5/23/98 10:03:31 PM Opening "Hnoiyika 5/23/98" Eirl tKaen: I won't be here next week, though Eirl tKaen: national math competition AtotrLycus: Ugh. Eirl tKaen: no, fun! Eirl tKaen: the people I meet are really cool DErvKYele: Is Eton serious? Is Adrian really in his thirties? Or was he just being strange? Eirl tKaen: no Eirl tKaen: he's 16 Ael tVecj: Good girl! Eirl tKaen: when did he say that? DErvKYele: Thought he seemed like a teenager. DErvKYele: E-mail message. Eirl tKaen: :P to him DErvKYele: He's gonna be late tonight. Ael tVecj: 30s??? Eirl tKaen: (m) he's always told me he won't lie... Ael tVecj: ::gets chocolate on her mouse:: Eirl tKaen: Jolan tru, Adm DErvKYele: Uh, you got the message, too, Enarrain. DErvKYele: Jolan Tru, Rekkhai! AdmNatsirt: Jolan Tru, qiuu DErvKYele: ::unconsciously straightens:: Ael tVecj: ::frets::Message? Ilia tReki: ::leans against her plant:: DErvKYele: Eton said he was going to be late today... DErvKYele: Said something about masquerading as a 31-year old decrepit man... Ael tVecj: Is he in a play? :) DErvKYele: Dunno. Eirl tKaen: nope DErvKYele: Maybe. DErvKYele: Oh, guess not. DErvKYele: :) Erv tResan: ::notices Ilia's here:: Erv tResan: Jolan tru, Ilia. ::huggle:: :) Eirl tKaen: At least, if he is he hasn't told me Eirl tKaen: Jolan tru, Eton DErvKYele: Jolan Tru, Eton... Ael tVecj: Maybe he feels stiffled. ;) Err.. EtonTrSaal: Jolan Tru All. Erv tResan: Jolan tru, Eton. Erv tResan: ::huggle:: Ilia tReki: Eek! ::huggled::glances around and hugs:: DErvKYele: You are SO late! :) Ael tVecj: Sorry, Xena crisis brewing...we'll start soon. :) Erv tResan: ::giggle:: Ilia tReki: Jolan tru, everyone that wasn't here when I said it last..;) AtotrLycus: Don't mind me, Ael. Send me the info later. EtonTrSaal: I am not 31, that was my Pseudo Step-dad,Andy, who wrote that. Eirl tKaen: ahh... I get it Ael tVecj: Oh YES! They're showing "The Price" again!! Erv tResan: Xena reruns? :) EtonTrSaal: ::hugs back:: Ael tVecj: Vaed'rae! Erv tResan: ::hrrau vaed'rae:: Ilia tReki: ::hrrau vaed'rae:: DErvKYele: ::hrrau vaed'rae:: AtotrLycus: ::Arrogant smile:: EtonTrSaal: included in the letter I had him send to Eirl tKaen: ::hrrau vaedrae:: Ael tVecj: Eirl, still playing the killer? Eirl tKaen: I guess so EtonTrSaal: I thought we were on shore leave today? Eirl tKaen: if you want me to Eirl tKaen: but I'd be happy to be Eirl again, as well Erv tResan: Aren't we done with that sim yet? :) Ael tVecj: Read the brief... Eirl tKaen: what's more to be done with it? Ael tVecj: This is the last week, Lera. ;) Eirl tKaen: It didn't say much AtotrLycus: We're dropping off Heb. Eirl tKaen: It had a quote, but that was all Ael tVecj: ::writes the long, detailed, painstaking briefs, and no one Ael tVecj: reads!:: AtotrLycus: I read! I was bored. Eirl tKaen: oh, I remembver that Ael tVecj: ::smirks at Ato:: Ael tVecj: Okay...Ilia, you're Heb. Eirl tKaen: but I can't reread it now, because I"m on a different computer Ael tVecj: KYele, Eton? Interested in placing Tragicans? DErvKYele: ::dabs on bluish-greenish-yellowish-reddish dead-looking skin coloring makeup:: AtotrLycus: After reading it, I was more bored. Eirl tKaen: hey! I vaguely remember it EtonTrSaal: The brif said there was no mission summary. Eirl tKaen: I read it when i was in a hurry Ael tVecj: Brief: Drop Heb off at Tragic Eirl tKaen: and it was not dull Ael tVecj: ::still thinks it was a masterpiece:: AtotrLycus: What's Tragic? Ael tVecj: I did send out my log last week, didnt I? DErvKYele: ::hops onto a biobed:: Eirl tKaen: it just was less important