So that how we going to play it! - the add on

The three arrived at their destination. The stasis chambers. They set the
Fingers filled Darla into one of the chambers and shut it. Dirk punched on the
keypad to the main stasis terminal. A large lead shield dropped around it with a
painted message on the outside. Quarantined.
"That takes care of the matter of our crook for the time being. Let's go get a
beer." The two walked to Parrotts.
A few minutes later there was strange swirling light and Harris stepped out,
this Harris having spent ten months with the STCP. He inputted his override
code into the keypad and then shut down the stasis and quarantine field.
Fingers had no real effect on the way the future was going to turn out, he was
only doing it to get back at Dren Walker.
Harris then reentered the light and then it disappeared.
The stasis chamber opened up and Fingers hoped out. There came this metal sound
and within moments Fingers had cut himself free of the plastic doll.
Fingers shuddered for a moment and had the desire to shower. A small metal
lockpick was peeking out of his sleeve, it also was had edges that were sharp
enough to cut through most soft material, and with this he started to slash the
damn doll till it was nothing more then a pile of unidentiable plastic that
could of been anything.
Fingers then removed a small device from his belt and kissed it. He had never
imagioned that a temperal disruptor could of been any use but now that he knew
it disrupted the functions of the stasis chambers. Having no idea that it had
failed to work and had nothing to do with him getting out the chamber.
Fingers has niffed, he was more then niffed he was anger. Fingers decided it
was time to pay Big Ron a visit in the lower levels where no one who still had
braincells would go as it was ruled by the crimmal types that really meant
business. Big Ron owed him a favour and now was a time to cash it in.
With that Fingers began to the lower levels, whislering.