Yet another act of thieft that's going to be blamed on 'Fingers'...

Where: Elsewhere on this cursed mudball of a planet filled with
Ravengers*.
When: Sometime in morning.
Who: Commander White Wolf, the 'tribble like' creature...
The huge hamster finally located the remains of the crashed starbug.
After breaking his way in, (and grumbling about why anyone would want
to lock something that's being left behind abandoned in the first
place), the huge hamster spent several minutes salvaging various
parts.
Eventually he began to cobble them together on the floor of the
Starbug. One bit was a partial power supply, which he was finishing
rigging to in his Vidman, and another part that was rigged in looks
like a signal booster that was salavaged from the remains of the
communications gear of the starbug.
The overgrown hamster crosses some of his toes, and activates the
dirty looking vidman. Suddenly Sam appeared on the screen, and stay
there.
"Hi Honey! How many minutes do you think I have this time?" replied
the pretty faced singer.
"Hopefully a lot longer than the usual five minutes with this
powersupply I salvaged." Replied the overgrown hamster.
"Alright. That story do you want me to read, shall I restart Robinson
Crusoe?"
"No, there need for that. What I need to you do is test the
communications booster I've hooked up to you.", replied the huge
hamster as he took out a piece of charcoal and started scratching
some mathematical formulae into the floor of the starbug.
"It seems to be in functional order."
"Good." replied the hamster as he picked on the vidman and aimed it
at the floor where he made his 'chicken scratchings', "Now, I need
you to send a coded message requesting that the Bion ball #6 complete
this equation, and when it responds with the correct answer, then it
will ask for you to reply with the answer, you'll say it's -21."
"But honey, that's not the right answer."
"I know that. But that equation and answer sequence activates a set
of coded instructions that I implanted in it a very long time ago,
when I was suspecting Darken was going to kidnap me on earth. It'll
know what to do, once it recieves that transmission."
"OK honey, I'm transmitting it now."
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Aboard the Blue Dwarf, in the drive room, several communication
channels bleeped and chirps as the singal was relayed throughout the
ships comm panels. Several crewmembers only noticed it as erratic
noise coming from the comm panels, and thus payed it no real
attention.
In the cargo bay, where the engineering department was taking it's
time cleaning up the Robot Wars arena, the Storage crate containing
the Amourzilla burst open.
The Amourzilla flexed it's metal muscles as it's glowing red eyes
surveyed the area, and then just as a couple of Engineer walked over
to see what all the noise was about, the armour made a might leap for
the cieling.
Commander Smegg came over and glanced at the shattered storage crates
remains, and asked an nearby bewildered looking engineer, "Did one of
the guys reactivate the Armourzilla to settle yet another moot match,
Again?"
"Um... no sir, I don't think so."
"Why is that?"
"Well, because the Amourzilla just stole the chandlier." replied the
bewildered looking engineer while gesturing toward the ceiling.
Commander Smegg muttered, "uh oh." as he glanced up, and sure enough
there was now a very vacant spot where White Wolf's little ship used
to be hanging above the Robot wars arena.
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*Ravenger - the name of the nasty beasts of this planet that look
like a cross between a gorilla, cave bear, and a rabid wolverine all
wrapped up in a towering 7 foot tall package.