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Post by Rimmer on Dec 23, 2003 22:41:45 GMT
"Ciao, Rimmer. We'll see each other again..." The Hunter taunted.
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Post by Rimmer on Dec 23, 2003 22:44:28 GMT
Rimmer turned round after a mile or two of running, and started speeding off backwards. "Oh come on."
He's being fair to you. It's one of those old parts of of the knight's code.
Rimmer drew scribbles in his head. "Tekk being a knight?" he answered crazily. "Fat chance."
Fine! He's toying with his prey. Now turn around and run your fastest. The gave won't be as fun for Tekk otherwise. "You really suck eggs for a esteem. You know that?"
Just for that snide remark, you aren't forgetting this when you have Alzheimerz.
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Post by Rimmer on Dec 23, 2003 22:45:22 GMT
"...Ninty eight, ninty nine, one hundred." Tekk turned with a maniac grin, and zipped off on his speeder after Rimmer, laughing madly.
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Post by Rimmer on Dec 23, 2003 22:46:26 GMT
Tekk appeared infront of him, as he was a half a step from turning on Mabley Street. "You aren't here." Disbelief.
I told you, his mind sang.
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Post by Rimmer on Dec 23, 2003 22:47:00 GMT
"What, did you really think I'd let you go before I had fun?"
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Post by Rimmer on Dec 23, 2003 22:49:08 GMT
Rimmer had been drawing a lot of scribbles lately. "We weren't before?" He was too scared to hide it now, and gulped. Don't see that Tekk!
Oh I don't know. Maybe! X-ray vision is hard to top.
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Post by Rimmer on Dec 23, 2003 22:49:37 GMT
"Just a bit. This is more fun though!"
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Post by Rimmer on Dec 23, 2003 22:51:12 GMT
Rimmer gave a quick glance to Tekk. One of scared, wide eyes. Yes! adrenaline was kicking in now. Rimmer decided to try again.
And ran into the gas lamp post. He dropped like that. At least his mind couldn't say--
Bad idea, Rimmer.
Eugh, GODS! He never shuts up!
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Post by Rimmer on Dec 23, 2003 22:52:01 GMT
"Dammit, there goes my fun..." Tekk sounded almost like he was sulking.
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Post by Rimmer on Dec 23, 2003 22:52:56 GMT
Yes, he's buying it! Don't blink. Don't blink. Don't blink. Don't blink. Don't blink. Don't blink. Don't blink.
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Post by Rimmer on Dec 23, 2003 22:53:38 GMT
"Yo, Rimmer." Tekk poked him with the toe of his boot.
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Post by Rimmer on Dec 23, 2003 22:54:34 GMT
Rimmer can't stand being poked at all. "AH!"
And notoriously broke into a fit of dangerous giggles. Such a threat Rimmer was to the mechanoid.
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Post by Rimmer on Dec 23, 2003 22:56:22 GMT
"I really don't know why I bother with you sometimes," Tekk mussed.
He grinned, his rough and scarred face surprisingly pleasant. He walked up to Sada and thrust a large hand out. "Henri Knopp. I'm a mechanic here at the station."
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Post by Rimmer on Dec 23, 2003 22:58:22 GMT
Rimmer was glad he had his helmet on. He accepted this man's proffered hand. "Eh, something has been bothering me... quite recently," he opened.
"Oh really? Other than insane Hunter cyborgs?"
"Yes. Like what they are doing here on Mabley Street. And quite frankly, what a certain mechanic is doing on Mabley Street." The rustic appeal of the town made it apparent that the highest degree of mechanics achieved here was gas utilties.
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Post by Rimmer on Dec 23, 2003 22:59:08 GMT
"I go pretty much wherever I please. Don't feel too special."
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