6/12/99 10:09:58 PM Opening "Hnoiyika 6/12/99" Eirl tKaen: who shoudl I be with? Mercura A: How do you cope with no air conditioning? E trSaal: Who should I be with? KYele: Eton, Ilia. Ael tVecj: I thought Ilia and Eton were together... TrIsmail: ((Mercura, **with difficulty**!)) KYele: Eirl, whoever you want. You weren't here last week, right? Ael tVecj: So Eirl, you can join them if they want you. :) Eirl tKaen: right KYele: C'eryl, fans. Lots of fans. Ael tVecj: Ceiling fans, preferably. Eirl tKaen: okay. might as well join Eton and Ilia then KYele: And C'eryl, I thought you were going to keep your other SN? Because you got BYOA? Ael tVecj: Everyone else have a general idea of what to do? E trSaal: Not really. Ilia tReki: ::actually finished the logs:: Ael tVecj: err, where to go? Eirl tKaen: ::shrugs:; have fun, right? Ael tVecj: Right. KYele: Right, Eirl. Eirl tKaen: pose as bigshots? Mercura A: I'm at my folks' and I don't wanna hafta guest acct...because I only have the primary here Ael tVecj: Even better. ;) Ael tVecj: I guest every single week... KYele: Eton, just enjoy yourself, be with Ilia, make your way to the concert hall. CylisCohen: ....also with byoa...there's surcharges for dialing in direct. Ael tVecj: Oh, right. E trSaal: Allright Ael tVecj: Vaed'rae! Ilia tReki: ::hrrau vaed'rae:: TrIsmail: ::hrrau vaed'rae:: Mercura A: ::hrrau vaed'rae:: KYele: ::hrrau vaed'rae:: Malor Savk: ::HV::. E trSaal: ::HV:: Eirl tKaen: ::hrrau vaedrea:: Ilia tReki: E trSaal: Arg! I need to log of for a few minutes so someone can use the phone. E trSaal: Back as quickly as I can be.. Ilia tReki: Ael tVecj: Tonight's Hnoiyika sim is in memory of Deforest Kelley, who reminds us that Star Trek has a Ael tVecj: place not only in our present, but in our past and future as well. Ael tVecj: >>>>>>>>>>Begin Sim<<<<<<<<<< Ael tVecj: >>>>>>>>>>Begin Sim<<<<<<<<<< Ael tVecj: >>>>>>>>>>Begin Sim<<<<<<<<<< Ilia tReki: Ilia tReki: * ::strolls along the path quietly, continuing to think:: Mercura A: ::at concert:: Eirl tKaen: *::wanderign beside Eton and Ilia:: Ael tVecj: ::makes her way towards the concert hall:: Eirl tKaen: Malor Savk: ::runs to Ennarain, uniform dishelved, and bows:: Sorry, I am late Ilia tReki: KYele: * ::steps out from the alleyway, cracking his knuckles, and brushing the dust from his KYele: uniform:: Ael tVecj: Xena> ::sighs::I have misgivings about this mission, Sarsus. Eirl tKaen: *::looks at pretty flowers:: KYele: * ::holsters his disruptor and walks back toward the gardens:: TrIsmail: @::standing outside concert hall:: Eirl tKaen: *::impressed anyone can get them to grow:: AtotrLycus: ::looks at Xena, nods:: As do I. E trSaal: Ilia tReki: * ::blinks suddenly and glances down at her chronometer:: TrIsmail: @::Waves at Ael and party, grins:: Eirl tKaen: *::stops to touch some of the petals:: Ilia tReki: * Ack.. we'd better get going or we're going to be late.. Ael tVecj: ::pulls out binoculars disguised as opera glasses:: Ael tVecj: +Ceryl+ Hows it look inside? E trSaal: *Has it been that long allready? Ilia tReki: Ael tVecj: Xena> What if... Ael tVecj: Xena> What if we turn him into a martyr? Mercura A: +Ael+Calm....the Senator has arrived. KYele: KYele: Malor Savk: ::Gathers composure, still breathless from running 5 miles:: Eirl tKaen: *::hurries along:: AtotrLycus: ::sighs:: I'm still thinking of calling this off. Cobas: Eirl tKaen: *Do you knwo where you're going? ::uncertain where it is:: Ilia tReki: * ::nods to Eton:: Yeah... ::smiles around at the arboretum:: E trSaal: *::follows them:: Ael tVecj: AtotrLycus: I don't want to kill anyone in cold blood. Cobas: E trSaal: *Wow, time files. Ilia tReki: * ::rushes off after Eirl and Eton:: E trSaal: KYele: * ::walks up to Ilia:: Sorry I took so long. Ran into some.. err, snags. KYele: Ael tVecj: Xena> You and your morality... KYele: Ilia tReki: * ::smiles:: What happened..? Thought that guy was going to get strange.. Eirl tKaen: *::looks at K'yele, wonderginw aht that means:: Ael tVecj: Xena> Isn't that how you ended up as Public Enemy #1 in the first place? Ael tVecj: Xena> By being the good guy? KYele: * Ohh, nothing really. He just.. really wanted my money. Ael tVecj: +Ceryl+ Don't let him out of your sight. KYele: * More than I expected. AtotrLycus: ::raises an eyebrow:: By being the honorable guy. E trSaal: *So what happened? KYele: * In any case.. ::glances around the arboretum:: KYele: * Oh, Ilia.. I'm sorry.. I didn't think this place would look so.. artificial. Mercura A: +Ael+ Ohhh, I've got him in my sight..it would appear he has me in his, too AtotrLycus: I'm happy being P.E.1. TrIsmail: @::walks down steps outside concert hall:: AtotrLycus: I know I'm doing the right thing. Mercura A: ::being extremely discreet, but smiling nicely:: Mercura A: ::VERY nicely:: Ilia tReki: * ::shakes her head:: Na, na.. it was lovely.. Ilia tReki: * I've just been to a lot of gardens.. I notice things like that. Malor Savk: ::after arranging uniform, falls in step