4/18/98 9:54:39 PM Opening "Hnoiyika 4/18/98" Eirl tKaen: um... remember I told you I'd be going to camp in August? Ael tVecj: And that is the most important thing about simming. Ael tVecj: Yup. Eirl tKaen: now I may not be. I'm going to Japan instead, in July Ael tVecj: Ooooooo... please don't tell Ilia. At least, let her down first..;) Eirl tKaen: Oh.. and humble appologies, but I also must miss two sims in June since I will be in Hawaii Eirl tKaen: Okay, I'll be kind :) Ael tVecj: They have computers in Hawaii. ::snorts:: ;) Eirl tKaen: has anyone told you yet what the Japanese I was using two weeks ago meant? Eirl tKaen: Well, that presumes I have access to any, and am not out climbing volcanos :) Ael tVecj: "Screw you Christy, you evil whore"? ;) Yeah, I think Ilia translated. Ael tVecj: She was sitting right next to me. Ael tVecj: Jolan tru Lera. Eirl tKaen: If that's what she told you, I'm in trouble :) Erv tResan: Jolan tru, everyone. ;) EtonTrSaal: Jolan Tru all. Eirl tKaen: Jolan tru, Lera, Eton EtonTrSaal: What'd make you in trouble? Ael tVecj: It seemed fairly harmless, as I recall. Eirl tKaen: More like a very bad attempt at "everyone is quiet" Ael tVecj: ::puts her Xena stuff away for a half-hour:: Ael tVecj: Oh yeah. Ael tVecj: Everyone be nice to Dawnmar. She is a guest. :) Eirl tKaen: is she someone you know from your life offline? EtonTrSaal: Jolan Tru, Dawnmar. Ael tVecj: I don't have any friends offline. ;) She's from DragonRealms. Ael tVecj: Well, that's not true. ::looks at the guy passed out in my bed::: I do have one. Ael tVecj: He doesn't have AOL though. :/ EtonTrSaal: Jolan Tru, K'yele. Ael tVecj: Jolan tru partner! Eirl tKaen: ::giggles:: Eirl tKaen: Jolan tru, K'yele :) Erv tResan: Jolan tru, K'Yele. Dawnmar: Jolan Tru all :-) DErvKYele: Jolan Tru, all! :) Ael tVecj: Eirl, will you be revising the role of Ms. Virgil Knox? DErvKYele: Finally, we have kinda slightly respectable attendance! :) Eirl tKaen: um... maybe someone had better explain what happened last week Ael tVecj: 6. Our minimum. ::smirks:: Eirl tKaen: I don't know, since I don't know if someone played her DErvKYele: I'll be both my characters. :) Ilia tReki: ::dashes in:: Jolan tru, all! :) Ilia tReki: ::pants and collapses behind her plant:: EtonTrSaal: Jolan Tru, Ilia. :) Eirl tKaen: Jolan tru, Ilia Ael tVecj: Last week...we practiced our Federation Standard and played house. DErvKYele: Jolan Tru, Ilia! Erv tResan: Jolan tru, Ilia. DErvKYele: And found clues. Eirl tKaen: someone please explain what the heck you two are talking about? ::meekly:: Ilia tReki: ::points at her flashing corder:::) DErvKYele: But, if you read my log ::glare::, then you know your main duty is to stall the trial for DErvKYele: about an hour. DErvKYele: Perfect, huh? :) Ael tVecj: You wrote a log? DErvKYele: Oh, wait, I didn't send it! Eirl tKaen: I don't recall getting your log DErvKYele: Silly me! :) Ael tVecj: :::folds arms and looks at K'Yele::: Indeed. EtonTrSaal: Jolan Tru, Retor. Ael tVecj: Retor! Retor EtoK: > Erv tResan: Jolan tru, Retor! Eirl tKaen: Jolan tru, Retor Ael tVecj: Good attendence to impress the guest. ;) Eirl tKaen: Cool! was it fun? Dawnmar: LOL DErvKYele: Jolan Tru, Retor! Ael tVecj: Was it cold? Retor EtoK: Fun, yes. Retor EtoK: Cold, a little Ael tVecj: :::runs off to read the log:: Ael tVecj: 19 hours??? DErvKYele: If it changes the plans a bit, I'm sorry, I meant to send it out a bit earlier than this. :) DErvKYele: ::shrugs:: Time passes. :) Ael tVecj: Oh sure, the XO can override the Enarrain's plans anytime. I