> > 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?"
"Screw that, I would rather buy it trying to escape. I can feel my limbs now,
maybe even move them. Still not in any shape to *do* anything, but I am inproving.
Think we've been here for a good hour or so..."