behind Ael, scanning area:: E trSaal: *Ity wasn't all that bed. KYele: * ::shrugs:: Well.. I just got a communique from the Enarrain telling us to go to the E trSaal: Mercura A: ::shifts in her seat, trying to make the Senator as..interested in the view as possible:: Ilia tReki: * ::briskly retracing their steps:: KYele: concert hall. Eirl tKaen: *::looks around:: i'm just amazed that gardeners can keep things growing Ael tVecj: +Ceryl+ Well, turn on the charm, e'lev. Ilia tReki: Ilia tReki: Ael tVecj: Xena> Honor and the greater good aren't always in partnership... Mercura A: ::just smiles in response to the com:: Ael tVecj: ::glances over her shoulder at Malor:: You look like arreinye... AtotrLycus: In those cases I choose honor. Ael tVecj: ::watching the limos, some airborne and some not, arrive:: TrIsmail: @::bows:: Jolan'tru Enarrain ... looks like we got ourselves quite a treat! Malor Savk: Ennarain, do we really hope to accomplish anything by this? Ilia tReki: * Well, then we'd better get going... ::rushes from the gardens until she reaches the point CylisCohen: ::comes running down a back alley with a couple of thugs CylisCohen: on his tail...makes a quick turn into the concert halls back AtotrLycus: I'm not sure the honorable thing is to kill Pervad. CylisCohen: entrance:: Ael tVecj: ::smiles at Telar:: Hann'yyo to you, we do. Ael tVecj: And you will have an excellent vantage point to watch our main players. Ilia tReki: * .. ::where I already said she was "briskly retracing their steps," at which point she .. Ilia tReki: * .. ::continues doing so:: E trSaal: *:grins::Aren't we? TrIsmail: @ Indeed ... turns out they want me to guest-conduct tonight ... Ael tVecj: Xena> I can't even be sure of where I'll eat breakfast tomorrow. Mercura A: ::smiles invitingly up to the senator:: Malor Savk: I have information that a council exists, that taking out one man is not going to solve anyt Eirl tKaen: *::hurries along beside htem:: Ael tVecj: Xena> Killing Pervad seems to be a way to get through the next day. CylisCohen: ::watches them overshoot the doorway::....::checks something in his coat...smiles:: Malor Savk: anything. Cobas: Ael tVecj: Xena> Everything is upside down. E trSaal: ::to Eirl:: I hope this is interesting. E trSaal: * KYele: * ::walks beside Ilia:: Did you see anything other than the gardens yet? TrIsmail: @ Malor, vah in Ariennye happened? Eirl tKaen: *Intersting!? Killing someone? AtotrLycus: If we assinate Pervad, I'll have to give him a good funeral. Ael tVecj: ::stops smiling:: An elite? E trSaal: *What?? Eirl tKaen: *I thoguht that was our missione later E trSaal: *Are we? No one said anything about that to me. Ilia tReki: * ::shakes her head:: Na.. AtotrLycus: That's the least I could do to make up for it. E trSaal: *I wish I knew. I thought we were just supposed to enjoy the concert. Ilia tReki: * Other than the buildings we passed on the way, anyway.. and you can only glean so much .. Ael tVecj: Xena> You would speak? CylisCohen: ::moving towards the seating area:: KYele: * ::glances at Eton:: For now, yes. Ilia tReki: * .. from the fronts of apartments. KYele: * ::whispers to Eirl:: And not so loud.. Malor Savk: ::at Telar:: You do not want to know.. AtotrLycus: I would. Eirl tKaen: *::whispers back:: Ididn't think I was. sorry. TrIsmail: @ ::shrugs:: I'll take your word on that ... Ilia tReki: * ::smiles slightly:: AtotrLycus: I'd rather call this off. Ael tVecj: +Eton+ Meet us at the front steps of the concert hall. E trSaal: *"For now"? How will we know if we're to do something else? Eirl tKaen: *::worried now, that someone could have heard. looks around carefully:: E trSaal: +Ael+ Ie, Rekkhai. On my way. Eirl tKaen: *I presume the ennarian will tell us CylisCohen: ::stops the seating area....checks it out:: KYele: * ::whispers to Eton:: Our overall mission is to assassinate, of all people, Senator Pervad. Ael tVecj: ::places a hand on Malor's shoulder::We'll discuss what you've discovered after the concert. Ilia tReki: * We'll be told.. ::smiles:: Ilia tReki: <::slowslowslow tonight..;)::> Malor Savk: ::nods:: Ael tVecj: For now. ::winking at Telar:: Enjoy playing the role. Ael tVecj: Xena> Is it your decision, anymore? Ael tVecj: Xena> Seems like the aliens have outwitted us. KYele: * I think it was on the mission brief.. The Enarrain sent it out before we disembarked. Mercura A: ::stands, heads out to the lobby:: TrIsmail: @ ::winks back:: I shall indeed ... E trSaal: < I regognise the name, but don't know who that is> Ilia tReki: * ::runs up to the Hall:: CylisCohen: ::looks to his side....quickly shimmies up a latter to the rafters:: E trSaal: < I thought it was Heb we were after> AtotrLycus: ::frowns:: It's my decision. Eirl tKaen: *::whispers:: do we know he's the same person in this reality? E trSaal: *::approaches the front steps to meet Ael:: KYele: < Heb is the ultimate goal. This is one mission. Pervad is Heb's uncle.