4/25/98 9:57:46 PM	Opening "Hnoiyika 4/25/98"


Eirl tKaen:	JOlan tru, Retor, Lera

EtonTrSaal:	Jolan Tru, Ilia.

Erv tResan:	Jolan tru, Ilia. ::hands her a plant::

Ilia tReki:	::blinks::

Eirl tKaen:	I've read no mail in forever, so I'll be a little slow for now

Ilia tReki:	That was fast...:)

Ilia tReki:	Jolan tru, all, by the way. :)

EtonTrSaal:	::looks at Ilia and points to the bansai he gave ger, grins::

Eirl tKaen:	Jolan tru, Ilia

Ael tVecj:	::blinks::Only two pieces went out this week...

Ilia tReki:	::gathers up her various topiary masterpieces::

Ael tVecj:	Unless I'm not getting some...

EtonTrSaal:	::waters her plants::

Ael tVecj:	::thinks of mutinies and assassinations::

EtonTrSaal:	Jolan Tru,  K'Yele.

DErvKYele:	Jolan Tru, all!

Erv tResan:	Jolan tru, K'Yele!

Ilia tReki:	Jolan tru, K'Yele. :)

Ael tVecj:	::worries::

DErvKYele:	And Eton, quit typing it out before I get here. :)

Ilia tReki:	And, hann'yo, Eton. ::beams::

EtonTrSaal:	: 

EtonTrSaal:	::grins back at Ilia::

Ilia tReki:	::snuggles her plants::

DErvKYele:	::wonders why the Enarrain looks worried::

Retor EtoK:	::scratches his head aimlessly::

Erv tResan:	::looks at Ilia's plants, smiles::

EtonTrSaal:	::wonders how she would snuggle  with it if he got her a cactus::

DErvKYele:	Oh, and if anyone says that this week's briefing wasn't informative enough,

Ael tVecj:	::looks worried::

DErvKYele:	I think I'm gonna drop dead right here. :)

Ilia tReki:	::very carefully::

DErvKYele:	Ael, why are you looking worried?

EtonTrSaal:	Well, actually...:)

Retor EtoK:	KYele, you've going to drop dead if and only if we think it was not informative?

DErvKYele:	Yeah, I guess.

DErvKYele:	The other deaths are slower and more painful.

DErvKYele:	Like swallowing a pint of hydroflouric acid, for example.

Retor EtoK:	Ahh. . .

DErvKYele:	But that's not going to happen.

Retor EtoK:	That's a relatively random acid to choose, but I'll take your word for it.

EtonTrSaal:	Well, I didn't really like the typeface...:)

Erv tResan:	::hides behind Ilia's plants::

Retor EtoK:	My left hand hurts

DErvKYele:	Hydroflouric is the most powerful acid known to man, as far as I've heard.

Ilia tReki:	::hands Lera one of the leafier ones::

Retor EtoK:	What?  No it's not!

DErvKYele:	What is?

Retor EtoK:	I can check my chemistry book right now!

EtonTrSaal:	Tab Cola.

Retor EtoK:	brb

Erv tResan:	::smiles at Ilia::

EtonTrSaal:	That's the strongest acid.

DErvKYele:	LOL.

DErvKYele:	Well, my science teacher Mr. Cappo told me about hydroflouric acid...

Ael tVecj:	::ponders::

DErvKYele:	So I doubt if it's true.

DErvKYele:	He's absolutely full of <tos>. :D

Retor EtoK:	Hydroflouric acid's Ka value is only 3.5 X 10^ -4

Retor EtoK:	That's a pH of 4

DErvKYele:	Well, then, that's weak.

Retor EtoK:	HI has a pH of around 1

Eirl tKaen:	::aware, and hiding from mail::

EtonTrSaal:	Um..I need to pop off of AOL for a moment, I'll be right back, wait for me...

Retor EtoK:	Same with HBr

DErvKYele:	H2SO4 is a bit stronger, right?

Eirl tKaen:	don't believe so, but whadda I know? I took chem last year

Retor EtoK:	H2SO4 is weaker than HI, HBr, HCL, and HNO3

Eirl tKaen:	forgot a lot

Retor EtoK:	It's fourth on my list

DErvKYele:	Hmm.

DErvKYele:	Then I don't think I'm ever going to turn an ear to Mr. Cappo anytime in the future...

Eirl tKaen:	AFK, getting glasses so I can actually read the screen

Ael tVecj:	Ahem.