for the second than was checking the rest of myllmail Ael tVecj: ::refers Ato's question to K'Yele::Lets all review Tragic. EtonTrSaal: Everyone, I need to log of and log on again on AOL 3.0, 4.0 is being wierd. Ael tVecj: ::nods to Eton, waves:: AtotrLycus: Not being. IS. DErvKYele: ::glances around:: Uhm.... uhh... it's a planet... (I don't even remember that much, it's DErvKYele: been a long time since we visited Tragic) AtotrLycus: What's so tragic about it? Ael tVecj: ::ponders K'Yele running a plotline for 4 weeks straightt Ael tVecj: that he doesnt remember:: AtotrLycus: Nevermind. I'm ready. Ael tVecj: ::grins at Ato:: Eirl tKaen: ::has a horrible memory for names, can't figure out which onje that was:: DErvKYele: What're you talking about? Ael tVecj: Tragic: A non-Rihannsu planet that recently experienced Ael tVecj: a political revolution that the Predator guided to a peaceful Ael tVecj: end, after stopping a mad warlord who was planning Ael tVecj: planetary anniliation. DErvKYele: Oh, yeah!!! AtotrLycus: ::grabs his head:: Brain... Hurts... DErvKYele: And I was the mad warlord! Now I remember! :) Ael tVecj: Reason for dropping Heb Off: The same reason Wesley joined Ael tVecj: the Maquis in TNG. Eirl tKaen: ::anoyed:: where's Eton? I haven't talked to him for days DErvKYele: ::jumps onto a biobed:: But I'm half-dead, so I can't be a Tragican again. AtotrLycus: Because we hate him? Ael tVecj: Eton will be Tragican when he returns. Ael tVecj: ::smirks at Ato:: Erv tResan: Wesley joined the Maquis? DErvKYele: What does everyone have against Wes? Erv tResan: Don't you mean Ro? :) AtotrLycus: Wanna know? DErvKYele: And he went with the Traveller, he didn't join the Maquis. Ael tVecj: He went with the Traveller to join the Maquis. Ael tVecj: Remember the wise Indian guy? Ael tVecj: He left Starfleet... DErvKYele: Yeah... he went with the Traveller to experience new planes of existence. AtotrLycus: He's a "super-smart", candy-azz, goody-goody pain in the rear! Erv tResan: To run around with the Traveler - not join the Maquis. Ael tVecj: I coulda swore he walked straight into the Maquis battle... AtotrLycus: He would ne the ultimate weapon against the Borg if they assimilated him! EtonTrSaal: DErvKYele: And stopped it... and walked off... Ael tVecj: Anyhow, Vaed'rae. DErvKYele: Anyway... DErvKYele: It doesn't matter, we're wasting precious time. :) EtonTrSaal: ::hrau vaed'rae:: AtotrLycus: ::Arrogant smile:: Ael tVecj: >>>>>>Begins Sim<<<<<< Ael tVecj: >>>>>>Begins Sim<<<<<< DErvKYele: ::slumps, becoming half-dead IC:: Ael tVecj: >>>>>>Begins Sim<<<<<< Ael tVecj: ::stands on the oira of the Camel, harrassing the Enarrain::ETA? EtonTrSaal: Ael tVecj: Camel Enarrain> ::bored sigh:: 10 sireuna. Why dont you visit your Ael tVecj: XO? Ael tVecj: Eirl tKaen: ::in a cell, very mad at himself for being caught:: Eirl tKaen: ::playing assasin:: EtonTrSaal: AtotrLycus: ::walks onto the oira:: Nice... Ael tVecj: EtonTrSaal: DErvKYele: EtonTrSaal: <::confused::> Erv tResan: <::giggle::> DErvKYele: Ilia tReki: ::being someone, doing something, somewhere:: DErvKYele: ::just laying there, half-dead:: EtonTrSaal: Ilia tReki: DErvKYele: Ael tVecj: ::sighs and enters a TL::Tell me the SIREUNA we're in orbit. Ael tVecj: Camel Enarrain> Ie, ie...::waves:: Ael tVecj: AtotrLycus: ::looks at the Camel Enarrain:: Poor guy. Ael tVecj: :::zooms down to medical:: Ael tVecj: *Lera* Meet me in medical. Erv tResan: +com+ On my way... Erv tResan: ::wanders to medbay:: Eirl tKaen: ::paces in his cell:: AtotrLycus: +tVecj+ Where AtotrLycus: +tVecj+ Where's Heb being held? Erv tResan: ::enters medbay:: Ael tVecj: +Ato+ He was given quarters on deck 5. Ael tVecj: ::nods to Lera:::Is K'Yele able to return to duty? DErvKYele: ::goes code blue again, the monitors emit a steady pulse of sound:: Erv tResan: Not yet. AtotrLycus: ::enters TL:: AtotrLycus: Deck 5. AtotrLycus: ::enters Deck 5:: DErvKYele: Ael tVecj: ::frowns at KYele::Fix him! AtotrLycus: ::rings the bell for Heb's quarters:: Anyone here? Ael tVecj: Why does he keep doing that? DErvKYele: ::attempts to cling to life:: Ilia tReki: ::assumes she's Heb again::looks up:: Who's there? AtotrLycus: Ato tr'Lycus. DErvKYele: Eirl tKaen: ::wonders what will happen to him:: Ilia tReki: ::has no idea who that is:: Ael tVecj: Ilia tReki: ::searches her memory:: Erv tResan: Ilia tReki: ::er.. his:: AtotrLycus: Eirl tKaen: ::is very very jailed:: Erv tResan: DErvKYele: ::takes a gasping breath:: Ael tVecj: DErvKYele: ::monitors show pulse again:: Ael tVecj: :::punches random buttons on the machine::Wake up, K'Yele! DErvKYele: ::takes a cartical stimulation, comes to:: DErvKYele: AtotrLycus: ::leaves Deck 5:: Ilia tReki: Hrm.. ::stands and goes to the door:: DErvKYele: Ae... a... Ilia tReki: ::opens and blinks at the empty hall:: Ael tVecj: DErvKYele: H..mis...b...gh... Ael tVecj: What? ::leans over to hear him:: I can't hear you. Eirl tKaen: <::doesn't want to die, but is very very bored::> Ilia tReki: ::shrugs and goes back inside to keep working on some letters:: Ael tVecj: Medical technician> ::works on K'Yele::: AtotrLycus: DErvKYele: Heb... missi..n...bu... DErvKYele: DErvKYele: ::eyes roll back:: AtotrLycus: Ael tVecj: We found heb... DErvKYele: ::forces them forward:: Ael... ae..he... EtonTrSaal: ::is Eton:: EtonTrSaal: ::enters the assasin's cell:: Ael tVecj: What? What? Eirl tKaen: AtotrLycus: ::is tragic, on planet Tragic:: Eirl tKaen: ::stands, angrily:: Ael tVecj: Med> ::Gives K'Yele adrelinine and repairs cells:: Eirl tKaen: ::says nothing, looks at the open door just beyond Eton:: EtonTrSaal: ::has the light out, so he is just a shillouette in the door:: DErvKYele: ::wakes up:: Heb... in danger... just... I was... AtotrLycus: ::waiting:: Ael tVecj: He's not...he's here... safe, on Camel. DErvKYele: ::only gurgles and slumps back, but retains consciousness:: Eirl tKaen: ::stands just shy of the forcefield containing him:: Erv tResan: ::walks over to K'Yele:: Ael tVecj: ::rubs his cheek gently:: AtotrLycus: ::thinks about playing Russian-- Er, Tragic Roulette:: EtonTrSaal: ::steps foreward, looks at her:: Ael tVecj: Lera...::glances at her:: Eirl tKaen: ::holds her hands up next to it, as if pressing agianst it, but doesn't touch it;: Erv tResan: Hmm? EtonTrSaal: I'm going to say this, just once. Eirl tKaen: ::listens, but doesn't look at him:: EtonTrSaal: Am am the only friend you have here. I have no interest in hurting you. Eirl tKaen: EtonTrSaal: Only finding out what I need to know. Eirl tKaen: Really? EtonTrSaal: Eirl tKaen: ::a bit disbelieing and angry:: Eirl tKaen: ::turns slowly to size him up:: Ael tVecj: What are you going to do? AtotrLycus: ::waiting for the Rihunnsu:: Ilia tReki: ::pours over the tragedy and heart-wrenching in his letters:: Erv tResan: ::shrug:: Eirl tKaen: ::calm acting, really not very:: Eirl tKaen: Why is that? Erv tResan: I hope he wakes up soon... Eirl tKaen: I'm an assasin, they say ::sarcastically:: EtonTrSaal: ::in a monotone:: Do you have any allergies I shoudl eb aware of? Have you had any problems EtonTrSaal: with yiour heart? Ael tVecj: Go fetch Heb... Eirl tKaen: ::sighs, flatly:: No, no... Ael tVecj: Camel Enarrain> *Enarrain t'Vecj, we've arrived. Erv tResan: ::nods, leaves medbay:: EtonTrSaal: Sit down. AtotrLycus: ::checks his watch:: Bloody rihunnsu. Never on time. EtonTrSaal: ::waits for him to sit:: Eirl tKaen: ::mechanically sits, trying to maintain dignity:: Erv tResan: ::meeps, goes back to medbay:: Erv tResan: Where should I bring him? Ael tVecj: K'Yele...:::glares at med tech::How long does it take to fix a couple of burns? EtonTrSaal: Good. Ael tVecj: Med Tech> ::looks frightened::There's massive internal damage, Ael tVecj: damaged brain cells from repeatedly losing his air.. DErvKYele: EtonTrSaal: Now, denying what you are involved in will only prolong this. Ael tVecj: Med Tech> That shot could have killed him. DErvKYele: <:)> EtonTrSaal: Whereas, giving us usefull information can lead to...leaneience. EtonTrSaal: Do you understand? Eirl tKaen: ::angry look:: Who are you tosay that I'm involved in anything? AtotrLycus: ::taps foot:: Ael tVecj: Oh, Lera...transporter room 1. EtonTrSaal: Who I am is not your concern. EtonTrSaal: I have a job to do, nothign more. Erv tResan: ::nods, exits:: Eirl tKaen: It is if I shall be talking toyou Erv tResan: ::goes to find Heb:: Eirl tKaen: DErvKYele: AtotrLycus: < EtonTrSaal: I want to get what I need with a minimum of fuss. AtotrLycus: Retor EtoK: Eirl tKaen: Need for what? Who are you?::glare, stare:: EtonTrSaal: You are a job to me, nothing more. Ael tVecj: EtonTrSaal: ::sighs, sits:: Erv tResan: EtonTrSaal: I am the person who is talking with you. Retor EtoK: EtonTrSaal: I will be kind if I can, and unkind if I must. EtonTrSaal: Would you like somethign to eat before we begin? Eirl tKaen: WHy is the information needed? What position do you hold? Ael tVecj: ::leans over K'Yele::I have to go now...hold on. AtotrLycus: Aw, sod it. Maybe I should just go. EtonTrSaal: ::doesn't answer:: Ael tVecj: AtotrLycus: But the desk jokeys wouldn't like that... Ael tVecj: ::goes to TR1:: EtonTrSaal: I will not answer these questions, do not ask them. AtotrLycus: <> Retor EtoK: ::is Heb:: Eirl tKaen: Where am I being taken? Erv tResan: ::finds Heb:: Eirl tKaen: ::sits silently:: Ilia tReki: ::soul shifts to Ilia:: Ael tVecj: Eirl tKaen: ::calm, stares:: EtonTrSaal: ::presses a controll, gives her a searing bolt of intense pain from the force feild:: Ael tVecj: *Ilia* Please go to medical and assist the technicians. Retor EtoK: Who's there? EtonTrSaal: ::keeps it going for several seconds:: Ilia tReki: *Ael* Ie, rekkhai.. EtonTrSaal: ::stops it:: DO not ask questions. Eirl tKaen: ::jolts, winces, but recovers quickly. blanks his face:: Eirl tKaen: ::silent:: Retor EtoK: ::looks up at Lera:: Ilia tReki: ::trots up to medical:: Erv tResan: The enarrain's ordered me to bring you to Transporter Room 1. Ilia tReki: ::wonders how much use her basic medical training will be..:: EtonTrSaal: Now. Did you attempt to take the life of the writer known as "heb". Ael tVecj: ::steps into the TL and waits for Lera:: AtotrLycus: ::yawns:: Retor EtoK: I see. . . well then, shall we go? Ael tVecj: Erv tResan: ::enters the lift:: Ilia tReki: ::steps into the room::looks around and notices a small mass of nurses over a bed:: Retor EtoK: ::enters and stuff:: Ilia tReki: > Eirl tKaen: ::flatly:: No Ilia tReki: ::walks up behind one and plants her hand on her back:: Eirl tKaen: ::agry, but seething rather than directing it outwardly: Ilia tReki: Med> ::works on K'Yele::;) EtonTrSaal: :::gives her another, even more painfull shock:: Incorrect. Retor EtoK: What is