> Ael tVecj: E trSaal: *::salutes:: KYele: Ael tVecj: Eton, Malor's... injured himself. E trSaal: Eirl tKaen: *::follows behind them quickly:: E trSaal: ::looks at him:: E trSaal: How, and what injury? KYele: * ::glances over:: What happened? Ael tVecj: +Ceryl+ We're converging outside. AtotrLycus: I know their on my side as much as I know you are. Ael tVecj: +Ceryl+ Shouldn't be long now. Eirl tKaen: *::looks at Malor, curious:: KYele: ::stands in front of the concert hall. Mercura A: +Ael+ Ie. Mercura A: ::heads towards the box level:: CylisCohen: ::viewing the whole sceen from far above.:: E trSaal: ::looks at Malor to see how he's injured:: Malor Savk: @eton:: I just ran into some thugs that is all, couple bruises. Ael tVecj: Ilia tReki: ::straightens her dress uniform::tries not to pick at her disguise too much:: KYele: Thugs.. there seem to be too many in this city. E trSaal: So what do you need from me? "T'y Lenol"? Ael tVecj: +Ceryl+ See if you can extricate yourself from his wooing and meet us outside. E trSaal: Or do you have anything worse than a bruise? Malor Savk: ::@Kyele:: You can say that again. Ael tVecj: Telar...time to make your appearance. KYele: ::rolls up his uniform shirt a bit to display a bruise or two around his abdomen:: KYele: Far too many. Eirl tKaen: ::listening, watching, being paraniod, the usual:: Mercura A: ::turns, slips back out that level and heads out the front door:: E trSaal: K'Yele! that looks unpleasant. Ael tVecj: Xena> ::glances at Sarsus::You're quite sure of yourself. TrIsmail: @::nods:: Then I must take my leave now. E trSaal: It it just bruises? CylisCohen: ::moving from one rafter to another...towards the back of the stage area:: Ilia tReki: ::looks about at all the important-looking people milling about:: TrIsmail: @::enters concert hall:: Mercura A: ::appears outside:: Malor Savk: ::@ Tlar:: As the terrans would say "good luck" AtotrLycus: ::sighs:: I didn't mean that as a good thing. I don't trust that, and I can't trust you. Mercura A: Enarrain. ::slips up beside Ael:: Ael tVecj: ::murmurs to Eton::He's got broken bones...got any ace bandages on you? TrIsmail: @Hann'yyo, Malor ... KYele: Enarrain.. Ael tVecj: ::leans into C'eryl:: Jolan tru. KYele: My bones are not broken. KYele: Just my pride.. E trSaal: ::quietly back to Ael:: Ribs, I presume? Ael tVecj: ::turns to K'Yele, gasping at his bruises:: What happened to you? Ael tVecj: I was speaking of Malor. E trSaal: E trSaal: CylisCohen: ::using a not so stable cable for a hand hold...slips:: Ahh KYele: Ahh.. KYele: A run-in, myself. Malor Savk: ::flinches at Eton's touch:: E trSaal: ::fishes in his "first-aid" kit slung over his shoulder:: Ael tVecj: > E trSaal: Hold still! I need to see what's wrong. CylisCohen: ::crashes to the floor in the middle of the women's dressing area:: E trSaal: ::pokes about Malor's ribcage, very gently:: KYele: ::hears a bit of a crash, and a few feminine screams:: Ael tVecj: KYele: Maybe I should check this out.. I'll be right back. E trSaal: ::pokes a loosefeeeling bit lightly:: Does that hurt? CylisCohen: ::stands:: Sorry...I was just......::jaw drops:: Ael tVecj: Xena> I seem to be all you have at the moment. Ael tVecj: Xena> And I never asked for your trust. E trSaal: ::pulls out a feildsetter:: KYele: ::walks into the concert hall and follows the sound of the screaming:: CylisCohen: ::thwapped in the back of the head by something...:: Eirl tKaen: ::follows K'Yele:: Ael tVecj: ::watches Eirl and K'Yele go:: Eirl tKaen: ::wants something to do, and figures crashes and security mix well:: CylisCohen: ::being punched and kicked mercelessly::....::scrambling for the door:: KYele: ::glances at Eirl:: You go socialize. I can check it out. E trSaal: ::runs the setter over a few spots in his ribcage:: Malor... Ael tVecj: ::offers her arm to Malor and nudges C'eryl to escort Eton:: TrIsmail: @::standing in the wings, waiting for concert to begin, muttering:: Eirl tKaen: ::nods:: okay Malor Savk: ::Follows group:: Ael tVecj: Shall we? AtotrLycus: May I remind you I'm all you have, too? TrIsmail: @Darn crazed fans ... Eirl tKaen: ::heads back to the group:: KYele: ::finds the source of the screaming:: E trSaal: I've set them a bit, but don't exert yourself, or they'll break again. Ael tVecj: Xena> Then... I have nothing. Malor Savk: ::takes Ael's arm , Thankful for the support:: KYele: ::blinks at the door on the partition:: E trSaal: ::awkwardly offers C'eryl his arm:: Ael tVecj: Xena> To the concert, shall we? E trSaal: ::puts the setter back in his kit:: Mercura A: ::smiles, takes it:: CylisCohen: ::makes it out the door...quickly bolting for the closest latter:: AtotrLycus: ::sighs:: Xena... KYele: ::grabs Tylus:: Ilia tReki: ::waits for the coupled crew to file past before falling in behind them:: E trSaal: ::follows Ael, even more awkward that before:: Ael tVecj: Eirl, Ilia...wait here for Sarsus and Xena. Then take seats in the back. KYele: All right, who are you and why.. KYele: ::blinks:: CylisCohen: ::grabs in mid flight:: uggg AtotrLycus: I'm sorry. Eirl