Ouray Inn (iRP)

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"Knees and elbows, you say? Stubborn, you say?" Ronnie asked and started laughing. "Would you imagine that these are exactly the words one of your doctors used to describe you in his report?"
He grabbed his things from the table and stepped towards the exit.
"You have a good night, people. I still need to do some paperwork before hitting the sack. I will see you in the morning, Miss Benitez."
Suddenly, he stopped for a moment and turned back to Sonya.
"Oh, and you know, Rink... as you can't fly now, I'll share some of the paperwork with you. We wouldn't want you to stay in the bar too much, would we?"
He grined and walked out of the bar.

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When he finally made it to his quarter, Lancehead enabled his desktop terminal to do his typical daily paperwork. He was surprised to find that the latest message is from Death Adder, sent only a few minutes ago. Ronnie opened the message and grined. "I knew I can count on you, old buddy" he thought.
He spent half an hour sending comms with orders for other xenos. It was important to start all the preparations as soon as possible. Browsing through recent reports took him another thirty minutes but he was just too tired to focus on what he read. He copied the reports to his personal terminal and turned the workstation off.
Even though he was very tired, Ronnie couldn't sleep. While still in his bed, he enabled the small device and searched the Ouray database. It took him quite a while before he found what he was looking for. He downloaded the files and some additional software, installed and launched it. The screen filled up with text and a clean female voice was heard.

Había una vez una niña muy bonita. Su madre le había hecho una capa roja y la muchachita la llevaba tan a menudo que todo el mundo la llamaba Caperucita Roja.
Un día, su madre le pidió que llevase unos pasteles a su abuela que vivía al otro lado del bosque, recomendándole que no se entretuviese por el camino, pues cruzar el bosque era muy peligroso, ya que siempre andaba acechando por allí el lobo.

"Habla oona ves neena mooy bonita. Sou madre le habla... hec-... h-esho..."
He fell asleep listening to The Red Riding Hood in this weird and exotic but interesting language.

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