----- Original Message ----- 
From: "Terry Mixon" 

> >> Shawn looked back from the fridge.
> >>
> >> "What? Did I miss something?"
> >
> >Lysia has dug a sight mount out of her coveralls pocket and is loosening
it
> >off with an allan wrench.
> >
> >"Mmm...  Tough crowd, letter to post, sedated...  No,"  She shrugs wiping
> >the mount channels on a fold in her coveralls, "I think I pretty much
> >covered it all."
>
> Shawn grinned.
>
> "You know how self centered we all are."
>
> Shawn got a beersii and whatever drink Ilane wanted befo sitting down.

Lysia shakes her head with a smile, "I was certain," she says seriously,
"when I was shanghied for this crew I was garanteed the only self-centered
postion aboard."

She rubs her right cheek with her knuckles and leaves a big black mark on
her face.

"You a leftie or a rightie Shawn?"  Lysia asks as she slides a laser sight
into the mounting bracket and begins to tighten the auto-zero screws.

She's not really paying attention to the people at the table but seems more
focused on the weapon in her hands.

Lysia