You have just entered room ÒFKA Hnoiyika.Ó Arr C tSom has entered the room. Arr C tSom has left the room. Ilia tReki has entered the room. Ilia tReki: Yo! ;) Ael t Vecj: Hola. ;) Ilia tReki: Fancy meeting you here. ;) Lera tResan has entered the room. Ael t Vecj: Word. Ilia tReki: Jolan tru, Lera. ;) Lera tResan: ::bounces in Leraly:: Ael t Vecj: Jolan tru Lera. Lera tResan: ::huggles everyone:: TrIsmail has entered the room. Lera tResan: ::huggles Telar:: TrIsmail: Jolan'tru qiuu! :) Ilia tReki: Jolan tru, Telar. ;) TrIsmail: ::huggles Lera:: Ael t Vecj: Hotmail's down. ::flail:: Lera tResan: ::dipkisses Telar:: :) Lera tResan: Aww... ::huggles Ael:: TrIsmail: :::is dipkissed::: (whatever the Ariennye that means anyhow) Arr C tSom has entered the room. Ael t Vecj: Jolan tru C'eryl! TrIsmail: Jolan'tru C'eryl :) Arr C tSom: JT all :) Ael t Vecj: Get my email? Lera tResan: ::hugglecookies C'eryl:: Arr C tSom: Yes Ilia tReki: Jolan tru, C'eryl. ;) Ilia tReki: (Wheee for lateness. ;) Arr C tSom: ::munches, huggles:: Lera tResan: ::cookies everyone else:: ----====O O O Arr C tSom: ::smiles at Ilia, huggles:: Ael t Vecj: ::refuses to watch Profiler with some slutty redhead:: TrIsmail: I have almost the entire 'scorecard' for the ThunderHawk party this July ... Nails is the only one who hasn't said if she's coming or not. This should be fun. Lera tResan: Heeeeeey! Lera tResan: Oh... ::realises she doesn't mean Lera:: :) TrIsmail: Profiler, Ael? I think the "slutty redhead" is named Jamie Luner ... fine actress btw and a vixen to boot. KYele trWoodlock has entered the room. TrIsmail: Jolan'tru K'Yele. Lera tResan: K'Yele! ::hugglesandcookies:: Ael t Vecj: She's no Ally...Whatever her name was! Ael t Vecj: Ally Walker. TrIsmail: Ally? TrIsmail: Oh. KYele trWoodlock: No, not McBeal, Telar. KYele trWoodlock: Jolan Tru, all. TrIsmail: Course not. We were discussing Profiler and a 'slutty redhead' ... TrIsmail: =) Lera tResan: ::pokes Ael:: As long as you don't mean Lera. :) TrIsmail: Of course that was not MY opinion of the eminent Ms Luner. Ael t Vecj: Of course not. KYele trWoodlock: As opposed to a slutty brunette? Lera tResan: : ) TrIsmail: Heh heh heh. Lera tResan: ::kisses Telar:: :) trNatsirt has entered the room. TrIsmail: :::hums the tune to "The Jol Boat" ::: Ael t Vecj: tr'Natsirt! :) Ael t Vecj: Where's Tylus? ::peers around:: TrIsmail: Jolan'tru tr'Natsirt trNatsirt: JT All :) Arr C tSom: He's coming Ilia tReki: Jolan tru K'Yele and Nat. ;) TylusJadon has entered the room. Ilia tReki: Jolan tru Tylus. ;) TrIsmail: Jolan'tru Tylus :) Ael t Vecj: Jolan tru Tylus. :) TylusJadon: Jolan tru all. Lera tResan: Jolan tru, Tylus. ::hugglecookie:: ----====O TylusJadon: ::snatches cookie:: thankya TylusJadon: ::munchmunch:: Lera tResan: ::gives Tylus another cookie:: ----====O trNatsirt: ::pulls on his Human Civilian uniform:: Malor Savk has entered the room. trNatsirt: Does anyone here play "The Sims"? I just picked it up. Ilia tReki: Jolan tru Malor. ;) Ael t Vecj: Jolan tru Malor. Lera tResan: ::nods to Natsirt:: Ael t Vecj: I heard it was awesome, Nat. From my Xena mailstring. Ilia tReki: No, but I've heard a _lot_ about it. ;) KYele trWoodlock: Not me. Arr C tSom: Tylus wants to try it, Natsirt Lera tResan: It's fun - except for the baby. :) TrIsmail: :::sigh::: less than 48 hours till I turn 42 ... and I have to turn in this crazy machine to be repaired so I'll be missing you guys on the 25th ... TrIsmail: Jolan'tru Malor :) Lera tResan: Aww... ::huggles Telar:: Malor Savk has left the room. Ael t Vecj: Bye Malor... trNatsirt: Well, so far it looks good. Although its a bit of a change from Half-Life, which I've been playing a lot of recently ;) Ael t Vecj: We'll wait for Malor to un-crash. Lera tResan: ::gets out the duct tape:: Arr C tSom: ::huggles Telar:: Thank you for making me feel not so out of place for being in this sim and being over 25 :) TrIsmail: His computer's crashing on him? Tr'uh-oh ... join the club. Ael t Vecj: Bah. Ael t Vecj: We've become a sim of adults. Ael t Vecj: That's why I'm trying to recruit kids again. KYele trWoodlock: Nuh-uh! Lera tResan: ::gives Telar a birthday cookie:: ----====O Ael t Vecj: KYele and Ilia are outnumbered. TrIsmail: :::huggles C'eryl::: I know the feeling. Ilia tReki: Bah. Ilia tReki: But we make up for in youthful energy what we lack in numbers! KYele trWoodlock: ...Yeah, what Ilia said! TrIsmail: In my other Rihan sim, our XO is barely 14 IRL ...can you believe it? Ilia tReki: Yeah.. ;) Ilia tReki: ::glances at K'Yele::;) Lera tResan: ::pokepokepokes Telar:: TrIsmail: What? trNatsirt: I made CO of the Freedom at 13 Lera tResan: ::points to the birthday cookie:: :) Malor Savk has entered the room. Ael t Vecj: I was made CO of the Freedom at... 14. :) Ael t Vecj: Ilia? ;) trNatsirt: Ran her into the ground, too Ael t Vecj: KYele was made XO of the Freedom at what, 13? TrIsmail: Ah ... cookie! ::::munchmunchmunchmunchmunch::: hann'yyo. Ilia tReki: Um... 15. ;) Ilia tReki: Or was it 14? ::can't remember:: TylusJadon: I think I had my Tandy 1000 when I was 13. Ilia tReki: ::going senile:: KYele trWoodlock: Uhm... uhm... Ael t Vecj: Aefvadh back Malor. KYele trWoodlock: I'm the XO of the Freedom? Arr C tSom: ::chuckles:: Something around there, Tylus :) Ilia tReki: Hey, hey! ;) Ael t Vecj: ERr...the Hnoiyika. trNatsirt: Wow...I didn't know you simmed on the Freedom ;) Malor Savk: Jolan tru, everyone......finally. ometimes I think my computer is Gods joke on me ;) TrIsmail: They're gettin' younger and younger all the time eh C'eryl? Arr C tSom: That whopping 512 k machine, right? TylusJadon: ::nodsnods:: trNatsirt: ::feels old, now that he voted:: Arr C tSom: Amen, Telar :) trNatsirt: ::experiencing some major lag tonight:: Ilia tReki: ::wishes she could vote:: TrIsmail: To all the kiddies and the 20-somethings I say, cherish your youth ,... it's gone before you know it. KYele trWoodlock: Funny, Ilia.. we might be the two most politically opinionated people here and we're the only two who *can't* vote. Ael t Vecj: ::can vote, and *does* vote:: ;) Ilia tReki: Sick, isn't it? ;) TrIsmail: Good for you Ael. Ilia tReki: And.. I say.. cherish your freedoms and independence, you old geezers. ;) Ael t Vecj: Vaed'rae! Ilia tReki: ::ducks behind K'Yele:: Ilia tReki: ::hrrau vaed'rae:: TrIsmail: <--- is NOT old OR a geezer. Lera tResan: ::hrrau vaed'rae:: KYele trWoodlock: ::hrrau vaed'rae:: TrIsmail: ::HV:: Malor Savk: ::hrrau vaed'rae:: Arr C tSom: ::grins, cherishes all her younger friends:: ::hrrau vaed'rae:: Arr C tSom: <<::chuckles at Telar::>> Ael t Vecj: Any questions on tonight's sim? Ael t Vecj: KYele, tr'Natsirt, Telar, Malor, and Arrhae will start in the TR room. Lera tResan: ::raises her hand:: Malor Savk: Nope. Ael t Vecj: No shoreleave. Lera tResan: That wasn't my question. :) trNatsirt: <<< Human Survivor Lera tResan: Where'd t'Ehllaen go? Ael t Vecj: Dunno. :/ Lera tResan: And where's the new person? Ael t Vecj: She's on AOL, but not responding to questining. :/ TrIsmail: Ah. Being detained by AOL Cardies? Ael t Vecj: heh Ael t Vecj: >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>Begin Sim<<<<<<<<<<<<< Ael t Vecj: >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>Begin Sim<<<<<<<<<<<<< Ael t Vecj: >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>Begin Sim<<<<<<<<<<<<< Arr C tSom: ::in medical, I think:: Ael t Vecj: Arrhae> ::steps to the Daise'Erei'Riov::I request...privacy. TylusJadon: ::moving through corridors....somewhat aimlessly:: TrIsmail: :::in TR::: Ilia tReki: ::on the hwaveyiir, making herself useful:: Ael t Vecj: Ael> ::watches the explosion of the frieghter:: trNatsirt: ::In TR:: Ael t Vecj: +Ilia+ Daise. Ael t Vecj: ::turns around:: Oh. Ael t Vecj: Right..tactical and all that. KYele trWoodlock: Privacy, Ihhei? I will have guest