>You have just entered room "FKA Hnoiyika."
>Ael tVecj: Looks like Ilia's forgotten about the sim.
>Lera tResan: ::bounces in, waves::
>TrIsmail: Elements forbid that ...
>Lera tResan: ::huggles:: :)
>TrIsmail: ::huggles back:: :)
>Ael tVecj: Jolan tru Lera!
>Lera tResan: ::gives Ael a cookie:: ----====O
>Ilia tReki has entered the room.
>Ael tVecj: Thank you. Merry Christmas.
>Ilia tReki: Jolan tru, guys.. ;)
>TrIsmail: Jolan'tru Ilia!
>Ilia tReki: And, Ael, my clock upstairs said 9:55. ;P
>Ael tVecj: Jolan tru Ilia. ;)
>Lera tResan: Ilia! ::hugglesandacookie:: ----====O
>Ael tVecj: What can I say? I missed you. ;)
>Ilia tReki: Oo.. hann'yyo. ::munches::
>Ilia tReki: Aww.. ;)
>Ael tVecj: Hm.
>TrIsmail: Ah, Lera, aren't you forgetting someone ... significant? ::winks 
>evilly::
>Ilia tReki: ::glances around::  Slim pickings today.. no offense, if anyone 
>would take it that way. ;)
>Lera tResan: ::gives Telar a cookie:: ---====O
>Lera tResan: ::and a kiss:: :)
>Ael tVecj: I guess most people are trapped by their parents.
>Ael tVecj: Or SOs, or what have you.
>Ilia tReki: Guess so..
>TrIsmail: Hann'yyo ... ::kisses back:: ::munchmunchmunch::
>Ael tVecj: Poor them. ;)
>Ilia tReki: ::nods::  I think a moment of silence is in order.. ;)
>Lera tResan: ::continues kissing Telar:: :)
>Ilia tReki: As long as it's silently. ;)
>TrIsmail: Silence? what for when I'm the only guy available?
>Ael tVecj: Ewwww.
>Lera tResan: ::pokepokepokes Telar::
>TrIsmail: What?
>Ael tVecj: Heterosexuals are so gross. ::quivers::
>Ilia tReki: ::pats Ael on the back::
>TrIsmail: Ael! That was NOT nice ... so NOT in the spirit of Christmas ...
>Lera tResan: ::sticks her tongue out at Ael:: :P
>Ael tVecj: Errr, you're right, Telar.
>TrIsmail: ::turns attention to Lera:: Yessssssss??
>Ael tVecj: I must be open-minded to all life-forms, big and small, silicon 
>and carbon...
>Lera tResan: ::resumes kissing Telar:: :)
>Ael tVecj: That doesn't mean they can kiss in my chat room! Get an IM, you 
>kids!
>Ilia tReki: ::busies herself with plants so she doesn't have to look::
>TrIsmail: Oh well, then, Lera ... Knock, knock...
>Lera tResan: ::kisses Ael:: :)
>Lera tResan: Better? :)
>Ael tVecj: Errr, no.
>Ael tVecj: There will be no kissing of any sort.
>Lera tResan: Aww...
>Lera tResan: ::Lera's Very Sad Pout::ª
>TrIsmail: ::pokepokes Lera:: Knock, knock ...
>Ilia tReki: ::praises Ael for her tough-but-fair standards::;)
>Lera tResan: Yeeeeees?
>Ael tVecj: So, um, did anyone have a good day? ;)
>Lera tResan: Yup!
>Lera tResan: I got a Tigger Koosh. :)
>Ilia tReki: Eh.. slept til 2!  That's always good! ;)
>TrIsmail: ((wonders if Lera has ever heard a knock-knock joke))
>Lera tResan: ::tickles Telar::
>Lera tResan: Who's there?
>Ael tVecj: Well, good for you. ;)
>TrIsmail: Olive ...
>Lera tResan: Olive who?
>Ilia tReki: ::readies the drums::
>TrIsmail: Olive you Lera & wanna get married no matter what Ael says 
>::grins::
>Ilia tReki: ::rim shots::
>Lera tResan: Aww... ::smilekiss::
>Lera tResan: Niiiiiiiiice to meeeeeee!
>Ael tVecj: You can just bite me. ::grunt::
>Ilia tReki: ::strikes up the violins::which immediately become tense::
>TrIsmail: ::bites Ael:: There. That better??
