WHO: Captain Rrak
WHERE: Captain's Room, PezDispenser...
Captain Rrak sat at his desk reviewing the data on his monitor. Nojeslott was the perfect place to go for a break. It was considered a Recreation Center by most everyone and would provide all of the pleasant distractions that the crew would be looking for after the adventures they just lived through.
More importantly, it was a high-technology planet with an overcrowded population. This meant that he would be able to find anything he needed (like those Overlords of the Dance minidiscs he so desperately craved and the replacement parts for his Entertainment Center aboard the PezDispenser). It also meant that it would be easy to get lost and go unnoticed by those who might be looking for him.
He chose the city of Dolja. It wasn't the capital city of the planet, but it was still one of the largest with everything he would need. Hopefully it was big enough for Xoltar to stay anonymous and out of trouble. Perhaps it would best to leave Xoltar sedated... No, he might be incompetent at times, but his techno-babble would come in handy.
He commed Xara and told her to head for Dolja once they reached atmosphere.
Now, to find the nearest Officially Authorized Overlords of the Dance Dance Studio! He tapped at the keys on his input device and found it.
"Mistress Yiqqy's Dance School for Those Who Aspire to be Gifted Dancers But Really Aren't Sure Yet"
He tapped away again and signed up for an expert private lesson with Mistress Yiqqy herself. Ah, to be a dancer for the Overlords of the Dance!!! He was one step closer to his dream. He went to his locker, pulled out his tritanium case, unlocked it and opened it. The thrill of looking at his gold and silver sequined shoes brought a girlish squeal from him. To think that these shoes once belonged to a Great Overlord! He quickly closed the case again and locked it. "Ah, Mistress Yiqqy, you are in for a great treat!!!"
WHERE: Captain's Room, PezDispenser...
Captain Rrak sat at his desk reviewing the data on his monitor. Nojeslott was the perfect place to go for a break. It was considered a Recreation Center by most everyone and would provide all of the pleasant distractions that the crew would be looking for after the adventures they just lived through.
More importantly, it was a high-technology planet with an overcrowded population. This meant that he would be able to find anything he needed (like those Overlords of the Dance minidiscs he so desperately craved and the replacement parts for his Entertainment Center aboard the PezDispenser). It also meant that it would be easy to get lost and go unnoticed by those who might be looking for him.
He chose the city of Dolja. It wasn't the capital city of the planet, but it was still one of the largest with everything he would need. Hopefully it was big enough for Xoltar to stay anonymous and out of trouble. Perhaps it would best to leave Xoltar sedated... No, he might be incompetent at times, but his techno-babble would come in handy.
He commed Xara and told her to head for Dolja once they reached atmosphere.
Now, to find the nearest Officially Authorized Overlords of the Dance Dance Studio! He tapped at the keys on his input device and found it.
"Mistress Yiqqy's Dance School for Those Who Aspire to be Gifted Dancers But Really Aren't Sure Yet"
He tapped away again and signed up for an expert private lesson with Mistress Yiqqy herself. Ah, to be a dancer for the Overlords of the Dance!!! He was one step closer to his dream. He went to his locker, pulled out his tritanium case, unlocked it and opened it. The thrill of looking at his gold and silver sequined shoes brought a girlish squeal from him. To think that these shoes once belonged to a Great Overlord! He quickly closed the case again and locked it. "Ah, Mistress Yiqqy, you are in for a great treat!!!"
posted by captain rrak at 10/05/2006 02:49:00 PM
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See my other comment about this further up in another post...
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