9/19/98 10:10:54 PM	Opening "Hnoiyika 9/19/98"


Mercura A:	Ooo.

KYele:	Literally?

Ael tVecj:	Of course.

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

Erv tResan:	Ooo... ::giggles::

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

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

Ael tVecj:	::unshimmers::

KYele:	<And you're worrying about our Galae appearance making us stick out... ;)>

Ilia tReki:	::checks her huge canteen to make sure it's still got lots of water in it::

KYele:	::unshimmers as well::

Ael tVecj:	::hands the leash to Tylus::He's your responsibility, kid.

Mercura A:	::on surface, I believe::

Erv tResan:	::smiles at Ilia::

AtotrLycus:	::fixes his shirt and vest:: This is fonna be fun!

KYele:	::clutches his flask of water and shifts around uncomfortably::

Mercura A:	::looks at Tylus::  Goood luck

AtotrLycus:	::looks at the vest:: By the Elements, take this off!

Ilia tReki:	::wishes she'd brought a hat..::

KYele:	Short khaki just isn't me...

Erv tResan:	::has a hat:: :)

CylisCohen:	Huh?

CylisCohen:	::looks at leash::

KYele:	::straightens his clothing, but still feels a bit bare::

Ael tVecj:	::points to Ato attached to the other end of the leash:: If he gets away...

Ael tVecj:	::raises a hand across her throat::

CylisCohen:	::turns a bit pail:: I.... Ie sir.

Mercura A:	::steps over to Tylus protectively::

Ael tVecj:	::looks out across the desert::

Ael tVecj:	::sweats and pulls the hood of her cloak over her head::

Ael tVecj:	Wonder if there's a tourist bureau in that town...

Erv tResan:	::looks around::

AtotrLycus:	Aw, c'mon, t'Vecj! The kid's too young for a chalenge like me.

KYele:	::glances over at Ael:: Why in the WORLD did you bring that thing?

Ilia tReki:	::rummages in her hip pouch for a moment before drawing a pair of tinted glasses out ..

Ael tVecj:	The cloak?

Ilia tReki:	::..triumphantly::slips them on::

KYele:	No, Ato.

KYele:	;)

CylisCohen:	::wondering if they brought any pet nummies for Ato::

KYele:	And the cloak, now that you me\antion it...

Erv tResan:	::looks over at Ato, wonders what he did now::

KYele:	<mention even...>

KYele:	::takes a drink from his water flask and gazes across the desert::

Erv tResan:	::walks over to him:: K'Yele? 

KYele:	::turns:: Ie, Lera?

AtotrLycus:	::rubs the electronic leash on his neck:: No little buzzer leash is gonna stop me.

Ael tVecj:	::starts trudging towards town::A flitter would be nice right about now.

Mercura A:	::glares at Ato, growls deep in her throat::

KYele:	Remember, Ihhei, we're supposed to be poor.

AtotrLycus:	::makes a break and begins to run off::

KYele:	::follows::

KYele:	::runs after Ato::

CylisCohen:	::wonders to about 9 feet away from Ato::

Ilia tReki:	::trots after them::

KYele:	::leaps and grabs his ankle::

CylisCohen:	::smiles:: ::jumps 2 feet to the left::

Ilia tReki:	::glances off at Ato and K'Yele::  .. that didn't take long..

AtotrLycus:	::hits 10 feet,  stops suddenly, falls to the ground::

Ael tVecj:	::watches Ato run::In this heat? Is he mad?

Ael tVecj:	::keeps walking::

Ilia tReki:	After that isolation booth, maybe he wants the exercise..

AtotrLycus:	::shakes as the jolt finishes going through him::

Erv tResan:	What did Ato do?

Ilia tReki:	::takes a sip from her canteen::

AtotrLycus:	::lying on the ground, gasping for breath::

Ael tVecj:	::stops and looks at Lera::He hacked into our etrethh.

KYele:	The antics he was doing with his hacking...

