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      CRITICAL ANNOUNCEMENT - THE FATE OF ASVS IS EFFECTED BY THIS DEVELOPMENT   03/02/2018

      The Orville >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>> ad infinium >>>>>>> ST: Discovery (aka Star Trek: PTSD) and Tilly is still a meme character. Carry on.
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      Memorial Announcement for Gear of Troll Kingdom   04/02/2018

      As far as I'm aware he wasn't a member but some members of this board crossed over. Khas has told me he died of cancer, and regardless what community he will be missed.
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      PLEASE READ - tagging me on Facebook and my retirement   04/09/2018

      It has come to my attention that I'm being tagged on Facebook posts by members of ASVS including the administration and moderatorship here. As I use that Facebook profile strictly for professional development...I have to request that you guys stop. I'm not kidding when I say it might become a serious liability, especially since I work in an industry extremely sensitive to things we joke about here. And with that, it has also come to my attention that the entire Commander RayCav persona has also become a liability towards my continued professional development - and so as of this moment I've decided to permanently retire it. I'm shutting this account down and I'm surrendering all moderatorship and administratorship responsibilities and privileges. I'll reregister under a new name as a regular member.

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  1. Fluidus Potentia Evangelion (FPE Re-Write)

    Chapter Two Rand and Misato continued walking up the dirt road, taking them further and further from the village of Emond’s Field. As they trekked onwards toward his house, Rand – clearly curious about exactly what the Star League would want with him of all people – started asking Misato questions. “You said that you work for a ‘unique’ branch of the Star League military. Well, what’s its name? And more importantly, what does it do?” Misato smiled slightly, anticipating questions that Rand would have questions like this. “Well, I can’t tell you TOO much out here. But I can say that we’re called Nerv, and that we deal with various threats that the rest of the galaxy doesn’t even know about. Mostly involving various hostile aliens, or arcane matters that even the Asha’man can’t handle on their own.” Rand’s eyes widened at that particular statement. The Asha’man were human Channelers – people who could tap into a mysterious energy field known only as the One Power to perform feats that could easily be described as magic. Setting fires, conjuring storms, triggering earthquakes, and more were all abilities these men and women had at their disposal. His own world had its own organization of Channelers, the all-female Aes Sedai, but they used their powers almost solely for civilian purposes. The Asha’man, on the other hand, were solidly a military organization, as much as Starfleet, the MACOs, the Starfighter Corps, the Space Wolves and other so-called “Elemental” super-soldiers, and so on. “And… I take it that ‘hostile aliens’ doesn’t mean some slightly overeager Ferengi?” Rand asked jokingly. Misato laughed. “You’re right about that.” she said. “Tell me, aside from the Ferengi, how many non-human people have you met?” “Honestly… none.” Rand replied. “I’ve heard stories though, but a lot of them were probably exaggerated. Even so, I’ve always wanted to meet an Ogier.” Rand spoke of the race of tufted-eared giants, half again as tall as a human, who inhabited some of his homeworld’s more isolated regions. Misato nodded at his response. “Well, to give you a list of some of the alien races humanity has encountered, not counting the Ferengi, Ogier, or Trollocs – assuming you could call a human-animal hybrid an ‘alien’ – we’ve made official contact with the…” Misato took in a deep breath, knowing that even a ‘short’ list of known alien races would be a long one. “Klingons, Cardassians, Jaffa, Oranians, Unas, Bajorans, Asgard, Caitians, Nausicaans, Breen, Goa’uld, To’kra, Tau, Kroot, Vespid, Tholians, and…” Misato shuddered, as if recalling a particularly unpleasant memory. “Pakleds. And there are certainly even more out there. Some of these alien races are on good terms with humanity. Others, not so much. But even the ones on that list that hate our guts don’t concern Nerv.” Rand blinked, feeling a little bit uneasy. “They aren’t?” he asked, raising an eyebrow. “Nope.” Misato replied. “Because unfortunately, Nerv has bigger fish to fry. Like the Undine.” “Undine?” Rand asked, his feeling of unease only growing. “I’ll have to tell you more about them when we get to your home.” Misato said, narrowing her eyes. And the rest of those ‘bigger fish’ after you’ve been brought to Nerv-HQ. The Angels, along with whatever else in the Dead Sea Scrolls ends up being true. “Security reasons, you