[FIC] The Adventures of Jolee Bindo

[Jae Onasi]

My dad is out of surgery and doing much better. If they hadn't done the surgery today, they would have had to do a much more serious surgery tomorrow. He's in ICU tonight.

[Darth Jester]

“I was thinking that we should really follow his instructions.”

Great line there keep up the good work jae.

[JediMaster12]

Don't worry Jae. Your pop's in my prayers and I pray that God does what he thinks is best even if it may not always be favorable. I pray Pop will be alright and I pray for you.

 

As to the Pimp Daddy outfit, that's what came to mind with all the flashy colors. I'll think of something. Teehee

[Jae Onasi]

Thanks Darth Jester and JediMaster12!

 

@JM12: He has a lot of people praying for him, but I always feel you can never have too many prayers.

 

I adore the outfit/sketch idea. I look forward to seeing it.

[Char Ell]

Glad to hear that your Pop is doing better and out of surgery. My best wishes for a full and speedy recovery to him. I understand now why the old folks I know talk about their bowels all the time. It's because their bowels give them so much grief. *sigh* So much to look forward to with old age creepin' closer and closer.

The 'put the hands together and tell them to stay that way' actually happened to Jimbo and me.

Awww, that was such an endearing story. You two are too cute with the looks. Makes me feel like saying:

 

Jae and Jimbo sittin' in a tree

K-I-S-S-I-N-G

First comes love

Then comes marriage

Then comes babies in the baby carriage!

 

Seriously though, that's the way it happened, right?

 

I have to admit that I was laughing at Mi'koth's dialogue. He is so funnyand I am glad I wasn't drinking milk. It would have been coming out of my nose.

Been there, done that. About 20 years ago in fact. Apparently the incident was quite memorable because my brothers still won't let me forget about it.

[Hallucination]

My knee is like crap because I had a wipe out on a scooter.

That's nothing, I once kicked my left eye while skiing.

 

Another Jae-taculariffic chapter, keep it up! You're quickly putting Forcefight to shame.

Yeah, that's right. I just said it. You know it's true.

 

 

[Force Persaude] @ Hallucination: Just skip those last 10 paragraphs. Nothing for you to see there....

[Failure]*reads last ten paragraphs.* What? It's just a romance thingy, and one of the many things that makes this fic unique. Although I'm pretty happy that the awe inspiring chest you told us all about isn't in here.

[Jae Onasi]

Glad to hear that your Pop is doing better and out of surgery. My best wishes for a full and speedy recovery to him. I understand now why the old folks I know talk about their bowels all the time. It's because their bowels give them so much grief. *sigh* So much to look forward to with old age creepin' closer and closer.

 

Thank you!

I'll have to pass that on to my dad. He has a witty sense of humor so he'll enjoy that one very much.

Growing older beats the alternative.

 

Awww, that was such an endearing story....Makes me feel like saying:

 

Jae and Jimbo sittin' in a tree

K-I-S-S-I-N-G

First comes love

Then comes marriage

Then comes babies in the baby carriage!

 

 

Claudia was nearly as outrageous as Mik'oth at times.

 

Well, I'm not sure if K-I-S-S-I-N-G or love came first (or about the same time even) , but the rest of the sequence is correct, an order that I highly recommend, btw.

Kiddos came quite awhile after we married, because I was going through grad/professional school. Some of my classmates had kiddos while I went through the pro training, but it's not something Jimbo and I could have done. We didn't have the money to raise them on student loans, had the stress of working and professional school, and my Dark Side rears its very ugly head during finals week.

Jimbo would brew a pot of coffee for me, make sure I had some sandwiches, chocolate, and snacks to eat, and then disappear to the basement for the entire week, claiming 'I think I have some projects to do and the workbench to rearrange.'

Been there, done that. About 20 years ago in fact. Apparently the incident was quite memorable because my brothers still won't let me forget about it.

Yes, we siblings do love to tell stories on our brothers and sisters, don't we? (evil cackle)

 

EDIT:

@Hallucination: OW! Hope you didn't mess the eye up. Ski tips can do a lot of damage, unless something else hit your eye, but that wouldn't be much better....