Mercura A:	::following::

KYele:	::stands and brushes himself off::

AtotrLycus:	::leans up, shaking off the effects of the jolt from the Collar::

KYele:	::takes another drink from his flask::

Erv tResan:	Oh?

AtotrLycus:	*W-OW*, that hurt!

KYele:	::gives Ato a few drops to keep him semi-conscious through the journey::

Erv tResan:	::takes a sip from her canteen, adjusts her hat::

AtotrLycus:	::blinks and stands up::

Mercura A:	::pats Tylus on the shoulder, smiles, catches up with Ael::

KYele:	Keep in mind, that's only to make sure we don't have yo carry you.

Ael tVecj:	::smiles at C'eryl as she runs up::

AtotrLycus:	::walks back over to t'Vecj:: Now, you didn't tell me it would shock me.

CylisCohen:	::beginning to formulat the possibilities of the situation::

Ael tVecj:	ACTION:::A flitter, a spec of dust at first, gets closer and closer::

Ael tVecj:	::shoves Ato down the dune::

Ael tVecj:	Flitter> ::lands in front of Ael'vna and C'eryl::

Ael tVecj:	Pilot> Give me all your money.

CylisCohen:	::takes a long string out of his pocket::

Ilia tReki:	::peers at the growing black dot::...now the flitter::

AtotrLycus:	::rolls down the dune, manages to stop from the friction::

KYele:	::glances in incredulosity at the pilot::

Ael tVecj:	Pilot> ::raises disruptor::Now!

CylisCohen:	::notices something going on::

AtotrLycus:	::begins to crawl back up the dune:: Ow...

Mercura A:	::smiles sweetly:: Isn't there something else we could offer?

Ilia tReki:	::blinks at the pilot from the rear of the group::

Erv tResan:	::meeps::

CylisCohen:	::slips the handle into a pocket::

AtotrLycus:	<Are they outside of the Flitter?>

Mercura A:	::turns on the Orion charm::

Ael tVecj:	::looks lustfully at the flitter::<m> Bet that thing's fun...

KYele:	::sees the disruptor::

Ael tVecj:	<Think SW zoombuggy things from Ewok>

KYele:	<From Endor, you mean.>

Ael tVecj:	<Err, yeah>

AtotrLycus:	<Nub-nub!>

KYele:	<And they're called speeder bikes. ;)>

Ilia tReki:	::glances at the flitter..::bets that thing goes.. fast..::

Ael tVecj:	::fumbles under her cloak, as if for her belt::We'll show you some money, baby...

AtotrLycus:	::groans quietly, stays behind the flitter::

Ael tVecj:	Pilot> ::cringes at Ael'vna and stares at the Orion::I'll take her.

Ilia tReki:	::smiles to herself::

KYele:	::glances toward Ael::

AtotrLycus:	::pulls out his grappling hook, quietly::

Ael tVecj:	::shoots the pilot from under her cloak::

CylisCohen:	::jumps::

Mercura A:	::smiles again:: There's a good boy...::strokes his cheek as he drops::

AtotrLycus:	::puts his grappling hook away, stands::

Erv tResan:	::meeps::

KYele:	::chuckles at Tylus:: What, you didn't see that coming?

Ael tVecj:	::gives C'eryl a quick smile and hops on the flitter::Cmon.

AtotrLycus:	::yells:: You did not have to kill him.

Ael tVecj:	::yells:: Just go through his pockets like a good thief.

Ilia tReki:	::wonders if there's room in there for all of them::climbs in/on::

Mercura A:	::hops in::

KYele:	::glances at Ael and C'eryl:: So you two get it?

Erv tResan:	::climbs in::

KYele:	Or...

KYele:	Nevermind...

AtotrLycus:	::searches the Pilot, grumbling::

Ael tVecj:	::shoves Ilia and Lera off:: You can walk.

Ilia tReki:	::pushed off::

KYele:	::figured::

Ilia tReki:	::blinks up at Ael::

Erv tResan:	::pushed, frowns::

AtotrLycus:	::hops into the flitter::

Ael tVecj:	::pulls C'eryl's hands around her waist and revs the engine::Its Shoreleave!

