7/17/99 10:00:25 PM	Opening "Hnoiyika 7/17/99"

Eirl tKaen:	can I be Heb again this week?
Ael tVecj:	You're volunteering to play Heb? ::beams::
AtotrLycus:	BRB
Eirl tKaen:	I've played him the last two, and I'm enjoying it
Ilia tReki:	Jolan tru, Malor. :)
Malor Savk:	LOlan Tru :)
Ilia tReki:	::waves nervously/politely at the higher-up::
Ael tVecj:	Everyone, please aefvadh the Daise'Khre'riov.
Ilia tReki:	Jolan tru, Telar. :)
TrIsmail:	<<JT qiuu>>
E trSaal:	"aefvadh"?
DKhr ArmGo:	::bows:: Jolan Tru quii.  Hann'yyo Enarrain.
Ilia tReki:	Ooh.. new font.. ;)
TrIsmail:	<<sorry if I'm late>>
Ilia tReki:	Aefvadh to the Hnoiyika, Daise'Khre'riov!  ::holds up a large poster saying the same::
TomekJarok:	Jolan Tru Daise'Khre'riov
TrIsmail:	Aefvadh aboard, Rekkhai ...
E trSaal:	<There is an ST TOS documentary on The Learning Channel, for anyone who cares>
Ael tVecj:	<<I just erased someone's IM...>
Ilia tReki:	<Ack.. any good?  ::curses her cable-less dorm::>
Ael tVecj:	<::would watch it, but is taping the Fifth Element for the heathen Ilia::>
Ilia tReki:	<g>
TrIsmail:	<<::ooooooooooohhhhh Fifth Element!!!::>>
E trSaal:	<Don't know yet, just started>
AtotrLycus:	BAK
E trSaal:	<Ooh! ::LOVES 5th element>
TrIsmail:	<WB Ato>
Ael tVecj:	Okay...I have one more copy of "My Enemy, My Ally" up for grabs...anyone claim?
Ael tVecj:	::stalling for her XO, who's "asking a question" somewhere::
E trSaal:	Is this one of the ST Books?
AtotrLycus:	BRB. AOL errors.
Ael tVecj:	Ie.
TrIsmail:	it's a Diane Duane/peter Morwood original, a sequel I think to
TrIsmail:	The Romulan Way ...
Ilia tReki:	::tries to remember which one she's got::;)
Ael tVecj:	<Prequel, by Diane Duane alone. <g>>
E trSaal:	I _finally_ got an ST book. "Savak", becuase Eirl said it was good
TrIsmail:	<oic sorry>
TrIsmail:	<btw Ael ... Romulan Way and Enemy/Ally will be re-released in
TrIsmail:	Spring 2000 as "Rihannsu Genesis" and
Ilia tReki:	Oooh...
Ael tVecj:	::drool::
Ilia tReki:	They're starting to dig the Rommies? ;)
Malor Savk:	::
E trSaal:	I'll have to look for them.
TrIsmail:	"Swordhunt" and "The Empty Chair" will be released in Fall 2000
TrIsmail:	as "Rihannsu Apocalypse">
Ael tVecj:	Awesome titles... ::knows exactly what they refer to::
Ael tVecj:	Does anyone have any questions on the plot while we wait for K'Yele?
TrIsmail:	<how about them tr'apples eh?>
Ilia tReki:	::doesn't have a clue, but can see new required reading coming::;)
Ilia tReki:	We're warping home tonight..? ;)
TrIsmail:	<au betcha Ilia!>
Ael tVecj:	::snickers at Ilia;:
AtotrLycus:	<Hey-yo. New reading?>
Ael tVecj:	Well...if the world ends in 2000...
Ael tVecj:	You wont have to do any homework.
TrIsmail:	and one of my fave wavs goes "ROM is a FERENGI ... ***I***
Ael tVecj:	No questions? 
Ilia tReki:	Good point!
Ael tVecj:	Malor, you playing Selok?
TrIsmail:	am a Rihannsu" *rihan*
AtotrLycus:	Ugh. Big AOL problems. Gotta restart  the computer.
Ael tVecj:	Hurry back, Ato.
Ael tVecj:	::rambles:: Anyone want to play Pervad?
TrIsmail:	okies here, Ael ::raises hand::
Ael tVecj:	Ie, Telar?
TrIsmail:	::nodnodnods::
TrIsmail:	he's the one under protection right?
Ael tVecj:	Who?
Ael tVecj:	(whom?)
TrIsmail:	or is Selok the guy being protected ...?
Ilia tReki:	(Who isn't right?)
Malor Savk:	ie,I will be playing Selok tonight
KYele:	Sorry everyone.
KYele:	Pressing matters.
TrIsmail:	WB K'Yele
Ilia tReki:	Jolan tru, K'Yele. :)
Ael tVecj:	Jolan tru Daise'Erei'Riov.
Ael tVecj:	We have an honored guest. ::points:: 
Ael tVecj:	#2 man in the FKA. So if you wanna get me fired...talk to him...
DKhr ArmGo:	<<::blushes green::>
TrIsmail:	::sticks an "I'm Pervad watch out for me" sign to himself::
Ael tVecj:	Pervad, Selok, and Heb are all under our protection.
Ael tVecj:	We're continuing from last week...where I believe Pervad was trying to kill
Ael tVecj:	Selok?
E trSaal:	So...since he's here, would this be a bad time to ask about the pasta incident?
KYele:	::bows to tr'ArmGo:: Aefvadh to the Hnoiyika, Rekkhai.
Ael tVecj:	p...pasta?
TrIsmail:	<<::goodygoody I get to play a meanie::>>
DKhr ArmGo:	Hann'yyo, Daise'Erei'Riov.
Ael tVecj:	Vaed'rae!
TrIsmail:	::HV::
TomekJarok:	::HV::
Ael tVecj:	<Aefvadh back, Ato>
Ilia tReki:	::hrrau vaed'rae::
E trSaal:	Surely you remember, Ael, the...incident with the Ferengi ship and the pasta?
