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The boy looked star-struck. | The boy looked star-struck. | ||
But, now you need a long wait. Now, listen to me: as long as you don’t touch anything, I’m happy to let you go in. But this is a sacred space, understand? This is reserved | But, now you need a long wait. Now, listen to me: as long as you don’t touch anything, I’m happy to let you go in. But this is a sacred space, understand? This is reserved sanctuary for the Eagle Squad Commanders, and you must respect it. There is their library; their control; their golden stream of authority. There is so much vital wisdom here, catalogued and arranged carefully. Some of the scripts are extremely fragile.” | ||
Burke slapped a pair of white cotton gloves on the counter. | |||
“Wear these.” | |||
“Oh yes sir, yes! Yes, of course I understand that.” | “Oh yes sir, yes! Yes, of course I understand that.” | ||
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“All right, lad. In you go. The waits are stored at the far end of the boilerplate stacks. Head down to row five, column eight. I’ll be down presently. And don't touch anything.” | “All right, lad. In you go. The waits are stored at the far end of the boilerplate stacks. Head down to row five, column eight. I’ll be down presently. And don't touch anything.” | ||
Barberazza navigated the boilerplate, running his finger across the dusty spines | Barberazza navigated the boilerplate, running his gloved finger across the dusty spines. It was all here: all the ineffable, intricate, technical engineering and wiring schematics they contained. This was the articulated history of the Eagle Squad’s exploits — all the derring do; all the struggles; all the pear-shaped hulks and wrecked prospectuses. Every aspect: third party rights, representations, warranties, covenants, conditions precedent, conditions subsequent, waivers, notices, assignments, governing law, non-exclusive jurisdiction, exclusive jurisdiction, sovereign immunity, process agency, and protocols, organised by [[trade association]] and cross checked by regulatory regime. | ||
There were shelves and shelves of them, all housed on ancient mahogany. He hit the ISDA stack and the boy stared in awestruck wonder at the ancient wisdom they contained. There is was: the motherlode: the [[1985 ISDA Code of Standard Wording, Assumptions and Provisions for Swaps|1985 Code]]. The [[1987 ISDA Interest Rate and Currency Exchange Agreement|’87]]. The [[1992 ISDA Master Agreement|’92]]. The [[2002 ISDA Master Agreement|’02]], and even a prototype [[2008 ISDA Master Agreement|2008]], still in its shrink-wrap, never used. And every conflict, every situation, every skirmish, every desperate last stand in furtherance of those sacred testaments that the [[Eagle Squad]] heroes had ever mounted. User guides, tax addenda, elections schedules, bail-in protocols, master confirms, closing agendas, global securities — ''everything''. Work manuals to deal with every situation. | |||
No sign of the old timer. ''Where was he?'' It had been fifteen minutes now. | |||
But the young soldier was happy — he was in ''heaven''. This was like the Library of Alexandria. Then he hit the [[Mark-up|mark-up]] depot. | |||
“Oh, boy.” | |||
The Boy’s pulse quickened. This was the ''special'' sauce. Assorted, curated clips and parchments, some dating back ''decades'' — manuscript amendments, balloons, blobs, [[rider]]s inserts, [[side letter]]s, variations, accessions. Everything was here: the sum total of Eagles Squad learning. | |||
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