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From: Greg S
> > > Krikor sees Sharda sitting there, looking a bit
> > > lost. "Wanna come?" He broadens the question to
> > > everyone else, if they're interested. "Anyone?
> > > May as well..."
"Pass," Desdaemona says her accent thicker than before
and a hint of barely concealed distain in her voice,
"Am sure his Lordship does not need unwashed masses
following him abouts."
> > Paris glanced at him and gave him one of her tired
> > smiles. "I'll go open the /Akus/...Captain," she
> > said, "and I'll get at everything we discussed-and
> > see what we can get ordered."
"Good," the lean redhead says with a smile, "Gots plenty
of work to do, when was last time this thing flew?"
> "Thanks. There will be time to relax in the not
> distant future, I am sure of it."
Des
