Re: Challenge Match
The vidscreen startled Lord Ithis from his light sleep. Springing to an upright position in his Grav-bed, he rubbed his eyes clear of dreariness to reveal the image of Lord Chane already deep into remarks.
"...immediately, ...reckless behavior unbecoming...and...dauntless indescretions warranting only disgust and removal!"
"What tha...?" Ithis gave in to conscieneness.
"Are you awake Lord Ithis?" Chane's voice echoed through the chamber.
"Mildly so, Commander." Ithis adjusted himself to the light flowing from the vidscreen. "He's an ugly cuss!" he thought.
Fifteen KaRellan time sectors passed as Lord Chane pursued his, seemingly, unending tirade on war plans. When an appropriate pause occurred, Ithis mumbled an obligatory response.
"Noted!"
The room returned to an ambient glow that invited sleep as Lord Ithis rolled on his side, scooped up his stuffed starship sleep toy, and talked himself to sleep...
"Why oh WHY did I ally with such a tempermental sort of person?"
[ April 26, 2003, 11:17: Message edited by: Slynky ]
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ALLIANCE, n. In international politics, the union of two thieves who have their hands so deeply inserted in each other's pocket that they cannot separately plunder a third. (Ambrose Bierce)
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