tKaen: okay. ::awits:: Ilia tReki: Er.. ie.. Ilia tReki: ::waits:: Mercura A: ::whispered to Eton:: Relax... KYele: ::closes the door to the dressing area:: Ael tVecj: Xena> ::sighs:: So am I. I wish this could all be... CylisCohen: Uh....HI! ::big innocent smile:: Ael tVecj: Xena> Different. Eirl tKaen: ::laughs a little, watching Eton walk away:: KYele: Tylus, you little scamp, what were you up to this time? E trSaal: I'm...::voice squeeks:: I'm trying. Ael tVecj: ::strides into the concert hall like the big bad Enarrain she is:: Mercura A: Ilia tReki: ::smiles:: E trSaal: ::swallows, trues to look less panicked:: Mercura A: ::smiles at Eton:; CylisCohen: ::rubs back:: Down to more like...::looks back over shoulder:: Malor Savk: Ael tVecj: ::holds Malor up:: We get the balcony...seeing without moving. E trSaal: ::flushing for no particular reason:: Eirl tKaen: What's he so worried about? C'eryl doesn't bite. I think. AtotrLycus: I never ask much of people... But I have something to ask of you. AtotrLycus: ::walking to the concert with Xena:: E trSaal: Ilia tReki: (w) I wouldn't stake my life on that, but.. Ilia tReki: ::smiles:: TrIsmail: ::readies self to go out on stage:: Malor Savk: ::nods and starts following Ael:: Ilia tReki: <::ducks::;)> Mercura A: <::just grins::> Eirl tKaen: (w) neither would I, really. but at least I dont' think she'll hurt Eton :) E trSaal: ::tries to stare straight ahead and not blush:: Ilia tReki: (w) Na, probably not. ::nods:: Ael tVecj: ::murmurs:: Can you handle stairs? Or shall we hit the elevator? E trSaal: ::manages to avoid tripping, much:: AtotrLycus: ::looks at Xena:: I'd like another chance. Ael tVecj: Xena> What? Mercura A: ::puts her arm around him to keep him from tripping:: E trSaal: ::squeeks:: Mercura A: < Muh-ha-ha-ha...> CylisCohen: ::rubs back of head..:: Where is everyone else? E trSaal: (w) I'm fine, I can walk... KYele: +Eirl+ Come to the women's dressing area, please. I think I have a little uhlan for you to E trSaal: ::fave turning bright green:: KYele: turn over to the authorities. E trSaal: Mercura A: Very well. Ilia tReki: Lucky you.. Ael tVecj: Xena> ::spots Ilia and Eirl and begins climbing the steps:: Mercura A: ::grins:; Malor Savk: ::looks embarresed:: Stairs, please. KYele: They're waiting for the concert to start. AtotrLycus: (w) I'd like another chance to love you. Ilia tReki: Ah.. here we go.. I'll save some seats. ::smiles:: Eirl tKaen: ::grins, going to enjoy this:: +K'Yele+ on my way Mercura A: E trSaal: Thank ::squeeks, starts again:: thank you though. Eirl tKaen: ::heads to the dressing area:: CylisCohen: What?! ::tries to run...gets about 6 inches before finding he's still being gripped:: Ael tVecj: ::climbs stairs, slowly and elegantly:: KYele: ::holds him tightly:: Mercura A: Ael tVecj: ::talking loudly to cover any groans Malor might make:: KYele: Think of it as protective custody, Tylus. Mercura A: ::walks slowly:: Ilia tReki: ::climbs the steps at a respectful distance from Xena and Sarsus:: KYele: If we can't get to you, we can't hurt you, right? CylisCohen: ...oh man.... Ael tVecj: Xena> ::turns pale white, hearing Sarsus:: Malor Savk: ::climbs stares , holding in the pain with only pride keeping him going Ael tVecj: Xena> ::forces a smie for Eirl and Ilia as she approaches them:: KYele: ::in as much a superior-inferior tone as he can:: E trSaal: ::tries to stay altert, mumbles an apology to C'eryl:: Eirl tKaen: ::enters the dressing area, grins evilly at Tylus:: Eirl tKaen: Jolan tru. This the trouble-maker? Malor Savk: ::see's Xena come up the stairs behind, breath catches:: Mercura A: It's Okay... KYele: ::glances over at Eirl:: Ie. Ilia tReki: ::smiles at them:: E trSaal: (w) What now? CylisCohen: ::sees Kaen:: ....:::sinking lower and lower in his contanace:: Eirl tKaen: Where should I take him? E trSaal: ::has finaly manages to mostly stop blushing:: KYele: ::brings him to her and hands him over, giving her a glance that basically says, "Take him Ael tVecj: Xena> ::gives Sarsus one more fvai-in-the-headlights look:: Ael tVecj: Xena> We ready for our seats? KYele: about as far as the city security office's steps":: Eirl tKaen: ::grabs his arm tightly, disrupotr ready, going to enjoy this:: Ael tVecj: ::pauses, seeing Malor turn: KYele: You know where to take him. Ael tVecj: Is there something you haven't told me about her? AtotrLycus: ::nods, trying not to show the pain he feels:: Eirl tKaen: Come on. We're headed to the City Security Office. ::menacing look:: KYele: Hopefully he'll learn his lesson. E trSaal: (w) What do we do now? Malor Savk: :: Starts back up the stairs, noticing Ael pausing:: Mercura A: Take our seats and enjoy the concert. CylisCohen: ::goes along slowly:: Ilia tReki: ::clears her throat:: Um.. I'm afraid we'll have to take seats in the back.. AtotrLycus: ::sits:: CylisCohen: Can't we cut a deal or somethin? E trSaal: none of this other stuff I've heard about? KYele: ::follows after them:: AtotrLycus: ::sits in