[HG-PBEM] Re: Elsewhere in the Sand Stone (Still inside the room)
- From: "Aaron O'Reilly" <lvmonkey@xxxxxxxxxx>
- To: <apaworks@xxxxxxxxxxxxx>
- Date: Sun, 16 Feb 2003 06:58:53 -0500
Rohgen looked down at his drink. he always loved the little umbrellas this
place always put in them. he wondered why they missed it this time. He hoped
it wasn't a sign of some sort.
Rohgen sighed. This job was fun at times, despite the work. Keavy's gear had
so much work done to it's behind you'd think that he had painted a
bull's-eye. It became joke in the circuit amongst some of the regular guys
that followed around. Almost like the other pilots went just for that spot
each and every time just so they could joke about seeing a gear with a butt
flap and later a mechanic at the rear gates of a gears 'armoured longjohns'.
He decided it was time to watch the rear again and help out the team with
words.
"We gain the ability to cut our repair time down by joining a bigger outfit
and you gain another star-quality ready-to-serve team to integrate into your
own outfit. The way we have figured it so far is that we have been losing
out because we end early and have to sit in the docks longer because as good
as Keavy is, she is still only one pilot. I can only do so much for similar
reasons. Terry tells us that we are still doing well in our small world and
its time to expand into the bigger money but that requires a gear team and
the supporting crew to go along with it. You have that team and crew that,
like our own, is already well tuned and ready for action. We both are
looking for the same thing; to take our business to the next level".
Monty was looking for a pocket for his new found treasure. Searching high
and low for a spot that would not leave it open for stealing by these huge
monkey-like creatures. Even this strange one that he adopted seemed the type
that may take this valuable item from him. As cute and cuddly as this
man-ape was, he had a habit of taking what was not his and storing it in his
own hordes. Well at least they could ultimately share these hordes as the
ape was not as crafty as a lizard. It also made them easier to move around
with them and more secure to temporarally store in the apes hordes. He
waited for his moment. With a quick gesture he stuck the little toothpick
umbrella into a crevasse in the TechRig. Ha! These man apes were surely
duped by the incredible skill that only lizard kind could harness. Sitting
back proudly on his distracted man-apes shoulder he looked around for more
valuable bobbles.
ook
----- Original Message -----
From: "Grizzly" <irongrizzly@xxxxxxxxxx>
To: <apaworks@xxxxxxxxxxxxx>
Sent: Saturday, February 15, 2003 12:00 PM
Subject: [HG-PBEM] Re: Elsewhere in the Sand Stone (Still inside the room)
>
> > > Keavy smiled a knowing smile at Rohgen. She was rather proud of the
> work
> > > that he had done on her gear. "Why so interested in my dancing shoes?
> It's
> > > just a gear that we have modified to be the meanest, asphalt tearing
> chunk
> > > of metal in this part of the world. You'd be surprised at what a
group
> of
> > > people can come up with when they are really, really dedicated."
> >
> > "Oh, I know your gear's and your reputations, Ms. Huang," the
> > Colonel replied. "However, if you've been so successful without us;
> > why the need to join up with us?"
>
> "Because we're not as successful as we could be." Keavy hopped up from
the
> couch and straightened her skirt. Glancing over at Jezebal, she thought
> about undoing some of the buttons on her blouse but decided against it.
It
> wasn't her thing. "We can win at the smaller races but the real action is
> on the bigger tracks, but the bigger tracks have their own challenges that
a
> small team, no matter how dedicated or skilled, is at a great
disadvantage."
>
> Keavy paused for a moment realizing what she was doing. This was Terry's
> bit, not hers. She would have to beat some sense into him later, leaving
> them alone like this. "Let's put all our cards on the table then,
Colonel.
> Sure we've raced at Innsbruck but we've never won and the reason is that I
> was all alone out there. No one was watching my back. Ask Rohgen how
many
> times he's had to patch up the rear armor on my Gear. I want to win
> Innsbruck but I can't do it without help on the track. From what we've
been
> hearing, you're taking the Redliners to Innsbruck. And you are going to
be
> taking part in contests that a single Gear with a small team can't get
into.
> Rohgen is a great mechanic and Terry has a good head for business but we
> need more to succeed. Sure we could recruit others but that would take
too
> much time from us being on the circuits. Ergo we decided to see about
> joining up with another team." She looked from the Colonel to Jezebal and
> back again. "We're a good small team. You were a good large team.
> Together we can be great, I just know it." By the Fortunes this sounded
> corny, she thought to herself and looked over to Rohgen. 'You want to
jump
> in here?' her eyes said.
>
> Griz
>
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