Ael tVecj:	::turns a bright green and nudges Eton to keep it down::
KYele:	::hrrau vaed'rae::
E trSaal:	::hrrau vaedrae::
E trSaal:	<Sorry, I sent that before you had us at atention>
Malor Savk:	::HV::
Ael tVecj:	So... Eirl = Heb, Malor = Selok, Telar = Pervad.
Ilia tReki:	::makes notes on her wrist::
Ael tVecj:	Ato? Playing Mirror-Ato?
Ael tVecj:	Ie, he is.
AtotrLycus:	Sorry. AFK for a sec.
E trSaal:	::raises his hand::
Ael tVecj:	Ie, Eton?
Eirl tKaen:	::hrrau vaed'rae belately::
Eirl tKaen:	<sorry. trying to respond to an important e-mail. shall quit that soon>
E trSaal:	::lowers his hand:: Comment withdrawn, sorry.
Ael tVecj:	Very well.
Ael tVecj:	Tomek, you will be in charge of protecting/guarding Selok.
Ael tVecj:	Eton, you'll be with Heb.
E trSaal:	Ie. In the brig, still.
Ael tVecj:	K'Yele, you'll be trying to stop everyone from killing each other.
Ael tVecj:	::smirks:: Ilia and I will be with the plants.
Ael tVecj:	Everyone accounted for?
Ilia tReki:	::stifles a huzzah::
TrIsmail:	ahh, where's Pervad?
Ael tVecj:	And...are the regular crew of the Huntress still locked in their quarters?
KYele:	::nods:: Ie, ihhei! ::refrains from adding a comment about how fair her choices seem to have
Ael tVecj:	::wonders idlely if theyve all starved by now::
KYele:	been::
KYele:	Enarrain.. perhaps it would be better if I played Pervad. I've roleplayed his alternate
KYele:	counterpart up to now..
Ael tVecj:	Very well. 
Ael tVecj:	Sorry Telar..he outranks you.
TrIsmail:	<<back to the Brig I guess to talk with Eton & Heb ...>>
Ael tVecj:	You'll be coordinating security with Tomek. Remember, Ato and Pervad want to kill. 
TrIsmail:	<<don't I know Ael!>>
Ael tVecj:	Any other questions?
E trSaal:	::raises his hand::
Ael tVecj:	Eirl, Malor, KYele, use name placards for easy identification.
Ael tVecj:	::glances at Eton warily:::Ie...?
Eirl tKaen:	okay
E trSaal:	Would it be correct to assume we should not discuss our...modifications to the ship?
KYele:	::slips into a placard reading "Pervad> "::
Ael tVecj:	Ie. That technology should not fall into the wrong hands.
E trSaal:	::nods, steps back::
TrIsmail:	<<::hands sign reading "I'm Pervad watch out for me" to K'Yele::>>
Ael tVecj:	::glances at her chronometer::Right on time.
Malor Savk:	Is Pervard still in my quarters, I can not remember exactly 
Malor Savk:	where we left off? 
KYele:	Malor, he's in the corridor. You just escaped into a lift.
Malor Savk:	That is right!
Malor Savk:	OK, I am ready.
Ael tVecj:	Well, now that Malor is ready, we can begin. ::smiles::
Ael tVecj:	>>>>>>>>>>Begin Sim<<<<<<<<<
Ael tVecj:	>>>>>>>>>>Begin Sim<<<<<<<<<
Ael tVecj:	>>>>>>>>>>Begin Sim<<<<<<<<<
AtotrLycus:	<My Jay & Silent Bob action figures are keeping watch, if anyone cares.>
E trSaal:	<Ok, Eirl, where were we?>
KYele:	Pervad> ::fumes in the corridor, waiting for the next lift::
Ael tVecj:	::stands in the engineering room of the Hnoiyika, feeling...cramped::
Ilia tReki:	::exits the Hnoiyika, making sure to securely lock the door behind her::
Ael tVecj:	<Chasing Amy toys?>
Ilia tReki:	<Oops.. ;)>
Malor Savk:	::exhales a sigh of relief as TL starts moving::
TrIsmail:	::takes TL from brig to Selok's quarters::
KYele:	Pervad> ::glances down at the disruptor in his hands and notices he has emptied its power
KYele:	cells::
Eirl tKaen:	Heb> ::staring at his visitors, in the middle of a political debate::
Ael tVecj:	+Ilia+ Meet you in the Huntress's engineering room in a sireuna.
Ael tVecj:	+Ilia+ I want to go over dismantling their engines.
AtotrLycus:	<Yup! Cost me $40.>
E trSaal:	&Isn't it at least possible for us to absorb cultural aspects without "contamination"?
Ilia tReki:	+Ael+  Ie rekkhai...
KYele:	Pervad> ::sighs and tosses it aside, stepping inside the lift as the door opens:: If I were
Ilia tReki:	::heads that way::
KYele:	a traitor.. where would I go..?
TrIsmail:	::exits TL, walks to quarters, rings chime::
TomekJarok:	::Walks down the corridor towards Selok's quarters::
Ael tVecj:	::takes one last look around her ship, then heads for the airlock::
KYele:	Pervad> Well, if I were involved in a coup with the galae, I'd find some Galae crew.
E trSaal:	&Surely we must have at least _something_ to learn from other cultures
AtotrLycus:	M-Ato> ::wneaking around::
Eirl tKaen:	&Heb> ::shakes his head and sighs:: Sure, that sounds nice, but I've never seen it happen.
TrIsmail:	::notices Jarok, nods:: Jolan tru ... I understand we are
Malor Savk:	Selok> ::exits TL on deck 15 and looks carefully around::
TrIsmail:	to coordinate Security efforts?
Ael tVecj:	<::hands Ato an "s':: :)>
Eirl tKaen:	&Heb> In reality, the bad aspects out weigh the good.
KYele:	((Tomek, you'll find it in severe disarray, disruptor burns, overturned desk..))
Ael tVecj:	::steps into the cargo bay and heads for the corridor::
Ilia tReki:	::walks into the bay, looking around and waiting::
Ilia tReki:	::engineering bay, that is..;)::
TomekJarok:	::turns to Telar:: Yes that is what I was told
TrIsmail:	::rings chime again, wonders why nobody's answering::
Malor Savk:	Selok> ::starts walking fast to nearest com station::
Ael tVecj:	::magic-edits to the engineering door, enters:: Ilia.
