Through the astral portal, a glorious visage

The day's adventures behind them, Lord Turnips was minding his own business in his palatial cabin in the Planetary Sovereign when he began to see a shimmering light emerge from the normally not shimmery wall (er, bulkhead in nautical parlance). He covered his eyes to adjust for the blinding glare of the shimmeringness. He heard a voice that sounded not unlike that of his Lady Turnips, she of the beer funnel celebrations at Michigan State University, the expensive law degree, and the not so lucrative government job, and the fanatical love of all James Cameron films (whatever those are).



"My Lord, I announce the arrival of a daughter to this realm of time known as Northern Virginia in the early 21st Century"




Lord Turnips was surprised at his Lady's ability to use the astral gate without his help as she normally struggled with all electronic devices and seemed to make it a point that his knowledge of electronics was some sort of character flaw. But, his appreciation for her at that moment outweighed this foible. "My Lady, our daughter is born? Halleleuah!!! Praise the Lord! And just in time for me to change my benefits before the new year tide, and in time to take advantage of the additional beneficiary in this year's inland revenue filings. Lady you are truely wise and good."


She then asked him if he would like to see the etchings she had commissioned of the Baby Turnips?


"Verily, my wife"




(Behold!)