TJ had used the time of the yacht voyage back to Gorgipest considering the possibilities of CID's options as well as attending to his 'crew's' questio...s and where appropriate comfort.He found Clare Gillard a bit down because she had been dismissed off Crusher and the Service in what the Commandant had admitted was blatant political viciousness. But, like so many before him claiming that the overall good of the service was more important, he handed her the orders dismissing her. She had spent. I very much want to encourage them to be willing to reach well beyond the comfort zone of a regular grant proposal.“When the lawyers draft up the agreement, you’ll see that there’ll be some language reserving my right to fund more than one project. I don’t intend to swamp you, but you have some really good talent in this department. I’m hoping that more than one proposal is worthy of going forward.”“Wow.” She paused for a moment of consideration, tapping her finger absentmindedly on a manila. “Exactly! Well balanced, with a chip on both shoulders. This bunch wanted independence from England, and then a socialist utopia where they’d be in charge. Yes, Scotland does need to stand on its own two feet a bit more, but their proposals would just have meant absolute anarchy. I got so fed up with them - you couldn’t reason with them or use logical argument - that I stopped going. But they left Reading in the summer, so hopefully we can now get the Society back to having fun rather than. Stretching her long limbs, the elf yawns, her bare feet touching the wooden floor beneath her feet. As she smacks her lips to get a taste of the morning, she looks down at herself. Her skin has a healthy tan from years of living in the wilderness, her body covered in freckles. "Perfect. Absolutely perfect. Worth every credit. I'll have to thank Gabs for designing this avatar for me. Ahhh!" The elf gasps, and tosses her covers off her lap. "Wow! It's so cute!" she squeals.Reaching down, the.