KYele:	Pervad> ::decides to start with deck 17::
TomekJarok:	::Opens the door::
Ilia tReki:	Ie?
Ael tVecj:	There are over one thousand hostile crew on this ship. 
Ael tVecj:	I do not want them following us.
Ilia tReki:	::nods::
DKhr ArmGo:	<<Thanks for letting me watch!  Happy simming, and Jolan 
DKhr ArmGo:	Tru! >>
TomekJarok:	::looks into the quarters::
KYele:	Pervad> ::steps out of the lift:: All the decks above here have communications panels..
KYele:	Pervad> ::looks around for one::
Ael tVecj:	<Jolan tru, DKhr!>
Ael tVecj:	<Weren't there 10 here, at one point...?>
Ilia tReki:	We can eliminate all records of our ship here... although their memories are another thing.
AtotrLycus:	M-Ato> ::climbing through a Jeffries tube::
KYele:	((Telar poofed.))
E trSaal:	<Ack, AOL locked up and I just got about 5munites owrth of sim in 30 seconds!>
TomekJarok:	::Runs to the nearest lift after seeing it's condition::
Malor Savk:	Selok> ::Punches in code for security and alerts them to 
Malor Savk:	Deck 15::
Ael tVecj:	<Aefvadh back, Telar>
TrIsmail:	<<::sprays computer with punt-be-gone::>>
Ael tVecj:	::ponders::
KYele:	Pervad> ::taps into a comm panel, using senator override codes to track all recent
KYele:	transmissions::
E trSaal:	&But can't the people use thier own minds to decide what they want to be exposed to?
Ael tVecj:	Can we frame them? Mass mutiny, or something?
E trSaal:	&Are they sheep?
TrIsmail:	::looks inside Selok's quarters:: Oh Elements ... what happened?
Ael tVecj:	Wrap them up in suspicion so their story would never be believed?
Ilia tReki:	::thinks::
TomekJarok:	::Steps into the lift as the alert for deck 15 comes up::
AtotrLycus:	M-Ato> ::finds a circurt board::
KYele:	Pervad> ::pinpoints Selok's:: Elements, the whole of this ship's security team will be on
Eirl tKaen:	&Heb> people cannot choose what they want to be exposed to, becuase in order to choose they
KYele:	that deck soon..
Ilia tReki:	Well, considering that the three highest ranking officers are dead, they haven't got much..
Ilia tReki:	.. hope.
Eirl tKaen:	&Heb> must be exposed to it
AtotrLycus:	M-Ato> ::pulls fuse for the light in Pervad's TL::
TrIsmail:	::gingerly walks through quarters:: Damn whoever did this!
Ael tVecj:	::smiles::
Ilia tReki:	Especially if they tell people that it was a crew from an alternate dimension that has since
KYele:	((I'm not in the lift anymore, Ato.))
Malor Savk:	Selok>::to himself:: I know you are trying to find be 
Malor Savk:	Pervard. I just wonder how you are going to do it?
Ilia tReki:	left. ::smiles slightly::
TomekJarok:	Deck 15 ::stands as the lift moves::
Ael tVecj:	::folds arms:: They will be blamed for the deaths of Gab and t'Callisto.
E trSaal:	&So do you imply that if I were to spend a year on a federation world, I would not have the
E trSaal:	&...presance of mind to not be "corrupted" by them?
AtotrLycus:	M-Ato> ::notices nothing happens, pulls fuse for Pervad's comm pannel::
E trSaal:	&That I couldn't filter out bad things and not emulate them?
AtotrLycus:	M-Ato> ::replaces TL fuse::
KYele:	Pervad> ::turns away from the comm panel anyway, heading toward the nearest lift::
Malor Savk:	Selok> ::goes to nearest recess and wait with a good view 
Malor Savk:	of TL doors::
TrIsmail:	::readies disruptor, checks kalehs at side and on boot::
Ael tVecj:	::looks around::A shame about the ship.
AtotrLycus:	M-Ato>::puts fuse back::
Ilia tReki:	::nods and sighs::
Eirl tKaen:	&Heb> I do not know. I believe if that influence was as a child, perhaps not. And whether or
TrIsmail:	::exits Selok's quarters, moving stealthily::
AtotrLycus:	::plugs a device into the comm pannel::
TomekJarok:	::draws his disruptor and steps out of the lift::
Eirl tKaen:	&Heb> not bad things are emulated, they can have a scarring effect
KYele:	Pervad> ::glances around, and heads to a lift on the other side of the deck::
Ael tVecj:	At least it won't be blown up, like the last Huntress...
Malor Savk:	Selok> ::See's the TL doors open and readies disruptor::
AtotrLycus:	M-Ato> ::looks at scans of Pervad's location:: Come on...
TrIsmail:	::taps panel:: Computer ... locate Senator Selok.
KYele:	((Your disruptor's bereft of power, remember?))
TomekJarok:	::sees Selok and lowers his disruptor::+Telar+ Selok is on deck 15
TrIsmail:	Computer voice> Selok is on Deck 15.
E trSaal:	&So likewise, by your argument, shouldn't childeren also be sheilded from, war...
Ael tVecj:	<Telar bites it again.. :/>
Ilia tReki:	That's something, anyway... ::slight smile::  I hope they won't miss the pieces Tylus swiped
E trSaal:	&...most polotics, hunting, cliques, and all of the other bad things that are part of life?
KYele:	Pervad> ::enters the portside lift and takes it to deck 16::
Malor Savk:	Selok>::see's that it is Tomek and lowers disruptor::
AtotrLycus:	M-Ato> ::uses device to shut off TLs::
Eirl tKaen:	&Heb> Yes. Children rarely are exposed to war. Usually it's a vague and distant fact.
Malor Savk:	Selok:: Throws disruptor on the ground:: it did not work 
Malor Savk:	anyway.
TomekJarok:	Are you okay senator?
Ael tVecj:	Indeed.
Eirl tKaen:	&Heb> The same is true of politics.
