3/13/99 10:03:41 PM	Opening "Hnoiyika 3/13/99"

Ilia tReki:	Jolan tru, all! ;)  ::hugs C'eryl::  Heya. ;)
E trSaal:	]Wha?
AtotrLycus:	JT. BRB.
Rawl Kvrsh:	<<ping.exe in c:\windows>>
AtotrLycus:	BAK
Ael tVecj:	WB
E trSaal:	Hmm, it's on this computer, but on my ocmputer at home, a search for ping.* and telnet.* tur
E trSaal:	turned up nothing
Eirl tKaen:	JT, everyone I missed
AtotrLycus:	::listening to G 'n' R's "Welcome To The Jungle"::
Eirl tKaen:	someobne IM me if there's something importantto see, or sim starts
Rawl Kvrsh:	<<Metallica Master or Puppets>>
KYele:	Well, Eton, go to keyword Telnet sometime. Download Commnet (I think that's what it's
CeryltSom:	::listening to her sister and friends singing::
Ael tVecj:	::gives Eirl a confused look::
KYele:	called). Better than Windoze telnet.
Rawl Kvrsh:	*destiny*
E trSaal:	Keyword telnet on AOL?
Ilia tReki:	::yawns and leans on a plant pot::rests her eyes::
Ael tVecj:	Telnet in Win3.1 is called Terminal.
CeryltSom:	::hangs "Do Not Disturb" sign on Ilia::
Rawl Kvrsh:	Only thing I ever used telnet for was to telnet to BBS or gopher
Ilia tReki:	::shifts a little, but continues snoring softly::
AtotrLycus:	::pokes Ilia, trying to wake her up::
Rawl Kvrsh:	*mortal*
E trSaal:	Um...telnet and terminal are differant things.
Ilia tReki:	::grumbles quietly
Rawl Kvrsh:	*diemortal*
Ilia tReki:	, brow furrowing::
KYele:	I telnet to MUDs mostly. But I usually use a seperate program, rather than Telnet.
E trSaal:	Terminal is just a bbs phone dialer/interface, tlnet requres a preexisting net connection
Rawl Kvrsh:	yup
Ael tVecj:	Ah.
KYele:	You can also hook up to Telnet servers with it. I've seen it done.
E trSaal:	::misses hsi old Dos based Telix::
Ael tVecj:	::shrug:: I haven't had to worry about any of that in a long time.
Rawl Kvrsh:	I can tell you've been around the way Saal
E trSaal:	Ah, ok, I stabd connected.
Rawl Kvrsh:	Yes, I used to telnet to IRC servers
Ael tVecj:	::claps hands together::Vaed'rae!
KYele:	::hrrau vaed'rae::
CeryltSom:	::hrrau vaed'rae::
E trSaal:	::hrrau...::
Ilia tReki:	::grumbles softly again::
TomekJarok:	::HV::
AtotrLycus:	::blah::
CeryltSom:	::elbows Ilia::
Rawl Kvrsh:	long before the days of mIRC or Pirch
Eirl tKaen:	::hrrau vaed'rae::
Ael tVecj:	Now, I am ashamed of everyone who was at last sim who did not write a log, after
Ael tVecj:	K'Yele specifically ordered them.
Ilia tReki:	::blinks::  Ack!  ::jumps to vaed'rae::
Rawl Kvrsh:	<<::isn't a crew member::>>
E trSaal:	I'm visiting family I never see1 I forgot...
Ael tVecj:	From this point on, logs are mandatory. Even I will write them. ::shudder::
Ael tVecj:	I think our storylines have become intricate and personal enough to s
Ael tVecj:	upport them.
Ilia tReki:	::didn't realize::hangs her head::
Ael tVecj:	<support>
E trSaal:	Um...what if one rarely has even a scrap of anything to write about?
Rawl Kvrsh:	Well....atleast I did do my Raven log already, the sim was last night
Rawl Kvrsh:	BS
Ael tVecj:	You have a character with a mind... surely something goes on.
E trSaal:	and if I did write logs, they'd mopstly be a boring soap opera.
Ael tVecj:	<We're at attention>
Rawl Kvrsh:	<<I missed 90% of the Raven sim last night and still turned in a log>>
Eirl tKaen:	<so be soap-opraish>
E trSaal:	Yeah, but it cant have much to do with the sim at times when I don't interact with anyone
E trSaal:	for a few sims
Rawl Kvrsh:	<<Then use your duty log to say what you did & your personal for char developement>>
Ael tVecj:	Its more important to write about your character than the sim that just happened.
Ael tVecj:	We have a log of that.
E trSaal:	::shuts up, goes back to attention::
Ael tVecj:	Also, I take complete responsibility for Ilia's absence last week.
Ael tVecj:	She had no choice in the matter.
