2/28/98 9:59:33 PM	Opening "Hnoiyika 2/28/98"


Tal tKunza:	Jolan tru, t'Resan.

Erv tResan:	::wondering why people don't know how to install Netscape:: :)

Ael tVecj:	Eton, before your time, we used to harass new players so much they'd go away.

DErvKYele:	I hear Netscape's going down the drain, though.

EtonTrSaal:	Eep! Um forry...

Ael tVecj:	Lera, the entire Win98 OS is based on Explorer. You can't uninstall an OS. :)

Erv tResan:	Yes, you can - except NT. :)

DErvKYele:	::remembers the good old days::

EtonTrSaal:	Hey! That's just plain Monopolising...!

EtonTrSaal:	::irate as MS::

Erv tResan:	What?

Ael tVecj:	Where the hell is Treki?

DErvKYele:	Of course, we didn't do that much of the scarying, Ael.

DErvKYele:	It was mostly Pirak...

Ael tVecj:	No, it wasn't Pirak...it was Vex and...

Retor EtoK:	<<back from LaLa Land>

Ael tVecj:	Phaeton?

DErvKYele:	No, Phaeton WAS chased off.

Erv tResan:	But I'd rather not go there, Eton. :)

Ael tVecj:	Phaeton wasn't an intimidated newbie. :P

EtonTrSaal:	T'Reki is in her way.

DErvKYele:	And Vex was relatively mild... anyway, Pirak never really did much for us.

Ael tVecj:	He was an abused, bored Fst. Lt.

DErvKYele:	He was definately a fair-weather friend.

DErvKYele:	He was too perfect.

Ael tVecj:	Pirak was charming.

Retor EtoK:	Who was too perfect?

DErvKYele:	A telepath, had his own great ship, nothing else as good as it...

Retor EtoK:	I dislike Pirak far less now than I did a year or two ago.

Erv tResan:	Pirak scares me...

Ael tVecj:	I scare you, Lera. ;)

DErvKYele:	He ruined our plotlines a couple times... Remember when we got that virus, and Pirak just

DErvKYele:	happened to have the cure for it?

Erv tResan:	Not as much as Pirak.

Ael tVecj:	You weren't as bitter then, K'Yele.

DErvKYele:	I didn't know any better back then.

Erv tResan:	::goes back to hiding behind Eton::

DErvKYele:	I've turned bitter and cynical.

EtonTrSaal:	::wraps his cloak of hiding around Lera::

DErvKYele:	I was going to add "In my old age"... but I guess that wouldn't apply...

Retor EtoK:	LOL

Retor EtoK:	Well, I dunno;  you're 14 now, aren't you?

Retor EtoK:	That's moving on up there. . .

DErvKYele:	::nods::

DErvKYele:	Yeah... with advances in medicine, I'll probably die young at 114.

Ael tVecj:	Tal tKunza is a friend of mine from another sim...;)

Retor EtoK:	I was being sarcastic

DErvKYele:	::nods to Tal::

Erv tResan:	::giggles::

EtonTrSaal:	::nods at Tal in greeting, smiles::

Tal tKunza:	Eh... ie, lhhei.

Ael tVecj:	Just because Treki is a CO now doesn't mean she can be late...

Ael tVecj:	::grumbles::

Erv tResan:	Just a friend? ::Lera's Innocent Look::ª

EtonTrSaal:	I think her other sim went late...

DErvKYele:	<Yeah like in yeah, right, Retor. That kind of tone. :)>

Retor EtoK:	Ahh. . . I see.

Retor EtoK:	That's kind of the problem with the internet;  we have no inflection

Ael tVecj:	::glares at Lera::Thanks to Retor, I can only have "just friends" now.

EtonTrSaal:	I'm trying to pester Ilia in to getting her butt here.

DErvKYele:	::nods:: Remember the whole crisis with Lera?

Retor EtoK:	::raises and eyebrow::

Erv tResan:	::raises an eyebrow::

DErvKYele:	::turns to her:: Not meaning to talk about you in the third person...

Retor EtoK:	gtma. . .

Ael tVecj:	::whistles a tune::

Ael tVecj:	Hey Eton, where's...um...Geez.

DErvKYele:	::not very familiar with that abbreviation::

Ael tVecj:	Eirl!

Erv tResan:	Yes, K'Yele? :)

EtonTrSaal:	Coming...

Retor EtoK:	Great minds think alike

Ilia tReki:	:::dashdashdash::

Erv tResan:	Jolan tru, Ilia.

EtonTrSaal:	Jolan Tru, Ilia.

Ilia tReki:	::prostrates herself before t'Vecj::

EtonTrSaal:	Eirl won't be here.

Tal tKunza:	Aefvadh, t'Reki.

Ilia tReki:	Sorry!

Ael tVecj:	::thinks of making t'Reki tonight's CO, as punishment::

Ilia tReki:	::grovels::

Retor EtoK:	Punishment?

DErvKYele:	Jolan Tru, t'Reki!

Ilia tReki:	Please, no.. I've learned my lesson.. :)

Ilia tReki:	::pulls herself back up::dusts herself off::  Jolan tru, all! :)

Ael tVecj:	Or we could just beat her senseless with a painstick...

EtonTrSaal:	No...imposes himself in front of Ilia::

EtonTrSaal:	::tries to look brave, fails::

Ilia tReki:	::narrowly escaped that fate last sim..::  Um.. er... uh..

Ilia tReki:	::hides behind Eton::

Ael tVecj:	>>>>>>>Begin Sim<<<<<<<<

Ael tVecj:	>>>>>>>Begin Sim<<<<<<<<

Ael tVecj:	>>>>>>>Begin Sim<<<<<<<<

EtonTrSaal:	<We're all in the spaceport, right?>

DErvKYele:	<Right.>

Ael tVecj:	::looks around the spaceport:::<Ie>

Ilia tReki:	::doing something at the spaceport..::

DErvKYele:	::looks around also:: So it begins...

