> > If it was taking her that long, she guessed that Fox was having even
> > less success--if they were drugged similarly.
> >
> > > The two 'leaders' of the thugs were talking at the bar about what they
> > > were going to do. They could not be heard all that clearly, but from
> > > the tidbits that were picked up they were thinking on selling them to
> > > the Cardies in the Dock area....
> >
> > Carefully, she felt her person for her weapons. While she expected the
> > disrupter to be gone, she hoped that the knife was still in her boot.
> >
> Her knife was ready and waiting. Her disruptor was on the bar
> within sight, but not within reach of anyone.
She whispered to Fox, "How do you feel about being sold to the
Cardasians?"
(response)
t'Llhweiir ends
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