2/27/99 10:04:14 PM Opening "Hnoiyika 2/27/99" Gorath Sar: NO POUTING!!! TrIsmail: Lera try *golfhit*, it's better than TrIsmail: *thwap* ... Erv tResan: But (A) I don't have golfhit, and (2) I like thwap. Ael tVecj: ::smiles at Lera:: Just trying to even out the exhorbinate affection you recieve as a Ael tVecj: military officer. TrIsmail: oic, chacun a son gout ... Ael tVecj: 20 crew, Eton? I know *everything*. ::smiles:: E trSaal: Oh, is that what the spy camera in my quarters was for? Ilia tReki: (afk..) Erv tResan: ::takes back Ael's cookies:: Erv tResan: :P Erv tResan: ::sniffle:: Ael tVecj: ::grunt:: TrIsmail: ::hands Lera Rihan hankie:: Ael tVecj: Seems like C'eryl and Tylus are absent *again.* AtotrLycus: ::happily flaunts his cookie in front of AekLL Erv tResan: ::giggle:: Ilia tReki: (back) Ilia tReki: ::edges away from Ael's wrath:: E trSaal: ::nudges Ilia's plant towards her, so she can hide:: Ilia tReki: ::slogs through the glacial sea that is AOL:: Erv tResan: ::returns Ael's LeraCookie:: E trSaal: Why is AOL slower than whalesnot today? Selessa: <<::eats her *delicious* t'Girl Scout cookies::>> TrIsmail: OK, Lera, ygm AtotrLycus: KYele: <> Selessa: <<::Raises her eyebrow:: Indeed? >> TrIsmail: LOL ... remember the lemonade scene in Addams Family Values (Girl Scout Cookies ... KYele: <<::thwap::>> Erv tResan: LOL Ilia tReki: ::nestles behind her plant:: TrIsmail: "Are they made with real Girl Scouts?") AtotrLycus: Erv tResan: "Are they made with real Girl Scouts?" AtotrLycus: TrIsmail: GMTA Lera!!!!! KYele: <> Ilia tReki: Ael tVecj: Vaed'rae! TrIsmail: ::AV:: Ilia tReki: ::hrrau vaed'rae:: Gorath Sar: Are they made from real girlscouts? E trSaal: ::hrrau'vaedrae:: Erv tResan: ::hrrau vaed'rae:: KYele: ::hrrau vaed'rae:: AtotrLycus: Malor Savk: ::hrrau vaed'rae:: Sael Tomek: ::AV:: AtotrLycus: ::ditto:: Gorath Sar: ::hrrau vaed'rae:: Ael tVecj: Aefvadh, all. If you have any questions during the sim, IM me or KYele. Ael tVecj: Or anyone you want. ::smile:: Ael tVecj: Are there any questions now? TrIsmail: E trSaal: ::raises his hand:: Ael tVecj: Ie, Eton? Erv tResan: ::duct-tapes everyone to the room to avoid punting:: :) Ilia tReki: ::finding it difficult to move under the tape:: E trSaal: Where does cabbage come from? Are there cabbage ranches, where cabbage......runs E trSaal: ...runs around and grazes? Erv tResan: ::giggles:: Erv tResan: You can move under the duct tape, Ilia. :) Ael tVecj: I will take that as a no. ::glowers:: Ilia tReki: Apparently so. ;) Erv tResan: You just can't leave the room. :) E trSaal: Even if there's a fire? Erv tResan: It's special LeraDuctTape. :) Erv tResan: ::Lera's Silly Mood::ª Ael tVecj: We will all perish for the sake of the Empire! Erv tResan: So nobody else gets the duct tape? E trSaal: Ael tVecj: >>>>>>>>Begin Sim<<<<<<<< Ael tVecj: >>>>>>>>Begin Sim<<<<<<<< Ael tVecj: >>>>>>>>Begin Sim<<<<<<<< TrIsmail: The Elements forbid that ... E trSaal: ::still in the arboretum with Ilia:: Ael tVecj: ::peers through the forcefield of the brig:: Uh...who are you? TrIsmail: ::entering Security:: Gorath Sar: ::Still locked in his quarters:: Ilia tReki: ::stretches her legs out onto the soft grass:: Erv tResan: ::back on the bridge:: AtotrLycus: < "Sarsus>" means Sarsus is simming.