Thursday April 1, 2004
Book 5: The Scrapyard of Insufferable Arrogance
Part I: Hand to Mouth


Benninyninji:Five hours... I guess that'll be okay. The mob is still a day out.
Tagon:I said five hours until we reach orbit. Insertion will take just a little longer.
Benninyninji:Eeeew. Insertion of What?
Tagon:Troops. Insertion of troops. You know, Soldiers?
Tagon:We have to insert my soldiers into your
Benninyninji:You people are sick, do you know that? Sick!