E trSaal:	<But doesn't it at lest have to _relate_ to the sim?>
Ilia tReki:	::glances around shiftily::
Rawl Kvrsh:	<<I use my personal logs on the raven as a Klingon gripe deal for being stuck on a Rihan
Eirl tKaen:	<nah, mine doen't always>
Rawl Kvrsh:	ship>>
CylisCohen:	::went 2 years on one sim...not a single log had anything
CylisCohen:	to do with the missions at hand::
Ael tVecj:	This wasn't a topic for *discussion*. ::growls::
Ael tVecj:	It was an announcement.
Rawl Kvrsh:	<<::shuts up and watches::>>
Ael tVecj:	Tonight, we're all aboard the Hnoiyika...unpacking our loot...
Ael tVecj:	>>>>>>>>>Begin Sim<<<<<<<<
Ael tVecj:	>>>>>>>>>Begin Sim<<<<<<<<
Ael tVecj:	>>>>>>>>>Begin Sim<<<<<<<<
E trSaal:	<Loot?>
CeryltSom:	<loot?>
AtotrLycus:	<Loot!>
CeryltSom:	::unpacks stuff from bridal showers..::
Ael tVecj:	<Plants, ashtrays, terry bathrobes, whatever..>
CeryltSom:	<oops...that's ooc...>
AtotrLycus:	::sitting at Bridge::
E trSaal:	<When did we get this?>
CeryltSom:	::puts up nice new fed bathrobe::
KYele:	<Off the Huntress.>
AtotrLycus:	Sarsus> ::somewhere, feeling depressed::
KYele:	<Before it blew up.>
Ilia tReki:	::plays in the abandoned quarters::
AtotrLycus:	<Before Sarsus blew it up!>
Ilia tReki:	<afk for about.. two minutes.. my monitor is making an obnoxious whistling noise..
E trSaal:	<What did we take? I missed this>
Eirl tKaen:	<::pouts, seeing no Lera::>
CeryltSom:	::heads for her station::
Ael tVecj:	::hands Ato an English to Rihannsu dictionary:: H w a v e y i i r.
AtotrLycus:	<Lera isn't gonna be here for a while>
Eirl tKaen:	<why not?>
Ael tVecj:	<Lets cut the OOC>
TomekJarok:	::Sits in quarters still decoading messages and other files::
CeryltSom:	::arrives on hwaveiir::
AtotrLycus:	<OOC: ::getting a D in French. To hell with foreign languages!::>
Ael tVecj:	::shifts in her chair::This thing pinches my thighs.
Ael tVecj:	Its too small.
CeryltSom:	::hwaveyiir, even::
CylisCohen:	::finishing stowing stuff::
CeryltSom:	::takes her post::
Eirl tKaen:	::goes to her station on the hwaveyiir::
AtotrLycus:	::at hearing "pinches my thighs" immediately has a dirty thought::
KYele:	::sitting in his own smaller chair::
Ael tVecj:	Ah, C'eryl. ::smiles:: Prepare the ship for warp.
AtotrLycus:	::smiles to himself, hoping C'eryl won't hit him again::
CeryltSom:	Ie, rekkhai
E trSaal:	::sees that Medlab is back the was it should be, wanders to engeneering::
Ael tVecj:	::looks over at K'Yele's chair::Its like, a stool, isnt it? 
KYele:	::shudders at the involuntary emotional backwash from Ato::
Ael tVecj:	After the Huntress. ::sighs::
CeryltSom:	::preps::
CeryltSom:	REady for warp.
Ael tVecj:	+Ilia+ How's our AQS doing? Rejuvinated from the strain cloaking put on it?
Ilia tReki:	<back>
AtotrLycus:	::smiles at Eirl::
TomekJarok:	::sighs and saves the rest for later::
KYele:	Hey, just be thankful this isn't the original Hnoiyika. Then you'd have Uhlan blood on your
CylisCohen:	::puts up extra security measures around the new duct tape treasure trove::
E trSaal:	::wanders on into eng, sees Ilia, waves::
KYele:	back _and_ the chair would pinch your thighs.
Ael tVecj:	::cringes:: Don't bring that up!
CeryltSom:	::stifles chuckle::
Ilia tReki:	+Ael+  Er.... ie, rekkhai.. we shouldn't test it too much for a while, but..
Ilia tReki:	::in the quarters being turned into the arboretum..;)::
Eirl tKaen:	::looks back at Ato, no smile, but doing  a remarkably good job at not glaring::
Ael tVecj:	I'm just glad there hasn't been a murder yet, even with the new creepy security officers...
AtotrLycus:	::makes a note to study the treasure trove::
KYele:	::nods::
E trSaal:	<scratch that klast then>
AtotrLycus:	::winces inwardly::
Ael tVecj:	Set course for the Va system. Warp 3.
E trSaal:	::sees there's no one in eng, wonders what he should do::
Ael tVecj:	Engage when ready.
AtotrLycus:	::sends message through comp IM:: "Can we talk?"
KYele:	Uhm.. C'eryl.. could you look behind us and tell us if the new additions to our crew are
CeryltSom:	<the Virginia system?>
CylisCohen:	::is in eng::
KYele:	standing there? I have this feeling.
KYele:	But I don't want to turn around. It hurts in this chair.
