7/3/99 10:07:12 PM Opening "Hnoiyika 7/3/99" E trSaal: Ael tVecj: Okay... Ael tVecj: Malor, you up to playing Selok? Malor Savk: yes Ael tVecj: Tylus, think you could play Heb? Malor Savk: I have made it this far with the character might as well go for the gold :) Ael tVecj: ::smiles:: CylisCohen: Probably not....::sheepishly:: Rather clueless to where we left off. Ael tVecj: Eton? Malor Savk: I do not remember bring Heb aboard/ E trSaal: Aye? Eirl tKaen: I'm pretty confused about where we are. I'm not really sure what's happened. Eirl tKaen: Could somebody help me? Ael tVecj: We were at the concert...a big brawl broke out... E trSaal: ::tried to help her earlier, apparantly failed:: Ael tVecj: We grabbed Heb and Selok and ran off to the Huntress. E trSaal: Yes, t'vecj? Ael tVecj: Eton, think you could play Heb? Ael tVecj: He's nice and evil. :) E trSaal: Um...actually no. Not right now. I'm exhausted and very preoccupied. E trSaal: I'll barely be able to play Eton. Malor Savk: Why are we protecting heb? Ael tVecj: ::grumbles:: E trSaal: But thanks for offering it to me Ael tVecj: We want to stop him...now he's on our ship...isolated from hisc Ael tVecj: cronies and the rest of the world... KYele: I'll play Heb. K'Yele's.. umm, recuperating from ear damage caused by Telar's orchestra Ael tVecj: Doesn't anyone else see that as useful? KYele: conducting. ;) Malor Savk: gotcha ;) CylisCohen: Oh, well then...Mr Heb, meet mister airlock... Problem solved. Ael tVecj: I wanted you to work with Selok, K'Yele. KYele: Oh. Okay. Ael tVecj: Yer all gutless... Ilia tReki: ::ponders:: KYele: Ael, didn't you tell me the reason we're not killing Heb is because "we don't have the guts" KYele: to do it? Ilia tReki: I .. can... do it... I guess.... Malor Savk: LOL KYele: And now we're saying we do want to kill him.. KYele: And you're saying we're gutless. Ael tVecj: Oh sure... Ael tVecj: For weeks, you've been saying you didnt want to kill him... AtotrLycus: You've lost me, K'Yele. I'm confused. KYele: It was in an IM, Ato. Ael tVecj: ::glances at the clock::v Ael tVecj: Vaed'rae! KYele: And, Ael.. you must've been speaking to Mirror-me. AtotrLycus: Gezuntiet@! Ilia tReki: ::hrrau vaed'rae:: KYele: ::hrrau vaed'rae:: E trSaal: ::HV:: Malor Savk: ::hrrau vaed'dra:: Eirl tKaen: ::hrrau vaedrae:: Ael tVecj: Okay. ::clears throat:: Ael tVecj: K'Yele, you will be conversing with Senator Selok. Ael tVecj: I trust you've followed Malor's logs and such. KYele: ::nods:: Ael tVecj: Eton, you will be attending him. Someone's just tried to kill Selok, after all, Ael tVecj: he's pretty shaken up. KYele: Basically, Selok is suspicious but optimistic? KYele: And he wants to meet you. E trSaal: I'm still fuzzy on who selok is. Was he inured, BTW? Malor Savk: will Malor be needed tonight? Ael tVecj: No, Malor... unless you have an itching to play him. Ilia tReki: ::wonders if she was heard before:: Ael tVecj: Ie, Ilia. Malor Savk: No not really, kind of tired and I don't want to get confused. Ael tVecj: But...I found someone who actually *wanted* to do it.. :) Ilia tReki: ::just making sure she didn't put her life on the line just to be ignored::;) Ael tVecj: I admire your courage. ::smiles:: AtotrLycus: Who's playing Heb? Ael tVecj: Eirl is playing Heb. Eirl tKaen: ::nods:: I hope I know waht I'm doing AtotrLycus: Cool. Ael tVecj: Sarsus, you will have the opportunity to speak with Heb. Ael tVecj: Ilia and Tylus, you're with me. ;) That's...everyone, ie? Ilia tReki: ::huzzahs:: Malor Savk: Ie E trSaal: ::repeats himself:: I'm still fuzzy on who selok is. Was he inured? Malor Savk: No Ael tVecj: Oh, I thought I answered that. KYele: Selok was Malor's father in our time. KYele: But he doesn't have a child in this universe. Ael tVecj: Selok is Senator who has been working politically to counteract Ael tVecj: Heb's plans. Eirl tKaen: Please go over one more