don't mind. ;) DErvKYele: ::sighs:: DErvKYele: Do I detect a tone of bitterness? DErvKYele: :) Ael tVecj: Seeing as I didn't have any plans... Thank Arreinye you wrote something. ;) DErvKYele: Thank the Elements, you mean? Ael tVecj: Oh, Ie. Ael tVecj: ::clears throat, polishes her pointy ears:: Ael tVecj: Retor, wanna play Heb? Ael tVecj: Welcome Mar! Everyone be nice to Mar too. :) Retor EtoK: Umm. . . ok, Retor EtoK: but I'm kind of ignorant Retor EtoK: I haven't quite had time to read much mail yey Retor EtoK: err, yet DErvKYele: So, wanna play the trial, or part of the log, still finding clues and stuff? Eirl tKaen: ::smiels:: That makes two who are behind Ilia tReki: ::waves at the guests from behind her plant:: EtonTrSaal: Jolan Tru, Mar. Ael tVecj: I say, lets play the hour of the trial...running around and stalling. Ael tVecj: ::looks at her serving girl and coughs:::Dusting the plant, eh? Ilia tReki: Um.. ie! MOFlynn4: Jolan Tru, tr'Saal. Ilia tReki: ::jumps up and blows on the leaves:: Ael tVecj: Good, good. Ilia tReki: ::nervous smile:: MOFlynn4: ::settling in in the visitor's gallery:: Ael tVecj: :::nods in gallant approval:: DErvKYele: ::nods:: Well snap to, Aili. DErvKYele: :) Ael tVecj: ::offers Mar and Dawn bags of microwave popcorn:: Ilia tReki: ::coughs and brushes at them:: Ael tVecj: ::watches them all read like good little officers:: Dawnmar: ::accepts and grabs her coke and settles in:: Thanks! Ilia tReki: ::picks up a duster and brushes off everyone else's plants, too:: Ael tVecj: ::tries to remember who was the prosecutor:: Eirl tKaen: ::wonders who MOFlynn4 is:: Eirl tKaen: K'Yele was EtonTrSaal: Am I still Nikolai? DErvKYele: ::nods:; EtonTrSaal: Okee. Ael tVecj: ::opens mouth, glances at K'Yele, closes it again:: Retor EtoK: AFK very briefly Ael tVecj: ::whistles a merry tune:: Ael tVecj: ::winks at Ilia:: Ilia tReki: ::ponders::turns to Ael and nods from the waist;): DErvKYele: ::sighs, steps back, lets Ael do her stuff without interruption:: EtonTrSaal: ::whistles a funeral march:: Ael tVecj: :::looks all figureheaded and mighty:: Ael tVecj: Retor, are you going to do an award? DErvKYele: ::glances at the chrono longingly:: Ael tVecj: Ael tVecj: Vaed'rae! DErvKYele: DErvKYele: ::hrrau vaed'rae:: Ilia tReki: ::hrrau vaed'rae, duster held smartly before her:: Eirl tKaen: ::hrrau vaed'rae:: Ael tVecj: Erv tResan: ::hrrau vaed'rae:: EtonTrSaal: :hrrau vaed'rae:: Erv tResan: Retor EtoK: :::vaed'rae:: EtonTrSaal: Ael tVecj: Ilia tReki: <::nudges the newly dusted topiary masterpiece over to her::> Erv tResan: Ael tVecj: DErvKYele: Ael tVecj: >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>Begin Sim<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<< Ael tVecj: >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>Begin Sim<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<< Ael tVecj: >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>Begin Sim<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<< Ael tVecj: ::sits behind the defense, with I...Kali and the bloody knife:: Eirl tKaen: DErvKYele: Ael tVecj: Ael tVecj: Ael tVecj: ::wrings hands nervously::Dear child Heb... DErvKYele: P>::sits at the prosecution desk, sifling through papers::: Ilia tReki: ::sits, trying to look like a dignified servant:: DErvKYele: K>::sits next to Ael behind the defense:: Ael tVecj: ::could actually, care less about Heb, but Pervad signs her paycheck:: Eirl tKaen: ::glances back at t'vecj, hoping she looks reasuring. busy trying to figure out what to do Eirl tKaen: to delay the trial:: Retor