Monday, December 31, 2001
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Note: For those of you who have not read Schlock Mercenary from the beginning, Kevyn is making reference to the time Schlock poured beer on his plasgun with catastrophic results.
The last tavern we visited in the strip suffered minor damage, and required some paint. Anyone who cares to wager that the next tavern will get off with just paint is likely to lose money faster than a venture capitalist in a dot-com gold rush.
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Transcript for Monday, December 31, 2001
Kevyn: Brad, We're going to 'port back into a distant orbit, and then make a normal approach to the spaceport.
Kevyn: DoytHaban, detach the tank unit before we leave. I want them secured outside the city perimeter in case my team needs armored extraction.
Kevyn: Once we land, Brad and my team are going in to do some fieldwork.
Schlock: Oooh! In a tavern?
Kevyn: If you blow this one up, I promise you'll never see beer, pretzels, or barmaids again for as long as you live.
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