time where precicely Heb is,a nd who, if anyone, is with him Ael tVecj: In a cell, the bad guy, and no one. ::grins and ducks:: E trSaal: If he's not injured, why do I need to tend to him? KYele: He's just emotionally shaken up. Ael tVecj: You're the closest thing we have to a counselor. E trSaal: I'm a doctor, not a therapist... CylisCohen: Fake it. E trSaal: Oh, ok. I can _try_ :) Ael tVecj: Whatever happened to "Because I said so?" E trSaal: Who's playing Selok? Ael tVecj: ::is getting so soft in her old age:: E trSaal: So Selok's on "our side", if any? Ael tVecj: Malor is playing Selok. Ael tVecj: Selok has no idea what's going on. Malor Savk: me, I am playing Selok Ael tVecj: He's a very harsh, independent man. KYele: I remember when I used to be the closest thing we had to a counsellor. Ael tVecj: but he's drawn to a young man on the ship KYele: That's just because Intelligence Officer doesn't really see much action. E trSaal: By "our side", I meant he's working for the same things we are. Ael tVecj: Ie. Ael tVecj: But he's active, and political. We're quiet, and violent, and sneaky. Ael tVecj: Like good Rommies. Ael tVecj: Any questions? E trSaal: Ael tVecj: KYele: Ilia tReki: (I'd rather we start..;) AtotrLycus: <::listening to ICP's new CD: The Amazing Jeckel Brothers::> Malor Savk: Please let's get started.... E trSaal: AtotrLycus: Ael tVecj: If people came to the sim focused and ready to go, and sent questions through email, we'd be Ael tVecj: set at 10:01. Ilia tReki: ::looks quite quiet:: But we wouldn't know what to do with all that time.. :) Ilia tReki: ::coughs and slides behind her plant:: Ael tVecj: Malor's gang, use #, Heb's, use &. Ael tVecj: >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>Begin Sim<<<<<<<<<<<<<<< Ael tVecj: >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>Begin Sim<<<<<<<<<<<<<<< Ael tVecj: >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>Begin Sim<<<<<<<<<<<<<<< AtotrLycus: KYele: Ilia tReki: ::stands silently behind Ael:: Malor Savk: #::in quarters, "trying" to do some work:: KYele: AtotrLycus: Ilia tReki: Ael tVecj: ::turns around:::Ah, Ilia. Good. KYele: Malor Savk: CylisCohen: ::somewhere in the general area of Ael:: Ilia tReki: ::smiles dutifully:: AtotrLycus: & ::enters where Heb is:: Ael tVecj: *Tylus* To the hwaveyiir. Unless you're grounded. Ael tVecj: ::spots Tylus::Ah, nevermind. Ilia tReki: ::well, not like she has to smile, but... like she's a dutiful person::;) E trSaal: #::beeps Selok's door:: Malor Savk: ::gathers robes:: Enter Eirl tKaen: &::is locked up somewhere wonders how (sarsus? ato?) got in:: KYele: ((Mirror-Sarsus.)) Eirl tKaen: JOlan tru.. ::pacing:: AtotrLycus: Ael tVecj: ::strides into a TL::Follow. E trSaal: #::enters his quarters:: Ilia tReki: ::scuttles behind her:: KYele: # ::follows Eton in:: AtotrLycus: < Doesn't anyone read my messages? :-( >> CylisCohen: ::jumps....follows:: Malor Savk: #::looks at Eton, suspicous:: ie? Eirl tKaen: AtotrLycus: & ::looks at Heb:: Comfortable? E trSaal: #Hello. I'm the ships doctor. ::silently scoffs at that:: E trSaal: #I heard you had a bit of an incident. I wanted to know fi you would let me... E trSaal: #...look you over. Eirl tKaen: &Ie.... as comfortable as I may be while confined. And why is that? KYele: # Don't worry, Eton. Ael tVecj: ::speaks to them and herself::Now...we got two very important, KYele: # He wasn't hurt, I saw to that. Malor Savk: #::looks at Kyele:: And you are..? Eirl tKaen: &::raises an eyebrow with the question:: Ael tVecj: very powerful men on our ship...and I have a sinking suspicion either one or the other is Ael tVecj: going to wind up...expired. AtotrLycus: & Crimes against the Rihanssu. Ael tVecj: This makes me very nervous. E trSaal: KYele: # ::raises an eyebrow:: You forgot me already? Erei'Riov tr'Krei. Ael tVecj: KYele: # The Rihanha who brought you safely out