EtoK: ::is Heb:: DErvKYele: Ael tVecj: ::smiles swetly at Eirl:: Civilians... DErvKYele: Ael tVecj: Ael tVecj: ::glances at young Aili, glad she was rescued from fluffly life and thrust DErvKYele: Eirl tKaen: ::is Ms. Virgil Knox, defense attorney, not Eirl:: Ael tVecj: > Retor EtoK: ::hopes KYele is rather unsuccessful in that venture:: Ael tVecj: ::smiles sweetly at Virgil Knox, proud and dignified attorney::: women. Ael tVecj: EtonTrSaal: EtonTrSaal: ::looks at Ael, wondering about all of her muttering:: DErvKYele: ::is Mr. Tal tr'Adon, prosecuting attorney, not K'Yele:: Ael tVecj: ::whispers at Aili:::Did the multicorder give us any conclusive readings? Retor EtoK: EtonTrSaal: ::is Nikolai Andianov, friend of the deceaced, not Eton:: Ilia tReki: ::leans over slightly::whispers back:: Well, they showed that bit of DNA on the nightstand Eirl tKaen: ::thinking, waiting for the beginning of the trial, wondering how she can delay this:: Ael tVecj: ::is Lea t'Lae, aunt of the accused, and tVecj::<:P> Retor EtoK: ::twiddles thumbs in anxiety:: Ael tVecj: :::looks expectantly at the judge (who is not Lera)::: Ilia tReki: ... and sill wasn't Heb's.. not who's it really was, though.. too much for it. DErvKYele: Retor EtoK: Eirl tKaen: Ael tVecj: Retor EtoK: DErvKYele: Ael tVecj: ::yawns and looks around:: Well, at this rate, we'll have plenty of time to get to the lab.. Ael tVecj: Eirl tKaen: Retor EtoK: DErvKYele: EtonTrSaal: (w) ::to "Ael":: Is there anything you think I should do? Retor EtoK: Ael tVecj: ::murmurs::[I am certain you would testify.] Erv tResan: J> ::walks in:: Retor EtoK: DErvKYele: Retor EtoK: We didn't inspect the DNA ON THE KNIFE YET Ilia tReki: ::smiles to herself and nods after returning from the editing room with "the nightstand".. Ilia tReki: ::..clipped:: EtonTrSaal: (w) What about? I wasn't really involved... Ael tVecj: ::watches her servant girl cause a lot of trouble and snorts:: DErvKYele: ::rises:: Ilia tReki: ::bows her head apologetically:: DErvKYele: Bailiff> All rise. Eirl tKaen: ::stands, duh:: Retor EtoK: ::rises, watches expectantly:: Ilia tReki: ::rises:: Ael tVecj: (w) You knew Virgil Knox. And Heb. Ie? Ael tVecj: ::stands:: DErvKYele: Bailiff> Presiding, the honorable judge Such'aN'sUch. Ael tVecj: ::stops muttering momentarily:: DErvKYele: Bailiff> ::blows a bugle, sounding off a loud chorus announcing the judge's presence:: DErvKYele: :) EtonTrSaal: (w) I have never met HEb before in my life. DErvKYele: Bailiff> Be seated. Erv tResan: J> ::takes her seat:: DErvKYele: K + P> ::sits:: Ilia tReki: ::sits again:: Retor EtoK: ::is seated:: Ael tVecj: (w) Oh. Oh my. Eirl tKaen: ::sits:: Ael tVecj: ::sits:: Retor EtoK: EtonTrSaal: ::sits:: EtonTrSaal: (w) What? DErvKYele: Ael tVecj: DErvKYele: Retor EtoK: EtonTrSaal: Ael tVecj: ::looks boredly at the judge:: DErvKYele: Erv tResan: J> ::looks at the prosecutor:: You may begin your opening statement. Ael tVecj: An hour's an eternity. ::curses backwater country labs:: DErvKYele: ::stands:: Ie. DErvKYele: This is a very clean cut case, ladies and gnetlerihans of the jury. Ael tVecj: ::stares darkly at the prosecution:: Ael tVecj: ::realizes the man next to Ms. Knox is Heb:: Ael tVecj: ::looks at him for the first time:: DErvKYele: The defendant, one Heb, owns a knife. EtonTrSaal: ::sighs, sits back, folding his hands, watching Heb like a hawk:: DErvKYele: This knife was used to murder the victim. Retor EtoK: DErvKYele: Heb's skin cells were found in the wound of the victim. Eirl tKaen: ::looks over at Heb, wondering what will