AtotrLycus:	::all TLs stop::
KYele:	Pervad> ::steps into the mess hall on deck 16::
E trSaal:	&But in my life, I have been exposed to many unpleasant realities since childhood, such as..
Malor Savk:	Selok> Ie, I am fine but Pervard is trying to kill me.
Ael tVecj:	Would it be easier to board while still in the cargo bay, or take the ship out into space 
AtotrLycus:	M-Ato> ::looks at scanner, growls::
Ael tVecj:	and beam the others aboard?
Eirl tKaen:	&Heb> Hunting is not a bad thing, and cliques are probably not the best experience
E trSaal:	&..those mentioned, yet I am somehow a functioning, productive...
AtotrLycus:	M-Ato>::turns TLs on again.
E trSaal:	&...albeit cinical person.
Ilia tReki:	Hm... board here.  Then there's no transporter record.
AtotrLycus:	<<All text is M-Ato>>
KYele:	Pervad> ::smirks and scrunches into one of the heavy-duty replicator/food slots::
AtotrLycus:	::crawling through Jeffries Tubes::
TomekJarok:	::nods:: Lets get you someplace safe.
Ael tVecj:	::eyes light up:: Good point.
KYele:	Pervad> Etrehh. Deliver contents of food slot 3 to deck 15, section 12-portside.
Malor Savk:	Selok>::nods::
Eirl tKaen:	&Heb> HOw have you been exposed to war and politics? Directly? In the thick of it?
Ael tVecj:	::ponders::Perhaps, instead of dismantling the engines...
Ael tVecj:	We should set an auto-course... so they won't know where wev
TomekJarok:	::Steps back into the Lift:: fallow me senator
Malor Savk:	Selok> ::starts feeling a little faint::
Ael tVecj:	vanished from
E trSaal:	&No, not directly, but through media, and explinations.
AtotrLycus:	::just about Pervad, looking out of a vent::
KYele:	((The lifts aren't working.))
E trSaal:	&But that is how most Rihanna are exposed to the federation.
Malor Savk:	Selok> ::unsteadily follows Tomek onto TL::
KYele:	Pervad> ::shimmers through the replicator/food slot to one of the guest quarters on deck 15:
AtotrLycus:	<about=above>
Ilia tReki:	::thinks::
Eirl tKaen:	&Heb> Precicely. That is acceptable. I wish to prevent the exposure from becoming more
KYele:	Pervad> ::takes a knife from the small kitcheonette and sneaks out of the room::
Eirl tKaen:	&Heb> direct and harmful
TomekJarok:	::Climbs out the Top and reaches back down for Selok::
TrIsmail:	::takes lift to Deck 15::
KYele:	((Telar, the lifts aren't working.))
Ilia tReki:	<::hands Telar a Steve Case head-on-a-stick::>
AtotrLycus:	::pulls out a dagger::
E trSaal:	&But if I could handle it in media, and furthermore, have a clear idea of what I want to be 
KYele:	((Mirror-Ato disconnected all the lifts.))
TrIsmail:	<<and later may have to take a sledgehammer to this computer
AtotrLycus:	<Turned them on again.>
TrIsmail:	if it keeps freezing up>>
KYele:	((Ohh.))
E trSaal:	& and what I don't, woudln't it be fair to say I could live in the federation without losing
TrIsmail:	<<thanks Ilia!>>
AtotrLycus:	::coats dagger with a leathel poison::
E trSaal:	&my "rihanna-ness"?
Ilia tReki:	<Sure thing!>
TrIsmail:	::steps out of lift::
Ael tVecj:	::pressing a finger to my lips in contemplation::
KYele:	((Poor Telar..))
Ilia tReki:	Ie... we can't leave the ship floating at our departure point..
Ael tVecj:	Either way...we won't be followed, I suppose.
Malor Savk:	Selok> Where are we going?
Eirl tKaen:	&Heb> Most people have read war stories and been exposed to war in the media, yet war vets
TomekJarok:	::Gets back in lift as it starts to move::
KYele:	Pervad> ::taps at a console to locate Selok's particular section, then heads there::
Ilia tReki:	Well, not easily..
TomekJarok:	::to the computer:: Deck 5
Eirl tKaen:	&Heb> often return scarred and unable to function properly.
TomekJarok:	Away from deck 15 right now.
E trSaal:	&That is not what i mean. I myself have directly viewed fedaration culture, mostly through..
Ael tVecj:	::smiles::
Malor Savk:	Selok> What are you going to do about Pervard?
Ael tVecj:	<Poor Telar. :(>
AtotrLycus:	::looks at scan of Pervad's location:: By the elements, stay still.
KYele:	Pervad> ::sees no one where Selok should have been::
TrIsmail:	<<::stumbles back on board::>>
E trSaal:	&..._thier_ media, which reflects thier culture.
KYele:	Pervad> Etrehh. Locate Senator Selok.
TomekJarok:	+Telar+ Meet the Senator and myself on deck 5
KYele:	Etrehh> Senator Selok is on deck 5.
TrIsmail:	<<Ael ... this ain't my night ... should I request leave?>>
E trSaal:	&I have been exposed directly to thier thoughts, and have not been perverted.
KYele:	Pervad> ::smirks and steps into a lift:: Deck 5.
Ael tVecj:	<Its up to you how much you can take from your computer.. :)>
Ael tVecj:	<Understand if you want to call it a night>
TrIsmail:	<<I'll give it another ol' college try>>
KYele:	Pervad> ::softly strokes the knife in his hand::
Ael tVecj:	What about one system over?
Ael tVecj:	It'd be so nearby they'd never suspect this one.
Eirl tKaen:	&Heb> You are not all people. Your experience alone will not dicate what happens to our
TrIsmail:	::enters lift:: Deck 5.
Eirl tKaen:	&Heb> culture
KYele:	Pervad> Security should have been all over deck 15..
AtotrLycus:	::begins crawling in tubes near Pervad, following him::
Ilia tReki:	Very true.. ::nods at her::
Malor Savk:	Selok> I request a audience with the Ennarain.
KYele:	Pervad> But.. nobody.
TomekJarok:	::Steps out of the lift and looks around for a second::
KYele:	Pervad> In fact.. I've seen scarcely anyone on this ship.