 

Whew, comparing to ForceFight is amazing. She's going to do some great things as an author when she gets older if she keeps working at it.

 

I could always add in another hunky chest scene...but only if it's germane to the plot.

[Hallucination]

@Hallucination: OW! Hope you didn't mess the eye up. Ski tips can do a lot of damage, unless something else hit your eye, but that wouldn't be much better....

The only thing it damaged was my ego. It was my first time skiing, and I tried going to the hill without turning to slow down, so I fell about every 20 metres or so.

Whew, comparing to ForceFight is amazing. She's going to do some great things as an author when she gets older if she keeps working at it.

True, but I'm choosing to focus on the fact that she stopped writing PoD, even though I terminate quite a few of my fics. About 9/10.

I could always add in another hunky chest scene...but only if it's germane to the plot.

Just as long as it's not Talin's or Jolee's....

[Jae Onasi]

Dad's doing better today and should be out of ICU tomorrow. Everyone's pleased with his progress, and he's feeling a lot better compared to before the surgery.

Thanks for prayers and best wishes, everyone!

[JediKnight707]

This fic has surpassed my own, so I finally felt it deemable to read this. So far, (I'm about 20 chapters behind ) it's pretty darn good.

I'll try to finish it soon!

[Renegade Puma]

I am glad your dad is better Jae. I was praying for him. And I think you and I both know that God always hears the cries of his children. I can't wait for your next chapter!!

[Jae Onasi]

@JK707, thanks, and boy, do you have a lot of reading ahead of you.

@RP--I appreciate it much.

Next chapter is coming slowly together.

[Darth Jester]

Can't wait to see the next chapter I am officially hooked.

on a side note is it possible to make a list of all the bindoisms?

(if that is even a word lol

[Jae Onasi]

It is possible to make a list, though it'll take me awhile (this is 115 pages in Word so far, probably more to my amazement than anyone else). I'm coming up on a reporting deadline for my volunteer post, have 3 major activities over the next 3 weekends (two of which require some signficant travel) and a vacation (finally!) in mid-June. So, it may take me awhile, possibly into early June when my kiddo is done with school and we have more time to just hang out at home and have fewer responsibilities.

I didn't want to say yes and then leave you wondering why it wasn't getting done immediately.

[Jae Onasi]

Chapter 23: Telos

 

 

The days in hyperspace passed quickly with all our studies on the lightsaber form and Scourge defense. Talin and I sat down for breakfast the morning of our arrival to Telos to review plans for the day, holding hands while eating and looking at datapads.

 

Jolee found some coffee and joined us. A bemused look crossed his face when he noticed our hands, fingers lightly interlaced. He took a sip of coffee, and in a nonchalant voice asked, “So, are you fooling around yet? If you’re not, you should be.”

 

Talin looked up at Jolee, having enough control to keep his face passive save the raised eyebrows. Having just taken a sip of coffee myself, I nearly spit it back out, tried to swallow, and ended up choking on the hot liquid that ran down my throat the wrong way. Both Jolee and Talin tried pounding on my back to make the coughing spasms die down. I wasn’t sure if that made things better or worse. My eyes watered as I tried to clear my throat.

 

After three inarticulate gurgles, I managed to exclaim in between more coughs, “Jolee! What kind of question is that?”

 

“A really personal one, because I’m old and worldly enough to take great delight in making young women blush furiously while choking on their coffee,” he replied with a wide grin.

 

Talin merely smiled at Jolee and put an arm around my shoulders in sympathy at Jolee’s teasing.

 

“You can be just as bad as Mik’oth,” I noted, any semblance of composure completely gone.

 

“I know. Maybe even worse.” If anything, his grin widened.

 

Talin smiled once more, and then his brows knit into a more serious look.

 

“Got something on your mind, son?”

 

“Actually, yes, and I would like you both to hear me out.” He took my hand in his once more.