happen, hoping nothing is too bad:: Eirl tKaen: <::giggles::> Ael tVecj: DErvKYele: The only alibi he has is that he was at a restaurant with his girlfriend. Erv tResan: <*moo*> Retor EtoK: ::watches the prosecutor attentively:: Erv tResan: ::listens:: DErvKYele: No one was there to see him, to verify he actually was there. Ael tVecj: ::whispers to tr'Lae, Ilia, and the Russian:: Did you read Congress? EtonTrSaal: (w) DErvKYele: He was at a party, with the victim, just before he supposedly went to this restaurant. Ilia tReki: ::shakes her head slightly:: EtonTrSaal: (w) Aye, actually. DErvKYele: All the evidence points to Mr. Heb. There isn't much else to say. DErvKYele: Now, I did some digging on this Heb. DErvKYele: He apparently once wrote a book. DErvKYele: In this book, all Terrans were forcefully removed from ch'Rihan. EtonTrSaal: (w) Is _he_ the one who wrote it? DErvKYele: A utopian society was formed. DErvKYele: It is entitled Congress. DErvKYele: The problem is, this book was written as it was actually, really going to happen. Ael tVecj: :::blinks at the prosecutor:: DErvKYele: I intend, through evidence and testimony, to prove that this Heb might have become Ael tVecj: ::puts her hand on her disruptor and frowns::: DErvKYele: criminally insane with the popularity of his book, and tried to make it happen. DErvKYele: This is only but one theory, but it is quite possible, plausible, probable. Ilia tReki: ::glances slightly over at Lea/Ael:: DErvKYele: Hann'yyo, ladies and gentlerihans of the jury. DErvKYele: ::sits:: Retor EtoK: ::raises an eyebrow slightly: Ael tVecj: ::mutters to Ilia:::Heb is exposed. Ilia tReki: ::nods slightly:: Retor EtoK: ::looks up at t'Lae, hears muttering:: Ael tVecj: ::meets Heb's eyes:: DErvKYele: K>::is at a loss for words:: Erv tResan: J> ::looks over at Knox:: Your opening statement... Ael tVecj: ::pokes Virgil in the back, hisses:::Save us. Eirl tKaen: ::Stands, trying to think of ways to take forever:: Eirl tKaen: Heb did indeed write this book, but in it, he never once advocated violence. EtonTrSaal: Eirl tKaen: Eirl tKaen: EtonTrSaal: Eirl tKaen: Further, it wasn't the lloanans who were to be removed, but their ideas. Ael tVecj: :::glances nervously at Nik, hoping they wont lynch him:: Eirl tKaen: No sane man could possibly believe that all lloanans could be removed from the area. DErvKYele: K>::blinks, glad to have had the few hours of sleep he had gotten:: EtonTrSaal: ::the big, husky farmer is trying to look as small as possible, nervous:: Eirl tKaen: Even had that been his intent, any man who can write such a book in so brilliant a style Eirl tKaen: with such amazing, new ideas must be intelligent Eirl tKaen: no intelligent person would believe he could commit this crime, with his own knife, and Eirl tKaen: remain uncaught Ael tVecj: ::raises eyebrow, thinking thats a good point:: Eirl tKaen: This crime could not have been comited by Heb, presuming he is still sane. Retor EtoK: ::thinking, muttering; tapping fingers profusely:: Eirl tKaen: I've gone to the trouble to ask opinions of friends, doctors, and colleagues on this matter. Ael tVecj: ::watches Retor mutter and tap, leans over the mini-wall::: Are you sane? Eirl tKaen: They attest to his sanity Ilia tReki: ::lowers her head very slightly, wondering::glances over at Heb:: Ilia tReki: ::smiles to herself:: Retor EtoK: Ael tVecj: Ael tVecj: Retor EtoK: ::glares at her:: Is that a serious question? DErvKYele: Erv tResan: <*Moo*> Eirl tKaen: ::paces a little, preparing her next point:: Eirl tKaen: This man has an