Date: Wed, 18 Sep 1996 07:36:43 -0700 (PDT)
Title: Thrust and parry

Bell asks, aside to Sis,
"Where's your big brother?"  Then she adds, with a nod toward Bud, "He would
enjoy this little party we're about to have."

Sis shrugs and says with a sense of concern,
"He took off.  Said something about picking up the Librarian and going north
to see Rabbit.  I tried to get him to take B.J. or SOMEone with him but he just
gave me a hug and said, 'I gotta fly, Sis...', so he's off again.  No telling
where he will end up, together with his memory problems AND that wierd
librarian."

Azi says, "He will find peace in the eolian sand dunes of Glamis. He seeks his
brother, plans vengence.  He will find both, deep in the sands of the desert."

There is a short silence, then suddenly Bud pushes his way between Jane and
Bell, finding himself face-to-face with Sis.  He blurts, "I want you.  One way
or another, sex or fight, I'm gonna have ya, godammmit!"

"You're drunk, Bud. Are you sure you can get it up?" Bell says, as she puts her
hand on his shoulder and pushes slightly.

Without hesitation Bud swings a roundhouse beerbottle right at Bell's head.
Beer spews from the bottle in a perfect foamy arc, following the narrow opening
of the long neck bottle.  With little effort Bell ducks and as the wild arm and
nearly empty bottle swings over her head she gives him a hefty hip-nudge. His
weight becomes an uncontrollable enemy and he spins into a nearby table at
which Roach and PeckFace are seated.

*eo.lian \e--'o--le--*n, -'o-l-y*n\ aj [L Aeolus, god of the winds] : borne,
deposited, produced, or eroded by the wind.

later,
d.


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