 

Jolee commented, “This is beginning to sound rather serious. It’s a little early to propose, don’t you think?” The grin turned to a look of pleasant attentiveness as he listened to Talin.

 

“Our relationship is still a bit too young yet for the marriage discussion, and I have something else in mind. Now, we all know that the Council is going to be quite displeased at the idea of Jae and me pursuing a relationship.”

 

“You have no idea how much I look forward to seeing the look on Vrook’s face. But that’s just a bonus to knowing the two of you lovebirds are happy. We can deal with the Council difficulty when we reach it, and I don’t have a problem leaving the Order again if they make a big fuss about it. You both already know how I feel they should not be discouraging love. But I’m interrupting like any other old man. Go on.”

 

Talin continued, looking at me, “Jae, I thought the last thing I ever wanted to do was leave the Order. But I’d do it for you in a heartbeat.”

 

I swallowed hard against the lump that rose in my throat from all the emotions rising up like a river threatening to overflow its banks, squeezing his hand tightly.

 

“I don’t think it will come to that. They can hardly refuse you with all the other fine examples like the Sunriders and the Harradins,” noted Jolee, rubbing his chin in thought as he considered the possible ways of handling it before the Council.

 

“Nevertheless, I want to stay in the Order and be with the one I have come to care so deeply for.”

 

I added, “I share those same feelings. While I, too, would leave if I had to, I don’t want to, and I think they need to keep every Jedi they can. It will be difficult, but I know we could stay together and stay in the Order at the same time.”

Talin squeezed my hand in return, peering deep into my eyes, a pleased look softening his angular features.

 

“Here is what I suggest,” Talin said after clearing the emotion from his voice. “I would like to ask you, Jae, if you would consider a formal courtship, and you, Jolee, if you would approve. I know it is rather an old-fashioned concept, and we don’t, strictly speaking, need anyone else’s approval—you are your own woman, Jae, and I am my own man. However, if you agree, I will also request the same from Captain Onasi, as your relative. Since you are a member of Queen Talia’s household, I will also ask Her permission. I will dispatch a request to Prince Stef, who leads House Kayl on Alderaan. He’s my cousin and good friend—we’ve known each other since childhood. He won’t refuse.”

 

“After Carth saw how Revan saved Bastila, I can’t imagine he’d refuse,” Jolee asserted.

 

“The Queen released me from fealty before I left for my training, but She will appreciate the courtesy. I’d be extremely surprised if she said anything other than yes.” I turned towards Talin and took his other hand. “I accept your request for a courtship.” I leaned over to place a happy kiss on his lips, which he returned with pleasure.

 

“You won’t get any argument from me. I knew you’d be doing something like this pretty much the moment you both laid eyes on each other. Well, maybe not exactly then, but definitely from the moment you had your first little spat.”

 

“Why didn’t you tell me?” I asked.

 

“What, and ruin the surprise? When you get to my age, you get your amusement where you can, you know, and watching the sparks fly between the two of you has been quite entertaining. If it didn’t work out, no one was the wiser, well, except me. No, you had to figure it out for yourself. Talin, I like how you think. If you went to them alone, the Council would find it difficult to deny you two, but not overly difficult, and you both might be forced to make some hard decisions. Having the support of a Queen, a Prince, a Jedi Master, and a future Republic Admiral will make it almost impossible for the Council to say no. You don’t have to ask Mik’oth, but I know he’ll be thrilled for you, too, and he has some very interesting friends in some very powerful places. Feel free to take his name in vain when you do all the other name-dropping.”

 

A chime rang, indicating that we were nearing the end of the hyperspace run.

“Well, Telos, here we come.” Jolee said.

 

* * *

 

“I’m going to meet with my uncle in about an hour, and I’ll take our information and go over that with him,” I informed Jolee.

 

Jolee nodded agreement, “Sounds fine, Jae. I’ll meander over to the cantina to see if there’s anyone there from the old days who can put me in touch with the Exchange there. If not, I may have to drink a few people under the table. Remind me to pack the alcohol inhibitor stims.”

 

“If it is all right with you, Jolee, I’d like to accompany Jae.”

