[The Red Muse]

Jammer glares at Jayne and grunts.

Jammer:"Gah... whatever...Take care of mr. Weed, will ya?" *winks at Jayne*

Jammer:"Ciao babe!"

Jammer waltzed out of the restroom and lighted yet another cig.

Jammer: "Damn... This place get's more boring day by day. Nothing happens here anymore...'cept Muse getting his Weed ass into trouble.Bah... Might aswell take a walk around the factory before I turn in for the night."

He starts walking lazily towards zulag 4, humming silently to himself.

.: RM :.

He felt tired. His vision was blurring and soon all became dark.
He fell asleep...

.: Jammer :.

Jammer stopped suddenly. He could make out faraway voices echoing through the hallway. He tossed away the remains of his cig and pulled out his BlitzPacker.

Jammer: "... I dearly hope it's someone on the run... Then there's reason enough to shoot 'em all... Hehhehheh..."

The voices are coming closer. Jammer could now make out a faint sound of mechanic footsteps...

Jammer: "...hmm...?"

Jammer lowered his gun and stared walking towards the voices. Soon he could see the figures of native mudokons and a slig.

Jammer:"....What the hell is this?"

He aimed his gun at the muds...

Jammer: *roaring* "Stay right there ya little bastards or I'll shoot ya up so bad, that not even you momma could recognize ya after I'm done!"