Thursday May 15, 2008
Note: 'Chelle's landing of her damaged tank was almost exactly like a first kiss: soft, tentative, and kind of clumsy. We could extend the metaphor a bit, and point out that TAG observed the whole thing like an anxious father sitting where he could peek out at the front porch, but that would start to get a little creepy.
Book 10: The Longshoreman of the Apocalypse
Part I: Wet Feet


Kevyn:Welcome back, Ensign. It looks like it really did get hot out there.
'Chelle:Ummm. . . Hi, Commander, I thought you were off shift?
Kevyn:I was. You woke me up.
'Chelle:I brought her in as soft as a first kiss, sir. There's no way you heard me land. Not even if you were sleeping right here in the bay.
Kevyn:My bedside alarm goes off anytime the word "antimatter" is used on the ship's comms.
Elf:Not anymore.