Diamond really expected something along the lines of 'pics or didn't happen', but was not about to complain. Still, it was a missed opportunity to send Oswald a picture of her hand flipping him off. She felt cheated somehow.

[code]Yeah, well, at least that one will heal. What I could use is a two pound rare steak. Raw red meat right on the bone. Followed by a bottle of something rather strong and at least ten hours of uninterrupted sleep.[/code]

The mental image almost made her drool. When was the last meal they had, before they left on the mission?

[code]Great, now you made me aware of how hungry I actually am. I will think of you and your IV drip as I go stuff my face ;-P[/code]

Sending the message with a spiteful smirk, Diamond wondered whether it would be sleep or hunger that would win in the end.