| Subject: Moving out, Linking up (Part III) |
Author:
Virgil
|
[
Next Thread |
Previous Thread |
Next Message |
Previous Message
]
Date Posted: 19:23:13 03/29/01 Thu
In reply to:
Virgil
's message, "Moving out, Linking up (Part II)" on 18:21:10 03/29/01 Thu
(OOC: Gomen for that double post up there..thought it didn't go through the first time.)
As he stepped through the door, Virgil could see and smell several people inbibing various substances in order to bring themselves to a "greater state of consciousness." (Translation: they were getting higher than kites.) He ignored them and headed towards the back of the room, where a man tapped intently at a computer with a holographic screen. A telepathic conversation began.
~~What kin' I do ya for, girlie?~~
--....--
~~Sorry...dodging the fuzz are we?~~
--Something like that.--
~~So what do you need? Some Highsign, maybe? Perfect cure for police, if ya know what I mean...~~
Virgil shook his head. "Highsign" was the streetname for a popular--and powerful--psi-amplifying drug, which jacked up a user's pisonic abilities by a factor of five. Unfortunately, it was also outrageously expensive, incredibly addictive, illegal almost everywhere--and worst of all, utterly destroyed the user's fine control. And those were just the side effects its makers would actually ADMIT to. Because of the level of control needed to operate the Coffin, for Virgil using the stuff was out of the question.
--Nope. Just a couple of DreamCrystals.--
DreamCrystals were organic, psionically-resonant stones which seemed for all the world like ordinary diamonds--even down to hardness. But they had other...interesting properties as well. (OOC: More on this later--and don't worry HA, they're not weapons or power amplifiers or anything like that. Trust me =D) They were perfectly legal--but usually the psionic underworld was the only place where they could actually be found for sale.
~~What size?~~
He thought for a moment. --One at one carat, the other three carats...at least.--
~~Gonna cost ya...~~
--Don't care.--
Five minutes later, Virgil stepped our of the place with the two stones--and minus half a year's pay. Still, he couldn't be happier.
~~Don't go out the same way you came,~~ the man called behind him.
--Sure thing--, Virgil called back as he left, heading towards the other end of the laberinthine alley, sending Calenderi forward to scout as he'd done before. His thoughts eagerly drifting to the task ahead. Heh...almost done. Now all I need to do is find a good jeweler--
Calenderi suddenly glided back around the corner, looking worried. "We may have a problem." She transmitted, sending Virgil the mental image of what she'd just seen and heard: One man gassing four others trapped in some kind of energy orb, just around the corner.
Bounty hunter? Virgil thought. No...sounds too sinister for that...Kuso...
He knew he should probably run for it...but he remembered being in the same boat not all that long ago. If Thuro haden't sprung them, they might still be stuck in that damn Arena...
No, he decided, I'm not leaving--at least not until I figure out what's going on here.
He concentrated...the TK singing in his mind as he silently levitated himself onto a nearby rooftop. Staying low, he set his goggles to "Magnify" so he could see what was going on.
[
Next Thread |
Previous Thread |
Next Message |
Previous Message
]
| |
Feedback: 