From:	Erik S Jameson <esj@***.UUG.ARIZONA.EDU>
Subject:	Kor?
Date:	Sat, 3 Dec 1994 17:39:31 -0700

*****PRIVATE: Kor
>>>>>[I hadn't heard from you in a while, and then you go off the
fraggin' deep end on me. What in the frag are you talking about? You
don't have _anything_ left to live for? I've gone through that feeling
twice now in my life, and I managed to survive. And I'm just a goddamn
corporate whore with magic. But you...you have morals, you have a code.
Or at least you used to. And I think you still have it somewhere.
You've mentioned once while in a drunken stupor that there are things out
there, creatures beyond evil, more powerful than the Invae. I have
"spoken" (and I use that term loosely) with both Dunkelzahn and Rhonabwy
and they both hinted at the same thing. You just gonna let
these...things...the Invae...just win?!?! That's not you Kor. You
aren't a goddamn little pansy, ready to roll over at the slightest bit of
pain. Bear is strong; what about you? I had only myself to lean on when
I lost my family. I also ended up losing my job and my first fiance to
alcohol, and good old fashioned self pity. I made it out though. And
when I lost my second fiance, the one true love of my benighted,
miserable life, I crawled out of the bottle _real_ damn quick. What
drove me Kor? Frag if I know. You just have to go with your life,
regardless of how fragged up it is.

If you want to die, then fine. I can't, and won't stop you. It's a
man's own perogative to choose when he dies, if he indeed can. But do it
right. Make it so people will remember Kor as being a hero, not as some
drunken has-been. In other words, lets go find the sonofabitch that
killed your father. And make him suffer. Revenge, or retribution, is as
good a reason to live as any other. Trust me, I know a little something
about retribution. So crawl out of the damn bottle and find your way up
to Seattle. I'll have a first-class ticket up here waiting for you at
the SF airport. I'll be waiting for you.]<<<<<
--the Whistler<18:13:24/12-3-55>