alibi. He has no cause to commit the crime. DErvKYele: Eirl tKaen: He spent the night before at a party with the deceased, true, others at the party say Eirl tKaen: However, they also say that the men were introduced, exchanged plesantries, and wandered off Eirl tKaen: Nobody saw them together for more than a couple seconds, nor did they look unhappy with Eirl tKaen: eachother. Ael tVecj: ::glares back momentarily, sits back in her seat again::: Eirl tKaen: ::paces a little, trying to figure out how else to stall:: Ael tVecj: ::thinks the silence and the waiting is insufferable:: Eirl tKaen: An investigation has been conducted, to look for possible other killers. Retor EtoK: ::wonders is Ms. Knox believes that he is innocent:: EtonTrSaal: ::watching the crowd around him, nercously, twiddling his fingers:: Ael tVecj: ::wonders if Heb is innocent, idlely:: Eirl tKaen: Virgil Knox, the deceased, has no known enemies. Virgil Knox, myself, does. This attack Eirl tKaen: could have been aimed at me. Or more likely, was used to frame Heb Eirl tKaen: Heb is not a popular man in some groups. He has radical ideas, and says them. Some would Eirl tKaen: rather see to it that his ideas bear the stain of a tainted reputation Ael tVecj: Eirl tKaen: If the author was killed as a murderer, not only would he be silenced, but his ideas would Eirl tKaen: loose the respect of his followers Ael tVecj: ::whispers to Ilia::Its 0645. Go to the lab and wait. Ilia tReki: ::nods:: (w) Ie. Ilia tReki: ::glances around and stands up very quietly:: Eirl tKaen: Many, many people could be responsible for Virgil Knox's death, if that is indeed the motive Retor EtoK: ::wonders when he shall speak:: DErvKYele: P> ::wonders when Knox is going to finish:: Ilia tReki: ::steps carefully down the aisle, trying not to click her heels on the floor:: Eirl tKaen: I, along with many others, have inspected the scene of the crime. Ilia tReki: ::wonders how full of etiquette this is..::edges to a side door and slips out:: Eirl tKaen: We have searched for clues, and found some promising leads. DErvKYele: Eirl tKaen: Ilia tReki: ::walks down the hall and heads in the direction of "the lab":: Ael tVecj: Eirl tKaen: There were fingerprints on the windowsill- gloved ones. One tiny piece, too small to Eirl tKaen: do any good, was ungloved, as if the glove was torn. Eirl tKaen: The room was searched, and the peice remained unfound. By the blood found on the fingerprint Ilia tReki: # ::walks quickly through the lobby and out the main door of the court house:: Erv tResan: J> ::raises an eyebrow:: Eirl tKaen: it is suspected that the missing piece is on the knife, in the lab, which open only a very Ilia tReki: # ::jaunts to the nearby police station and heads in, moving straight for the lab:: Eirl tKaen: short time from now. The blood could be analized quickly, to determine if it's Heb's DErvKYele: P> A short time? You never entered this in the repors. DErvKYele: ::interjects:: Your honor, I respectfully suggest that the defense is _stalling_. Ilia tReki: ::glances at her chronometer, then at the door leading to the lab's wing which says .. Ael tVecj: ::scowls at P::: Eirl tKaen: ::pauses, waiting for a response:: Erv tResan: J> ::looks at the defence:: Why are you just now mentioning this? Ilia tReki: # ::"Hours: 0700--2100"::grumbles to herself:: Eirl tKaen: because I am going to ask a request, that the trial may be delayed a few hours. That this Eirl tKaen: man, very possibly innocent, be given a chance to have his case fully investigated Retor EtoK: ::Possibly?:: DErvKYele: