Quote:Cryer|Aberetic: move this heap pilot !
Micky.Ringo: Move where!
Cryer|Aberetic: o god the end is nigh
LR-Serious.Pacifist: Looky.
LR-Serious.Pacifist: Ye, better cut the engines.
Cryer|Aberetic: dammit - you just can't get the crew these days !
LR-Serious.Pacifist: Relax. This is a robbery.
Micky.Ringo: Man, I want some pills!
Cryer|Aberetic: You want weed ?
LR-Serious.Pacifist: Wooow. He has weed!
Micky.Ringo: And some of that good stuff, the real good stuff.
Cryer|Aberetic: I thought you were all cardamine addicts
LR-Serious.Pacifist: Wrong.
Micky.Ringo: Not the stuff you got in the hold. I want some of your person stash, man!
LR-Serious.Pacifist: We just deal with it.
Cryer|Aberetic: I see
Micky.Ringo: Yah, what we look like? Hackers?
LR-Serious.Pacifist: Ah and could you help me out with some bots and bats?
Micky.Ringo: Geez, they got these great big brains, an' go an' get bent up on that stuff,
Cryer|Aberetic: well - the illusion of choice is sweet
LR-Serious.Pacifist: Great.
LR-Serious.Pacifist: Anything else... hm
Cryer|Aberetic: so i have like one amphetamine left
Cryer|Aberetic: and this weed
LR-Serious.Pacifist: Ye, 3 tons of weed please. *grins*
Micky.Ringo: Yah. I want ten units to take back to the fiance. We're gonna have a *good* night.
LR-Serious.Pacifist: Must be our lucky day.
Micky.Ringo: Oh, heck yah.
LR-Serious.Pacifist: Thaanks. 10 tons extra.
Cryer|Aberetic: O, that'll be the spinning
LR-Serious.Pacifist: I guess yer can move along then.
Cryer|Aberetic: these hunters are hardly worth the money
Micky.Ringo: Hah, now, yah. Go on, get out of here before we decide to ram ourselves to death against your hull. Eh heh.
Cryer|Aberetic: really ? alright then - thanks I guess
LR-Serious.Pacifist: How was that? *grins*
LR-Serious.Pacifist: Thanks? Kidding, right?
Cryer|Aberetic: stay off the cardi , that was actually nice compared to what im used to
Micky.Ringo: Are you kiddin'? I get to get baked, an' paid.