Eirl tKaen:	<message to Eirl?>
Ael tVecj:	<Was that telepathy, K'Yele?>
CeryltSom:	Course laid.  Engaging.
KYele:	<Nope.>
AtotrLycus:	<Yup>
TomekJarok:	::Stands and walks out of quarters::
CeryltSom:	::turns:: Ie, K'Yele
E trSaal:	::looks over Cylis's shoulder::
CeryltSom:	::smiles at K'Yele, turns back to her console::
Eirl tKaen:	::sends back "ie? here? or where?"::
CylisCohen:	::checks engine status as ship goes to warp::
Ilia tReki:	::gazes about the room::
KYele:	::look at the back of C'eryl's head::
CeryltSom:	::wonders why K'Yele couldn't look on his own, shrugs inwardly::
Ilia tReki:	::waves a multicorder at the walls, checking the wiring::
KYele:	::mouths "Liar." and leans back in his chair::
E trSaal:	::puts his hands in his pockets, taks a TL to the bridge::
AtotrLycus:	Sarsus> ::sitting in his quarters::
CeryltSom:	::grins::
Ael tVecj:	+Eton+ Report to the hwaveyiir.
CylisCohen:	::leaning back in chair::
E trSaal:	+Ael+ Allready on my way.
Ael tVecj:	+Eton+ Excellent.
E trSaal:	::exits the TL, stands beside t'Vecj, salutes::
Ilia tReki:	Hmm... this might be very good... ::walks closer to one wall and scans it in more detail::
E trSaal:	Orders, rekkhai?
Ael tVecj:	::glances at K'Yele:: Oh, tr'Saal. Take tactical.
Eirl tKaen:	::waits for Ato's response::
TomekJarok:	::Walks to a Tl::oira
E trSaal:	Um...rekkhai?
Ael tVecj:	ACTION:::a spacial anomaly begins to affect on the AQS::
AtotrLycus:	::sends back to Eirl "Now, somewhere outside of the bridge."::
Ael tVecj:	Tactical? ::points at the console::
AtotrLycus:	::looking at black market stuff on his screen::
CylisCohen:	::sees warning light:: Hmmm
KYele:	((Psst.. Tomek.. The Oira's the battle bridge on small cruisers. Go to the hwaveyiir.))
E trSaal:	::shrugs:: Ie.
CeryltSom:	::reads console output, brow furrows::
E trSaal:	::sits down at Tac, looks at the console::
CeryltSom:	::rechecks course, etc::
CylisCohen:	::adjusts settings::
TomekJarok:	::steps onto the oira::
E trSaal:	::tries to remember how the bloody thing works::
Ael tVecj:	::turns to Tomek::Ie?
Eirl tKaen:	::nods, sends "med bay. it's empty"::
CeryltSom:	::brow furrows deeply:: 
E trSaal:	::calls up the online help::
AtotrLycus:	::sends "Good."::
TomekJarok:	Just observing your crew Enarrain
Eirl tKaen:	::goes to TL::
Eirl tKaen:	med bay
CylisCohen:	+Bridge+ Getting an odd reading from the AQS...have we
CylisCohen:	passed a blackhole or something?
AtotrLycus:	::goes to TL::
Ael tVecj:	::lifts eyebrow::You mean "our crew."
Ael tVecj:	::turns back to the mainscreen::
CylisCohen:	::double checks core's shielding::
Eirl tKaen:	::enters med lab::
Eirl tKaen:	::waits::
Ael tVecj:	<::tosses a "hwaveyiir" refrigerator magnet at Tylus::>
Ael tVecj:	+Eng+ Checking.
AtotrLycus:	::enters medlab a couple minutes later::
Ilia tReki:	::taps several numbers into the multicorder, calculating the maximum number of plants she..
TomekJarok:	::grins:: of course
Ael tVecj:	Sarsus? What do scans show?
KYele:	::turns to C'eryl:: Have we passed any gravitational distortions?
Ilia tReki:	::.. could effectively squeeze in::oblivious, sealed away in the quarters::
CeryltSom:	Non that I detect...rechecking...
E trSaal:	::frowns, finding the help to be no help::
AtotrLycus:	::sighs:: I talked to Lera...
Eirl tKaen:	Jolan tru
CylisCohen:	::setting up supspace supression shielding around core::
Eirl tKaen:	ie?
TomekJarok:	::stands off to the side so as not to be in the way::
Eirl tKaen:	::waits, wondering::
AtotrLycus:	I... understand you're angry.
E trSaal:	<Who's our normal tac officer?
E trSaal:	>
CeryltSom:	::shakes head:: There is no outside source that I detect.
Ael tVecj:	ACTION::with shielding, ship smooths out::
KYele:	<Malor.>
Ael tVecj:	<Malor>
KYele:	<GMTA, Ael.>
Eirl tKaen:	Do you understand why?
CylisCohen:	Hmm, well... that worked...I think.
Ael tVecj:	<Glad some of us know our own roster. ;)>
Ael tVecj:	Begin long-range scans.
E trSaal:	::turns to t'Vecj:: Um...rekkhai?