>Ael tVecj: ::is suffering from post-present depression::
>Ael tVecj: ;)
>Lera tResan: ::giggle::
>Ael tVecj: Hann'yyo Telar...a new scar!
>TrIsmail: Yes. And right on the neck .... soooooooo pretty!
>Ilia tReki: ::oooos and aaahs at Ael::
>Lera tResan: ::snuggles with Telar::
>TrIsmail: ::believes Ael has no joy whatever::
>Lera tResan: ::gives Ael a cookie:: ----====O
>TrIsmail: Just the 4 of us?? Geeze there were more people aboard the Minnow 
>before crash-landing @ Gilligan's Island ...
>Lera tResan: ::gives Ilia a plant:: :)
>Ael tVecj: Ael has no joy? She has C'eryl. ;) She has a ship full of slaves 
>willing to serve her every need.. ;)
>Ilia tReki: Ooo.. hann'yyo, Lera!
>Lera tResan: ::and another cookie:: ----====O
>Ilia tReki: Oooooooo...
>Ilia tReki: ::munches happily::
>Lera tResan: ::with milk:: ----====[_]
>Ilia tReki: And I don't know about every need...
>Ilia tReki: Oooooooooooooooo.... but..... I'm out of cookie...
>TrIsmail: OK ... then let Lera & me tie the knot ... it won't hurt, Ael, 
>promise it won't ... ::Telar's Incredibly Innocent Look::
>Lera tResan: ::gives her another cookie:: ----====O
>Ilia tReki: Hann'yyo! ::beams at her::
>Ael tVecj: Please justify why a tiny *military* vessel would allow 
>marriage?
>Ilia tReki: ::dunks and munches alternately::
>Lera tResan: Pie? ----====|>
>TrIsmail: They ALL do, that's why!
>Ael tVecj: They don't even allow *women* in RL.
>TrIsmail: RL?
>Ael tVecj: Is one of you willing to move back to ch'Rihan and raise 
>children?
>Ilia tReki: Hann'yyo again!  ::saves it for later::
>Ael tVecj: real life.
>TrIsmail: LOL IRL, women command more Rihanha vessels than do men! 
>ROFLMDRAO
>Ael tVecj: Indeed.
>Ael tVecj: We're a matriarchal society.
>Ael tVecj: Just like the Vulcans. :)
>TrIsmail: so what's this RL stuff?? heh??
>Ilia tReki: So.. nice knowing you, Telar.. ;)
>Ael tVecj: I will not allow *families* on my ship.
>Ael tVecj: It damages moral.
>Ael tVecj: morale.
>Lera tResan: Does not!
>Malor Savk has entered the room.
>Ilia tReki: Jolan tru, Malor! ;)
>Ael tVecj: Heya Malor! Merry Christmas!
>TrIsmail: Jolan'tru Malor!
>Ael tVecj: It does. We are all one big family.
>Lera tResan: ::bigsqwishyLerahuggles Malor:: :)
>Ilia tReki: And kids are scary...... ;)
>Ael tVecj: If your loyalty to your spouse was greater than your loyalty to 
>me, I would have to kill you.
>Lera tResan: ::gives him a cookie:: ----====O
>Malor Savk: Jolan Tur and Merry christmas to you all :)
>Ilia tReki: ::ducks into her plants to start working on the pie quietly::
>Ael tVecj: Loyalty to kids over loyalty to me is even more inappropriate in 
>a combat scenario.
>TrIsmail: Ael is just afraid Lera's gonna show up for the ceremony a la the 
>Betazoids ... and that gives her the creepos...
>Ael tVecj: Did you get everything you wanted, Malor?
>Malor Savk: ::gobbles christmas cookies::
>Ael tVecj: I'm using serious arguements here...
>Malor Savk: I never get everything I want ;) But I got some good loot this 
>year!
>Ael tVecj: If you don't require logical justification, then I won't think 
>up all this stuff. ;)
>TrIsmail: Oh really?? ::looks at Lera:: You mean she thinks one of us would 
>be a double agent?
>Ael tVecj: Are you at home, Malor? In good ole NC?
>TrIsmail: I'm willing to sacrifice for The Cause ... I'm pretty sure the 
>same is true about Lera as well, Ael :P
>Malor Savk: Yep. you?
>Ael tVecj: Nope. San Fran.
>Ael tVecj: She's not willing to sacrifice her loyalty to you for the cause.
