[cmdR_Paige]

Originally Posted by Dr. Chris

[very funny]

Chris paid up. He sensed something was up about this program. Something. He shook it off and began walking away. He had his baton in his hand and stepped out of the garage. Time to report to Pavel. Chris wasn't looking forward to it.

(I don't think anybody would blame you for not looking forward to talking with him... not even Pavel himself)

"Where is that tender-footed soldier when we really need him?" The greasy-haired commander complained, arms crossed behind his back. He paced in front of a grounded recognizer, which had landed not too far from Able's garage.