Suggested changes: {before : after}
On 01/04/2005 02:53 PM, GL Sandborn said:
The nose art, faithfully rendered from the original salvaged by Steve
Friedman, seemed a little out of place, considering the makeup of the
squadron. At one time, the shadowy figure of a cavalry trooper on
horseback, holding his saber pointed forward in full charge had been
a powerful symbol that gave a clue as to the type of man flying the
fighter. Now it was little more than an inappropriate relic from
bygone days. Despite his {feelings : concerns} about the picture
over what it might represent to his squadron, nobody else seemed to
notice.
Looking past his Executive Officer, he spotted the two United
Confederate States' {Veritech's : Veritechs} parked further down the
flight line. He knew Katherine was struggling with something right
now but it wasn't as pressing as his need to fulfill the second part
of their mission. Her problem would have to wait until later. With
nobody in sight, now was the best chance he was likely to get to
check out the rebel fighters.
"She makes my skin crawl," Katherine replied, her hand gripping the
spot on her arm the Ambassador touched. "Just being close to her
makes me want to take a shower."
With as many phobias as the Yorkies seem to have, the Ambassador's
personality and inclinations seems just one more way someone is
sabotaging the negotations. Let me guess, they keep their women secluded.
"I'll tell her," Jeff replied, the corners of his {moth : mouth}
twitching up into a brief smile. He wasn't sure just what to make of
his former protege.
Reaching his own fighter, he quickly kicked the wheel chocks away and
scrambled into the cockpit. Using every shortcut in his inventory,
he brought his aircraft's engines to life in record time. Judging by
the sounds from Katherine's Veritech, she knew many of the same
shortcuts.
I'd be more than a little nervous that someone might have tapered with
the Veritechs while the pilots were away.
Closing her notebook, Bobbi Jo stood up. Her expression {whenn :
when} she looked at him suggested she wanted to say something else.
Instead, she just shook her head and began to walk past him in the
doorway.
"You should have seen it," Samantha crowed. "Those guys thought they
had the Colonel and my sister but me and Missy punched it had and got
there as the fight was just turning against our guys. Missy told me
to follow her but, naturally, I saw my sister in trouble and figured
she needed my help more than the Colonel." Using the time honored
method of pilots describing their exploits, Samantha used her
flattened hands to show how the fight progressed. "Man, I was all
over that punk but he musta been one of their aces. He {pulle d :
pulled} a move I've never seen before and the next thing I knew, he
was glued to my six spittin' lead." Samantha's small audience, three
of Cindy's office girls and Gloria Graywolf, oohed at the appropriate
moments.
Oddly enough, that sounds slightly different from how it went by the
first time. :})
At first, the others stood in stunned silence, tentatively exchanging
glances. When a couple looked Annie's way, she indicated with a jerk
of her head they were to leave. Silent signals passed among the
girls before they silently slipped past Annie, out the door and into
the hall beyond.
I like Annie, she's got her head screwed on with the right side forward.