 

“You don’t mess around when there’s work to be done, do you, lad?”

 

Talin grinned, “I already sent off a message to Her Majesty and His Highness. I did ask for discretion, especially since Queen Talia has a close working relationship with Master Kavar. I’d like to have everyone’s support before we petition the Council.”

 

“Sounds good. Meet me in the cantina when you’re done, but if I’m in the middle of something, find another table unless I wave you over.”

 

* * * *

 

We arrived at the Eye of the Osprey, in full robes, both of us holding our hands together, tucked under the sleeves.

 

Captain Onasi greeted us formally, standing tall and military-stiff, as we waited to board his ship, “Request permission to come aboard, Captain!” I smiled at him.

 

“Granted. Welcome to the Osprey.” He smiled back and gave me a quick wink that his staff couldn’t see from their vantage points.

 

“Captain Carth Onasi, may I present Jedi Talin Kayl?”

 

Carth shook hands with Talin, saying, “How do you do? I’m honored to have two Jedi aboard my ship.”

 

“The Jedi Council sends their regards,” Talin said in a pleasant tone.

 

“You’ll have to send them my greetings in return. Is Jolee joining us?” Carth inquired.

 

“He is conducting his own investigations, but he said he will join you for dinner,” Talin replied.

 

Carth gave us a knowing smile. “He’s checking out the cantina, isn’t he? Or should I say the dancing girls? He may put on the ‘old man’ act, but I think he’s probably more active than some of my youngest ensigns.”

 

I laughed. “You know him well, then.”

 

“Come. Let me introduce the two of you to my senior staff.”

 

Carth introduced us to his subordinates with the propriety appropriate to his rank, and we greeted each officer politely. Once in his quarters, however, he picked me up, swung me around once in joy, set me back down, and kissed both cheeks. I laughed aloud at the exuberant greeting.

 

“You get prettier every time I see you, Jae. How is my favorite niece?” he said, pushing a rebellious strand of dark hair away from his deep brown eyes.

 

“I’m doing just fine. You look well, too. How are you? And how is Dustil?”

 

“I’m the same as always. The Navy keeps me busy. Dustil tells me the masters are pleased with his progress, and I’ve made a point of keeping in close contact with him. I have to make up for a lot of lost time.”

 

“He’ll make a good Jedi, and he enjoys hearing from you more than you know. He doesn't harbor that anger anymore.”

 

"Being a Jedi seems to suit you, though I heard you were hurt a few months back. I was on a mission, and I didn’t receive the news until you were nearly fully recovered.” His forehead wrinkled in concern.

 

“They tell me it was bad for a bit, but I have no side effects otherwise. I did receive your hilarious card and flowers, by the way, and I appreciated it very much.” I decided to change the subject. “I heard that congratulations may be in order. Should we prepare a reception for a new rank?”

 

“I’m still thinking about it. It’s quite an honor, but it’s a tremendous responsibility. There’s so much to oversee here on Telos, too, and Lieutenant Godsey is retiring as Security Chief on Telos station in about nine months. I hate to leave him in a lurch trying to break in a new captain so soon before retirement. My XO is one of the best. If I leave, it’ll be hard to train a new one.”

 

“Carth, a project of this magnitude won’t be done for decades. Lieutenant Godsey, if he is a good man, will adapt just fine to a new captain. You can’t stay at the rank of Captain forever, any more than your XO can stay a Commander. Besides, you could still oversee the project as part of your duties as Admiral. You just won’t be forced to deal with all the little daily details.”

 

“You know, Admiral Dodonna said something remarkably similar to that. Then again, the Onasi women have always shown greater wisdom than the Onasi men,” Carth smiled widely. “Come, sit,” he said, offering us a choice of seating. I chose the couch, and Talin sat down next to me, with just enough distance to be circumspect.

 

“You received our transmission, Captain?” Talin asked.

 

“I did, and my XO, Commander Aichon, has already been making some very discreet inquiries about Norelden’s role in the Exchange over the past year. In fact, he’s on Telos station right now investigating quietly. He should have some information for us at the mess tonight. We also checked on the ship registry, and not surprisingly, we came up with nothing.”