P> I object, your honor! DErvKYele: P> There was no precedent, no warning, for this new evidence. Erv tResan: J> Why didn't you mention this before? DErvKYele: P> Ms. Knox violated about half the rules in the book... Eirl tKaen: Because I wished to impress apon you the importance that this man be given a fair chance. Erv tResan: J> How long would it take you to run these tests? DErvKYele: P> And these people that found the fingerprints, I suppose they had warrants to search the Eirl tKaen: After my counterpart's speach, nobody would have thought for a second about giving him his Eirl tKaen: due chance DErvKYele: house? ::sarcastically:: Eirl tKaen: A couble hours Eirl tKaen: Permission Eirl tKaen: Which is good enough Erv tResan: J> How did you obtain the fingerprints? DErvKYele: P> Your honor, I would like it to go on the record that this evidence was improperly Eirl tKaen: They were clearly imprinted apon the sill, visible to anyone who looked DErvKYele: recorded, taken without a warrant, and possibly fabricated. Ilia tReki: # ::taps her foot, glancing from her chronometer to the door and back:: Retor EtoK: ::Stands up:: How can you say that Retor EtoK: it's my knife and also say that it's fabricated? DErvKYele: Therefore, I would like it to be stricken. Ael tVecj: ::stands up:: The search warrant was issued by the military. Ilia tReki: # ::wonders how the trail's coming..:: Eirl tKaen: ::glares at Heb, wondering what he's doing:: DErvKYele: Mr. Heb, I am saying that the fingerprints and supposed glove shaving are fabricated. DErvKYele: Not your knife. Erv tResan: J> ::looks at the prosecutor:: Sit down. Eirl tKaen: The shaving is on the knife, at the lab, where it has been out of my reach for some time DErvKYele: P> ::sits:: Eirl tKaen: it could not have been fabricated Ael tVecj: ::sits back down before she disruptors the prosecutor, flushing green:: Retor EtoK: ::sits as well:: DErvKYele: Eirl tKaen: ::remains standing, looking at the judge for the next action:: Erv tResan: J> Is it true that the police had this piece of glove? ::looks at the prosecutor:: Ael tVecj: DErvKYele: ::screams, disintegrating:: Ael tVecj: Erv tResan: DErvKYele: Retor EtoK: LOL Retor EtoK: <> Ael tVecj: DErvKYele: DErvKYele: EtonTrSaal: ::looking around him, worried, wondering if he shoudl try to slip out:: Erv tResan: DErvKYele: Ael tVecj: <;)> Ael tVecj: ::looks hopefully at the judge, trying to appear as a loving aunt:: DErvKYele: ::sits at the desk, shaking his head at this "mockery" of justice:: DErvKYele: P> Request permission to approach the desk. Ael tVecj: <2 minute warning> DErvKYele: Erv tResan: J> I asked you a question - do the police have this piece of glove? Ilia tReki: # ::stares at her chronometer, watching the nanoseconds tick off:: Ilia tReki: # ::mutters about accuracy and glances at the door:: Ael tVecj: #Police> ::sleepy and slow this morning:: Eirl tKaen: ::still standing, waiting for the prosecuter to answer, outwardly calm, inwardly terrified:: Ilia tReki: # There! ::glances at the door::notices no change:: DErvKYele: Erv tResan: DErvKYele: Ilia tReki: # ::knocks on it:: ... jolan tru? You open yet or not? DErvKYele: Your honor, I had no idea about this evidence beforehand. Ael tVecj: #Police: ::wanders towards Ilia:: Ieh? DErvKYele: This is the first I've heard of it. Erv tResan: J> I see. Ilia tReki: # Could you please open up..? I need to retrieve some information very quickly. Erv tResan: J> ::looks at Knox:: You have five hours to run your tests. Ael tVecj: # ::glances at chrono, sighs:: Erv