>Ael tVecj: You guys want to sim? :)
>TrIsmail: No WONDER! ::turns to Lera:: She's gonna leave her HEART there 
>... in San Francisco ...
>Ilia tReki: ::looks up from her pie::  Hm..?
>Ael tVecj: Pie..::looks vulturish::
>TrIsmail: She's NOT? I doubt that, Ael.
>Ilia tReki: ::eyes grow large as she sees Ael::
>Ilia tReki: ::shoots her arms out and offers the rest::
>Ael tVecj: If I could ever get down to Castro street, I'd try...
>Ael tVecj: ::begins to peck at the plate::
>Lera tResan: ::gives Ilia more pie:: ----====|>
>Ilia tReki: Aww.. hann'yyo!
>Ilia tReki: ::hides it from Ael::
>Ael tVecj: ::sniffs the air::
>Ael tVecj: So lets vote...yes or no for sim?
>TrIsmail: Sim ...
>Ilia tReki: ::shrug::
>Ael tVecj: No shrugging allowed. ;)
>Malor Savk: sim
>Ilia tReki: Bah. ;)
>TrIsmail: C'mon guys this is the last Hnoiyika Sim of 1999!!
>Lera tResan: ::shruggles:: :)
>Ilia tReki: ::nods to Lera::
>Ael tVecj: Okay, well, sim! :)
>Ael tVecj: Vaed'rae!
>TrIsmail: ::HV::
>Lera tResan: ::hrrau vaed'rae::
>Ilia tReki: ::hrrau vaed'rae::continues hiding the pie::
>Malor Savk: ::hrraue vaed'rae::
>Ael tVecj: We'll start at breakfast time in the seedy hotel's diner at 
>daybreak on Day of Air.
>Ael tVecj: Any questions?
>TrIsmail: nope...
>Ilia tReki: ::blank stare::
>Lera tResan: ::raises her hand::
>Ilia tReki: ::nods slowly::
>Ilia tReki: ::looks around for someone to shadow::
>Lera tResan: What's Day of Air?
>TrIsmail: It's their version of Christmas sans presents I think.
>TylusJadon has entered the room.
>Ael tVecj: Ho Tylus! :)
>TrIsmail: Jolan'tru Tylus!
>TylusJadon: JT all
>Ael tVecj: We're just about to get started. :)
>Ilia tReki: Jolan tru, Tylus. :)
>Ilia tReki: No presents...?
>TylusJadon: Ceryl's on her way
>Ilia tReki: What's the point?
>Arr C tSom has entered the room.
>TrIsmail: Ooooooooooooo 7 of us ::rubs hands:: more like it.
>Ilia tReki: Jolan tru, C'eryl! :)
>TrIsmail: Jolan'tru C'eryl
>Ael tVecj: Duuuuude. ;) One shy of full attendence. ;)
>Ael tVecj: err, two, but still. ;)
>Arr C tSom: JT...sorry about being late...
>TrIsmail: Yes, where's K'Yele?
>Ilia tReki: K'Yele's skipping again.. ;)
>Ael tVecj: Hope he didn't get grounded again. :)
>TrIsmail: And t'Vah'shername?
>Ilia tReki: Probably just got roped into family stuff. ;)
>Ael tVecj: She's with her husband's folks, probably
>Ael tVecj: And wishing she was here. ;)
>Ael tVecj: We're starting out at daybreak in the seedy motel, over 
>breakfast, planetside, on the Day of Air.d
>Ael tVecj: Any final questions?
>TrIsmail: There is NO place to spend Xmas than the Hnoiyika ... :)
>Ael tVecj: I'll tell my judgemental relatives in the next room that, Telar. 
>;)
>Ael tVecj: >>>>>>>>>>>>Begin Sim<<<<<<<<<<
>Ael tVecj: >>>>>>>>>>>>Begin Sim<<<<<<<<<<
>Ilia tReki: ::looks festive::
>Ael tVecj: >>>>>>>>>>>>Begin Sim<<<<<<<<<<
>Malor Savk has left the room.
>Ael tVecj: ::scrambles eggs::
>Ilia tReki: ::looks more festive as the camera finishes fading in::
>TrIsmail: ::in diner in Taj Inn on Aurgesis Prime::
>Ael tVecj: ::fvai'in eggs, of course::
>Ael tVecj: ((What a pretty planet name...try to remember for next week :) 
>))
>TylusJadon: ::milling about in a corner::
>Ael tVecj: ::looks around warily at all of her crew::
>Ilia tReki: ::sips at her tea and munches some toast-looking stuff::
>Ael tVecj: I know its a personal question...