 

“We have three other illegal registries that may have been used here,” I said, handing Carth a datacard.

 

“I’ll have to check on that. We probably won’t have anything before dinner, though. It’s not the Scythe, however. We found it floating in space, heavily damaged. We had to scuttle it because the damage was so bad.”

 

“There’s also the matter of the Force Scourge,” Talin said.

 

“We’ve had nothing here on the ship at all, though we heard rumors about it happening a few times on Citadel station. My medical officers were in a frenzy trying to get any information they could get. Once we learned it was a Force power and not something communicable, the medical team was greatly relieved.”

 

“I certainly would have been concerned if I thought it might be something transmissable,” I said.

 

“Did you have anything else for me or any questions?”

 

“Yes, Sir, I do,” Talin said, taking my hand in his. “I would like to ask you for your approval to court your niece.”

 

Carth lifted his eyebrows in surprise and looked over at me. When I smiled back at him, his eyes crinkled happily and he grinned. “Well, you’re going to have to tell me all about yourself, Jedi Talin. I’ll warn you, though, that there are very few men who will meet my standards for my niece.”

 

I shook my head slightly in amusement. When Carth saw my smile, I knew he had already approved.

 

* * *

 

Talin and I entered the cantina, the power of the loud music nearly making me take a step back. Numerous sentients of at least seven or eight different species filled the tables and booths, and the bartenders were busy preparing a colorful variety of drinks for the patrons. We found Jolee at the cantina sitting with an arm around a Twi’lek dancing girl while enjoying a juma juice. We slid into the booth with the two of them after he gave the high sign for us to approach. She got up and waggled both her headtails and fingers at Jolee, smiling coyly over her shoulder as she walked away.

 

“You two just ruined a perfectly good time. We were having a wonderful talk.”

 

I snorted my disbelief. “Since when did dancing girls become conversationalists?”

 

“They can be very conversational, depending on the subject.” Jolee winked. “Did Carth say anything interesting?”

 

“We filled him in on what we’ve found so far. The ship registry was not used here, either, and he’s going to check out the registries Mik’oth gave us. He said that the Scythe was found drifting and it was destroyed. He also mentioned his XO has been conducting some discreet investigations on the Exchange here,” I replied.

 

“I was talking about the two of you, but thanks for the mission update.”

 

Talin’s lips upturned ever so slightly at Jolee’s quip. He said, “Captain Onasi is quite protective of his niece, I learned. After a thorough interrogation, however, he grudgingly approved.”

 

“He liked Talin.”

 

Jolee signaled for the server. “A round of willek juice for us, please.” He turned back to us, saying, “I found one of my old contacts here. She’ll be along shortly.”

 

A green Twi’lek strolled over to our table, sultry eyes on Jolee. She had the voluptuous grace of a dancer, though she wore far more clothes than any Twi’lek dancer I had seen. Her age, approaching Jolee’s, didn’t detract as it might for some, but merely enhanced her appearance by giving her a worldly and experienced air.

 

“Why hello, Jolee,” she said in a low melodious voice that had seduced more males than she could probably count.

 

“Hello, darling.” Jolee gave her a quick kiss on the cheek in greeting, and they shared a warm knowing look. “Meet my little party. De’layn, this is Jae and Talin. I’ve worked with De’Layn before, and she can be trusted completely. She has, ah, connections to the Exchange here.”

 

We stood to greet her, and then made room for her to join us. Jolee ordered a drink for her as well.

 

“My little group of ladies is in the business of gathering information,” she said, looking at us with her enticing eyes, leaving unspoken the methods they utilized. “Well, Jolee, I understand you have an interesting problem.”

 

“We certainly do. We have a Sith Lord to track down, and we think he’s connected to Norelden’s operation somehow. We’ve got three different illegal registries to sort through. We had a time-travelling Li’adin who was picking up little souvenirs off of Ossus and bringing them back to our time, and we don’t know what or how many. He ran around traveling between Coruscant, Telos, and Li’adin, in between his little jaunts back in time. We took him out on Li’adin, and when we sent him back to Coruscant, the masters couldn’t save him.”