AtotrLycus:	::chuckles:: Oh, yeah.
TomekJarok:	::watches the crew like a hawk looking for something that's not there::
Ael tVecj:	ACTION::::pull, as if beaconed to the Hnoiyika, begins to disrupt warp bubble::
Ael tVecj:	Ie, Eton?
E trSaal:	Does this console have a manual?
KYele:	::blinks:: Is it me, or is the ship shuddering?
Eirl tKaen:	::glares, angry that he's laughing at it::
CeryltSom:	::sees fluctuations in warp speed::
CylisCohen:	+command type area+ I think I've stabilized the....ummm, hold that thought.
Ilia tReki:	::glances around as the ship shakes slightly::
CeryltSom:	::grumbles:: +Cylis+ Are you seeing anything else weird down there?
TomekJarok:	::folds arms observing the situation::
Ael tVecj:	Manual?  Eton the buttons are in Rihannsu. Just read them. Torpedos, disruptors, shields.
Ilia tReki:	+Tylus+  Er.. is everything alright..?
AtotrLycus:	Well... I'm sorry for what I did. I didn't mean to cause you and Lera trouble.
E trSaal:	::startled, looks to see if his diaplay has anything to say about the ship shaking::
CeryltSom:	Warp speed fluctating..attempting corrections
Eirl tKaen:	She has every right... ::sighs::
CylisCohen:	+Ceryl+ Somethings disrupting the core's subspace frequencies
Ael tVecj:	::frowns as the ship shakes::
E trSaal:	Ie, but what is "TarLoc auto reset"?
Eirl tKaen:	But thank you
CylisCohen:	::franticly adjusting settings::
Ael tVecj:	Target lock.
CeryltSom:	Rekkhai, recommend dropping out of warp until we can investigate this
Eirl tKaen:	um... Ato? Is it planning to have a child or will have a child?
CeryltSom:	::turns to Ael::
E trSaal:	How do I tell if it's on or off?
CylisCohen:	+Reki+ The core's being unbalanced by something..
AtotrLycus:	Well... Um, she is having a child.
Ael tVecj:	::nods to C'eryl:: Try to slow down as smoothly as possible.
CeryltSom:	Ie.
E trSaal:	::raises an eyebrow at his console, afrait to fiddlew with it::
KYele:	Eton, if it's on, that little light turns on.
CeryltSom:	brings the Hnoiyika slowly down:: 
E trSaal:	Ok...
TomekJarok:	::Having seen enough steps back into TL::
Eirl tKaen:	::nods:: Elements, that seems like a long time to not know my wife is pregnant!
CeryltSom:	+Tylus+ Dropping out of warp
Ilia tReki:	::furrows her brow:: +Tylus+  Excuse me.. what's going on..?
CeryltSom:	::slowing...slowing::
CeryltSom:	arp 2..
CylisCohen:	+Ceryl+ Gotcha...
CeryltSom:	p !
CeryltSom:	Warp 1
CeryltSom:	We have dropped out of warp.
CylisCohen:	::too busying keeping containment fields up::
Ael tVecj:	::watches Tomek leave::
Eirl tKaen:	Do you... intend to be in the child's life?
Ilia tReki:	::glances around::rushes to Eng::
AtotrLycus:	Well, we were together before she became pregnant.
E trSaal:	::thinks he has the general gyst of the console::
AtotrLycus:	The childs life? Well...
CylisCohen:	::jumps up, runs over to the AQS...runs a multicorder around it::
TomekJarok:	::Steps out of Tl  on some other deck and walks around looking at every detail he can see:: 
CeryltSom:	::sighs, keeps them on max <impulse?> on course::
Ael tVecj:	ACTION:::As the ship enters normal space, a warmhole opens::
Eirl tKaen:	::looking at the wall behind him and to the left, very tense::
CeryltSom:	::eyes widening::;
E trSaal:	<as opposed to a cold hole? :)>
Ilia tReki:	::rushes in to Eng::  What's going on?
CeryltSom:	Umm..Rekkhai?
AtotrLycus:	Well, I have thought about that, and it may be better if I am not.
Ael tVecj:	<wormhole with an accent. ;)>
Eirl tKaen:	:::eyes move about, but never focus on his face::
Ael tVecj:	What in Arreinye is that?
CylisCohen:	...the core's going bypollor on us.
CeryltSom:	Wormhole ahead bearing 121.3
CylisCohen:	Wow! Reading a subspace burst inside the core.
E trSaal:	::panichy, but decides not to distract people by asking what to do::
Ael tVecj:	<Lera is more fertile than anyone I've ever known...>
CylisCohen:	::adjusts 'corder::
CeryltSom:	Stability fluctuating
TomekJarok:	::starts to go from deck to deck memorizing it's layout::
Ilia tReki:	::blinks::
Ael tVecj:	+Eng+ Report. How're the engines?
Eirl tKaen:	Why do you think that? ::relieved, but still concerned if it's the right choice::
Ilia tReki:	::glances at Tylus::
CeryltSom:	Adjusting course to keep a safe distance
Ilia tReki:	Go for it.. I need to get caught up..