> Erv tResan: <::hides from Ael::> Ilia tReki: I could live and die in here and never know the rest of the world existed again... AtotrLycus: ::looks around, sitting in Bridge:: It's good to be back... Sael Tomek: My name? Malor Savk: ::still at tactical, making sure the course to neutral zone is safe:: Ael tVecj: ::glances over at tr'Ismail:: Jolan tru. Seems we have a prisoner. Ael tVecj: Ie, your name, your name. AtotrLycus: Sarsus> ::in his quarters:: E trSaal: ::sits down, not too close to her:: Ie. It's almost better than the real thing. Sael Tomek: My name is Tomek tr'Jarok an officer of the Tal'Shair KYele: ::blinks and raises an eyebrow at Eton:: Malor Savk: ::wishing he was in on the action on the brig:: Ilia tReki: ::smiles:: I dunno.. there's something comforting about imperfection.. E trSaal: Ael tVecj: ::face goes pale:: KYele: ::glances over at Sael:: I.. think we knew that. ;) TrIsmail: Jolan tru Enarrain. I am Telar tr'Isma'il u' have been assigned to Security ... Ilia tReki: ::waves at K'Yele:: Ael tVecj: :::bows to tr'Isma'il:: Aefvadh. Seems you are coming to your post at a good time. Erv tResan: ::meeps to herself:: Ael tVecj: ::turns back to the Tal Shiar officer:: Why are you in the brig of an empty starship? E trSaal: KYele: <> TrIsmail: ::raises eyebrow:: Rh'e? How might that be? Gorath Sar: ::Continues to stare angrily at the door until it gets nervous and opens:: Gorath Sar: ::Not having much luck:: AtotrLycus: ::looks over at Lera, raising an eyebrow:: Ilia tReki: ::gets an incredible chill:: Is there something wrong with the environmental controls? E trSaal: % True...but if you leave this unattended, it looks more natural. Ael tVecj: Sael Tomek: Well lets say me and my supirior didn't agree with the Enarrain. Erv tResan: <::duct-tapes a @ to those in the brig:: :)> E trSaal: %::hurriedly:: I'll go look... Ael tVecj: Because, tr'Ismail, we have a prisoner. Ael tVecj: ::lifts eyebrow:: If you did not agree with the Enarrain...why were you on this ship? E trSaal: %::gets up, looks walks to a control panel, fiddles with it:: Malor Savk: ::console goes off, a ship on a intercept course triggered sensors:: AtotrLycus: ::walks over to Lera:: Ael tVecj: KYele: ::leans against the wall outside of t'Ptoedia's chambers, in thought:: TrIsmail: Oh I see ... do I have an ... assignment with this ...prisoner? Interrogations perhaps? E trSaal: %::the room gets about 6 degrees warmer, he walks back and sits down again:: Sael Tomek: We were assigned to it by the Tal'Shair to make sure the crew was loyal to the empire Malor Savk: E trSaal: %Is that better? Erv tResan: Erv tResan: ::looks over at Ato:: Ilia tReki: % Mmm.. much... hann'yo. ::smiles:: AtotrLycus: Ael tVecj: Xena> ::sips tea:: Ael tVecj: ::smiles at tr'Ismail:: Perhaps. E trSaal: %::smiles back, melts:: Ilia tReki: % It's just slightly artifical.. around the edges.. you know it ends.. and that sort of .. Ael tVecj: Looks like you didn't do your job very well. Ilia tReki: % .. ruins it, deep down.. maybe I'm too picky. TrIsmail: ::grins evilly:: I *enjoy* interrogating prisoners. It is so ... satisfying. AtotrLycus: ::smiles:: Do you know where Eirl is? I need to get some blueprints from her. Sael Tomek: Three against five thousand isn't good odds Ael tVecj: Indeed. Erv tResan: ::shrugs:: TrIsmail: Although not as satisfying as torturing and poisoning though ... E trSaal: % If you don't look to close, and don't open your eyes the whole way, you can ignore.. E trSaal: %...the pulmbing. Ael tVecj: I am not sure we should interrogate a Tal Shiar officer. Ael tVecj: Even in such...suspicious circumstances. Malor Savk: ::looks at Lera:: A ship is on a incept course, I am changing course to see if it follows Ael tVecj: Do you believe what he is saying? AtotrLycus: ::sits next to her:: Damn... I needed to sneak somewhere... Ael tVecj: Where is your superior now? Erv tResan: Oookay. TrIsmail: How suspicious Ihhei? E trSaal: %::lies down in the grass and closes his eye, his hands behind his head:: Ilia tReki: % ::smiles:: Then it's almost exactly like a park on ch'Rihan.. AtotrLycus: ::raises an eyebrow:: What's Malor talking about? Sael Tomek: Dead along with his other guard E trSaal: Ael tVecj: One alive and here...when five thousand have