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Carthrat's journey into space - Round 3! Heaven or Hell!

Started by Anastasia, March 19, 2004, 10:48:54 AM

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Anastasia

"Right," he says, a bit caustically. "Anyway, get going." At that, he heads to the ship, leaving you to do your own thing by yourself.
<Afina> Imagine a tiny pixie boot stamping on a devil's face.
<Afina> Forever.

<Yuthirin> Afina, giant parasitic rainbow space whale.
<IronDragoon> I mean, why not?

Carthrat

[19:14] <Annerose> Aww, mouth not outpacing brain after all?
[19:14] <Candide> My brain caught up

Anastasia

It takes a bit of searching to find what seems to be the only close to oriental food place in the station - a nice eat in place.
<Afina> Imagine a tiny pixie boot stamping on a devil's face.
<Afina> Forever.

<Yuthirin> Afina, giant parasitic rainbow space whale.
<IronDragoon> I mean, why not?

Carthrat

[19:14] <Annerose> Aww, mouth not outpacing brain after all?
[19:14] <Candide> My brain caught up

Anastasia

The best place you find is a alien place - deals in meaty soups with strange, tangy broths. Smells good as you approach, notably.
<Afina> Imagine a tiny pixie boot stamping on a devil's face.
<Afina> Forever.

<Yuthirin> Afina, giant parasitic rainbow space whale.
<IronDragoon> I mean, why not?

Carthrat

Carthrat goes to the counter.

"I'd like, hmm, that, that, that, that, and that. Times five. How long?"
[19:14] <Annerose> Aww, mouth not outpacing brain after all?
[19:14] <Candide> My brain caught up

Anastasia

"Half an hour," is the reply, buy a strange, shaggy alien creature. Looks tall and fearsome...

"It's a lot of soup to cook - you feeding an entire merchant vessel?"
<Afina> Imagine a tiny pixie boot stamping on a devil's face.
<Afina> Forever.

<Yuthirin> Afina, giant parasitic rainbow space whale.
<IronDragoon> I mean, why not?

Carthrat

"Yes," replies Carthrat, nodding. "We feel it's time to splurge on something, because we've been running at a deficit for three months, now."
[19:14] <Annerose> Aww, mouth not outpacing brain after all?
[19:14] <Candide> My brain caught up

Anastasia

HE blinks at that, great furry eyebrows covering his eyes. "It's your money," he shrugs, going to get to work. It does smell good as he gets started - like beef stew only stronger and more fragrant.
<Afina> Imagine a tiny pixie boot stamping on a devil's face.
<Afina> Forever.

<Yuthirin> Afina, giant parasitic rainbow space whale.
<IronDragoon> I mean, why not?

Carthrat

Carthrat inhales the fumes, grabbing a newspaper and reading up on current events.
[19:14] <Annerose> Aww, mouth not outpacing brain after all?
[19:14] <Candide> My brain caught up

Anastasia

Costs a few credits for the computer-epaper, nothing notable.  Most of it is info on the station and fluff, with a medium sized 'other worlds' section.

Earth is on it - It look as if China got nuked rather severly, while their missles were stopped somehow. Looks like Tir might've been right. There is a general points bullient by the Galactic police to stay off and away of Earth until further notice.
<Afina> Imagine a tiny pixie boot stamping on a devil's face.
<Afina> Forever.

<Yuthirin> Afina, giant parasitic rainbow space whale.
<IronDragoon> I mean, why not?

Carthrat

Carthrat blinks.

China? That sucks. Got more culture than half the world combined. And it's where half those martial arts freaks came from, too. This whole galaxy ain't gonna be the same without it.
[19:14] <Annerose> Aww, mouth not outpacing brain after all?
[19:14] <Candide> My brain caught up

Anastasia

Reading on, you see a bit more about Earth. It looks like the various empires in the area are eyeing it, but no one is making a move yet. There is also an exodus of people getting the hell off the planet under these circumstances.

Various interests are being sold or liqiufied there, etc.
<Afina> Imagine a tiny pixie boot stamping on a devil's face.
<Afina> Forever.

<Yuthirin> Afina, giant parasitic rainbow space whale.
<IronDragoon> I mean, why not?

Carthrat

Carthrat raises an eyebrow.

Should I tell Rachel? She has a right to know, and all.. damn. Now she has no place to go back to when all this is done.

Come to think of it, neither does Diane.. and if it weren't for her, I'd probably still be there.

What a stroke of luck..
[19:14] <Annerose> Aww, mouth not outpacing brain after all?
[19:14] <Candide> My brain caught up

Anastasia

That's about it on Earth, the order getting cooked up as you read. The rest of the inter planetary news is relatively minor, of no great note.

The owner comes to the counter again, glancing at you as you sit nearby. "Hey, you come from Earth? Heard it's getting nuked pretty bad."
<Afina> Imagine a tiny pixie boot stamping on a devil's face.
<Afina> Forever.

<Yuthirin> Afina, giant parasitic rainbow space whale.
<IronDragoon> I mean, why not?