"Sorry, James, but with all the heroin, I've become used to the cold," Esponer replied. "And about the attempt to kill me: you will regret it. As for everything else, I'm sorry, but since James wants me dead, I assume that you all won't be wanting drinks."
With a bow, Esponer detonates all the drinks machines in the bar, and even the machine that serves chocolate bars. "I won't be serving anything, sorry. Unless someone kills James, that is, in which case I could go back into business."
Whistling happily, Esponer straps his anti-matter mine around his waist, and pops numerous sticks of dynamite into his pockets. "Anybody shoot, and I die - followed by the dynamite blowing, followed by the mine detonating. I hope you enjoyed your stay here on this station, folks, but if you shoot me, it's al gone: you, the station, and probably the larger half of the planet too."
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-Lyat Esponer Corsair
(This message has been edited by SilverDragon (edited 06-21-2002).)