defected. Ael tVecj: Why aren't you dead? Ilia tReki: % ::leans back a little, holding her arms straight to the ground:: E trSaal: %::chuckles quietly:: Most of the parks I've been to make _no_ effort to hide the plumbing. Ael tVecj: KYele: ::decides to head to some nearby chambers to think:: AtotrLycus: Did anything happen while I was gone, Lera? Erv tResan: Not really. Sael Tomek: I was delt a blow to the head when we were on the bridge while the others were shot KYele: <> E trSaal: %But this has somethign over the real parks...::smiles, looks at her:: TrIsmail: 5,000 defectors?!?!?! Ilia tReki: % ::chuckles to herself:: Good point.. AtotrLycus: ::smiles:: Did Ael miss me? KYele: <> Erv tResan: ::giggles:: Selessa: <> E trSaal: %What were you thinking of the better thign being? Ael tVecj: ::nods to Ismail:: Tragic, ie? Ilia tReki: % ::smiles, coloring a little:: KYele: <<::sigh:: If anyone can hear, I'll be back.>> Erv tResan: <::waves to Selessa, gives her a cookie:: :)> Ael tVecj: What makes you so special, prisoner? TrIsmail: <> AtotrLycus: ::puts his feet up on the consile:: TrIsmail: Ie!! E trSaal: %What were you thinking of as the better thing? Sael Tomek: Nothing I was just closer to them and within striking ditance Ael tVecj: > TrIsmail: Although with so many defectors, "tragic" does not even seem to scratch the surface... KYele: ((Hopefully, this will be better.)) Ael tVecj: You attempted to take the hwaveyiir? AtotrLycus: Hey, Lera... could you get me blueprints of t'Vecj's quarters? Sael Tomek: distance* Erv tResan: What for? AtotrLycus: ::smiles:: I have an Enarrain to seduce. KYele: ::steps through the door to some quarters he stumbles upon, starts as he finds someone KYele: inside:: Gorath Sar: Erv tResan: Ah. E trSaal: %::curious, props himself up on his arms and looks at her inqusitively:: Ilia tReki: <::mutters at the fog::> Erv tResan: I don't think so, Ato. KYele: ::glances at Gorath:: Who are you? Ilia tReki: % ... the controllable weather? ::smiles:: AtotrLycus: ::sighs:: Why not? Ilia tReki: <::mutters at her DR OD::> Gorath Sar: My name is Gorath. Erv tResan: She wouldn't like if I did that. TrIsmail: Ato, I think it depends on which Enarrain au mean!! If au catch my drift ... E trSaal: %::looks like he doesn't quite belive that was what she was going to saym but nods:: AtotrLycus: I won't tell her who gave me them. Ael tVecj: E trSaal: % I like being able to turn the sun up. Erv tResan: Just sneak in or something. AtotrLycus: ::glances at Trlsmail:: Who are you and what do you want? Malor Savk: ::notices ship does not change course, adjusts the Huntress course back:: Ilia tReki: % Talk about an Element Complex... E trSaal: %I wonder if anyone's ever tried to tan in here. Ael tVecj: KYele: <> Ael tVecj: Answer me, Tal Shiar! TrIsmail: ::stares at Ato:: I am a member of au'r staff ...a new Security Officer ... I understand TrIsmail: au are Daise Security ... Ilia tReki: % ::peers up at the lights:: I suppose they've got UV... Ilia tReki: Ilia tReki: AtotrLycus: ::smiles:: Oh, no, Lera... See... The Enarrain is hard to seduce. I need to know what the AtotrLycus: room looks like. E trSaal: %::grins:: One could make it rain... Malor Savk: Ael tVecj: *::frowns:: AtotrLycus: ::glares:: I'm not. Ael tVecj: Erv tResan: So sneak in and peek. AtotrLycus: ::glaring at Trls:: Ilia tReki: % ::smiles broadly:: Now that's a power to be proud of. TrIsmail: * ::stares at the TS prisoner:: E trSaal: %Power... Erv tResan: Not that I suggested it. : E trSaal: %probably no snow though. TrIsmail: Ato, the Enarrain posted me here, why the glare? E trSaal: %Warm enough? Ilia tReki: % ::nods:: Perfect. AtotrLycus: Lera, that's the type of thinking that would get you cought if you were a thief. AtotrLycus: ::glares at