Bag Serials: Adam #5
January 29, 2008
“So how many we got today.”
“Slim pickens this time, mate. Just the one; and a little bugger at that. But it’s more paws for pickin, I guess.”
“Hmmm…that surprising considering how lush this area is. I will have to make a note of that. He seems pretty quiet back there.”
“Had to tranq ‘em. Three darts. Had the crazy eye, that one; all smeared with berry juice and shit like some kind of flower child. Just stared me down at first, too, up on his hunches, all calm… it was creepy mate. And he just went off after the first dart. Ran head long for me.”
“Wow. Quiet a find.”
“Maybe we can get more then usual for the brains, Eh? Most expensive part, you know. Used in some kind of chang chong healing potion or something.”
“Hey hey, no insulting of our costumers now.”
Clang
“Ah ha, here we go.”
Clang
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“Want me to end it.”
“No, let him enjoy the ride. He’ll get the point soon enough. Hey! How’s junior?”
“Typical two year old. Eyes full of stars. Always exploring. ’slike he just touched down from space.”
Clang