of the concert hall. E trSaal: Eirl tKaen: &::puzzled and worried:: I do not understand. I have committed none, and don't see Eirl tKaen: &how I am suspected of any. Malor Savk: #::recognation reads across face::Oh, yes . Forgive me, I am still a little shaken. Ael tVecj: ::turns her dark gaze on each of her technomages in turn:: KYele: # ::nods:: I can understand that. Ilia tReki: ::looks up with large doe eyes:: AtotrLycus: & I am M'kel Sarsus, leader of the Rihanssu Liberation Directive. E trSaal: #::stands back, watches them both:: Ael tVecj: We can't just leave the sector... Ael tVecj: We have to leave the universe. KYele: # Doctor, can you prescribe some herbal remedy to calm our guest? Ael tVecj: And quickly. Malor Savk: #::turns to Eton:: And you would still like to look me over? AtotrLycus: & We are trying to overthrow the unhumane government you have helped to create. Ilia tReki: ::nods:: Ie... we still have the pattern stored.. AtotrLycus: E trSaal: #Ie, if you don't object, Ael tVecj: ::prods Tylus::I'm sure you've familiarized yourself with this ship's technology? Eirl tKaen: &::inwardly sighs, but doesn't show it:: You, sir, are committing the crime, not I. You E trSaal: #::pulls out his "tricorder" and beeps it at him:: Eirl tKaen: &weaken our people ::angrily:: CylisCohen: ::nods:: Ie, I have. E trSaal: #Are you still feeling shaken up? Malor Savk: #::nods permission:: AtotrLycus: & ::raises an eyebrow:: You seek to opress all that are not rihanssu. E trSaal: #::waving the tricorder ofer him like a good little doctor:: Malor Savk: # Ie Eirl tKaen: &My government is for the improvment of our people, and you attempt to end those improvement CylisCohen: ...and I'm just about through putting it back together. ::grin:: KYele: # ::takes a seat across the desk from Selok as Eton looks him over:: Ael tVecj: ::dryly::Just in time. E trSaal: #With your permission, I'd like to give you a mild sedative. Your system... Malor Savk: #::turns to Kyele:: When may I speak with your enarrain? Ael tVecj: Is there anything we can use to...enhance..the Hnoiyika's Ael tVecj: propulsion and cloaking device? E trSaal: #...is still in stress shock. AtotrLycus: & You seek to improve our people at the cost of others. E trSaal: ::pulls out a hypo:: KYele: # Enarrain t'Argo is very busy at the moment. Eirl tKaen: &I remove plagues and drains from a noble people, allowing them to become better and AtotrLycus: & I wish to give everyone equal rights, no matter race, creed, or sex. KYele: # I came to answer any questions you may have. Eirl tKaen: &strongers Malor Savk: #::looks at Eton:: No, I do not need it. Ael tVecj: ::exits the TL::: KYele: # All right.. E trSaal: #::puts it away:: Ie. But if you experiance trouble sleeping, page me. CylisCohen: Hmm, bits and peices from different systems....yeah, we can boost our systems. AtotrLycus: & You sound like no more then an overagressive Darwin. KYele: # ::replicates three mugs of warm herbal tea:: Eirl tKaen: &::wtih hatered:: You are disloyal to your own in alloweing lesser and weaker species to KYele: # How about this? Eirl tKaen: & leach off of our peopel! E trSaal: <::was about to do that:: : > KYele: # ::hands a mug to Eton, one to Selok, and sits down with one:: Malor Savk: #::looks back at Kyele:: Then start with telling me where you found Malor Savk? KYele: CylisCohen: ::follows her out of TL:: E trSaal: #::smiles, nods to K'Yele:: AtotrLycus: & At once I was called the most loyal. Now, I am quite possibly the most honorable. Eirl tKaen: & I am one loyal to my own, and I will allow no others to trample on them E trSaal: #This will do also. KYele: # Where we found him? He has been part of our crew for as long as I've been here. Malor Savk: #::moves mug to the side and looks at Kyele, waiting for answer:: E trSaal: #::sits down also:: CylisCohen: May take a while to get all the parts