Trlsmail:: Excuse me, but I'm not in security. Ael tVecj: Erv tResan: Well, I'm not a thief. KYele: ::glances at Gorath:: Your name doesn't help. Who are you? Erv tResan: And I'm not giving you the blueprints. Malor Savk: ::looks at Lera:: I am leaving my post, no unsual activity happening. KYele: E trSaal: %::shifts nervously, his mind racing for something to say:: Erv tResan: ::nods to Malor:: Gorath Sar: What would you want from me. That's all I have. A name. AtotrLycus: ::puppy-dog eyes:: Please??? Malor Savk: I think I will go see our "prisoner". Erv tResan: No, Ato. Sael Tomek: *No we were trying to stop them from defecting so I guess you could say yes AtotrLycus: Well, why not? Ael tVecj: *No...ie... ::shakes head:: Ilia tReki: % ::just losing herself in the moment:: KYele: @ ::narrows his eyes:: I mean, what are you doing here? TrIsmail: Erv tResan: Because. Ael tVecj: *tr'Ismail, I do not trust him. But he is useless in the brig. AtotrLycus: ::raises an eyebrow:: Because....? KYele: > Erv tResan: Because. Malor Savk: ::guessing Lera hears him, turns and heads for TL:: TrIsmail: * Him being ... na TS Officer...?? AtotrLycus: ::sighs:: You're so stubborn... Ael tVecj: *You. Ael tVecj: *Do you know who I am? Erv tResan: Yep. E trSaal: %::scoots away a bit, so he won't disturb her:: Gorath Sar: @ I have been locked in my quarters for gods know how long. THAT is what I am doing here. Sael Tomek: *I do not know who you are. Ael tVecj: *Ie, the Tal Shiar officer. KYele: They.. the Huntress crew locked you in here? Why? Ilia tReki: % ::leans her head back to let the lights fall on her face:: KYele: @ Ael tVecj: *I am Enarrain Ael'vna t'Vecj. I have taken over the Malor Savk: ::takes TL to level of Xena's quarters:: Sael Tomek: *But I would guess your with the Empire Ael tVecj: *RES Huntress and hold Xena t'Potedia in my custody. E trSaal: %::tiptoes over to the control panel:: Ilia tReki: % It's nice to see that Command has finally realized the importance of nature everywhere... TrIsmail: * ::shakes head:: Well, Enarrain, that is the way ... the TS are. Untrustworthy at Ael tVecj: *We are re-entering Empire space. TrIsmail: worst, useless at best! E trSaal: %::fiddles with the controls to make the "sun" a little bit more sunlike:: Ael tVecj: +Malor+ To the brig. Ael tVecj: *::nods to tr'Ismail:: I agree. E trSaal: %Really? I thought it was just a moral thing. AtotrLycus: ::frowns:: Lera, why can't I have the blueprints? I'm not gonna steal anything. E trSaal: %::resentfully:: It's not as if they'd let _us_ have one of these. Ilia tReki: % ::smiles slightly:: Metal shells cruising around a vacuum can only provide so much .. Erv tResan: Because Ael doesn't like you. Ilia tReki: % .. comfort. Especially on long tours... AtotrLycus: ::confused:: So....? Ael tVecj: *::thinks of what to do with him:: Malor Savk: +ael+On my way Erv tResan: And when she finds out I gave them to you, she'll get mad at me. Erv tResan: And yell. Sael Tomek: *At least now she can stand trial AtotrLycus: She'll yell at me. Not you. Erv tResan: And me. Gorath Sar: @ Because they weren't sure about me. Or I should say, I wasn't sure about me. Erv tResan: She already doesn't like me. Ael tVecj: *How...republican of you. Ilia tReki: % ::smiles again, keeping her face to the lights:: Well.. we've got spare rooms. AtotrLycus: ::smiles:: How could anyone not like you? E trSaal: %I'd wager something like this can be _great_ for morale... KYele: @ ::takes a seat:: What do you mean by that? Sael Tomek: *::looks at Telar:: We protect the empire Erv tResan: ::shrug:: TrIsmail: * Republican?!?! **Never** say that in front of a Democrat... E trSaal: %::walks over to her, thinking:: Do you think Ael might let us try to use one of them...? Gorath Sar: Well, I