Snowfire: < You just keep using those hands to sign, Mange, and nothing else, and I might consider not stealing everything you own. Including the little necklace you're wearing. >
"Keep it PG-13 and try to keep to pickpocketing, it make you richer nd is funnier when I get to go throuhg their wallet."
< So wait, I can't kill someone if I want to? >
"Only with my exspress command, please. I wanna know before you go knocking out all my sources of credits outside offical service bank accounts."
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A Joke to add the the thread:
So when Byng died he went to Heaven where he was informed that he would go to Hell.
So down he went and when Byng arrived he found it very organized and orderly, it was even prtty quiet save a few murmuring voices. In fact, it almost looked like a warship.
"So, Admiral Josef Byng, you are now in hell, what do you think?" The devil asked and Byng was impressed.
"this is amazing? What is so bad about this?" Byng asked in confusion and the Devil grinned,
"You'll see."
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A few hours later Byng had wandered onto something that resembeld a flag bridge with many more chairs and people, officers, working all around.
A few people stood solemnly in the ceter of the 'bridge around the plot which showed the 'star system' they were in.
"Why do you guys look so down?" Byng asked.
One looked up, A Real Admiral wearing the uniform of the RMN, "It's the day's live fire exercise, names Santino."
Another wearing a RMMC working uniform shrugged. "Happens every day, about the same time, same place. Hardly ever changes, name's Dever Summervale."
"And it horrible becuse everytime we lose. My name is Alasdair Heemskerk." An man wearing a black and red uniform said miserably from where he sat.
"what's so bad about that?" Byng asked, "You have food, warmth, a bed, other people, and you never grow old."
Just then a fleet of ships hypers in consisting of man, many ships and suddenly a message comes in.
"Hell, are you ready to have your sorry butts kick up between your ears again?" The face of *Admiral* Edward Saganami filled the holoscreen and he grinned, winked, then signed off.
"you're new, so let me tell you before they launch." Santino said, staring inot he plot as the Fleet started to roll. "That fleet is Heaven, we're hell, we have no weapons and they're useing live fires missiles. Meaning you get to dies every day at least once for the rest of eternity."
The Sollie looked in horror at the plot as the missiles were fired and he dropped the cup of coffee he had been carrying.
"The worst part?" Denver said. "Is that sometimes the cahnge commands and when it's Grayson they usualy send boarding parties to steal our stuff, oh and you don't want to know what happens when the Audubon Ballroom troops come over."
Santino looked discusted for a second. "The worst part is, this was an idea of Honor Harrington's. She didn't exactly tell God, but he obviously like it, so he made it this way."
Byng looked at the former marine then back at the plot before the missiles exploded.
The moral?
Even in Hell, Honor can always make someone's life that much more miserable.
SOB = Squid On Beach, and Mangy Fur the Smart Alick Spacecat First.
and, Mangy Fur the Smart Alick Spacecat.
"not a bad likeness where was it taken?"
