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Message no. 1
From: Paul J. Adam Shadowtk@********.demon.co.uk
Subject: Fourteen Letter S-Word
Date: Fri, 26 Feb 1999 00:01:40 +0000
*****PRIVATE: Nar'moh'ach
>>>>>[You know what I mean. SNUGGLEBUNNIES! What your ex-SEAL is playing
with his ex-wife.

Pulled this off the bug in their room. He's swept it, he missed this
one, don't know how you did it but it worked just fine.


+++++begin transcript
K: Kathleen Malone
C: Christian F. Mitchell


K: You're different, Christian. You've changed so much...

C: For better, or for worse?

K: Just... different. You're more distant, but you're not so arrogant,
you listen better. At least you're still a good lay. Better than
before, even, your style's changed a lot.

C: I got plenty of practice. What happened to Widget?

K: What? Oh, the cat? When Neal and I moved out, we left him with Mrs
Sattersfield. He was spending most of his time there anyway, Neal
didn't like cats.

C: Figures. And what happened to Neal anyway?

<pause>

K: He threw me out.

C: <laughter> Let me guess, you suggested marriage? And he, having seen
how you took me to the cleaners, told you to pack your bags and
leave?

K: No! Nothing like that. <pause> There was another guy.

C: _Another_ guy? Come on, Kath, at least I manage to run mine one at a
time! So, Neal wasn't ringing the bells for you any more?

K: Neal... he was... I made a mistake with Neal. It was fun having him
fawn over me for a while, but I got sick of it, he kept harping on
about how lucky he was to have me. His angel. And angels have to be
treated delicately and gently. No spontaneity, no...

C: Spark? Enthusiasm? Passion?

K: Exactly. Anyway, Tony reminded me of you, and after Neal the sex was
just so... Someone told Neal and he caught us, and that was it. His
angel had fallen. He wanted me out of his life forever.

C: Except I'd guarantee Neal didn't punch anyone. Except maybe himself.

K: He sat down and cried.

C: Figures.

K: Neal was always terrified you'd come back, you know. That's why he
got the restraining order. He was so sure you were going to come back
and kill him.

C: Why? He wasn't worth wasting effort on.

K: It was about me. He couldn't believe you'd let me go.

C: You cheated on me and you laughed in my face when I caught you. He
was welcome to you. See how he reacted when he found you humping
someone else?

K: But... you brought me here!

C: I didn't. The Doctor did. His idea, not mine, he thought I'd
appreciate a partner and that having it be you would amuse me. He was
right.

K: You - you mean -

C: Kath, if I didn't want you with me I'd tell the Doc, and you'd be
designated entertainment for the troops, then a bug host when nobody
wanted to hump your cute blonde body any more. That's how fast you'd
be gone. Wasn't my idea to get you here, but I'm not complaining.

<pause>

K: So what is the deal here?

C: He's a megalomaniac. I'm helping him out.

K: Conquering the world?

C: North America. The UCAS first, then whatever he can add to that. He
says he's working with the bugs so he can turn on them and destroy
them when the time's right, well, if I discover he's lying I'll kill
the sonofabitch and he ought to know that.

K: And you're helping him?

C: Damn right. Being a good guy kept getting me shafted. I was broke,
lonely, and on the shitty end of the stick every damn time. Whereas
look at this! You name it, I've got it. These quarters. If I wanted
more space, more luxury, I only have to ask. You, sharing my bed.
Over four thousand troops under my _personal_ control. Respect.
Fear.

This is a _good_ deal, Kath, where are we going to do better?

K: We?

C: You don't want to stick around?

K: No! I mean, yes! I was just... what if you get tired of me?

C: You'd better make sure I don't. <chuckle>
+++++end transcript

She took that as a cue to show him how interesting she could be. ]<<<<<
-- Yefrem <23:36:42/02-26-60>

*****PRIVATE: Yefrem
>>>>>[Good. We may need Mitchell sooner than I estimated. Neither of the
Hunters I sent out have returned.]<<<<<
-- Nar'moh'ach <23:46:37/02-26-60>
Message no. 2
From: Paul J. Adam Shadowtk@********.demon.co.uk
Subject: Fourteen Letter S-Word
Date: Fri, 26 Feb 1999 00:01:40 +0000
*****PRIVATE: Nar'moh'ach
>>>>>[You know what I mean. SNUGGLEBUNNIES! What your ex-SEAL is playing
with his ex-wife.

