BEGIN WEEK LOG COMPILATION . . . COMPLETE BEGIN WEEK LOG EDITING . . . . . COMPLETE BEGIN WEEK LOG VIEWING . . . . . WORKING LOG VIEW BEGINS --------------- >>>>>[Ah...Freddy, has Karen given you her Christmas present yet?]<<<<< -- Christopher Tarleton >>>>>[What's a letter opener? For that matter, what's a letter?]<<<<< -- Markale <14:17:59/06-DEC-55> >>>>>[Sabre, can you send Eagle or Whale to get me. India is a real bore. And if I get too bored, I might get tempted to hunt something over here. And with their religion, its not a cool idea. Tell Harley I couldn't find the damn feline anywhere in Chi-town. I hope she has nine lives. She'll need them.]<<<<< -Styx <02:16:58/12-07-55> >>>>>[Oh, Velli? STUFF IT! AJ is a friend. He's never hurt me or mine. In fact, as far as I know, he's never hurt anyone that didn't deserve it thrice over. And Runners are against the laws of OVER 950f the worlds nations. *sigh*]<<<<< -Harlequin *****PRIVATE: Humanis Hater's Club >>>>>[Has anyone seen Dragon? He's no where to be found.]<<<<< --Buzz (The one the only...Human Bee in the Matrix) *****PRIVATE: Humanis Hater's club >>>>>[Uh-oh, he may be in...]<<<<< --Shadow (15:50:30 EST/ 12:28:55) *****PRIVATE: Humanis Hater's Club >>>>>[I hope he doesn't do something stupid, like walking into a barracks.]<<<<< --Buzz (The one the only...Human Bee in the Matrix) >>>>>[It's that time of year again!!! Happy New Year, Seattle!!! Shields and I would like to invite as many people to come as possible to our waterfront home in Medina (Beaux Arts) area of Bellevue on the Eastside. There's a hot tub, a large media room. Naturally, for the deckers there's Shields workshop, which he is always showing off to anyone he can. There's a small medicine lodge available for those in the Shamanic community. We're gonna be catering the party, but I never turn down food that guests bring. Feel free. We would like to have responses so we can plan for twice the food we need anyway. If you're interested, let me know.]<<<<< -- Jasmine < 14:30:24 / 12-28-55 > *****PRIVATE: Fenris >>>>>[Any word if you need my services for said run? I'm going to be around, so let me know.]<<<<< -- Spellslinger (15:31:42/12-28-55) >>>>>[ WOO! WOO! A party, if I am not busy I will stop in. I promise not to trash the place, and not to bring any weapons. I also promise to take double dosages of prozac. I also promise to to rip apart anyone, and or kill anyone. I swear to get so drunk that if there is a fight, I will be to wasted to notice whats going on so I don't get out of control and kill everything in site.]<<<<< -- Tarkis >>>>>[ Oh I guess since Tarkis is going I am going to have to go too, so I can knock him out if he gets outa control.]<<<<< -- Whisper >>>>>[ Good point Whisper, your the only one who can beat me]<<<<< -- Tarkis ***** PRIVATE: Freddy Frypp, Kor, DragonEyes, Blitzkreig, Cherise, Irish >>>>>[I suspect that all of you know who I am and who Kor / Jason is. Because of this I am inviting you and your spouses to a party to be held here at the IS&M factory / plant. I havent really cleared this with my boss man but if he argues Im sure I can handle him (smirk). Its not going to be anything very big at all... a few of the old timer staff will be here and I hope some or all of the above people will show up. We will be providing nothing (my boss is a cheap skate) so bring what you like / want to have. I dont know if all of you are local to Seattle (well, I know the old man (yes, you, Freddy) is down in San Fran somewhere -- Oh, by the way, I like your offices. You might wanna tighten up security a bit. I think I caught your onsite deckers eating Xmas dinner when I showed up -- Ill send you a report)) or even in town but feel free to stop by. We will have the equipment set up if anyone wants to try out some of the new releases. We are planning this to be a very laid back party. Our little oasis in the tempest of the storm that is Seattle.]<<<<< -- Trixie <23:36:40 / 12-28-55> >>>>>[Lady Jasmine, I would be honored to accept your open invitation to your New Year's party. I shall be there.]<<<<< --Ogawa Asaka (18:55:30 EST/ 12:28:55) >>>>>[Sounds like fun. I'll be sure to show up. It's not black tie, is it? I hope not. No Amerindian I know looks good in a tux.]