Wednesday 19 November 2008

Kevyn: Thurl, Ennesby. . . Start sniffing around the quantum Swiss-cheese Credomar calls a network.

Kevyn: Somebody supplied these "Southies" with anti-matter. It's the same flavor we tasted in those missiles.

Lota: Were those the same missiles that precipitated a tank chassis' conversion into Lota?

Kevyn: Congratulations, Para! Your robot can add two and two.

Lota: Those making this antimatter are worthy of both gratitude and vengeance from Lota.

Kevyn: Also, it's having an existential moment.