Re: How Did You Feel When You Learned The Truth?
Starr: (turns around)
Mico...
(looks at George)
George... you boys ready?
Mico: (stands up)
Yes, Commander.
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Starr: (turns around)
Mico...
(looks at George)
George... you boys ready?
Mico: (stands up)
Yes, Commander.
George: We are always, ready. Except when we sleep, afcourse. (smiles)
Starr: Well, Mico... you got that new design Mort gave you?
Mico: Down to the 'freshers, Commander.
Starr: Good. We'll go with that one.
Mico: Yes, ma'am!
(heads off towards the hanger)
Starr: (turns around and begins to give order to the Honor Guard that stood beside her when she first spoke to Sortilegus)
(the Honor Guard glares at George)
logan: change up
(dragons breathe fire again)
sonia: why did you do that?
logan: we can't let them be constantly exposed to it. how do you think the human body got immune to the common cold?
George: (looks back at the Honor Guard) What?
Starr: (snaps her fingers)
(the Honor Guard goes back to paying attention to Starr)
logan: we need to keep them on edge. don't let them get comfortable. ready the wiwa progaram.
locke: ready when you are, sir.
George: (looks around)
locke: sir i have five scout sniper scopes on george!
logan: no. i will deal with him and his little puppy love mate later.
locke: should we fire the wiwa program sir?
logan: not yet.
Starr: Maioribus should be here any minute... when he arrives I want you to make a clear path for the Insigniter to the capital ship. Understood?
Honor Guard: Yes, ma'am.
George: (pics up a pencil from the floor)
(the Honor Guard and Starr exchange a warrior's handshake)
Starr: (approachs George)
Let's go.
George: (puts the pencil in his pocket and follows Starr)
(when they arrive at the hanger a medium sized , heavy-artilleried battleship is docked in front of them)
Mico: Let's go!
(laughs)
George: Nice... (whistles)
Mico: Thanks.
Starr: Let's load up.
Mico: Right.
(lowers the loading ramp)
George: Ehh... Where are we going?
Mico: (appears as an A.I. human)
Our station outside Malachor II.
Starr: (begins to look around) Nice job...
Mico: Thank you, Commander.
George: Ehh... Starr? I wanted to suggest a promotion for Mico. (smiles)
Starr: Yeah?
Mico: (looks at George comfused)