5.05.2006
Day 4, Evening: Back At The Food Court
Ron begins to bristle under the abuse. I mean, wow. "I... okay, you guys are just being a bit ignorant. This is probably just part of the whole dead thing, right Jesus?" Ron looks up- towards the halogen-lighted ceiling of Terminal K. But Ron decides to be the bigger person and doesn't retaliate.
Vrill takes a couple steps aside and says "Hell no. I'm staying out of this one. You guys do what you gotta do." He zips up his backpack and slings it 'undergrad style' over one shoulder. Ron, you note, has a fanny pack.
Looking at your map, it looks like... well, damn. There's no obvious way, really, to get to Terminal B, and the only note in the guide book is that B is 'under construction'. Everyone make an IQ check to figure out the guide book and get a lead. Otherwise, Vrill suggests heading to the food court and talking to some of the black market guys. As you take turns flipping through the book, you head off towards the food court. "Besides," says Vrill, "I want to get some fish and chips before it gets too late. Legal Seafoods Express, damn those are good fish and chips." Ron nods in agreement. "And the Lord Jesus blest Legal Seafoods, and made men into fishermen."
"Sure they did," says Vrill. You get back to the Food Court without incident, except when you're passing through the rain forest terminal, you see a few lizard men fighting some dwarves over a carbuncle.
Vrill takes a couple steps aside and says "Hell no. I'm staying out of this one. You guys do what you gotta do." He zips up his backpack and slings it 'undergrad style' over one shoulder. Ron, you note, has a fanny pack.
Looking at your map, it looks like... well, damn. There's no obvious way, really, to get to Terminal B, and the only note in the guide book is that B is 'under construction'. Everyone make an IQ check to figure out the guide book and get a lead. Otherwise, Vrill suggests heading to the food court and talking to some of the black market guys. As you take turns flipping through the book, you head off towards the food court. "Besides," says Vrill, "I want to get some fish and chips before it gets too late. Legal Seafoods Express, damn those are good fish and chips." Ron nods in agreement. "And the Lord Jesus blest Legal Seafoods, and made men into fishermen."
"Sure they did," says Vrill. You get back to the Food Court without incident, except when you're passing through the rain forest terminal, you see a few lizard men fighting some dwarves over a carbuncle.