AtotrLycus:	::sighs:: Eirl, I'm a thief, plain and simple. Don't get me wrong, I'd love to marry Lera
CylisCohen:	+Ael+ Good question..... they're still fluxing on us.
Ael tVecj:	Eton, raise shields.
AtotrLycus:	and raise the kid, but I can't.
Eirl tKaen:	why?
Ael tVecj:	+Tylus+ Its a question I want answered.
E trSaal:	Um...huts around for a sew seconds until he find the buttin, punches it gingerly::
E trSaal:	Ie.
TomekJarok:	::arrives at engineering::
KYele:	::looks into the wormhole:: So.. what now?
CylisCohen:	::mumbles...opens panel and slips under the AQS::
KYele:	::laughs:: I guess the universe just doesn't want us to have some rest.
CeryltSom:	Keeping the wormhole under surveilance <sp?>
KYele:	<<Two l's.>>
CeryltSom:	<thanks K'Yele :-) >
KYele:	<<Welcome.>>
Eirl tKaen:	Do you intend the kid to know who his father is?
Ael tVecj:	Wasn't spending time on the warbird our vacation?
E trSaal:	::hopes it was the correct button::
AtotrLycus:	That's up to Lera.
Ilia tReki:	::looks over the reports, trying to piece together what happened::
KYele:	::chuckles:: Not to me, Ihhei. Not to me.
CylisCohen:	::pops out from panel::
CeryltSom:	I'd recommend we continue on our course and make the appropriate reports on the wormhole
TomekJarok:	::Looks around engineering in great depth::
CeryltSom:	We have a job to do
Eirl tKaen:	::nods::
AtotrLycus:	I will check up on him, to make sure he is okay, and provide for the child.
CylisCohen:	::goes over to power distrebution net display::
Ilia tReki:	::glances over at Tomek::
Ilia tReki:	Can I help you?
Eirl tKaen:	Do you think... that if it ever happens again you could at least tell me!?
TomekJarok:	No I'm just looking over the ship
AtotrLycus:	I also promised her I would provide for her family.
Ilia tReki:	::raises an eyebrow::
AtotrLycus:	I'm sorry! I thought she would yell you.
CeryltSom:	::keeping recording log open on the scans::
Ilia tReki:	Just please stay out of the way... ::turns back to the readouts::
CylisCohen:	::grumbles...moves back over to core settings consol::
AtotrLycus:	::frowns:: I didn't want to hurt anyone.
Eirl tKaen:	::nods::
Ael tVecj:	ACTION:::force from the wormhole latches onto the gravitational pull of the AQS and begins p
Ael tVecj:	ulling::
E trSaal:	::realises the ship hasn't blown up yet, so it must have been the right one::
CylisCohen:	::core stress alarms BLARE::
Ilia tReki:	::blinks::
CeryltSom:	::sees course changing::
TomekJarok:	::Goes back to his search::
KYele:	::feels the ship buck:: Great. Here we go.
Eirl tKaen:	Did she say it would be okay with me? Or did it just not occur to you? Or is itreally that
E trSaal:	::yelps, leans to avoind being pulled from h is chair::
CeryltSom:	::makes course corrections::
Eirl tKaen:	strange that I'm hurt?
CeryltSom:	::sees them fail:: We're under it's pull
Ael tVecj:	Eton, go fix the engines. 
CylisCohen:	Increase power to containment fields!!
Ael tVecj:	+Eirl+ To the hwaveyiir.
Ilia tReki:	::mutters under her breath::fiddles with controls, trying to lessen the pressure::
E trSaal:	Ie.
KYele:	Didn't I tell you? The universe doesn't want us to rest. +Ilia+ Ilia, try to reverse the
KYele:	polarity of the AQS.
CeryltSom:	Making course corrections, but it's not helping
Ael tVecj:	Sarsus, tell me what is going on!
E trSaal:	::runs to thje TL::
Eirl tKaen:	+Ael+ Ie, rehkai
AtotrLycus:	Eirl... I intended for Lera and I to just have fun.
Eirl tKaen:	::toAto:: gotta run. talk later
E trSaal:	<You can't reverse teh polarity of gravity...>
Ilia tReki:	+K'Yele+  Working on it, believe me..
Eirl tKaen:	::goes to to TL:: hwaveyiir
E trSaal:	::exits the TL in eng, runs up to Ilia::  Status?
AtotrLycus:	Eirt?
CylisCohen:	Divert aux power to cor shielding.
Eirl tKaen:	::enters the hwaveyiir:: What's going on?
CeryltSom:	::fingers flying over the helm console::
KYele:	<This is artificial gravity. ;) This is a finite quality of near-lightspeed substance. By
TomekJarok:	::Starts to look over  various consules::
Ael tVecj:	C'eryl, I do *not* want to go into that wormhole.
AtotrLycus:	Eirl, I can't help the fact I fell in love with her...
Ilia tReki:	Bad.
