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Started by Benjamin R Pierce
Fri, 22 Jan 1993 00:45
[Malachai] Things take a downturn
Author: Benjamin R Pierce
Date: Fri, 22 Jan 1993 00:45
Date: Fri, 22 Jan 1993 00:45
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Malachai smiled ruefully as he watched the girl go back to the band. She and her friends had taken him down a peg, and no mistake. The last thing he had expected to find on a backwater little planet like this was a really top-notch band; but since he had, it was obvious that he was going to have to find some other way to pay the bills. With a wave to Elly, he strode out of the bar to look for work. Four hours later, he found himself returning to the bar. Night was falling, and artificial lighting cast wierd shadows in the corner. He had found two job possibilities, one working in a warehouse and the other in the drydocks. Both sounded uncomfortably like manual labor to him, so he decided to hold off and see what tomorrow would bring. Besides, he still had enough cash to last for a while... The arm snaked around his neck and jerked him back into the alley before he had a chance to react. A swift blow to the midsection knocked the air from his lungs and made spots appear before his eyes. He heard a voice say, "Search him, Rast." Quick hands danced over his clothes as he was held immobile, coming up with his wallet (wallets might be outdated, but Malachai liked them). He had just decided to let this one slide and get by on the emergency cash in his boot when the same voice said, "Grab his instruments, too. Might be worth something." That was going too far. With reflexes born of desperation, Malachai kicked out, catching the person doing the searching in the groin. Twisting quickly out of the grasp of the other, he grabbed his guitar case and satchel and bolted for the opening of the alley. He allowed himself a mental smirk as he listened to the groans of the one he had kicked. "Stupid goons..." he thought to himself, just as the slug shattered the guitar on his back and tore into his shoulder. The shock and pain made him stagger and fall. Rough hands grabbed him a second later, sending white-hot pokers running up and down his arm. He gagged in pain. "Wise guy, huh?," queried his tormentor, "Well I don't like wise guys. Now yer gonna die, pretty boy..." Just then, a siren interrupted him, and he and his companion bolted. Malachai looked up to see a hover-ambulance roar by. Despite himself, he had to laugh. Then, clutching his arm, which was bleeding heavily by now, he staggered off to the one place he could think of to go: Haven's Rest. He actually made it through the door and was able to mutter, "Honey, I'm home..." before collapsing on the floor.
Re: [Malachai] Things take a downturn
Author: metlay
Date: Fri, 22 Jan 1993 06:32
Date: Fri, 22 Jan 1993 06:32
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In article <C18Cpw.EJq@acsu.buffalo.edu> v124jw4y@ubvmsd.cc.buffalo.edu (Benjamin R Pierce) writes: > > >Malachai smiled ruefully as he watched the girl go back to the band. She and >her friends had taken him down a peg, and no mistake. The last thing he had >expected to find on a backwater little planet like this was a really top-notch >band; but since he had, it was obvious that he was going to have to find some >other way to pay the bills. With a wave to Elly, he strode out of the bar to >look for work. Elly waved goodbye, watching him wistfully. [admin: red rain can't play the rest every night; the deal was to split gigs with malachi. but if he wants an exclusive gig, that's his business--metlay] >. Then, clutching his arm, which was bleeding heavily by > now, he staggered off to the one place he could think of to go: Haven's Rest. >He actually made it through the door and was able to mutter, "Honey, I'm >home..." before collapsing on the floor. Elly shrieked, "MALACHI!" and flew across the room to where the bleeding guitarist had fallen. She gently turned him over and cradled his head in her lap, looking to the women on stage with a mute plea. The song ended abruptly. Lita jumped down from the stage, and yelled, "Doctor? Is there a Doctor in the house?" She looked around wildly. "CONYO! Someone have the number for Doc Whatshisname-- Foxx?!" Nona said tightly, "Stay with the kid, Ree." Ree, holding Kyna in her arms, nodded mutely. Running for the doorway, Nona got her gun back from the guard-droid, and stopped at the threshold. She looked down at the small pistol, and said to no one in particular, "What the HELL am I DOING?!" She turned to face the bar in general. "Major league famous person just took a slug outside the Rest. May be good for some reward money if we catch the perps." she paused, and looked a bit embarrassed. "I could use a little HELP here...." -- mike metlay * atomic city * box 81175 pgh pa 15217-0675 * metlay@netcom.com --------------------------------------------------------------------------- "I have news for you. 'Thppht' spelled backwards is STILL 'thppht'."