never made a commitment to their cause. I just wanted out for a while. Gorath Sar: @ Malor Savk: ::tells Tl to change last command and go to the brig level:: TrIsmail: * Indeed, Tomek? i do not agree. Ilia tReki: % Although.. considering what the crew did.. AtotrLycus: Believe me, Lera, she only hates me. Maybe that Sarsus guy, too. E trSaal: %We cold probably scrounge up the parts... Ael tVecj: *::chuckles::I meant, that you mentioned trial, and not execution. Erv tResan: And me. KYele: @ And you got it. Ilia tReki: % Maybe.. we could always petition. Gorath Sar: @ Yes I did but I never reached my destination. KYele: @ Well, you can travel with us as far as back to Eisn, where you'll most likely be tried as Sael Tomek: *Oh well she is guilty and will be unless she can prove otherwise AtotrLycus: ::sighs:: Why would she hate you? KYele: part of the Huntress's crew. Ilia tReki: % Ie.. bulbs and seeds shouldn't be too tough to find.. and we can always build the lights. Sael Tomek: *You do not need to agree Erv tResan: ::shrugs:: I'm... too happy, I guess. E trSaal: %I could help...I'm sure I can find _something_ on hydroponics controll... Gorath Sar: @ There are two problems with that. Malor Savk: ::exits to TL and enters brig:: TrIsmail: * ::shrug:: Typical Tal Shiar thinking ... AtotrLycus: ::raises an eyebrow:: Excuse me... did you say too happy? E trSaal: %It's a lot more than seeds and lightbulbs though. Malor Savk: ::bows upon entering:: You called KYele: @ What are those? Gorath Sar: @ One. You're goin the wrong way for me. Two. I got me a terrible fear of losing my head. Ael tVecj: *::glances at tr'Ismail::He's rather disarming for an Ael tVecj: *intelligence officer. Ilia tReki: % Yeah, I know.. E trSaal: %:mulling over somethings in his head, looking straight through her:: Ael tVecj: *Ah, Malor. AtotrLycus: What do you mean "too happy"? Ael tVecj: *Are sympathetic to Heb's cause. As you are, I thought you could speak to them. KYele: @ That's interesting. Sael Tomek: *I was as I said a bodyguard for the Intelligence officer Ael tVecj: *Find out how much they were involved in the Huntress's events. KYele: @ Though I don't see much choice.. the other direction is Lloan'na space. AtotrLycus: Um... Lera, is something wrong? KYele: @ And not only are there no ships going there, we couldn't allow you there. Erv tResan: Yup. Ilia tReki: % ::raises quizzical eyebrows:: TrIsmail: * Ah, I see. And we are ... also sympathetic?? AtotrLycus: What? Malor Savk: *::nods and walks up and glances at the men:: Jolan Tru, I am Malor Savk Ael tVecj: Malor Savk: Chief Tactical Officer Ael tVecj: * Tr'Ismail, I am releasing the prisoner to your care. Ael tVecj: *::undoes the forcefield:: E trSaal: %::looks at her:: I think I might know how to get a cheap torriodal fusion coil for ... KYele: @ And you would not be executed if you were convicted. Ael tVecj: *Make sure he is assigned quarters. Erv tResan: ::shrugs:: AtotrLycus: ::trying to be concerned:: What's wrong, Lera? E trSaal: %...natural light. KYele: @ They see you as a pawn that t'Ptoedia used for her own purposes. Gorath Sar: @ Really? The romulan government goin soft? Ilia tReki: % Oh? Erv tResan: A lot of things, Ato. E trSaal: %It's said that fusion light is allways the most natural... Sael Tomek: *::steps out of the cell:: Finally TrIsmail: AtotrLycus: ::sighs:: By the Elements... Tell me! I can be concerned! TrIsmail: ::nods:: AtotrLycus: ::quietly:: Well, not really, but I can try... TrIsmail: I shall see to it immediately, Ihhei. Ael tVecj: *The defection of 5000, tr'Ismail. AtotrLycus: KYele: @ ::raises an eyebrow:: Hardly "soft". You would go to prison for about fifty years, most KYele: likely. Ael tVecj: * That is what I meant. Erv tResan: I really shouldn't