Ael tVecj:	I for one, am going to enjoy it.

KYele:	::chuckles:: Hann'yyo, Enarrain, for this chance to get so much needed exercise.

Ael tVecj:	::zooms away across the desert::

Ilia tReki:	::grunts::  Once.. I want a shoreleave that isn't a survival test..

Erv tResan:	::sticks her tongue out at Ael::

Mercura A:	::smiles::

AtotrLycus:	::glad he wasn't shoved out of the flitter::

KYele:	::sees that he is now the highest-ranking person in the group::

Ilia tReki:	::pushes herself up and dusts the sand off her shorts::

Erv tResan:	K'Yele?

KYele:	::gestures:: Come on. The sooner we start, the sooner we finish.

KYele:	::starts walking:: Ie, Lera?

Mercura A:	<account reactivated, Ael :-)>

Erv tResan:	Where are we going?

Ael tVecj:	::yells back to C'eryl::Is there a disruptor rifle on this thing?

AtotrLycus:	<Did Ato manage to hop in?>

CylisCohen:	I've always wanted to go to the beach. But I expected to

CylisCohen:	be a little closer to the water.

Mercura A:	::looks:: I think there's one right here..::reaches::

Ilia tReki:	_Is_ there a beach on this world..?  ::looks around the wavering desert::

Ael tVecj:	<No, Ato fell in the sand>

Mercura A:	::looks:: Ie.  

Ael tVecj:	::smiles evilly to herself::Lets get in a little target practice.

AtotrLycus:	::watches the flitter fly away:: I coulda cought it...

Mercura A:	::grabs the rifle::

KYele:	::coughs and waits for one or two people to follow him::

Erv tResan:	::following K'Yele::

Ilia tReki:	::peers up and down the dusty path::

CylisCohen:	::pulls leash handles and string back out of pockets::

Erv tResan:	Is there some way out of this desert?

CylisCohen:	::following along::

KYele:	::nods::

Ilia tReki:	::blinks::jogs to catch up with the group::

AtotrLycus:	<Not that kinda leash. Electronic>

KYele:	::points toward the horizon:: A town.

AtotrLycus:	::follows the group::

KYele:	<No, it's that kind of leash, Ato. Ael handed him the cord earlier.>

Mercura A:	I have the rifle.

Erv tResan:	Where?

Ael tVecj:	Should we shoot at them?

CylisCohen:	<Hey, they handed me something. So i take it ya haven't stay within 10 feet of me>

Erv tResan:	::looks over at Ilia:: You okay?

Mercura A:	What were you thinking of firing at?

AtotrLycus:	Maybe there's a bar... with barmaids...

Ilia tReki:	::nods to Lera::  Fine..

Ilia tReki:	.. maybe a little disgruntled.. but fine. ::smiles::

Ael tVecj:	::scans the horizen::

CylisCohen:	::ties string to handles::

AtotrLycus:	<Basically, Ato has to be within 10 feet of Tylus.>

CylisCohen:	::standing 9 Feet 11 inches from Ato::

AtotrLycus:	<Kinda like a little box. The shock collars like dogs have>

Erv tResan:	::smiles at her, sighs::

AtotrLycus:	::runs closer to Tylus:: You stay close to me, got it?

Erv tResan:	Whose idea was this, anyway?

Ael tVecj:	::spots something in the horizen::

CylisCohen:	<Hmmm, is there an option where he can't come within 3 feet of me either????>

KYele:	::sighs and takes another swig from his water flask::

Ilia tReki:	I wonder if next time the Enarrain will let us pick our shore leave planet..

KYele:	We were ordered here, Lera.

Ael tVecj:	::drives with one hand and lifts binoculars to her eyes with the others::

CylisCohen:	Sure ::smiles::

AtotrLycus:	<Nope. sorry. Blame Ael! :-)>

Ael tVecj:	<Can't. I'm the Enarrain. :)>

AtotrLycus:	::frowns at K'Yele:: Don't you know anything about Desert Survival?

