At 11:00 AM 31/05/96 -0700, Wing wrote:
On Fri, 31 May 1996, Bad Mr. Frosty wrote:
With a terrible suddeness, all four tires of his cab blew, leaving him to
screech to a halt on the wheel rims as he frantically smashed the brake
pedal in response. The Prodinator, following the laws of inertia, took
yhe rear right hand door with it as it continued down the road.
Kergma grinned slightly as 4 tiny patches of Chaos appeared under the
tires of the cab, absorbing the rubber. "Now, to stop that purple thing."
Wing smiles, grabbing a hold of Panda as the both of them are covered with
a small storm of rose petals. Then, they were simply not there, leaving a
rather disgruntled Mike in the damaged cab just as things started getting
a bit frosty.
*** In an apartment somewhere... ***
The panda was still curled up in that fetal position while muttering
something about computer.
Sighing, Wing handed the panda some tender bamboo shoots and formed a
shield around the apartment, muttering something about not needing another
rent increase.
"So.. Panda, you don't look like a panda... But... you can stay here and
use my computer if you want... I have a spare 8088 pc computer. hehe... it
was top of the line a few years ago..."
Wing smiles as he contacts Nagisa.
The still disguised Panda sighed as he watched the mayhem from a shaded
store front. A cab, police car, airplane, hopping purple hard-suited Kendra,
Prodinator, Kergma and Stargazer were standing in the middle of the street
arguing as the last bits of glow faded from inside the cab. It looked like Wing
had taken the bait with the stuffed panda he had left in the back seat of
the cab upon his hasty exit amid the chaos. Panda felt bad about tricking Wing,
knowing that he probably wanted to help, but this was a job that he had to
get done on a serious computer, not that 8088 that Wing would probably foist
on him.
A dark figure watched from a distance, giggling as she spied Panda...
After seeing the chaos continue to escalate into a shouting match, Panda, still
dressed in his guise as a man in a dark overcoat and hat, slipped into a
nearby chinese food restaurant and walked direcly to the back, the man
behind the counter giving Panda a slight nod as he went on through.
The bamboo eater was greeted warmly by a man seated at a tiny card table in
the restaurant's stockroom. "Panda-kun! So good to see you again! Sit! Sit!
I will have my brother bring us some sake."
Panda lifted his eyes to look at the owner of the pleasant voice. "No time
for that Chang. Looks like the Taskmistress couldn't wait for her fanfics
that I've been saving for her."
Chang sat back down and frowned. "How you get yourself into these messes
Panda-kun? And that disguise! That no fool anybody! 'Cept maybe a blind
man!"
Panda sat down at the tiny card table that was the only real piece of furniture
in the cramped stockroom, other than the rickety bamboo chairs. "Chang-
look- I know you're busy with the restaurant right now helping your
grand-father and all, but I think I may be in some serious doo here."
Chang raised his eyebrows. "Serious doo Panda-kun? What kind of serious doo?"
Panda leaned on the card table to emphasize his next words. "Let's put it
this way my friend; you've heard of the Blue Tigress?"
Chang's eyes went wide as he sat back in his chair. "Hoooo Panda! That some
serious doo! She after you too?"
"Uh huh."
"Hmmm... Oh boy. But I think I can help you. You know Master Kido's dojo
over on 45th street?"
Panda nodded.
"Jon-wa and Hiro will take you over there. Master Kido is an old friend and
he can let you use their computer to download the fanfics."
Panda glanced at the two massive yakuza sitting at a small table up against
the far wall, playing cards, sweating profusely and drinking beer. "Thanks
Chang. You're a lifesaver. I'll see you back at the zoo when you're vacation
is over." Panda shook Chang's hand and stood up to leave. As he did so the
yakuza stood also, as if on command, even though it had appeared to Panda
that they had been ignoring the conversation at the card table. Panda
stopped and turned suddenly, looking at Chang with a puzzled look on his face.
Chang saw the look and responded, "Panda-kun? You forget something?"
"I was just wondering Chang," Panda finally uttered. "How come you and I
have a fondness for sake when we are both from China?"
Chang sat for a moment, looking at the walls with a look of bewilderment. "I
don't know Panda-kun. Maybe the person who is writing this silly chapter for
this outrageous spamfic get mixed up!"
Panda smiled at Chang. "Thanks Chang. I don't know what I'd do without you."
Chang grinned back. "No problem PK! Now go out back way before bounty
hunters come in for drink of water and spot you!"
With that Panda and the two burly yakuza exited Grandafather Chang's
restaurant, and were soon well away from the still chaotic scene out front.
As the scene developed into a traffic jam, several of the particpants
abandoned the endless argument and sought refuge in the tiny restaurant,
while the police were busy writing traffic violations. Chang just smiled and
handed out menus while thinking to himself, "That Panda-kun! He bring me
business whenever he in trouble!"
Panda
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