Wednesday 7 July 2004

Tagon: Our target is here, on Blintjun-Lapi. The nearest proper city is 720 kilometers away.

Ennesby: I've got VDA units assembling hi-res images now, captain.

Ennesby: So far it looks like one of those places where the people have too many words for snow, and no word for deciduous foliage.

Tagon: Lieutenant, Schlock's squad better have their helmets up and heaters on at all times.

Tagon: And you don't have a uniform. Is this going to pose a problem?

Schlock: I hate snow. It makes my nether bits go all brittle.