your name? Erv tResan: Me? Eirl tKaen: It is not incorrect EtonTrSaal: I've told you, if you cooperate, this will be much more pleasant. AtotrLycus: Where are they? I have a job to do. Retor EtoK: ::looks around:: Well, I guess you would be the only other person in here. . . EtonTrSaal: This is an esablished fact. Eirl tKaen: I will not be told what I have done. Erv tResan: ::points to Ael:: Ael tVecj: ::looks at Heb::Ready? Eirl tKaen: EtonTrSaal: Retor EtoK: ::turns head: Ahh, you're here too. Retor EtoK: My apologizes. Yes, I am very ready. EtonTrSaal: ::calls two security officers:: Ilia tReki: Med> ::a bit incredulous he's survived all these arrests with his heart intact.. not to .. DErvKYele: ::looks around with open eyes, taking in everything but not able to do anything:: Ilia tReki: ::..mention the initial shot:: Eirl tKaen: EtonTrSaal: ::they enter teh cell, drag the assasin to a char in another room, and strap him down:: Eirl tKaen: Retor EtoK: How long is your ship going to remain at Tragic? Ael tVecj: Ael tVecj: Lera, return to medical. EtonTrSaal: Ilia tReki: Med> ::glances at him:: Feeling a bit better..? ::waves some reconstructive thingy overhim: Ael tVecj: ::steps onto the padd:: Eirl tKaen: <::shrugs:: I still don't have to like him> EtonTrSaal: DErvKYele: ::nods:: Erv tResan: Ie, rekkhai. Eirl tKaen: Erv tResan: ::does so:: Retor EtoK: Enarrain? EtonTrSaal: ::stands in front of him in the chair:: Retor EtoK: How long is your ship to remain at Tragic? EtonTrSaal: I had really hoped not to have to do this. DErvKYele: ::voice cracks:: A bit... thirsty... Eirl tKaen: ::tries to maintain as much dignity as he can:: AtotrLycus: EtonTrSaal: Eirl tKaen: ::having been told not toask questions, does not ask "what?"> Ilia tReki: Med> ::smirks slightly:: Good, good.. ::motions to one of the nurses to bring in a .. Ael tVecj: Ilia tReki: ::..futuristic IV unit;):: EtonTrSaal: Eirl tKaen: Retor EtoK: ::taps her brazenly on the shoulder:: Enarrain!? Ael tVecj: What? Retor EtoK: How long is your ship to remain at Tragic? Ael tVecj: Oh...we're leaving tomorrow. EtonTrSaal: Now. I will tel you this much. You have been apprehended by the Rihannsu government. Retor EtoK: And that is the last you will hear from me? AtotrLycus: Retor EtoK: How long am I to stay here? Erv tResan: ::enters medbay:: EtonTrSaal: It is known what you have done, but not why and for whom. EtonTrSaal: This is what I have been ordered to esablish. Erv tResan: ::looks over at the doctor:: How is he? Retor EtoK: Ilia tReki: Med> ::glances over as the door opens, then back to her reconstruction:: Eirl tKaen: I have tried to kill noone EtonTrSaal: If you co operate, you will be shown leniance. Ael tVecj: Until you're ready to go public...Until you become a man. Ilia tReki: Med> Doing better.. very, very lucky, if I've failed to mention it before.. Ael tVecj: ::looks grimly at Heb::: EtonTrSaal: Ael tVecj: ACTION::::t'Vecj and Heb beam to the surface:: Erv tResan: When will he wake up? Retor EtoK: ::reappears on surface:: You dislike me, Ilhei. Do you not? AtotrLycus: ::nods at tVecj and Heb:: Sir, madam. I see puncuality isn't a big concept with you people. Ilia tReki: Med> He already is.. at least, as awake as he's been since he's been here. Eirl tKaen: <::half smile:: my character's be being a lot more cooperative if he knew what was happening AtotrLycus: ::is Tragic:: EtonTrSaal: It has been esablished that you have. EtonTrSaal: Ael tVecj: #We were delayed by a medical emergency. Ael tVecj: #::bows in greeting:: Eirl tKaen: Erv tResan: ::frowns, walks