his seat:: E trSaal: I mean..I didn't mean... I meant with regards to the mission... Malor Savk: ::shakes head:: No I have said everything. Eirl tKaen: ::grips his arm uncomfortably, pushing him forward:: What do you think? ::threateningly:: Ael tVecj: Xena> ::nods, takes a seat next to Sarsus:: TrIsmail: ::emerges from wings onto stage:: E trSaal: ::blushing again, worse this time:: Mercura A: ::grins:: There are the seats AtotrLycus: ::looks at Xena:: (w) I'm sorry. CylisCohen: Ouw! Ael tVecj: ::nods to Malor, moves to her seat in the front row of the balcony:: Ilia tReki: ::sits next to Xena, saving one more seat:: E trSaal: Ok... Ael tVecj: +Ceryl, KYele, Ilia, Telar+ Report. E trSaal: ::sits down:: Eirl tKaen: Get moving. Ael tVecj: ::sits down:: CylisCohen: ...I think you definent control issues... Ael tVecj: ::waving to the people below:: KYele: +Ael+ We've captured the earlier disturbance, Enarrain. TrIsmail: ::mounts podium, bows to audience:: Malor Savk: Follow taking seat right next to Ael:: Ael tVecj: Xena> ::to Sarsus:: I understand. KYele: +Ael+ It is an Uhlan sincerely lacking in discipline. Ilia tReki: +Ael+ Seated in the back. Eirl tKaen: I think you need a little control. Move it. ::jabs him in the back with her disruptor:: Mercura A: +Ael+ Seated. ::sits:: senator still in his box, stage left. KYele: +Ael+ Eirl and I are currently taking him to the security office. TrIsmail: ::turns to orchestra, raises baton:: E trSaal: +Ael+ Seated. Awaiting orders. Ael tVecj: +KYele+ Glad to have a sense of normalcy... AtotrLycus: (w) I'll switch seats. Ael tVecj: ::lifts opera glasses and squints towards Pervad's box, as indicated:: Ael tVecj: Xena> Don't be dramatic. Eirl tKaen: ::starts pushing him:: TrIsmail: ::commences conducting "4 Sea Interludes from 'Peter Grimes'" E trSaal: ::hopes someone tells him if he's supposed to do something:: TrIsmail: (Dawn Interlude) Ilia tReki: ::glances over at Sarsus:: AtotrLycus: ::raises an eyebrow:: Excuse me? CylisCohen: Hey! I'm a going I'm agoing. AtotrLycus: ::looks at Ilia:: Yes? Ilia tReki: Ael tVecj: +Ilia+ Make sure our two partners relax and enjoy the music... Malor Savk: ::whispers at Ael:: Are we going to wait until the end? Eirl tKaen: ::grins, since he can't see her face:: E trSaal: ::mutters to C'eryl:: Sorry for...making a fool of myself. Ilia tReki: +Ael+ ::whispers:: Ie... ::glances over, hoping they heard that:: Eirl tKaen: ::keeps pushing slightly to make it a bit uncomfortable:: E trSaal: ::looks straight ahead:: Eirl tKaen: ::has a tight grip on his arm:: CylisCohen: ::mumblin:: Ael tVecj: Xena> ::eyes flicker from Ilia to Sarsus:: Mercura A: Don't worry about it. KYele: ::in a stern voice, but equally grinning:: And Tylus, you're truly in for it now. The music Ael tVecj: Xena> ::sighs, leans back in her chair, closes eyes:: KYele: is starting without us. Ael tVecj: Xena> And they say I was an Enarrain in another life. For Arreinye's sake. E trSaal: ::fidgets nervously:: Malor Savk: ::readies himself to escort Ael out, at a seconds notice:: AtotrLycus: ::sighs:: You were too bossy. Ael tVecj: We're just scouting tonight, Malor...seeing who's who... following the cliques. Malor Savk: ::nods:: Ael tVecj: ::whispers::Where have you been all day? TrIsmail: ::music builds to a climax ... begins to ebb away ...:: Eirl tKaen: ::watches streets pass by, every so often jabbing or pulling Tylus uncomfortably:: CylisCohen: Hey...I'm not the one who opted for this side trip// Malor Savk: ::whispers back:: I saw Selok. Mercura A: Mercura A: Malor Savk: ::lowers head:: I know it put the mission in risk. TrIsmail: (Segue: Interlude 2, Sunday Morning) E trSaal: <'Night!> Eirl tKaen: Nah... you were the one who chose to make trouble. You chose it. Ilia tReki: Ael tVecj: ::nearly speaks loudly, ends up hissing::Your father? E trSaal: ::watching the concert:: TrIsmail: <> Ael tVecj: Xena> ::opens her eyes to watch Telar's movements:: Ael tVecj: Xena> ::finds them rythmically soothing:: Malor Savk: ::nods:: I just wanted to look at him, but I ran into some trouble and ended up having to Malor Savk: met him. Ael tVecj: Xena> I am not bossy. Eirl tKaen: ::eventually see's the security office. tries to scare him some more:: Do you knwo what Eirl tKaen: being jailed is like? Ael tVecj: Xena> Arrain t'Reki, do you think I'm bossy? CylisCohen: Yes. Ael tVecj: Well, well... what does he think of you? Malor Savk: ::whispers:: He does not know who I am, but he did see me. Eirl tKaen: Do you really want to repeat it? Ilia tReki: ::jerks out of the music::blinks::looks like a fvai-in-the-headlights:: KYele: No, no, Tylus.. Ael tVecj: <::snickers at Ilia::> KYele: Do you know what it's like being jailed on _N'Bo_? Malor Savk: ::shrugs:: who knows. Ilia tReki: Uh... I... I couldn't venture to say... Ilia tReki: ::whispered::;) Ael tVecj: ::feels she has gained a bit of self-esteem:: Eirl tKaen: ::approaching the steps, slows a little:: Ael tVecj: Ael tVecj: Xena> ::glances at Sarsus