put in though. Ael tVecj: ::walks into a holodeck:: AtotrLycus: & I do not wish to. I tried to work with the government to give rights to other races. Ael tVecj: How long? KYele: # ::glances over at Selok:: Ael tVecj: ::gapes a bit at the size:: KYele: # You think your tea is poisoned. AtotrLycus: & I've been forced to take a more militiristic approach. Malor Savk: #Whhy does the military database have no file on him? KYele: # ::sips his own:: KYele: # Galae Records is notorious for spotty recordkeeping. E trSaal: #::does likewise:: CylisCohen: Umm.... atleast 5 hours to get all the parts in. Now, if there's a CylisCohen: certain system you're looking at.... maybe a few minutes. Malor Savk: #if I wanted tea I would have asked for it. Ael tVecj: Etreth, bring up starchart. Eirl tKaen: & Where is the honor and loyalty in allowing, even askign, others to infiltrate our people, CylisCohen: That's without testing it though. Eirl tKaen: &corrupting them Eirl tKaen: ? Ael tVecj: 5 hours...that's pushing it... Ael tVecj: Can you upgrade propulsion in 3? KYele: # ::sighs:: Senator, it was a simple gesture of goodwill. If you don't want to drink your Ael tVecj: ACTION:::Stars appear all around Ael, Tylus,and Ilia:: KYele: tea, that is all right.. but at least stop being hostile? AtotrLycus: & ::raises an intrigued eyebrow:: Where is the honor in genocide and biggotry? CylisCohen: 3....we can get it going. Malor Savk: #::grunts:: I have had every data based shearch. No record on him at all. CylisCohen: ::looking around at stars:: E trSaal: Ilia tReki: ::gazes around at them, a little sleepy still:: KYele: # Perhaps the records were being restricted at your end. Ael tVecj: KYele: # Tabal might have wanted to keep certain galae files from you. Malor Savk: #::looks down at Tea, sighs and takes drink:: Yes I suppose that is possible. Eirl tKaen: &they are free to leave. It is only if they remain unwelcome that we must resort to killing. Ael tVecj: ::looks around at the systems::: AtotrLycus: & Everyone should be welcome. Ael tVecj: If only C'eryl were here... Eirl tKaen: &As for bigotry- it is not biggoted to protect my own Ael tVecj: We need to find a good place to jump, where no one would look for us. AtotrLycus: & Protect from whom? Malor Savk: #::looks back at Kyele:: I also hear Heb and Pervard are onboard. Eirl tKaen: & ::furious:: They weaken us! They take away our culture, our identity, our valuse, our Eirl tKaen: &pride! KYele: # ::nods:: CylisCohen: What's the general plan on getting back? KYele: # They are. For their protection, as well. KYele: # N'bo seems a haven for assassins. AtotrLycus: & They add to our culture. AtotrLycus: & There is no shame in learning from others. Ael tVecj: The technology to produce the wormhole based on the readings we gathered has been integrated Ael tVecj: Ie? Malor Savk: # I want to meet Heb. Ael tVecj: ::hands Ilia a laser pointer and encourages her to make Ael tVecj: lines on the screen:: Malor Savk: Here with no else around. Ilia tReki: :;looking around for a slightly out-of-the-way star that's nearby:: Eirl tKaen: &How? ::bitterly:: By making us question our traditions and taking away the character that KYele: #That may not be possible, but I will ask our Enarrain. Eirl tKaen: &makes us Rihansu!? Ilia tReki: ::blinks and accepts::highly encouraged, swells with self-confidence:: CylisCohen: ::pulls up stuff on his ISD:: Oh...okay. AtotrLycus: & Only by questioning outselves can we truely evolve. KYele: # In any case, I should go now. I'll tell her you wish to meet with both her and Heb. Our AtotrLycus: KYele: doctor will remain here with you. ::nods to Eton:: Malor Savk: # I am a senator for the empire. If I say I want to then I will. Ael tVecj: The Hnoiyika got through one jump...it can get through another. E trSaal: #::gives k'Yele a questioning look meaning "For what?":: KYele: # You are