tResan: J> Court adjorned until then. Ael tVecj: # ::gumbles for the keys:: Eirl tKaen: Thank you, your Honor Ilia tReki: # ::grumbles:: DErvKYele: Your Honor, I respectfully request to speak with you in chambers. Ael tVecj: >>>>>>>>>>>>>>End Sim<<<<<<<<<<<<<< Ael tVecj: >>>>>>>>>>>>>>End Sim<<<<<<<<<<<<<< Ael tVecj: >>>>>>>>>>>>>>End Sim<<<<<<<<<<<<<< Retor EtoK: ::somewhat relieved:: Ilia tReki: # ::paused, mid-glare:: Eirl tKaen: ::walks out waiting untill she gets out of sight to allow herself to start shaking:: Retor EtoK: <--- really tired; it's 5:00 in the morning for me Ael tVecj: Great job, everyone! Ael tVecj: Vaed'rae! Erv tResan: ::hrrau vaed'rae:: DErvKYele: ::hrrau vaed'rae:: Ilia tReki: ::hrrau vaed'rae:: DErvKYele: Ael tVecj: <---really tired, but someone's passed out in my bed. :( Eirl tKaen: ::hrrau vaed'rae:: Ael tVecj: Ael tVecj: Ilia t'Reki! EtonTrSaal: :hrrau vaed'rae:: Ilia tReki: ::blinks:: .. uh.. ie? Retor EtoK: :::I don't adjust as quickly as you might hope, KYele:: Retor EtoK: :vaedrae: Ael tVecj: You're acting like a *servant*, and you barely manage to be useful. Ael tVecj: ::snorts:: Ael tVecj: If you were any useful, we'd have to promote you to Enarrain. ::winks at K'Yele::: Ilia tReki: That's where the acting comes in.. :) Ael tVecj: ::pulls out pip::But, as it is... I humbly and proudly promote you to Arrain. Ael tVecj: ::pins her:: Eirl tKaen: ::claps loudly, happy for her:: DErvKYele: ::applauds:: EtonTrSaal: ::claps and cheeras loudly:: EtonTrSaal: ::whistles:: Retor EtoK: ::claps, bows, sings, dances, and is jolly:: Erv tResan: ::applauds:: Ael tVecj: Speech. Ilia tReki: ::pinned::reflexively shrinks from the light::blinks:: Oh.. uh.. hann'yo. :) Ilia tReki: ... speech? Ael tVecj: ::folds arms and waits:: Retor EtoK: ::I really have to go to bed, though; I'm falling asleep. goodnight Eirl tKaen: ::grins in anticipation of the speech:: Ael tVecj: Goodnight Retor! Ilia tReki: Um.. ::glances up and down the line:: I'd.. uh.. Ilia tReki: .. like to thank my plant for it's extensive and dedicated service. EtonTrSaal: ::grinning expecantly:: Ilia tReki: Thank you. ::bows and returns to line:: Erv tResan: ::giggles, huggles Ilia:: Erv tResan: (w) Congratulations. Ael tVecj: ::smirks:: DErvKYele: Congrats, Ilia! Ilia tReki: (w) ::beams:: Ael tVecj: Anyone else have announcements? Ilia tReki: ::beams outloud;):: EtonTrSaal: ::smiles at Ilia:: Eirl tKaen: ::grins at her;: Ael tVecj: I guess not. Dismissed all. DErvKYele: Now, one last thing. DErvKYele: Most of that evidence WAS taken improperly. :) Ael tVecj: Eh. ::retracts her dismissal:: Ilia tReki: ::glances around and hides her corder:: DErvKYele: Even in an American court it wouldn't pass. Eirl tKaen: ::grins:; I wasn't there when it happened. I have no clue DErvKYele: Just think back to OJ Simpson! :) Eirl tKaen: I don't know the law, either DErvKYele: I'm done. Eirl tKaen: I faked it Erv tResan: The prosecution's the one that needs the warrant, K'Yele. :) Ael tVecj: But the evidence not passing is an even better way to get the accused off. Ael tVecj: Technicality. :) Ilia tReki: Good thing Heb's famous.. should we move the trial to Risa..? Ilia tReki: ::melts back behind her plant:: EtonTrSaal: ::dusts off and cleans Ilia's plant:: Eirl tKaen: ::creeps behind the plant, coming over to Ilia:: Hey ::whispered:: Congrats ::smiles:: Ilia tReki: Ha... ha.. ::sneezes:: Hann'yo. :) Eirl tKaen: Why do you hide here so much ::looks at leaves:: the view isn't that good Ael tVecj: Later all. ;) 4/18/98 11:15:20 PM Closing "Hnoiyika 4/18/98"