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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

"Yeah," he nods. "If they do, we'll have to...well, do something. Either that or we'll sit here and get screwed."
<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

"Yeah. Slicing Gale could show up any moment. Be careful, Tir," replies Carthrat, checking his current balance.
[19:14] <Annerose> Aww, mouth not outpacing brain after all?
[19:14] <Candide> My brain caught up

Anastasia

"You be careful," he says, suddenly grim. "I'm not at risk for my life, no matter how hard they try." Recallling a week ago solemnly, "Get her out of there tonight, Rat. If we have to show down Slicing Gale here, it'll be a catasrophe."
<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

"Yeah," replies Carthrat, softly. "I'll be seeing you."
[19:14] <Annerose> Aww, mouth not outpacing brain after all?
[19:14] <Candide> My brain caught up

Anastasia

With that, the vidscreen goes dark. It's just yourself at the moment, now.
<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 stalks back down to the market area, grabbing a burger and munching on it.

He looks around for a military excess place..
[19:14] <Annerose> Aww, mouth not outpacing brain after all?
[19:14] <Candide> My brain caught up

Anastasia

The 'burger' you get isn't beef by any means, but it's not really bad. Just oddly different and gamey. Anyway, you do note a general sales s hop that deals in legal weapons.
<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 strolls into the gun joint, and looks for.. a motion scanner.
[19:14] <Annerose> Aww, mouth not outpacing brain after all?
[19:14] <Candide> My brain caught up

Anastasia

It's a smallish store packed to the gills with hopefully reliable gear - mostly weapons, but a few other things as well. But alas, a motion scanner like you seek is not among the goods offered.
<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

"What sort of dump doesn't have a motion scanner?" mutters Carthrat, looking around for any items of particular note.
[19:14] <Annerose> Aww, mouth not outpacing brain after all?
[19:14] <Candide> My brain caught up

Anastasia

It's mostly discount and used low grade energy weapons, stun lasers, a few actual bullet or projectile firearms, and so forth. Also, there is a nice military belt, with twelve small pouches to carry ammo or supplies in.
<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 grabs the belt and hunts down a few knives, in the combat, throwing, and swiss variety.
[19:14] <Annerose> Aww, mouth not outpacing brain after all?
[19:14] <Candide> My brain caught up

Anastasia

You end up with the belt and five knives, all of passable quality. Nothing great, but certainly usable. The owner behind the counter keeps an eye on you, a bulky looking alien with green skin and more scars than you can count. Looks like an ex-merc.
<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 skips all the expensive energy weapons and starts poking around the projectile area for some good, solid, preferably Earth-build .45 caliber pistols.
[19:14] <Annerose> Aww, mouth not outpacing brain after all?
[19:14] <Candide> My brain caught up

Anastasia

It's not a big pile - nothing Earth made, but plenty of usable guns. A .45 or so is easily procured, as well as up to 150 bullets.
<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?