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Date Posted: 15:47:44 05/01/01 Tue
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Avon
's message, "Lots of destruction" on 15:19:32 05/01/01 Tue
Soon after Lyn and Virgil were taken away, Glenn appeared on the ground, unconscious. He, too, was stripped of his weapons and possessions, fitted with one of the restraining collars, and hauled off.
Cap'n Shaw smiled. "Another one! If we're lucky, we might get'em all--"
"Uhh, bad news, sir," one of the pirates interrupted. "The remaining jumpers just got wasted."
"Damnit...well, these three'll have to do. They're all pilots, right?"
"Aye, sit."
"Heheh..." the fat man smiled. "Perfect. they;'ll come in very handy...once we break out of this damned station. Have you located the Control Center yet?"
"Working on it, sir."
After their "meeting" with the Captain, the slaves half-carried, half-dragged Lyn and Virgil through the ships' dark, confusing corridors, accompanied by a pair of pirates. They finally stopped in front of a dank warren of rooms on what used to be one of the cargo decks. The place was dark, with lights weak and flickering intermittently, had puddles of who-knew-what leaking from various pipes, and it stank.
Here were two dozen or so slaves of all species, sexes and ages--though most of them tended to be young since they were worth more on the black market. They came from all over to look at their clothing--ordinary "street" clothes, military fatigues, crewman's uniforms, native dress, there was even one woman who looked like she was wearing a ball gown. All of them were filthy and tattered, had no possessions other than a single blanket and whatever clothes they happened to be wearing when the pirates captured them--and all of them wore the little black collars snugly around their necks. Most sat huddled in little corners of the rms, not even bothering to look up at the newcomers.
Moving brequesly, the two pirates unlocked their restraints, gave them each a (none-too-clean) blanket and shoved them into the room. then they left--withsout even bothering to lock the door. Minutes later, Glenn, stil uncopnscious, was dragged in, his blanket carelessly tossed on top of him. Again, the pirates didn't bother to lock the door.
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