Birthday ficlet: Bomber
A little birthday story for
kalypso_v. Word count: a century and a quarter.
Bomber
"My aide tells me that you were once a cricketer. A rather well-known one."
"Aye, Commander."
"Supreme commander." Servalan checked the dossier on her screen. "I have never seen the point of sports games, especially one that can last for days, and I have no idea what a fast bowler is. Tell me, what made you resign from the Terran interplanetary side and take up your present profession?"
"Ah." Jarriere placed a thoughtful finger against his nose. "I was known as 'Bomber' for demolishing the opposition's defence, ye see, and it used tae occur to me what fun the real thing would be. I have tae say, it's been much more satisfying."
Love then, not conviction; he would ask no questions. "Very well. You're hired."

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PS
I'm not quite that old yet!
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An initial S didn't register when you typed that, I think.
There's what appears to have been an exciting match in the one day series and TMS isn't covering it. Oh well, highlights this evening.
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We almost beat Australia last night to my amazement and regret that it was so close.
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*laughs* I admire the cheek of that
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