Oct. 18th, 2001 06:24 am
Oh, before I forget...
I had another run-in with the Third Way, over in the Eureka system of the Badlands cluster. The Mwari need pilots, since their battles with the Marauders have been decimating their ranks, and if our coalition is going to do any good, we need 500 of the best.
So anyway, I've been schleping around a lot of crap for the Third Way, and I've been putting up with their insults, but when I showed up last night, the bitch in charge at Eureka's System Administration Station said "Lower Caste person... just because you have aided us in the past does not grant you the right to be here. Leave."
That did it. I flipped my comm system on and let her have it. "Now just a damn minute," said I, "I'm done with this crap. I've been working my ass off to help you people, and I'm sick to death of your 'lower caste' insults. Now you have two choices -- I can go back to my allies and tell them to pull out of your space so you bigoted dirt farmers can just die out, or we can talk about how our two sides can work together to beat the Marauders. Now what's it going to be?" Or words to that effect. I think what I actually said was more pissy, but time has softened the memory. In any case, they decided to talk, and will be sending 100 pilots.
So lessee... 100 from them, 100 from the Firefrost system... 300 more to go.
Smith, get the PatCom fired up, we're going back out! And make sure you charge the Particle Beam Cannons this time!
So anyway, I've been schleping around a lot of crap for the Third Way, and I've been putting up with their insults, but when I showed up last night, the bitch in charge at Eureka's System Administration Station said "Lower Caste person... just because you have aided us in the past does not grant you the right to be here. Leave."
That did it. I flipped my comm system on and let her have it. "Now just a damn minute," said I, "I'm done with this crap. I've been working my ass off to help you people, and I'm sick to death of your 'lower caste' insults. Now you have two choices -- I can go back to my allies and tell them to pull out of your space so you bigoted dirt farmers can just die out, or we can talk about how our two sides can work together to beat the Marauders. Now what's it going to be?" Or words to that effect. I think what I actually said was more pissy, but time has softened the memory. In any case, they decided to talk, and will be sending 100 pilots.
So lessee... 100 from them, 100 from the Firefrost system... 300 more to go.
Smith, get the PatCom fired up, we're going back out! And make sure you charge the Particle Beam Cannons this time!
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