Erv tResan:	::looks around, holding two of her children::

EtonTrSaal:	::has just gotten his bags, sees Ilia, waves::

DErvKYele:	::sighs::

Ilia tReki:	::waves to Eton::

Ael tVecj:	:::looks at K'Yele::So...staying at E'toks?

DErvKYele:	<Anyway, I guess my log's kinda in the future...>

Erv tResan:	::sighs, wondering what's going to happen to the crew::

Ael tVecj:	<Where's Vex, btw?>

DErvKYele:	::nods::

Retor EtoK:	<AFK for one second>

Ael tVecj:	<Oh, I thought it was at Holinmuud>

EtonTrSaal:	::walks over to Ilia:: Um...Hi...

DErvKYele:	<I don't know when he's gonna send it in...>

Erv tResan:	::sees Eton and Ilia, decides it's better if she doesn't go over to them::

DErvKYele:	<Vex asked me for my opinion on a farewell log he had written.>

Ilia tReki:	Hey.. ::smiles slightly::

DErvKYele:	<He felt he needed to leave for a while.>

Ael tVecj:	<Ah>

EtonTrSaal:	::doesn't see Lera::

Erv tResan:	< :( >

EtonTrSaal:	Ilia...Um...

DErvKYele:	<It was about the size of a normal log, I told him it should be bigger.>

Erv tResan:	::walks, looking around the station::

Ilia tReki:	::picks up her bags::glances over and notices Lera walking off::chews on her lip::

Ilia tReki:	Hm..?

EtonTrSaal:	Did you know where you were going to be staying?

DErvKYele:	::sighs again, places his duffel bag in a small receptacle::

DErvKYele:	::types in coordinates for Retor's house::

DErvKYele:	::sees it shimmer::

Ilia tReki:	::shakes her head::  Not really.. my old place is almost certainly rented out by now...

Ilia tReki:	Probably some hotel wherever I decide to sight see..

Ilia tReki:	I might visit my parents on ch'Havron.. I haven't really thought about it.

EtonTrSaal:	Oh. I was wondering if I could work it to stay somewhere near you, so we could spend some...

EtonTrSaal:	...time together? See sights, and such?

Ael tVecj:	I still have some duties at headquarters...

Ael tVecj:	So..I'll be seeing you.

Ael tVecj:	::glances around at her crew::

Erv tResan:	::keeps walking::

DErvKYele:	And I need to be pulling a few strings.

Retor EtoK:	<Sorry;  I'll be back really soon>

Ael tVecj:	<::growls at Retor::>

DErvKYele:	::orders a coffee at a nearby replicator, sighs at the high price::

EtonTrSaal:	Since, if we're assigned to differant ships, we won't be able to see eachother for a while.

Ilia tReki:	::smiles slightly again::  Sure..

DErvKYele:	I'll be burning the midnight oil tonight...

Ael tVecj:	::walks out to a waiting craft::

Ilia tReki:	.. ::nods::

DErvKYele:	::sips his coffee::

EtonTrSaal:	::smiles::

EtonTrSaal:	I don't really have anythign else to do; I've never been on ch'Rihan before.

DErvKYele:	::turns to Eton:: This is your first time?

Ael tVecj:	<We're planetside...>

Ilia tReki:	Really?  Then I will have to show you around..

Ael tVecj:	<I figured we'd already spent enough time at Holinmuud. :)>

DErvKYele:	Were you born on a ship or on ch'Havran?

Ael tVecj:	<Lera, resend.

Erv tResan:	::wonders where Eirl and Kari are::

EtonTrSaal:	::didn't see K'Yele there:: Oh, no. I was born on a farming colony a few lightyears away.

DErvKYele:	Oh.

EtonTrSaal:	::to Ilia:: I'd like that...

DErvKYele:	Well, I was born near here... Right there, in fact. ::points out a small window near them to

Ilia tReki:	::holds her bags over her shoulder::smiles::

DErvKYele:	a large building several klicks away::

Ilia tReki:	::peers out the window::

Ilia tReki:	Right back on your home turf, hm..?

EtonTrSaal:	::to K'Yele:: Oh? I've...I've never been on a planet this populice.

DErvKYele:	::nods::

Erv tResan:	::sees Eirl and Kari collecting their bags::

EtonTrSaal:	<populous>

Ilia tReki:	Must be nice to be back, then.  ::smiles::

EtonTrSaal:	Ie, it must be nice to have a home you want to return to.

Retor EtoK:	<BAK>

Erv tResan:	::goes over to them::

DErvKYele:	::sighs:: I can't pull strings forever.. and then I'll be so bored... :D

Erv tResan:	::sees Retor:: Hi, Retor!

Retor EtoK:	::in his home. . . approches KYele::

Retor EtoK:	Jolan tru!

Ilia tReki:	::smiles again::  Ah, looks like there's plenty to do around here..

DErvKYele:	<I'm still at the spaceport, Retor.>

Retor EtoK:	<sorry>

EtonTrSaal:	::to Ilia:: Well...you probably know better where to go than I do...

Retor EtoK:	::in spaceport::  Jolan tru!

DErvKYele:	<The log takes place sometime in the future, I guessed...>

Erv tResan:	Where are you staying?

DErvKYele:	::turns to him:: Jolan Tru!

Ael tVecj:	::trudges wearily up the steps of Galae headquarters, still pissed::

Ilia tReki:	::smiles::  Depends what you want to see first.

Ael tVecj:	<Aefvadh back, t'Kunza!>

Retor EtoK:	So, my parents are looking forward to meeting you

EtonTrSaal:	Well, probably a place to stay, before it gets too late. I don't really know what there is..

EtonTrSaal:	...to see.

Ael tVecj:	<Takin K'Yele home to meet the parents...ho ho ho..;)>

DErvKYele:	They are? Well, at least that gives me something to do...

Erv tResan:	<::giggle::>

DErvKYele:	Nothing much else...

Retor EtoK:	<That wasn't quite what I was implying>

Retor EtoK:	There'll be stuff to do.

Retor EtoK:	I have many friends in that region still

Ilia tReki:	Hm..