again and feels it shatter:: Ael tVecj: ::whispers to Malor::Perhaps you will see him again. Ilia tReki: ::chews on a corner of her lip, thinking that probably wasn't a good answer:: E trSaal: ::still watching the concert:: TrIsmail: ::music fades ... segue: Interlude 3, Night:: Ael tVecj: +Eton+ If you can...come up to the balcony...Malor is in pain... Malor Savk: ::leans down and whispers:: I do know he is very sympthotic to the RLD's cause. KYele: ::taps Eirl and mouths to her:: Let's actually take him inside.. the steps might not be KYele: enough. Ael tVecj: Xena> ::feels her mood change with the shift in music:: CylisCohen: Man, ya'll are psyco! All I did was fall off a freaking latter! AtotrLycus: ::raises an eyebrow:: Are you okay? Ael tVecj: Xena> ::murmurs to Ato::Where do you see yourself in ten years? Eirl tKaen: ::mouths "ie":: KYele: You fell from the rafters of a concert hall you obviously snuck into. Eirl tKaen: You shouldn't have been there in the first place. KYele: They don't allow anyone your age in there. KYele: And you fell into the ladies' dressing area. KYele: In fact.. Ael tVecj: ::gives Malor a surprised look::How do you feel about that? KYele: You violated three penal codes. KYele: That I _know_ about. Eirl tKaen: ::walks him up the steps, waiting outside the door:: CylisCohen: oh Areinnye!!! ::fighting going up the stairs:: CylisCohen: Okay...okay..okay...You win...I'm scarred witless. TrIsmail: <> Eirl tKaen: You think that gets you out of it? KYele: We "win"? CylisCohen: Can we go home already! AtotrLycus: (w) At this moment? In a world that has freedom. I myself? Probrobly dead, if everything's AtotrLycus: been set right. Eirl tKaen: ::opens the door, pushes him inside:: KYele: ::pushes him through the door:: Malor Savk: ::looks down:: I hate Heb, I love my country. I respected my father but hated him because Malor Savk: Heb. Ael tVecj: Xena> Dead or free...not bad odds... KYele: ::grabs onto his shoulder and walks toward the desk:: Ael tVecj: Xena> ::gives Sarsus a half-smile:: Malor Savk: This Selok stands up to Heb.... Eirl tKaen: ::still japping him in the back:: Ilia tReki: ::tries to let the music cover Xena's and Sarsus' discussion, mostly succeeding:: Eirl tKaen: ::waits for K'Yele to speak or act:: TrIsmail: ::music ebbs again ... Segue: Interlude 4, STORM:: AtotrLycus: Dead and free. Once the empire has been stopped, and we have a democracy... I won't be KYele: ::glances over at Eirl:: AtotrLycus: needed. CylisCohen: ::getting a desperate look on his face:: KYele: ::steps around in front of Tylus and kneels:: All right, you little scamp.. had enough? Ael tVecj: ::smiles at Malor:: Perhaps with this Selok, you will find closure. CylisCohen: ::nodsnodsnods:: Ilia tReki: ::furrows her brow slightly, hearing this as the music grows quiet:: Eirl tKaen: ::still grabbing his arms, waits for K'yele's signal to let him go:: Ael tVecj: Xena> You were needed before all this started... Ael tVecj: Xena> You aren't defined by the state. Malor Savk: ::looks down:: I think I will. KYele: Then let us go listen to the concert. From the _seats_. KYele: ::stands and nods to Eirl:: Eirl tKaen: ::lets him go, reholsters her disruptor:: KYele: They'll let a little punk like you in if we, their planet's honored guests, tell them to. AtotrLycus: What do you mean? Ael tVecj: Xena> You're an honorable man. Wont you have a place in freedom? CylisCohen: ::scurries to the door:: Ael tVecj: E trSaal: KYele: ::walks with him:: And before you get any ideas.. Ael tVecj: ::places her hand over his:: KYele: It's the concert or the security office. ::gestures behind them:: Ael tVecj: +Eton+ If you have any painkillers, bring them to the balcony...discreetly. Eirl tKaen: ::walks on the other side of him, still looking menacing:: Malor Savk: ::takes her hand, thankful for someone who finally knows:: CylisCohen: ::looks around::....Concert. E trSaal: +Ael+ (w) Ie. TrIsmail: ::music builds to frenetic climax and ends with a furious coda:: KYele: ::nods to Tylus:: How did I know that would be your choice? AtotrLycus: I won't have a cause or anything. Eirl tKaen: ::grins behind Tylus's back at K'Yele, indicating how much fun this was:: E trSaal: ::during the break between songs, sneaks out as if he has to use the lavitory:: Ael tVecj: ::tries to find a moment to just live in the music:: E trSaal: ::takes the stairs up to the balcony. Ael tVecj: Xena> You'll still have a heart. ::little sigh:: TrIsmail: <> Malor Savk: ::claps loudly:: Ilia tReki: ::starts, having lost herself in the music::applauds:: CylisCohen: ::thinks those two are a couple of sick, twisted folks:: E trSaal: ::walks to the row Ael and Malor are in:: KYele: ::smiles paternally down at him:: I think you'll like the music. Ael tVecj: Xena> ::cheers loudly, from the pent-up emotion:: E trSaal: ::points to an empty seat next to them:: Pardon me, is this seat taken? TrIsmail: ::steps off podium, signs to orchestra to stand, bows to audience:: Eirl tKaen: ::walks