Virtual Firefly Book continues 3
POSTED BY: Colt999
UPDATED: Monday, January 15, 2024 00:15
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*watches Mobbex, who doesn't meet her eyes, Oram just raises an eyebrow*
Stan sprung into action, huh? Ok, I'll take your word for it. I thankyou Stan
Stan: *looks between Mobbex and Oram* You're welcome?
*Oram turns back to Mobbex* I want those two to get it out of their system also... but I still think we need to find Abbey and Colt...
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Originally posted by Oram:
Stan sprung into action, huh? Ok, I'll take your word for it. I thankyou Stan.
Stan: You're welcome?
*shoots Stan a vitriolic glance*
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Originally posted by Oram:
I want those two to get it out of their system also... but I still think we need to find Abbey and Colt...
*speaks in a harsh tone* Well suit y'rself! You're all stitched back up and good to go. Me, I'm gonna catch some shut-eye.
*stomps off to his bunk*
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Originally posted by Mobbex:
*speaks in a harsh tone* Well suit y'rself! You're all stitched back up and good to go. Me, I'm gonna catch some shut-eye.
*stomps off to his bunk*
*gets off the chair, sways as vertigo hits, but Stan steadies her*
Mobbex, wait! If you help us find them in any way, I’ll pay you for it... Booze, food… you name it.
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*breaks stride and about-faces, grinning from ear to ear* Pay me? Y' wanna talk payment? All righty then! I want all the booze you can spare. It's for you own good really...*adds precipitately* Oh, and an apology. That "Mr-Blew-My-Money-On-Crap" quip hit a sore spot.
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*breaks stride and about-faces, grinning from ear to ear* Pay me? Y' wanna talk payment? All righty then! I want all the booze you can spare. It's for you own good really...*adds precipitately* Oh, and an apology. That "Mr-Blew-My-Money-On-Crap" quip hit a sore spot.
*A look comes over Oram’s face and she attempt to draw herself to her full height, but only manages to come up to Mobbex's chest, he simply looks down at the short doctor and grins*
I’ll make a deal, I'll take you to the next pub on the planet that we land on and let you have as much booze and food as you want… and get you a supply of the hangover pills….
*Mobbex gives her a surprised look, she settles then bites her lip and it just kills her to say the next part*
And … I'm sorry for the comment I made… it wasn’t called for
Mobbex: What about the hooker?
What do I look like? Some doctor from the Core?
Mobbex: *innocent look* Well, you could always…
Stop before you even think about finishing that sentence…
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All right, all right, no hooker. Let's call it a friend's discount. *crosses his large arms over his equally massive chest* So, where do you reckon we should start lookin'?
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A good place would be the pub where they last went to... then we should go from there.
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*nods* Sounds good to me. Just le' me get dressed. I'll be along.
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*an hour and a half later they’re are in the town. Mobbex, Oram and Stan walk out of the pub*
Ok…. No one has see them at all… the bartender was pissed off, but looking at what you did to his place I can understand.
Mobbex: You girls weren’t exactly angels yourselves…. You DANCED on a table …. Then the two nutso’s get into a fight and next are all chummy… *he trails off as he spots something in a ditch. He runs after it*
You found something?
Mobbex: Yeah… signs of a struggle… and this…
*holds up a very familiar gun, their eyes meet*
You don’t think they were killed then dumped…
Mobbex: Well, I ain’t seen any blood or their bodies... coulda been taken by surprised by thieves or such...
Well, what do we do now?
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