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Message no. 1
From: "Brian E. Angliss" <ANGLISS@***.PSU.EDU>
Subject: Recovering...
Date: Sun, 6 Feb 1994 16:26:48 -0500
>>>>>[Moriarity, most of us are here, but you'll forgive me if I don't tell
you where here is. AJ is bad, WHAT is worse, Gawk is hurtin really bad,
Gutterrat is nearly dead but healin, and Roxey fraggin near died in Astral. Or
did die but was kept alive by Max(who's now a Free Spirit he tells us).

We got out of the main tunnel and ran into a merc with a MMG on a gyro pluggin
us from one end and a sammy loaded up with an assult rifle from the other. And
that doesn't count the mage son-of-a-slitch. He was nailin us with spells
and elementals. That's when the Doc bought it. He was carryin his rifle and
looked half scared out of his mind(like he was alone in that) when the sammy
plugged him in the back, full auto. He never had a chance.

Gawk, only partially healed from before, was tryin to hit the merc with the
MG but only succeedin in takin chunks out of the wall near the guy while the
target was havin a feild day with us. Walkin the fire from one person to
another like he was a Special Forces member or had some fraggin tac comp or
somethin. That's when I got nailed, and when AJ disappeared. That suit of
his, even with him limpin, had made him as quiet as death, black as the tunnel,
and even the same temperature as the air around him. Drek, you gotta love
tech sometimes... But what he did to the guy....remind me to never be around
him when he's hungry again...it was just...god awful(shiver). But it had the
necessary effect of stunning not only the mercs but us too. Midnight and d
DragonEyes puked right there, and only WHAT had enough mind still in him to
turn and toast the mage. The sammy decided to haul ass at this point and we
had just about enough firepower to waste the remaining merc. We hauled ass,
but it wasn't over yet.

All we ran into then was an infestation of devil rats(properly dispatched by
a manaball) and a group of three Dzoos. Killing them took Diana over her
limit spellin and she just collapsed. We got to the exit point and there in
the tunnel was a guy. We almost wasted him before we recognized him as Claw.
He and Lister had gotten ahold of you and met us there, haulin our butts to
where we are now. We're plannin headin east in an hour, via Air Starbug, and
we're all bu healed up. We all hope to be shortly.

With a little help magically, of course.

Until then...]<<<<<
-- Slash(16:28:22/02-06-55)
Message no. 2
From: Stefan Hahn <HAHN@***.EDU>
Subject: Recovering
Date: Thu, 10 Feb 1994 13:50:03 -0800
>>>>>[Ouch. Did anybody get the license number of that
dragon?]<<<<<
-- ...shadowfire... <ReallyHates/UsingTurtles>
Message no. 3
From: What ? <MCM@***.BRIGHTON.AC.UK>
Subject: Re: Recovering...
Date: Fri, 11 Feb 1994 15:56:00 GMT
>>>>>[Scythe, cheers term, drop the girl off to a runner by
the name of Chance or his mate , a decker Coyoyte. I'll catch with you
soon, as soon as me arm stops bleeding.....bleeding ? Oh bugger ...]<<<<<
-WHAT (16:00:01/2-11-55)

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