a senator, yes... KYele: # But Heb also has political influence. Ilia tReki: ::scans the screen::traces out a constellation, looking for inspiration thereby:: KYele: # And if he doesn't desire to speak with you, that is his right. Ael tVecj: ::turns to Tylus::When we return...you will be amply rewarded. Eirl tKaen: &Into what?! A people foreign to our own worlds, to our own grand-parents? Malor Savk: #::walks to the window, turning back on Kyele:: Then go ask your enarrain. Ilia tReki: How about that star..? ::points at one a few parsecs away, in a rather empty area:: KYele: # ::stands and bows, setting his tea down:: Our doctor should be able to keep you company.. KYele: You most likely need to talk all this over with someone. Ilia tReki: ::pulls up further info:: No habitable planets... no bases.. KYele: # ::steps out of the office:: CylisCohen: ::not sure what exactly she means by that....but.....turns to Ilia:: AtotrLycus: & We must evolve and change, otherwise we will die out. Eirl tKaen: &It is better not to change into such as the Federation, the Vulcans, the Klingons, than CylisCohen: Looks good. ::looks at readings:: Malor Savk: #::turns and looks at Eton:: So young man, what do you prescribe? Ael tVecj: Is it named? E trSaal: #::looks around helplessly:: E trSaal: #For you. Sleep. Eirl tKaen: & to allow our people to become as them. We shall evolve more traditionally, by conquering, E trSaal: #Or if nothing else, some food and soft music. Ilia tReki: Yes... G35C8... KYele: ((Eton, consel him! You're the counsellor now.)) Eirl tKaen: & through our own arts... other ways AtotrLycus: & We muct become a group of peoples, all with our own culture and traditions, who E trSaal: <::trying::> AtotrLycus: continously learn from and help each other. E trSaal: #But first... Ael tVecj: Awe-inspiring. Ael tVecj: How long would it take for us to get there? Malor Savk: #::takes a seat and chukles:: A senator never sleeps. E trSaal: You seem to be quite shaken up. Moreso than I woudl expect after this time. E trSaal: # KYele: ::taps Ael on the shoulder as he arrives:: KYele: The senator wishes an audience with Enarrain t'Argo. Ilia tReki: ::smiles slightly:: Ie.. ten siurenna, perhaps? E trSaal: #Have you had something happen since the...concert...I'm not aware of? Eirl tKaen: &Have you seen those corrupted by the outside? They have none of the Rihanna in them. They CylisCohen: ::figuring the fastest way to get the parts over and installed. CylisCohen: :: Ael tVecj: Errr, ie. Eirl tKaen: & have lost their pride and strength and identity Malor Savk: # i am feeling my age KYele: He also wishes an audience with Heb. Ael tVecj: Daise'Erei'Riov, go to my office, inform N'bo we are setting course for ch'Rihan. Ilia tReki: ::blinks at her, wondering about her confusion:: Eirl tKaen: &would you wish that on our next generatitions? on our generation? KYele: ::nods:: Why, in case they ask? Ael tVecj: In one hour. Ael tVecj: Get the coordinates of our real destination from Ilia, and program the Hnoiyika. Ael tVecj: ::glances at Ilia and Tylus::Begin upgrades. We haven't much time. E trSaal: #::sits down near him:: Ael tVecj: Where is the Senator? CylisCohen: ::nods:: Ilia tReki: ::nods:: Ie, rekkhai.. E trSaal: #I'm not wise in these things, but I know it's not that. There is fear in your eyes, and not E trSaal: #fear of death. E trSaal: #::skeaping calmly:: AtotrLycus: & Would I wish freedom, equality, and individually on our next generations? AtotrLycus: & Of course. AtotrLycus: Malor Savk: #No I am not afraid of death any more..... CylisCohen: ::Ilia:: So, you want to tackle to AQS or the nacells? Ael tVecj: ::waits for an answer from K'Yele:: KYele: The senator is in his office. Eirl tKaen: &Freedom with no values to guide it, equality trhough lack of identity, and individuality to KYele: And, Enarrain.. Malor Savk: #Maybe afraid of