know. Can’t have any unwanted guests listening in.” Misato shook her head, and seemed to instantly regain her former perkiness. “So, how long is it to your home, anyway?” she asked. Rand, thoroughly disturbed both by the thought of aliens who not even Starfleet would deal with, and by the implications of Misato’s mentioning of “unwanted guests”, stumbled for a few seconds before he could answer her question. “Not far. Just a few hundred feet up that way. Ah, there it is!” As Rand said this, Misato squinted her eyes again, trying to get a better view in the glare of the afternoon sun. After roughly half a second, she saw it. A solitary farmhouse, resting on the edge of the forest known to the locals as the Westwood. In the fields around the house, a herd of sheep grazed, ignoring everything aside from the grass. A small apple orchard stood slightly closer to the house, while multiple rows of tobacco plants growing directly up against one of the walls soaked in the bright autumn sunlight. A single chestnut brown horse galloped around the field, with not a care in the world. Misato smiled at the sight, which reminded her of the countless picture books she’d had as a child. “Like stepping right into a painting.” she said, savoring the view. Taking a deep breath, Misato began walking forward again. “Now then, let’s get inside. We’ve got business to take care of.” ************************************************************************************************************************************************************************************** As they opened the door and stepped inside, Misato got a good look at the place Rand called home. A table surrounded by four chairs stood in the middle of a room with a dirt floor. On top of the table lay some simple food – a loaf of bread, a wedge of cheese, some links of sausage, and a bowl full of apples. Next to the table sat several large bottles, the smell emanating from them revealing their contents to be home-made hard cider. Towards the window on the opposite side of the house, Misato noticed a still, surrounded by bottles of what she assumed to be apple brandy. Misato turned her head to face the fireplace and the shelf above it, on which rested three weapons. The first was a sword encased in a black scabbard, upon which a bronze heron was displayed. The second was a longbow, whose quiver full of arrows hung from a hook on the side of the shelf. The third, to her surprise, was seemingly the only piece of modern technology in the whole house – a plasma rifle, along with its power packs, almost certainly purchased from a Ferengi trader. Continuing her scan around the interior of Rand’s house, Misato found a step ladder that lead up through the ceiling to a second floor, a level whose contents she could only speculate, but guessed that it was either a bedroom or attic. Place is a lot nicer than I thought it’d be. Misato thought. At least, it’s neater than my own apartment. "Nice place you got." Misato said, finally voicing her thoughts. “You live here by yourself?” “No.” Rand replied. “Still live with my father. Someone has to help him ever since my mother died.” “Oh. I’m sorry.” Misato said. “Don’t be. She died eleven years ago.” Rand looked around the house, searching for his father. “Dad?” He called out. “DAD!?” “Hang on…” came a voice from upstairs. A few seconds later, the voice’s owner – Tamlin “Tam” al’Thor – climbed down the ladder linking the first and second floors of the small farmhouse. The large, gray-haired man straightened his shirt before facing his son. “Yes, Rand?” “We’ve got a guest from the Star League military. Dad… this is Colonel Katsu…. Katsur…” “Katsuragi.” Misato said. “Lieutenant Colonel Misato Katsuragi.” She extended her hand out to Tam. The middle-aged farmer extended his own hand and gave Misato’s a hearty shake. “So!” He said, letting go. “What brings a colonel to our humble little village? Looking for troops?” “Something like that…” Misato began, reaching into one of her coat pockets. “Well, more like a single troop. Specifically, Rand.” Rand and Tam exchanged a confused look. Misato sighed. She pulled out a small device from the pocket in question, and placed it on the table. “What I’m about to say is highly classified. It does not, I repeat, does NOT leave this house, understood?” Rand and Tam both nodded. “Computer.” Misato began. “Display all available data on the Undine. Authorization: Katsuragi Four-Seven Alpha Tango.” “Stand by for Retinal Scan.” the feminine, computerized voice said. A beam of light shot out of the small device, beginning the process of mapping the blood vessels of Misato’s left eye. As the blood vessels were scanned, the internal computer began comparing it to the previously recorded retinal data. 99.999999999999999472% match. Well within acceptable deviations. “Access granted.” the computer replied. “Welcome back, Colonel Katsuragi.” Misato sighed, knowing that this was going to be a long briefing. “Six months