Date Posted:11:45:31 08/03/02 Sat Author: Chester Mann Subject: Jabberjaw
"Chester" was mad. He couldn't go back. He didn't have his information. He failed.
"No...no, no, NO! Meddling Grigoris!" He was upset. He slumped in the pilot's seat, barely visible over the control board. He had placed Kathryn in the passenger seat; the ship was more of a flying car than the usual armed-to-the-teeth starcraft Rugby saw. "I've failed...."
"Chester" slammed his fist on the controls, accidentally bringing up a map...one showing the infamous hub. The midget Manches gave his hostage a grin, one very far from "Okay, you can go now," and took the controls.