Retor EtoK:	It's pH is between 1 and 2;  my book doesn't give values for the really strong ones;  just

Retor EtoK:	them

Ael tVecj:	Hey, someone left...

Ael tVecj:	::frowns::

Erv tResan:	He'll be back.

Retor EtoK:	<--- just took a big test on acids and bases;  knows his stuff!

Eirl tKaen:	back

DErvKYele:	I just noticed something! We actually have semi-respectable attendance this week! :)

EtonTrSaal:	Back

Erv tResan:	::giggles::

Eirl tKaen:	Jolan tru, Eton

DErvKYele:	WB, Eton!

Ael tVecj:	We did last week too. ;)

EtonTrSaal:	WB?

Ael tVecj:	I keep feeling like someone's missing though...

DErvKYele:	Welcome Back.

EtonTrSaal:	Ah. Danke.

Retor EtoK:	Ael, do you know a professor at Guillford named Dave Dobson, or something to that effect?

Eirl tKaen:	kari

DErvKYele:	Oh, sorry, AB.

Ael tVecj:	I've heard of him, Retor.

DErvKYele:	Aefvadh back. :)

Ael tVecj:	Never had a class with him...dont know what he teaches.

Retor EtoK:	I just downloaded a game he wrote;  it's really good

Retor EtoK:	It's called Snood;  lots of fun

Ael tVecj:	Oh, cool! :)

Erv tResan:	Snood?

DErvKYele:	What is it?

Retor EtoK:	Though the PC version doesn't work very well

Ael tVecj:	a game, K'Yele.

Retor EtoK:	There are lots of little characters

Ael tVecj:	;)

Ael tVecj:	Vaedrae!

Retor EtoK:	and you shoot them out of a cannon

DErvKYele:	::hrrau vaed'rae::

Retor EtoK:	I'll finish later

Eirl tKaen:	::hrrau vaed'rae::

Retor EtoK:	::hrrau vaed'rae::

Erv tResan:	::hrrau vaed'rae::

EtonTrSaal:	::hrrau vaed'rae::

Ilia tReki:	::slides her plants aside::hrrau vaed'rae::

Ael tVecj:	Retor's still playing Heb...K'Yele and Lera, who will you be?

Erv tResan:	Can I still be the judge? :)

DErvKYele:	Well, depends.

EtonTrSaal:	::hrrau vaed'rae agian, fo rgood measure::

Ael tVecj:	And do what, Lera?

Erv tResan:	::shrug::

Erv tResan:	What else is there?

DErvKYele:	If you need the prosecutor, I'll be him.

EtonTrSaal:	I'd think we don't have a judge today, aren't we out of the trial for the moment?

DErvKYele:	But I don't think you do.

Ael tVecj:	We're out of the trial, yes.

DErvKYele:	So I'll be K'Yele, or any SG you want. :)

Retor EtoK:	<Yeah!>

Eirl tKaen:	I'm still defense attorney?

DErvKYele:	Eton! You actually read the background and know what's going on? :)

Ael tVecj:	Oh. You're whoever you want.

Retor EtoK:	So, am I free?

Ael tVecj:	Thats because I wrote it this time. ;)

Erv tResan:	::giggles::

EtonTrSaal:	I always try to, I just don't always follow everything when I'm in a hurry.

EtonTrSaal:	I'm still Nikolai, yes?

DErvKYele:	::harrumphs:: They usually don't get the briefing.

EtonTrSaal:	I do...

DErvKYele:	:)

Ael tVecj:	::snorts::

Retor EtoK:	KYele, I didn't think the briefing was very informative. . .

DErvKYele:	::drops dead::

Retor EtoK:	::hands him bottle of HF::

Retor EtoK:	OH, too late. . .

Ael tVecj:	The brief? "This Week: See log"

DErvKYele:	::reincarnates::

Ael tVecj:	I thought that was great. ;)

DErvKYele:	::tosses the HF down, grabs to hydrogen iodide for some extra spiciness::

DErvKYele:	::gulps it::

Retor EtoK:	::pours it down his throat, along with some HBr::

DErvKYele:	::though stomach is protected for a while, his esophagus quickly dehydrates and

Ael tVecj:	Well, just pick someone. :P

DErvKYele:	disintegrates::

Ael tVecj:	>>>>>>>Begin Sim<<<<<<<<

Ael tVecj:	>>>>>>>Begin Sim<<<<<<<<

Ael tVecj:	>>>>>>>Begin Sim<<<<<<<<

EtonTrSaal:	::puills out a widget and puts a containment feild around K'Yele to keep the acid from spear

Retor EtoK:	Ho hum.