Erv tResan:	<Retor, this is the Hnoiyika... :)>

EtonTrSaal:	<::thwaps Lera, giggles::>

Erv tResan:	<::pouts::>

EtonTrSaal:	<::unpouts her::>

DErvKYele:	<Jolan Tru, you sick sad traitor, Cobas! :D>

DErvKYele:	<It's been a while.>

Retor EtoK:	What time do we beam down?

Cobas:	<Jolan Tru KYele, everyone>

Ael tVecj:	<Jolan tru, Captain Cobas. :)>

Retor EtoK:	<Jolan tru!>

Ilia tReki:	Well, I suppose the first thing will just be to find a place to put these bags for a while..

Ael tVecj:	<Err..wait..Commodore.>

Ilia tReki:	<::waves at Cobas::>

Erv tResan:	::wanders to her shuttle with Eirl and Kari, gets in::

EtonTrSaal:	Essentially wherever you choose to stay, I can just try to find somewhere not to far away.

DErvKYele:	<Alright, let's get a clear-up. We started on the surface, in a spaceport.>

Retor EtoK:	<--- really dumb today>

DErvKYele:	<We might have gone somewhere from there individually, but most people haven't.>

Ilia tReki:	Well, if it's a motel or somesuch it shouldn't be too hard for you.  ::smiles::

EtonTrSaal:	Hey, I only have these 2 duffels, let me take one of yours, since you have more.::extends...

EtonTrSaal:	..::hand::

Retor EtoK:	So, when do you want to head over to my house?

DErvKYele:	::shrugs:: Now's fine with me, if you have nothing to do.

Ilia tReki:	Oh, I don't have that much.. ::takes one of her five::hands it to him::  Hann'yo, though.

Retor EtoK:	Let's go, then.

Erv tResan:	::leaves the spaceport, heading to her house::

EtonTrSaal:	Any time. Now, I follow you, fearless leader.

Tal tKunza:	<<::kicks friend's computer::>>

DErvKYele:	::nods:: Well, you know the way better than I.

Ael tVecj:	<::smirks::Damn PCs>

Ilia tReki:	::tries to think of a place to lead to::

Cobas:	<<Oo... ::hopes not::>>

Erv tResan:	<: >

Retor EtoK:	::exits spaceport::

Retor EtoK:	::waves arms frantically::  Taxi!

DErvKYele:	::exits, follows::

Ael tVecj:	:::zooms up on the t/l::<Weeee!>

Erv tResan:	<::giggle::>

Retor EtoK:	Taxi!

Ilia tReki:	Hm... well.. I suppose the first thing to do is get some transportation..

Retor EtoK:	::waves more frantically;  some guy approaches in a yellow hover-thingy

Retor EtoK:	Guy>  Where to?

Tal tKunza:	::sitting in Pervad's office, sipping tea and contemplating

Tal tKunza:	weighty issues... such as... well, not much::

EtonTrSaal:	Well, there are the transporters, or, if we're staying local, Taxis.

Retor EtoK:	2637 Gilomud.   G'anY province.

Ael tVecj:	::finds the office with Pervad's name on it::

Ilia tReki:	Taxis are good.. you get more scenery that way, anyway. ::smiles::

Retor EtoK:	Guy> :starts driving away and stuff::

DErvKYele:	::steps into the taxi:: Split the fare?

Ael tVecj:	::enters without knocking::Pervad, just what is go...:::sees Tal::oh.

Tal tKunza:	::sighs and uncrosses her legs, recrosses them the other way::

Retor EtoK:	My parents'll cover it.

EtonTrSaal:	True...::walks towards the...taxi..place...thingie...::

Ael tVecj:	::;looks over Tal tKunza, noticing her legs::Are you the senator's secretary?

Erv tResan:	<::giggles::>

EtonTrSaal:	<::grins at t'Vecj::>

Ilia tReki:	::sets her bags down::glances up and down for a taxi::

Tal tKunza:	::looks back at Ael:: Who are you? ::sees rank insignia:: Na,

Tal tKunza:	lhhei.. I am a doctor.  I guess.

Ilia tReki:	::waves at one a few lanes over::

Retor EtoK:	<Are there any two people on this sim who've never loved or insinuated love between one

Retor EtoK:	another?>

Erv tResan:	<Yes.>

Ael tVecj:	<KYele hasn't>

EtonTrSaal:	::jumps out, scares the hell out of a passing TAxi, makes it stop::

Tal tKunza:	::clears throat::

Erv tResan:	<Yes, he has. :)>

DErvKYele:	<Yeah I have.>

Tal tKunza:	::bites lip::

Ael tVecj:	::offers hand::I am an enarrian.  Ael'vna t'Vecj.

Erv tResan:	<::Lera's Innocent Look::ª>

Ael tVecj:	Enarrain without a ship. ::sighs distractedly::

Ilia tReki:	::blinks at Eton::  Uh.. tha'll work too...

Ael tVecj:	<With who?>

EtonTrSaal:	<Ila hasn't been with anyone...>

Cobas:	<I once offered to marry everybody...>

Erv tResan:	<::waves::>

EtonTrSaal:	<::giggles::>

Tal tKunza:	::shakes her hand firmly and grins broadly:: Tal t'Kunza, lhhei.

Erv tResan:	::arrives at her house, parks the shuttle::

EtonTrSaal:	::tosses his bags in, gets in the Taxi::

DErvKYele:	<::cranes neck at Lera::>

Ael tVecj:	<Aefvadh, Jennifer! Welcome back ;)>

EtonTrSaal:	<Jolan Tru, Eponine>

Ael tVecj:	::smiles::A doctor, eh?

Erv tResan:	<::smiles at K'Yele:: ::Lera's Innocent Look::ª>

EtonTrSaal:	::grins:: It works, usually.

Retor EtoK:	Guy>  So. . . where y'all from?

