Slinky down the stairs... -- Starbase Rugby: Tankup's Bar

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Date Posted: 15:19:41 09/04/02 Wed
Author: Puck
Subject: Slinky down the stairs...
In reply to: Gurtrude 's message, "fist full of nickles" on 15:04:05 09/04/02 Wed

While Gurtrude looked on, a small little, well, blocky figure wraped in black clothing slid up to the table, and into the seat across from Gurtrude, his head barely making it over the table.

Well master spy. You finally made it. I thought I would have to sit in this dank, curved, bar for an enternity. Puck began to speak to Gurtrude.

Shut up Puck, you block head. I couldn't leave Pegasus to soon. I had to wait for the heat to get off my block before I could come here to make the hand off. I got a blocking price on my head!

Oh don't come crying to me master spy. You volentered for this job, not me, I just came along because the great one ordered me too.

And ifthe great one ordered you to take on a fleshling hand to hand, would you do it? You're a blocking idiot Puck. I'm going to make sure you get deblocked when we get back to the ship, if it's here now.

Oh, it's here, It's here now, someplace out in general space. As soon as I get the information, I'll get back to the ship with my handy little portaler and you'll be off in a new disguise getting more informaiton.

Oh no, I am going back with you. This blocking fleshies are going to find out sooner or later, and I'm not going to be around to get my block knocked off.

Fine, fine you cry baby. Just give me the data so I can look it over.

Gurtrude pulled out a small data pad and handed it to Puck.

Excellent. Everything here?

It's all there. All the info and the 5 billion creds to buy supplies in this universe, now let's get out of here, I got a bad feeling...

Turn your suits emotion grid down, I survayed this bar, there's not a bounty hunter here, and if there happens to be one, it ain't after you, so just relax. The ship is still out of portal range for out portalers, so chill blocky.

Fine, but I swear...argh, I needa drink...

And they sat.

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Replies:

ALERT! PRAY FOUND! -- Bounty Hunters Three, 17:07:41 09/05/02 Thu
- "Look ma! No hands!" -- Puck, 15:43:23 09/06/02 Fri
  - Time in a bottle -- The Bounty Hunters Three, 16:26:12 09/06/02 Fri
    - Whoops. time flys when you're about to die! -- LuEsGuO (Gurtrude), 16:47:06 09/06/02 Fri