After landing on the planet, Khlava and CR 27 headed to the nearest city.
“Hey robot. Go find out where we are supposed to go.” Khalva commanded.
“Not happening. I am not a slave to humans.” CR 27 replied.
“Hey, I’m not asking you to be a slave to humans. Just be a slave to me.”
“Why haven’t I killed you yet?
“Because you need me. You know, to kill people. Oh well, I guess I’ll help this time. Let’s look in that bar.”
“The fact you immedietly chose a bar is more than mildly disconcerting.”
“Shush child. Just follow my lead.”
“Seriously, it’s like you want to die.”
Khlava entered the bar. CR 27 soon followed. The bar was worse than normal, and the fact that it was a place for black maket exchanges was readily evident.
“See?” Khalva asked “No government can stop us, O glorious entrepreneurs!”
“Don’t lecture me.” CR 27 groaned “I already hate humanoids enough.”
Khlava proceeded to find a seat and order a drink.
“Idiot life form. Did you just come here to drink?” CR 27 asked.
“Course not” Khalva whispered. Then he stood up “O ye glorious criminal minds! I ask for thy help!”
The bar erupted with laughter.
Khalva smirked. “I am here on Kryznick’s challenge. I have found an important clue and would be willing to share with someone who might help me out.”
The bar became silent.
“Actually, I can share my information with all of you. If you do something for me.”
“What d’ya want?” One particurlarily gruff bar patron asked.
“Easy. I want you to join Famtok.”
“WHAT!?” “YOU WANT US TO DIE!?” “YOU ARE INSANE!” The bar erupted with such comments.
Slowly, Khlava took something out of his pocket. It was a slip of paper.
“Here is the clue! I will share it with those that join me! All others may leave!” Khalva boomed.
He then ate the slip of paper. The bar erupted again.
“If you want the clue, you must join me!”
Many people left the bar bewildered. The others, however, stayed and listened. They were desperate.
“Ok, Listen up! I need all of you to split up, and get captured. If you volunteer to join Famtok, he will spare you! Then, sow dissent in the rest of his troops. After a while, I will appear and famtok will come and fight me. What you do then is simply start a fight against Famtok, and then while the others are fighting, find a hiding place.”
“How de we know you won’t abandon us?” One asked.
“Easy, leave a few people here to shoot me on sight if I do not get captured by famtok. Simple really.”
After the plan was appriatly set, Khlava and CR 27 left the bar for a hotel.
“How did you do that? Who is famtok?” CR 27 asked.
“A truly terrible man. He is someone I met long ago. I am sure he does not remember me. I knew he was in the race, and I know what his strategy is. The reactions of the people at the bar proved me right. He has started to accumulate an army to help him win the prize. I guess he is the carrot.”
Khlava smirked. CR 27 remained confused, but asked no further questions as he disliked conversing with humanoids.
-Note-
The rest of this record will be cut in the interest of time. I assumed the reader would be able to carry the rest of the events over from Blue’s account. Khalva avoided showing any camera where he found the real clue, and as such I lack that information. Its mystery had many theories in the military logs, but I do not believe them. While I try to create a comprehensive history, my abilities are limited.
-Cya
Khlava called CR 27 a child just a few minutes after Khlava called CR 27 a slave. Is Khlava as random as me?
ReplyDeleteHe was joking. He likes to annoy CR 27.
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