Ael tVecj:	::looks around for an ISD or something that would explain what we're both doing here::

Erv tResan:	::gets out of the shuttle, looks around, smiles softly::

Tal tKunza:	::nods enthusiastically:: Ie.. ::smiles::

Retor EtoK:	We. . .  get around.

Ilia tReki:	..What do you do if it doesn't..?

Ael tVecj:	<Quick, K'Yele, a code name for our next mission!>

EtonTrSaal:	Jump out of the way, very very fast.

Ilia tReki:	::picks up her bags and steps into the back of the taxi::

DErvKYele:	It's a hard life... but it's the only life for me.

Ael tVecj:	You seem...young.

Ael tVecj:	::comparing her to Mulder::

DErvKYele:	<Congress author mission!>

Erv tResan:	::opens the door, goes inside::

Ilia tReki:	I... see...::coughs quietly::

Ael tVecj:	::sits down in one of Pervad's chair::

Retor EtoK:	Guy>  And your friend?

Ael tVecj:	<Err..thats not very secretive, K'Yele. ;)>

EtonTrSaal:	<::decides to use # with Ilia, so he can see it easier::>

Tal tKunza:	::gulps:: Um.. well.. I just graduated.

EtonTrSaal:	#::motions for her to get in::

Ael tVecj:	Did you! How were your grades? ::grins at young youth::

Ael tVecj:	<Oh god, what redundancy>

DErvKYele:	<Umm... >>CLASSIFIED<< author mission!>

Retor EtoK:	<LOL>

Erv tResan:	::puts Mara and Miranda in their cribs::

DErvKYele:	Well...

Erv tResan:	::goes over to her bed, lies down, sighs::

EtonTrSaal:	<completely and totaly eliminate repeditive rednundancy>

Retor EtoK:	<foolish, petty youth?>

Tal tKunza:	::smiles nervously:: I received grades, ie.. ::equally nervous giggle::

Ael tVecj:	Guy #2> ::enters:::T'Vecj? I was instructed to give you this.

Ilia tReki:	<::agrees;)::><::really slow at the moment...::>

DErvKYele:	I've been around... I started here, though, myself.

Ael tVecj:	Guy #2> ::gives ISD::

Ilia tReki:	# ::does so::

Ael tVecj:	Guy #2> ::leaves::

Ael tVecj:	<Ooho, she's pretty?>

EtonTrSaal:	<S'ok>

Ael tVecj:	What were they?

Retor EtoK:	Guy>  Well. .   then you know this area pretty well.

Ael tVecj:	:::oogles Tal::

Ael tVecj:	<Retor..for future reference..you may not woo anyone I oogle>

Retor EtoK:	I should say so.

Tal tKunza:	::eyes the door and then t'Vecj, trying to figure things out::

Erv tResan:	<::giggle::>

Retor EtoK:	<I'll try to remember>

EtonTrSaal:	<::giggles at t'Vecj:: Not subtle, are we?>

Tal tKunza:	::not succeeding::

Retor EtoK:	Guy>  Then, do you know when I should turn?  I kinda forgot

Ael tVecj:	::flicks on the ISD::CLASSIFIED author mission...hm.

Tal tKunza:	Um.. my grades?

Ael tVecj:	::glances at t'Kunza glancing at the door::

EtonTrSaal:	#Well, where should we go to?

DErvKYele:	::blinks at the driver::

Tal tKunza:	::continues to bite her lip nervously::

Ael tVecj:	You can't run away, Et'rhja Tal t'Kunza...you're my new CMO.

Retor EtoK:	Umm. . . . that depends.  Where are we right now?

Ael tVecj:	So...yes, grades..I'd like to know what kind of doctor you are.g

Ael tVecj:	rin

Ilia tReki:	# Hm.. ever seen the waterfalls near here...?

Ael tVecj:	::grin::

Retor EtoK:	Guy>  Umm. . . well. . .  that's a good question.  A very good question

DErvKYele:	::flips him a credit chit:: Do you remember now?

Ilia tReki:	<I'll burb.. bad lag. :)>

Retor EtoK:	Guy>  Vaguely.

Cobas:	Ant> ::makes its way slowly but determinedly across the room::

Tal tKunza:	I.. am a CMO? ::gulps:: I feel dizzy.. ::starts to hyperventilate::

EtonTrSaal:	#No, I haven't...that could be interesting.

Retor EtoK:	::feels dumb for forgetting his wallet::

DErvKYele:	::presses something cold and hard to the man's skull:: Remember now?

Ael tVecj:	::leans over and puts a hand on her back::Doctor?

Retor EtoK:	Guy>  I, um, ie.

Tal tKunza:	What do I do? ::looks around, says to herself:: Sit.. I should sit..

Retor EtoK:	Guy>  Turns, speeds up, stops.

Retor EtoK:	::  ::

EtonTrSaal:	<::pouts, waits for Ilia to get back::>

Erv tResan:	<::thwap::>

EtonTrSaal:	<What?>

Erv tResan:	<She'll be back.>

Ael tVecj:	Sitting is a start...

Ael tVecj:	::wonders if we'll have to teach the new girl *everything*

Ael tVecj:	::

Ael tVecj:	<Ilia left???>

Retor EtoK:	Oh!  ::points:  That building was my high school

Tal tKunza:	::sits down in the Senator's chair:: Okay, I think I'm okay..

Tal tKunza:	::looking greener than usual::

Ael tVecj:	Secretary! Bring some water!

Ael tVecj:	Guy #2> :::scurries in with a glass of water::

Cobas:	Ant> ::begins to climb desk leg::

DErvKYele:	::smiles:: So, almost there, then?

Ael tVecj:	Guy #2> ::flirts as he gives it to Tal::

Retor EtoK:	We're here.  We can get out now.

Retor EtoK:	Sorry.

Retor EtoK:	I got distracted

DErvKYele:	::takes the metal piping from the man's skull, pays the fare::

DErvKYele:	::steps out of the taxi::

Ael tVecj:	::scowls at the guy::

Tal tKunza:	::oblivious to the flirtation, gulps down some water, spilling it

Tal tKunza:	down the front of her shirt::

EtonTrSaal:	<Welcome back, Ilia>

Ael tVecj:	Guy #2> ::trots out::

EtonTrSaal:	#Oh, I told Lera I'd pay her a visit at some point.

