"I want that cargo off my ship," she said to the unkempt Mon
Calamari whose face looked out at her from a wall panel at the
entrance to the revetment.  Her face was impassive, her voice calm and
even, and from that the Mon Cal had drawn the assumption that she
really wasn't all that upset.  This merely showed that he was new on
the job and hadn't met her before.
	If he had, he would know that Rei Ayanami's face was always
impassive, her voice always calm and even.
	He chortled, a bubbling sound, as though he were underwater.
"Too bad," he replied.  "No refunds, no returns, sweetcake.  We loaded
the ship according to the manifest."
	"Someone else's manifest," Rei pointed out.  "My ship is
supposed to have 200 gross of carbonium rods on board."  She paused.
"Instead, it has 200 tribbles.  200 -loose- tribbles, since your cargo
jockeys couldn't even be bothered to secure the cages properly."
	The Mon Cal burbled again.  "You were loaded what, two hours
ago?  You've probably got 250 of 'em in there by now!  If you don't
want 'em, buy some poison.  Or a blaster.  Now, if you'll excuse me,
I've got work to do.  Cargo Control out."
	The screen went blank.
	Rei blinked at it, once, slowly.
	The rust-colored, turret-headed humanoid droid standing next
to her asked, "Query: Shall I go to Cargo Control and explain our
position more... forcefully?"  There was an audible eagerness in his
very human-like, mellow voice.
	Rei shook her head.
	"No," she said.  "Go back to the ship and see if you can round
up the tribbles."  Turning her head to look directly into the droid's
rather sinister faceplate, she added with just the faintest bit of
emphasis, "-Alive-, HK-47.  We won't be able to charge them back if
they're dead."
	The droid vocalized a sigh.  "Reluctant acquiescence: Very
well, Master."  He turned and trudged back to Bay 47, the picture of
mechanical dejection.

Aw, man. I remember that part of the game. I actually bought some poison but the stupid things were just too *cute*...

And you've replaced them with Tribbles, in yet another example of unexpected synergy between sources. Genius.

>Aw, man. I remember that part of the game. I actually bought some
>poison but the stupid things were just too *cute*...

I pawned them off on that poor jerk trying to start a zoo or whatever it was on Manaan. But at least I didn't make him pay me for them. :)

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I'm afraid I don't know the game in question (I haven't had much time this year for gaming, which grates on me because I really want to try GalCiv II) but I think Rei and HK would be well-advised to stay away from overhead storage bins until they get those fuzzy little nuisances cleared off their ship...

-Joe-

>I'm afraid I don't know the game in question (I haven't had much time
>this year for gaming, which grates on me because I really want to try
>GalCiv II) but I think Rei and HK would be well-advised to stay away
>from overhead storage bins until they get those fuzzy little nuisances
>cleared off their ship...

In between fits of giggling, I'm wondering how secure the food storage is on Rei's ship... =)

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>>Aw, man. I remember that part of the game. I actually bought some
>>poison but the stupid things were just too *cute*...
>
>I pawned them off on that poor jerk trying to start a zoo or whatever
>it was on Manaan. But at least I didn't make him pay me for them. :)

*snrk* This was Knights of the Old Republic, for those who don't know, from whence came Bastila and HK-47. I admit, I poisoned those stupid gizka. Light side Jedi or not, I was kind of annoyed there wasn't a way to dump them on the Anchorhead traffic control center. Assmunches.

Either way, I'm very much looking forward to this. =)

"They say one should not speak unkindly of the dead, so I say, 'nice try'." --Lezard

*Dies laughing*

Yet again, I am remind of why I love HK-47 so much.

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I can see why she's a sith. I was waiting for HK to say "As you wish".

t.
might have been glowing with the light but believes in profit - made 100 credits for those buggers.

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To do our country loss; and if to live,
The fewer men, the greater the share of honour
God's will I pray thee wish not one man more" - Henry V, Act, IV Scene III

I agree with Trigger... I can definitely see why she became a Sith and thank goodness that Vader found her and not someone like Tremane or Palpatine.

I am curious, though... Are we gonna see a scene just previous to this one where she opens a cargo hatch and winds up taking a Tribble shower? Ah, nevermind. That'd be a spoiler. C'est la vie. *Goes and finds something to do until the rest of this gem is unveiled.*

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