losing something even more than life Ilia tReki: Hmm... the AQS... it ... speaks to me.. ::sounds dramatic:: KYele: If they ask why we're diverting from N'bo, what shall I tell them? Eirl tKaen: &the point of culture loss... those are not desirable E trSaal: #More important than life? Someone you care about perhaps... AtotrLycus: & None of those would happen. AtotrLycus: & Values would adapt, identities would be kept, and everyone would keep their cultures. CylisCohen: You just don't want to have to crawl around the access tunnels in the nacels. Ael tVecj: N'bo is unsafe. Ch'Rihan is the seat of the Empire, and definately Eirl tKaen: & I do not share your optimism. These aliens value little that we do, and will cut off our AtotrLycus: & Many cultures working together. Ael tVecj: where Heb, Pervad, and Selok will best serve their people. Eirl tKaen: & youth, our own, from their roots Ilia tReki: ::looks innocent::watches the ceiling panels:: Malor Savk: #maybe.....or maybe more than one, msybe I am afraid of losing my people. KYele: ::nods:: Ie. CylisCohen: ::grin:: AtotrLycus: & They value the same as we do. Freedom, peace, health, prosperity. E trSaal: #losing your people? To what? Eirl tKaen: & They do not value pride, they do not value strength, they do not value respect AtotrLycus: & They do. CylisCohen: ::tapping on ISD:: I've rerouted most of the Huntresses CylisCohen: systems around the parts we're..."aquiring". KYele: ::enters t'Argo's office and gets on the horn with N'Bo's command center:: Eirl tKaen: & Order would be lost, and with it, prosperity and identity Malor Savk: # To hatred, war and suffering. AtotrLycus: & Who are you to speak? Have you lived among them? Ael tVecj: ::strides down the hallway:: Ael tVecj: #::rings the door to Malor's quarters:: Eirl tKaen: &I have lived on their edge. E trSaal: #::looks at the floor, looks back up at him:: AtotrLycus: & "Their edge"? CylisCohen: We can beam the parts en mass. Malor Savk: #::Looks up at buzzer:: Enter E trSaal: #You seem to carry a heavy burden. E trSaal: #::backs off, salutes Ael:: CylisCohen: ::taps some more on ISD:: Eirl tKaen: & And more recently than a year ago. I lived on a planet in our systems, inhabbited Malor Savk: #::stands and gathers robes:: Eirl tKaen: &primarily by aliens. It was there I first saw the peril we were in E trSaal: #::stand sup as well:: AtotrLycus: & Explain. Ael tVecj: #::enters::Senator. ::bows:: Malor Savk: #Turns to Eton:: Thank you, but I need to talk to the Enarrain. Ilia tReki: ::ponders:: This is going to be fun.. nothing like a strict deadline to make you put the .. Ilia tReki: .. screw in the wrong place.. Malor Savk: #alone CylisCohen: Um, where did we put our ship anyways? < Ael tVecj: ::nods to Eton:: Eirl tKaen: & I was hidden from political trouble on a remote system. Primarily, alien scientists and Ilia tReki: Eirl tKaen: &workers lived there E trSaal: #::bows slightly:: Ie. Ennarian, Senator. Malor Savk: #::turns back to t'A'argo:: Thank you for seeing me E trSaal: #::leavesbriskly:: Ilia tReki: ::smiles slightly:: Shuttlebay (Rihan version?) 5.. CylisCohen: Okay. ::taps more on ISD:: KYele: ::leaves from t'Argo's office:: E trSaal: ::takes a TL:: KYele: ::engages a site-to-site onto the Hnoiyika's hwaveyiir:: Eirl tKaen: & I saw their poor understanding of social structure, respect, orders, and pride. CylisCohen: There...the parts are on the way. KYele: +Ilia+ What are the coordinates? Ilia tReki: ::nods:: Eirl tKaen: &It disgusted me. Since then, I have vowed that we shall not become like them, and I have Ael tVecj: # You're welcome, Senator. Malor Savk: #::Looks determined:: I hope you do not mind if I ask a couple questions? Eirl tKaen: & worked to eliminate their influence Ilia tReki: +K'Yele+ ::tells them to him:: E trSaal: ::arrives in bridge:: AtotrLycus: & You can not understand a people by seeing