quarters assigned for you. Arr C tSom: ::sees Laiy're:: Ran off, did he? Ilia tReki: ::turns:: Ie, rekkhai... ::moves over to it:: Lera tResan: ::pokes at her console, makes beeping sounds:: Ael t Vecj: Arrhae> That is accomodating, but I meant... conversationally. Malor Savk: ::walks up on Tylus, stops and grins:: Ahh...youth. Ilia tReki: ::logs in:: Arr C tSom: Laiy're>::nods:: Snuck out. Ael t Vecj: Ael> No, I meant...::tries to get her attention:: Malor Savk: How are you feeling. TylusJadon: ::turns:: Hmm? KYele trWoodlock: ::nods:: With myself or our Enarrain? TylusJadon: I'm okay. Ilia tReki: ::blinks:: Ie..? trNatsirt: ::looking around, severly disoriented:: Wha...what happened? Malor Savk: ::takes more serious tone:: I would like to have a talk with you when things quite down. Arr C tSom: +shipcom+Tylus...report to medical *immediately* Ael t Vecj: Arrhae> With you. ::flatly:: TylusJadon: Hmm....seems the line for that is already forming. trNatsirt: Ael t Vecj: Ael> Ilia... KYele trWoodlock: ::nods and gestures toward the door:: This way, then. Ael t Vecj: Ael> We've beamed aboard the black box from that ship... and some other relics that survived the explosion. TrIsmail: You do na recall? Malor Savk: ::hears page and grins, ruffles Tylus's hair:: Hope you a quick recovery, young man...Bye. Ael t Vecj: Ael> You and Lera are to spend as much time in the cargo bay as it takes...for us to know what they know. Arr C tSom: Laiy're>::looks at Survivor:: Ael t Vecj: Ael> Understood? Ilia tReki: ::nods:: TrIsmail: :::pulls out tricorder, runs it over survivor::: Lera tResan: ::nod:: Ilia tReki: Ie, rekkhai... ssuaj'ha. Malor Savk: ::turns and heads to TL:: trNatsirt: ::looks around again:: ::notices that he's among Rommies:: J..jolan'tru TylusJadon: ::resists the urge to snap Malors arm off....just pushes his hair back into place....as if it ever really had a place:: Ilia tReki: ::heads to the TR:: TrIsmail: ::smiles:: Jolan'tru ... Do au recall where au last were? TylusJadon: ::turns and heads towards medical:: Ael t Vecj: Arrhae> ::strides through the door:: Arr C tSom: Laiy're> ::lets Telar handle the survivor:: Ilia tReki: ::waits for Lera before zooming off to the cargo bay:: TrIsmail: ::puts tricorder away for the moment:: trNatsirt: ::speaking in semi-fluent Rihannsu:: Ie...I was on my ship. We had a ...a passenger. KYele trWoodlock: ::follows after Arrhae, leading her along the corridor into the next convenient room:: Malor Savk: ::takes TL to hwaveyiir, and goes to station:: TrIsmail: ::nods:: We got au out of there before it exploded. Arr C tSom: TylusJadon: ::comes to medical....opens door:: Ael t Vecj: Ael> ::nods to Malor:: Arr C tSom: ::spins, sees Tylus at door, smiles gently at him:: KYele trWoodlock: ::opens the door and taps in his security protocol:: This room will be as private as I can make it. TylusJadon: ::standing in doorway:: Yes? trNatsirt: Lera tResan: ::follows Ilia:: trNatsirt has left the room. Ael t Vecj: Arrhae> ::looks around the room:: This will suffice. Malor Savk: ::Nods at Ael:: Arr C tSom: ::sighs:: I'm sorry if I made my request seem too...pressured. Ilia tReki: ::stops and heads to the cargo bay:: KYele trWoodlock: ::nods:: What is it you wished to discuss, then? Ael t Vecj: Ael> ::clears throat:: Engage the cloak. TylusJadon: Thats....okay. ::looks around, but not at her:: Ael t Vecj: ::runs her fingers through her hair:: Arr C tSom: ::approaches him:: I'm willing to ensure that your information never makes it onto official medical records.. Ael t Vecj: Arrhae> You may think it weird that I did not request to speak to the Enarrain... Ael t Vecj: Arrhae> But I've found...Commanders have their own agendas. trNatsirt has entered the room. trNatsirt: Ael t Vecj: Arrhae> And so do Erei'Riovs. Ael t Vecj: Arrhae> ::shakes her head, lost in thought over politics:: What ship is this? Lt Alisia2K has entered the room. TylusJadon: ::still in doorway....resist urge to just run:: Lt Alisia2K: Hi trNatsirt: ::to tr'Ismail:: Thank you for getting me off my ship...Wait, what do you mean it exploded? Ael t Vecj: Arr C tSom: Lt Alisia2K: :D Lt Alisia2K: :P Lera tResan: Ael t Vecj: Ael> ::repeats herself:: Malor, Engage the cloak. KYele trWoodlock: This is the RES Predator 4501. Lt Alisia2K: Hello TrIsmail: Ie, it did. Lera tResan: Lt Alisia2K: hehe thanks Lt Alisia2K: ::takes the cookie and bites it::: Ael t Vecj: trNatsirt: Was the cargo salvageable? Lt Alisia2K: ::goes IC:: Malor Savk: ::jumps at tone::ummm....::taps console::cloack engaged. Ael t Vecj: Hann'yyo. ::a sigh of relief:: Ael t Vecj: Arrhae> The Hnoiyika? TylusJadon: I would like if it stays off any reports. Lt Alisia2K: ::salutes the CMO::: reporting for duty Sir TrIsmail: Cargo? Na, I do not think so. Ilia tReki: ::steps into the cargo bay::glances around:: Ael t Vecj: Arrhae> Then...I can trust you... ::squints:: TylusJadon: I would....prefer not to have to..... ::thinking:: relocate again. TylusJadon: I like it here. Arr C tSom: ::pauses....nods:: Ie. Very well. I can do that. KYele trWoodlock: ::nods slowly:: Trust us with what? TrIsmail: << sorry was not here last week ... was it salvaged? >> trNatsirt: ::feels faint:: Damn it! Ael t Vecj: TrIsmail: < oh I see > Lt Alisia2K: what are my orders, are there any injuries? trNatsirt: ::reaches up to head and notices that he's bleeding:: Arr C tSom: ::smiles at Alisia:: Can youa ssist Telar with our survivor? Lt Alisia2K: ::runs to Natsirt's side with a med kit:: Lt Alisia2K: ::stops:: TrIsmail: Only a few survivors were beamed over here that I know of. Au will require medical attention. Ael t Vecj: Arrhae> You know of the Ra'kolh's mission...the provisional government, I presume. trNatsirt: That was over 200 cases of Selarian Brandy....It was worth more than the ship Lt Alisia2K: ::turns around and heads to Telar:: Ael t Vecj: > Lt Alisia2K: Aye Sir, I want to help all I can trNatsirt: ::decides not to mention the "other" valuable cargo:: Arr C tSom: ::looks back at Tylus:: Wo9uld you like to step into my office....? Ilia tReki: Arr C tSom: For some privacy? Lera tResan: <::giggle::> KYele trWoodlock: The Ra'kholh? Our former.. and unfortunately, current.. mothership. What about her? Ael t Vecj: Arrhae> ::studying him as they speak:: TylusJadon: Umm. ::hesitent:: Lt Alisia2K: How is the survivor doing Telar? trNatsirt: < ::tries to beat the lag monster down with a stick:: Why won't you die?!?? :) > Lera tResan: <::gives Natsirt a case of Lag-B-Goneª ----====[_]> Lt Alisia2K: ::approaches the bio bed:: Malor Savk: <:)> TrIsmail: He requires some attention, Alisia, but does not appear to be seriously wounded. TylusJadon: ...okay. Ael t Vecj: Arrhae> ::opens her mouth, then closes it:: Ilia tReki: ::picks up a tricorder and various connective apparati::approaches the black box:: Ael t Vecj: Arrhae> Can you trust your Enarrain? Arr C tSom: ::nods, smiles softly, leads him to the office:: Lt Alisia2K: ::watches his vitals on the monitor screen:: trNatsirt: It hurts like bloody hell. TylusJadon: ::steps into the office:: KYele trWoodlock: Implicity. TylusJadon: ::sits down....shifts in seat...stands again:: Ael t Vecj: Arrhae> Then I should speak to both of you. Lt Alisia2K: what happened to him Telar? Arr C tSom: ::sits:: KYele trWoodlock: ::nods:: I'll contact her, then. trNatsirt: ::turns bitterly towards Alisia:: My ship and cargo are all gone and I have a gash on my forehead and I'm in a bloody bad mood. TrIsmail: He's recovering from burns he suffered in that explosion ... Ael t Vecj: KYele trWoodlock: +Ael+ Enarrain, one of our... guests... wishes to speak with you. Ilia tReki: ::sheathes her multicorder and picks an ISD up from a nearby table::hooks it to the box and downloads its data:: TrIsmail: ::to Survivor:: Lie back down and let us attend to au. NOW. Ael t Vecj: +KYele+ Do you feel it prudent? KYele trWoodlock: ::glances at Arrhae:: Ael t Vecj: Arrhae> ::nods slowly:: KYele trWoodlock: +Ael+ Judging from her demeanor, ie. Malor Savk: ::looks at AEl:: so where are we taking our guest. trNatsirt: ::glares at Telar:: ::lies down:: Malor Savk: ? Ael t Vecj: Ael> +KYele+ Very well... Ael t Vecj: Ael> Malor...I have no idea. Lets go see. TylusJadon: ::has to sit again....nervous:: Arr C tSom: ::looks at Tylus:: Now, if I'm going to promise that this information will be kept off records, I'm going to need you to be straight with me. Lt Alisia2K: ::looks at the patient and feels compassion for him:: Lt Alisia2K: poor guy trNatsirt: ::mutters to self:: What am I going to tell tr'Hhal? He'll never do business with me again. KYele trWoodlock: +Ael+ We are in conference room... ::glances over:: 3-F. TrIsmail: ::to Alisia, q:: Good job there ... Au have to tell me where au studied ... I'm lousy with medicine myself. Malor Savk: ::raises eyebrows and grins:: why we feel the need to rescue evry ship and trouble is really beyond me? TylusJadon: ::takes a breath...looking down at floor.:: Ael t Vecj: Ael> ::enters the TL:: Arr C tSom: I assure you that you will be safe on this ship and that your information will be safe with me Malor Savk: ::follows:: Ael t Vecj: Ael> I dont know. You'd think we'd have more important things to do by now. ::smirks:: TrIsmail: ::intrigued:: Tr'Hhal? Who might that be? TylusJadon: ::mumbling, just barely about to be made out:: We crashed on a world almost identical to Earth. Malor Savk: ::laughs:: TrIsmail: :::exchanges looks with Alisia::: TylusJadon: ::still looking down...pauses:: trNatsirt: ::glances up at Telar, suddenly aware that he was speeking aloud:: No one. Just an associate of mine. trNatsirt: ::grimaces in pain:: Gahhh...can't you do something for these burns? Ael t Vecj: Arrhae> ::sits down, waiting stoically:: Arr C tSom: ::listening intently, not writing or recording anything, nods:: Go on. Who crashed? Ael t Vecj: Ael> ::zooms:: Ael t Vecj: Ael> +KYele+ Where are you, by the way? TylusJadon: The Bird of Prey my father commanded. KYele trWoodlock: ::glances at Arrhae:: She should be hear soon... is there anywhere we should take you? KYele trWoodlock: ((Already told you. ;) )) Ael t Vecj: Arrhae> You mean, as a vessel? Lt Alisia2K: Natsirt, can I offer some assistance for you wounds? TylusJadon: This was 100 years ago. Ael t Vecj: ((I was afraid of that )) Arr C tSom: ::nods slowly:: TrIsmail: :::thoughtfully::: A rather important "no one" if I say so myself ... :::tries to lend a hand with medkit &c::: Hold still there, I'm not too good at this ... Lt Alisia2K: you look like your in pretty bad pain Ael t Vecj: Ael> ::enters conference room 3-F:: KYele trWoodlock: Well, what was your original destination? We're assigned to border patrol right now. trNatsirt: ::wonders how Galae ever gets anything done:: ::Has almost no respect for the Romulan military:: TylusJadon: My mothered died trying to save the crew. TrIsmail: Alisia ... get me a sedative from there ... :::points::: KYele trWoodlock: ::turns and nods to Ael:: Enarrain. Arr C tSom: My mother's ship crashed too. She did as a result of those injuries, after I was born. Ael t Vecj: Ael> Daise'Erei'Riov. ::nods:: Ael t Vecj: Ael> ::turns to Arrhae:: Aefvadh aboard. Lt Alisia2K: ::walks to Natsirt with her med kit in hand:: trNatsirt: ::looks at Alisia:: Please do. Ael t Vecj: Ael> This is my intelligence officer, Malor tr'Savk. Malor Savk: ::nods:: KYele trWoodlock: ::winces softly:: TrIsmail: :::takes hypospray, injects his neck::: This should help a bit ... Lt Alisia2K: Sit down so I can have a better look at that head wound Ael t Vecj: Arrhae> ::bows warily:: Enarrain. Arrain. Arr C tSom: ::softly:: Your father survived, then? Ilia tReki: ::looks over the ISD contents as all the data finally finishes downloading::raises an eyebrow