#Post 106 (Zero X. Diamond)

Posted By Zero X. Diamond (Member # 654) on : 
  
At that moment, the images on the Nomad faded.

"However... we don't have enough resources to create so many weapons as of now. For now, we should concentrate on a weapon powerful enough to destroy them all, with knowledge of their skills and brain enough to stop them in their tracks."

[If this weren't an IF, you'd be thinking Eric was a bit of a schitzo with showing off some ideas and then suddenly changing his mind to believe he doesn't have the resources to make them, but hey, IF isn't single-writer fiction, there's always dysfunctionality in these things. XD]

"Wouldn't that take a really long time?" asked Jamar, sipping a freshly poured jynnan tonnyx.

"Yes, that it would." answered Eric.

"A really-" he sipped it again. "Really really long time?"

"At least seven days, sir."

[A week... that's not good odds with lots of ACs down there just HAMMERING to take you guys out, especially after what Dave and Johnny tried to pull earlier on you. >.>]

He paused.

"Seven... EARTH days?"

"Afraid not, sir. Seven of our days."

[Oh geez... that's even WORSE than having to wait a week. :P]

"Oh my. That could be a bit... hindering."

[You don't say, Jamar... you don't say? <.<]

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Back in the sewers, Bob was still tailing Sandra and company, being especially careful to both not be seen by them and not to be seen staring at Sandra by Crypha. They looked around.

[Still pretty damn sure they know Bob's there, probably they're just pretending to not notice because they have other things on their minds. :P]

"Ok, um... there. That wall should revolve. Behind it should be the preschool."

They pushed on the wall. Surely enough, it began turning. Bob felt a strange tingling in his hand. Kind of like he wanted to twitch and grab his knife. Fortunately for everyone, it was simply Crypha acting up a bit.

[lawl, wut? The hell is she doing to get you that nervous? XD]

"What the heck are you doing?" Bob whispered.

"Moving."

"Why?"

"Because I'm getting stuffy."

"Don't worry, you'll be out soon enough."

"I'd better."

[Crypha obviously is the one wearing the pants. :P]

It took a few minutes, but the group ahead of them eventually got through. Bob let Crypha out of the bottle. She came out in a puff of smoke, giggling like a schoolgirl.

"Wow, I feel great! Gimme a big hug!"

"OH MY DEAR GOD NO!"

[Bob, WHY.... WHY would you do that? You should've know better. XD]

From above, Poo made an observation.

"I could've SWORN I heard someone familiar saying 'Oh my dear god, no.'"

"Probably just your imagination, Poo."

[Meh, whatever... I still say they probably know he's there. I don't know why ZXD had Poo seem to be the only one who picked up on any of Bob and Crypha's antics. I just remember I went along with it back in the day. :P]

When Bob woke up from his shock, he immediately went for the wall. He didn't want to lose Sandra. Not at all.

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Far away in Winters, DWGM woke up with a start.

"AUGH! This weather is so retarded! Oh man..."

[Seriously?! The place is called Winters for a reason, you blathering fool. Do the thinking slowly, DWGM. :P]

He looked around, seeing a barren, snow ridden landscape as far as the eye could see. It was truly harsh terrain. Harsher than DWGM had ever expected. And then a thought crossed his mind.

I think I'll explore this wretched place. It just might have some materials the captain might need...

[Such as your body for nutrients when you freeze to death? :P]

Back on the Nomad, Nole was staring at a monitor, sitting in the captain's old chair. He smiled, watching DWGM wander helplessly through the snow.

Ah, the poor fool... He's lost in the snow... Maybe this will teach him to listen to a fool as big as Jamar...

[Not gonna lie, totally in agreement with Nole... a rare thing for me. <.<]

(Seven "Nomadian" days = 14 Earth Days. Hence the displeasure. As for the weapons situation, let Evil Omedramon loose. But try to keep the focus for the time being on a "final" weapon being developed.)

[Yeah, two weeks Earth time is NOT good odds for the Nomad. >.>]

[ June 27, 2002, 10:41 PM: Message edited by: Zero X. Diamond ]

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