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Date Posted: 17:56:51 08/01/01 Wed
Author: Lord Kyrocos
Subject: The streets below hummed...

Kyrocos stood silent and baffeled as he looked out the window of his new office room, watching the busy street below. How did this happen? What was so significant about me that I was chosen for such a high ranking office?

He began to pace around the room, taking inventory of his new surroundings. He picked up his nameplate. He noticed that the wording said "Lord Kyrocos".

Humf, that's a big change...but I think I like it...

As he looked at other objects around the room, he continued to contimplate his current situation. After
Megatron took his spark years ago, his first body was badly damaged. He didn't know why he was saved, or by whom he was saved, but someone or something had reconstructed his tattered body. He couldn't remember much of his past before his reconstructive surgery. He now was the shabbally put together remains of the former Predicon wolf he was, and with that, a lion, and the crumpled wings of a dragonfly. Who his downers were, he didn't know...nor did he care. He was solitary by nature, and he hated companionship of any kind with a fierce passion. He could tolerate light converstation...sometimes. Otherwise, he despised social interaction. But what of this could have put him here?

He turned to his desk, and just as he was about to sit down, a message came over the intercom from Lord Denarius. Quickly followed by another http://www.voy.com/33386/33.htmlmessage from Lord Lye-Onitron.

Well, I guess it's about time to make some rounds...

He sighed, and looked back at the desk as he took the handle of the door. He walked out and down the hall towards Lord Denarius' office...

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Meeting -- Lord Denarius, 11:36:23 08/09/01 Thu
- other end of the meeting... -- Lord Kyrocos, 18:26:55 08/10/01 Fri