AtotrLycus:	::sighs::
Ael tVecj:	Eirl, take tactical.
CeryltSom:	Nor do I, rekkhai.
Eirl tKaen:	::grabs tactical::
KYele:	introducing tachyons to the system, you can speed it past lightspeed, in which case it
E trSaal:	What's happening?
TomekJarok:	::Leaves engneering::
Ilia tReki:	::working on the shielding::
KYele:	becomes almost infinitely light as opposed to almost infinitely heavy.>
CeryltSom:	I'm giving us as much space as I can, but we're not pulling free
Ael tVecj:	<Its an artificial black hole...but is it still artificial gravity?>
CylisCohen:	+place apone high+ I've done everything I can down
CylisCohen:	here...we may have to eject the core.
E trSaal:	<nope>
E trSaal:	Have you tried the emergency statis feild?
Ilia tReki:	Something is being attracted by the force of the AQS...
Eirl tKaen:	::dodesn't know what's happening::
E trSaal:	<stasis>
CylisCohen:	...<m>....then hope we don't drift powerless into the wormhole.
AtotrLycus:	Sarsus> ::enters Hwavvyir::
Ael tVecj:	+Eng+ Just turn the AQS off.
Eirl tKaen:	hey, um... I can't do a dang thing unless soemone tells e what's going on
CeryltSom:	::furrows brow, very frustrated::
TomekJarok:	::returns to quarters and compares blueprints of the ship to what he remebers::
CylisCohen:	+throne room+ We can't!
E trSaal:	If you put the stasis feild up around the AQS, our intertia should carry us away from the wo
AtotrLycus:	Sarsus> ::sits at Sci::
E trSaal:	wormhole, I think...
CylisCohen:	::desperate...panicking::
Ael tVecj:	ACTION:::pull from the wormhole slows drastically::
AtotrLycus:	Sarsus> ::glances at C'eryl, wondering why she's frustrated::
Eirl tKaen:	::tries to maintain shields, doesn't touch weapons. doesn't know whats happening::
Ilia tReki:	But we've already been pulled by it..
CeryltSom:	::sees them jump away suddenly::
Ilia tReki:	Our inertia is heading towards it.
AtotrLycus:	Sarsus> ::looks back at his screen::
CeryltSom:	We're gaining distance
E trSaal:	But we'd swing in a hyperbolc orbit around it.
E trSaal:	We shouldn't slam right into it...
Ilia tReki:	::increases the shielding as much as she can::
CeryltSom:	::fingers working themselves into a cramp::
TomekJarok:	::satisfied that his memory has served him well enough returns to decoding::
E trSaal:	::looks around, helpless::
Ael tVecj:	ACTION:::wormhole begins to destabilize::
Eirl tKaen:	::worried about leaving Ato so quickly, but far more worried about what's happening::
CylisCohen:	uhh...::hasn't a clue what these readings are telling
CylisCohen:	him....shouldn't have fastforwarded through the video core
CylisCohen:	on AQS engineering::
CeryltSom:	::sees reports she's pulling from sci::
KYele:	::turns to Ael:: Ihhei.. we should turn into the wormhole and go straight at it at past
Eirl tKaen:	::to the hwaveyiir in general:: Someone telll me what's going on
KYele:	lightspeed.
CeryltSom:	stabilizing...
CeryltSom:	It is destabilizing
Eirl tKaen:	::picks it up from context::
E trSaal:	::takes a few more non vital systems offline to rout power to Ilia's sheilding::
Ilia tReki:	::shakes a little::
CeryltSom:	::gets bad feeling::
KYele:	It's a gravitational distortion! Gravity "works" at the speed of light--it does not have the
Ilia tReki:	::glances around::  This doesn't seem like it's going well...
KYele:	chance to latch onto something travelling through it beyond light speed.
CylisCohen:	No...it doesn;t.
CeryltSom:	::increases speed::
E trSaal:	<gravits doesn't have a speed, it's instantanious>
Ilia tReki:	If we could just get rid of the attraction..  but..
E trSaal:	<So say Einstein and Hawking>
Eirl tKaen:	(m) why would we have been travelling at impulse anyhow?
CeryltSom:	<because we dropped out of warp>
Ael tVecj:	<gravity has a measurable strength though. 9.8 m/s on Earth, for instance>
Ilia tReki:	::gets the shields to their maximum::  That's as much as we're going to get.. the rest we ..
E trSaal:	<Strength, but not speed. Completel differeant things>
Ilia tReki:	.. need to stabilize....
Ael tVecj:	What kind of wormhole would exert a force into normal space
Ael tVecj:	in the first place?
CeryltSom:	The wormhole is destabilizing; we are increasing our distance
Ilia tReki:	::hopes she's not behind the power curve here;)::
KYele:	<Think of it as a "bowl" in timespace. If you go at lightspeed, you create an infinitely
Ael tVecj:	That doesn't seem...textbook.
Eirl tKaen:	if we go fast enough and aim to the side, shouldn't we just slingshot past it?
