>> [OOC: sorry... been rather busy of late... playing catchup...] >(ooc: no prob.) > >> >The door slid open. Nabru walked in and smiled. "What's up?" she asked >> >as she straddled a chair and sat down. >> >> Steven smiled. "Hi, Nabru...Make yourself at home." >> >> He grinned to indicate he was teasing. >> >> "Not much is going on with me. I've been reassigned. Special >Operations, based out of Spacedock. >> Where are you headed after this?" > >"Don't know yet," Nabru replied. She leaned forward and crossed her arms >over the back of the chair, then rested her chin on them. "Maybe I'll take a >little vacation. Then again, with the attack on Spacedock, I don't think >anybody's getting time off." > >(ooc: since the storyline's moved on, don't guess there's much reason to >keep >this going.) [OOC: I will if you will. =)]
Steven nodded. "You're probably right. I've enjoyed working with you, though and hope we can stay in touch at the very least." Then, something dawned on him. He grinned. "Where are my manners? Would you like anything to eat or drink?" [reply?] Liridian out. The Truth is Out There. Trust No One. Deny Everything - The X-Files "If you call a politician a perfect, conniving, sneaking, plotting, two-faced, untrustworthy, lying low life, is that libelous or a compliment?" - "The Confused Philosopher"-Royal Canadian Air Farce-04 April 2003 Engineer-In-Training - BSEE 2003. Can Grad School be far behind? _______________________________________________ Spacedock mailing list [EMAIL PROTECTED] http://scifi-rpgs.com/mailman/listinfo/spacedock_scifi-rpgs.com
