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Zouichi slipped past the human port workers, nodding politely in response to their apologies. A planet that forbade the Daligig from approaching it... how interesting. Clearly, their hosts' reach wasn't as all-encompassing as they liked to let on. There were things to do aboard the ship as well, but for now perhaps it was time to do some long-awaited searching for supplies.
Food, seeds, gadgets... and weapons. Afterward, perhaps he'd find a crew member or two to have a discreet chat with. It was now or never, now that they were finally (temporarily) out from under the ship's constant monitoring. He sent out a quick message on his Omnicomm, then made his way along a row of storefronts.
Weapons first, he decided. Then food.
Food, seeds, gadgets... and weapons. Afterward, perhaps he'd find a crew member or two to have a discreet chat with. It was now or never, now that they were finally (temporarily) out from under the ship's constant monitoring. He sent out a quick message on his Omnicomm, then made his way along a row of storefronts.
Weapons first, he decided. Then food.
Re: Pfffft I loled.
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Zouichi held out a gloved hand. "Well, grab on."
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As their pursuers approached, he tossed a laser grenade into their midst.
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Or they could risk their victory and keep shooting for the hell of it. Howard waits to see what Zou decides.
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Just as he was finishing that remark, what appeared to be a (laser) missile whistled past them. Apparently, one of the rabble had picked up a launcher. "Okay, I guess we could run for it."
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"I'm still voting for knocking down the maze walls on them! They're not heavy enough to hurt!" Probably.
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That done, he ran off in the direction Howard had retreated. "Forty-seven seconds," he announced.