Ael tVecj:	<Security all over? We're a 13 person crew...<g>>
E trSaal:	&As I said, can those of such weak minds as to be destroyed by bad ideas really...
KYele:	Pervad> Something isn't right..
TrIsmail:	::steps out of lift:: What seems to be the problem, Senator?
KYele:	((He doesn't know that.))
E trSaal:	&...contribute to our empire at all, other than as warm bodies?
Ael tVecj:	<oh. ::blush::>
KYele:	((He thinks it's all some big coup d'etat and the Galae is in on it.))
AtotrLycus:	::pulls out disruptor::
Ael tVecj:	::ponders::Can we rig it to have the engines bust after the ship arrives at the new
Ael tVecj:	destination point?
Malor Savk:	Selok> ::follows Tomek:: The problem is that I was almost 
Malor Savk:	killed by the lack of your security measures>
Eirl tKaen:	&Heb> They can grow to become more, and in being corrupted, they detract from our empire
KYele:	Pervad> ::steps out as the lift stops and pinpints Selok's section::
Ilia tReki:	Hmm... ::nods::  Just need a time estimate and we can set it up.
E trSaal:	&::throws up his hands::
AtotrLycus:	::a disruptor shot comes from the sealing, barely misses Pervad::
TrIsmail:	::catches up with Tomek and Selok:: got here as fast as I
TrIsmail:	could, sorry ...
AtotrLycus:	<sealing=cealing>
E trSaal:	I disagree with your thoughts, but I am forced to concede you do have...
KYele:	Pervad> ::hears it and ducks into crew quarters on that deck::
E trSaal:	&...many valid points.
KYele:	Pervad> ::hides right inside the door, his stolen knife at the ready::
TomekJarok:	::walks infront of the senator still trying to decide where to go::
E trSaal:	&I still do't agree with you, but you are obviously not a raving fanatic, as you have been..
E trSaal:	&...painted to be.
Malor Savk:	Selok> ::looks at Telar:: Maybe you can tell me how you 
Ilia tReki:	::sets up a little list in her mind of what she needs to do::
Malor Savk:	plan to rememdy this?
TrIsmail:	::covering Selok's back::
AtotrLycus:	::jumps down, walks over to the Crew Quarters, holding the dagger::
TrIsmail:	Senator, we are making plans even now. Your safety is of utmost
TrIsmail:	importance to us ...
E trSaal:	&::sighs:: Are you hungry? Yoiu've been in there a while.
AtotrLycus:	::moves his foot just far enough near the door to open it::
Eirl tKaen:	&Heb>::nods, pleased with this statement:: Ie.
KYele:	Pervad> ::hears footsteps:: Whoever you are.. I'm armed..
Ilia tReki:	I can get started on that now, rekkhai, if you like...
KYele:	Pervad> ::sees the door open:: Stay back!
AtotrLycus:	::disturbing whisper:: Pervad...
Malor Savk:	Selok> ::Smirks:: but it wasn't a half hour ago, was it. I 
Malor Savk:	would not have been attacked if it was!
KYele:	Pervad> You Galae traitors! You'll all burn amongst Fire!
KYele:	Pervad> Wait..
E trSaal:	&What can I get you?
KYele:	Pervad> I know that voice.. the assassin with the scar!
E trSaal:	&::chuckles:: that has to be the strangest compliment I've ever given.
Ael tVecj:	::ponders:::You have 20 sireuna.
AtotrLycus:	::standing on the other side of the door, close to the wall::
TrIsmail:	::nods, sighs:: Our apologies, Senator ... it is very "touch-and-go"
Ilia tReki:	Um... ie..
AtotrLycus:	::wearing all black, including the scawl::
TrIsmail:	as the humans would say, and we are having to "wing it"
KYele:	Pervad> You.. stay back! Stay away! I'll not be taken like this!
AtotrLycus:	::face is covered::
Ael tVecj:	Better work fast.
KYele:	((Nono, he's met ya before.))
Ilia tReki:	::links to the helm at the nearest console and sets up a course::
AtotrLycus:	::disturbing whisper:: Why?
Eirl tKaen:	&Heb> :quite surprised to be given options about food:: Anything will do, really
Ael tVecj:	::bows head slightly and exits the bay::
Malor Savk:	Selok> ::shakes head angrily:: Ie, I can see that.
KYele:	Pervad> Because you don't have the right! You want to destroy Heb! All of you!
Ilia tReki:	::types as fast as she can so she can get as much time as possible to work on making the..
KYele:	Pervad> You're betraying our people! And I won't let you kill me until I've stopped you!
Ilia tReki:	::..engine changes as seamless as possible::
AtotrLycus:	::disturbimg whisper:: The Galae is weak...
E trSaal:	&::shrugs, replicates a fairly basic but wholesome "sampler plate" of some foods, and a cup
E trSaal:	&...of tea::
KYele:	Pervad> ::laughs harshly:: Selok feigned ignorance, too.
AtotrLycus:	::disturbing whisper:: You are nothing more then a marionette.
KYele:	Pervad> Where is he now? Somewhere on this deck, comfortably surrounded by Galae security.
E trSaal:	&::deactiveats the force feild long enough to set it inside and re-activeates the friend::
KYele:	Pervad> Where is my boy Heb? Rotting in the brig!
E trSaal:	&I'm sorry for the indignity of this cell. It's not my choice.
Eirl tKaen:	&Heb>::accepts the food:: Hann'yo <or how is that spelled?>
AtotrLycus:	::disturbing whisper:: Heb's death does not matter.
TrIsmail:	<close enough>
E trSaal:	<Hann'yyo, I think>
TrIsmail:	<got it Eton>
KYele:	Pervad> Not to you, veruul.. you assassin fvai don't care about politics, do you? Nothing
KYele:	but money.
E trSaal:	<::does a little dance:: Yay!>
KYele:	Pervad> Well, I have quite a bit of money!
AtotrLycus:	::disturbing whisper, starting to sound more and more like a voice in Pervad's head::
E trSaal:	&May I ask you something else?
AtotrLycus:	::disturbing whisper, by telepathy:: You are Heb's puppet.
