure the Bolt had appeared several times at Starbase Rugby in times of need. And while he hadn't been seen in a while, this was as good a time as any for a hero. In a lot of the holo-comics Walter had read an average everyday youth was often the unlikely alter-ego of the most powerful heroes. Billy Batson. Peter Parker. Rick Jones. Clark Kent. Why couldn't Walter Patterson's name be among theirs?

"Because this is real life..." he thought somberly, "This isn't some digital fantasy like those stupid holonovels I write when I'm not at work."

Walter sighed and realized he'd have to report Kathryn's abduction. Operations might be stretched thin with all the extra security patrols since Joskur the Dirge escaped, but they'd have to spare someone to help. Bad enough a prisoner had escaped during Walter's shift, but he would now have to report a woman's abduction while he was lying unconscious amid fuel drums. Now some hotshot like Sal Dupont would save her and be the hero. And the last time a Rugby damsel was in distress, she nearly married her rescuer, even though he was a super-villain monkey in a man suit!

Walter had to chuckle at that....as real and uninteresting as his life at Starbase Rugby was, some unusual things always seemed to happen around here. Right about then he noticed a lanky youth with long blond hair and his overweight trenchcoat clad companion. He thought about asking them what they were staring at but the shy clerk was never one to speak to others first. Instead he tried to step around them but found they kept moving to block his path.

"Um...excuse me...uh, fellas? I need to get by...can I just....uh....excuse me?"

The Grigoris remained impassive before this unfortunate specimen....

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