

Later . . .Juhani tried to focus on the hum of the starship engines. Their steady hum was just about the only harmonious thing for her senses to grasp at. Her sharp ears brought her the sounds of her crewmates running back and forth in final preparations, making last minute adjustments to armor and weapons. She could just barely make out Zaalbar's voice exchanging words with Mission, though she couldn´t make out the details. Her nostrils still detected the strange, pungent aroma that had infiltrated the ship on the Rakatan homeworld, mixed with the sickly sweet smell of gizka feces.Later . . .
Even all these distractions were better than what her
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Hey. How you doing?
thanks for the
kiss
v-chan
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~kiss kiss
>.< ... V-chan
"Nobody can go back and create a new beginning, but everybody can start today and create a new ending" [link]
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98% of dA isn't SPARTA
If you're part of the 2 percent that is, then put this in your sig. FOR TONIGHT WE DINE IN HELL.
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Straighten up your own act before whining about the world, or if thats too much wear a blindfold, zip your mouth, and live in a cave. ~Masamune Shiro "Major Motoko Kusanagi"
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