Re: [Malachai] Things take a downturn
Author: strake
Date: Fri, 22 Jan 1993 22:55
Date: Fri, 22 Jan 1993 22:55
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metlay@netcom.com (metlay) writes: >She turned to face the bar in general. "Major league famous person >just took a slug outside the Rest. May be good for some reward money >if we catch the perps." she paused, and looked a bit embarrassed. >"I could use a little HELP here...." Kyna jumped up from Ree's lap and moved quickly to stand next to Nona. She turned back to the surprised Ree and signed "Tell her I can help." -- strake@dartmouth.edu 'quick, someone remind me to think.'
Re: [Malachai] Things take a downturn
Author: Benjamin R Pierce
Date: Sat, 23 Jan 1993 18:12
Date: Sat, 23 Jan 1993 18:12
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In article <1993Jan22.063222.28479@netcom.com>, metlay@netcom.com (metlay) writes... >The song ended abruptly. Lita jumped down from the stage, and yelled, >"Doctor? Is there a Doctor in the house?" She looked around wildly. >"CONYO! Someone have the number for Doc Whatshisname-- Foxx?!" > >Nona said tightly, "Stay with the kid, Ree." Ree, holding Kyna in her >arms, nodded mutely. Running for the doorway, Nona got her gun back >from the guard-droid, and stopped at the threshold. She looked down >at the small pistol, and said to no one in particular, "What the HELL >am I DOING?!" > >She turned to face the bar in general. "Major league famous person >just took a slug outside the Rest. May be good for some reward money >if we catch the perps." she paused, and looked a bit embarrassed. >"I could use a little HELP here...." Up at the bar, the strange being known as Floop turned away from his bucket of salt water. Excusing himself from his conversation, he moved across the room to the knot of people. "Fighter I am not," he said in his odd, vaguely liquid voice, "But some medicine I know. Allow examination, please." What happened next took most of the people watching aback, as the short humanoid seemed to melt, flowing across the wounded musician, probing and examining. Without reforming, the blob spoke again. "Serious this wound is. Arteries struck. To a hospital, he must go." With that, the blob flowed under Malachai, shifting form again. Within seconds, Malachai rested on a gurney, which spoke in Floop's voice: "Someone must push, please."
[RR] Re: [Malachai] Things take a downturn
Author: metlay
Date: Sat, 23 Jan 1993 22:18
Date: Sat, 23 Jan 1993 22:18
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In article <C1BJut.9B3@acsu.buffalo.edu> v124jw4y@ubvmsb.cc.buffalo.edu (Benjamin R Pierce) writes: > >Up at the bar, the strange being known as Floop turned away from his bucket of >salt water. Excusing himself from his conversation, he moved across the room >to the knot of people. "Fighter I am not," he said in his odd, vaguely liquid >voice, "But some medicine I know. Allow examination, please." What happened >next took most of the people watching aback, as the short humanoid seemed to >melt, flowing across the wounded musician, probing and examining. Without >reforming, the blob spoke again. "Serious this wound is. Arteries struck. >To a hospital, he must go." With that, the blob flowed under Malachai, shifting >form again. Within seconds, Malachai rested on a gurney, which spoke in Floop's >voice: "Someone must push, please." Nona's eyebrows looked like they were trying to migrate north for the winter. "Uhhhh, *right*," she said, not convinced. She looked up at Lita. "Girlfriend?" "I'm on it." Lita jumped down from the bandstand. "Harry! Call Doctor Foxx at the 'Port-- tell him we're en route! And keep people away from our instruments, okay? Ree, stay with Kyna-- we'll be back." Ree nodded. Lita retrived a large rifle from the guard-droid, slung it over her back, and grabbed Floop/gurney. "Let's go, girlfriend!" Nona looked behind her to see if anyone was following, and they left. -- mike metlay * atomic city * box 81175 pgh pa 15217-0675 * metlay@netcom.com --------------------------------------------------------------------------- "I have news for you. 'Thppht' spelled backwards is STILL 'thppht'."