talk about it, Ato. Ael tVecj: *::bows:: Jolan tru. E trSaal: %::excited, still claculating silently:: Ael tVecj: *::turns and walks out of the brig:: TrIsmail: ::to Tomek:: This way. Ael tVecj: ::walks along the corridor:: +hwaveyiir+ Enar to Hwaveyiir. AtotrLycus: Aw, c'mon! It isn't like I'm the ship's gossip! I'm great at keeping secrets. Ilia tReki: % ::smiles slightly to herself::lies back on the grass, arms folded over her stomach:: Erv tResan: Maybe later, Ato. Gorath Sar: @ Exactly what I said. Soft. Sael Tomek: *Okay I'll fallow for now AtotrLycus: ::sighs:: E trSaal: %::sits down next to her:: Do you think Ael would let us tap into the water supply? It'd... AtotrLycus: ::grabs Lera E trSaal: %...make up for itself by lesseneing the strain on life support. Gorath Sar: @ But enough about punishement. Can I walk around the ship for a while. My legs are cramped. Ael tVecj: AtotrLycus: ::grabs Lera's arm:: You and me need to talk. Erv tResan: ::meeps:: KYele: @ ::chuckles:: Perhaps. Though, under Heb's new regime, it would not be. AtotrLycus: TrIsmail: ::keeps hand ready on disruptor just in case:: ::walks down corridor to TL with Tomek:: E trSaal: %::appears to be almost ready to jump up and down Malor Savk: *::shrugs and walks on other side of Tomak:: So tell me how you found yourself on this ship? KYele: @ As for you.. if you don't wish to spend a quarter of your life in jail, we could give you KYele: asylum on this ship. Gorath Sar: @ Now that I'd like. Ilia tReki: % ::turns her head slightly:: I don't see why not.. it's as good as unlimited.. TrIsmail: * Au'rs Truly? Well, it's a long story. Ael tVecj: +Hwaveyiir+ Lera, stop smooching and answer me! AtotrLycus: You're troubled by something, and the ship supposedly is carrying a traitor. KYele: @ ::smirks:: Don't think you'll get off free, though. We'll give you a commission. AtotrLycus: Could you please tell me what's going on. Ael tVecj: ::enters a TL:: Malor Savk: *::grins:: It appears we have plenty of time KYele: @ First off, you're going to be an Et'Rhja again. Sounds great already, eh? Ael tVecj: ::begins zooming:: Erv tResan: I can't, Ato. E trSaal: %::ceases his pondering, looks seriously at her:: Would you _like_ that? Even if it was a... Gorath Sar: @ Okay...Okay. TrIsmail: *::grins:: Indeed. E trSaal: %..small one? ::hopefull:: KYele: @ What's your field, Gorath? Sael Tomek: *::to Telar::You know my name but I do not know yours TrIsmail: my first chance ... I am glad I took it. Erv tResan: ::goes over to him:: Ilia tReki: % You do remember who you're talking to, don't you..? The plant-rihan? Erv tResan: Have you talked to Enarrain Xena? AtotrLycus: No. Who is she? TrIsmail: ::to Tomek:: I am Telar tr'Isma'il, Security Officer E trSaal: %::looks her in the eyes:: Ilia tReki: % ::smiles:: Of course I'd like it.. I'd love it.. we'll have to look into it.. Erv tResan: She was the enarrain of this ship. KYele: @ Sharpshooter..? Security is pretty much full at the moment.. it has more members than most KYele: of our departments. AtotrLycus: Uh-huh. So she's the supposed traitor? Gorath Sar: @ Security demands manpower. But if you don't wish me there, then where? Ael tVecj: ::::walks up to Lera, glaring:: KYele: Hmm... ::ponders:: Erv tResan: Yep. Sael Tomek: *Pleased to meet you tr'Isma'il Ael tVecj: Get...off...my...hwaveyiir. HNAH! Malor Savk: ::to telar:: and what a fine vessal a warbird is. Do you not agree? TrIsmail: *::to Malor:: My next ambition, of course, is to make at least Erein! ::chuckles:: AtotrLycus: ::stands, looks at Ael:: Huh? Ael tVecj: ::glances at Ato::You too. KYele: @ For now.. ::grins:: Welcome to janitorial duty. Until we can find a place for you, that Erv tResan: Me? KYele: is. Malor Savk: ::laughs:: Do not we all AtotrLycus: ::chuckles:: Please, t'Vecj. Is that any way to welcome me back? TrIsmail: *As the hevama might say, absitively, posolutely! Gorath Sar: @ ::Raises an eyebrow:: AtotrLycus: Erv tResan: <::wonders when Ael got on the bridge::> Gorath Sar: @ You're enjoying this, aren't you? Ael tVecj: I commed you three times. How dare you ignore an Enarrain. AtotrLycus: KYele: Malor Savk: ::runs his hand along the bulkhead:; This ship sure is a tribute to the Empire KYele: @ That I am. ::smiles devilishly:: Ael tVecj: Leave my sight before I call security and have you locked in the brig. TrIsmail: *Indeed it is. Ael tVecj: ::folds her arms:: Sael Tomek: *How do you like this ship? Erv tResan: ::meeps, goes to the lift:: AtotrLycus: ::looks at Ael:: Aren't you glad to see me? KYele: @ Report to the hwaveyiir. Oh, by the way.. I'm Daise'Erei'Riov K'Yele tr'Woodlock. Malor Savk: *Heb sure has taken this empire on a grand path TrIsmail: *::raises eyebrow in response to Tomek:: Ael tVecj: Only in a casket, Ato. H'nah. E trSaal: %::looks at her eyes in the "sunshine", nods:: I'd love to try. KYele: Executive officer of the RES Hnoiyika 4501-A, and the acting XO of the RES KYele: Huntress. Erv tResan: ::goes to the arboretum:: AtotrLycus: ::walks into the lift:: Ugh. That was not good. Gorath Sar: @ Yeah...Fine. Hi. I'm Gorath. Erv tResan: ::peers in:: Ael tVecj: > Gorath Sar: @ Janitor extrodinare. Ilia tReki: % ::smiles:: Well then... AtotrLycus: ::follows Lera:: Why is Ael yelling at us? Erv tResan: ::looks at Ato:: Told you so. Malor Savk: *::smiles:: but I guess we can all see that, uh? Sael Tomek: *::evil grin:: AtotrLycus: E trSaal: %::suddenly feels very stupid, turns way and stares facinatedly at the pipes:: Ael tVecj: ::sits down in her chair:: KYele: @ That's "Et'Rjha Gorath, janitor of the RES Hnoiyika 4501-A and acting janitor of the RES AtotrLycus: KYele: Huntress." Ael tVecj: ::thinks she likes the Congress fans better...at least they TrIsmail: *::enormous evil grin:: Ael tVecj: understand the concept of duty:: Ilia tReki: % ::hears the door::tilts her head back:: Erv tResan: ::wanders into the arboretum, looks around:: Gorath Sar: @ You actually LOOK at your janitors? Enough to give them name and rank? E trSaal: Erv tResan: % ::finds a nice tree, snuggles under it:: Gorath Sar: @ For rank I mean other than the rank they have after cleaning the restrooms. Ael tVecj: ::sees she has no hwaveyiir crew left:: Erv tResan: % ::cries:: E trSaal: %::see's Lera come in:: Um...Hi Lera... KYele: @ It's hard not to look at people with a 24-person crew. Now go report to the Enarrain. Ael tVecj: +Ilia, Eton+ Hwaveyiir, H'nah! KYele: @H'nah. E trSaal: %::gets up, walks over to her:: Erv tResan: % You better go... she's in a bad mood. E trSaal: %::concerned, but doesn't dare disobey:: Malor Savk: *::smiles at the two men::But I guess we can see the path Heb has taken us, uh? AtotrLycus: E trSaal: %what happened? Erv tResan: % Eton... go. Now. Gorath Sar: @ Aye aye. ::Gets up and leaves. Happy to leave his quarters but unhappy about the position: TrIsmail: *Exactly. Ilia tReki: % +Ael+ .. ... ie, rekkhai... Ael tVecj: ::drums her fingers on the armrest:: Ilia tReki: % ::glances over at Lera as she sits up:: AtotrLycus: Lera, why was Ael yelling at us? E trSaal: %::turns on his heel and runs for the TL:: Erv tResan: % I told you, Ato. She doesn't like me. Sael Tomek: *Heb is a dreamer nothing more E trSaal: %+Ael+ Acknowledged AtotrLycus: % Than why did she yell at me? TrIsmail: *::glares like Ariennye itself at Tomek:: Ilia tReki: % ::stands and walks out quietly::heads to the TL:: Erv tResan: % She doesn't like you, either. Malor Savk: * :: Looks at Tomek:: I agree, but it suprise's me to hear you say that Gorath Sar: ::Walks to the