EtonTrSaal:	speading

EtonTrSaal:	<oops, sorry>

Ael tVecj:	::folds arms:: Should we let Heb know what we're up to?

EtonTrSaal:	<Where exaxtly are we all then?>

DErvKYele:	I don't know...

EtonTrSaal:	<Or rather, where am I?>

Retor EtoK:	<was about to offer some NaOH so he could blow up, but I'll pass>

DErvKYele:	You told him about Uncle Pervad, he should already know...

Ael tVecj:	I did?

Retor EtoK:	::stand there, looking innocent and pensive and stuff:: Ho hum.

EtonTrSaal:	<Um, hello...>

DErvKYele:	<I wouldn't really explode in a fireball, but like a second-grade model volcano on a larger

DErvKYele:	scale, Retor. :) >

Erv tResan:	<Where am I?>

DErvKYele:	::nods::

Ael tVecj:	<Wherever, Lera>

DErvKYele:	That's what you told me...

Retor EtoK:	<--- not sure where he is either>

Retor EtoK:	::starts strolling aimlessly::

Eirl tKaen:	::looking at eveidence, trying to learn more about it::

Erv tResan:	::sees Retor, walks over to him::

Ael tVecj:	Maybe he could help... he should know his enemies better than we do.

EtonTrSaal:	<::coughs:: Hello? I have no idea what's going on...help?>

Retor EtoK:	<-- not Retor; Heb?>

DErvKYele:	<Good thing no potential players are here to see this... :)>

Ael tVecj:	<Yeah, Retor...>

Ael tVecj:	<Eton, you read the log, you said so yourself. ;)>

EtonTrSaal:	<Yes, but I don't know what's going on with me. Who am I, where am I? Help?>

Retor EtoK:	::walks behind the court building casually;  approaches swing-set::

Ael tVecj:	<Brief: find real killer and exhonorate Heb>

Ael tVecj:	<You're the Russian dude>

Ael tVecj:	::watches Heb walk in the distance::He seems a little immature, though..

DErvKYele:	Now, I think I do have an idea of how we could find the real killer.

DErvKYele:	The motive was probably Congress, correct?

Erv tResan:	::walks over to Eton::

EtonTrSaal:	<Nikolai! Yay! Where the [cencored] am I?>

Ilia tReki:	::walks a bit behind the Laes, looking servile::

Ael tVecj:	I'm assuming.

DErvKYele:	<With us, outside the courthouse.>

EtonTrSaal:	<Okee.>

DErvKYele:	Well, then, we just find who could possibly know he was on this planet.

Ael tVecj:	::glances back at Ilia:: Go invite Heb to dinner

EtonTrSaal:	::listening to the conversation, catching as much of it as he can::

Ilia tReki:	Uh.. ie..

Ael tVecj:	<Lera, Eirl, sim. ::pokes and prods::>

DErvKYele:	Tell him it's his dear Aunt and Uncle Lae.

Eirl tKaen:	<sorry, was on phone>

Ilia tReki:	::glances around for him and hustles off in that direction::

Eirl tKaen:	<sister wants ride. no chance>

Erv tResan:	<::prodded:: Eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeek! :)>

Ilia tReki:	::steps up behind Heb::coughs slightly::

Eirl tKaen:	::aproaches the group talking, with t'Vecj::

Ael tVecj:	Well, that prosecutor certainly knew...

EtonTrSaal:	::coughs::

Eirl tKaen:	::the group, I mean, is with t'Vecj::

Ael tVecj:	::glances at Nikolai::

Retor EtoK:	::turns::

Eirl tKaen:	::stands nearby, not interupting::

Ael tVecj:	What?

Ilia tReki:	Excuse me..

Eirl tKaen:	::hoping ofor some sort of inspiratio::

Ael tVecj:	<Ack, Lera!>

DErvKYele:	But he said he had done some digging.

EtonTrSaal:	[Um, I don't entirely understand what everyone is saying, but...is there anything that I can

Retor EtoK:	Jolan tru.

DErvKYele:	However, he is, of course, a possible suspect.

EtonTrSaal:	be doing that would serve a purpose?

Ilia tReki:	Your .. er.. dear uncle and aunt Lae would like to invite you to dinner this evening...

Ael tVecj:	I never thought of that...

Ilia tReki:	::smiles slightly::

Retor EtoK:	<Is someone talking to me?>

DErvKYele:	Now, I'm figuring that probably the best candidates would be people of high political power.

