> > >> "Coming, Dear" replied Rohgen sarcastically. Rohgen toyed with the > > >> bribe money in his pant pocket while he made his way over to help. > > > > > > "Stop!" the woman shouted after Rohgen. She put her hands on her > > > hips and shouted. "Do you know who I am?" She looked at every one > > > of the Redliner's still in the hangar. "Does anyone here know who I > > > am?" > > > > Tina stood up from where she had been kneeling over several empty > > containers, getting them organized for the coming scavenger hunt. > > Wiping her hands on her pants, she said, very plainly, "The woman who > > owns this place, I gather." > > "Not exactly," the woman replied to Tina, "but close enough. I'm the > one that can throw you out of this compund for anything, including > being a bunch of disorganized baffoons." > > Just then, a voice intruded. "Sal, that's no way to treat our customers." > An older woman strolled into the hangar, followed by two, very large > Mordred-class GRELs. > > "Ma'am," Sal explained. "I can;t make heads or tails of these people." > She gestures toward Lyle and the other team members near him. "They > drive in here, and start moving shit around and barking orders to start > up the carts." She gestures at Rohgen. "The supposed leader of this > posse then flashes a PDA at me and then turns to start following this > slanty-eyed characters orders." He eyes turned to almost pleading. > "How am I supposed to do my job without running ove their > inventory requirements?" > > The older woman raised her hands. "Sal, it's early. Let's start the day > out right, OK?" There was a brief pause, and then Sal exhaled. She > cursed something under her breath and moved alongside her apparent > boss, crossing her arms and clearly still annoyed. The new woman > then turned to the group. "Welcome to the Heaps, folks. My name is > Hanna Dominic." She smiled. "Many just call me the Trasher Queen." > Casting her eye around the hangar at everyone. "So, who is in charge > here, and who are you with?" "I'm sorry, Ms Dominic" apologised Rohgen as he started into a polite greeting ritual. "I'm in charge of this group, here. My name is Rohgen Czeshin. I thought this pretty young woman had already seen my wish list to her satisfaction. I meant no disrespect. I like to try to help my team out when I can to keep them happy and to maintain a good working vibe." Rohgen paused uncomfortably to gauge a reaction from both the 'Queen and this "Sal" woman. [...] [ooc: what is the colonels 'official' company name -- trying to confuse matters a bit and slide past the queen whom my boss is without confrontation, if i can help it -- here's hoping :) Also, i'm not sure if there's a special way the queen likes to be greeted -- something rohgen might know though. -- maybe a streetwise roll?...in either case, rohgens attempting to keep polite and keep the queen from getting angry -- she seems scary to me (maybe not to rohgen but i personally think shes kinda scary) :) ] "I've just been hired onto a group and we've been on a hunt for parts as of late. We are a new working 'team' so the ground work for our 'team' relationship is still being worked out". Rohgens eyes unconciously gave a quick glance at Tina, as he thought of the whole confussing working relationship of any Gear sport team and the few shady areas of the said heiarchy. [...] ----------------------------------------------------------------------- This message brought to you by the HG-PBEM "OVERDRIVE" mailing list. http://www.bluething.org/overdrive/