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Date Posted: 13:30:39 04/18/02 Thu
Author: Charlie
Subject: "Hey, what's wrong with Her?"
In reply to: Que Noctura 's message, "Que felt her mind claw it's way back from the blackness that surrounded her" on 13:16:35 04/18/02 Thu

...The young man asked. He had been waiting for his ship to be fixed in the yards, when he saw the couple next to him get a little to friendly for his tastes. Then the silver chick had slipped down, like she was blacking out or something. The bug, or whatever he was suppose to be, didn't seem to concerned about her. And Charlie wouldn't have been either if he didn't have the stinking suspsion that something was very wrong with the woman. She certianly hadn't acted like she was enjoying that 'Kiss' that her boyfriend, or whatever he was, gave her.

Normally he wasn't such a boyscout. He had learned his lesson long ago about not butting into peoples private affairs. A gangmember back on the streets of San Fransico had taught him that, and given him a reminder. A nice long scar that ran down his right cheek to the tip of his adams apple. But in this case it seemed not such a bad thing. The woman had slipped down, and could be hurt.

"Hey mack," Charlie said, hoping not to sound to concerned. The guy in green looked up, he was a tranformer, an ugly on at that.

"WhaTTT do yOOOu want FlEEEshiEEE?"

"Your girl alright?" Charlie asked. The strange Transformer seemed distant. All the excitment, it was hard not to be. But Charlie was use to weird glitches happening on Bases like this, happened all the time on Xcaliber, and Draton, so why not here. "She looks a little sick, you sure she's okay? I mean you want me to get the medofficers or somethin.."

"No! She's fIIIne!" shouted the toady transformer, then he grabbed the girl and took off out to the Docking bay with a group as equally strange. Charlie watched them head out, then noticed the napkin the woman had left on the counter top. One glance told him he was right and motioned Tank-up over.

"Hey Tank-up! You might wanna get security out to the Docking bay fast. Looks like they missed something big."

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