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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Capellan" data-source="post: 2174194" data-attributes="member: 6294">"Total Escape" - Part 6Two of the Targ guards drag S'Ondra into one of the large, barracks-style buildings that dominate the camp.  The interior is a single large room, with rows of double bunks along each wall."You sleep here" the taller guard indicated one of the beds. "You eat when clang sound.  You do as told."The Princess suppresses a scowl and instead just nods her response, not trusting herself to speak without betraying her scorn for the invaders.A third guard appears at the baracks door and waves for his two companions."The Commandant wants us to head out on patrol." he calls to them in Targ, "There might be more of the primitives in the area."As the three guards leave, S'Ondra quickly moves to the window and peers out into the camp, standing just to the side of the window frame so that she will not be seen from outside.  Her eyes go immediately to the building where her foster-father was taken, and a worried frown creases her usually perfect forehead,"There's got to be something I can do." she muses, then suddenly stiffens.  Whirling around, she drops into a crouch, eyes scanning the room. "Who's there?"And because the screenwriter's a tease, the camera flashes out to the eight man Targ patrol as they head out of the camp and begin the long, slow tramp up into the jungle-lined ridge where Fury and Archie are concealed."Look at them, straggling about like that."Fury disapproves, "They're not paying any real attention to what they're doing.""Evidently they do not anticipate any difficulties, Captain." Archie's builder-bot body waves its antennae thoughtfully, "They do appear to have the native population entirely pacified.""Well, they're about to learn that the non-native population has a few objections of its own.  Follow me, Archie, I have a plan."The Targ patrol continues to head up the ridge-line, becoming more and more strung out as it does so.  After they enter the tree-line, they bunch up a little more, but this is more than cancelled out by the reduced visibility.  Soon the rearmost Targ is out of sight of his companions as he unhurriedly picks his way through the undergrowth, disruptor hanging casually at his side.The disruptor swings up at a rustle in the bushes to his left, and the Targ steps warily in that direction.  The bushes rustle slightly again, and the alien pauses, obviously considering whether he should call for assistance.Which is when Fury steps out from the bushes behind him and wallops him with a tree-branch."Well done, Archie." the Captain calls softly as he checks to make sure the Targ is out cold.  The robot emerges from the undergrowth."What do you plan to do now that you've captured him, Captain?"Fury answers in between grunts of exertion as he drags the body out of sight."I'm going to get him out of this suit ... nngh ... and get myself ... ungh ... into it.  Then .... mmph ... I'm going to follow the patrol .... hmph ... back into the camp.""The suit should be sterilised before you wear it, Captain." Archie frets, "There could be any number of strange alien germs in there.""So you said last time I put one of these on." Fury's slightly-muffled voice floats in of shot.  Seconds later, he reappears, fully dressed in the Targ encounter suit except for the helmet, which he still holds in his hand. "Now climb up into this backpack for me." he gestures at the encounter suit's pack with his thumb.Archie scuttles backward nervously, obviously unenthusiastic about the idea."Captain -""Archie, that's an order."There's a frustrated groan of changing gears from the robot, and he sends his builder-bot body scuttling up Fury's leg and into the open pack.  The pack bulgers and shakes as Archie sulkily makes himself comfortable.  Ignoring this, Fury jams his helmet on his head, shoulders his disruptor rifle, and heads off after the rest of the Targ patrol.As he walks, a robotic eyestalk appears out of the top of the pack, and peers over his shoulder to see where they are going.</blockquote>

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