Ael tVecj:	<Hann'yyo is correct>
Eirl tKaen:	&Heb>::begins to eat, not certain how he feels about Eton. angry at him because he believes
Eirl tKaen:	&Heb> the stranger's views to be a danger, but pleased with his reasoning::
Ilia tReki:	::finishes up the course and sends it up to the helm::
Eirl tKaen:	&Heb>::cautiously:: Ie..
Ilia tReki:	::gets the time estimate::
KYele:	Pervad> ::blinks:: And you are dead! ::dashes out the door, glaring around to see where to
KYele:	swing his knife::
E trSaal:	&I have 2 questions actually...
AtotrLycus:	::gone::
AtotrLycus:	::disturbing whisper, by telepathy:: How hove you sinned, Pervad?
Ilia tReki:	::goes to work on the making the AQS stop::
E trSaal:	&In your opinion, how does a person's bloodline affect who there are, as a person and...
Ael tVecj:	:;steps aboard the Hnoiyika again::
E trSaal:	&...in society?
KYele:	Pervad> ::looks around:: I haven't sinned!
KYele:	Pervad> I and Heb have been sinned against!
AtotrLycus:	::disturbing whisper, by telepathy:: How have you sinned? Murder... pillaging... theft...
KYele:	Pervad> Those Galae fvaiin tried to kill us both! Our casualties stood for a good cause.
KYele:	Pervad> Theirs.. just treachery!
AtotrLycus:	::disturbing whisper, by telepathy:: What is thy cause?
Eirl tKaen:	&Heb> Bloodline determines part of who a person is, and what they expierience determinse the
KYele:	Pervad> ::glares around, deciding to play this fool's game:: My cause? To avenge my nephew..
Eirl tKaen:	&Heb> rest.
KYele:	Selok must pay.
AtotrLycus:	::disturbing whisper, by telepathy:: Why should you live?
Eirl tKaen:	&Heb> A person's place in society is determined partially by their actions, partly by the
KYele:	Pervad> Because I am right! My nephew and I stand for total peace for the Rihannsu! The
KYele:	Galae betrayed us!
AtotrLycus:	::disturbing whisper, by telepathy:: Why must you... die...?
Eirl tKaen:	&Heb> perceptions of others. Bloodline may lead people to believe that a person will be like
Ael tVecj:	::begins preparations on the Hnoiyika for disembarkment::
Eirl tKaen:	&Heb> their relatives, and it may also, by partially determining who they are, account for
KYele:	Pervad> ::stammers:: I--..
Eirl tKaen:	&Heb> what they make of themselves
Ael tVecj:	+Eton+ Are you with Heb?
E trSaal:	&But does a person's bloodline affect them intrisically, others perceptions notwithstanding?
E trSaal:	&::holds a hand out to pause Heb::
KYele:	Pervad> ::raises the knife::
E trSaal:	+Ael+ Ie rekkhai.
AtotrLycus:	::mentally causes Pervad's body to freeze, in pain::
KYele:	Pervad> ::winces as his body locks up, dropping the knife::
Eirl tKaen:	&Heb>::waits, answer ready::
Ael tVecj:	+Eton+ Please escort him to the nearest transporter room and inform me when you have arrived
Ael tVecj:	+Ilia+ ETA?
AtotrLycus:	::drops down from the cealing::
Ilia tReki:	+Ael+  Approximately ... ::checks::  Ten minutes.
Ael tVecj:	+Ilia+ Hann'yyo.
AtotrLycus:	::stares at Pervad with icy eyes, as he holds the poison-coated dagger::
KYele:	Pervad> ::speaks through his teeth:: You.. will.. never.. win..
E trSaal:	+Ael+ Ie, Rekkhai. "escort" At gunpoint, or politely?
Eirl tKaen:	&Heb>::no longer thinking about their conversation, but wondering where he's going and what
Ilia tReki:	::continues working on the engines, just working on the clean-up of her work so it doesn't..
AtotrLycus:	What are your last words?
Ilia tReki:	::..show up later::
Eirl tKaen:	&Heb> will happen to him and if he can escape::
Ael tVecj:	+Eton+ Whatever way will get him there. Your discretion.
KYele:	Pervad> My.. last words..? Burn in all Fire for what you have done, and may you always be
E trSaal:	+Ael+As in, as a prisoner, or a guest?
E trSaal:	+Ael+ Ie. Over.
KYele:	haunted by the knowledge of how deeply you have betrayed your people!
KYele:	Pervad> ::manages to gather the energy to spit::
Ael tVecj:	::thinks that it no longer maters::
Eirl tKaen:	&Heb>::appears indifferent to tis, but is listening attentively::
Ael tVecj:	<matters>
AtotrLycus:	The elements shall have judgement for ye. I have no people.
AtotrLycus:	::stabs Pervad in the middle of his chest::
E trSaal:	&::unholsters a disrupter, holds it at ready bot not pointed at Heb::
KYele:	::winces and falls to his knees::
AtotrLycus:	::poison makes Pervad hullucionate::
E trSaal:	&I have no desire to subject you to indignities, but I have my orders.
AtotrLycus:	::mentally causes Pervad to remember every pain he has ever felt::
E trSaal:	&If you will walk with me peacefully, things will go better.
KYele:	Pervad> ::blinks to try to clear his eyes, then screams at the new torture::
KYele:	Pervad> ::clenches his teeth as he reaches for the knife he dropped::
E trSaal:	&Is this acceptable?
Eirl tKaen:	&Heb>ie. ::stands, waiting for the forcefield to go down:: Where am I going?
AtotrLycus:	::kneels:: Pervad, thou hast been sentenced to death.
E trSaal:	&To transporter room 2. Beyond that, I don't know.
E trSaal:	::nods to the guard in the room, deactivates the forcefeild::
E trSaal:	&
AtotrLycus:	::whispers:: May the Elements have mercy.
E trSaal:	<Note, this guard is also with us, and covering Heb>
Eirl tKaen:	&Heb>::uncertain whether to follow peacefully or to attempt to escape. Aware that escape on
KYele:	Pervad> ::glares up at him:: Assassin, thou hast been sentenced along with me. ::clutches
Eirl tKaen:	&Heb> a space ship is a poor escape::
E trSaal:	&You look nervous...
