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April 10, 2009
Stacy: I SAID, It's a Name Not a Description, Dammit
Shit. I just had to let my temper get the better of me. Again. Now I had to carry this bastard back to the Station.
I whistled a quick tune and moments later was joined by Ahab, my electric mule. He wasn’t much to look at, was probably one of the original series, but he was damned reliable.
We pulled up to the Station a few tics later. Several uniforms relieved us of our burden in exchange for a Death Voucher. I took it inside to the purser Stella to collect.
“Patience?” she snorted. “Honey, your momma mis-named you!”
Sigh.
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