Well, no -- of course not :: not with the megaphones and the like being widely used.
All right, then :: Can you *see* me ?
I'm the white-faced one in the third vault down. Come on, oh Exalted One -- So things aren't going as well as we might have hoped. It's Not My Fault.
All right then :: Yes, it is, but I Never Meant for it to go This Far. Apparently somewhere down the turnpike someone inflated my "The Heresiarch might be interested :: what's it worth for me to mention it to him ??" into "The Exalted Heresiarch totally agrees with you but he daren't say it himself so will you do it for him ?"
I'm also hungry, because they didn't fit a food-dispenser into any of these burial vaults, and my face is currently just a little well-known to a particularly militant sect of individuals who plan on barbecuing me in public and in one piece before formally and sacramentally eating my medium-rare remains.
Look, just get the smallship, and let's get out of here. We can chalk this one up to experience, and work out a story while we're headfing back to the homeship. Something about Giant Space Hamsters eating the planet while we weren't looking.
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Date: 2006-02-23 08:00 am (UTC)Well, no -- of course not :: not with the megaphones and the like being widely used.
All right, then :: Can you *see* me ?
I'm the white-faced one in the third vault down.
Come on, oh Exalted One -- So things aren't going as well as we might have hoped. It's Not My Fault.
All right then :: Yes, it is, but I Never Meant for it to go This Far. Apparently somewhere down the turnpike someone inflated my "The Heresiarch might be interested :: what's it worth for me to mention it to him ??" into "The Exalted Heresiarch totally agrees with you but he daren't say it himself so will you do it for him ?"
I'm also hungry, because they didn't fit a food-dispenser into any of these burial vaults, and my face is currently just a little well-known to a particularly militant sect of individuals who plan on barbecuing me in public and in one piece before formally and sacramentally eating my medium-rare remains.
Look, just get the smallship, and let's get out of here. We can chalk this one up to experience, and work out a story while we're headfing back to the homeship. Something about Giant Space Hamsters eating the planet while we weren't looking.