Wednesday March 24, 2004
Book 5: The Scrapyard of Insufferable Arrogance — Part I: Hand to Mouth


Breya: What I really need is a way to get the Athens back in fighting trim. That'll take money I don't have, though.
Tagon: So go earn some. You've got a cadre of highly-trained U.N.S. Marines at your disposal. You ought to be able to find work.
Breya: As mercenaries? Are you suggesting that I hire Earth's Finest out as common thugs?
Tagon: You and I both know you're hanging around my company so you can sponge work off of us the minute a job comes around.
Breya: Well, I know that, but you weren't supposed to.