KYele:	deep bowl. If you go past, the bowl curves the other way. Once you get to the gravitational
KYele:	distortion, they cancel out somewhat and you can coast through.>
CeryltSom:	::shrugs:: Perhaps an artificially created one?
TomekJarok:	::Comes across his former commanders hit list.  Delets it after reading it::
KYele:	<And I've read Hawking and Einstein. ;)>
E trSaal:	<Oh hell, if we were being realistic, we wuold have infinite mass at warp anyway,...>
CeryltSom:	One that wasn't exactly brought about under textbook conditions
CeryltSom:	<Amen Eton>
E trSaal:	<so why worry about it making sense?>
Ael tVecj:	<Theories without proof, K'Yele. ;)>
CylisCohen:	...oh my....Reki!! Look at this! Subspace AS a whole is collapsing around the core
Ilia tReki:	... what?
Ilia tReki:	::glances over at Tylus very nervously::
Ael tVecj:	ACTION:::space begins to warp in the sector around the wormhole::
Eirl tKaen:	::listening, doesn't see a darn thing shooting will do to improve the situation, so feels
Eirl tKaen:	useless::
CeryltSom:	That is NOT good...
KYele:	::blinks, seeing distortions in the stars outside the viewscreen::
KYele:	This.. is bad..
AtotrLycus:	::still in Med::
Ilia tReki:	Do the Elements hate us or is it me?
AtotrLycus:	Sarsus> ::sitting at Sci::
Ael tVecj:	Eirl, make sure the shields and inertial dampers stay up...
Ael tVecj:	So we aren't ripped to little pieces.
CylisCohen:	Loosing temperal readings from the core....spacial echoes are erratic
Ael tVecj:	+Eng+ Give us some options!
TomekJarok:	::Starts to encode messages he's already read.:: 
CylisCohen:	They're ticked off at something!
CeryltSom:	::starts breathing prayers in Orion::
Ilia tReki:	+Ael+  Um.. pray very hard... 
Eirl tKaen:	::continues to keep them up as well as she can: ie, rekkhai
Ael tVecj:	So, if we stay here, we become electrons again?
Ilia tReki:	We need to dump this core..
CeryltSom:	I had always hoped I'd go out in some other way...
CylisCohen:	::sparks fly from around the core:: It's shorting out our systems.
E trSaal:	<::doesn't have enough idea of what's happening to do anything::>
Ilia tReki:	::mutters::
TomekJarok:	::briefly wonders what's going on back at the bridge but then decides to go back to 
TomekJarok:	decoding::
AtotrLycus:	::blinks:: we're... gonna die?
Ael tVecj:	Is going through the wormhole an option other than death?
KYele:	::sighs:: We're forming a sector-wide distortion.. and we're at ground zero.
CylisCohen:	Trying....::scoots over to ejection controls::
CeryltSom:	::shrugs::
CeryltSom:	We can try it.
KYele:	I think it's worth a shot.
Ilia tReki:	::cuts as much power to the AQS as she can without collapsing anything::
CeryltSom:	I don't think we have anything to lose
CylisCohen:	::panel pops and sparks::::keeps working::
Ael tVecj:	+Eng+ All availible power to impulse.
CeryltSom:	Course laid in, rekkhai.  Your call
CeryltSom:	::turns to Ael::
Ael tVecj:	::takes a deep, frightened breath::
Ilia tReki:	+Ael+  Rekkhai, we're dumping the core..
TomekJarok:	::sighs::I'm going to be decoding for days.  Then I have to encode all the stuff again.
Ael tVecj:	+Eng+ wait.
Ael tVecj:	Engage.
CeryltSom:	Engaging.
Ael tVecj:	<LOL Tomek...>
CeryltSom:	presses button::
CylisCohen:	oh hell...::diverts all power to impulse...the hides under consol::
CeryltSom:	::breathes deeply, glances back to ael meaningfully::
Ilia tReki:	::puts any spare power back into the shields::hides behind Tylus::
CeryltSom:	::reaches back and takes Ael's hand::
Ael tVecj:	ACTION:::pressures on the ship ease up as it moves into the wormhole::
AtotrLycus:	::glances at 
CylisCohen:	::ducks sparks from AQS::
AtotrLycus:	::glances at C'eryl and Ael::
KYele:	::sits in his chair:: Just rub it in, you two. ::glancing at the Enarrain and helm officer
KYele:	as he straps in::
TomekJarok:	::mumbles:: Bloody Tal'Shair protocols
Ael tVecj:	ACTION:::The wormhole mouth collapses behind them, creating a spectacular show for nearby s
Ael tVecj:	systems::
AtotrLycus:	::looks back at his station, monitering something::
Ael tVecj:	::squeezes C'eryls hand::: Well...we aren't dead. Yet.
CeryltSom:	::releases hand, gets back to her console:: Yet..
Ilia tReki:	::pulls herself out of hiding::
Eirl tKaen:	::watches nervously::
Ilia tReki:	::gets back to work on the AQS::  +Ael+  What's going on up there?
