From:	The Wyrm Ouroboros <aalberdk@******.SAN.UC.EDU>
Subject:	No Deposit, No Return
Date:	Sun, 17 Oct 1993 12:07:26 -0400

>>>>>[.......nnnggggh.... oh god, I gotta scramble this against traces....
unnn, buddha, this'd better work, Moebius, back this thing up....]<<<<<
-- The Dead Decker (11:30:30/10-17-54)

>>>>>[All right.... all right..... ghhhhgh. Okay. Let's see. Solitaire
--
sorry about your deck, but when you wanna play hardball, you're gonna get
brushed back now and then. Things get worse here on in, and you've only got
what, twelve more days before Solarial starts profiting doubly from this?

Or more so. Agggh..... oh, fuck. Somebody remind me to keep away from Nox
in a head-to-head confrontation. She's screwing me up....

Solarial, you still haven't said what proof you want. Make up your fragging
mind, already. And allow me to double the stakes again -- or, rather, offer
.my. victory. If those who do your bidding, AJ and Clan, succeed in killing
me before the 15 days are up, you get to lie down for the deep sleep.

I'll arrainge for it, but be only too sad I couldn't attend.

Oh, Solitaire -- those 'ways to burn out hardware remotely' is, erm, not
exactly remote. It's hands-on, but it involves, I guess, working with Nox's
self -- or that's the way she's professing. OverNet hyperprogramming
sequences, submolecular command structures, the like....

Shit drek subbo. I liked ...... um, which Bellevue apartment was that, again?
I'd like to know which one I can't send people in Seattle to as a safehouse.
Hey, business is business....]<<<<<
-- Far and Gone (11:57:07/10-17-54)