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Date Posted: 22:25:19 08/02/01 Thu
Author: Lieutenant Junior Grade Grey
Subject: "Shows how much my promotion was just a name..."

"I still can't believe Cap Magnum just dissed me like that! I thought Chris' old CO was cold, but Magnum used to be friendlier...ah, stow it Grey. He had more important things on his mind at the time...can't beat myself up the way Braddock does.

Thing is, that used to be Deb's job...telling me when I drank too much, or...damn..."

Thoughts of deceased SP Boardhopper crewmen and his ex-girlfriend, Dr. Deborah Reed gave Justin Grey pause. He had taken off again so soon after the WR@ catastrophe mostly to forget, to be distracted. So much had happened, with her leaving him for another man, a doctor no one knew anything about! Justin still had a hard time sorting out the reality of the wedge that had separated them. They had problems certainly, her with her career and his pilot duties keeping him away from her more often than not. But though he never voiced it, someday he would try and settle, and he always hoped she'd be there. Her marrying another man was unreal enough; the 'man' being a pretender shell for the diabolical plastorganic ubermonkey mastermind TM II BoGoŽ was impossible! Considering the illusions the WR@ witch W@NDA put him through, it was a wonder Justin could make sense of what little he DID recall of the last month. There was a lot of crazy talk of spirits and angels, and he wondered why the name 'Nathaniel' kept buzzing around his head.

""It'd be a good name for a son," he thought somberly, ""If Deb and I could ever sit down, work things out, and settle down..."

Justin sighed, and then wondered if he wasn't in the midst of a WR@ illusion now. A middle-aged man clad in sleeveless robes, tied with a sash, was fast approaching, looking frantic. He had what appeared to be a scroll tucked in his sash. Justin kept a hand near his sidearm just incase, and mused over this latest development.

""Ask and ye shall recieve.

Looks like someone's paying attention to me after all..."

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