>Ael tVecj: ::dumps eggs onto Lera's plate first::
>Arr C tSom: ::wonders why Ael'vna looks so wary::
>Ael tVecj: But any of you folks actually followers of Air?
>Ael tVecj: ((btw, I have no idea what I'm doing, so feel free to RP amongst 
>yourselves.. ;) ))
>Ilia tReki: ::shakes her head at Ael::
>Ilia tReki: I'm Earth, myself...
>TrIsmail: ::exchanges glances with Lera, wonders vah'Ariennye Ael could be 
>talking about::
>Ael tVecj: ::dumps eggs on Telar's plate::
>Arr C tSom: <Hm, I think Aquarius is an air sign...>
>Ilia tReki: But .. it's a nice, upbeat holiday, so.. why not? ::smiles::
>Ael tVecj: Hot sauce, anyone? Imported from Kll'[inghanna.
>Ilia tReki: ::edges back a little::
>Ael tVecj: ::nods to Ilia::Very...light...breathy..
>Ael tVecj: ::smiles at C'eryl::Well then.
>TrIsmail: I'll have a little of the hot sauce, I think ... on the side 
>please.
>TylusJadon: ::walks slowly over to the table, taking his seat::
>Ael tVecj: ::finds a tiny fondue cup and pours hot sauce into it::
>TrIsmail: ::willing to try almost anything in cuisine::
>Ael tVecj: ::sets it down with the rest of the eggs::
>Arr C tSom: ::doesn't care for hot sauce, avoids it::
>Ael tVecj: ::picks up her blue magic marker::
>Ilia tReki: ::gets another piece of bread and spreads some jelly over it::
>Ael tVecj: ::leans over C'eryl's face:: Hold still...
>TrIsmail: Hann'yyo ... ::pours sauce over a bit of eggs, tries them:: 
>Hmmmmm ... tasty.
>Ilia tReki: ::raises an eyebrow at Ael and C'eryl::
>Arr C tSom: ::holds still, wonders what is going on::
>Ael tVecj: ::draws a kite on her cheek::
>TrIsmail: Ihhei, to quote Theodore tr'Roosevelt, "Bully!" (I think that 
>meant mnekha btw)
>Ael tVecj: ::squints at Telar::
>Arr C tSom: ::admires kite in a shiny plate:: Oooo...
>Ael tVecj: Your day will come.
>Ael tVecj: Coffee?
>Malor Savk has entered the room.
>Arr C tSom: Memememe
>Ael tVecj: ::thinking we really need to hire a new cook::
>Ilia tReki: <Aefvadh back, Malor.. ;)>
>Ael tVecj: ::nods to Malor, who is sitting in front of a plate of eggs::
>Arr C tSom: ::NEEDS coffee::
>Ael tVecj: ::pours black coffee that would tar a roof for C'eryl::
>TrIsmail: Try the hot sauce with the eggs, Malor ... Kll'inghan and quite 
>good, too ...
>Ael tVecj: The coffee is Andorian.
>Arr C tSom: ::looks at the coffee:: Um..Hann'yyo...::grabs the sugar bowl, 
>proceeds to dump half its contents in the tar--err, coffee::
>Ael tVecj: ::looks blithley at Telar::And this would be the "kitchen 
>cabinet"?
>Arr C tSom: ::does the same with the creamer...hopes its cream.....::
>Malor Savk has left the room.
>Ael tVecj: ::mutters::And I thought the borders were closed...
>Ael tVecj: ::primly sits down in front of her food::|
>Ilia tReki: ::sips at her herbal tea demurely::
>Ael tVecj: ::picks up a tiny fork::
>Arr C tSom: ::stirstirstirstir::
>Ael tVecj: ::watches Tylus eat::You know, in a few years...
>TrIsmail: ::sips at Valerian Root tea::
>Arr C tSom: ::smells coffee..feels the caffeine invading her system from 
>the scent::
>Arr C tSom: ::hopes the stuff doesn't give her a heart attack::
>Ilia tReki: ::watches what she expects to be a very good show coming from 
>C'eryl::
>Ael tVecj: There won't be steak enough aboard for the boy.
