<Public> Three question marks DepthCharge says, "Who wants to hear the fic I just started."

<Public> Dealer Jazz says, "Sure!"

<Public> Three question marks DepthCharge says, "It has both Fulcrum and Fleet in it!"

<Public> Yellow For A Reason Fleet says, "Oh dear."

<Public> Yellow For A Reason Fleet says, "What the hell. I'm game."

<Public> Three question marks DepthCharge says, "The cat in the hat said to the Fleet, pulling the socks onto his feet. "Dear friend," he asked, starting to stare "What do you suppose is over there?" The seeker of somewhat cowardly stance turned to the direction and began to glance. To look, to partake, to gaze he did. And the memory of what he saw he would never rid. Why laying over there by the door. Was Fulcrum shot through is laser core. "Oh my!" Fleet did exclaim. Quickly backing up, with speed akin to his name. "The blacksmith of the empire has been shot. And to be honest I'm not sure if this is good or not. Though he was bearded, a good quality to possess. He had many faults, I feel I must stress. For one he was inferior to DepthCharge in many ways. To list how better DC is I would be here for days.""

<Public> Free questing parks Fulcrum grrs, shaking a fist