From: Brother Shadowhunter of the Secret Order of Daa-Taoth <md1br@sirius>
Subject: Brother ShadowHunter
Date: Mon, 18 Mar 1996 11:18:31 GMT

		

........ As he stepped into the room, the dark figure paused, his 
antiquanted optical enhancements were struggling to compensate for the 
dark. The stranger walked slowly to the bar, making sure that he didn't 
touch any of the other occupants. Suddenly he spun, his dark cloak flying 
back , hands coming up. He dropped into a crouch, his gun aimed at some 
occupant near the back. The gun was big, really big, it looked old enough 
to use real bullets, big bullets. The target froze. The stranger relaxed 
and slowly stood, he was shaking. The target bent down and picked up his 
`glass'. The stranger turned back to the bar and ordered, still shaking 
slightly. He slipped the gun back beneath his cloak, it dropped into its 
holster with a metalic click. The barman smiled, and told the stranger
"Its okay mate, just calm down, we dont want any trouble"
The stranger replied "Im sorry..... Im just a bit jumpy at the moment"
"Well just dont shoot anyone, I've only just paid for the last load of 
repairs"
The stranger grinned, 
"I can imagine, Ill be a bit more careful"
"Yeah, you do that, Do you have a name, I like to keep track of who's who"
"Sure, Im Brother ShadowHunter, But most know me as Mark, I've moved in 
near the Mall, so I recon this must be my local"
"Well 'Mark' , Im sure we'll meet again, I've gotta go, people to serve 
and all that"
"sure, whatever"
Mark turned and scanned the room, "A dodgey bunch" he thought "Im gonna 
like it here".................



Hope ya liked it

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