I thought the next few weeks would be a good time to reach into my jar* of anonymous prompts and prompt suggestions from folks who couldn't take a specific date. * Okay, it's actually a really big pill bottle. Still, it serves the purpose! So, this week's prompt is: speed Just don't crash and burn!

Hehe

I'll send you a prompt for your pill bottle, EW

Okay, I'd better do a little explaining. I had an unexpected second surgery Friday. (I'm okay. The equipment attached to my leg needed to be adjusted.) So I was still a bit woozy when I posted. (What I said seemed to make much more sense then!) First of all, there are upcoming dates that have been adopted by kind members of Gatchamania. No changes are being made there. It's during the upcoming gaps in the calendar that I'll be emptying the pill bottle. (What's the point of taking suggestions for prompts if they're never used?) So, if you have suggestions, feel free to send them. Otherwise, just act llike this is just another day in the Bradbury's Jar universe. Thanks!

It made enough sense. I hope the second surgery helped!

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KT: Heh heh. An astute observation.

A taste of his own medicine eh?

LOL, Jason makes a great point! I still think he should tell Nambu, though. Even if Nambu is a jerk and hides things that he really shouldn't, Jason is better than that.

He he, here I could say "Jason is better than anyone"! ETA: EW, I PM'd you some prompts.

DT -- got 'em. Thanks.

If Jinpei had taken a moment to think about the speed that his situation had accellerated at, his mind would have reeled. What had started as an undercover mission to investigate rumors of Galactor recruiting from juvenile detention centers has firmly placed him at a secret location, getting fitted with a very convincing imitation of the Swallow BirdStyle. And now he found himself in what looked like an empty hangar, receiving flying lessons from a couple of Blackbirds. The taller Blackbird let out a loud, disgusted snort as Jinpei careened to the right and crashed to the floor. As Jinpei pulled himself to his feet, he wondered how these guys got anything done -- the suit felt wrong, they used the wrong muscles to fly...hell, they probably used the wrong finger to pick their noses! "Now, Gentleman," Jinpei heard a man with a thick Texican accent say behind him, "our commander told you to be patient with our newest member." Jenpei turned toward the voice and -- Aniki?! "Whaddya want, Jeremy?" the shorter Blackbird grumbled. Except for a very slight difference in posture, the Eagle standing before him was a dead-ringer for the real thing -- the BirdStyle, the jawline...perfect. "Suppertime." the Texican accent replied, "The Mistress wants Jinpei to meet the rest of the team."

Oh dear, mayhem is definitely afoot

catching up a bit on the prompt submissions... KT - The more you flesh out Julia, the less I like her. Joe really needs to get things out in the open. If Nambu is going to have a child with this woman and be attached to her for the rest of his life as a result, he needs to know who will be around that child. EW - EEP! Yep, that about covers it...

EW, this sounds like a good Galactor plan....