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Date Posted: 13:44:52 07/22/01 Sun
Author: Mark Hale
Subject: Hale tried his best to contain his enthusiasm...
In reply to: Javier 's message, ""So many questions, Doctor..."" on 10:28:46 07/11/01 Wed

This was it. The trader-merchant was actually offering to take him there! He couldn't be certain that he had indeed stumbled upon the only known source of substance-142.131.251.514....more than just quarantined, the world's existence had long since been forgotten but by a few higher-ups on Cybertron and the occasional intel officer. Mark realized moments had gone by without him answering Javier, so he spoke quickly before suspicion was aroused...

"T-travel-cred? Actually, that's n-no problem. They won't let me work; they'd be glad to see me leave. Heh. "

Javier laughed uproariously at this remark, louder than it merited. Hale stiffened; witnessing first hand why energon, even heavily diluted and altered, had no place in a human beverage. Enough parties wanted that practice banned; if Javier had his way, this new ingredient could be more than dangerous: it could be deadly.

In matter of seconds, the laughter had ended, and Javier had darted across the room. Mark was half in a defensive stance, cursing at himself midway that it might be a dead giveaway. But it wasn't Hale the trader-merchant was after, nor did he notice the "scientist" execute a rare maneuver. Javier was past Mark now, his ear to the door and a very serious looking blaster drawn. Mark realized there were footsteps outside, and prayed whoever it was(a woman, by the sound of her heels), would get to safety before he was forced to intervene, and ruin the whole plan...

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