Subj: [ffml] [MW] Heroes
Date: 99-06-16 18:57:29 EDT
From: cosmic_chicken@fcmail.com (Tim K)
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On a distant plane, figures watch- and contemplate.
“What do you think?”
“Trivial. Their plans will not come to fruition.”
“But what if-”
“Trust me. They are no serious threat to the balance of the universe.”
“Nevertheless, we must prepare for the worst case scenario.”
One figure sighs, “You are right, I suppose. But who shall we send to deal with this- disturbance? I certainly don’t want to involve myself in such a minor squabble, and neither do you or any of the others.”
“True,” concedes his companion. “Were I one of our venerable colleagues, I’d be insulted to take on such a task...’Tis bothersome.”
Suddenly, the first figure looks up and smiles; “I think I have the solution.”
*****
There are worse places in the galaxy than Mos Eisley on Tattooine. Even though it is commonly nicknamed “The Armpit of the Galaxy,” there are worse parts of the body to be, after all. Xargnac on the planet Jaglor is called “The Area-Between-the-Leg-and-Crotch of the Galaxy.” (though not frequently, for obvious reasons) The settlement Udzj-Anus on Jomark is commonly nicknamed “The Assh-” well, you can guess that one. As for Chronathol, a floating city orbiting the planet N’shvis, it is known by the less harsh but still disgusting nickname “The Toejam of the Galaxy.” Cheap criminals, cheaper booze, even cheaper women- all the requirements for a wretched hive of scum and villainy.
Yet amidst this cesspool of vice, there is one man who is happy. He’s just come from his space vessel for some much needed shore leave, money in hand and ready to hit some of the city’s famous (or infamous) gambling houses.
Ready, that is, until he ran across this scene. A young man with dark hair and a perturbed look on his face was standing beside a blue-haired female companion who was obviously not to pleased with him. And both were oblivious to various seedy-looking characters who eyed them greedily. Now most hardened spacefarers probably wouldn’t stop to think twice, much less stop to think at all about the situation. However, most hardened spacefarers were not this man. For this man was a “good guy.” And good guys just don’t walk on by and let these things happen.
His mind made up and his jaw set, he walked straight up to the arguing couple and said, “Excuse me, sir, ma’am, but some people are taking an unhealthy interest in you,” and shot a meaningful look at the shadows where the hoodlums had congregated. The thugs shot their own murderous glares back at him but quickly slunk back into the darkness.
The young man snorted. “I could have told you tha-” *oof*
Then the woman smiled at the stranger after jabbing her companion hard with her elbow. “But thanks for your concern.”
Our hero smiled modestly. “It was nothing really.”
The woman continued, “But we appreciate it, nonetheless. Say, do you happen to have a ship?”
This caught him off guard. “Uhh- well, I-”
The man interrupted his reply. “Look, if you don’t, don’t worry about it. We’ll find *another* way to get where we’re going.”
Our hero shook off his surprise. “Oh, no, don’t be silly. Sure, I have a ship- kinda...”
“Ooh, good!” The woman was now very excited. “Can you help us, please? Please? Please?”
Now he was feeling very heroic. “Why of course. Anything for those in need.”
“Look, mister, we appreciate the offer,” broke in the young man, “but it’s nothing really. No offense, but we don’t even know you.”
“Oh, come on, Zarie, he scared off our would-be assailants, didn’t he? We can trust him.”
“That’s not what I’m worried about,” he muttered with a dark look.
Now it was the hero’s turn to interrupt. “Look, I know you may have a lot of reasons not to trust me, but I’d really like to help you. Is there any way I can convince you that I’m not a bad guy?”
The couple turned away for a moment and began to argue quietly. At last, they turned around. The guy who the woman called “Zarie” said, “Okay, it’s decided. We’ll accept your help. Do you know where Endor is?”
“Endor- hmm...Um, honestly never heard of it,” he conceded, “But it’s probably in the nav computer on the ship. Shall we go take a look.”
“Okay,” said the woman. “Well, we might as well introduce ourselves. My name’s Kallie, and this is Zaries.”
“Nice to meet you. The name’s Wilco- Roger Wilco.”
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Damn, this was long. ^_^
- Xoth: Master of Black Magic
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