<<<<< -- Spellslinger (17:07:34/12-28-55) >>>>>[The New Year's Eve party at my place is definitely NOT a black tie affair. In fact, I don't even own a suit or sports jacket. Come as you feel fit. Loincloths must be of a pre-approved length. (and width)]<<<<< -- Shields < 16:15:00 / 12-28-55 > >>>>>[Frau Jasmine, i would be like to come to your party. It sounds like fun. I will bringing my deck for fun. You are wondering now where i am the last days. I was mostly in the lab. I found an Ork to testing the vaccine, and it works! He was having only small fever one day after vaccine, and then no effects from the protein, even with bigger doses. You should sending the money to me to give him. Now we can going safely to the fort. I should give the vaccine to Orks and Trolls at least. Also to others to be safer. We can talking about it more at the party.]<<<<< -- Basilisk <11:23:07 GMT/29.Dec.55> *****PRIVATE: Humanis Hater's Club (the Anna Crew) >>>>>[Well, we made it to Jonesboro. Looks like there are enough abandoned places here in town that we won't be needing to rent anything, though food may be more of a question. I've got the initial results of the astral run, and I'm gonna post these board wide. Let's see if they stir up any comments...]<<<<< -- Damselfly (02:27:33 / 12-28-55) >>>>>[For those out there wondering what happened with the crew in Illinois, we're still alive and well. Still wondering if anyone knows why they've got first rate Matrixware in Anna, but no longer hoping anyone might care to respond. The first in-depth series of astral jaunts have also proven rather interesting. For you mundanes out there, Dragonfly has some commentary.]<<<<< -- Damselfly (02:30:20 / 12-28-55) >>>>>[For those of you who might be interested, Damselfly has this interesting spell that lets her transform her astral perceptions into a lovely hallucination for us mundanes. I had the rare opportunity to meet Kim - - er, Housefly -- the other day, and he loaned me a vidcam. Fortunately, the spell will work for the camera, too. (Don't ask me how. I'm a freakin' deck dancer, not a mana slinger.) So when she dove in, I started recording. I spent a little time with the VCR patching it together -- I'm no pro -- and here are the highlights: +++download video: Three forms are present: a tall, slim, hard featured elfin woman; a broad, grotesque skeleton with chunks of mostly rotten flesh and stringy hair dangling from him, dressed in a shimmering tuxedo and tophat; and a lithe black man whose form seems to shimmer between cat and man, never truly resolving into either. A voice {Dragonfly} from behind the camera speaks: Almost like a toned-down Matrix, eh? These are our three projectors, as you probably know. The woman is Damselfly, the catman is N'gase, and the... the... the corpse is Jolly Roger. (a different voice {Roger}) Hey now, man, this is Prime Zombie. I won't be havin' you call me dead. (video continue s as the three move) Vortices of swirling blue twist around the form of Roger, who is looking intently at Damselfly. N'gase, emphatically shaking his head, gestures at him. Damselfly shrigs once, and the scene lurches. The walls previously visible are gone; now a new set of walls surrounds the three, and the walls seem to glow with the same bluish light that runs across the forms of the other three. Other forms are visible, considerably dimmer, entering and exiting the blue wall. N'gase reaches out to touch the wall, draws his paw back quickly, then reaches out to touch it again. (voice {N'gase}) Seems normal. I do not think that this one is very dangerous. Only unorthodox. And do you any recognize it? (female voice {Damselfly} and male voice {Roger} express their ignorance, and voice continues) then we must take care when approaching. (video) Roger points quickly to above and to the left, out of the camera's line of sight, and N'gase spins quickly, chanting and pointing. The cat form momentarily solidifies as a vivid black panther, then returns to its shimmering. (voice {Roger}) Watcher spirit. Be lookin' for those. (video) The view shifts to look in the direction of the pointing, but only wisps of fading blue mark the watcher's former locale. (voice {Damselfly}) Yes, I can see that this would be problematic. Let me establish countermeasures. (video) She gestures a bit and her form gains an uncharacteristic starkness for a moment. Suddenly, a goofy face with wildly rolling eyes is between her hands. (voice {unknown}) Whoohoo! What a day! Whee! What can I do ya fer, hey! (video) The form jitters about, circling Damslefly at a rapidly increasing velocity. (voice {Damselfly}) You can start by stopping that annoying circuit. (video) The form stops, but looks confused. (voice {spirit?