Sunday August 27, 2006
Book 8: The Sharp End of the Stick — Part I: Jeopardy

Transcript

Schlock: Hey Kevyn, you awake in there?
Petey: Don't tap on the glass, they hate that.
Kevyn: I'm alive?
Schlock: Yup. It was a close thing, though.
Schlock: I ripped your head off and shoved it in a nanny-bag, and we all took off running.
Kevyn: Nanny-bag? Where did you get one of those? All we had were flint flakes, spears, and stinky leather butt-flaps.
Petey: You're confusing your deaths, Commander.
Kevyn: Wait. . . I'm not being regenerated right now?
Petey: No, you're not. You are remembering the time you got regenerated aboard the Parrot's Dead.

I offered you soldier boosts and you declined. I've got all the latest ultra-classified Terran-specific body modifications on file.

Kevyn: So, if I'm not here where am I?
Petey: Lying on the forest floor, bleeding out, and wishing you'd taken me up on my offer.
Kevyn: Is it too late for me to -
Petey: Yes.