KYele:	the tiny dagger in his boot and brings it forward to the soft flesh under Ato's chin::
E trSaal:	&I thounk you should know that we arew not barbarians.
Ilia tReki:	::finishes covering up her tracks::  +Ael+  The engines are ready... 
E trSaal:	&We won't kill you or torture you.
Eirl tKaen:	&Heb> My destiny is unknown, except that I am in the company of my enemies
Ilia tReki:	::glances at the ETA and sets the timer on the engines::
KYele:	::with his dying strength, drags it down the length of his throat and falls over to the
KYele:	side::
AtotrLycus:	::icey glare:: One cannot kill a ghost.
E trSaal:	&Things will be much facilitated if you come peacefully, I can assure you.
E trSaal:	&As I said, we are not set to kill or torture you. 
KYele:	::doesn't see the results of his futile effort, but dies with the hope he took this assassin
KYele:	with him::
Eirl tKaen:	&Heb>::nods, waits for guidance on where to walk::
Ael tVecj:	+Ilia+ Understood. Board the Hnoiyika.
E trSaal:	&::nods to the guard, who leads the way::
Eirl tKaen:	&Heb>::still quite alert, looking for clues about hwat to do::
E trSaal:	&::covering Heb with his disrupter, close but out of striking distance::
Eirl tKaen:	&Heb>::follows::
AtotrLycus:	::grabs his neck, feeling the injury:: Thus falls, tr'Lycus. Rest...
Ilia tReki:	+Ael+  Ie, rekkhai..
E trSaal:	&We shall have to talk again at alater time. This was most interesting.
Ilia tReki:	::erases the camera records of her presence::heads off::
Ilia tReki:	::snaps her fingers and darts back in::
E trSaal:	&::all 3 of them arrive at TR 2::
AtotrLycus:	::drops a cracked red sphere next to Pervad::
Ilia tReki:	::programs the computer to erase all records since their arrival::
E trSaal:	+Ael+ We are at Transporter room 2, rekkhai.
Ilia tReki:	::heads off again::
Eirl tKaen:	&Heb> I cannot say that I hope for thge opportunity, given the circumstances. Ie, it was
AtotrLycus:	::falls, disapears in smoke::
Eirl tKaen:	&Heb> ... Interesting
Ael tVecj:	+Eton+ Leave Heb on the padd and report to the Hnoiyika. 
E trSaal:	+Ael+ Ungaurded, rekkhai?
Eirl tKaen:	&Heb>::moving softly and slowly, attempting to get a glimpse of the coordinites for which he
AtotrLycus:	::leaves only his clothes, the dagger in Pervad, and the cracked red sphere::
Eirl tKaen:	&Heb> is destined::
E trSaal:	<::confused about exactly what the order meant::>
Ilia tReki:	::enters the Hnoiyika::
E trSaal:	&Guard> ::between HGeb and the console, not letting him see it::
Ael tVecj:	<Just go to the Hnoiyika, and leave Heb behind. :)>
Ael tVecj:	+Eton+ Leave the guard.
Malor Savk:	Selok> ::stops walking::where are we going? I demand to 
Malor Savk:	know right now?
Malor Savk:	<.>
Ael tVecj:	+Tomek+ Report.
Ilia tReki:	::goes up to the bridge::  Reporting as ordered, rekkhai.. ::goes to her console::
E trSaal:	&::steps into the pad, looks at Heb::
Ael tVecj:	::nods to Ilia::
TomekJarok:	+Enarrain+ We have the senator
E trSaal:	&::gives heb a respectfull, non-sarcastic salute, and transports::
Eirl tKaen:	&Heb>::waves goodbye::
Ael tVecj:	+Tomek+ Bring him to the Hnoiyika.
Ael tVecj:	ACTION::::Heb vanishes to be stranded on the nearby planet::
TomekJarok:	+Enarrain+ As you wish Enarrain
E trSaal:	::shimmers, arives on the Hnoiyika and makes his way up to the bridge::
Eirl tKaen:	&Heb> ::normally would not, but decides that it is far better to return the courtesy he's
Eirl tKaen:	&Heb> been shown by this one man::
TrIsmail:	::begins to think ... "home at last"::
Malor Savk:	Selok:: Gathers robes :: Finally, some answers!
TomekJarok:	::heads for the Hnoiyika::
E trSaal:	<Did I see him transport as well, or was that after I went?>
Eirl tKaen:	&Heb>::remains, standing on the transporter pad, uncertain of his destiny::
TrIsmail:	::follows Tomek and Selok::
Ael tVecj:	<Heb transported...Eton can see it or not...doesn't matter>
Eirl tKaen:	<oops. ignore last>
Malor Savk:	Selok>::Follows guards::
E trSaal:	::arives on the bridge, stands at attention to Ael::
Eirl tKaen:	&Heb>::stands on strange planet, wondering where he and what shall happen::
Ael tVecj:	::nods to Eton quietly::
E trSaal:	<Is he stranded ala "Space Seed"?>
Ael tVecj:	<Um...he's on a planet...>
E trSaal:	::an odd look in his eyes:: Orders, rekkhai?
KYele:	K'Yele> ::sits on the Predator hwaveyiir in his chair:: Are we off?
TrIsmail:	<does he get the Real Corinthian Leather award?>
E trSaal:	<Uninhabited, I presume? A place where he can actually live?>
Eirl tKaen:	&Heb>::looks about, attempting to find civilization, and failing to see any, begins walking:
Ael tVecj:	<Ie>
E trSaal:	<Ah, ok>
Eirl tKaen:	&Heb>::in search of civilization, food, water, or shelter, whichever comes first::
Ael tVecj:	::waits for Tomek and the Senator to verify that they're aboard::
E trSaal:	<Eirl, I'll just call you Kahn from now on. :) >
TomekJarok:	::steps aboard the Hnoiyika and leads Selok to the Enarrain::
Ael tVecj:	<Kaaaaaaahn!!!!!!>
E trSaal:	<::hands Ael a lozenge::>
TrIsmail:	::follows Tomek and Selok::
Eirl tKaen:	&Heb>::baffled at the speed and ease of his fall from power. from guider of a civilization,
Ael tVecj:	<::accepts::>
Eirl tKaen:	&Heb>he became entirely powerless in one day::
Ael tVecj:	Ilia, fire us up.
