[narf poit chez BOOM]

ok, I did a little explanatory stuff. Sorry, I wasn't paying attention to what I knew versus what someone reading that scene would know. Um, could you be specific about any remaining confusing stuff?

"How much longer is this going to take?"
"Hey, we didn't complain when you took half an hour to build that tunnel."
"I had to make sure it was shored up. It was nessasary to emplace supports."
"And we gotta route around the security, make sure we're not trippen security and then laser a chunk out after deactivating security without trippen the aforementioned security. Pleae remember not to turn on your sensers."
"I know."
There was silence as the hulking, metal-clad figure engaged in a fruitless game of appearing not to figet as the two unarmed figures tweaked busily at various devices attached to the ceiling and on the floor.
After a space of about ten minutes during which the metal-clad figure managed to aviod interupting, one of the unarmerd figures spoke absent-mindedly "Security systems are deactivated. The laser."
A button on a circular, wide and bulky device was pushed by the other unarmered figure and a gentle humming emenated from it. Nothing could be seen and the bulky figure increased it's figeting, until a few minutes later when one of the unarmored figures again spoke: "We're through."
Both unarmored figures lithely swung themselves up and apparently into the ceiling, emerging in a bank vault. Cracking open several select deposit boxes, they emptied the contents into two sacks they had brought along, then randomly emptied more until they had roughly filled both sacks. Swinging back down through the hole, one of their feet brushed a certain box. "Got it. Let's split."
"I thank you both." Two armored hands shot out and crushed both necks. Both unarmered images flickered. Rapidly assesing the situation, the hulking figure spun to the left and observed both figures rapidly receding on what could only be described as skinny atv's, both with a sack. Looking down, he noticed his BB-4 on the tunnel floor, with wiring and electronics attached and more importantly, surounded by nano-cutters attached to power cells. His armor was not up to this in it's current state. He ran.

Whoop, little more explanation.

Are any of them robots? Well, hehehe

qoute: "So that's what my bruises are. Progress."

[ April 07, 2004, 11:27: Message edited by: narf poit chez BOOM ]