Wednesday 17 September 2003

Der Trihs: I'm five-by-five on the terapedo acquisition net. No hostiles, no targets, negative threat, sir.

Tagon: Confirmed, Lieutenant commander.

Der Trihs: That insertion had a whole lot of music for all the dancing we're doing. It's dead out here.

Tagon: If I didn't know better, I'd think I just heard a tank officer complain about being bored.

Der Trihs: Hey, that insertion was fun! Let's do it again, only this time with even less shooting! And then we can all take naps!

Tagon: Much better, Der Trihs. We'll keep your head out of the jar for at least a little longer, I think.