the worst of them. CylisCohen: ::starts heading for the ship:: E trSaal: AtotrLycus: & And even so, we should try to teach them that they should coexist with AtotrLycus: everyone else. Ael tVecj: KYele: ::programs the coordinates into the Hnoiyika's navcom system:: Ilia tReki: ::follows along:: Ael tVecj: #Not at all, Senator. Malor Savk: # first being, who are you? Eirl tKaen: &The scientists, the diplomats, the colinists. Presumably the bravest and brightest Ael tVecj: #::says without hesitation::I am Enarrain Gab t'A'Rgo of the Eirl tKaen: &These were who I saw Ael tVecj: RES Huntress. AtotrLycus: & ::sigh:: E trSaal: AtotrLycus: & I cannot convince a biggot. KYele: ::glances down, and types in "Third star to the left, and straight on till morning" beside KYele: the coordinates:: Malor Savk: #I am not a fool. t'A'rgo would not have taken steps for our protection like this. Eirl tKaen: &::crosses his arms:: And I cannot convince a traitor. Malor Savk: #::waves hand:: You look like her but you are not. AtotrLycus: & ::nods:: Then I shall leave you to yourself. AtotrLycus: & I shall return later. Ael tVecj: #I am not. Just like Malor is not really your son. CylisCohen: ::finds way onto the Hnoiyika:: KYele: +COM+ Eton, I need you on the Hnoiyika hwaveyiir. We need a course plotted. KYele: +COM+ I don't know how to work this thing. Eirl tKaen: &::nods, looks just beyond him, indicating his lack of respect:: Malor Savk: #::looks surprised, but only a moment:: I do not know what you are talking about? Ael tVecj: >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>End Sim<<<<<<<<<<< Ael tVecj: >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>End Sim<<<<<<<<<<< Ael tVecj: >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>End Sim<<<<<<<<<<< Eirl tKaen: &::decides it is unwise to turn his back, as he would have liked:: AtotrLycus: & ::still showing respect, even though he hates Heb:: Good day. Ael tVecj: I hate to end when there's still stuff to say, but many of us have plans at 11. AtotrLycus: ::AA:: Ael tVecj: Jolan tru, Telar. Sorry you're not feeling well. Ael tVecj: Excellent sim! E trSaal: ::HV:: Ael tVecj: I realize all that preliminary work payed off beautifully. KYele: I agree. Wonderful sim, guys! Loved the political repore.. Malor Savk: yes I do. I will probely do Hebs and Selok confrontation in a log. TrIsmail: ::AA:: ((sorry for missing guys ... was feeling sick today, the Elements Ael tVecj: ::smiles:: K'Yele, would you do the honors? TrIsmail: could not even prevent that)) KYele: Sure. KYele: ::grabs a velvet-lined box:: KYele: ::not THE box, but a box:: Ilia tReki: ::general "awwwww" floats up from the assemblage:: KYele: ::opens it and takes out a gold star sticker:: KYele: ::peels it from its paper and sticks it on Eirl's forehead:: For excellence in the field of KYele: convincingly roleplaying the bad guy. Eirl tKaen: ::beams:: Thank you! ::bows:: KYele: ::steps back:: Speech! Ael tVecj: Sim like that every week, and soon you'll be running this ship. Ael tVecj: ::smiles:: Eirl tKaen: ::pats the star, all ready pealing, back onto her head:: Malor Savk: ::applauds:: E trSaal: ::claps and cheers loudly:: TrIsmail: ::clapclapclap:: Eirl tKaen: Fun part, like bad guys. Can I play another soon? AtotrLycus: Night, all. E trSaal: 'Night Ato Eirl tKaen: Night, Ato TrIsmail: ((Niters Ato)) Malor Savk: Night Ato Malor Savk: I have to go to. Y'all have a good 4th. KYele: You want to play another bad guy? Sheesh, you're as recurring as Mark Lenard or Majel KYele: Barret. TrIsmail: ((Niters Malor)) Malor Savk: Night! CylisCohen: Night Malor. Ael tVecj: Night all. ;) Eirl tKaen: ::laughs:: Yes, I do want to play another Ael tVecj: You may, soon. ;) Ilia tReki: ::applauds her talents as a Bit Player:: E trSaal: ::remembers that term, smirks:: Ael tVecj: ::dashes out:; 7/3/99 11:06:49 PM Closing "Hnoiyika 7/3/99"