(Doubtful by Liviu)
Disclaimer 1: This is fanfic. That means I do not own any of it. I just borrow it to play with for a little while and let people see the pathetic
results if they really want to.
Disclaimer 2: I'm not making any money from it. It's just for fun.
Disclaimer 3: What isn't borrowed is all made up. None of this is real or most likely at all realistic. Please don't trust any of the information in here.
Most likely you know more about whatever I'm writing about than I do.
Disclaimer 4: Attitudes, views and opinions expressed by the characters or in the story are not necessarily those of the author. Even when writing Science
Fiction or Fantasy I do not tend to attempt to create perfect/better worlds in which everybody gets a happy end ... or whatever is best for them. Please
accept that some characters will have a bad ending or be unhappy.
Disclaimer 5: I intend no insult to anyone. If I offend anyone I'm very sorry. Please understand that it was an accident as I tend to be very clumsy in these
Disclaimer 6: If my characters' conversations seem odd or they appear to be talking past each other the latter might occasionally be intentional, but most
likely it is an accident and I'm not aware that they are. It's just my bad communication skills.
Jesse yells into his radio: "Jean Claude!!!"
"Yes, Jesse? Could you perhaps keep it short, I ..."
"Where the hell are you all?! There isn't even anybody here to guard the
renegade construction site!"
"Yeah ... Well Jesse ... You see ... There's a new edition of Grimm's fairy
tales that's just come out today and since we just happen to be in the
Fleshling dimension and there's a bookstore just a few hours flight from the
"Fairy tales?! Book shop?!"
"We even managed to chase the Star Sheriffs out of the shop. ... Well, after
they'd bought their books, but ..."
Jesse very slowly: "Jean Claude ..."
"Uh, got to go, Jesse. I'm holding up the line. Over."
Jesse: "... Fairy tales? I hate fairy tales. ... I didn't think that many
Outriders can read."