>Ael tVecj: ::pats the napkin in her lap and looks refined::
>Lera tResan: ::eats her eggs::
>Arr C tSom: :sips::
>Malor Savk has entered the room.
>Ael tVecj: ::doesn't notice the hot sauce running down her chin::
>Ael tVecj: ((Jolan tru again Malor))
>Lera tResan: <::hugglecookies C'eryl:: ----====O>
>Arr C tSom: ::nearly chokes::
>Ael tVecj: Ah...what would be a holiday without cookies...
>TrIsmail: ::thinks "steak?" when viinerine is what counts::
>Arr C tSom: ::takes napkin, wipes off Ael's chin::
>Ael tVecj: ::glances at C'eryl::Are you alright?
>Ael tVecj: ::squirm::
>Arr C tSom: Ie, ie...strong stuff.
>Lera tResan: ::hears "cookies", looks up::
>Malor Savk: <Mannn...!!!! I did not think I was getting back in>
>Arr C tSom: <::huggles, munches::>
>Ael tVecj: ::smiles at Malor while patting C'eryl's arm::Cookie?
>Arr C tSom: ::sips again:: Strong, but strangely addicting
>TrIsmail: ::goes back to toast & eggs w/hot sauce::
>Arr C tSom: <w> kind of like you ::grins slyly::
>Ael tVecj: Addicting? ::yanks the mug away::Perhaps it is a spy!
>Ael tVecj: ::blushes greenly::
>Ael tVecj: ::sets the mug down::
>Lera tResan: ::kisses Telar:: :)
>TrIsmail: (( ROFL Ael! ))
>Arr C tSom: ::takes mug back::
>Ael tVecj: Lera...
>Ael tVecj: Not at breakfast, please.
>Lera tResan: Hmm?
>Ael tVecj: There are children here. ::nods to Tylus::
>Lera tResan: Aww... but it's a holiday!
>Ael tVecj: ::rumbles::
>TrIsmail: Children ... ::snorts:: Indeed, Ihhei.
>Arr C tSom: ::notes look on Tylus's face at the "children" remark::
>Lera tResan: <::hugglecookies Tylus:: ----====O>
>Ael tVecj: ::feels embarrassed and outnumbered::
>Ael tVecj: ::mutters::And you wonder why we don't have shoreleave...
>Arr C tSom: ::smiles at Ael'vna, pats her shoulder::
>Ael tVecj: ::pouts and shoves eggs into her mouth::
>Ilia tReki: ::bites a corner of her toast, reveling in being a spot of 
>calm::
>TrIsmail: ::secretly plans on tracing Ael's bloodlines after mission to see 
>if she may have been a descendant of Rev Jerry tr'Falwell::
>Arr C tSom: <Doubtful, tr'Ismail>
>TrIsmail: (We shall see, C'eryl ... all this "children" & "no 
>marriages/families" stuff is terrible)
>Ilia tReki: (But.. ... ... ::restrains herself::)
>TylusJadon: <::takes hugglecookies with a smile::>
>TrIsmail: ::sips at tea::
>Ael tVecj: (Isn't Jerry pro-marriage?)
>Arr C tSom: ::sips coffee, remembers the last time she saw an 
>Andorian...figures his foul mood may have been triggered by this
>stuff::
>Ael tVecj: ::watches Ilia, finding calm in her plant-likeness::
>TylusJadon: <Maybe Ismail and Lera should adopt me...:>>
>Arr C tSom: <Dunno, but doubtful>
>Arr C tSom: <Dear gods, Tylus....>
>Ilia tReki: ::looks around at the sudden silence::
>Arr C tSom: <Oh...yeah, jerry's for marriage....I misunderstood>
>Ael tVecj: ::avoids the tar and sips her distilled water::
>Arr C tSom: ::finishes her food, was hungry::
>Ael tVecj: ((Cmon, guys, make this fun! ::prods them with painsticks::Sim! 
>Sim!))
>TrIsmail: (He's all for marriage, but he wouldn't allow Lera to get married 
>'cause she wants to show up without a stitch on! ROFL)
>Lera tResan: ::finishes her eggs::
>Ilia tReki: So.. what are they doing here for the festivities...?
>Ael tVecj: ::leans back::
>Ael tVecj: I think they're having parachuting trips.
>TrIsmail: ::finishes breakfast:: I suppose we should get outside and see 
>what's going on?
>Arr C tSom: ::looks over at Tylus:: Did you receive any gifts today?