Ilia tReki:	<Hann'yo. :)>

DErvKYele:	::laughs the laugh he's been holding in::

Ael tVecj:	<Ooooo, wet teeshirt>

Ael tVecj:	<Aefvadh back, Ilia>

Retor EtoK:	::goes to door, knocks::

Retor EtoK:	What?

Erv tResan:	<::thwapgiggle::>

Tal tKunza:	<<Hehe, t'Vecj..>>

Ilia tReki:	# Yes, they definately are interesting..

Cobas:	Ant> ::giggles::

EtonTrSaal:	<::giggle::>

DErvKYele:	::holds up the small pipe:: This is how I got us here.

Ilia tReki:	# ::nods to him::  Should be plenty of time.. do you know how long we'll be here..?

Retor EtoK:	Oh. . .

DErvKYele:	He thought I was holding a gun to his head...

DErvKYele:	::stifles another laugh::

Retor EtoK:	I was wondering.  It's not in your nature to use violence. . .

Tal tKunza:	::looks at her, smiles weakly:: I'm fine.. sorry.. I get.. queasy.

EtonTrSaal:	#Well, it's up to you. No, not exactly. We could see the falls.

Ael tVecj:	Queasy? ::thinks: strange doctor::

Tal tKunza:	::shrugs::

EtonTrSaal:	<::wonders if Ael is surpassing Lera in horniness today::>

Cobas:	Ant> ::scurries along the desktop, exploring::

Retor EtoK:	::rings again::

Ael tVecj:	::leans back::You've been assigned to me...uh..::thinks of classified info:: personally...

Ael tVecj:	For the next 3 months.

Ilia tReki:	#  Well.. I don't want to just drag you along on things I want to do.. ::smiles::

Ael tVecj:	So tell me about yourself.

Erv tResan:	<::thwaps him:: :)>

Retor EtoK:	::steps back, looks in the window::

DErvKYele:	So... should your folks be out today?

EtonTrSaal:	<um...Cobas has a minor part today...>

Retor EtoK:	Hello?

Retor EtoK:	I. . . um, well, maybe.

Retor EtoK:	I wanted to surprise them a little.

DErvKYele:	<Somebody gonna squish him or what?>

EtonTrSaal:	#No, I don't mind. I have nothing better to do. Unless you don't want a tag-along.

Erv tResan:	<: >

Retor EtoK:	<Me?>

Tal tKunza:	Okay.. ::looks intimidated:: Well... I'm supposed to be a

Tal tKunza:	doctor.. Well.. I guess I am a doctor..

Erv tResan:	::looks around her house, hasn't been here in several years::

Tal tKunza:	::shifts uncomfortably::

Retor EtoK:	I. . .um, let's see if we can sneak in the back window.

DErvKYele:	<No, he's in the office with Tal and Ael>

Tal tKunza:	Maybe it would help if you did the asking and I did the answering, lhhei.

EtonTrSaal:	#I'll come with for anything you want, unless you'd rather I not. ::smiles::

Ilia tReki:	#  ::shakes her head:: Yes, well.. just so you know, I won't be choosing everything to do.

Ael tVecj:	<Who is?>

Cobas:	Ant> ::looks for a way onto tVecj::

Ilia tReki:	# ::smiles again::

DErvKYele:	So... you have to sneak into your own house...

Ael tVecj:	<Oh boy...>

EtonTrSaal:	#What do you mean?

Retor EtoK:	I don't usually carry a key.

Erv tResan:	<::giggles, easily amused::>

Ael tVecj:	<Cow was beneath you, Cobas, and you're going for ant? ;)>

Retor EtoK:	My parents aren't into automatic systems

Cobas:	<LO>

Ael tVecj:	Alright...full name.

DErvKYele:	Have you tried the door, Sherlock? ::smiles::

Retor EtoK:	::pushes on the door::

Ilia tReki:	# That you're going to do something you want to if I have to just sit in a corner of my room

Ilia tReki:	# .. and read every day of this leave to get you to do it.

Retor EtoK:	Umm. . .

Retor EtoK:	Can you help?

DErvKYele:	::shrugs::

DErvKYele:	::pushes::

Ilia tReki:	#  I don't want a dependant on my hands.. I'm not responsible enough. ::smiles at him::

Retor EtoK:	::pushes::

Cobas:	Ant> ::gets a brilliant idea::  ::climbs down from desk::

EtonTrSaal:	#::laughs:: Oh, certainly. I'll find something to do, worry not.

Retor EtoK:	Umm. . .

Tal tKunza:	Um.. Tal t'Kunza.

Erv tResan:	<::rolls her eyes, hides::>

DErvKYele:	<So, is this a modern door or one like ours?>

Retor EtoK:	<kind of like ours>

DErvKYele:	It would probably be easier to push if you turned the knob...

Tal tKunza:	::avoiding the Enarrain's eyes::

EtonTrSaal:	#I'm not _that_ clingy wth friends. ::smiles::

Ael tVecj:	::nods::Age?

DErvKYele:	These old doors...

Ilia tReki:	# ::nods::remembers the cabbie's still there::

EtonTrSaal:	#You shoudln't have to spoon-feed me.

Tal tKunza:	::says proudly:: 26, lhhei.

Ilia tReki:	# Ah!  The Falls, please..

Retor EtoK:	Oh. . . it's been so long since I've been here!

Retor EtoK:	::turns knob::

Ael tVecj:	::smiles::

Ael tVecj:	Speciality?

Ilia tReki:	# And sorry about the delay.. ::coughs a few times::

Ilia tReki:	# ::nods to Eton::smiles::

Retor EtoK:	::door opens, alarm goes off::

EtonTrSaal:	::watches the secenery fly past Ilia's head::

Tal tKunza:	Nursing.  ::blushes:: Well... um.. I didn't really specialize.. I

Tal tKunza:	was kind of in the remedial program.