}) Circuit? This is a-space, lady. Ain't no dead stuff here. (voice {Damselfly}) Never mind. Just keep an eye on our vicinity, and if you see any other spirits, return to warn me. {Roger} Should have 'im tell me. Time you react, we'll all be dinner. (video) As the spirit flies off, Damselfly gives Jolly Roger a cold stare. He grins, and were it possible for an astral form to blanch, she would. (voice {Roger}) So should we try going through the door? Or you wanna see this other place? {Damselfly} The door first. We'll do the other place tomorrow. (video) The three slip in behind one of the less-vivid forms and proceed across an ornate lobby. Forms move around them as if in a busy office, but the walls remain the bluish tint. (voice {N'gase}) This place is astrally impregnable, no? Very alive, even the walls. This is not nice. (video) The other two say nothing, but proceed up the stairway. The forms are less frequent on the second level. (voice {Roger}) That elevator wasn't downstairs. Watch out for that. (video) He points, and the doors in question (also glowing) open. Inside is a heavy haze of blue light. (voice {Roger}) What the Hell? {Damselfly} I've seen this before. Microbiologicals pumped into the airstream at high quantities. Invisible to the naked eye, but opaque to assensing. And you can't really project through it either. The background count gives me headaches. {Roger} I can see why. That must be whatever it is we're wanting. Too bad we can't get there. Two figures emerge from the elevator, both rather vivid. One turns off to an office and opens the door. The other continues walking toward the group. (voice {N'gase}) Are those auras from that? {new voice, unknown} No, we aren't. (video) A huge ripple of blue suddenly arcs between the new form and Damselfly, who shudders. Roger's arm shoots out, touching the new form, and it collapses. (voice {Roger, shouting} We found the mages. Let's scoot hoop! He flashes out of the picture. (voice, behind camera) Hey, boss, Roger just got a cut over his eye and Damselfly... she don't look good, boss. Fingers fused and all. I think that maybe... {Dragonfly} Shut up, Housefly. They're coming back. Just make sure they don't get worse. {Housefly} Oh. That's pretty. It's the roller-coaster thingy, huh? {Dragonfly} Yes. Go back and watch them. We'll play it for you later. (video) The room again, with Roger, N'gase, and Damselfly standing in nearly the same spots. (voice {Damselfly}) OK, turn it off. I'm going to pass out now. +++++end video Anyone got any ideas? You've seen the site, what do you think? Anyone?]<<<<< -- Dragonfly (02:45:55 /12-28-55) *****PRIVATE: Humanis Hater's Club >>>>>[Let's see what that'll do. Kovak, thanks for the offer. Whenever you feel like headin' down to J'boro, just drop on in. Meantime, I'll try to let you know when the drek hits the fan.]<<<<< -- Dragonfly (02:46:55 / 12-28-55) >>>>>[Hi, I just happen to be a member of the kip posse from Amsterdam and I'm new to this net and just wanted to inform you on a small discovery our quit nerdy decker Barabas did a few days ago. While working in his lab he discovered a new poison that we use in our narcoject's. We are now making it avaibable for the market. The stuff is called "Purple Death" after it's nice colour. To get into detail, it actually is a quite lethal poison. It's only drawback is that it is quite slow to kill. (Actually this might be considered a plus because this makes it quite painful.) It's avaibable through mail order from the kip posse for 75 nuyen a dose+p&p. If you order within a week you also get a "I love Purple Death" button for free (Retail price: 4.99 nuyen). ]<<<<< --Sara Shotgun (Sales representative for the kip posse) {Game notes: Purple Death or a similar poison is quite easy to make. It requires quite common materials worth 250 nuyen and a succes on a Chemistry (8) test. This will produce a number of doses equal to Intelligence. The effect of Purple Death is as follows. The victim must take a body test every day for a period of a week against a target number of 6. Each failure lets the victim lose a point of Strength and Body. if one of the two reaches zero, the victim dies. Antidote can be made in the same way, thought the target number drops to 6 and a dose of Purple Death is required. Side effects of the poison are: Fever, Severe pain, and disabilaty to keep any food inside your stomach for longer then 3 seconds.