| From: | Stefan Hahn <HAHN@***.EDU> |
|---|---|
| Subject: | Micro Kid. Speaks. Digital. |
| Date: | Thu, 23 Sep 1993 22:05:49 -0700 |
The gentle rolling hills now starker, and enshrouded in the fog's fingers...
"I don't get it! They can't see us on radar, we've got no heat or E-M sig to
speak of, and at this height they can't even feel the boom!"
"What about visual"
"Ha! Double Ha! We're a black sliver against a nearly black sky, and we're
going...How fast are we going, Kaneda?"
"You don't wanna know"
"Drek, mon! if HE thinks it's fast, it's got to be FAST."
"Interrogative: Is our elven friend attempting to communicate?"
(low moans & gurgles, then sigh with the sound of a datajack slotting...)
>>WHERE ARE WE GETTING OUR POWER?
"the satell--Ohhhhh! I see!"
>>EXACTLY.
"What th' hell can we do about that!? They're in fraggin' ORBIT, remember?!"
>>LET ME AT THEM.
"We can't let you do that! You're--"
>>I'M STILL THE BEST YOU'VE GOT, AM I RIGHT?
"But...oh, bloody hell. Go ahead. It's your bloody little head."
>>MAYBE, BUT MY BRAIN'S BIGGER THAN YOURS. ]<<<<<
>>SEARCH SEQ.4 ACTIVATED
>>SEARCHING...
>>SEARCHING...
>>SEARCHING...CONTACT:
>>DOWNLINK DETERMINED: COM.ESA.RAF@*****.COM.MIL
>>INIT KILLRAVEN.1.0 (Hiya, Boss!
>>KILLRAVEN.1.0 ASSIGN.PROG (When an' where, boss?
>>REROUTE BBC2 TO COM.ESA.RAF@*****.COM.MIL (Yer givin' 'em Auntie
(Beeb fer their sat photos?
(Cruel trick, Boss, I like it.
>>WHY DO .I. GET THE IC WITH THE ATTITUDE? (Hey, you designed me.
>>AND STOP CALLING ME BOSS! (Whatever you say, O Grand
(High Poobah, sir!
>>(SIGH) ACTIVATE KILLRAVEN.1.0<<
"Any luck yet, in there?"
>>ACTUALLY, YES. IT SHOULD BE JUST A MATTER OF TIME NOW.
"Time is one thing we do not have in abundance."
>>WELL, THAT'S WHAT MAKES LIFE SO INTERESTING, RIGHT?
"I can't belIEVE him. He's running the matrix in a full body cast, we're all
about to be blown to BITS, and he's so CHIPPER! I can't STAND it!"
"Calm down, dear heart. He's always like that."
"I am not your 'dear heart'!" ]<<<<<
