" Like we were gonna turn that down?" Someone shouted.The whole group laughed."All right. Lets eat!"The meal consisted of fish and vegetables. Normall..., this wouldn't be myfavorite, but seeing the others tucking in gave me the urge to at leasttry it, and I found it amazing.Once the meal was over, we were invited to mingle and there was even adance floor with a band playing, so I decided to meet some of the authorswhose work had touched me.I got a chance to hug Steff the Cyclist, and tell her in. The story went how one initiation requirement forced possible new members to get naked and run at night around the football field track holding a marshmallow between the cheeks of their butt.The challenge, really, was the fact charter members would shoot at you with BB guns trying to get you to drop the marshmallow. That was the closest most common linked memory I could come up visualizing what was happening to me currently. I never knew if the initiation really took place or was just legend.. So, they just dropped their clothes and started humping you right there?”“Is that what Ivy Wilkins said?” Frank nodded. “No. Did. Not. Happen. I’m a pretty private guy about such things, though I’m not representative of the majority of Confederation culture. The girls did drop their togs, that’s Confederacy policy, and we all marched through the transport.”“And then what happened?”“Huh?”“What happened to the girls, one of whom was under-aged?”“Well, first, Don Claudie’s daughter, Kellie was. “You know what is pure shit, and even you don’t know this. Ptah and that cow woman...”“Ariadne.”“Yeah, her.”“And the othersss there,” the snake god added.“I ended up hearing that Ptah tried to do the Dreamtime Solution during the whole Cataclysm fight. It was a damn good plan, and I should have been a part of it. Me, Minawara, and the other aborigine mythics should have been in that ... it would have worked better than it would have.”“You need to keep your hope on thisss,” Nebebkau pointed to.