Retor EtoK:	Hmm. . .

Retor EtoK:	::looks for code-thingy::

DErvKYele:	::yelling over the din:: Not into automatic systems, huh?

Cobas:	Ant> ::finally makes it to the floor, starts climbing tVecj's chair's leg::

EtonTrSaal:	#I don't want to impose. If you don't want me there for anyhting, or want to be alone at...

Ael tVecj:	Hmm...

EtonTrSaal:	#...any time, just tell me...::a bit embarassed::

Retor EtoK:	Well, perhaps they've changed.

Ilia tReki:	# ::rummages through one of her bags to find her wallet::

Ael tVecj:	No advanced DNA analysis classes?

DErvKYele:	Elements, why would anyone need an alarm in this area?

Tal tKunza:	::shifts nervously:: Na, I'm afraid not.

Retor EtoK:	::hears sirens in the distance::

Ilia tReki:	# I will. ::looks up and smiles sweetly::

Retor EtoK:	I don't know. . .  it's just a little suburb

DErvKYele:	Oh, perfect...

Cobas:	Ant> ::looks at tKunza::  tsk tsk tsk...  ::continues climbing::

EtonTrSaal:	::smiles back at her, tries not to blush::

Retor EtoK:	Umm. . . here it is!

DErvKYele:	We just got here, and we're already going to jail...

Tal tKunza:	::thinking about what she'll cook for dinner tonight... tries really

Tal tKunza:	hard to concentrate::

Retor EtoK:	::sees box with numbers::  I bet it's my birth stardate.

Retor EtoK:	::types it in::

EtonTrSaal:	#I'll pay forhalf of the Cab ride, by the way.

DErvKYele:	::chuckles at the irony of the situation::

Ilia tReki:	# ::remembers herself and goes back to rummaging for her wallet::

EtonTrSaal:	<::hands Ael a can of Raid::>

Retor EtoK:	::reads::  Wrong code.  Re enter.

Tal tKunza:	::notices ant, flicks it off the desk::

Retor EtoK:	Hmm. . .

Ael tVecj:	::gazes at Tal::Do you have any other skills?

Ael tVecj:	<LOL tKunza!>

DErvKYele:	Did they disown you or what?

EtonTrSaal:	<Poor ant>

Cobas:	Ant> I can fly! I can fly!

Ilia tReki:	# Hann'yo.. ::smiles::

Retor EtoK:	I guess so.

Tal tKunza:	::looks at t'Vecj, smiles:: I'm a chef!

Retor EtoK:	It's kind of depressing.

Retor EtoK:	Action:: Big scary men enter the back door

Ael tVecj:	A good one? ::smiles::

Retor EtoK:	Men>  Hold still!  Hands up!

EtonTrSaal:	Unless one of us weighs an awefull lot more than the other, it's 50/50, and you don't...

DErvKYele:	::raises hands::

EtonTrSaal:	#...look very heavy. ::smiles::

Retor EtoK:	::raises hands::

Tal tKunza:	::nods, nods, still smiling::  Gourmet Rihannsu Chef, certified!

Retor EtoK:	Is there a problem, officers?

Ael tVecj:	::shifts weight, stepping on one of the ant's legs::

Ael tVecj:	Certified, eh?

Retor EtoK:	Men>  We'll let the Sargeant deal with the likes of you!

Ilia tReki:	# ::mutters quietly and zips the bag back up::starts on the next::

DErvKYele:	Look, gentlemen, as you can see from our _uniforms_, we are of the Rihannsu Military Galae.

Ael tVecj:	Would you cook for a crew of 15?

Ilia tReki:	# Well.. I'm definately not going to _tell_ you if I was the heavier one..

EtonTrSaal:	<Tsk tsk, torturing teh poor ant>

Retor EtoK:	Sargent>  ::enters:: What seems to be the problem, boys?

Cobas:	Ant> ::begins trek towards tKunza's chair::

DErvKYele:	I think I can explain, Rekkhai.

Tal tKunza:	::bites lip, wrinkles nose:: I could.  Given the proper preparation

Tal tKunza:	time... ingredients.. a couple of assistants..

EtonTrSaal:	#Ilia, just let me cover it, I already found my wallet.

Retor EtoK:	Sargent Mc'tr'Duffy?

Retor EtoK:	Sargent>  Ie.  What do you want?

Ael tVecj:	Assistants? Nah.

Retor EtoK:	::looks up at him::  It's me, Retor

DErvKYele:	::turns to him:: Okay... ::backs off from the conversation::

EtonTrSaal:	#::chucles:: I'm sure you're not, unless I'm made of hollow fiber-glass.

Retor EtoK:	Sarg>  Retor?  Retor EtoK?  You're the one who broke into the Quick'E'm'Art twenty years ago

Tal tKunza:	::looks serious:: They are essential in order to prepare dietary

Tal tKunza:	correct meals in a speedily fashion, Enarrain.

Retor EtoK:	?

Ilia tReki:	# I'll pay you back once I get this stuff sorted out.. ::smiles::

EtonTrSaal:	<::giggles:: Great, Tal!>

Retor EtoK:	Na!  I was cleared of all charges!

Ael tVecj:	::Finds her grades on the ISD::

DErvKYele:	<w> Retor... this isn't helping...

Retor EtoK:	Anyway, I live here.

Retor EtoK:	I just got locked out.

Ilia tReki:	#  Never know.. ::rezips her bag::leans back and tries to look as light as possible::

Ael tVecj:	I think you'll do fine, Et'rhja.

EtonTrSaal:	<Nice spelling, Retor>

Retor EtoK:	Sargent>  Where've you been the past twenty years?

Cobas:	Ant>::reaches chair:: ::catches breath:: ::climbs slowly::

Tal tKunza:	::smiles:: Hann'yyo, Enarrain.

Retor EtoK:	<What did I spell wrong?  Or the Quickymart thing?>

EtonTrSaal:	#Hey, hey...don't dry up and blow away, ok? ::smiles::

Ael tVecj:	Do you have housing on ch'Rihan?

