[General Woundwort]

Woundwort reclines in the leather chair in his office, smoking a Padron 3000, still fuming over the set-back in Starfury's open. On top of all this, the installation of his in-office stereo system had been the object of a practical joke by one of the worker bots. The Bose Wave system had been installed perfectly, and a brand-new CD of Rush: Perspectives II was inserted, but one of the bots had set it to endlessly loop through "The Body Electric". That had taken the better part of an hour to undo.

Tapping at a UWW pad and wondering how many Starfury merc runs would be necessary to recoup the back payments on the Cantina, Woundwort (along with the rest of the worker crew) are startled to hear an explosion outside.

Rising from his chair and punching a few buttons on his wrist computer, the wall behind him shimmers and turns transparent. Outside, standing beside the smoking ruins of the holostatue, is the Boss.

"Great. Just great. I should've known that idea of Deadstar's would be a washout..." Woundwort mutters as the foreman droid rushes into his office.

"Sir, sir! Someone's blown up the statue of the Boss! And it looks like the Boss himself!"

"I know. Just get your bots out of the way and back to their assigned duties."

Woundwort takes the turbolift down to the ground level, walks out, and surveys the smoking crater that was once the holostatue projector.

"You know, Boss, if you didn't like it, all you had to do was say so..."

[ August 09, 2003, 14:23: Message edited by: General Woundwort ]