Tuesday July 17, 2012
Book 13: Random Access Memorabilia — Part II: Write


ELF: You've got medical training, right?  We're down to zero non-quarantined medics.

EBBY: I learned anatomy so I could hurt people.  We're better off tapping one of the Gavs.

ELF: They all have those retro-exo-nannies in 'em.  I'm not going to let them into these barracks, let alone touch my people.

EBBY: Could they advise?

THURL: The medically-trained Gavs were all over in Medical, where they're now either undead or ash.

ELF: Our health plan is starting to look a lot like "jump in the nearest cryokit and wait for payday."