over to him:: Ael tVecj: Retor EtoK: # ::smiles pretensiously:: Eirl tKaen: I have not AtotrLycus: # Yes, yes, all right. Which one of you is Heb? EtonTrSaal: Now, if you will admit to this, I can arrange for you to be let easy on. Eirl tKaen: I do not know how you established that, but I have not EtonTrSaal: Otherwise, I cannot ensure that teh Galae will spare your life. Retor EtoK: # I am. Ael tVecj: #::narrows eyes at the stupid question:: EtonTrSaal: Nor can I ensure that you will nto be turned over to another interrogator, a more sadistic EtonTrSaal: one. DErvKYele: ::awakes a bit more:: Eirl tKaen: I will not admit to something I have not done AtotrLycus: # Good then, lad. Come with me. You're gonna be here for a while. Ilia tReki: Med> ::waves the med device over him a bit more, repairing some of the less damaged cells:: DErvKYele: ::attempts to sit up, feels intense pain, collapses again:: Retor EtoK: # Then I suppose I have no choice, it seems. Erv tResan: ::takes K'Yele's hand, squeezes softly:: Retor EtoK: # May I ask you a question? DErvKYele: ::grimaces:: Retor EtoK: # Why this false courtesy? EtonTrSaal: ::sighs dryly:: Ael tVecj: # Jolan tru, Heb. AtotrLycus: # Well, I suppose you could choose death, but that wouldn't be proper. DErvKYele: ::holds his chest:: Ael tVecj: # You *arent* a prisoner. Ilia tReki: Med> ::shakes her head and wonders why they all do that..:: Erv tResan: ::sighs:: Retor EtoK: # By whose standards, Enarrain? DErvKYele: ::continues gritting his teeth until the pain subsides:: EtonTrSaal: Would you like something to eat or drink. You'll just have to trust me that this isn't a ... EtonTrSaal: ...trick. Ael tVecj: # Someone was trying to kill you. They wont, here. Ilia tReki: Med> You shouldn't try to move just yet.. your chest is still barely held together.. AtotrLycus: # By ours. You're free, as long as you stay on the planet. Ael tVecj: # This planet could use the guidance of a political philosopher. Erv tResan: ::lets go, finds somewhere to sit:: Ilia tReki: Med> ::gives him a little injection for the pain:: Retor EtoK: # That's like telling the caged bird that he is free AtotrLycus: # Pardon, Madam? Eirl tKaen: ::shrugs:: I have had no food, but I'm afraid it's hard to trust some unknown person Retor EtoK: # Ha! As if they would even give me an ear. Ael tVecj: #::looks evenly at Ato:: My crew put this government in power Ael tVecj: # six months ago. Eirl tKaen: Yet I jmust survive, so I'll accept your food Ael tVecj: #They'll listen. AtotrLycus: EtonTrSaal: ::walks to a replicator, makes a peice of bread and a cup of water:: Retor EtoK: # They wouldn't understand. Erv tResan: ::looks over at K'Yele, hopes he gets better:: Retor EtoK: # even if they would listen. Retor EtoK: # They wouldn't hear. EtonTrSaal: ::frees one of his arms, sets the food and water in reach:: Ael tVecj: AtotrLycus: # And you wouldn't blab on. Let's go then. Ael tVecj: #Heb, if you thought that, you wouldn't write... Eirl tKaen: ::made angry by their less-than-honest methods, more determined than ever to say nothing Eirl tKaen: useful:: EtonTrSaal: ,Sorry, I just have no idea how to be an interrogator...