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Subject: Re: Responsibility in question


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Crimson Nick
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Date Posted: 13:37:06 02/13/02 Wed
In reply to: Mirino Meritt 's message, "Responsibility in question" on 12:07:59 02/13/02 Wed
 Pops his neck while looking at the small digital screen on his phone. "Hm.... money would be nice maybe i could then get off this dirtball for alittle while" He said
Ponders whatever the hell made him want to jump a cargo ship to mars the the first place
He took another drag of his cigarette and cringing at the taste of the cheap Victory brand smokes he had picked up.
"I never did have good luck on mars or with people on mars." he grumbled out while trying to get the taste of cheap tobacco out of his mouth.
Slowly he wanders down the streets looking at shops and flipping through the rap sheets of people that aren't worth his time nor his trouble.
As he wandered up the street something caught his eye
a sign that said "The Lovely Dancer"
He reached far into his pocket and pulled out a leather wallet, opening it he realized that he should have enough money to pick a drink up, or atleast he could sit and eat some peanuts or pretzels or something. A small pain in his stomach growled for food and he brain was telling him that he always functioned better with a drink or two in him plus maybe he would luck out and find something worth finding. He walked to the front entrance of the place and looked at the large and grumpy looking bouncer. He gulped hard knowing he has his Kukri on his back, his knife in his boot and a gun in a shoulder holster. He slowly kept walking and turned into an alley and leaned against the wall. "Hm.... I'll just wait here for a minute get my umm...courage and to have another smoke, yea thats it." said in the usual self dillusional fashion.
He dropped the smoke he had and too the next one out of the pack. "The last one" he said calmly. He slowly brought the cigarette to his lips and he realized that he tipped out the tobacco. He dropped the empty paper and sat on the ground. "Forget it i guess I don't get a smoke, bad luck on mars always" he said in a bitter tone
He slowly sank to the floor and relaxed, and pondered how to get inand not have to deal with the bouncer checking him for weapons.
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Re: Responsibility in questionCrimson Nick18:26:27 02/13/02 Wed
Re: Real LifeMirino Meritt20:15:01 02/13/02 Wed

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