> (ooc: i don't know about you, pete, but i have this image of a certain gm lying > in wait for the moment when things got out-of-hand...)
(ooc: guess he can't handle saccharin) >In the middle of their private moment, they were interrupted. >He stood up, "I'm sorry love...It looks like we have to go." >Candance rose as well and began sorting through the scattered uniforms on the >floor. As she handed Lorin's tunic to him, she replied, "It's not like this >hasn't happened before." Then she laughed. "I guess we'll have to continue > this discussion this evening." "Very true...and it won't be the last time either unfortunately." > "The first one home cooks dinner." Lorin got dressed and kissed his wife. He went to Feylan's office, "Reporting as requested, Admiral." _______________________________________________ Spacedock mailing list [EMAIL PROTECTED] http://scifi-rpgs.com/mailman/listinfo/spacedock_scifi-rpgs.com