} >>>>>[Dear Sheilds Hope that you won't mind a few "party crashers"? We are a new team and we are trying to get some Biz so we thought we would do the old shoomze thing. I should tell you the number in our party 5. Our names are Death Jestor(Human) Strikes-Like-Lighting(Amerindian) Luduo(Troll) Rolling Thunder (Dwarf) and me Red Ronnin (Elf). Hope to see you.]<<<<< -Red Ronnin (4:56:30/ 12-30-55) >>>>>[Alright, looks like we got a real party about to happen. I've got to head to Tacoma for a few errands and might not get back till tomorrow afternoon. If you need anything, directions, etc. Call Jas. By the way our address is >>encrypted<<. Just look for the house where all the lunatics are diving into the 4 foot deep hot tub headfirst. We'll see ya at the party.]<<<<< -- Shields < 15:15:00 / 12-30-55 > >>>>>[ Hoi, chummers! Saw an interview KAPOW! did with "Kerran" the other day. It's sorta long, but I'll try to get it downloaded for ya all, sometime. They said, at the end of it, though, that he's "since foregone any contact with the media...following the untimely death of a close, personal friend." _Unfortunately_, he's ALSO "foregone contact" with any of US! If there's anyone out there with a _clue_, *sigh* I've gotta nuyen to spend...]<<<<< -- RANDOM ( THOUGHT PATTERNS ) >>>>>[ I _can_ say he's _not_ takin' Solitaire's death well, AT ALL. HELL, even the snoops've gotten wind of _that_! ]<<<<< -- Sahara (18:21:27 / 12-30-55 ) >>>>>[ It's to be expected, one would suppose. He seems to have been one of the few who actually understood her. The reverse is, likewise, true...making it all the _more_ difficult for him. And, undoubtedly, he's been blaming _himself_ for her death, as is his wont. ]<<<<< == Mozart ( 18:23:41 / 12-30-55 ) >>>>>[ Heard him mutterin' sumthin 'bout how Harlie don't trust him...las' time I saw him...? He seemed pretty torqued! ]<<<<< -- DAKOTA ( 18:25:18 / 12-30-55 ) >>>>>[ Perhaps, my friends, his anxieties could be contributed to the recent, _unfortunate_ turn of events in Chicago, as well? He did, after all, grow up there. He still has many friends amongst the Mafiaso. Many who made their homes amidst the chaos of the Noose, and the Shattergraves. In fact, all which remains of his "family" still dwelt nearby. I'm _sure_ his concern for them must be nigh on _overwhelming_, to say the least. Tis not unreasonable to think he's been made aware of young Mitchell's untimely demise, as well. He was _quite_ familiar with the Truman family, having known them since he was but a boy. Why, I believe he'd known Mitchell, virtually since the lad's _birth_! Tis _always_ difficult to hear of the loss of one so young, so full of ambition and promise. But, when you've called that one "friend"...] -- Mirage ( and:the:shadows / they-shall-prevail ) *****PRIVATE: StreetWolf >>>>>[ I dunno, Senra...these questions...there's jus' so _many_ of em, dammit! An', I dunno what th' frag I'M s'posed ta be doin about it! Ev'rybody's got these DAMNED SLOTTIN' QUESTIONS!! And, th' _answers_!?! There ARE none! None, at all! NO ANSWERS!! _I_ dun got em! There's jus' these...these...questions ...an'...I dun... Sen-sen, DUN tell them! NO ONE! _Understand_? Th' Cairn... DUN TELL _ANY_ONE 'bout it! Or, I SWEAR...I'll...*huge disgusted sigh* I'm sorry.... But, those _voices_...! An'...th' _images_...! By th' Goddess, I dunno if I ken _take_ much more o' this! S'truth, sate! I've thought 'bout askin th' voices...ya know...Frag! I've already _tried_! But, NO!! They'll not answer me! They won't...fuckin...ANSWER me!!! They're jus'...THERE! W' their cryptic _words_! An', their pictures of all that "Past Glory"! Like I GIVE a flyin fuck 'bout their GLORY!! An'...th' NOISE!!! GAWDDAM...th' SCREAMIN!! They jus' _won't_ shut UP! An', I'm so tired...canna see straight... Tis only a matter o' _time_...tha's all! Tha's what I need! TIME! Then, I ken find _some_ way ta work this all out...m'be... I've _tried_ ta ask "em"...o'er an' o'er again! I TRY!! But, ya know what I _get_?!? "Yer not _ready_!" Tha's all they say! Tha' I'm NOT READY... Fer fuckin WHAT?!?!? I DUNNO!!!! An', I'll be _damned_, if it looks like they're gonna TELL me, any time soon!! Oh, DREK!! I'm _so_ fuckin _tired_!! Gawd, I need SLEEP! *HUGE sigh* Jus'...SWEAR ya'll not say a _word_, 'bout all this! No one'd understand...