Ael tVecj:	::ponders Nik::: [Did you ever read Congress?]

Ilia tReki:	<::waves at Retor:: :)>

Ael tVecj:	<Ilia is>

Retor EtoK:	I'm sorry?

Eirl tKaen:	<Adrian, play nikolie>

EtonTrSaal:	::in Rihannsu:: [Yes, long ago}

EtonTrSaal:	<I am. : >

Ael tVecj:	<Adrian??? Cute. :D?

Ael tVecj:	>

Ilia tReki:	::nods in Ael and K'Yele's direction::  Your aunt and uncle would like to invite you to ..

Ilia tReki:	.. dinner.

Retor EtoK:	Oh. . . ok.

DErvKYele:	<I would think you would know his name was Adrian by now... they use it enough... :)>

EtonTrSaal:	<what? What's cute?>

Retor EtoK:	<Wait;  who's she?  >

Retor EtoK:	<Sorry I'm so distracted;  IT's a really, really long story>

Ael tVecj:	<Ilia's the family servant>

Ael tVecj:	::glances at Ms. Knox:: Good work today.

Eirl tKaen:	<Adrian is he. Eton.>

Retor EtoK:	Hann-yo.

Retor EtoK:	I'll head over there right now.

Ilia tReki:	::nods::

DErvKYele:	<Retor... watch yourself... I don't like that accented "it"...>

EtonTrSaal:	<What's cuter? I don't get it>

Ilia tReki:	Very well.. ::steps behind him and follows to the group::

Ael tVecj:	<Your name is cute.. nevermind...>

Eirl tKaen:	Thank you ::smiles at her:: I hope I can do as well later

Erv tResan:	<::giggle::>

EtonTrSaal:	<:  ::not going to argue at the moment::>

Ael tVecj:	Whats later?

Eirl tKaen:	If there's another trial

EtonTrSaal:	::standing, waiting patently::

DErvKYele:	<Cut the chatter, everyone! ::to Ael:: Please, Ihhei, I respectfully request you cut the

Retor EtoK:	::heads toward his uncle and aunt's house::

Ael tVecj:	::glances at Ilia, then Heb:::Good.

Eirl tKaen:	Heb isn't proven innocent, yet

DErvKYele:	chatter? :)>

Erv tResan:	::standing next to Eirl::

Ael tVecj:	<::smacks K'Yele with a nerf bat:: Everyone cut out the chatter!>

Retor EtoK:	<I'm sorry;  I am so confused trying to imagine this seen>

Eirl tKaen:	::not Eirl. Is Ms. Virgil Knox, defense attorney::

Retor EtoK:	<tReki is my uncle and aunt's servant?>

Ilia tReki:	Er.. excuse me, sir.. ::points in the direction of the Laes::

Erv tResan:	<Ack! ::crawls into a portable hole, hides::>

Retor EtoK:	<Who's she with?>

Ael tVecj:	<Ie Retor>

DErvKYele:	So...

Ilia tReki:	They've been watching the trial, so they're here.

Retor EtoK:	<Am I supposed to be joining the rest of you?>

Ael tVecj:	Is there a resturant or a tavern or something where we can all talk?

Ael tVecj:	<Ie, Retor>

Retor EtoK:	<::hittign himself on the head for lack of comprehension::

DErvKYele:	Perhaps we could look for politicians with enough access to find Heb's files?

Retor EtoK:	::joins to group::  I don't believe I've met all of you.

Ael tVecj:	Politicians on the planet, you mean?

Ael tVecj:	::nods to Heb:: I am your aunt.

DErvKYele:	::nods::

Ael tVecj:	This is your uncle, tr'Lae.

DErvKYele:	I mean, politicians can really get it done..

EtonTrSaal:	::decides to just stand back and not get in the way::

Ael tVecj:	Our servant, Aili. ::indicates Ilia::

Retor EtoK:	<Have I met them before, or am I just being stupid?>

Ilia tReki:	::bows slightly::

Retor EtoK:	A pleasure to meet all of you.

Ael tVecj:	You know Virgil Knox and Nikoli, of course.

Retor EtoK:	::bows politely::

DErvKYele:	<Never.>

Retor EtoK:	Ie.

Ilia tReki:	::hates how easily she's getting into this part..::

Ael tVecj:	::glances at Lera::Don't know who she is.

