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<div class="gmail_quote">On Wed, Mar 26, 2008 at 7:39 AM, Pulp Hunters GM <<a href="mailto:t20gm@urbin.net">t20gm@urbin.net</a>> wrote:<br>
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<div class="Ih2E3d">Captain Mitchell wrote:<br>> On Mar 25, 2008, at 8:31 PM, Pulp Hunters GM wrote:<br></div>[snip]<br>
<div class="Ih2E3d">>> Caliban shrugs, "Have it your way. Doctor Cross, please stay seated and<br>>> still."<br>>> The Deputy Marshall stands and steps away from the table.<br>>> "Alexander Mitchell, you are under arrest for interfering with an<br>
>> official investigation of the Imperial Ministry of Justice."<br>>> "Please stand and slowly place your weapon belt on the table."<br>> <ooc><br>> I don't recall that he is carrying a weapon.<br>
> </ooc><br><br></div>OOC: You were carrying your pistol. You made a point that everyone be armed.<br>
<div class="Ih2E3d"><br>> Fix the deputy with my best steely command gaze...<br>> "We will see who is interfering with whom, now won't we deputy marshal?"<br>> I stand and face the approaching SPA guard.<br>
<br></div>Caliban ignores you as he returns to questioning Dr. Cross.<br>"So Doctor Cross, how long have you known Alexander Mitchell?"<br>
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<div>Kat looks at the captain with concern in her eyes. </div>
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<div>"Is he going to be ok? What's going to happen to him? I came here with him and Boris, am...am...am I going to be arrested too?!" Kat looks at the deputy with shock and then shakes her head to clear it.</div>
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<div>"I'm sorry....what was it you were asking? How long have I known him? Hmmm...that would be (insert correct date...don't have it on this computer). Do you think this will take much longer? I hadn't planned on having to get back to the ship by myself."</div>
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<div> -- Bonni</div></div>