AtotrLycus:	<The Enarrain get's all responsibility for everything.>

KYele:	::nods:: Conserve your water supply.

Mercura A:	::hangs on::

Erv tResan:	By who?

AtotrLycus:	Yeah. Don't take a swig every couple of minutes.

Ael tVecj:	Looks like some thugs beating up on a merchant...

KYele:	But when there's a town about a forty minute walk away... ::points to the small but growing

KYele:	item on the horizon::

Ael tVecj:	::guns the flitter in that direction::

Ilia tReki:	::trudges, trying to keep the hot sand out of her shoes::

Mercura A:	We cannot allow that, can we? ::lifts the rifle to Ael's reach::

Ael tVecj:	You shoot, I drive.

Erv tResan:	::sighs::

Mercura A:	Ie. ::lifts and aims::

Mercura A:	Target sighted.

KYele:	::turns to Lera:: What's wrong?

Mercura A:	Ready on your command.

Erv tResan:	::sighs:: It's really hot...

Ilia tReki:	::looks around for any interesting plants::

Ael tVecj:	::howls as the thugs see the flitter:::Fire away!

Mercura A:	::fires::

KYele:	::nods:: Can't do much about that... ::offers her his water flask::

Erv tResan:	::takes a sip::

Mercura A:	::fires repeatedly::

Ael tVecj:	::watches the men drop like flies::Guess you don't need the pratice.

KYele:	::smiles:: You should have brought one of your own.

AtotrLycus:	C'mon, Tylus. We're gonna jog there.

Ilia tReki:	::looks at the barren landscape::.. (m) This is depressing..

KYele:	::take's Ato's shoulder roughly::

KYele:	No, you are not.

Erv tResan:	I did.

Mercura A:	::smiles:: Na.

CylisCohen:	::throws his jacket over his head before the tips of his ears get sunburned::

AtotrLycus:	::glares at K'Yele:: And why not?

Ael tVecj:	::lands the flitter in front of the merchant:: You alright?

Ael tVecj:	Merchant> Thank you! Anything I have is yours if you want it.

KYele:	Well, for one, I said so, and I outrank you.

KYele:	Also, I want you and Tylus within my sight.

Mercura A:	::reholsters rifle on the flitter::

Ilia tReki:	::rubs the sweat from the back of her neck::

AtotrLycus:	Yeah, yeah.

KYele:	And lastly, you might be in good enough physical shape to withstand that jog...

KYele:	but I don't think Tylus does.

Ael tVecj:	Merchant> For you...an Orion diamond...:::offers a stone to C'eryl::

KYele:	<is, rather.>

Ael tVecj:	Merchant> It will keep you free.

CylisCohen:	Uh, thank you Sir.

KYele:	<Man, too tired today...>

CylisCohen:	::he thinks::

AtotrLycus:	::pulls a robe out from under his vest and shirt, pulls it over him::

Mercura A:	::smiles, nods:: Hann'yyo

KYele:	::smiles to Tylus and nods::

Erv tResan:	::takes a sip from her canteen::

AtotrLycus:	::pulls the hood from the thin robe over his head::

Erv tResan:	::removes her shirt, ties it around her waist::

Mercura A:	::clasps the deeply glimmering jewel closely::

Ael tVecj:	::bows to the merchant::

CylisCohen:	::trudging along::

Ilia tReki:	::glances at Lera::  It's not _that_ hot, is it..?

AtotrLycus:	::glances at Lera with a raised eyebrow::

Mercura A:	<understood, K'Yele>

KYele:	::doesn't look, but hopes Lera is wearing something under that shirt::

AtotrLycus:	::small grin::

Erv tResan:	Yes, it is, Ilia.