 

Jolee’s lie about Dycen’a was so smooth I nearly believed it myself. The Council wanted the Sith Lord to believe Dycen’a was dead, and so they had carefully ‘leaked’ news about his ‘demise’. They hoped the Sith Lord might show himself without an apprentice, and it eliminated assassination attempts on Dycen’a.

 

“We’d heard about a Sith apprentice being captured and dying,” she nodded.

 

“We came across a derelict ship that had escaped from somewhere around here. Inside were three people who had been hit by a Force power that looked a lot like plague. And just to make our last few weeks more interesting, we’ve also had a few brushes with some mercs and a dark Jedi. Two of them came from Norelden’s outfit.”

 

“Norelden’s not your Sith Lord. Someone in the organization might be, but he’s not. He has absolutely no Force skill whatsoever,” De’layn said, relaxing back against the seat, sipping her drink.

 

“Any ideas who, then?”

 

“None at the moment, but it’s someone connected to Telos. One of my ladies is on the inside at the main hospital, and there has been some hush-hush activity going on there the last few months. Plague was one of the words bandied about. Anyone connected to it immediately learned to stay silent or was silenced. Let me see the ships’ registries.”

 

“Dycen’a’s ship was destroyed. These were the registries that seemed to match the times when his ship was on Telos or Coruscant. We’re hoping that if we can figure out which ship it is, we can look for other ships that docked around that time and see if there are any links. Dycen’a had to be meeting with someone.”

 

She frowned elegantly as she reviewed the data. “Vogga’s ship is out. None of his ships have been docking here for several months. Everyone would have thought it very odd if a ship with the Hutt’s registry docked for no apparent reason. He and Norelden had a bit of a falling out about prices, you know. That leaves the Scythe and The Measure of Fujita. I think it may be the Fujita but I’m not one hundred percent sure. I may be able to find something more definite for you this evening. Perhaps you could join me for dinner, Jolee?”

 

“Unfortunately, my dear, I already have a previous engagement for dinner.”

 

“Then come for a nightcap, darling, and we can discuss it leisurely.” De’layn said in a purring voice, placing a hand over Jolee’s. “While your two companions are charming, I’d like to have a tete-a-tete to discuss some discreet matters. I can arrange for some entertainment for you, Jae and Talin, since I am so rudely stealing away Jolee.”

 

Talin said, “That is very kind of you, but it will not be necessary.”

 

“I thought you’d never ask, De’layn,” Jolee said with obvious pleasure in his eyes. “And yes, I have no doubt my charges can find something to do with themselves for an evening.” Jolee gave us a wicked grin.

[Char Ell]

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>_>

Wow! Uh, is it just me or did it suddenly get hot in here?

 

Nice plan by Talin. Getting everybody's permission before approaching the Jedi Council may make it more difficult for the council to dismiss Jae and Talin from the order.

 

So what is this? Jolee as a dirty old man? I thought he would have sworn off the oppposite sex after his last relationship. He just doesn't hold other people to his same standard.

[JediMaster12]

Well done Jae. I was laughing at the beginning. I was lucky I wasn't drinking anything otherwise I'd be cleaning a monitor.

Jolee is getting a bit more wicked in his teasing and it just makes me laugh. I agree with cutmeister about Talin's plan to ask permission. I reinforces the old chivalry and the politeness that I think a man should do if he wants to court a lady.

Good job and I wait eagerly for the next chapter.

 

By the way, it's nice to hear about your Pop. I hope he's getting better. He's probably a tough old goat that's hard to kill. Glad to hear he's a-okay

[Jae Onasi]

@cm--I'm not so sure he's totally sworn off marriage--I just think he was hurt so bad that he wasn't ready to even consider another relationship for a long while. However, if the right woman came along again, I think he'd be married again in a heartbeat.

