Thursday October 8, 2015
Book 16: Big, Dumb Objects — Part II


NARRATOR: Six-point-one-one light-seconds away...

IAFA: We have cleared the comm-interdiction zone.

Messages sent.

Queued alert inbound from Colonel Menendez. He suspects a mole on the depot, and warns us of possible sabotage.

TAGON: That would have been nice to know earlier.

Anything else?

IAFA: I caught up on current events galaxy-wide. You'd be surprised how much you can miss in twenty minutes.

TAGON: I've been surprised enough today. Gimme a way to be surprising.