CylisCohen:	::pokes head out::
CylisCohen:	::pulls self back into chair::
CeryltSom:	Next time, I'll hold your hand, K'Yele...
CeryltSom:	::mangaes a weak smile::
KYele:	::hears it::
KYele:	::shrinks from Ael::
Ael tVecj:	::glowers at K'Yele::
Ilia tReki:	::waits::
CeryltSom:	::reading course::
E trSaal:	::gets up off the floor, tries to make sense of the readings at his console::
Ael tVecj:	ACTION:::normal space opens up in front of them::
AtotrLycus:	::staring at his screen, not much concerned with what's happining::
CeryltSom:	::recording things::
KYele:	::glances at C'eryl:: Shush! Do you want to get me killed..?!
CeryltSom:	Normal space ahead
CeryltSom:	::smiles::
Ilia tReki:	::sighs::  Can we get any readings of what's out there?
Eirl tKaen:	uh... are we here?
CeryltSom:	Nah, K'Yele.
Ael tVecj:	Where's here?
Eirl tKaen:	::realises how dumb that sounds:: I mean, where are we?
Ilia tReki:	The stresses have eased up, anyway..
TomekJarok:	::Cruses the tal'shair for not letting him use the ships cpu for decoding::
CeryltSom:	::shrugs, starts taking readings::
Eirl tKaen:	I meant where we started
E trSaal:	<Did we eject the core or not?>
Ael tVecj:	Looks like it...
Ilia tReki:	<Nope>
Ael tVecj:	>>>>>>>>>>>>>End Sim<<<<<<<
Ael tVecj:	>>>>>>>>>>>>>End Sim<<<<<<<>>>>>>>>>>>>>End Sim<<<<<<<
AtotrLycus:	::yawns:: thrown across the galaxy, prehaps.
CeryltSom:	<umm..what are my readings?>
CeryltSom:	Nevermind
Ael tVecj:	Same as before, C'eryl.
CeryltSom:	That was FAST....
KYele:	Just sit right back and you'll hear a tale.. a tale of a fateful trip..
CylisCohen:	that was one heck of a speed bump.
Ael tVecj:	Aboard a tiny ship..
KYele:	That started from ch'Rihan's port, aboard this tiny ship..
Ael tVecj:	Great sim, all! 
CylisCohen:	...must...hit....self destruct....switch.....
Ilia tReki:	::wonders who's tackling the next line::
CylisCohen:	::had fun::
Eirl tKaen:	::wanted to keep talking to Ato::
Ael tVecj:	Write logs, everyone!
Ael tVecj:	Any questions?
CeryltSom:	Very fun!!!!1
Eirl tKaen:	hey Ato? got time after we're dismissied?
AtotrLycus:	Sure.
CeryltSom:	I was busy at HELM!!  What a sim!! :-)))))))))))
Ael tVecj:	Helm and Engineering had something to do? Save this one for the history books. ;)
Ael tVecj:	Anything to add, Skipper?
CylisCohen:	:)
Ilia tReki:	Engineering still got ignored after we weren't needed anymore, though. ;)
Ilia tReki:	::folds her arms and sticks her nose in the air::
CeryltSom:	Can't have it all, Ilia
Eirl tKaen:	nothing for security to do
KYele:	I don't think so. And don't worry, I'll spare you calling you Gilligan..
KYele:	Even though that was a perfect opportunity..
Eirl tKaen:	but that's okay, as long as I get to be useful eventually
Ilia tReki:	Well.. can't I just have a little taste of it all?  Just a smidge?
Ael tVecj:	I sincerely appreciate that.
Ael tVecj:	::kneels down and kisses Ilia's feet::
Ilia tReki:	::glances down at Ael nervously::
Ilia tReki:	Er... do I get a raise? :)
KYele:	::raises an eyebrow at Ael::
KYele:	Yes, Ilia. What are we paying you now..?
CeryltSom:	::gets jealous::
Ael tVecj:	Not until you finish that shuttle.
Ilia tReki:	Um.... ::rummages through her pockets for her last paycheck::
Ilia tReki:	::eyes get a hurt puppy look to them::
CeryltSom:	Awwwwwwww..........
Ael tVecj:	::eyes get a dark glower to them::
Ilia tReki:	::whimpers under her gaze::
Ael tVecj:	::Stands up and pats her on the back::Cmon! Have some guts, girl.
Ilia tReki:	::sniffles and hides behind C'eryl::
KYele:	So.. how much is it, Ilia?
Ilia tReki:	Umm.. ::pulls out a slip of paper::shows it to K'Yele, revealing a large egg-shaped number::
CeryltSom:	Goiod, they'll double it ;-D
KYele:	Ahh! Now I remember. Well.. let's double it now. We'll triple it again when you finish the
KYele:	shuttle.
Ilia tReki:	Hmm...
CylisCohen:	Boy..aren't taxes a pain.
Ael tVecj:	::sneaks out::
Ilia tReki:	::stuffs it back into her pocket, mumbling::

3/13/99 11:06:40 PM	Closing "Hnoiyika 3/13/99"