Oh, and Bob? I've sketched out a possible BGC SI based on that avatar. One, admittedly even rougher than my draft of Ch. 1, scene that I actually liked enough to write out is this:
I dove through the hailstorm of plasma and laser bolts, ignoring the instantly-regenerating wounds I took from the occasional projectile, and focused on my target. Using my flame to sear through the reinforced window of Quincy's office, I plunged into the surprised executive's domain like a guided missile that, after using a small amount of flame to insure that the office's inhabitant wasn't an android double, promptly discharged its payload.
"WEDGIE!!"
I dove through the hailstorm of plasma and laser bolts, ignoring the instantly-regenerating wounds I took from the occasional projectile, and focused on my target. Using my flame to sear through the reinforced window of Quincy's office, I plunged into the surprised executive's domain like a guided missile that, after using a small amount of flame to insure that the office's inhabitant wasn't an android double, promptly discharged its payload.
"WEDGIE!!"