>Lera tResan: ::leans her head on Telar's shoulder::
>Ael tVecj: And some parasailing.
>TylusJadon: ::looks up, sorta:: Nothing really.
>Arr C tSom: ::frowns::
>Ilia tReki: ::raises her eyebrows::thinking she wants to stay inside::
>Arr C tSom: Here..I have something for you.
>Ael tVecj: ::imagines Ilia parasailing::
>Ilia tReki: ::does too::sure she wants to stay inside::
>TrIsmail: Parachuting and parasailing trips ... in THIS dustbowl? Really 
>Ihhei?
>TylusJadon: oh?
>Arr C tSom: ::gives him a gift wrapped in cloudprint paper, a gift 
>befitting air day::
>Ilia tReki: Maybe... they'll have kites.... or small balloons..........
>Arr C tSom: <You get to decide what it is>
>Ael tVecj: ::wonders who "him" is::
>Arr C tSom: <Tylus, our token child.>
>TylusJadon: ::takes it, looking it over slowly:: Umm..thanks. ::small 
>smile::
>TylusJadon: ::looks at it somemore::
>TylusJadon: ::starts to unwrap::
>Ilia tReki: ::watches Tylus::
>Ilia tReki: ::tries to mentally hurry him::
>Ael tVecj: ::watches him unwrap::
>TylusJadon: ::manages to open up one end...looks in and sees......::
>Ael tVecj: ::and watches...::
>Ael tVecj: ::grips her seat::
>Ilia tReki: ::leans in unconsciously::
>TylusJadon: IT'S A BOMB!
>Ael tVecj: ::falls over backwards in her chair::
>Ilia tReki: ::blinks at him::
>Arr C tSom: <You had better be kidding>
>Lera tResan: ::shrieks::
>Ael tVecj: ::chokes::
>Malor Savk: ::ducks::
>TylusJadon: ::smirks as everyone hits the floor::
>Ael tVecj: ::thud::\
>Arr C tSom: ::looks at him with crossed arms, smirking::
>TrIsmail: ::rocks back and forth laughing at the prank::
>Ilia tReki: ::looks at him sideways through slitted eyes::
>Arr C tSom: ::chuckles::
>TylusJadon: ::quickly finishes unwrapping before they kill him::
>Arr C tSom: <Good idea>
>Ael tVecj: ::peeks up::
>TrIsmail: C'mon everyone, if it had been a real bomb we'd have been all 
>blown to Kingdom Come by now ...
>Ael tVecj: ::notices C'eryl still sitting in her chair::
>Ilia tReki: ::plots work schedules::
>Ael tVecj: ::plots torture::
>Ael tVecj: ::stands up::
>Ael tVecj: ::brushes herself off::
>Arr C tSom: ::wonders if Tylus is gonna show it to everyone or not::
>Ael tVecj: ::looks benignly at C'eryl::Does that really represent air? I 
>would think more Fire...
>Ael tVecj: ::purses her lips::
>TylusJadon: ::pulls out a fancy lokking gagetish thing::
>Ael tVecj: Something else to break the ship with...mnenka.
>Arr C tSom: ::rubs Ael'vna's shoulder again::
>Ael tVecj: ::feels much less grumpy after being scared out of her mind::
>Ilia tReki: ::turns her head slightly, trying to figure out what the 
>present is::
>TylusJadon: Thanks ::smiles:
>TylusJadon: <<ummm....it's a camara attachment for a holographic 
>multicorder....yeah, that sounds good>>
>Arr C tSom: You're welcome.  My father gave me one like it once...never did 
>figure out everything it did.  Should keep you
>occupied for a little while ::grins::
>Ael tVecj: (what would be the point? Isn't a multicorder *already* a 
>camera?)
>Arr C tSom: <Ah, OK>
>Ael tVecj: ::rights her chair::
>Ael tVecj: ::sits down::
>Ilia tReki: <I thought it was a tricorder wannabe...?>
>Ael tVecj: ::grabs C'eryl's coffee and the hot sauce::
>Arr C tSom: <Not in visible light>
>Ael tVecj: (Oooh, multicorder...I was thinking camcorder)
>TrIsmail: Au OK Lera?
>Lera tResan: ::nods::
>Ael tVecj: ::mixes them together::
>Ilia tReki: <::tsktsks Ael::>
>TrIsmail: ::chuckles:: After what I've been through, I *knew* that was a 
>prank ...