Retor EtoK:	::points to uniform::

EtonTrSaal:	<The Quickymart. Funny.>

Retor EtoK:	On the Hnoiyika.  And then the Predator

Tal tKunza:	Ie.. in the countryside.  My family owns a farm.

Retor EtoK:	<Ah. . . thanks :-)>

Ael tVecj:	A farm? Ive never seen a farm...

DErvKYele:	<m> And the Sollace before that...

Retor EtoK:	::alarm's still ringing::

EtonTrSaal:	<::gives him a gold s'tahr::>

Ael tVecj:	<2 years??? On the Hnoiyika? Try 3. :P>

Ilia tReki:	# ::smiles::glances out at the hills rolling by::

Ael tVecj:	<err..20 years???>

Tal tKunza:	Ooh.. You've surely missed out then, lhhei.

Retor EtoK:	<Academy?>

Retor EtoK:	<Minor postings in small little ports before being on ships?>

Ael tVecj:	<5 or 6 years of Academy..right, tahts good. :)>

Retor EtoK:	<I dunno!  It sounded good;  the guys a little cooky anyway>

EtonTrSaal:	#::looking past Ilia out teh window:: I've enver seen a landscape quite like this. That...

EtonTrSaal:	#...city was huge.

Cobas:	Ant> ::reaches seat:: ::stealthily, Stealthily climbs tKunza's back::

Retor EtoK:	So, um, since you know that I live here, can you. . . well, um.

Ael tVecj:	Then...show me your parents farm. Im sure they wont mind me staying a few days?

EtonTrSaal:	<::giggles, likes the ant::>

Tal tKunza:	::leans back in the chair:: Um..

Ilia tReki:	# ::smiles::  Nothing quite like the land on these planets..

EtonTrSaal:	<Cobos, watch out, you'll make Ael jealous>

Erv tResan:	<::also likes the ant::>

Ael tVecj:	<::mumbles that everyone always like Cobas::>

Retor EtoK:	Sarg>  What, Sonny?

Tal tKunza:	We aren't used to cityfolk like you, lhhei.. I'm not sure.. um..

Ael tVecj:	::looks like a hard and weathered 70 year old commander::

Retor EtoK:	Well, we kind of want to get unpacked.  We're going to be here a few days.

Erv tResan:	<::giggles::>

Cobas:	Ant> ::panics::  ::fits in between the folds::  :;sighs::

Retor EtoK:	Sarg>  Well, I would love to let you go free.

Tal tKunza:	::bites lip::

Retor EtoK:	Sarg>  Except, you broke into your parents home.

Erv tResan:	<::not touching that::>

Cobas:	<Arr...um... >

DErvKYele:	Rekkhai, the door was unlocked.

Ael tVecj:	<::coughs::>

EtonTrSaal:	#::feels the cab begin to slow::

Tal tKunza:	<<ROFL..>>

Retor EtoK:	So?

Cobas:	Ant> ::coughs too, continues climbing:

Retor EtoK:	If a bridge was unlocked, would you all jump off it?

Retor EtoK:	Wait; that's not right.

Retor EtoK:	<sargent>

DErvKYele:	It was hardly breaking in if Retor entered his own home through an unlocked door.

EtonTrSaal:	::asks the driver about any places to stay near the falls, gets a list of places::

EtonTrSaal:	#

Retor EtoK:	Hmm. . . well, if it's his own home, can't he turn off the alarm?

Ael tVecj:	::recorrects her thoughts...a beautiful, sensual, dark hard

Retor EtoK:	Try your birthdate!

Ael tVecj:	and weathered commander::

Ilia tReki:	# You look pretty self-sufficient to me.. why'd I have to pick the place?

Retor EtoK:	<still Sargent>

Ael tVecj:	<::nips t'Reki:: ;)>

Ilia tReki:	<<g>>

DErvKYele:	Ie, Retor... turn off the alarm...

Cobas:	Ant> ::reaches tKunza's collar:: ::pauses to catch breath::

Retor EtoK:	<Retor>  Ie, Kyele.  ::steps over to alarm thing, presses buttons::

Erv tResan:	<::giggles, amused::>

EtonTrSaal:	#I...I don't know anywhere on ch'Rihan...I only know a few province names.

Tal tKunza:	::sighs, smiles:: I'm sure my family would love to meet my commanding officer.

Retor EtoK:	::w::Wrong code.

Retor EtoK:	::casually rips wiring out of the thingy;  alarm stops::

Tal tKunza:	::starts planning the meal::

Ilia tReki:	#  Well.. ::picks her bags up again::.. all you need to do is ask the nearest local what a..

Retor EtoK:	Sarg>  That's better.  I'm going to be keeping an eye on you, though.

Ilia tReki:	# .. good spot is, and unless you see anyone around you laughing, go there.

Retor EtoK:	Sarg>  And don't try anything at the Quick'E'm'Art!

EtonTrSaal:	#True...

Ilia tReki:	# ::smiles::climbs out of the taxi::

Cobas:	Ant> ::takes deep breath:: ::assumes tKunza has hair and jumps onto it::

EtonTrSaal:	#::pays the cabbis::

Retor EtoK:	I'll try to restrain myself, Rekhai.

Ael tVecj:	::sits::shall I call a shuttle to take us?

Ilia tReki:	# Hann'yo again.  How much was it..?

EtonTrSaal:	#::picks up his bags and two of Ilia's::

Tal tKunza:	::scratches at her hair:: Okay.

Retor EtoK:	Sarg>  What did you just call me, brazen young youth?

Retor EtoK:	::writes Retor a ticket::

Cobas:	Ant> acck!! ::hangs on for dear life::

EtonTrSaal:	<::doesn't know anything about Rihannsu currency...>

Retor EtoK:	Sarg> Harumph!  ::goes out::  Let's go, boys!  Time for doughnuts!

