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Old 06-29-2009, 10:20 AM   #67
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Sam'kil sent the message to his General again. And again. And again.
"Be patient Sam, General Tarsus may be busy, why would he deal with a ship out in the void like us?" Taylor said to him. Sam could care less, he needed to get the message and he needed to get it now, if it didn't work, he'd have to go free lance.
The mercenary coalition. A group he'd been on the verge of making for ages.
No time like the present.
Sam looked around the bridge, then he pulled up the intercom. "Everyone, this is Sam'kil speaking, We are no longer under Empire control, what little they have. We are leaving there group and forming our own. The Mercenary Coalition." Sam let the words sink in before continuing.
"We are now all freelance, and if you wan't to abandon ship now, go ahead, its the only chance you'll get." In the end, no one left.

Deep thought #1: In the end, everyone dies. No one can outrun time, death itself is always breathing down your neck, just waiting to slip the noose over you. But, in your time of death, what matters is not when or how or even why. What matters is what you do with it. Do you sit down and call it quits, or do you get up, stare your killer and death itself in the face, and laugh copiously, right until the end.
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