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From: "Terry Mixon"
>
> > > Shawn grinned. "Some of us are just born to have thier asses
> > > kicked. So, what do you prefer? Jez or Lysia?"
> >
> > "Well, since we're going to Mark and we're likely to meet my sister
> > and her whole circle of friends you may as well get used to calling
> > me Lysia." She grins and drums her nails on the hard plastic of a
> > workstation.
> >
> > "For some unknown reason my sister seems to think it is terribly,
> > terribly unrefined to have a 'Jezebel' in her family." She shrugs
> > a shoulder and winks, "God only knows why I mean I've been nothing
> > but a perfect little carbon copy."
>
> Shawn laughed.
>
> "I see. And after that we go back to Jez?"
"Either will work just fine."
Lysia / Jezebel looks about at the control room carefully. "What sort of
security precautions do we have to keep unwanted guests out of this room? I
mean if they really wanted in and we really wanted to keep them out?"
"A starship being a very highly portable source of liquid cash is there much
of a concern about hijackings?"
Lysia Jezebel David
