Date Posted:14:01:28 07/10/02 Wed Author: Kathryn Subject: Poetry and Prose In reply to:
Chester Mann
's message, "Alice in Slaughterland" on 16:25:53 07/08/02 Mon
The 31-year-old librarian's assistant pondered Chester Mann's inquiry for a moment. Not having the clearance to know of Rugby's new Stargate retrieved from Manar's desert, she didn't readily have an answer.
"I'm not sure..." she began, "..I guess it would depend on the cargo...I don't travel much to be honest. I should get out more; guess a lot of the guys around here are too shy or something...." she trailed off under the Dante-esque gaze of Chester, realizing in her boredom she was going off on a tangent and supplying a total stranger with extraneous expository information.
"I have however heard from some of the flyboys around here about some kind of hub or spaceport or something--supposedly they have some kind of means of transporting large freighters, battleships etc. across great distances. you can probably learn more from the database, maybe even download a starchart of its location. If this is your first visit here registration is free; you just log on by entering your last name then your first name, separated by a comma, and pick a password.
I can set you up if you like. What did you say your name was?"
She smiled warmly and awaited Chester's response.
"He sure seemed to know an awful lot for a security guard, don't you think? It seemed extraneous at the time..."
-Wayne Campbell, Wayne's World