at the information::saves it for later delivery:: TylusJadon: ::nods:: TylusJadon: It was better that she died during the crash. KYele trWoodlock: ::wishes she hadn't brought Malor along:: Lera tResan: Find something, Ilia? trNatsirt: ::sighs:: ::feels the medication kick in:: Arr C tSom: ::winces a little:: Something happened on the planet, then? Ael t Vecj: Arrhae> ::from her chair:: Please, sit. Ilia tReki: ::shows it to her:: Their flight path takes them through some interesting systems... Ael t Vecj: Ael> ::takes a seat:: trNatsirt: ::is already lying down:: Lt Alisia2K: ::runs a scanner over the bloody area of Natsir's scalp, as she eases him into a bio bed:: KYele trWoodlock: ::finds a seat:: TylusJadon: ::finally looks up...tears streaming down his face:: Lera tResan: Oooooo. Malor Savk: ::::just stands there observing:: TylusJadon: A plague.... Lera tResan: Interesting... TylusJadon: ::vioce chokes:: Arr C tSom: ::reaches out and touches his arm, sympathetically:: TylusJadon: ::tries to clear it:: Ael t Vecj: Arrhae> As I told the Daise'Erei'Riov... Lt Alisia2K: ::looks at the scanners results and appears worried;: Ilia tReki: ::nods to her:: Very... Malor Savk: :;watches Arrhae and listens:: TylusJadon: A man made plaque which killed all the adults. Ael t Vecj: Arrhae> I work for the provisional government. Ilia tReki: Makes me wonder what we're going to get from investigating the cargo.. Ael t Vecj: Arrhae> For the Ra'kolh, and of course, I've heard of you. Arr C tSom: ::sitting beside him at the desk, not across from him:: including your father? trNatsirt: ::to Telar:: I ... appreciate...all the help that you've given to me. Please drop me at the nearest inhabited world, so that I may return to business. Ael t Vecj: Arrhae> ::gazes suspiciously at Malor:: Most of you. TylusJadon: No::anger now in his voice:: Lera tResan: I thought the cargo was all sqwished. Lt Alisia2K: You seem to have a slight concussion:::begins to clean up his blood;: you cant go anywhere right now TrIsmail: First we've got to tend to these wounds ... business later. trNatsirt: TylusJadon: It killed the adults...but not the kids. Ilia tReki: ::shakes her head:: We managed to salvage some of it.. Ael t Vecj: Arrhae> Usually, I have my own ship, but, with the recent wars... ::shakes head:: Civilian ships are better than galae vessels, at any rate. Malor Savk: ::gazes just as suspiciously back:: Ael t Vecj: Arrhae> Not sure who you can trust. Lt Alisia2K: ::gently pushes him back onto the bio-bed:: Ael t Vecj: Arrhae> Always a different company, always a different faction... Arr C tSom: ::nods, listening:: Ael t Vecj: Arrhae> Never let anyone get a good look at you. Ael t Vecj: Arrhae> ::fingers the folds of her cloak:: Ilia tReki: ::points at the pile of slightly charred crates in the corner:: trNatsirt: Whatever... TylusJadon: They killed him....and I killed the ones responsable ::flat out cold look in his eyes:: trNatsirt: I assume you've adjusted your scanners for Human physiology? Arr C tSom: ::nods:: TrIsmail: ::monitoring scanners:: We have ... why? Lt Alisia2K: ~thinks Natsir has an *attitude* and chuckles to herself~ Ael t Vecj: Arrhae> Kind of ironic, that I ended up here. The Hnoiyika's belligerent antics are the most visible of the galaxy. Arr C tSom: These children....how did the plague affect them? Ael t Vecj: Arrhae> Its like a bad television show. ::chuckles, but honest, not condescending:: Malor Savk: ::interest is starting to peak:: Lera tResan: Oooo. Arr C tSom: ::thinks she has an idea, from what she had gathered before from Tylus's biosample results:: TylusJadon: ::smiles:: The youngest of the children...were around 300 years old. Ael t Vecj: Arrhae> Easy to hide behind such a popular face. No one will be looking over your shoulder. ::smiles at Ael:: Ael t Vecj: Ael> ::clenches her jaw and listens:: trNatsirt has left the room. TylusJadon: But looked...and