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Mar. 15th, 2007

The string was in his pocket when he got the call to flee for his life. He touched his fingers to the smooth surface of the collapsed space ball, and thanked his lucky stars that he was able to take the bulk of his assets with him. He'd been on his way to see an owner, and owners liked seeing what they were getting, so he tended to bring along the ball to give them a little view of his property. He had only his own horses in the stables right now; some owners were paranoid about letting others see what they were bringing up for the upcoming races. He wasn't even stealing property. He could pick some out-of-the-way planet to hide out on, and in time, he could--

Inspiration: "string"
Story Potential: High?
Notes: It's an interestingly different set-up, I think. Hmm. Ends up on a planet with some sort of nomads-with-amazing-horses or some such? Maybe it's not so interesting. Le shrug.

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