ago…” she began. “Humanity came into contact with a previously unknown race. A race we now know as the Undine. And to say that they’ve got the top brass panicking is perhaps the understatement of the past few centuries.” Misato pressed a small button on the device, and a holographic image of an alien creature emerged. The… thing was nothing short of hideous. Three legs, which ended in digitigrade feet, supporting a vaguely humanoid torso, from which two long, spindly arms also emerged. Instead of a single neck, the creature had three muscular strands which connected its head to its torso. And the alien’s head itself only served to heighten the sense of other-ness. The eyes especially. Piercing, with their cruciform pupils, they seemed to gaze directly into one’s soul, all the while revealing a malevolence that knew no bounds. These eyes sat above two elongated nostrils, which in turn rested above a small, almost vestigial mouth. “That’s… an Undine?” Rand asked, visibly disturbed just from the holographic image. “Unfortunately, yes.” Misato replied. “And to make matters worse, each Undine is about as tall as an Ogier – about three meters, or ten feet. And they’re mind-readers.” The look on Rand’s face changed from one of “mere” disturbance to utter horror. To think that this creature would be able to probe into one’s thoughts, and could know everything about you in mere seconds. “And… and the reason you’re showing me this is….?” Rand began, almost certainly knowing the answer to this question. “The reason I’m showing you this is that, out of all the people in the Star League, you’re one of the few who can operate a newly-designed weapon capable of fighting the Undine, should they decide to openly attack.” Misato replied. “And…” she began. “If you’re wondering how we know that you’re one of the few people who can use this weapon, well…. I’m not at liberty to talk about that. At least, not outside Nerv-HQ.” she said. Not if I don’t want my head to be served to Commander Ikari on a plate. Rand mentally went over what Misato said. After a few seconds, he started chuckling. “Well then, looks like I don’t really have much of a choice.” he said, a weak smile on his face. “When do I start?”
  2. Fluidus Potentia Evangelion Chapter One “So.” Captain Kathryn Janeway began as she put down the coffee mug and faced the younger woman who stood on the opposite side of the office. “Are you positive that he’s the one we want?” “Completely.” the younger woman – Lieutenant Colonel Misato Katsuragi – replied. “We’ve done every test in the book, and the bio-neural circuitry of Unit-07 will respond to him and him alone. At least, that’s what the Magi supercomputers say.” Misato paused, watching as Janeway picked her coffee up again and took another sip, the look on the older woman’s face just screaming ‘go on’. “And besides, despite his homeworld’s literally medieval level of technology, it IS still a Star League planet, and it’s not like they haven’t had contact with off-worlders before. Last I checked, Ferengi merchants visit this world all the time.” “Point taken.” Janeway said with a slight chuckle. “Now, how do you propose to break this news to him?” “The usual way. I’ll mention something about him being needed for a top-secret Star League project, as well as a few things here and there about the Undine threat. Nothing he doesn’t need to know.” Misato replied. At least, nothing he doesn’t need to know about right now. The Undine I can talk about with select Star League citizens, but the Children of Adam – aka the Angels? No way in hell. Not outside Nerv-HQ, at least. Janeway seemed to accept this plan, and nodded. “Well then, I see no reason to delay you. You’d better hurry, if you want to make it to your appointment on time.” “Heh. Right.” Misato said, racing towards the office exit. The automatic door slid open, and she bolted across the bridge towards the turbolift. The turbolift’s doors opened up, and she walked through them into the elevator in question. “Deck Five.” Almost instantly, the turbolift began racing towards its destination. Misato sighed. Okay. She thought. I know that at twenty, he’s technically an adult, but it still doesn’t seem fair. If only people born before the Eden Incident could pilot one of those things. She sighed again. Hell, even the Katos IV negotiations are less of a burden than doing that, considering some of the things he’ll have to fight. Him and the other pilots. She chuckled at that thought. To think that resolving a dispute over a world simultaneously claimed by the Klingon and Tau Empires would be tame compared to something. That wasn’t a thought many people had. The turbolift doors opened to reveal a hallway indistinguishable from the hundreds of others like it on both the UNSS Voyager and on every other Intrepid-class starship in the United Nations Star League Starfleet. Misato quickly walked out of the turbolift and through the hall to her final destination – a room with the words “TRANSPORTER ROOM 04” written on its doors. Misato took another deep breath, before stepping forward into the room. As she stepped forward, the doors automatically opened, revealing a young man wearing an ensign’s uniform standing at the transporter’s control panel. The man turned to her and smiled. “All ready to beam down, Colonel?” he asked. “As ready as I’ll ever be.” Misato replied, her hand instinctively reaching into her coat pocket. Feeling her tetryon pistol secure in her hand, she smiled, relieved that she wouldn’t have to rush around looking for it this time. “Alright.” she began. “Energize.” ************************************************************************************************************************************************* Rand al'Thor brought the axe down onto the block of wood, splitting it in two instantly. As the two halves went flying, Rand paused for a moment to take in the sight of the early autumn afternoon. The leaves, which had until a few days ago been green, now sported a dazzling array of colors – red, gold, orange, brown, and even purple if one knew which plants to look for. These colors, contrasted against the always-green grass and conifers and the sapphire blue sky, made it appear as if a rainbow had exploded onto a painting of a landscape. To think that only a few days ago it had been summer, and now the holiday of Danshu was only a few weeks away. The thought of that brought a slight smile to Rand’s face, as memories of previous Danshu celebrations worked their way up from the depths of his mind. There’d be feasting and drinking, peddlers and Gleemen bringing tales and trinkets from other lands, Ferengi merchants and on-leave Space Wolves bringing their tales and trinkets from other planets, among other merriment. Rand grabbed a second block of wood, and prepared to bring the axe down again, when a shimmer of light in the corner of his eye caught his attention. He turned around instantly to see the light begin to take a distinctly humanoid shape. A transporter beam? He thought. Has to be either the Ferengi or the Space Wolves. They’re the only ones who visit here like that. Much to his surprise, the person who materialized was neither. Instead, he found himself looking at a strikingly beautiful woman with waist-length raven black hair clad in a red jacket and black dress that didn’t even come halfway down her thighs. “Rand al’Thor?” the woman asked. “Uh, yeah, that’s me.” Rand said, verbally stumbling for a few seconds. The woman smiled as she heard him say that. “And you are…?” “Lieutenant Colonel Misato Katsuragi.” she replied. “I represent a rather… unique… branch of the Star League military.” She paused, and took a few looks around, seeing if anyone nearby was listening in. Despite that not being the case, she looked back at Rand with a slightly worried look on her face. “Maybe we should discuss this somewhere more private. Inside your house, maybe? Can’t be too careful. Ya never know who could be listening.” “Um, sure.” Rand replied, taking the lead on the path towards his home. “It’s right up this way.” “Thank you!” Misato said, her smile returning as she began to follow him. “Sorry for interrupting your chores, but this is an urgent matter.” “No worries.” Rand said. So, a Star League Colonel of all people just beams in, wants to talk to me about something they insist is ‘urgent’, and most of all, wants to talk about it in private? He thought. This day just got much more interesting.
  3. Grinning, Dennis began singing on his way to his cabin, adopting a passable false Irish accent along the way. What do we do with a drunken sailor? What do we do with a drunken sailor? What do we do with a drunken sailor Early in the morning? Way-hay and up she rises! Way-hay and up she rises! Way-hay and up she rises Early in the morning! Shave his belly with a rusty razor Shave his belly with a rusty razor Shave his belly with a rusty razor Early in the morning! Way-hay and up she rises! Way-hay and up she rises! Way-hay and up she rises Early in the morning! Stick him in a long boat 'til he's sober Stick him in a long boat 'til he's sober Stick him in a long boat 'til he's sober Early in the morning! Way-hay and up she rises! Way-hay and up she rises! Way-hay and up she rises Early in the morning! Stick him in a barrel with a hose-pipe on him Stick him in a barrel with a hose-pipe on him Stick him in a barrel with a hose-pipe on him Early in the morning! Way-hay and up she rises! Way-hay and up she rises! Way-hay and up she rises Early in the morning! Put him in the bed with the captain's daughter Put him in the bed with the captain's daughter Put him in the bed with the captain's daughter Early in the morning! That's what we do with a drunken sailor! That's what we do with a drunken sailor! That's what we do with a drunken sailor Early in the morning! Way-hay and up she rises! Way-hay and up she rises! Way-hay and up she rises Early in the morning! (Rolled a 1d10. Got a 1.)
