[GM: The pictures mentioned below show many of the teammates that you've met having fun, drinking and dancing, including one of Shandra clearly in a wet t-shirt competition of some sort with Sudo and Saddik (the computer geek kid on the team) also getting soaked. There are also some people that you don't recognize. Both men and women, but one stands out to you as a duelist that you'd read about about a year ago. It's a woman. You remember her name being Sammi Reiss. She was a top duelist on the racing circuit.] Alex said: > "Do you guys get a chance to go out a lot?" he asked, stepping into the > room, looking around for an available seat. "Is it cool if I sit down > somewhere?" "Sure, we do. At least, in between races. Sitting up on the edge of her bed, Shandra rocked back and forth, almost playfully. "Though, things have been pretty low key for the past couple of Seasons. After Sammi died on the track, it shook the team up pretty hard." Shandra's countenance took on a deep sadness that she seemed to quickly get over. With a smile, she gestured at the nearby bed. "Sit down." She then rolled back and grabbed a PDA off her shelf, manipulated its interface and tossed the device at Chance. "Here's some pictures of our last big bash." Shandra looked down, her face looking forlorn for a moment. She then looked back up at Chance. "I mean, the last one before the incident at the Sand Stone a week and a half ago." [...] ************************** Dennis D. Kirkpatrick dkirkpat@xxxxxxxxxxxxx http://www.bluething.org ----------------------------------------------------------------------- This message brought to you by the HG-PBEM "OVERDRIVE" mailing list. http://www.bluething.org/overdrive/