>At that point, Matsuo Luong, one of the young crew, stepped up >behind Shamus. "We'll get your Iggy fixed up for you, Mr. Rodriguez. >Felicity and Luc are the best I've seen, and Chico is out procuring the >weapon systems that you requested." He paused. "Plus, nobody's >saying you have to mingle with the GRELs. Prophet knows, I don't." Regaining his compsure, Shamus shrugged stiffly. "I don't know. Maybe I was too hard on the kid, he probably wasn't yet school-aged when the War got underway. It just burns me up, though. People say 'forgive and forget,' but how can you make nice with someone who was designed to kill you? And who is just waiting for the order to take up arms against you again?" Shamus shook his head sharply, as if clearing his mind. "Enough complaining; all that's beside the point," he mumbled to himself, running his callused hands over his shaved scalp. He clapped Luong on the shoulder. "You have a fine team --even the kid-- and I'm confident that you will get this runty Southern piece of dawg crap up and running in no time. These are just temporary setbacks that we've just got to work through..." _________________________________________________________________ MSN 8 with e-mail virus protection service: 2 months FREE* http://join.msn.com/?page=features/virus ----------------------------------------------------------------------- This message brought to you by the HG-PBEM "OVERDRIVE" mailing list. http://www.bluething.org/overdrive/