TrIsmail:	::salutes Ael, smiles::
Ael tVecj:	::bows to the senator, then nods to Tomek and Telar::
KYele:	K'Yele> I'll take that to mean we're off.
TrIsmail:	::takes Tac station::
Ael tVecj:	::glances at K'Yele::Ie. We're off. We're going home.
Ilia tReki:	::does so::
Ael tVecj:	>>>>>>>>>>End Sim<<<<<<<<<
Malor Savk:	Selok> ::nods to the Ennarain:: I assume you are 
Ael tVecj:	>>>>>>>>>>End Sim<<<<<<<<<
Malor Savk:	preparing to return home?
Ael tVecj:	>>>>>>>>>>End Sim<<<<<<<<<
Ael tVecj:	Vaed'rae.
TomekJarok:	::::HV::
TrIsmail:	::HV::
KYele:	::hrrau vaed'rae::
Ael tVecj:	Sorry Maalor. ;)
E trSaal:	::hrrau verd'rae::
Ilia tReki:	::hrrau vaed'rae::
Eirl tKaen:	::hrrau vaed'rae::
Malor Savk:	::hrrau vaed'rae::
Ael tVecj:	Got a few things to say...
Ael tVecj:	First of all, fantastic simming tonight.
Ael tVecj:	Eirl, second time you've blown me away as Heb. I wish we hadn't had
Ael tVecj:	to strand him. ::smiles::
Eirl tKaen:	::grins. likes Heb. likes all sgvs::
Ael tVecj:	And.. coming back fresh to the sim, after my break last week...
E trSaal:	::really hopes Eton gets to meet Heb again::
Ael tVecj:	I felt like tonight, we all came together. I felt like I belonged to something unique and 
Ael tVecj:	lasting.
Ael tVecj:	I won't get *too* corny, but... I hope you're all as happy here as I am.
Ael tVecj:	::bows::
KYele:	Aww..
Malor Savk:	::wipes a stray tear from his cheek::
Ilia tReki:	::sniffles and applauds::
E trSaal:	::cheers and huzzahs::
TrIsmail:	::clapclapclaps for Ael::
Ael tVecj:	Now...
Ael tVecj:	For someone who has made herself an example of hard work, d
Ael tVecj:	dedication, and improvement.... 
Ael tVecj:	Who has blown our socks off with delicate and controlled SGVing for three weeks in a row...
Ael tVecj:	We have a little token of recognition. 
Ael tVecj:	Eirl t'Kaenmei, step forward.
Eirl tKaen:	::walks forward, grinning::
E trSaal:	::eyes wide, barely restains a cheer::
Ael tVecj:	It is my honor to promote you to the rank of El'Arrain, and
Ael tVecj:	congratulate you on how far you've come.
KYele:	::scuttles away and returns with THE BOX::
Eirl tKaen:	::beaming, enough that her worry about THE BOX doesn't show::
KYele:	::hands over THE BOX::
Ael tVecj:	::accepts::
Ael tVecj:	::gazes at the soft flesh of Eirl's neck::
Ael tVecj:	::picks up the pip::
Eirl tKaen:	::winces slightly in anticipation::
Ael tVecj:	::inserts it through her collar, and then against her skin just enough to make a pinprick of
Ael tVecj:	blood::
Ael tVecj:	::steps back::
Ael tVecj:	Speak.
E trSaal:	<OOh, kinder, gentler hazing>
Malor Savk:	::applauds::Congrats, Eirl !!
KYele:	<You got it, Eton! ;) >
E trSaal:	::cheers and applauds loudly::
Ilia tReki:	::applauds lots::
TrIsmail:	::clapclapclaps for Eirl::
TrIsmail:	*applause*
KYele:	::golfclaps::
Eirl tKaen:	Thanks. I like this. It's even better because I got to earn it by playing a fun role.
Eirl tKaen:	Can I play the next villian?
Eirl tKaen:	::that's about all she has to say::
Ael tVecj:	::chuckles::
Ael tVecj:	Unfortunately, Ato has dibs at the moment. ::smiles:: But you've got next.
TrIsmail:	<<::thinks of course she CAN but wonders if she MAY::>>
AtotrLycus:	I do? ::smiles::
Ael tVecj:	Alright, group. Lets learn a new word!
E trSaal:	What word?
E trSaal:	Riboflavin?
Ael tVecj:	Who can tell me what "aehallh" means?
TrIsmail:	nightmare
TrIsmail:	or monster ghost
Ael tVecj:	::beams at Telar::Ie.
Ilia tReki:	::gazes in awe at Telar::
KYele:	Telar, that's not very fair. You wrote your introductory log in 70% Rihannsu.. give the
TrIsmail:	LOL I have a dictionary here!
KYele:	others a chance? ;)
Ael tVecj:	::chuckles::
E trSaal:	1 a monster or ghost 
E trSaal:	2 an illusory creature, cognate to "nightmare" in terran 
E trSaal:	tradition that "rides" the dreamer to its perdition 
TrIsmail:	<<:P~ K'Yele>>
E trSaal:	3 the image or illusion that one being has of another, 
E trSaal:	as opposed to the true nature of the person in question. 
Ael tVecj:	Next week, we'll learn a verb!
KYele:	So it can mean monster, ghost, nightmare, or prejudice.
Ael tVecj:	Any questions?
KYele:	Na, Enarrain.
Ael tVecj:	Then, dismissed, all.
TrIsmail:	oh ie ::raises hand::
Malor Savk:	everyone have a good week!
Ael tVecj:	Err, Ie, Telar?
TrIsmail:	did someone log this?
Ael tVecj:	Ie.
Ael tVecj:	I'll send it right over.
E trSaal:	'Night all.
TrIsmail:	hann'yyo ...
Ilia tReki:	Night guys. :)

7/17/99 11:26:09 PM	Closing "Hnoiyika 7/17/99"