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SilverDragon looks over at the renegade leader, and warns everyone about his spying, then gets a nerve grenade ready in his hand.
------------------ Jude's left. sniff We'll miss you/are missing you! sniff sniff
In this one, Jess is a human renegade.
Jess enters the bar and walks straight over to Draco. "Can I sit here?" She sits down anyway. "Let me buy you a drink. We've met before, in Adreyhek." She seems to be reaching for her money, but she pulls out a gun and holds it to Draco's head. "You owe me some money, friend."
------------------ I came; I saw; I hid behind a tree.
Phoenix walks over to Jess and pulls out his stun gun and his phase beam. "I think we can settle this without any violence. No ones dies in this bar without a reason. Water please"
Wondering where that is, Draco nods calmly and puts his hand in his pocket to get his wallet. He pulls out a neutrilizer and shoots it at Jess's gun. It fizzles and melts shooting sparks out which hit Phoenix's guns. They melt too.
"I don't like being threatened. How do I owe you money? How much? And where is Adreyhek anyways?"
Pointing at the Renegade Leader, Draco asks her if she might mean that he owes her money.
------------------ The dragon awaits no whims but his own... Doom, gloom, and things that go boom!! Die Voinan Die!!!!!!!
Phoenix restrans the desire to kill them both and demands 10,000 credits for the loss of his guns. He then pulls out duplicates.
For the sheer heck of it, SilverDragon aims his shock rifle at Phoenix, and holds a nerve grenade in his free hand.
"Isn't this fun?" he says drily. "Anyone watched Reservoir Dogs?"
(This message has been edited by SilverDragon (edited 04-20-2001).)
"Dragon, I'm the protector of justice and truth! Please don't do this!"
"All right, someone owes me 10,000 credits...and it's Draco."
Jess looks at Draco. Your name is SilverDragon, right? You owe me 3 million credits. She kicks the thingy out of his hand. I'm sure we can settle this. Hand over the money.
SilverDragon sighed. He gave Phoenix 10,000 credits, threatened everyone to sit down, and went to drink some more water.
SilverDragon gives Jess a look. "I'm SilverDragon, but I don't owe to any money."
Phoenix then turns on his microjetpac and bursts through the ceiling, after activating his disintigrator shield. As the smoke clears Rima turns her head toward the gaping hole with a deadly glint in her eye, when....a 50,000 cred chip floats down. Attached to it is a note that says: "Sorry about the mess, but I gotta jet. See ya guys"
SilverDragons 10,000 cred chip also floats down.
Note:-
Thanks Dragon, but I collect depts only from those who owe me.
"And Jess collects debts from people who owe her nothing." SilverDragon, stuffing the creditchip down a hole between two sections of the counter.
Wondering what just happened, Draco explains slowly and carefully to everybody that he is not SilverDragon, and he doesn't owe anyone anything.
"Does anyone want one of my neut. thingies? Just 50,000 credits!"
Sapphire stand up. "Thank you, everyone, for your patience, but this station is about to be blown up by Zachit in a few minutes." He grins. "I must depart now."
------------------ Hmm....... What's an "Igazra"? Oops... Found out. I'll get the next one.
Everyone's head turns to look at Sapphire.
"May I ask why you are blowing it up? We just started!"
A while back you sold me a torpedo crossbow. The damn thing's bust! A while ago it backfired, nearly killed me! I want my money back.
Hmm, I've been reading some of the earlier messages. How old are you? And don't give me any of the 'won't answer because you asked' aggro.
SilverDragon laughs at Sapphire. "Your current life expectancy is........2 seconds."
"There's nothing wrong with the torp.crossbow except how you use it."
"I DID supply a manual." he smiles. "Then again, sure, here's the money."
OOC: I'm 13.