A tale of Souls and Swords... eternally retold." I muttered as the lights came back on.
"What was that, Dear?"
"Just remarking that somewhere on Terra, even though he's been dead for over a thousand years, Akira Kurosawa is probably spinning in his grave fast enough to quick charge a JumpShip."
"I don't understand the reference." Hanse replied. "Anyway, I think GSE did a pretty good job. Miss Johannsen is a dead ringer for you, Natasha."
"I'm surprised you're not upset over being cast as the leader of a harem of MechWarriors." Katrina asked.
"Mark is the one being prudish about thatidea." Natasha snarked, smirking at the reaction of the other women in the room.
"You wouldn't want me to divide my attention away from you, would you Nat?"
Natasha looked up and pondered for a bit. "You have a point." before grinning at me laviciously.
I quickly turned away from that to my other guests. "Thomas, Kerlin? Your thoughts?"
The Protector of the Concordat spoke. "It was all right, but in my opinion nothing compares to Yul Brenner's performance."
I gawked for a moment before schooling myself. Natasha was the only one present who had any reason to know I was THAT old.
"I have a copy onboard the Black Bull. Music rescored from the original by the Samantha City Symphony Orchestra. It was the best birthday present EVER."
AN: Natasha and her former bondswomen equals seven. What did you think the movie would be?