>The girls thoughts drifted and her voice quieted. "But out here...on my >own...I feel a little exposed...without all the security. I'm sure that >the >Colonels security is okay but they haven't really performed so well >recently. Before we joined the Redliners, Terry, Rhogen and I were just a >small team with one gear and we were beneath everyones notice. Since we >joined the Redliners we've been shot at almost every day. How can people >live like this? How do you handle this?" "Right now I'm just trying to keep my head down and focus on the race. Beggars can't be choosers, you know? If I perform well in the next few races I'll have a lot more options open to me, including the possibility of being recruited by another team. But for the time being I figure I've got to put up with working under conditions that I'm not used to, make some comprimises." > > Shamus paused. "Why don't we sit down and get a drink? I want to get >off > > this damn dance floor." > >"You're just pacing yourself to dance with the next hottie." Keavy teased >as she took his arm. She wasn't going to let some negative thoughts ruin >this evening. "Lead on then good Sir. Dancing with Keavy wasn't so bad >now, was it?" "The company was OK, but I could've done without the dancing part," said Shamus with a self-deprecating grin. He shouldered his way to the bar and ordered a glass of the vilest Wounder rotgut available. "Looks like the famous 'actor' is having a hot tub party. I won't keep you here if you want to go." _________________________________________________________________ Help protect your PC. Get a FREE computer virus scan online from McAfee. http://clinic.mcafee.com/clinic/ibuy/campaign.asp?cid=3963 ----------------------------------------------------------------------- This message brought to you by the HG-PBEM "OVERDRIVE" mailing list. http://www.bluething.org/overdrive/