  4. Oh, and it turns out, JewWario was a sexual predator. Yeahh......
  5. Okay. This thread will be where I upload stuff regarding tech for the planned "Revitalization Story", where we basically do what TFC did, but with less fur. First, we'll cover the classes of starship used by each faction: Trek Wars Fleets - Federation.docx Trek Wars Fleets - Klingon.docx Trek Wars Fleets - Romulan.docx Trek Wars Fleets - Cardassian.docx Trek Wars Fleets - Ferengi.docx Trek Wars Fleets - New Republic.docx Trek Wars Fleets - Resistance.docx Trek Wars Fleets - Chiss.docx Trek Wars Fleets - First Order.docx Trek Wars Fleets - Tal Shiar.docx Trek Wars Fleets - True Way.docx Trek Wars Fleets - Borg.docx Trek Wars Fleets - Free Borg.docx Trek Wars Fleets - Dominion.docx Trek Wars Fleets - Breen.docx Trek Wars Fleets - Tholian.docx Trek Wars Fleets - Hapan.docx Trek Wars Fleets - Civilian.docx Technical analyses of the weapons used by the various factions in the two galaxies: Trek Wars Weapons - Phasers.docx Trek Wars Weapons - Turbolasers.docx Trek Wars Weapons - Photon Torpedoes.docx Trek Wars Weapons - Proton Torpedoes.docx Trek Wars Weapons - Disruptors.docx Trek Wars Weapons - Ion Cannons.docx Trek Wars Weapons - Quantum Torpedoes.docx Trek Wars Weapons - Concussion Missiles.docx Trek Wars Weapons - Phased Polaron Cannons.docx Trek Wars Weapons - Tetryon Cannons.docx Trek Wars Weapons - Tricobalt Warheads.docx Trek Wars Weapons - Plasma Cannons.docx Trek Wars Weapons - Other.docx Next up, we'll start with defensive tech (Deflector Shields completed, still need time for Cloaking Devices): Trek Wars Defenses - Deflector Shields.docx After that, I'll move on to sublight propulsion methods, FTL propulsion methods, power sources, hand-held weapons, and medical tech. And then after the tech stuff is done, I'll do a species compilation, a faction compilation, a world compilation, and then we'll begin the character creation. This is the result of over a decade's worth of research into these fields. We should really compile all these into a wiki when we're done. Oh, and be sure to read these in "Editing Mode". For some reason, reading them in "Safe Mode" makes 'em a little wonky.
  6. Da Orks (WH40K) vs System Lords (SG-1)

    Oh God, I just had the mental image of the Orks looting a naquadah generator. Only bad things can result if THAT happens.
  7. Da Orks (WH40K) vs System Lords (SG-1)

    Oh good Lord. Well, the Goa'uld are going to have to make RAPID advances in ground warfare, or they'll get steamrolled FAST. Their best hope might be orbital bombardment, or to let Anubis use the Eye of Ra to blow up whatever planet this WAAAGH! landed on.
  8. Dennis smirked at Jake's suggestion, while picking up his own duffel bag. "Oh, just the usual classic - 'Drunken Sailor'. Which actually is much longer than most people know." he chuckled, and started following the others onto the boat. "And I'll be more than happy to teach the whole song to you. I WAS voted 'best singer' in my company back when I was with the Legion, after all."
  9. The ASVS Revitalization Project

    And finally, the document for all the other (ship-board) weapons: Trek Wars Weapons - Other.docx
  10. So.... yeah. Thoughts and opinions on the latest developments from there, now that those documents have been released?
