11 Jul
2001
11 Jul
'01
5:03 p.m.
Alison wrote:
<I think he has a go at seducing Jenna in orbit around Cygnus Alpha ('Let's ditch the loser and you and me go explore the galaxy, baby.') but she rebuffs him.>
Now, imagine Jenna in her final moments, in a badly damaged vessel, surrounded by a squadron of gunships, the Feds about to dock and arrest her... If only I'd said yes, I could have owned the greatest ship in the galaxy, half of that treasure room, that big-nosed Avon to top up (and you know the popular belief concerning noses)... What more could a free trader desire. Instead, here I am... And then she hits the self-destruct.
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