From: Goola2u <goola2u@aol.comREMOVE> Subject: [PW!] Shard's Farewell Date: Sunday, April 18, 1999 2:33 PM Shard stared at the poisonous mixture he had, with Kaine's help, mixed himself. He had to do this before Giovanni got here. Otherwise, he'd have to confess his failure to the boss himself, and then, after the embarassment was done, he'd be cat food. The thought of the Persian's teeth was possibly the least pleasant of Shard's week. So he stared at the mix in forn of him. "Be strong," Maria had told him. "The others need you." Needed him? To do what? Attack them, blazing with sheer stupidity? If they wanted Parases on their faces, they would have put them there themselves. Shard took a sip, as Sneakers walked in. "Giovanni's coming! What... Holy Grimers, what are you doing?!?!?" Shard collapsed before he could answer. TBC? (LMK: Should he stay dead?) Shard Fileds, who wonders if Maria might write Sneakers, should death claim the author as well as the character. Okay, so I'm depressed.