"I'm a surgeon, not a F###ing mechanic..." -- Starbase Rugby: McDonald's

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Date Posted: 17:50:00 07/04/01 Wed
Author: Dr. Edward Antony
Subject: "I'm a surgeon, not a F###ing mechanic..."

"...either way, I think this bucket of bolts will be working fine now. If not, have one of his pimply-faced minions complain to FORTRAN; this thing's his specialty, not mine."

Edward Antony was a gifted surgeon, and one of the finest Rugby had to offer. He was unfortunately, an insufferable ass, moreso under adversity than any other time. Now was no different. It seemed like an eternity, or like time itself had ceased to exist, since he had left his coworker and former student Dr. Deborah Reed waiting for him back in the medlabs where they both worked. He eyed the mess created by one of the stressed employees. This wasn't the most stable work crew, between the tank-drone manager Managorr upon whom he had just completed makeshift repairs, and the freaks behind the counter. If not for Deborah, he surely would have chosen a finer establishment, though one where takeout was not an option and would pale in comparison to the experience of a candlelit meal spent in fine company. Edward smiled; perhaps he could coerce her to join him later.

Barely nodding to the Squirrel-Maximal security officer Knutz, he brushed passed the raving Rah-NOLD and found another apathetic cashier to assist him. When he had first arrived and stumbled upon the battle raging between the demon Maunch brothers Helter & Skelter and the Maximal brothers Knutz & Zephyr, all Antony could think of was the delay. Though Zephyr had pursued the demons, taking the battle to the Docking Bay, the restaurant itself was once again peaceful, or at least as peacful as Starbase Rugby ever is.

Grabbing the bags of food, Dr. Antony walked back to the medlabs...

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"Man, I just don't trust that guy..." -- Knutz, 21:55:04 07/04/01 Wed
- Rah-NOLD Grabbed Dr. Antony by the collar as he stepped out of McDonalds -- Rah-NOLD, 21:45:09 07/06/01 Fri