DErvKYele:	::shakes head the the Sergeant, sighs::

Ael tVecj:	::watches her scratch her hair...wonders if she is unclean::

Ael tVecj:	<2 minute warning...>

Retor EtoK:	<Is that how you spell it, KYele?>

Ilia tReki:	<Sorry..;)>

Retor EtoK:	<I knew I had it wrong the whole time>

DErvKYele:	<::nods::>

EtonTrSaal:	#Just pocket change, don't worry about it.

Tal tKunza:	::scratches furiously:: Aagh.. um..::bites lip, shrugs:: allergies.

Cobas:	Ant> ::giggles and makes it way accross tKunza's scalp::

Retor EtoK:	Well, would you like to unpack?

EtonTrSaal:	<:)>

Ael tVecj:	::Thinks: an allergic, queasy doctor...::

Cobas:	Ant> ::freezes and waits::

Retor EtoK:	<Did you notice the young youth thing, Ael?>

Ilia tReki:	# Mm-hm.. ::fixes her eyes on him::smiles to herself and walks up the sidewalk a ways, to..

DErvKYele:	::nods:: Thank the Elements... that was a close one.

Ilia tReki:	# ::..get away from the traffic::

Ael tVecj:	<The young youth thing?>

Retor EtoK:	Let me shw you to your room.

DErvKYele:	::nods, follows him::

Retor EtoK:	<The crazy sergeant, talking just like you!>

EtonTrSaal:	#::points to a building:: The cabbie said that was an ok place to stay...should we get rooms

EtonTrSaal:	#...so we can drop our bags?

Retor EtoK:	::enters his own room::  This is my room.

Retor EtoK:	::jaw drops::

Ilia tReki:	# ::nods::  Ie, ie.. definately..

Retor EtoK:	ACTION:  Retor's museum is an art gallery

Tal tKunza:	::runs fingers through her hair::

Retor EtoK:	err, Retor's room is an art gallery

Ael tVecj:	<oh gee...great..:)>

Ael tVecj:	::swoons::

Retor EtoK:	with a big fish tank, or something

Ael tVecj:	>>>>>>>>>End Sim<<<<<<<<<

Cobas:	Ant> ::lies flat against tKunza's scalp:: hehe

Ael tVecj:	>>>>>>>>>End Sim<<<<<<<<<

Ilia tReki:	# Then I can fish out my wallet..

Ael tVecj:	Vaed'rae!

EtonTrSaal:	#::looks at her bag in his hand:: Just how many bricks did you pack, anyway? ::smiles at her

Retor EtoK:	Hrrau Vaedrae

EtonTrSaal:	::

Ilia tReki:	::hrrau vaed'rae::

DErvKYele:	::hrrau vaed'rae::

Tal tKunza:	::hrrau vaed'rae::

Cobas:	Ant> ::hrrau vaed'rae::

EtonTrSaal:	::Hrrau Vaedrae::

Ael tVecj:	::wipes hands::Everyone welcome Tal t'Kunza!

Retor EtoK:	YEAH!!!!

Retor EtoK:	:-)

DErvKYele:	::welcomes Tal t'Kunza::

Retor EtoK:	::applauseapplauseapplause::

EtonTrSaal:	::smiles, waves:: Be well, Tal!

Ilia tReki:	::whistles at t'Kunza::

Tal tKunza:	::curtsies::

Cobas:	Ant> ::bites tKunza's scalp:: ::softly::

Retor EtoK:	LOL

Erv tResan:	::applause:: Hi, Tal. :)

Ael tVecj:	Any other announcements?

Ael tVecj:	:::prays Lera's not getting married to anyone else::

Retor EtoK:	::raises hand::

Tal tKunza:	::squashes ant against her scalp, goes back to vaed'rae::

Cobas:	Ant> Today is a good day to die... ::squashed::

Erv tResan:	::thwaps Tal::

Retor EtoK:	I would just like to. . . umm, well, never mind.  It's not important

EtonTrSaal:	::puts a restraining hold on Lera::

Ael tVecj:	Retor?

Ael tVecj:	::drags Retor front and center, shines spotlight on him::

Retor EtoK:	Well, umm. . .  it's really not important, though.

Cobas:	Ant> ahhh... missing legs... guts... spilling out.. can't move...

EtonTrSaal:	::is blinded by Retor's glory::

Retor EtoK:	Sorry I can't spell.

Ael tVecj:	I don't care.

Ael tVecj:	::smirks at Eton::

Retor EtoK:	Ok. . .  well, um, hi!

EtonTrSaal:	::steps on ant to put it out of it's misery::

Retor EtoK:	Is that enough?

DErvKYele:	<Is this ant being played by William Shatner? :D>

Erv tResan:	<Eton... it's in Tal's hair.>

Cobas:	Ant> dies on tKunza's scalp, squashed by Eton's foot::

EtonTrSaal:	<eep! I thought it fell put...>

Ael tVecj:	::looks at Eton standing on Tal's head:: I told you not to a

Erv tResan:	::pouts::

Ael tVecj:	abuse the young youth!

Retor EtoK:	::casually sneaks back to the peanut gallery::

Ael tVecj:	::smiles at Retor::

EtonTrSaal:	Um...I didn't mean to kick you in the head...::helps her up::

Tal tKunza:	::gets an instant headache... wonders how one treats a headache::

EtonTrSaal:	::hides behind Ilia, embarassed::

Ael tVecj:	Eton, tell Jennifer thanks for coming. :)

Tal tKunza:	S'ok.. ::smiles at Tr'Saal::

Ael tVecj:	You are all dismissed.

Ilia tReki:	::slides to the right::tries to nudge the spotlight over Eton::

DErvKYele:	Well, Jolan Tru, all!

EtonTrSaal:	She left, but will do.

Cobas:	For my next trick, I'll play a retrovirus...  see you all next week...

Ael tVecj:	Ew

EtonTrSaal:	Noo! Light! I'm meeeelllltting! Oh whataworld!

Ael tVecj:	Night all. :)

2/28/98 11:03:57 PM	Closing "Hnoiyika 2/28/98"