*sigh* They'd jus'...lock me away, again... I...I hafta go, Senra. Remember, cuz...NOT A _WORD_...]<<<<< -- Sean-Cullen (19:15:39 / 12-30-55 ) >>>>>[ Jesse Tyler Mooncross, WHAT is goin' on?!?! NO ONE has seen hide, nor hair, of Nex for, like, EIGHT WEEKS! Save for you and StreetWolf...HUGE fraggin' hint!! I can understand his bein' kinda upset, with Solitaire dyin', and all. And, NOW there's this drek goin' on in Chicago. Ya know, I didn't even think of the connection to Mitch Truman...I guess Mira was right. And, like, allla this WOULD hafta kinda mess a guy up, I guess. But, STILL....! He's been, like, TOTALLY slotted up, since clear back when they went ta TNO, for the wedding. We're talkin' fraggin' JUNE, man!! And, THEN, there's been alla this drek that happened over at the studio...which, BTW, ya STILL haven't filled US in on!!!! I KNOW the guy likes his privacy, but, FRAG! It's been over a month! We've all been tight chummers for, like, FIVE YEARS! That oughta count for SOMETHIN'!! And, it WAS our equipment that got trashed, too! So, come on, chummer...SPIN IT!!! ]<<<<< -- Sahara ( 21:20:47 / 12-30-55 ) *****PRIVATE:Random >>>>>[What the HELL is going on with Nex????!!! We were told by Roxey that he was still on tour. Give us the low down. Tell Nex that we are right now in >>>>>encrypted<<<<< dealing with our old pals. Dragon is missing, where he is we have no idea but we guess he's doing something stupid.]<<<<< --Buzz (The one the only...Human Bee in the Matrix) Sorry for takin up the bandwidth with this lil' "connector"... *****PRIVATE: Humanis Hater's Club (Anna Crew) >>>>>[Hey! Did anyone just see that flare in the astral? Or was it just me? ANYONE?]<<<<< -- Damselfly (00:05:45 / 12-31-55) >>>>>[Hey, Shields... love to take you up on that, but we're kinda stuck down here in J'boro right now... I've been trying to rig a video feed so we could *virtually party* with limited success... so far, the best I can get is video in one datajack, Matrix in the other. Great for me, sux for everyone else. I did find this old TV, though... and maybe if I can strip out someone's telecom... well, you get the picture. So whaddya think? We've got our own champagne (well, moonshine at least...)]<<<<< -- Dragonfly (already / buzzing) >>>>>[Um, Roger said I should get on and say something about his little rollercoaster ride. He said it wasn't fun this time, and I said how come you're hurt and he said because it wasn't fun and I said why not and he told me to shut up. And then he told me that I should tell everybody that according to his most recent astral survey Anna has bloodsuckers. And I said but shouldn't I tell everyone here too and he said +++++ LINK TERMINATED]<<<<< -- Housefly (00:15:45 / 12-31-55) *****PRIVATE: Buzz >>>>>[ I wish I KNEW!!! But, Buzz, I have NO IDEA! I haven't seen him, since the night they nuked Chicago...and, I don't think I'm GONNA see him ...least, not any time _soon_! Goddess, I WISH I knew what was goin ON, with him! He's REALLY got me worried...hell, ALL of us worried! Things are NOT good, and he is REALLY messed up! Talk about doin somethin stupid... we're gonna REALLY hafta start keepin an eye out for him! And, once we FIND him...we're gonna hafta keep a close eye ON him!! Cause, Buzz, old habits die hard...and his aren't even mortally wounded! Look, I gotta get goin...it's late, and SOMEONE has ta be doin some work on this damned album! *SIGH* I hope Dragon's okay...but, I guess it's futile ta say I hope he ain't done nuthin stupid...*weak smirk* Buzz...he's still in the bottle, BACK on the chips...*deep breath* and...I _think_--I can't be SURE--but, I THINK...I _might_ 've found...*pause*...I might've found...tracks...on his arm...he might be trancin, again...but, I can't be SURE, ya know... I gotta go...ya know...talk to ya later. You guys take care, alright. Be _careful_, I mean it...]