KYele:	::shakes his head and chuckles at Tylus::

KYele:	<<EEP! ATO!>

KYele:	<AUGH!>

Erv tResan:	<And no, she's not, K'Yele. :)>

Ilia tReki:	.. ah.. ::smiles slightly::

AtotrLycus:	<What? What did I do?>

Mercura A:	<Ack!  Nudity on a PG rated sim!>

KYele:	<No, I was yelling about saying Tylus when I meant Ato.>

Ilia tReki:	::turns back to scanning the horizon for any sort of vegetation::

AtotrLycus:	::watching Lera, mumbles quietly:: That'll hold me off 'til the barmaids...

Ael tVecj:	::guns the flitter back towards town::

Ael tVecj:	::does some nifty stunts::

Erv tResan:	::hears Ato, giggles::

Mercura A:	::hangs on for her life::

Ilia tReki:	::raises her eyebrows at Ato::

Erv tResan:	<Since when is the Hnoiyika PG? :)>

CylisCohen:	::frowns at Ato:: Hey...::tosses handles about 11 feet away:: Stop goching

Erv tResan:	<PG-13, maybe. :)>

Ilia tReki:	Um.. so, K'Yele.. about how far to this town..?

Mercura A:	<well, OK, maybe not PG...NC17?>

AtotrLycus:	Gah! ::runs over to the handle::

CylisCohen:	goching=gocking

Ael tVecj:	<PG?>

KYele:	<gawking. ;)>

AtotrLycus:	::grabs the handle:: Hey... Now I can run off!

CylisCohen:	::pulls it quickly back with the string::

Ael tVecj:	<Lets keep it down to PG13, boys and girls. ;)>

Erv tResan:	::adjusts her hat, follows K'Yele::

KYele:	::turns to Ilia:: Shouldn't be far.

Erv tResan:	<We will. :)>

Ilia tReki:	::watches Ato:: .. (m)  .. a long, long way..

Ilia tReki:	Uh-huh.. ::trudges::

Ael tVecj:	:::zooms upside down for awhile::

CylisCohen:	::fishes the handle back:: A leash for the leash ....::smileS::

KYele:	::makes sure Ato sees that there is a disruptor pointed clearly at him::

AtotrLycus:	::pulls Tylus back a bit, whispers in his ear:: In case you didn't notice, there's a

Mercura A:	::feels the wind in her hair, laughs, etc, etc...::

Erv tResan:	::sighs, looks at the town in the distance::

AtotrLycus:	half-naked woman in back of us. Ya don't see that every day. I do, but not you...

Ael tVecj:	:::gives an ancient Vulcan battle-cry::

Erv tResan:	::hears Ato again, giggles::

CylisCohen:	::frowns....tosses the handles 11 feet back over his other shoelds::: Fetch boyu

Mercura A:	<Wouldn't sound like Xena's battle cry, would it?>

AtotrLycus:	::grabs the handle again::

Ilia tReki:	::mind wanders through cool, relaxing forest scenes::sighs::

KYele:	::chuckles at Ato::

CylisCohen:	::yanks it back::

AtotrLycus:	::about to strangle Tylus::

Ael tVecj:	<Of course not. ;)>

Ael tVecj:	::lands the flitter directly outside of the city gates::

Ael tVecj:	::smiles at the guards::

Erv tResan:	::stretches::

AtotrLycus:	Tylus, you stop doing that, and I'll buy you as many drinks as you want.

KYele:	::avoids looking towards Lera to avoid... the past::

Mercura A:	::smiling, shakes dust out of her hair::

Erv tResan:	::adjusts her hat::

AtotrLycus:	::watching Lera::

CylisCohen:	::mental note: Find a deep deep well to throw this thing down::

CylisCohen:	Deal!

AtotrLycus:	I knew you were the ale-type!

CylisCohen:	Let's go!

AtotrLycus:	How old are you, kid?

Ael tVecj:	::squints at her crew, still specs in the distance:::Wonder if they're having as much fun as

Ael tVecj:	we are.

Ilia tReki:	::looks like she's light years away, eyes on the horizon, walking a little lighter::

Mercura A:	Na.

Ilia tReki:	<::mutinous snarl::;)>

CylisCohen:	Ummm.... 17...ish.