>Arr C tSom: ::quizzical look at Ael::
>TrIsmail: (( Elements!!! Coffee & Kll'inghan hot sauce??? ))
>Ael tVecj: (What? I'm tired. ;) )
>Ael tVecj: ::takes a sip::
>Ael tVecj: ::feels much better::
>Ilia tReki: <Not for long..;)>
>Ael tVecj: You're right...addictive.
>Ilia tReki: ::watches Ael::eyes bulge::
>Arr C tSom: ::feels a weird sensation in her tummy::
>TrIsmail: (( ROFLMDRAO Ael!! ))
>Ael tVecj: ::looks calmly around at all of them::What?
>TrIsmail: Coffee with Hot sauce, Ihhei??
>Ael tVecj: Eggs with hot sauce, Telar?
>Ael tVecj: What's the difference?
>TrIsmail: Well, eggs I can understand but ... coffee??
>Arr C tSom: ::decides to run and change and go look outside...figures 
>airier clothes would be more appropriate::
>TrIsmail: Au mean it tastes good?
>Arr C tSom: ::changes::
>Arr C tSom: ::goes past the dining area and looks out the door::
>TrIsmail: (( ::pokepokes Ael:: ))
>Ael tVecj: >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>End Sim>>>>>>>>>
>Ael tVecj: >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>End Sim>>>>>>>>>
>Ael tVecj: >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>End Sim>>>>>>>>>
>Ilia tReki: ::finishes off her tea and toast::
>Ael tVecj: Great going, Tylus. :)
>TrIsmail: Loved the "Bomb" prank ....
>TylusJadon: Thanks
>TrIsmail: Bomb ... James Bomb!
>Ael tVecj: LOL!
>Lera tResan: Cute.
>Arr C tSom: Like I would bomb us...
>Ilia tReki: Well.. who knows..?  Great way to move through the ranks..
>Lera tResan: ::cookies everyone::
>Lera tResan: ----====O O O O O O
>Ilia tReki: Not to mention any inheritance Ael might have for ya. ;)
>Ilia tReki: ::catches a couple::munches::
>TrIsmail: HEY! Ilia, that's Kll'inghan not Rihan!
>Ael tVecj: ::rumbles::
>Ael tVecj: Good point, Telar. ;)
>TrIsmail: LOL Hann'yyo Ihhei ...
>Ilia tReki: Well... one never knows... ;)
>Ilia tReki: Oh, uh.. nothing personal, C'eryl.. ;)
>Lera tResan: ::sniffles::
>Arr C tSom: ::chuckles::
>Ilia tReki: ::offers some of her hidden pie::
>Lera tResan: ::points to the cookies::
>TrIsmail: ::munchmunchmunch::
>Ael tVecj: ::eating ice cream calmly::
>Lera tResan: ::gives Ael ice cream:: ----====<O
>Malor Savk: I have to run folks! i hope everyone had a great christmas and 
>I will see ya'll next week!
>Ael tVecj: I already have ice cream.
>Ael tVecj: Bye Malor! :)
>Malor Savk: Night!
>TrIsmail: Later Malor!
>Malor Savk has left the room.
>Ilia tReki: Night Malor!
>Ilia tReki: Bah!
>Ilia tReki: ::munches on her pie, grumbling about timing::
>Arr C tSom: ::huggles Ilia:: I missed him too.
>Ael tVecj: ::pats Ilia on the back::
>TrIsmail: Well, I shall be back next week ... see you all Jan 1 2000 ... 
>hope your computers are safe from the Y2K bug!
>Ael tVecj: Jolan tru Telar!
>Arr C tSom: I hope mine is...
>Ael tVecj: C'eryl, yours is brand new...its fine. :)
>Ilia tReki: Night Telar! ;)
>Ilia tReki: ::makes sure to get it in well in time::
>Arr C tSom: Night Telar
>TrIsmail has left the room.
>Ael tVecj: ::will be with Ilia, staring raptly at the machine::
>Ael tVecj: ;)
>TylusJadon: Nighters all.
>Ilia tReki: Night guys. ;)
>TylusJadon has left the room.
>Ilia tReki has left the room.
>Ael tVecj: Night Ilia...::babble::
>Ael tVecj: Well my turn. :)
>Ael tVecj has left the room.
>Arr C tSom: ::huggles Lera:: Night
>Arr C tSom has left the room.