From alt.pub.dragons-inn Fri Sep 9 07:50:03 1994 Xref: netcom.com alt.pub.dragons-inn:7649 Path: netcom.com!netcomsv!decwrl!gatekeeper.us.oracle.com!sgiblab!sdd.hp.com!hpscit.sc.hp.com!foxmore From: foxmore@lvld.hp.com (Foxmore de' Foghat) Newsgroups: alt.pub.dragons-inn Subject: Re: [CIA] - Jones - Let's Do It! Date: 8 Sep 1994 10:43:56 GMT Organization: Hewlett Packard Lines: 18 Distribution: world Message-ID: <34mptc$dar@hpscit.sc.hp.com> References: <34gjnm$mnj@ringer.cs.utsa.edu> <34hb5t$i1g@hpscit.sc.hp.com> <34i6a7$4m17@lamar.ColoState.EDU> NNTP-Posting-Host: hpsmpk.lvld.hp.com X-Newsreader: TIN [version 1.2 PL1.4] Foxmore practically walks into a wall as he is reading his forearm. The fact that he is accepting this occurence without screaming "PLAGUE!" is not really a mystery. In spite of the numberous magical possibilities inherent in this dimension, the letters on his skin can be from only one source. Apparently, one of the other researchers from the starship has managed to 'stick' with him (totally unnoticed I might add) during his dimensional travels. "Bigal? Is that you?" he questions softly as he stops before bouncing off the wall. "How in space did you manage to stay with me, and why haven't you 'spoken' (ok, PRINTED) to me before now?" Foxie keeps an eye on the others in the merc group, not knowing how they would respond to a truly alien creature in their environment. # of course, on the other hand someone *might* think Bigal is just a # figment...or a slime monster from the very pits of the Shunned Section # (or wherever).