DErvKYele:	<You saw them in court, though. ;)>

Retor EtoK:	<Never met you, or I'm never stupid?>

Erv tResan:	<:P>

DErvKYele:	Just think how quickly Pervad almost got me assassinated...

Retor EtoK:	Someone almost assassinated you?

DErvKYele:	::wonders exactly how it happened, that he was ready to kill Pervad and now is working

Retor EtoK:	Because of what they think I did?

DErvKYele:	politely under him::

Ael tVecj:	<Oh wait, she's Lera>

DErvKYele:	::coughs:: Uhm... no, nevermind.

DErvKYele:	I was thinking of one of my holonovels.

Retor EtoK:	Uncle. . .

DErvKYele:	Ie?

Ael tVecj:	Lera, you mapped this area out..didnt you find a place to eat?

Eirl tKaen:	::listening, saying ittle::

Retor EtoK:	Do not. . .  ::sigh:: I can handle the truth.

Erv tResan:	Yes, I did.

Ael tVecj:	Well, take us there.

Retor EtoK:	Do not hide information from me.

Erv tResan:	::nods::

DErvKYele:	You can? Well, I don't think Uncle Pervad would like the turth this open...

Ael tVecj:	::narrows eyes at Heb::Do not tell your elders what to say.

DErvKYele:	::gestures about them::

EtonTrSaal:	::standing, looking like a big russian farmer, not surprisingly::

Retor EtoK:	I did not tell him what to say;  I told him what not to not say.

Retor EtoK:	There's a distinction.

DErvKYele:	<Psst... you know Pervad, but he isn't your uncle.>

Retor EtoK:	<Gotcha>

Ael tVecj:	<And neither are we>

Ael tVecj:	::prods Lera::

DErvKYele:	::feels like slapping the boy::

DErvKYele:	::holds himself back::

Eirl tKaen:	<hmm... t'Vecj not an uncle? could have fooled me ;) ::quickly ducks::>

Ael tVecj:	<Hmpft>

DErvKYele:	<t'Vecj isn't Pervad!>

Eirl tKaen:	::wondering who the Laes really are::

DErvKYele:	<Oh, I get it.... nevermind. :)>

Retor EtoK:	::eyes KYele::

Eirl tKaen:	<I know. she said "and neather ar

DErvKYele:	Now...

Ael tVecj:	::looks hungry::

DErvKYele:	Dinner, boy? It's been so long...

Retor EtoK:	Ie, it. . . it has.  IE.

Retor EtoK:	Where shall we go?

Ael tVecj:	Ilia, please walk ahead with Lera and show us the way to the

Ael tVecj:	resturant.

Eirl tKaen:	::turns to Nikolai::

Ael tVecj:	::glad Heb's playing along::

Eirl tKaen:	You're a friend of the deceased, correct?

Erv tResan:	::walks to the restaurant::

Retor EtoK:	Uncle, may I ask you a question?

DErvKYele:	Come along.

Ilia tReki:	::glances at Lea and wonders when she'll learn her name..;)::guesses she hasn't been around

Ael tVecj:	::wanders along after them::

Ilia tReki:	::..long enough::  Ie.

EtonTrSaal:	::looks at Eirl, smiles uncertainly::

DErvKYele:	Ie, what would you like to ask?

Ilia tReki:	::walks ahead with Lera::

Ael tVecj:	<Oops>

DErvKYele:	::walks::

Ael tVecj:	<Aili>

Retor EtoK:	Pardon my ignorance;  which one of you is related to which of my parents?

Retor EtoK:	I seem to have forgotten much in the past few months.

EtonTrSaal:	Aye...::swallows hard:: Aye, I was a...friend of his...

Retor EtoK:	It has been a very trying period of time.

Ael tVecj:	<Actually...Pervad *is* related to Heb>

Ael tVecj:	::runs along ahead, letting K'Yele answer that one::

Eirl tKaen:	What do you think really happened?

DErvKYele:	I'm your father's brother.

Erv tResan:	::arrives at the restaurant::

Ael tVecj:	<Hey, maybe Lera could play Heb's girlfriend?>

Ael tVecj:	<afk>

Erv tResan:	<::giggle::>

Retor EtoK:	::looks at him::  His oldder brother?

Retor EtoK:	<with one D>

DErvKYele:	About two years.

Eirl tKaen:	<::grins:: good role for Lera :)>

Erv tResan:	<:P>

EtonTrSaal:	I, I don't know. I think it might have something to do with you...and your name...

Retor EtoK:	Ah. . . interesting.