quickly back to the concert:: I'd love to hear this music. Let's get going. Ael tVecj: ::turns to Eton:: No, sir. Please, sit. KYele: ((Guys, I hafta leave soon as this sim is over, just to let you know beforehand.)) Ael tVecj: >>>>>>>>>>>End Sim<<<<<<< Ael tVecj: >>>>>>>>>>>End Sim<<<<<<< E trSaal: Thank you, ma'am. Ael tVecj: >>>>>>>>>>>End Sim<<<<<<< KYele: See ya. Great sim! TrIsmail: >>>>>>>>>>paused<<<<<<<<<<<<< E trSaal: Bye K'yele! CylisCohen: ::paused:: Malor Savk: ::paused:: TrIsmail: Hey I managed to do the Readers' Digest version of the Sea Interludes! Ael tVecj: Vaed'rae! Eirl tKaen: ::hrrau vaedrae:: Ilia tReki: ::hrrau vaed'rae:: TrIsmail: ::hrrau vaed'rae:: E trSaal: ::hrrau vaed'rae:: Malor Savk: ::hrrau vaed'rae:: Ael tVecj: Excellent sim tonight. I had a really good time. :) Ael tVecj: Since K'Yele had to step out... the little rogue gets to hold the box. TrIsmail: Au guys might say I was in my "Element" tonight ... *rimshot* Ael tVecj: ::tosses the small jewelry box to Tylus:: Ael tVecj: ::snickers at Telar:: CylisCohen: ::catches it:: AtotrLycus: Huh? E trSaal: AtotrLycus: I don't get it.... Ael tVecj: Which? AtotrLycus: The element joke. Ael tVecj: Oh. Rihannsu worship the four elements. Ael tVecj: Its an expression used a lot. Telar was making a pun. TrIsmail: Plus that mneh'whatchamacallit Ael tVecj: Very punny. ;) E trSaal: I don't think "worship" is the right word... Ilia tReki: Respect..? AtotrLycus: Oh, yeah... What a bad pun... :-) E trSaal: Sounds closer. AtotrLycus: Well, I gotta go. Night, all! Ael tVecj: If we argue about religion, no one's ever going to get promoted tonight... Ael tVecj: ::scowls:: TrIsmail: Well we Rihanha live by the Elements as a code of life ... Ilia tReki: ::snaps back to vaed'rae:: AtotrLycus: ::vaed'rae, but in a rush:: TrIsmail: <> Ael tVecj: And if I get pissed off at people leaving my sim early... Ael tVecj: ::glowers:: E trSaal: ::hrrau vaed'rae again:: CylisCohen: ::must....fight....temptation....to....peek....in.....box:: TrIsmail: ::back hrrau vaed'rae:: Malor Savk: ::back to HV:: Ael tVecj: ::slight smile at Tylus's quivering:: AtotrLycus: Sorry... I have to work on a JL. AtotrLycus: ::vaedrae:: CylisCohen: ::fidgeting:: AtotrLycus: ::um... vaed'rae:: Ael tVecj: ::walks up to Malor:: Ael tVecj: ::grabs him by the ear:: Ael tVecj: ::drags him forward:: Ael tVecj: What in Arreinye are you thinking, lad! Malor Savk: ::screams in pain, is drug to friont:: Malor Savk: ::lowers head in shame:: Ael tVecj: Three logs in two days. Good attendence. Independent action and thought. Ael tVecj: Your own non-player characters... Ilia tReki: ::watches, a fearful look of respect on her face::or maybe a respectful look of fear..:: Ael tVecj: Some example. Malor Savk: ::wonders why he deserve a ear pinch:: Ael tVecj: ::lets go of him:: CylisCohen: <> Ael tVecj: Your actions leave me no choice. Ael tVecj: I must grant you the rank you have earned. AtotrLycus: Ael tVecj: Its as painful for me as it is for you. Ael tVecj: Tylus, make him a Ne'Arrain. Malor Savk: ::ear swollen and looking a bit to much Vulcan, bows:: I am indebted by this honor CylisCohen: ::opens box, takes out pin:: CylisCohen: ::loads it in a rubber band....aims...Fires:: Ael tVecj: ::looks satisfied:: Malor Savk: ::flinches from Pin being shot in the neck:: CylisCohen: <> Ilia tReki: ::winces slightly::tries to avoid looking at the blood:: Ael tVecj: Well, speak. Malor Savk: ::bow again and gets back into ranks:: TrIsmail: <> Ael tVecj: ::threatens to grab his ear first::Every promoted officer must make a speech. Ael tVecj: Malor Savk: ::It has been a honor serving with all of you. Thank you! CylisCohen: <> Malor Savk: I hope to have many adventures with all of you! Ilia tReki: <::cackles slightly::> E trSaal: Ilia tReki: ::applauds raucously:: Ilia tReki: ::hopes his speech was over:: Malor Savk: ::blushiung very deeply , tries to hide:: CylisCohen: :::claps:: Ael tVecj: On to the next order of business.... Ael tVecj: Shall we continue the opera, or continue onto the next day next week? Ael tVecj: I will be at Ilia's, by the way. Eirl tKaen: ::applauds:: Ilia tReki: Then I'd vote for opera.. since Ilia won't have much to do then and there won't be much .. Ilia tReki: scuffling for the keyboard. ;) E trSaal: Me too. Malor Savk: I say that sounds fine with me. Ael tVecj: Oh right... Eirl tKaen: I vote opera if more disturbances happen ::evil grin:: Other wise, I'd like next day Ael tVecj: You're always more active at the Hnoiyika when I'm hovering over your shoulder.. ;) TrIsmail: And the concert has only begun anyways ... if there's an incident at the Ilia tReki: It's strange, really..;) TrIsmail: hall, it would be challenging due to the noise ... Ael tVecj: I think you just like having control of the keyboard and have to justify it somehow. ;) Ael tVecj: Ie, Telar. Ael tVecj: Next order of business... Ilia tReki: ::hums quietly, looking quite innocent of all accusations:: Ilia tReki: Busy week..:) Ael tVecj: I'm thinking of moving this sim to IRC...is there anyone not using AOL 3.0 or higher? TrIsmail: ((IRC???)) Ael tVecj: Internet Relay Chat...or something. E trSaal: Nope, but IRC only works abour half of the time for me. Eirl tKaen: aaak! understanding of computers somewhat required! TrIsmail: ((<~~~has 4.0)) Ael tVecj: I would provide extensive instructions. :) Malor Savk: ((oh,no!!!!.