If this offends you lighten up. It was their rough brand of humor. I should also tell you a little bit about the USS Porterfield (DD-682). She was bui...lt in 1943. A Fletcher Class Destroyer (generally known as a 2100 because her original weight was 2100 tons). She was roughly 376 feet long, 93 foot in height, and 40 foot wide. She was capable of making in excess of 35 knots with a crew of 240 enlisted and 19 officers to make her work. She was armed with five 5 inch gun mounts and assorted. That's going to make a footprint. It will be seen. If we bury it among a lot of signals, it can get lost."Broun: "What are you planning to do once you get to Thor 2?"Jay: "We're going to kill bugs. Just the bugs, not the ships."Broun: "But ... how?"Me: (to the room) 'Admiral. You saw what we did to the crew of the Silex and the Lincoln. We can do more than that.'There was silence in the War Room; they all knew what we'd done to the crews.One man in a Captain's uniform (A USN Captain ranks just. Be right back.” As soon as he was out of earshot, I started cracking up. I’d never seen him so awkward before, and it, actually, was quite hilarious. I wandered back into the kitchen, and began to wonder what was taking him so long. Knowing I shouldn’t, still I stood right outside the bathroom door, and heard the unmistakable sound of him jacking off. Probably to some fantasy involving the hottest girl in school, his on-and-off, though they’d been “off” for the past year, girlfriend Sophia. I. I don’t know, I’m not in a position to help him.”“Oh?”“Maybe Sam is, but Jacob doesn’t involve either of us into whatever shit he’s up to. Maybe he will, some day, but so far he’s ... he’s content to let me get my hands dirty with my own shit, but not his.” Way to dance around the topic. How long could she talk about the crazy shit she was up to, without ever saying ‘resurrection’?“I am sure Jacob watches you closely, Beatrice. I did not know the witches he had before you well, the witches from.