Tuesday May 20, 2003
Jevee Ceeta:So you sent a nasty-gram to General Xinchub via his detonator codes?
Jevee Ceeta:What did you say, exactly?
Ennesby:Let's just say I was pretty nasty, okay?
Jevee Ceeta:I've been in the military for twenty-five years, Ennesby. There's nothing you can teach me about nasty messages.
Ennesby:Fine. I've forwarded it to you for your expert critique.
Tagon:I see you've just been exposed to Ennesby's weapons-grade vocabulary.
Jevee Ceeta:My stomach is in my throat right now. It's trying to spit acid on the parts of my brain that remember reading his message.