Subject: Grail - The Great Brightness' - `Prelude to First Contact'
<<Stardate: 47307.29- 22:40>>
<<Deck 13>>
Epic almost stopped the turbolift when he saw the rage in Athalya
Anne Brinn's eyes as the doors closed. What the Hades was she mad about
NOW? Was supporting her once again treating her like a weakling? She was
worse than a Klingon. And he knew whereof he spoke.
=^=Firespray to the Captain.=^= Damn! Couldn't he at least get the
few seconds it took to get to the Shuttle Bay unmolested? If it wasn't
one pain in the ass, it was another. He was peripherally aware that his
was the burden that all Captains must bear. But most Captains had a crew
who at least tried to cooperate. Not him, though. No. `Daddy' left him a
nice basket of cobras to play with.
`Thanks you rotten son of a bitch.', he hissed to his fathers
spirit. `Burn in Hades.'
=^=Sir, I'm enroute to Shuttle Bay 2. I can help. The Torrilion
Empire are friendly to Alterians.=^
Epic nodded in weariness. He really needed at least one good nights
sleep. "Thank you, Ambassador. I will await you on Deck 13. Terrakian
out."
Maybe after the Counselor was done with this Torrilion, she could
spare him a little time. The weight on Epics chest these days was
becoming unbearable. If he didn't throw some of it off soon, he would
suffocate.
Or explode.