Thursday November 20, 2003
Book 4: The Blackness Between — Part IV: A Little First Contact


Kerchak: Elf, I'm glad you're alive, but you need to undress. Now.
Elf: Chelle told me about it. I'm not undressing.
Elf: My suit power is depleted. Whatever blew up my tank isn't interested in me anymore.
Elf: Besides, this uniform gives me plenty of protection against the spears coming up the hill.
Kerchak: Elf, you might be putting us all in danger.
Elf: Oh, and if I have to stand my ground with no feet, I'm not gonna do it unarmed.
Kerchak: Ooh. Can I borrow that?