bridge:: Ilia tReki: ::after zooming, arrives on the bridge right behind Eton:: TrIsmail: *::glares even more sternly:: AtotrLycus: % Lera, could you please tell me what you're troubled with and who this Xena is? Ael tVecj: ::swivels around in her chair, watching Eton, Ilia, and...a big guy:: Erv tResan: % Not now. Ael tVecj: Ilia, tactical. Eton, helm. Ilia tReki: Ie, rekkhai... Erv tResan: % That's probably why she booted me off the bridge. Sael Tomek: *Why would that suprise you Ilia tReki: ::slides over to tac:: E trSaal: Ie. ::darts to helm, tried to reember how it works from teh acadamy:: AtotrLycus: Sarsus> ::enters Bridge, sits at his science station:: KYele: +Ael+ Enarrain... I found a derelict down here and enlisted him. Feel free to haze him at Ael tVecj: ::squints::You. Name, rank, post. KYele: your convenience. Erv tResan: % ::snuggles back under the tree:: Malor Savk: Ael tVecj: Ilia tReki: ::looks around the hwaveyiir for clues about what's been going on:: TrIsmail: *Ie, the T-S man has finally asked a good question Sael Tomek: *He threatens everything that the Tal'Shair stands for Gorath Sar: Me. Name is Gorath. Rank is pretty bad at the moment and my post is janitor. E trSaal: %::after a bit, thinks he remembers:: Gorath Sar: What needs cleaning? Ael tVecj: +KYele+ Ah. Malor Savk: ::stops the men, and looks at Tomek intently:: And just what do You stand for? E trSaal: ::turns around to Ael:: Rekkhai? Status? Ael tVecj: ::nods to Gorath:: Well met. Please dust up here. AtotrLycus: %::sighs, hugs Lera:: Shhh... Calm down... TrIsmail: *What Malor said!! AtotrLycus: % ::hands her a hankie with gold trim on it:: Sael Tomek: *I am a member of the Tal'Shair and will follow their orders no matter what Erv tResan: % ::hugs back:: AtotrLycus: Sarsus> ::sitting at Sci, looking at neat Science stuff:: Gorath Sar: Aye aye. ::Grabs some cleaning supplies from a closet and cleans cleans cleans:: Ael tVecj: You tell me, Eton. ETA to ch'Rihan? TrIsmail: *"I was only following orders"...one of *the* lamest excuses in the book! Malor Savk: ::smiks:; and just what where your last orders given? Ilia tReki: ::performs tac-like duties:: E trSaal: ::turns around, and after a pause says:: ETA, T minus 9 hours. AtotrLycus: % Now just calm down, and tell me evertyhing... Malor Savk: Ael tVecj: Excellent. Sael Tomek: *The Tal'Shair is the our only protection against the barbarians of the federation and other Sael Tomek: culters E trSaal: Orders? Erv tResan: % Ato... believe me - this is not a good time to. Ael tVecj: Maintain course and heading. Make sure Gorath keeps his hands away from the good Ael tVecj: silverware. Sael Tomek: E trSaal: Who, rekkhai? Gorath Sar: ::Drops his rag and looks back at The Order Giver with a mock look of menace:: AtotrLycus: % You always say that. When would be a good time? Or is it you just don't want to tell me? Malor Savk: *::laughs openly, pats Tomek on back:: I hate the federation as much as you Ael tVecj: ::gulps:: Just some good natured ribbing, Et'rhja. Ael tVecj: I am sure I will be honored by your duty. Ael tVecj: ::murmurs to Eton::The big guy. Malor Savk: but I think one of thier greastest strengths is their diverse culture. Gorath Sar: ::Continues his work:: Sael Tomek: *::keeps a staight face:: Erv tResan: % (w) When those Tal Shiar officers leave. Erv tResan: % (w) They scare me. Ael tVecj: >>>>>>>>>>>End Sim<<<<<<<<< Ael tVecj: >>>>>>>>>>>End Sim<<<<<<<<< Ael tVecj: >>>>>>>>>>>End Sim<<<<<<<<< E trSaal: TrIsmail: >>>paused<<< AtotrLycus: % ::eyes go wide:: Did you say... Tal Shiar? E trSaal: ::looks ver at Gorath, waves:: Gorath Sar: ::Waves back:: KYele: ::seriously wonders if everyone in the room is Pagan--everyone says "gods" even OOC..:: Ael tVecj: Ael tVecj: Vaed'rae! E trSaal: