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Subject: Eleventh Hour Author: Grenade Man [ Next Thread | Previous Thread | Next Message | Previous Message ] Date Posted: 20:55:04 03/05/02 Tue Although startled by the awesome display of power Kaiser had shown in his last match, there were more pressing matters to consider. Doppler simply did not have time to worry about everything. His specialists remained in thier seats, all though awe struck at the explosion, and attack. The comm chimed on Doppler's wrist. "Sir, we've been having problems below. The recent surge of power has damaged some of our monitoring systems, and our radar net is down. Maintanence is working on it, but we may also have a problem with the number 12 reactor. We request permission to shut it down, unless you can think of another plausible action." ,said Reploid technician. Another incoming message chimed in on the same frequency. "Sir, we've had reports of Rioting in the city's commercial sector. Security is trying to work out the problem, but the recent power surge has caused some of the tourists to get a little jumpy. Wide spread fear is circulating that this island is not tektonically stable, and some of the patrons have inquired about leaving the island." ,said the security Reploid. Yet again, before he could even reply, a third Reploid chimed in with his information. "Sir, We are approaching the designated eleventh hour. You do remember what this informatins pertains to, right sir?" --OH NO, the drop off! Had it been three days already? Fighters came and went, and his account executives had promised that they would reach the projected revenues. Now he had wondered how close he was. Yet, the other two matters still demanded his attention. This was a matter for his "specialists." "Listen to me all of you, I'll get on it right away!" He shut his comm-link off. Then he turned to his specialists. "Thunder Ram, the Power Reactor is your area of expertise. Get down there right away, and clean up this mess! Wind Raven, you are responsible for the Air Force, so get a patrol up and running immediately! The rest of you, get down to the commercial district, and maintain security. Oh, and Vile...." "What is it?", Vile asked in his half-whispered, throaty voice. Doppler gave him a look of scorn, and impatience. "Come with me." (to be continued) [ Next Thread | Previous Thread | Next Message | Previous Message ]