Saturday February 5, 2005
Kevyn:Ennesby, take the tanks and the VDA and give us a few light-minutes of perimeter.
Kevyn:Elf, Legs, and Shep, you're with me. Der Trihs, spread the rest of the company out by squads.
Kevyn:See, Gav, this time I'm bringing my bodyguards along. I'm not going to be held hostage by some dangerous military faction.
Gavclones:Um, yeah. I think right now you guys are the only dangerous military faction on the station.
Kevyn:It's almost relaxing.
Gavclones:Is that what you call this pit in my stomach?