EtonTrSaal:	You must have enemies, being a lawyer.

DErvKYele:	You're very curious. You do remember us, _don't you_? ::cold stare::

Ilia tReki:	This way, (madam), (sirs).. ::gestures to the door::

Eirl tKaen:	I was wondering about that. I have enemies, but they appear to all be in jail at the moment.

Eirl tKaen:	I checked the records

Retor EtoK:	As I said before, uncle, these past few months have been most trying and stressful.

Eirl tKaen:	Maybe families of one of the people?

DErvKYele:	::nods:: I can understand that.

Retor EtoK:	Ever since I published my book, really. . .

Retor EtoK:	Hann'yo.

Retor EtoK:	I am anxious to remember, though.

DErvKYele:	Ie, I read your book...

DErvKYele:	Very interesting.

Retor EtoK:	What did you think?

Retor EtoK:	Ie?

Ael tVecj:	<bak>

Eirl tKaen:	Do you have other ideas? And why Heb's knife might have been used?

DErvKYele:	Until you got arrested and we were informed,

EtonTrSaal:	Did you ever convict anyone involved in organized crime?

DErvKYele:	I didn't even know where you lived.

Retor EtoK:	Do you think I ought not have published it?

EtonTrSaal:	His knife was probably used to place suspicion on him.

Eirl tKaen:	Not that I know of...

DErvKYele:	::shakes head:: No, it was very enlightening.

Ael tVecj:	::enters the doorway::

Eirl tKaen:	]doesn't mean I haven't

Ael tVecj:	:;sits down at the table::

Eirl tKaen:	But who'd want suspicion on him?

Ael tVecj:	<Chekov's our guest. Dont hurt him. :)>

Retor EtoK:	::nods politely::

Erv tResan:	<::hands him a plant to hide behind:: :)>

Retor EtoK:	My father would not have approved.

Ael tVecj:	K...tr'La...darling, could we tap into the databases here?

DErvKYele:	Perhaps our culture will sometime be as perfect as that in Congress.

Ael tVecj:	Get a few comm records?

DErvKYele:	::nods:: Sounds good, Lea.

EtonTrSaal:	Maybe someone had an vendetta on him. That book was pretty risque...

Retor EtoK:	Not for a *long* time.

Ael tVecj:	::shuts up, noticing finally that they're discussing ideals::

Retor EtoK:	The lloanas had their Plato for almost three millenia prior to the founding of the Federatio

Retor EtoK:	n

DErvKYele:	And you think the Federation is like your Utopia?

DErvKYele:	Seriously?

Retor EtoK:	Is some respects;  when compared to ancient Greece, yes.

Retor EtoK:	Is=in

Ael tVecj:	::glances at Lera::Order us all something, would you?

Erv tResan:	::raises an eyebrow::

DErvKYele:	I feel like something spicy.

Eirl tKaen:	<whoa, I just got a scare!>

Ael tVecj:	::looks bored by all of the utopia talk, listens politely::

Eirl tKaen:	<::trebling::>

Ael tVecj:	<Hm, Eirl?>

DErvKYele:	::steps in and plls the maitre d' over::

EtonTrSaal:	<I presume I've followed, since I'm talking with Eirl>

EtonTrSaal:	<What?>

Ilia tReki:	::stands to the side and back of the table::

Erv tResan:	::sees the waiter:: We'll have this. ::points to something on the menu::

Ael tVecj:	<spider?>

Eirl tKaen:	<somebody called asking "are you the only one there?" I'm home alone right now>

DErvKYele:	::slips him a few unmarked slips of paper to make sure they get a totally private booth::

Eirl tKaen:	<It was my sister's boyfreind, but he didn't say so>

Ael tVecj:	<Oh>

Retor EtoK:	::watches KYele carefully, but maintains a smile::

Ilia tReki:	<::slides that action in after they get a table::>

DErvKYele:	::follows him to a very private booth in the far corner::

Retor EtoK:	::follows KYele::  It's funny, Uncle.  You even walk like my father did.

Retor EtoK:	I find it fascinating to observe resemblence among siblings like that.

DErvKYele:	Really? We never really got along... as kids, we were practically opposites.

Retor EtoK:	It shows up in the funniest little ways.

Retor EtoK:	He was not always a very agreeable person.

DErvKYele:	Ie, I can tell you that.

DErvKYele:	We had to duke it out a couple of times...

Ael tVecj:	::glances at Nikolai:: So...who's the governor around here?