<<<<< -- RANDOM ( 02:25:12 / 12-31-55 ) >>>>>[Well, I've got a member of the so-called Motley Crew, Dragon, in my grasp, as you will see shortly. But, first, I would like to make an offer to his friends. Buzz, One, you and your friends will not come to Anna, IF you are not already in the area; Two, IF you are in the area, you will immediately leave; and Three, you will never interfere with me and my organization, again. If these conditions are met Dragon will be allowed to live; If not, he will die in excrutiating pain. Now to deliver my little promise: +++++Trideo Feed The camera shows a dim room with concrete walls, without any windows, and a stainless steel floor. The only light seems to be coming from a single light bulb swinging gently on a long wire. You see clamped in a sitting position on a chair (with what seem to be wires attached) a short, calm Japanese male.(most of you recognize this form to be Dragon) Standing a short distance away is a burly human, that you have never seen before. This human is dressed in camoflage clothing and wears a black beret hat has a white fist overlaid with a red roman numeral 5. The camera pans to a steel door with a plexiglass window with steel bars crisscrossing it. The door opens and in enters a human male, who looks to be middle-aged; stands about 6', and looks to be well-built although lean. His sandy-blond hair looks like it is just barely starting to grey. The camera gives him a close-up and you can see the malice in his cold blue eyes. The camera gives a full shot,as he walks over to Dragon and speaks to the burly human, "Mugsy, is this fool secured?" The burly human replies, "Yess, he izz, Bawss." Dragon calmly states, "Abrams, you won't win." The lean human backhands Dragon, who doesn't even flinch, and orders, "You will keep your mouth shut until asked, is that understood." Dragon just looks at the human as if annoyed, but says nothing. The lean human asks, "Where are your friends?" Dragon does not answer. The lean human backhands Dragon, once more: "ANSWER ME!" Dragon replies, "Go to hell, Abrams." The lean human (who you thought; but only now know to be Abrams), turns to Mugsy and says, "Let's give him a little illumination." Mugsy walks over to one of the walls where you now see a large switch. "Give me the word, Bawss." Abrams turns back to Dragon, "I'll give you one last chance, where are they?!" Dragon says, "In Seattle, you fool." Abrams states, "You lie. Mugsy." Mugsy throws the switch, and Dragon's body starts to jump uncontrollably; but to your amazement there is no sound coming from Dragon, he doesn't seem to feel the electricity flowing through his body. Abrams says after about a minute, "Enough." Mugsy returns the switch to its original position. Abrams asks, "Who else is with you?" Dragon growls, "I am alone." Abrams smiles, "Why are you here?" Dragon replies, "I was hired to find out what is going on here." Abrams laughs, "Tell us the truth. You and your friends heard about things that are going on around this area, and you came here to thwart me, Right?" Dragon says, "No." Abrams says, "Mugsy, give him a bigger dose." Mugsy replies, "But bawss, we're already using enough to kill weak elvess. If we use a higher dose he may die and what good will that do uss?" Abrams spits, "I did not get you assigned to me for your thoughts. But on this one instance, I will agree with you." Abrams thinks for about a minute, "Alright, give him some Sodium Pentothol, and we'll see if we can get the information we want out of him; but, first, I will tell him how dangerous I am." Addresses Dragon, "Well, you will not tell us what we wish to know; in that case, you need to know something about me. I have, in the past, ordered the destruction of a villiage in S-S Council lands. The village's name was Silver Lake. I ordered it's destruction to cause a war between TT and NAN, and if that had failed to place the blame on Aztlan and the UCAS. All to promote my country's interests. I can easily destroy you as well." Dragon replies calmly, "I do not fear death. It will be a release from this state of being." Abrams growls, "Give him the drug." Mugsy moves to Dragon and gives him a shot. the camera fades and the scene is no more. +++++End Trideo Feed The Sodium Pentothal did not change Dragon's statements, but we are still working on getting the truth out of him.]<<<<< --Jacob Abrams (11:45:30 EST/12:31:55) ---------- ENDLOG BEGIN POSTING . . . . . . . . COMPLETE AUTHORISATION - {Doc-X} . . . VERIFIED