From: The Chaotic Trickster, kergma@sv.net.au
On Tue, 27 Feb 1996, Travis Butler wrote:
From: Neoculture, aubry.thonon@qed.qld.gov.au
<Wraith materialises> Just another day in the... The... <double take>
WHAT IS GOING ON?? <realisation sets in> Oh. <Pulls chaise-longue from
pocket and settles down> Please, carry on.
Stepping out from a conveinent door, Kergma turns to close it behind him
when he notices a wolf and a female doing.... ummm .... 'Hi guys... I'll
just let you get on with that'.
<snip>
Does a notebook and a German accent go with that? Or a glass of lemonade?
;>
Consulting a notebook, he looks up 'Aah - you must be the Wraith.
Enjoying the show so far?'
"No, no, no!" The Professor sighed, shook his head, and pushed Kergma
towards the couch. "Here."
"Ah, zo." Wraith smiled, picked up a pencil, and opened the notebook.
"Und now ve talk about vat you did vhen you vaz a kid, yah?"
In the meagre clear space in front of the sofa, a small table drops into
place, as a jug and a few glasses rise into position. 'Lemonade?'
"Please." She leaned back on the couch, adjusted her sunglasses, plucked
the little umbrella out, and sipped, smiling demurely.
--The Professor, wondering if he's *ever* going to be able to fit into
this thread...
Behind the Professor, a lab bench with attachments ( pillow, straps, whips
etc ) shimmers into reality.
"Erm... no. Sorry. I'm afraid Washuu's not what I had in mind." The bench
shimmered out, to be replaced by a rather underfunded university
laboratory. "Think the absent-minded Professor, instead." The lab
shimmered out, to be replaced by an old-fashioned rolltop desk,
overflowing with paper, with a tweed coat slung over the desk chair. "Or
the Perfesser. *Not* the Doctor."
Travis Butler
(The Professor, formerly of Myth and Magick!, Lawrence, KS;
tbutler@tfs.net, now from the Wandering Powerbook;
<http://www.tfs.net/personal/tbutler/>;
Mac page <http://www.tfs.net/business/tbutler/>)
..Cats are the proof of a higher purpose to the universe.