[Kyna/Ree] Re: [Malachai] Things take a downturn
Author: metlay
Date: Sat, 23 Jan 1993 22:20
Date: Sat, 23 Jan 1993 22:20
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In article <C1A2Cp.L6F@dartvax.dartmouth.edu> strake@coos.dartmouth.edu (strake) writes: >metlay@netcom.com (metlay) writes: > >>She turned to face the bar in general. "Major league famous person >>just took a slug outside the Rest. May be good for some reward money >>if we catch the perps." she paused, and looked a bit embarrassed. >>"I could use a little HELP here...." > >Kyna jumped up from Ree's lap and moved quickly to stand next to Nona. >She turned back to the surprised Ree and signed "Tell her I can help." Ree ran over to Kyna and gently gathered her up in her arms. "No," she signed. "It's good of you to offer, but thre are lots of people here who can help Nona, and I want you to stay here with me until your father gets back." -- mike metlay * atomic city * box 81175 pgh pa 15217-0675 * metlay@netcom.com --------------------------------------------------------------------------- "I have news for you. 'Thppht' spelled backwards is STILL 'thppht'."
Re: [RR] Re: [Malachai] Things take a downturn
Author: Capt'n Quaalude
Date: Sat, 23 Jan 1993 23:51
Date: Sat, 23 Jan 1993 23:51
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>>Up at the bar, the strange being known as Floop turned away from his bucket of >>salt water. Excusing himself from his conversation, he moved across the room >>to the knot of people. "Fighter I am not," he said in his odd, vaguely liquid >>voice, "But some medicine I know. Allow examination, please." What happened >>next took most of the people watching aback, as the short humanoid seemed to >>melt, flowing across the wounded musician, probing and examining. Without >>reforming, the blob spoke again. "Serious this wound is. Arteries struck. >>To a hospital, he must go." With that, the blob flowed under Malachai, shifting >>form again. Within seconds, Malachai rested on a gurney, which spoke in Floop's >>voice: "Someone must push, please." Major Havoc watched from the bar as his amorphous "Buddy" attended to the bleeding fellow on the ground. 'Nice guy, helping out a stranger like that.' He thought, 'could be useful.' >Nona's eyebrows looked like they were trying to migrate north for the winter. >"Uhhhh, *right*," she said, not convinced. She looked up at Lita. "Girlfriend?" > >"I'm on it." Lita jumped down from the bandstand. "Harry! Call Doctor Foxx >at the 'Port-- tell him we're en route! And keep people away from our >instruments, okay? Ree, stay with Kyna-- we'll be back." Havoc finished his drink and dropped a cred on the table for a tip. >Ree nodded. Lita retrived a large rifle from the guard-droid, slung it >over her back, and grabbed Floop/gurney. "Let's go, girlfriend!" > >Nona looked behind her to see if anyone was following, and they left. Havoc picked up his pistol from the Bouncer-droid and cried after the pair as they left. Havoc: Hey wait for me! Unknown to Havoc, a figure from the shadows fired a tracking device from across the room and it was now safely attached to the back of his collar. The figure rose, walked to the bar, and dropped a H&R Merc company credit card. On the card was written 'Edward Glin, Lawyer'. Ed smiled and looked at the door as it closed. Ed: This one's on the company. It just became a business dinner.
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