AtotrLycus:	::arrogant smile:: Kid, you've never been on a full-blown shoreleave, have ya?

Ael tVecj:	I guess I can't force them to have a good time...they just dont know how to lighten up

Mercura A:	::remembers Ato's with the group, hides Orion diamond::

Ael tVecj:	<ish..how cute. :)>

Mercura A:	::readjusts shoreleave clothing with a sly sile at the guards::

Mercura A:	<sly smile, that is::

CylisCohen:	Well, I was on one before. Though I have no idea how or

CylisCohen:	what happened. Just woke up wearing a crewmans

CylisCohen:	uniform in a dumster once.

AtotrLycus:	::nudges him:: Well, I'm sure when we find a bar, I can find a pretty lady for you, 'eh?

Erv tResan:	Having fun, Ilia? ::smile::

AtotrLycus:	Just go easy on the leash, and I promise ya a good time.

CylisCohen:	::mockish laugh::

Mercura A:	They will.

Ilia tReki:	Hm..?  ::pulls herself out of the daydream::  .. oh.. yeah.. mountains of it.. ::smiles::

Erv tResan:	::giggles, rolls her eyes::

CylisCohen:	Like I said, its a deal.

Ael tVecj:	Guards> ::wave the two ladies in::

AtotrLycus:	::rubs his hands together:: Good, then.

Mercura A:	::follows Ael in::

CylisCohen:	::looking around:: Though a bit of a hollow one since we're

CylisCohen:	still nowhere near....Anything

KYele:	::slows slightly to bring himself alongside Lera:: Uhm... in this town, at least, most of

KYele:	the women wear shirts... just to let you know.

Erv tResan:	::giggles::

Erv tResan:	Most? ::smile::

Ilia tReki:	::takes another sip of her water::pours a bit into her hand and drips it over her hair::

AtotrLycus:	Are we near the town yet?

Ilia tReki:	::daydreams about a bit of rain and smiles a little happier::

Ael tVecj:	::looks around::

KYele:	::chuckles and sighs:: We're close, Ato.

KYele:	A few siurena.

AtotrLycus:	::smiles:: You want me to help you, Ilia?

Ilia tReki:	::shakes her canteen::  Sorry.. didn't bring enough water.. ::smiles::

Mercura A:	::looking, seeing the buildings and people::

AtotrLycus:	::smiles back:: that's no problem.

CylisCohen:	What are the odds the second we get there, the Enarrain ends shoreleave?

Ael tVecj:	Nice place. ;:murmurs sarcastically::

Mercura A:	::grins at ael:: Where do you want to go First?

Erv tResan:	::smiles at Tylus::

KYele:	::turns:: Tylus, you're beginning to get the idea.

AtotrLycus:	Then, kid, you and me go AWOL.

Mercura A:	::shrugs::

CylisCohen:	::gets that 'ya gotta be kiddin' look on his face::

Ilia tReki:	::wonders if they could delay it by "accidently" going to the wrong town..::

KYele:	::smiles as he rounds the next dune and sees the town gates::

Ilia tReki:	::..if the wrong town wasn't on the other side of the planet..::

AtotrLycus:	::whispers to Tylus:: When we get in there, I know where the bars are.

Ael tVecj:	<2 minute warning>

KYele:	::gestures slightly to Lera::

Erv tResan:	::sees the town, smiles::

Mercura A:	::looks at Ael:: How about the tavern?

Erv tResan:	::smiles at K'Yele::

AtotrLycus:	::W:: We'll make a break for it.

Ael tVecj:	Tavern sounds nice...::smiles easily::

CylisCohen:	<w> You been here befor then?

Erv tResan:	Yeeeeeeeeeeeees? ::Lera's Innocent Look::ª

AtotrLycus:	::quietly pulls something out of his pocket::

Mercura A:	::leads the way to a tavern::

KYele:	::clears his throat and points to the two guards who bar passage into town to those they

KYele:	deem unfit::

Erv tResan:	::giggles::

Erv tResan:	::unties her shirt from her waist, puts it back on::

Ael tVecj:	::follows:: All of a sudden, I'm very very hungry. I wonder if they have replicators.