>> WHy?))) Ael tVecj: Oh no? Ael tVecj: Well, the only time I'm ever on AOL is for sims...and I'm only on two...::shrugs:: TrIsmail: TWO? I have 5! Eirl tKaen: ::laughs:: I only have this one Eirl tKaen: but I also have no time Malor Savk: I don't know how to get to IRC!!?? E trSaal: IRC is easy, but it often doesn't connect. Malor Savk: I wish I had 5!! Ilia tReki: Wanna join another one? ;) Eirl tKaen: I wish I had time for 5 Malor Savk: Yeah, what time? Ael tVecj: ERr, I'm on 3. ;) Ilia tReki: 9 pm, Saturdays. ;)p Ael tVecj: ::forgot Freedom...cough:: TrIsmail: Care to join up to observe on the ThunderHawk Wed night Malor? 10PM EDT Ilia tReki: ::tsks at Ael:: Ael tVecj: No no no...Malor's 100% FKA now.. ;) CylisCohen: On 6 myself. Ael tVecj: And the rest of you will all be someday. Ael tVecj: When you've seen the light. ;) Ilia tReki: ;) TrIsmail: hee hee hee Well the THawk is 100% Galae Rihan Ilia tReki: Freedom's 100% insane..! :) Eirl tKaen: sounds like fun Ael tVecj: ::grins at Ilia:: TrIsmail: Ael ... wait'll you see the ISFFGG ... we're officially open for business now Ael tVecj: I'm thinking of starting a new sim... Malor Savk: I will observe, Telar. TrIsmail: Great ... Ael tVecj: ::wants to rip off Crusade:: :) Malor Savk: a star wars one? TrIsmail: B5, Ael? Ael tVecj: Or maybe I'll restart Voyager... Ael tVecj: Nah. I'm done with SWs. Ilia tReki: Ooo.. Malor Savk: Ohhh, I like voyager ;) Ilia tReki: Voy... ::eyes sparkle:: Ael tVecj: The Voyager sim was different from the show.. ;) Ilia tReki: ::awash in nostalgia:: Ael tVecj: Basically, the Voyager B goes after the Voyager A...right? Ael tVecj: ::fans Ilia:: Malor Savk: even better:) CylisCohen: I one time was thinking of a sim set in an ancient Roman colony. Ilia tReki: Yeah.. Ael tVecj: Or, one of my many other sim designs residing on my website. :) Ilia tReki: ::sparkles continue:: Ael tVecj: Ooo, Cylis, that would be cool. Ael tVecj: ::knows a lot about Romans from Xena and Christian mythology:: TrIsmail: Just how ancient and would a certain warrior princess be battling on? Ael tVecj: I designed a sim set on a Rihannsu prison moon. Malor Savk: I always thought of one on the building of the federation. After Cochran. TrIsmail: GMTA Ael! TrIsmail: LOL Ael tVecj: Kinda Hogan's Heroesish. TrIsmail: Wo ist der Kolonel tr'K'Link? Ael tVecj: OOo, a frontier sim. ::eyes light up at Malor:: CylisCohen: Hmm...how 'bout a Red Dwarf sim. Ael tVecj: British Stuff. No!! Ael tVecj: There used to be a Dr. Who sim... CylisCohen: ::evil grin:: Ilia tReki: ::cough::Sailor::cough::Moon::cough::;) E trSaal: Babylon 5? TrIsmail: I used to know a guy at FKA whose SNs included ValyardWho E trSaal: ::listens to only crickets respond. :) :: Ilia tReki: ::joins Eton in the rejected idea corner::;) TrIsmail: Rejected? Heck at ISFFGG B5 is a charter-member group ... Ael tVecj: A lot of my sims have Babylon5 elements... TrIsmail: we need members Ael tVecj: FKA's all Star Trek, all the time. :) Ael tVecj: Sporting the only Klingon sim currently in existence. That we know of. :) TrIsmail: ISFFGG is Trek - plus though :) Ael tVecj: FKA's very xenophobic. And protectionist. And tiny. Ael tVecj: And stagnent... Eirl tKaen: ::wondering how everyone finds time for so many groups:: Malor Savk: Maybe we can change that. E trSaal: How? Ael tVecj: Well, moving to IRC would be something. :) CylisCohen: I've not seen a REAL creative basis for a new sim in along time. E trSaal: Ael, what ever happened to your friend's Mars sim? Ael tVecj: I was just about to start a Neutral SW sim for OGF, but... Ael tVecj: The Mars sim never really was live..its still on my website. Malor Savk: Listen folks, I have to be at work in the morning. Have a good week! Ael tVecj: Night Malor. :) CylisCohen: Did that Romulan starbase sim ever get going? E trSaal: By Malor! Ilia tReki: Night. :) TrIsmail: Later Malor Ael tVecj: Nope. Malor Savk: Night!! CylisCohen: Night Malor. TrIsmail: Well folks try looking up ISFFGG @ Diaspora ...got our folder June 2, TrIsmail: we're open for business Ael tVecj: Congrats! TrIsmail: Thanks Ael tVecj: Heehee..I designed a freighter sim. Ilia tReki: ::thinks she'll sneak off so she can finish the first chapter of her new book::;) Ilia tReki: Night all. :) Ael tVecj: Night Ilia. ;) TrIsmail: Niters Ilia CylisCohen: Night Ilia Ael tVecj: http://canaan.eargle.com/Simming/base.html Ael tVecj: Back in 1995...when I couldn't write.. ;) E trSaal: Byebye all. :) Ael tVecj: Jolan tru Eton. :) TrIsmail: Niters Eton E trSaal: night Ael tVecj: I'll be online as StrmsCalm. Gotta get some stuff done. Feel free to IM. :)