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Monday, March 20, 2006





Episode #146
Chapter 14, part 2

Reunion
part 1


???: It’s done. What do we do with them now?.... now.... now......

???: Boss says to get rid of’em.... rid of’em.... rid of’em.... Dump the boy anywhere.... anywhere.... anywhere......

???: What about the girl?.... girl.... girl......

???: Hehe. I’ve got an idea..............



“....orozan....”

Justin: Uhhh... (wakes up) Mmmm... huh?

Justin awakes to find himself in a dingy alleyway.

Justin: (sits up) What the...? How’d I get outside? (gets up, runs to the end of the alley, starts looking around for anything familiar, but finds nothing) What the Heifong? (runs down the street of what kind of looks like a third-world shopping mall, keeps running until...) 0.0 *gasp* ...... (now standing in front of a large window, on the other side; the cold, empty, infinite blackness of space) ........ (drops to his knees) .... I don’t think we’re in Metrolex anymore, Toto.

5 minutes later...

Justin: (sitting on a bench) OK, boy. Keep it together. I’m on a space station... in the middle of no-where... and I have no idea how I got here. Let’s see..... the last thing I remember Aisha and I were getting ready for.... Aisha! (stands up) Is she here? I gotta find her. AISHA! AISHA!

Justin: (to a merchant) Excuse me....

Justin: (to a barkeep) Have you seen a....

Justin: (to a man on the street) C’tarl girl around here?

Justin: ... about 5’ 9”...

Justin: ... long pointy ears...

Justin: ... and long silvery-white hair?

Merchant: Nope.

Barkeep: Sorry, son.

Man: Can’t say I have.

Woman: No. I’m sorry.

Shopkeep: Not around here. Say, you alright, kid? You look terrible.


2 hours later...

Justin: (slowly trudging along the street, completely exhausted) Aisha. Aisha.... Aah! (collapses)

“Whump!”

Passerby: Hey, pal, you OK?

Justin: Uhhhh...

Passerby: Out too late? Look like you spent the night in the gutter.

Justin: Get away from me!!

Passerby: (leaves)

Justin: (sits up against a wall, buries his face in his hands) *sniff, sob, sob* God help me. *sniff* I don’t know where I am or what’s going on or.... *sniff* Please help me. Give me a sign or something. Please! *sob, sob*

???: AAAAAHH!! DON’T YOU DARE TOUCH ME, ASSHOLE!!

Justin: 0.0 .... I know that voice. (runs down the street to the source of the scream) Please, please, please. (turns the corner and sees where it came from) 0.0 ... Oh no. (a brothel)

--inside--

Manager: I’m terribly sorry, sir. She’s new.

Man: (holding his bloody nose) I’m dever cubbing back here again! (storms out)

Justin: (enters)

Girl 1: (takes Justin’s arm) Good day, master.

Girl 2: (takes his other arm) How may we serve you?

Justin: (shakes them off) Get a job that doesn’t demean yourselves.

Manager: Ah! Good afternoon, young sir. How may we...

Justin: Save it, pal. Been there already. Aisha?!

Manager: Excuse me, sir. But I think...

Justin: Aisha!

???: PURRAM!

Justin: (looks down a hall and sees someone in a red and gold kimono running towards him) AISHA!

Aisha: (runs up to Justin and hugs him tight, almost knocking him back)

Justin: (hugs her in return, in tears) Thank you. Thank you, God. *kiss, kiss*

Manager: *ahem* Excuse me, sir. But our policy is cash up front.

Justin: (instantly angry) I ain’t givin’ you jack shit. (to Aisha) Let’s go.

Aisha: Way ahead of you.

Manager: Sir, if you refuse to pay, I have no choice but to call the police.

Justin: Not if I call them first. I’m not paying for what’s already mine.

Manager: Yours? Just who do you think you are?

Justin: (grabs Aisha’s hand shows him their rings) HER FIANCÉ!

Manager: 0.0 ..... (to himself) Oh dear.

Justin and Aisha: (start to walk out)

Manager: N-now wait just a minute here! I paid good money for that girl!

Justin: (walks over to the manager) And it’s the worst investment you’ve ever made. (punches him in the face)

“POW!”

Manager: OOF! (goes down in one hit)

“BOOM!”

Justin and Aisha: (leave)

Manager: Uhhh. My father warned me about making any deals concerning C’tarls. Uh. (passes out)



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