 

Even if he has sworn off marriage, in the game, he makes the comments "Elusive? Me, elusive? Heh. Obviously you've never tried to grab a Twi'lek dancing girl after drinking too much Ondaran willek juice," and "Exactly. You're still at the beginning of your life. There will be men in your life... perhaps many men... but if you're fortunate you'll find love once."

So, I ran with it.

Of course, he just loves the ironies of life and seeing how people react, so I wouldn't be surprised if he really did go with her just for a drink and some talk but let everyone else's imagination go wild.

 

Talin's maneuvering reminded me a bit of Lyndon Johnson when he was Senate Majority Leader in the '50's, counting votes and building an alliance bloc that would be unbeatable. It's been said LBJ knew the outcome of an important vote before any senators had even cast their ballots on a bill. He had the supreme ability to know where each senator was on an issue, keep his allies in line, and woo his enemies over to his side. He spent a tremendous amount of time on the phone talking to other senators confirming their support, encouraging those who might be wavering in their support, and working with opponents in order to turn them into supporters. Yes, it involved a tremendous amount of wheeling and dealing, and he was a master. Since LBJ held so much sway over so many senators, if he said he'd support your bill if you supported his, you could pretty much guarantee he'd come through with the votes for you. That and he controlled appointments to committees. If you want to get money for your district (and thus get re-elected), you want to be appointed to the Appropriations or Armed Services committees where the money is, not the Environmental committee. He was a master politician.

Anyway, Talin's not about to leave anything to chance when he has the opportunity to influence the outcome in his favor.

 

@JM12--yeah, the beginning that one's another 'came from real life' moment. Fortunately, I wasn't drinking anything to choke on at the time. I have unique friends.

 

Yes, my Dad is improving, and I do thank you all very much for continuing to think of him and pray. He's out of ICU now, happily.

[Diego Varen]

A good Chapter.

[Jae Onasi]

Heh, I was writing some notes out for the rest of the story while sitting at the first aid table at our taekwondo tournament in between sending a guy to the hospital for a bad concussion and treating a broken nose (it was far more 'exciting' today than I would have liked). I realized that I have a continuity error that I have to fix, occuring somewhere between chapter 17 and the latest.

 

A Bindo prize goes to whoever can find it before I fix it.

 

The Bindo prize gains you no money, prizes, gifts, or anything else but fame (and that's marginal at best), and that's only within this thread.

I couldn't tell you if this carries greater or lesser prestige than Machievelli's 'Whatever Prize', however.

 

Dad is doing quite a bit better, and hopefully will get to go home on Tuesday. (yay!!)

 

edit: fixed the two errors I had, so you get a Bindo prize if you found either one.

[Hallucination]

Well, I couldn't find those errors, but I'm sure someone else here could.

@Anyone who finds the things: PM them to me first so I can make sure they're O.K. <_< >_>

 

 

Good to hear you're dad is doing fine.

 

One thing: In the last chapter wouldn't Jae be polite and ask about Dustil? Or did Revan kill him?

[Jae Onasi]

^

 

You know, you're right, she would have asked about her cousin. I'll go fix that one, too--if not in the last chap, then in the next.

I'll give you a Bindo prize for that--it'll look nice on the shelf next to your Whatever prize.

Thanks, too, for thinking of my dad.

 

Edit: fixed that. Now I can move on since the mistakes aren't bugging me anymore.

[Hallucination]

I'll give you a Bindo prize for that--it'll look nice on the shelf next to your Whatever prize.

W33t Huzzah! I'll be putting that right beside my Whatever prize on my couch, standing on top of my laundry, the place where only the most honourable stuff goes.

 

 

Muahahahaha, soon I shall take over the CEC with hopes for better health and pointing out things people have forgotten... Wait... That won't work.... Meh, it's too late to stop.

 

[Jae Onasi]

^

As long as the laundry is clean. I'd hate to know that a Bindo prize is perched atop a pile of dirty, smelly undershirts. You have to have respect for these things, you know.

[Hallucination]

Of course they're clean, I don't want to get in trouble with the RCPP (Royal Canadian Prize Police).