From: fogelinc@nmr1.Cyanamid.COM (Carl Fogelin)
Newsgroups: alt.pub.havens-rest
Subject: [F&P] Squid cake and errant tails
Date: 25 Jan 1993 02:51:21 GMT
Organization: American Cyanamid Company
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>>Flyboy waited on the other side of the tunnel, hovering 50 feet up.  Out
>>shot the blue hovercar followed by another car... and another... and...
>>Where was Fleeter?!
>
>>Shit!  What to do... resume pursuit of the car or look for Fleeter.  Keeping
>>his eye on the blue hovercar, Flyboy frantically tried to make up his mind.
>
>"We gotta ditch it," growled Blue. "Ya smeared one of 'em, but
>there'll be others, and they'll all be looking for us."
>
>Yellow grunted assent, putting the blue Chromo through an Immelman
>that it was never designed to execute. Boffin, helplessly bound in the
>rear seat, groaned as the gees built and whipped around. 

Flyboy was just about to pursue the blue Chromo until he saw that Immelman.
Anyone stupid enough to do a stunt like that in a ground hover was just 
asking to be bumped off.

SQAWK!  "Flyboy calling The Dream Machine, you there?  Over"

SQAWK!  "You've got The Dream Machine, Flyboy.  What's happening?"

SQAWK!  "Fleeter's niffed.  Going to investigate.  Subject last seen smushed
         in rear-window of Blue Chromo.  Hover headed back towards market..."

Suddenly Flyboy heard a siren and saw a Medi-hover zoom into the P.D.T.

SQAWK!   "Flyboy, follow Blue Chromo.  Will send team to P.D.T.  Over"

Flyboy cursed, spun around, and took off after the Blue Chromo.

SQAWK!   "Dream Machine, Flyboy pursuing.  Just saw Medi-hover hussle into P.D.T."

SQAWK!   "Roger Flyboy, just picked up stats on Med-line...  Suspect our boy."

SQAWK!   "What's so damn important about that mark?!"

SQAWK!   "Don't know.  Reamer raised interest to Mark 3."

Damn!  A Mark 3?  Flyboy had never been after a Mark 3.  He pushed the booster
jets to their max, and sped towards the market.

>Staying close to the bottom traffic levels, Yellow screened himself
>from air view. He took a slightly erratic course east at high speed,
>to the Marketplace. Landing the Chromo under the roof of the
>Park-N-Fly deck, he slid into the space next to a late-model,
>metallic-gray Thunderhawk.
>
>"Nice choice," Blue remarked.
>
>"Yeah."
>
>Brandishing a miniwelder, Blue swapped the Thunderhawk's tags with
>those of a convenient Econama. Yellow, meanwhile, programmed the
>Chromo to take off and head southwest through the Complex in an
>evasive course, then dive at high speed thirty minutes later.
>
>In under a minute, both jobs were done. Blue bundled Boffin into the
>Thunderhawk, receiving an accusing stare for his trouble. Yellow
>activated the Chromo's autopilot and jumped into the Hawk's driver's
>seat; both hovercars were on their way.
>
>"That oughta hold 'em for awhile, I hope," Blue commented.

Flyboy was cruising the area around the market, twiddling with his
EMF detector -- he'd managed at the P.D.T. to record the Electro
Magnetic Field put out by the Blue Chomo's pile driver.  He'd lost
the craft when it dove into the congested Marketplace and had been
searching for the last 10 minutes.

Just as he was ready to give up, he spied the Blue Chromo zipping out
from under the roof of a Fly-N-Park deck.  As he was adjusting his
flight to go after the Blue Chromo, he saw a Metallic-Grey Thunderhawk
zip out in the opposite direction.

'Hmmm' thought Flyboy.  'Were those two vehicles related?'  His orders
were to follow the Blue Chromo, but he decided to tag the Grey Thunderhawk.
As long as the car stayed in the Colony, he'd be able to track it down.

SQAWK!  "Flyboy to The Dream Machine, over"

SQAWK!  "Dream Machine, go ahead Flyboy"

SQAWK!  "Blue Chomo heading east towards Felder's pit.  Sighted Grey
         Thunderhawk, possible exchange of passenger.  E-tag set, but
         pursuing Blue Chromo, Over"

SQAWK!  "Roger Flyboy.  Any more details on that Thunderhawk, over?"

SQAWK!  "Sorry, only caught a glimpse.  Looked to be a 78 or 80, non-descript.
        Tag mark Aught Niner Five Mark Seven, over"

SQAWK!  "Aught Niner Five Mark Seven, gotcha.  Over and out"
  
With that done, he took off after the Blue Chromo. 

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