I go downstairs and romp around the living and look at the clock and realize that it was nearly 8 o'clock in the evening. I had always wanted to go ou... of the house but had never found the courage to do so. But this time, not only was I extremely passable, I knew that it would be now or never. So I head back upstairs and find one of my sisters miniature backpack purses, throw some money in it (I might get hungry later) and go to the front door.Driving up my courage, I open the door and step. It would record the entire mission, and signal, when it was safe to attempt to remove the weapons. The complicated stasis box, that we had used to travel here, was equipped with a small rocket. It would fire through the Vortex, to alert the groundside crew, that we were ready for the removal of the weapons.We couldn’t use the short-range radio frequencies, to communicate groundside, because it would activate the security system inside the ship. From all accounts; that was a very, very, bad. Very well, how many of you want to live through your next battle whether it's a boarding or on land?" We all do of course!" Ain't nobody want to die, ye fool!" I don't have a death wish that for sure!" The calls came quickly and loudly."Good. At least we can assume we're not a group of fools here." Taking a deep breath Dent continued as emotionlessly as possible, "One of my functions here is to improve your chances of living through the next battle." Why should we listen to some pissant little. With history, you have to read history. Learn history. And then the lady who's giving me that course, I don't know that she's the least bit impressed by me getting through high school at the same age as her own daughter, who's in middle school.Plus, I think that Jeffrey might just think I'm cute. A novelty. Not that I would ever think of exploiting that. That was a conversation with Dan."Has he said anything? Made any sort of move?" Dan asked."No," I said. "And I am always very proper, you.