> Retor EtoK: # Who's to say that I shall write here while in prison? Eirl tKaen: AtotrLycus: # We have paper... Ael tVecj: #Stone walls do not a prison make...nor iron bars a cage. EtonTrSaal: Ael tVecj: #::glares at Heb:: Should I tell the Senate you're a waste of Eirl tKaen: ::maintaining dignity as well as possible:: AtotrLycus: # Right, then. You wanna take the lad back? Ael tVecj: #money? Ilia tReki: Med> ::keeps knitting together the minor cells, fixing capilaries and the like:: Retor EtoK: # They already think I am. Eirl tKaen: If you intend me to eat, you shall have to unbind me or feed me Retor EtoK: # What need to they have for me? Retor EtoK: # How do I help them? EtonTrSaal: Ael tVecj: # You, who want to be the center of the universe, cannot EtonTrSaal: You are free to eat. EtonTrSaal: Ael tVecj: # lower yourself to help non-Rihannsu? ::spits:: Eirl tKaen: ::sjmiles slightly:: Thank you AtotrLycus: # This is not the Dark Ages! The sun is shining. EtonTrSaal: I want you to understand that I have no choice in this matter. Eirl tKaen: ::reahes out and eats the food delicately:: Retor EtoK: # That was a metaphor. . . Ael tVecj: # This is a planet that needs stability, not immaturity. Retor EtoK: # Perhaps you missed the point. Retor EtoK: # You think I'm immature, Enarrain, do you not? Eirl tKaen: I'm not entiredly sure shich matter> Ael tVecj: #If you fail to live up to your own Congress, I'll shoot you Retor EtoK: # Why don't you stay here? You're the stable one. Ael tVecj: # myself. EtonTrSaal: To be honest, I have almost as much at stake here as you do. Retor EtoK: # I am not a government. I am a commentator. Retor EtoK: # And I am blunt. EtonTrSaal: Eirl tKaen: ::carefully avoiing phrasing anything as a questiong:: Ael tVecj: # So commentate. Bluntly. AtotrLycus: # Good. We could use a commentator. Ael tVecj: # Learn what leadership is. Retor EtoK: # I do not wish to be a leader. Eirl tKaen: I don't see how you have much at stake Ael tVecj: #And ie, Leadership is even commentating from prison. EtonTrSaal: Where does your loyalty lie? In who hired you, or in you safety? Retor EtoK: # Who are you to tell me what I want to do and what I must learn Retor EtoK: @ and what is not a prison? Ael tVecj: # I'm your elder, you brat. EtonTrSaal: ::sighs:: You may ask, if you wish, I just may not answer, Ael tVecj: #+Camel+ One to beam up. AtotrLycus: # Listen, I hate to inturpt this sweet goodbye... Eirl tKaen: ::exasperated (faked, of course):: No! Nobody hgired me. I did not kill anyone? Retor EtoK: # You'll hear from me, tVecj. EtonTrSaal: What I have at stake? I have been ordered to extract information/ Retor EtoK: # And I don't take insults kindly. EtonTrSaal: If I fail, I do not know what the penalty may be. EtonTrSaal: I'm not able to keep up being brutal. AtotrLycus: # Well then, off to file your papers. Don't take it badly, lad. EtonTrSaal: I'm tryin gto do what I can. Retor EtoK: # File your own papers! Ael tVecj: ACTION:::shimmers::: EtonTrSaal: It will be much easier for both of us if you drop the facade. Retor EtoK: # :leaves the building, starts walking:: Ael tVecj: >>>>>>>>>>>End Sim<<<<<<<<<<< AtotrLycus: # Aw, sod it... EtonTrSaal: DErvKYele: Pretty good sim! Three littleplots going on at the same time. :) Ael tVecj: I think I liked the Ilia Heb better. ;) Eirl tKaen: I only really followed my own, unfortunately DErvKYele: Not such a... lbunt commentator. :) EtonTrSaal: I'm sorry, I just canb't be the brutal interrigator. DErvKYele: blunt even. DErvKYele: Anyway, I have to go. AtotrLycus: Tragics need a commentator. Retor EtoK: Bluntness is my greatest quality DErvKYele: Jolan Tru, all! Ilia tReki: ::gravitates to her plant;):: Ael tVecj: Go, K'Yele? Ilia tReki: G'night. :) EtonTrSaal: JT, K'Yrlr. AtotrLycus: Jolan Tru, K'Yele! DErvKYele: ::nods:: Sorry... Ael tVecj: Oh well...we'll do it next week then DErvKYele: ::slips _it_ behind his back to Ael:: 5/23/98 11:01:30 PM Closing "Hnoiyika 5/23/98"