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Message no. 1
From: Mark Stallings <STALLINGS@****.COLORADO.EDU>
Subject: New Orleans
Date: Tue, 4 May 1993 10:03:33 -0700
>>>>>[Action Jackson, If help is still needed, I would like to
contribute. I'm a heavy weapons specialist, with missiles and
rocket propelled grenades being my forte'. I've been working
for Moon Dancer, but as he is out of the country, I'm available.
I await your reply.]<<<<<
--Punjabi <10:07:21 MST/ 5-4-54>
Message no. 2
From: shadowtk@********.demon.co.uk (Paul J. Adam)
Subject: New Orleans
Date: Sat, 27 Apr 1996 01:12:00 GMT
*****INTERNAL: Dogpatch Archive
>>>>>[+++++begin transcript
"Lynch? What the hell happened in New Orleans? You took that bar apart!"
I was trying to drown my sorrows, but my sorrows they learned to swim.
"Where are you- cancel that. I know where you are. We have to talk.
What is the matter?"
It hit me while I was going over the Clipperton data. It doesn't matter
any more. I've run out of room to manoevre.
"Jason, damn it, don't start on this. You're doing what you do best.
Of course it's difficult. That's why we need you. You'll beat this
easily."

Will I? Check the files. How many times has anyone got away from the
legendary, the dreaded Commander Drake?
"There was one guy-"
Who broke Paul's back and should have killed him, except Drake's tougher
than anyone realised. I can't kill him. You know it, I know it, he knows
it. So I can't do anything except keep dodging. He only has to be lucky
once.
"You're tough too."
Yeah. Tough enough to live through someone ripping my heart out with an
obsidian knife? Assuming I survive the ritual flaying, of course. And
if I fight too hard, I just make sure Drake gets to serve warrants on
all of us. You, Quinn, Blade, anyone else around when he gets to me.
All delivered to Tenochitilan. A veritable Flowery War for Aztlan.

"Jason... come on. We need you. We have to nail Manchu."

<laughter> Is that all? Oh, we'll turn Manchu into history. No problem.
Aztlan will carry on hunting me. Big deal, which political stooge has my
case this week? Drake can't go back to work until he gets me. You see
my problem, Lilith?

"We'll find a way round it. I'll find a way. I will."

<pause>

"Jason?"

<pause>

"Are you there, Jase?"
+++++end transcript]<<<<<
-- Dogpatch Archive <01:03:31/04-27-57>

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