Jag has found half a dozen chairs and placed them in a group at the back of the room. The sims themselves are empty at the moment-- he came in earlier to run any interlopers off, with the promise that they could come back after the briefing
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He waits for the inevitable noises of protest to die away, then continues.
"First, squadron uniforms. Major Janson has already handed out your patches-- some of you have already put them on your current uniforms, so think of this as just a reminder for the rest of you."
He continues. "Second: since we have no ships and no missions, I am going to improvise. All members of the squadron will be obligated to complete no less than four hours on the sims for every week they spend in the Bar. Those who return to their own universe must leave a note saying when they're leaving if they wish to be excused from sim requirements."
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No, he hasn't actually picked anyone for that position yet. He will, though.
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"Oh, kriff off, Zekk!"
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"Leave that out of this," he interrupts angrily.
"Then leave Jag alone!"
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"Missed."
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Unknowingly, Jaina starts to click too, glaring at Zekk.
"What the-"
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"Sithspawn, we didn't-"
"Yes you kriffing did!"
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But they both silent up anyway.
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"It would be nice to be able to leave." Biggs leans over and mutters to Wes. "Kriffit, there's no -way- I can get out of that. Kriffing being stuck. And who does the kid think he is, makin' rules. This is the end of the universe. One would think that rules are a bit superfluous."
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