Sep 21, 2005 21:01
Major Graff, shaper of children, would-be-savior of the planet Earth is troubled. His face does not show it, his strong features are soldier smooth. He opens a door to his office steps in, closes the door then looks up to find.... What? A bar...?
Major Graff is confused.
peter wiggin,
petra arkanian,
bonzo madrid,
valentine wiggin-skywalker
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"Colonel Graff. Sir."
Let's just say that the tone is...well, not quite respectful.
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"You are dead." This was a dream. This boy was -dead-.
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oO(This has to be a dream...)Oo
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oO(What is this? First I let a boy die and now I dream about a bar?)Oo
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Not one to resist something interesting and new, he approachs, barely containing his smirk. "Well, hello there."
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