Ilia tReki:	::here's good::

DErvKYele:	::sits at booth::

EtonTrSaal:	::to Eirl:: Do you have any ideas?

Retor EtoK:	So where are you from, Aunt?

EtonTrSaal:	What? What do you mean?

DErvKYele:	::continues reminiscing out loud like an old uncle::

Eirl tKaen:	I don't really know

Ael tVecj:	Who runs this town?

DErvKYele:	I remember one time, we both fell for this one girl... Her name was Lea... ::smiles::

DErvKYele:	We both tried to steal her away from the other...

Ael tVecj:	Eh, I'm from Ch'Havran.  Gael City, Tende province.

Retor EtoK:	My father, chasing after a girl?

DErvKYele:	Brought her flowers, wrote poetry, did everything in the book...

Retor EtoK:	That's quite amuzing.

EtonTrSaal:	As far as I know, First CItizen Tr'Palver, at least, he's who I need to get permission to us

EtonTrSaal:	use land from.

Retor EtoK:	::stares off into space a little;  not blatently, though::

DErvKYele:	It eventually came to blows.

Retor EtoK:	::returns from space::  Umm. . . blows, eh?

Ael tVecj:	Make a note of that Aili.

Retor EtoK:	It's hard to picture my father as a youth.

Ilia tReki:	::nods::  Ie..

Eirl tKaen:	<::a bit spaced out. stressfull night"::>

Ael tVecj:	::blushing, listening to K'Yele::

Retor EtoK:	Though, I suppose we are all young at one point.

DErvKYele:	He was a skinny lad back then...

DErvKYele:	But surprisingly strong.

Retor EtoK:	When we are older, it's hard to imagine that we're the same person we used to be.

DErvKYele:	::nods:: I can understand that.

Retor EtoK:	<sorry;  I wasn't intentionally talking at the same time>

DErvKYele:	::waits until the rest of the group file into the booth::

Retor EtoK:	<What's my aunt's name?>

DErvKYele:	<Lea t'Lae.>

DErvKYele:	<:)>

Retor EtoK:	<Oh, you were talking about *her*?  Ahh>

Retor EtoK:	So, Aunt Lea, where are you from?

Ael tVecj:	So, neither of you involve yourselves in political affairs here?

Ael tVecj:	::glancing between Virgil and Nikolai::

DErvKYele:	It's not very polite to ask a question that has already been answered.

DErvKYele:	You've got to listen, boy!

Retor EtoK:	I. . . I'm sorry?  I apologize.

Retor EtoK:	Perhaps I forgot to explain.

Eirl tKaen:	I watch them, but don't get involved

EtonTrSaal:	Not really. I mostly test and engeneer crops and splice some plant genes.

Retor EtoK:	This has been a. . . stressful time, at best.

DErvKYele:	She's from Gael city, Tende province, on ch'Havran.

Retor EtoK:	I was merely trying to make some comversation with her.

DErvKYele:	Now, since we're all situated, I suppose we can get ready to eat...

Ael tVecj:	:::murmurs to tr'Lae::Now now, you're his uncle, not his father.

DErvKYele:	::taps some buttons on the wall very discreetly::

Ael tVecj:	Lera, has our food been brought?

Retor EtoK:	I *suppose* we are ready as well.

DErvKYele:	::nods to Ael with a meaning of "We're secured."::

Ael tVecj:	::nods to tr'Lae::

Retor EtoK:	::eyes him::  Order me something nice.  I'm off the the men's room.

Retor EtoK:	I'll be back shortly.

DErvKYele:	::nods::

Retor EtoK:	::gets up quickly::

Erv tResan:	::looks over at the waiter:: The waiter's bringing it.

DErvKYele:	You go ahead.

DErvKYele:	But be quick or your food'll get cold.

Ael tVecj:	:::looks impatiently at Lera::

Retor EtoK:	::in bathroom;  washes hands;  looks around to see if anyone's around;  opens window and

Retor EtoK:	jumps to nearby tree::

Ael tVecj:	<brat>

DErvKYele:	::watches him closely as he goes off to make sure he doesn't dart off or do somethingequally

DErvKYele:	stupid::

Erv tResan:	::the waiter arrives and serves the food::

Retor EtoK:	<Me?>

Ael tVecj:	<Ie, you. :)>

Retor EtoK:	<:-)>

Ael tVecj:	That kid's head is in the clouds.

Retor EtoK:	::climbs down tree deftly::

Ael tVecj:	But at least we have a name to follow...

