<div class="floatright">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/0/08/MirtaGev-ERC.jpg)</div><strong>Linzi Madaline</strong>(http://www.myth-weavers.com/sheet.html#id=679679)<br/><br/>At the metal detector, Lizni calmly drew her holstered officers sidearm from her purse and handed it over to the security people.<br/><br/>The young soldier fell quite as they entered.  Her own eyes drifted around the restaurant.  It put her in mind of a time—not so long ago—when she would have been the one sitting out in the cab, delivering beautifully dressed people to places like this and looking wistfully at the bright lights before she pulled away in search of another fair.<br/><br/>The general's praise left her partially tongue tied, but she managed to salute and mumble, “Thank you, sir.”