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<blockquote data-quote="Job" data-source="post: 3024835" data-attributes="member: 37196">Moore sits quietly in his room while the small group of team members gather in the doorway.&nbsp; At first, he seems as confused as everyone, then bends over to pick up a crumpled newspaper on the floor and glances at the front page.&nbsp; He goes quite still for a moment, then sighs.Looking up at everyone, he straightens his glasses and says with deadpan composure, &quot;Gentlemen, you heard Mister Starkweather.&nbsp; The schedule is advanced;&nbsp; we now leave on the 9th, just 5 days from now.&nbsp; We'll have to work a bit harder, I'm afraid.&nbsp; &quot;And from this article,&quot; he says, holding up the newspaper, &quot;you'll see that our Commander has apparently decided that Acacia Lexington will not steal the headlines from him again.&nbsp; He has asked that we locate a female team member.&nbsp; Mr. Barrow, I'll need your help with this.&nbsp; We originally had a female apply for the expedition, but she was turned down by Mr. Starkweather.&quot; &nbsp;&nbsp; Dr. Moore then turns and opens a drawer in his desk, searches through some manila folders and pulls out a few typewritten papers.&nbsp; &quot;Ah!&nbsp; Here she is:&nbsp; Camille Bardier, a pilot.&nbsp; She was staying here at the hotel in room 305.&nbsp; Please see if she's still there and do everything within reason to get her to join our expedition.&nbsp; If you have trouble, come back and see me.<a href="http://www.enworld.org/showpost.php?p=2435025&amp;postcount=21" target="_blank">Camille Bardier's Letter of Application</a> And now, gentlemen, if you'll excuse me, I must dress.&nbsp; I shall see you at the breakfast.&quot;He hands you the newspaper and says nothing more as he ushers you all out of his room, closing the broken, now-unlockable door as best he can.~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Job (the tortured one).</blockquote>

[QUOTE="Job, post: 3024835, member: 37196"] Moore sits quietly in his room while the small group of team members gather in the doorway. At first, he seems as confused as everyone, then bends over to pick up a crumpled newspaper on the floor and glances at the front page. He goes quite still for a moment, then sighs. Looking up at everyone, he straightens his glasses and says with deadpan composure, [COLOR=Yellow]"Gentlemen, you heard Mister Starkweather. The schedule is advanced; we now leave on the 9th, just 5 days from now. We'll have to work a bit harder, I'm afraid. "And from this article,"[/color] he says, holding up the newspaper, [color=yellow]"you'll see that our Commander has apparently decided that Acacia Lexington will not steal the headlines from him again. He has asked that we locate a female team member. Mr. Barrow, I'll need your help with this. We originally had a female apply for the expedition, but she was turned down by Mr. Starkweather." [/COLOR] Dr. Moore then turns and opens a drawer in his desk, searches through some manila folders and pulls out a few typewritten papers. [COLOR=Yellow]"Ah! Here she is: Camille Bardier, a pilot. She was staying here at the hotel in room 305. Please see if she's still there and do everything within reason to get her to join our expedition. If you have trouble, come back and see me. [URL=http://www.enworld.org/showpost.php?p=2435025&postcount=21]Camille Bardier's Letter of Application[/URL] And now, gentlemen, if you'll excuse me, I must dress. I shall see you at the breakfast."[/COLOR] He hands you the newspaper and says nothing more as he ushers you all out of his room, closing the broken, now-unlockable door as best he can. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Job (the tortured one). [/QUOTE]

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