acted like children. Arr C tSom: It slowed their aging, then? TylusJadon: ::nods::....but didn't stop it. Ael t Vecj: Arrhae> You're offering me safe passage with no questions asked? TylusJadon: They would died when they finally grew up. TylusJadon: But the Federation doctors found us and cured....Them. Malor Savk: ::raises eyebrows:: Arr C tSom: ::nods:: Arr C tSom: But not you? TylusJadon: I thought they had. Lt Alisia2K: ::hyposprays Nastsirs arm::: this will relieve some of the pain Malor Savk: ::glances at Ael and Kyele:: TylusJadon: But....I'm only half human. TylusJadon: It doesn't effect Vulcans or Romulans. KYele trWoodlock: ::glances at Malor:: You heard her, Malor. No questions asked. I'm sure you can arrange some... private quarters for our guest? TrIsmail: I wonder what he meant by asking if our scanners were adjusted for human physiology? Arr C tSom: ::nods:: So...you're not at risk of dying from this? Malor Savk: ::Nods:: Ie. TylusJadon: Who knows. TrIsmail: Is he ... ?? Lt Alisia2K: You need to rest and not move ((::although he did leave the chat, lol::)) TrIsmail: < yes, left the chat Against Medical Advice > Arr C tSom: ::nods:: So this has slowed your aging process. TylusJadon: ::nods:: Malor Savk: I am sure I can arrange something. Arr C tSom: Anything else you'd like to tell me? TylusJadon: ::shakes head:: TylusJadon: ::...no that is:: TylusJadon: ::clears thoat:: Can I leave now? TrIsmail: +Ael+ Isma'il here, Ihhei ... when au have a moment, we may have something ... interesting on one of our survivors. Arr C tSom: Very well. Hann'yyo, Tylus. In return..I promise I will start looking for some kind of treatment that will work for you. TylusJadon: ::nods:: Malor Savk: ::raises eyebrows again:: TylusJadon: ::stands:: TylusJadon: Thank you.::little emotion in his voice:: TylusJadon: ::turns and leaves:: Malor Savk: <> KYele trWoodlock: <> Ael t Vecj: Arrhae> Very well. Arr C tSom: ::lets the door close..:: TylusJadon: ::walks quickly to his room:: Ael t Vecj: Arrhae> I have a little time to... reacclimate. TrIsmail: ::to Alisia:: Au have done rha good work here ... I shall take note of what au have done and make a full report to the Enarrain. ::smiles:: Ael t Vecj: Arrhae> ::stands to go with Malor:: Malor Savk: Shall I take her to her quarters now? Lt Alisia2K: ((::Im sorry, its my first time in a AIM chat and Im not familiar with this type of sim, please forgive me::)) Ael t Vecj: Ael> +Telar+ Alright...where are you? Arr C tSom: ::drops head in her hands on the desk:: TylusJadon: ::enters....emediatly starts pacing agian:: Ilia tReki: TrIsmail: +Ael+ We are in the Transporter area, Ihhei. TrIsmail: < Keep it up, Alisia, keep it up! > Ael t Vecj: ((Yeah..not your fault your patient keeps vanishing. )) Arr C tSom: ::starts sobbing:: TylusJadon: Aaaahhhhrrrgrgr!!!! ::grabs nearest chair, turns and smashes it against the wall::: TylusJadon: ::continuies betting it against the wall even after there's not any of it left:: Malor Savk: ::escorts Arrhae to corridor outside medical:: Ael t Vecj: Ael> ::stands, turns to K'Yele::Shall we? TylusJadon: ::starts punching the wall, rails of the once chair still clinched in his fists:: TylusJadon: ::slowly falls forward again the wall...still punching:: KYele trWoodlock: ::nods and stands:: Ie. Ael t Vecj: Ael> ::walks out of the conference room, turns the corner, enters medical:: Lt Alisia2K: ::stands next to the burn victim still unconscious:: Ael t Vecj: ((err...::enters the transporter room::)) Arr C tSom: ::still in the office, still in tears:: TylusJadon: ::finally....breaking into tears slumps to his knees against the wall:: TrIsmail: ::saluting:: Ihhei. TylusJadon: ::rolls over, sitting on the floor with his back against the wall:: Ael t Vecj: ::nods:: tr'Ismail. KYele trWoodlock: ::nods to Telar, following Ael into the TR:: Malor Savk: ::looks at Arrhae closely as they walk down to TL:: So we