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“What? Give that here.” The Precedent Commander scowled. It aggrieved him to see this undirected, crackling energy.  
“What? Give that here.” The Precedent Commander scowled. It aggrieved him to see this undirected, crackling energy.  


A.J. tossed over the piece. Hare inspected it. The workmanship was rough, but sound. It was put together with a young man’s vigour. The structure was sturdy: the defs were true — zilch redundancies. The cross-refs dovetailed — xml field-embedded, auto-updating. The multi-level numbering was rudimentary but true. Hare lined up the counterpart assembly and took a sighter. Straight. Clean.  
A.J. tossed over the piece. Hare inspected it. The workmanship was rough, but sound. It was put together with a young man’s vigour. The structure was sturdy: the defs were clean — zilch redundancies. The cross-refs dovetailed — xml field-embedded, auto-updating. The multi-level numbering was rudimentary but true. Hare lined up the counterpart assembly and took a sighter. Straight. ''Sweet''.  


“Yeah, that’s not bad, but there’s not a lot that can go wrong on a [[Calculation agent|calc agent]] appointment [[side letter]]. You got a bit to learn yet, lad.”
“Yeah, that’s not bad, but there’s not a lot that can go wrong on a [[Calculation agent|calc agent]] appointment [[side letter]]. You got a bit to learn yet, lad.”
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The boy looked at him with blazing, fierce excitement. “That’s all I ''want'', sir — to learn. Whatever you got, I’m buying!”
The boy looked at him with blazing, fierce excitement. “That’s all I ''want'', sir — to learn. Whatever you got, I’m buying!”


Commander Hare shook his head thoughtfully. The kid had it bad: it was time to have some fun with him. He chuckled to himself, dug into the hopper and pulled out a lightweight chro-moly [[engagement letter|engagement iron]] with a [[silencer]].  
Commander Hare shook his head thoughtfully. The kid had it bad: it was time to have some fun with him. He chuckled to himself, dug into the hopper and pulled out a lightweight chro-moly engagement iron with a [[silencer]].  


He tossed it over. “What do you make of this one then, lad?”
He tossed it over. “What do you make of this one then, lad?”
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“Oh yes sir, yes! Yes, of course I understand that.”
“Oh yes sir, yes! Yes, of course I understand that.”


“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.”


A.J. 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, written not in the coloured narrative of some historian, but encoded in the primary source of action, thrust, counterpoint, parry and blow, forged in the white heat of conflict. Here was all the derring-do; all the struggles; all the pear-shaped hulks and wrecked [[prospectus]]es, uncoloured, unspun, encoded upon — ''comprising'' — the very fabric of history. 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.  
A.J. 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, written not in the coloured narrative of some historian, but encoded in the primary source of action, thrust, counterpoint, parry and blow, forged in the white heat of conflict. Here was all the derring-do; all the struggles; all the pear-shaped hulks and wrecked [[prospectus]]es, uncoloured, unspun, encoded upon — ''comprising'' — the very fabric of history. 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.