> "Your love for Samuel knows no bounds, my love." > > With a exaggerated sigh, "Arise, my beloved human. Let us eat. I would not > have you starved for food." > > "Nor for anything else, it would seem," he teased her, his fingers loathe to > come out of her hair. But finally, they did. He made her a quick but > complete breakfast, and served it on the outside deck, where they could > commune with nature for a few mintes before she headed back to the artificial > environment of Spacedock. "Samuel doing okay?" he asked her, more than > simply concerned from a doctor's point of view."
"He is as well as he could be. He has promised to take a few days away for some rest starting today." She was silent for a moment. "I may not be able to get away like this again until he returns." (response) "Matthew, if you decide to retire, I will leave as well." This was not a threat but a simple statement of fact. (response) t'Llhweiir 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
