Message no. 1

From:	Necromancer <shilberg@********.UNI.UIUC.EDU>
Subject:	Durandal, are you out there?
Date:	Mon, 21 Mar 1994 14:14:40 -0600

>>>>>[Uh, Durandal, I stopped by your apartment earlier....Uh, what the
hell is
a platoon of Ares guards standing around it for? Where the hell are? I need
to help Alex with some crap and they won't let me in. You wanna tell me what
the hell is going on?]<<<<<
- Necromancer <14:10:23/03-21-55>

>>>>>[I haven't heard anything from Durandal or his....guest for several
days
now. They must have left.]<<<<<
- She-Devil <14:11:34/03-21-55>

>>>>>[Did I get you in trouble with Ares, Durandal? If so....oh
well.]<<<<<
- Necromancer <14:12:24/03-21-55>

>>>>>[They haven't touched me yet, Jer....I don't think Ares is pissed at
Chris
this time. I'll search the nets and see what I can find.]<<<<<
- She-Devil <14:13:45/03-21-55>

>>>>>[Ok, I'll do the same. Maybe I can patch something over the airwaves
and
send Durandal a message over the trid.]<<<<<
- Necromancer <14:14:34/03-21-55>