Mopping up wasn't getting any easier. He still suspected that he was spreading more water around than actually ended up in his bucket.
"They were far from even considering the option of using floppy discs, I assure you. They didn't want any information digitised. They're as stuck in the past sometimes as some of our kind."
He shook himself, thinking of the time when Don Salzer had tried to do otherwise.
"Really, though, Jan. I know there's a lot of us around who'll go out of their way to fight, but as many and more go for centuries without touching a sword for anything but training. There's a lot of good men and women among us, and bad ones, too, just as with the mortals. We're not THAT differnt, you know. And running and hiding - what kind of life is that? It takes all the fun out."
Jan glanced down at the stump of his thumb. What choice had he but to run and hide?
"So why have I only ever met the bad ones? You'd think I've been around long enough, if thee are so many nice guys."
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Date: Saturday, 15 October 2011 20:07 (UTC)Mopping up wasn't getting any easier. He still suspected that he was spreading more water around than actually ended up in his bucket.
"They were far from even considering the option of using floppy discs, I assure you. They didn't want any information digitised. They're as stuck in the past sometimes as some of our kind."
He shook himself, thinking of the time when Don Salzer had tried to do otherwise.
"Really, though, Jan. I know there's a lot of us around who'll go out of their way to fight, but as many and more go for centuries without touching a sword for anything but training. There's a lot of good men and women among us, and bad ones, too, just as with the mortals. We're not THAT differnt, you know. And running and hiding - what kind of life is that? It takes all the fun out."
Jan glanced down at the stump of his thumb. What choice had he but to run and hide?
"So why have I only ever met the bad ones? You'd think I've been around long enough, if thee are so many nice guys."