Pulled this off the bug in their room. He's swept it, he missed this
one, don't know how you did it but it worked just fine.


+++++begin transcript
K: Kathleen Malone
C: Christian F. Mitchell


K: You're different, Christian. You've changed so much...

C: For better, or for worse?

K: Just... different. You're more distant, but you're not so arrogant,
you listen better. At least you're still a good lay. Better than
before, even, your style's changed a lot.

C: I got plenty of practice. What happened to Widget?

K: What? Oh, the cat? When Neal and I moved out, we left him with Mrs
Sattersfield. He was spending most of his time there anyway, Neal
didn't like cats.

C: Figures. And what happened to Neal anyway?

<pause>

K: He threw me out.

C: <laughter> Let me guess, you suggested marriage? And he, having seen
how you took me to the cleaners, told you to pack your bags and
leave?

K: No! Nothing like that. <pause> There was another guy.

C: _Another_ guy? Come on, Kath, at least I manage to run mine one at a
time! So, Neal wasn't ringing the bells for you any more?

K: Neal... he was... I made a mistake with Neal. It was fun having him
fawn over me for a while, but I got sick of it, he kept harping on
about how lucky he was to have me. His angel. And angels have to be
treated delicately and gently. No spontaneity, no...

C: Spark? Enthusiasm? Passion?

K: Exactly. Anyway, Tony reminded me of you, and after Neal the sex was
just so... Someone told Neal and he caught us, and that was it. His
angel had fallen. He wanted me out of his life forever.

C: Except I'd guarantee Neal didn't punch anyone. Except maybe himself.

K: He sat down and cried.

C: Figures.

K: Neal was always terrified you'd come back, you know. That's why he
got the restraining order. He was so sure you were going to come back
and kill him.

C: Why? He wasn't worth wasting effort on.

K: It was about me. He couldn't believe you'd let me go.

C: You cheated on me and you laughed in my face when I caught you. He
was welcome to you. See how he reacted when he found you humping
someone else?

K: But... you brought me here!

C: I didn't. The Doctor did. His idea, not mine, he thought I'd
appreciate a partner and that having it be you would amuse me. He was
right.

K: You - you mean -

C: Kath, if I didn't want you with me I'd tell the Doc, and you'd be
designated entertainment for the troops, then a bug host when nobody
wanted to hump your cute blonde body any more. That's how fast you'd
be gone. Wasn't my idea to get you here, but I'm not complaining.

<pause>

K: So what is the deal here?

C: He's a megalomaniac. I'm helping him out.

K: Conquering the world?

C: North America. The UCAS first, then whatever he can add to that. He
says he's working with the bugs so he can turn on them and destroy
them when the time's right, well, if I discover he's lying I'll kill
the sonofabitch and he ought to know that.

K: And you're helping him?

C: Damn right. Being a good guy kept getting me shafted. I was broke,
lonely, and on the shitty end of the stick every damn time. Whereas
look at this! You name it, I've got it. These quarters. If I wanted
more space, more luxury, I only have to ask. You, sharing my bed.
Over four thousand troops under my _personal_ control. Respect.
Fear.

This is a _good_ deal, Kath, where are we going to do better?

K: We?

C: You don't want to stick around?

K: No! I mean, yes! I was just... what if you get tired of me?

C: You'd better make sure I don't. <chuckle>
+++++end transcript

She took that as a cue to show him how interesting she could be. ]<<<<<
-- Yefrem <23:36:42/02-26-60>

*****PRIVATE: Yefrem
>>>>>[Good. We may need Mitchell sooner than I estimated. Neither of the
Hunters I sent out have returned.]<<<<<
-- Nar'moh'ach <23:46:37/02-26-60>

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