-39- River of Dreams
[there is one VERY crabby ex-bounty-hunter outside today, looking haggard because of some certain nightmares making sleeping impossible. She's under the arm of her poor dented-up zipcraft, banging around, making annoyed noise, and tossing little bits of her ship over her shoulder in good old "don't need this, don't need this, don't need this" fashion]
Aauugh! ...Son of a bitch!
[muttering] should know better...where the hell is Jet when you need him...this is what I get for trying to help...
...[finally, grabs the journal and drags it over, practically growling into it]
Anyone know how t-- SHUT UP, BIRDS!
[distant crashing sound, followed by a squawk]
Ugh. [tries again] ...Who can fix up a damaged zipcraft? I know you're out there!
Aauugh! ...Son of a bitch!
[muttering] should know better...where the hell is Jet when you need him...this is what I get for trying to help...
...[finally, grabs the journal and drags it over, practically growling into it]
Anyone know how t-- SHUT UP, BIRDS!
[distant crashing sound, followed by a squawk]
Ugh. [tries again] ...Who can fix up a damaged zipcraft? I know you're out there!