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OOC: This was an answer to Icerose's last post, just in case someone missed it.*
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Jaffa: Yes sir. Infact, all the strike teams are very excited because the one that kills the target will get an entire platter of Cookies of Ba'al™!
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Jaffa: Do you want a Cookie of Ba'al, sir!? *Holds out Cookie with Ba'al's face on it.*
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Jaffa from earlier: Sir!
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*Some how get's the impression of eyes rolling.* Voice: Don't care, we've found the idiot woman with a thousand names and a dragon tattoo. *Spouts off coordinates.* Voice: Now kill her. This is the last favor you will get from the League... *Phone shuts off.* Computer: This phone will explode in T-minus ten, nine, eight...
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*The phone opens.* Voice: I'm pretty sure Ba'al won't be happy about you identifying his fictionality...
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*She does so, but she's subtler than before. Another phone rings, out of the hindreds going off.*
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*Out of Earbud*Song: Radioactive, Radioactive! Minion: Depends on your preference, sir. *She smiles.*
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*A Jaffa starts dancing. She has earbuds in.*
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Well... we have pie... *Smiles as he rests his chin on top of Jade's head.*
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OoC: Good night, everyone.
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*Stays behind Jade's chair with his arms around her.*
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Knocking on the door.
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*Sighs and goes limp on Jade's shoulders.* How much stupid can take place in one day?
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*Stands and walks over, then holds her.* I take it future me paid a visit?
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What? Do I have something on my face? *Rubs chin.*
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Oh, I think it was both. *Nods and sits on the couch. *
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*Walks in.* Uhm, what did Shadow do this time?
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*Older Kuntel takes Jakob and holds him, Jakobs head over his shoulder. He hands back the pillow.* Older Kuntel, quietly: Thanks cher, see ya soon. *Smiles as he and Jakob disappear.*
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*Nods.* Mm hmm. Though I don't think this would be heaven...
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Older Kuntel: Oops, I've overstayed my welcome. I'll just take Cub and get out of here. *Walks over to Jade and holds his arms out for Jakob.*
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Older Kuntel: Same way you get married in less than twelve hours in the future. *Smiles.*
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Older Kuntel: I could leave him for one more week if you want.... *He smiles.*
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Actually, terrorism is extinct in the Federation. Most of the hate come from outside races, and they technically don't get aboard a ship like this...
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(*Twilight Zone jingle.*)
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Older Kuntel: It's fine. By the time we get to him, we've mostly ironed out all the mistakes we made with TRIBBLE and Misty. *He chuckles and smiles.* Older Kuntel: You'll get the hang of it, sweetheart. You're a great mother.
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Computer, Bridge. Computer: Acknowledged Ambassador. Heading toward the Bridge. *Raises eyebrow at Ice.*
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(I'm sorry! It's the Austrian in me, okay?!:P)
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Older Kuntel: Oh, I love it when you get that look. *Comes around from he back and smiles at her. He has a Riker beard, with a little gray in it as well as in the hair. His eyes look tired yet happy.* Older Kuntel: So how's our... mine... your future son?
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Oh... sorry for bringing it up. *Walks along, nodding politely to offices along the way.*