Remnants of the Earth
CORRESPONDENCE => Communication => Topic started by: Anonymous on April 16, 2008, 04:13:12 pm
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Another damned day.
We're at war, again, no one likes us. Pfft, makes no sense. Stupid outlanders.
I had some really nice Tea today. It was quite nice to sit in my office and enjoy it without the hussle and bustle of others.
A dragon died too, but we don't care about that. Now though, some pilot is gonna get all weepy and I'll have to kill him so there's quiet again.
It's tough to run this place somethings. I miss my old job.
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But what kind of tea was it?
I'm a chai chick, myself.
~ Kota
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Pshaw. Tea's overrated.
~Fala
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Tea is a drink of both elogance and refinery. Something that many pilots lack.
As is though, it seems I've irritated the subordinates. Hopefully, they will be quieter though, and not so much of a nuisance. If I can lower their libido next, it would be much more peaceful around here. I really must make sure that less individality is retained on next generation pilots.
Note to self as well, freeze Gabriel Tierney's credits until the beverage ban is complete, and place him under surveillance. He and Marshal are prime suspects to disobey this order.
Ah, life is frustrating with so many liabilities.
==Soren==