Wednesday January 7, 2004
Book 4: The Blackness Between — Part V: Backstabbing on the Fast Track


Jaksmouth: Voyt, are you done processing the wounded here?
Voyt: Almost, Colonel.
Voyt: We've still got a few partials, but without cloning gear, there's only so much I can do for them. Pongoryobi's the worst. He's in a jar until we hit port.
Voyt: The corpsman only bagged about 90% of Masterson. He's stable, but won't be able to return to active duty.
Masterson: Oh, sure, I can still fire my carbine. I just can't scratch my own
Kerchak: Too much information, Corporal.