Tuesday May 20, 2008
Book 10: The Longshoreman of the Apocalypse — Part I: Wet Feet


TAG: Captain, Southport is. . . cluttered. There are three ships berthed, but they appear to have been gutted and stripped. There is one heavy-weapon energy signature present, but it is fuzzy.

All Northport docks are clear, but there are two forces of uniformed men present, armed with light weapons.

Captain Tagon: Northport, then. If they can put uniforms together, they constitute authority.
TAG: Are you sure, Captain? I'm five nines of certain I can lance that Southport weapon cleanly.
Captain Tagon: Oh, okay. Take the shot, and then we'll go talk with the nice soldiers in Northport.