Friday January 30, 2004
Book 4: The Blackness Between — Part V: Backstabbing on the Fast Track


Pibald: Commander Andreyasn, Sir! The Lieutenant said you were looking for medical experience.
Kevyn: Do you have some, Corporal Pibald?
Pibald: Sir, yes Sir! Lots, Sir! I can perform a brain transplant with nothing but safety scissors and a drinking straw.
Kevyn: Pi, you haven't taken your medication today, have you?
Pibald: Lieutenant Shodan says that my megalomania gives our platoon an edge in combat, Sir.
Kevyn: Fine. But you won't be performing any brain transplants.