Subject: Re: [FFML] [R1/2][teaser] A Little Different...
From: Nathan Baxter
Date: 4/10/1999, 9:38 PM
To: Petes
CC: ffml@fanfic.com

	"I'm Lonko Saotome... I can't believe this." She said and rolled her
eyes.

I'm sorry, this is interesting enough not to deserve this, buuutt:

   I was there, at the dawn of the Third Age of Mankind.
   It began in the Earth year 1999 with the founding of 
   the last of the Jusenkyo stations, located deep in 
   nuetral space. It was a port of call for refugees, 
   smugglers, businessmen, diplomats and travelers from 
   a hundred worlds. It could be a dangerous place, but 
   we accepted the risk because Jusenkyo 5 was our last, 
   best hope for a cure.

   Under the leadership of its final commander, Jusenkyo 
   5 was a dream given form...a dream of a galaxy without 
   curses, where people could live side by side without 
   fear of cold water...a dream that was endangered as 
   never before by the arrival of one man on a mission 
   of perversion.

   Jusenkyo 5 was the last of the Jusenkyo stations. 
   This is its story.

                    --Ambassador Lonko Mollari

I'm sorry, I just couldn't resist. It was the name, you see.

Be well.
Nathan Baxter




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