"I am not really sure. My father was a diplomat and my mother a singer. Not really the type of family that would be expected to spawn a Fleeter, but all of us kids ended up in the service, though not all in the same field," said Daphne as she waited for the hostess to finish with the party in front of them. "My father didn't mind that I chose Intell to specialize."
"How many sssiblingss do you have?" she asked, eyeing the restaurant. Although she ate mostly vegetables, the scents of cooking meat were starting to make her salivate. "I am the oldest. Then there is LA in Security, Ariel, who is also in Security, and the baby Gabe, who is in sciences." Tr'Lawsh looked at her oddly, then realization dawned on her. "Ahh, I forrrgot. Humansss rrrarrely have morrre than one baby at a time. I thought you werrre talking about sssome ssstrrrange hierrrarrchy amongsst yourrr litterrrmatess." (resp?) "I had two litterrrmatesss, both brrrotherrss. One isss dead now. We werrre ourrr motherrr's firrrst litterrr, although I have two youngerrr sssiblingsss frrrom the sssecond litterrr, a brrrotherrr and a sisterrr. Of them all, I'm the only one who went into the militarrry. They think I'm crrrazy, but that'sss theirrr prrroblem." (resp?) _______________________________________________ Spacedock mailing list [EMAIL PROTECTED] http://scifi-rpgs.com/mailman/listinfo/spacedock_scifi-rpgs.com
