I know this has nothing to do with the content/purpose of the site...

I know that there might be some of you that either don't care, can't stand the sport, or even hate the team...

This, however, is a huge deal for me.

Tillie paused long enough on the way to the shower to scrounge up something clean to wear out of the carrier. The clothes she wore were only fit for an incinerator as far as she was concerned. Now that the work was over for the moment, getting clean all but consumed her mind and heart. She'd have to forego undergarments, but it wouldn't be the first time and the thought of Paladin realizing she wasn't going to wear any brought that pixieish grin to her face.

No government in its right mind gives in to the demands of terrorists. Vesitia's Imperial Resistance Movement had delivered a message which under any other circumstances would have been soundly ignored. However, the unintended consequences in the aftermath had subtly changed the balance of power in the discussions between Aldeborahnn's ambassador and the Vesitian Secretary for Interplanetary Treaties and Relations -- and not in ways favorable to the aims of the IRM.

"Goddamn it. Why the hell am I doing this?" Paul muttered to no-one in particular because he was on his own and no-one else was nearby.

He was stood in the shadows leaning against a wall at the entrance to an alley way, looking out along an empty street. He'd been there a few minutes, taking a moment to catch his breath and to "survey his surroundings" or whatever they called it. Glancing down at his watch, Paul noted that it was almost 11:30 at night. He'd give it another half an hour and then "retire back to base" and into his comfortable bed.

Sati stopped in the doorway of the rocket shop and breathed in the smell of the place. She sometimes thought it was strange how that always made her feel more centered and in control. As she looked around, trying to decide where to start, she heard footsteps behind her. In a split second she remembered Paladin's advice on traveling alone and realized that she had been the first to disregard his orders.

Spinning with her bionic arm outstretched, she turned to face her would-be attacker. She relaxed however and breathed a sigh of relief when it turned out to be Paladin.

Hermes engines began to scream as TA stepped out of the shower. “We are cleared by Midgard Control for approach on corridor four on top,” the AI told TA. The ship had rotated and was now decelerating as it passed by Midgard's moon and began its ‘final approach’ to the planet. Midgard and it environs, the star systems Rigel Kentaurus A and B, were the busiest in the Terran Empire.

The one-eyed man quaffed the last dregs of the bitter draft and gingerly put down the empty cup onto the oaken table in front of him, his hand shaking as he did. His fabled strength was, unfortunately, not what it used to be. Oh, his muscles still held some potency but the smaller, slower movements vexed him. Even walking posed a problem or two nowadays.

But he had to come here today. Although some might say that they would have to travel a great distance, they would be here today. He would see his beloved friends again.

The dead of night. Habitually, this was Tillie's time to be active. A decade of habit was hard to change. So, after food, a shower and a few hours worth of sleep, she was up and active again. Thanks to Sati's genius with the housecleaning droid, you could actually walk around Ray's place without risking a fall.

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“What do you mean there's nothing more you can do?” David demanded loudly. The doctor flinched slightly and sighed.

It was a beautiful day. Perfect for a good hunt. Or gathering the sweet and tangy wildberry. Better yet, for marching against barbaric Human and Dolfanc who dared to encroach on the plains of the Choshu Nation. Instead, Min'Hóroniôn found himself on perimeter watch.