CylisCohen:	Hmmm::looking at guards::

Erv tResan:	::adjusts her hat::

AtotrLycus:	::pulls the robe off, puts it away::

AtotrLycus:	I'll get us in.

KYele:	::turns to Tylus:: You're a rich kid, for today. He's your slave.

Erv tResan:	I suppose it'll be a bit cooler in town...

AtotrLycus:	::fiddling with his collar::

Ilia tReki:	::pulls her glasses off and hangs them on the neck of her shirt::

KYele:	::turns to Ato:: You'll do no such thing.

Mercura A:	::shrugs:: WE'll find out::

Erv tResan:	::smiles at Ilia::

KYele:	::approaches the guards and requests entry into the town::

Mercura A:	::steps inside the tavern, looks around::

CylisCohen:	::takes a few steps back::

Erv tResan:	::follows K'Yele::

Ael tVecj:	::looks for a maitre'd::

Ilia tReki:	::takes another drink of water, waiting::

KYele:	Guards> ::consider a few seconds, and wave the group in::

AtotrLycus:	::fiddiling with the lock on his collar::

KYele:	::bows and slips in through the gates, heads toward the tavern::

Ael tVecj:	<I want my own slave. :)>

CylisCohen:	::follows everyone in::

Ilia tReki:	::trots thankfully into the town::

AtotrLycus:	::following::

Erv tResan:	::smiles at K'Yele, huggles him::

Mercura A:	::sees Ael pause:: what are you waiting for? <W>

CylisCohen:	::Ato:: Well...lets get goin

Ael tVecj:	::glances at C'eryl::I've never been to a place like this before.

KYele:	::As soon as Ato gets through the gates, pins him to the wall::

KYele:	You leave the collar alone.

Ael tVecj:	::looks stiff::

KYele:	Trust me, Ato.

AtotrLycus:	Okay! No problem!

KYele:	You'd rather have the collar.

Mercura A:	::goes to a table sits::

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

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

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

KYele:	::returns to the head of the group::

CylisCohen:	...and stop messin with the lock on that or I find a lavatory

CylisCohen:	and I Flush this thing.::holds up handle::

KYele:	Great sim!

Erv tResan:	Can we continue next week? ::bounce::

AtotrLycus:	Well, that was a bit on the long side.

Mercura A:	Pleeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeease?

Ael tVecj:	Tylus, you're cruel. ;)

Ael tVecj:	Yes, we'll continue from the tavern next week.

Erv tResan:	Yaaaaaaaaaaaaaay!

Ilia tReki:	(w)  You'll go far on this ship. :)

Mercura A:	::bounces::

Erv tResan:	Do we get to go back to the desert? ::Lera's Innocent Look::ª

CylisCohen:	Yeah, I could of tied it to a cat and watches Ato chase it across the streets

AtotrLycus:	He does that, I'll have every woman in the quadrant scorning him for eternity.

Mercura A:	Not this one >;-)

CylisCohen:	:-)

AtotrLycus:	BRB

Ael tVecj:	Anyone have any announcements?

Mercura A:	None 'cept I started teaching, for those who are interested :-)

Ael tVecj:	Congratulations. :)

Erv tResan:	Fun sim. :)

CylisCohen:	Didn't happen to find yourself almost Typing in Spanish now, did ya?

Mercura A:	No.  Just speaking, not typing, thankfully :-)

AtotrLycus:	BAK

Ael tVecj:	Dismissed, all.

Mercura A:	Sim was fun, ael :-)

KYele:	K, bye. ;)

Ilia tReki:	::trots off::  G'night guys..:)

Ael tVecj:	:)

CylisCohen:	Can I get ya'll guys opinion on a sim idea I'm working on. Well, one of my ideas.

KYele:	Great sim, all!

Mercura A:	As always :-)

9/20/98 12:57:49 AM	Closing "Hnoiyika 9/19/98"