  11. The Crack-Crossover Generation Thread

    Flipped the coin. Tails. First 1d100 roll: 76 (Final Fantasy VII) Second 1d100 roll: 41 (RWBY) Third 1d100 roll: 7 (Star Trek (2009)) 1d12 roll: 6 (The Forest) 1d20 roll: 8 (Website Designing). Cloud Strife teams up with Team RWBY and the crew of the Starship Enterprise to design a website. In the middle of the forest. Meh, I've read worse. Flipped the coin: Tails. First 1d100 roll: 64 (Marvel Cinematic Universe) Second 1d100 roll: 68 (Kill la Kill) Third 1d100 roll: 43 (A Song of Ice and Fire/Game of Thrones) 1d12 roll: 11 (A weird hotel) 1d20 roll: 4 (Suffering a long car ride) Uh.... Ryoko and Satsuki plan to join the Avengers, but have to endure a long car ride to get to the weird hotel where they're going to meet up with Tony Stark/Iron Man, only for White Walkers to start attacking? Flipped the coin. Heads. First 1d100 roll: 39 (Halo) Second 1d100 roll: 27 (StarCraft) 1d12 roll: 12 (A fast food restaurant) 1d20 roll: 9 (Forming a rock band) Jim Raynor, Zeratul, Master Chief, and Arbiter discuss forming a rock band while in some fast food joint? Do Cortana and Sarah Kerrigan get into arguments about who the lead female singer should be? And what exactly are the burgers made of? Hydralisk meat? Flipped the coin. Heads. First 1d100 roll: 68 (Kill la Kill) Second 1d100 roll: 92 (Metal Gear Solid) 1d12 roll: 8 (A bar/pub) 1d20 roll: 3 (Applying for a job) Huh.
  12. The Crack-Crossover Generation Thread

    Flipped the coin. Heads. First 1d100 roll: 22 (Doctor Who) Second 1d100 roll: 72 (Final Fantasy III) 1d12 roll: 8 (A bar/pub) 1d20 roll: 18 (A bizarre trial) Hm. This one actually sounds like it could be a genuine Doctor Who episode. Flipped the coin. Heads. First 1d100 roll: 37 (Pirates of the Caribbean) Second 1d100 roll: 100 (Blackadder) 1d12 roll: 11 (A weird hotel) 1d20 roll: 9 (Forming a rock band) Not sure if easy or hard..... Flipped the coin. Tails. First 1d100 roll: 77 (Army of Darkness) Second 1d100 roll: 76 (Final Fantasy VII) Third 1d100 roll: 78 (Ghostbusters) 1d12 roll: 11 (A weird hotel) 1d20 roll: 18 (A bizarre trial) Too easy. Flipped the coin. Heads. First 1d100 roll: 51 (Tenchi Muyo!) Second 1d100 roll: 82 (SpongeBob Squarepants) 1d12 roll: 8 (A bar/pub) 1d20 roll: 8 (Website Designing) Delightfully Crack-tastic! Flipped the coin. Tails. First 1d100 roll: 47 (Slayers) Second 1d100 roll: 92 (Metal Gear Solid) Third 1d100 roll: 53 (JoJo's Bizarre Adventure) 1d12 roll: 2 (The Jungle) 1d20 roll: 6 (A baseball game) Lina and co, the Stardust Crusaders, and Solid Snake playing baseball in the jungle? Alrighty then. Flipped the coin. Heads. First 1d100 roll: 57 (The Land Before Time) Second 1d100 roll: 48 (Record of Lodoss War) 1d12 roll: 11 (A weird hotel) 1d20 roll: 6 (A baseball game) Well then. This is... a thing. Flipped the coin. Tails. First 1d100 roll: 66 (Family Guy) Second 1d100 roll: 34 (Command & Conquer: Red Alert Series) Third 1d100 roll: 18 (Stargate: Atlantis) 1d12 roll: 2 (Generic Fantasy Land) 1d20 roll: 14 (Flame Wars) Wuh.. wuh... What.
  13. So, in this Game of Thrones-themed match, the Jon Snow Dude Squad (Jon Snow, Gendry Waters, Jorah Mormont, Sandor "The Hound" Clegane, Beric Dondarrion, Tormund Giantsbane, and Thoros of Myr) will do battle with the Sand Snakes - the daughters of Prince Obyren Martell. Which team emerges victorious? (My money's on the Dude Squad, but I want to hear your opinions.)
  14. From what I remember, the machines liquefy the dead to feed the living.... but even THAT explanation just raises further questions.
  15. Dennis shrugged at the mentioning of Maxergy. "To be honest, I haven't heard much about them. Which either means that they're just starting up, or they've got some damn good people covering their tracks." As usual, Dennis stayed quiet during the discussion of Middle-Eastern politics, preferring merely to listen to what the others said. That was, until both Lucius and Jake replied to his comment about serving in the French Foreign Legion, at which point he just had to smile. "Thanks." he said to both of them. "Or rather, merci."
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