Long Time No See Part 3

"So where is everyone else?" asked Garth, breaking the silence.

Plisken looked up, happy that the subject had changed. "I don't know actually. I was just walking along with them, talking to Miss. Moreau and then they dissapeared. I only sat down for a couple of minutes and they went."

Garth looked at Plisken, "The whole crew?"

"Oh, no," said Plisken avoiding Garth's stare and looked out a nearby window, "Now I really don't know why only some of the crew are here. There are maybe 15 of us, maybe. I tend to loose count these days."

Garth sighed but was strangely delighted at the news. It was something to investigate. The two men fell into silence again, not knowing what to do.

"Do you still play?" asked Plisken, a smaile breaking on his face.

"Of course," said Garth, "And I bet I can still beat you."

Plisken reached down over the captains chair and picked up a small box. It was a fine box, made of a good qualitly wood and with little brass coloured clasps. Plisken opened the box to reveal a board with a black and white checkered pattern. A chess board. Garth brought over a nearby table and a chair, sitting himself down. Plisken helped himself to the black chess pieces, letting Garth take the white. Then they began to play, remenicing on the years they speant together. Despite recent events, Garth and Plisken did get on rather well. It was only when things from those recent events were dragged up did they ever fallout.

<OCC- I think I missed something but where actually is everybody>