> As Steven stepped back onto the decks of Spacedock, the feeling hit like > a ton of bricks that there was something seriously wrong. It wasn't just > the tight security, or even the far-less-than festive reception. > > 'In fact,' Steven thought to himself. 'Someone totally lacking ANY empathy > at all, special skills or otherwise, could tell something terrible had > happened recently AND that something was continuing to go wrong.' > > He watched as Admiral Bedru was met by two people, one of whom left shortly > afterwards, and he turned away as the meeting seemed to turn into a > private reunion of sorts.
"Didn't know the ol' lady had it in her," Nabru said from behind Liridian. Nabru tried to sound flippant, but there was something in the tone that made it come out differently. (response?) > Shoving down the twinge of pain he knew he'd have to deal with later, > he approachded the nearest Security person he could find. > > "Permission to come aboard?" He asked. > > [reply?] Once they were cleared, Nabru continued. "So much for a vacation. Admiral t'Llhweiir's already got a new assignment for me." (response) Nabru ends ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~ | Randye Jones |) aka Adm. Carrhae t'Llhweiir and Adm. Candance Bedru /| Spacedock Role-Playing Game ( | ) [EMAIL PROTECTED] | Boldly goin' where no musician has gone before! _______________________________________________ Spacedock mailing list [EMAIL PROTECTED] http://scifi-rpgs.com/mailman/listinfo/spacedock_scifi-rpgs.com