do you need passage too? TylusJadon: ::tosses the chair railling across the room:: Malor Savk: TrIsmail: Uhlan Alisia has been most helpful in treating this man's wounds ... Lt Alisia2K: ::grabs a magazine and crashes onto a comfy chair:: Ael t Vecj: Arrhae> I haven't decided...whether to return to the Ra'kolh or continue with my mission. Arr C tSom: ::takes deep breaths...slowly sits up, then stands:: Lt Alisia2K: ::looks up at smail:: Does someone need me again? Malor Savk: If you tell us what your mission is. we may be able to help. TrIsmail: ... he mentioned some associate, tr'Hhal I think. Ael t Vecj: ::glances over at Alisia::I'm sure someone does, Uhlan. The survivor sleeps? Arr C tSom: ::remembering her father talking about the crash herr mother was in:: Ael t Vecj: What have you found out, tr'Ismail? Arr C tSom: ::remembering never having a mother growing up:: TrIsmail: I have no idea who this tr'Hhal is ... do we know of him, Ihhei? Ael t Vecj: Arrhae> ::nods to Malor:: Maybe. TrIsmail: Also he reads as human. Arr C tSom: ::remembering finding out about her father's death:: Malor Savk: ::notices how pretty she is:: Lt Alisia2K: ::returns the smile to Smail:: I only wish I could have done more Malor Savk: ::starts blushing slightly:: TylusJadon: ::reaches into a pocket:: Ael t Vecj: Arrhae> ::sees the look in his eyes:: I'll be out of your life in a few weeks, tops. Arr C tSom: ::and slowly pushing everything back...out of the way...to be dealt with later..after duty:: Ael t Vecj: >>>>>>>>>>>>>>End Sim<<<<<<<<<<<<<< Ael t Vecj: >>>>>>>>>>>>>>End Sim<<<<<<<<<<<<<< Ael t Vecj: >>>>>>>>>>>>>>End Sim<<<<<<<<<<<<<< Lt Alisia2K: ((LOL that was an old message, sorry)) Lt Alisia2K: its it over already? Lt Alisia2K: ::AA:: Arr C tSom: ::melodramatic pause:: TrIsmail: Aefvadh aboard, Alisia .... great job for a first outing!!! KYele trWoodlock: ::hrrau vaed'rae:: Ael t Vecj: Great sim, all! Sorry to just drag you around like that K'Yele. Arr C tSom: ::hrrau vaed'rae:: TrIsmail: ::AA:: Malor Savk: you never know what could happen to prolong your stay ::bows slightly:: Believe me, on this ship....you never know. Ael t Vecj: Ie, Alisia, you didn't choke under pressure. I hope you'll stay with us! Lera tResan: Great job, Alisia! ::huggles:: Lt Alisia2K: Oh Thank you!Smail! Lt Alisia2K: ::huggles Resan back:: thanks:P Lera tResan: ::andanothercookie:: ----====O TrIsmail: Smail ... sounds like a cookie ... Lera tResan: It's Lera! :) TrIsmail: <--- is Telar Lera tResan: ::giggles:: That's S'More! :) Malor Savk: Great job Alisia! Lt Alisia2K: ::eats the cookie:: your a good cook lera! Lera tResan: ::giggle:: TrIsmail: Right Lera ... s'more ... Arr C tSom: But you're as enticing and delightful ass a cookie, Telar...::winks:: Lt Alisia2K: Savk, your sweet to say, thank you :D Ael t Vecj: Vaed'rae! Ilia tReki: ::hrrau vaed'rae:: Lera tResan: Bad C'eryl. :) TrIsmail: Awwwwww C'eryl that is soooooo nice o'ya.... Arr C tSom: ::already hrrau vaed'rae:: Malor Savk: ::hrrau vaed'rae:: TrIsmail: ::AV:: Lera tResan: ::hrrau vaed'rae:: Ael t Vecj: Stop fawning over the Et'rhja... ::grins:: Lt Alisia2K: what language do you all speak? Lt Alisia2K: its foreign to me Malor Savk: ::grins and blushes:: Ael t Vecj: Rihannsu... you'll pick it up. We only use a few words. KYele trWoodlock: Rihannsu. TrIsmail: << Rihannsu, Alisia >> KYele trWoodlock: Rihannsu = Romulan. You'll pick it up. Lt Alisia2K: O.o Ael t Vecj: Telar... :::growls at him::: Off with your tunic. TrIsmail: Uh-oh! Lt Alisia2K: I will try to learn it TrIsmail: ::takes it off:: Lera tResan: Oooooo. :) Ael t Vecj: Down on your knees! TrIsmail: ::kneels:: Malor Savk: ::almost laughs out loud, while at Vaed'rae:: Arr C tSom: ::drools...:: Malor Savk: ::has to squirm to stifle it:: Ael t Vecj: K'Yele...::reaches out her hand:: Ael t Vecj: ::circling Telar like a vulture:: KYele trWoodlock: ::nods solemnly and grabs The Box::