Sep 23, 2008 20:32
The more times I get sidetracked from my ultimate purpose the likelier it is for me to come up with more inventive tweaks to put in what I have now decided to call the Medusa Host.
Really, you'd think People would know better.
Led a supply train to Amber, they were almost there but Kincaid had been hurt so I filled in. Lots of big stuff. Some Weir shuffled about.
Had a drink.
Checked my messages. (Interesting one from Addison)
Having a rest then back out again.
The Ambassador I spoke with was rather enthusiastic with me before I left. i think anyway, it's hard to tell emotion when one doesn't have a face..and doesn't speak. He (I think it's a he. I am defaulting to he at the moment) indicated that he's sure that the Blue Bottle Commanders will be willing. Should be interesting.
supply trains,
medusa host,
swimming with jellies