DErvKYele:	::decides to make an excuse to watch him more closely::

DErvKYele:	You know, I think I might have to go myself.

DErvKYele:	::slides out, heads for the bathroom::

Retor EtoK:	::realizes that he cannot excape without being caught; climbs back up::

Ael tVecj:	::grunts at Ilia to follow K'Yele::

DErvKYele:	::opens door, sees him not there::

Retor EtoK:	::reenters window, quickly::

Ilia tReki:	::blinks at Ael::

DErvKYele:	::checks under stalls::

DErvKYele:	::stands::

Ael tVecj:	::meant "now", scowls::

DErvKYele:	::sees open window::

Ilia tReki:	::glances around a bit::sighs::

Ilia tReki:	::scuffles off to the mens room::

Ael tVecj:	<He just climbed back in, dear husband. ;)>

Retor EtoK:	<That was a bit ambiguous;  let's say I entered right before you came in>

Ilia tReki:	::glances at the door::

DErvKYele:	<He climbed up, not in.>

DErvKYele:	<Oh. Okay. :)>

Retor EtoK:	::reentered window. . .>

DErvKYele:	Come on, Heb, your food is getting cold!

Retor EtoK:	I apologize, Uncle.

DErvKYele:	::does hisbusiness, washes hands, heads back out::

Retor EtoK:	I did not realize we were in such a hurry.

Eirl tKaen:	::listening to conversation::

Ilia tReki:	::steps quickly out of K'Yele's way::

EtonTrSaal:	<::has no idea what's going on::>

Retor EtoK:	<we're in the potty chatting>

Ilia tReki:	::lets out a silent sigh of relief::

Ael tVecj:	Virgil...how do you think the prosecutor found out who Heb was?

Retor EtoK:	<You're out there somewhere eating dinner>

Eirl tKaen:	what do you mean?

DErvKYele:	::gets back to stall, gives Ael the "A-okay" glance::

Eirl tKaen:	aren't there records?

Ael tVecj:	Its a government secret.

Retor EtoK:	Uncle, is something wrong?

Ael tVecj:	Highly classified.

DErvKYele:	::sits down, continues to idly chat::

Ilia tReki:	::walks back up and takes her position again::

DErvKYele:	<I left. :)>

DErvKYele:	<To booth, btw. :)>

Eirl tKaen:	::surprised:: Pulled some strings, perhaps. or put together the names

Retor EtoK:	<wait;  where are you?  I thought we were both in the bathroom still>

EtonTrSaal:	::confused::

Ael tVecj:	<7 of us squished in a booth?>

Eirl tKaen:	<big booths>

Ael tVecj:	::snorts a little:: You think its that easy to discover the identities of people?

Eirl tKaen:	No. I just can't think of other ways. Maybe he knew Heb?

Ael tVecj:	::arches brow::

Eirl tKaen:	Or maybe he was involved with the killing

Eirl tKaen:	?

Ael tVecj:	Ail...::glancing around::Oh there you are. Write that down.

Ael tVecj:	::nods to Virgil:: How did you get assigned to the case?

Ilia tReki:	.. ie..

Retor EtoK:	::returns to booth, hesitantly, still ignoratn as to his uncle's whereabouts. . .

Retor EtoK:	err, ignorant

Ilia tReki:	::takes a (padd) from her pocket, conveniently placed::

DErvKYele:	::waves Heb over next to him::

Ilia tReki:	::writes down the details::

Retor EtoK:	::sits::

Retor EtoK:	Oh. . . this looks *interesting*.  What is it?  :the food::

Retor EtoK:	::starts to cut a piece::

Eirl tKaen:	hmm... I got an unusual note from an unspecified source asking me to take it

Ael tVecj:	<ISD, how long have you been here, Ilia? :P>

Ael tVecj:	Do you still have the note?

Eirl tKaen:	I thought it was interesting, and the fee offered in advance was good, so i took it

Eirl tKaen:	::nods, takes it out of a well organised brief case::

DErvKYele:	::cuts a chunk of his spiced Hnoiyika, savoring in the symbolism as well as the flavor::

Eirl tKaen:	::offers it to t'Lae::

Retor EtoK:	::Feeling ignored::

DErvKYele:	::pops the tough meat into his mouth::

Ael tVecj:	<Oh gross, we're eating weasel?>

Ael tVecj:	::snatches the note::

DErvKYele:	I'm not sure what you're having, Heb.

Ael tVecj:	::reads it::

Retor EtoK:	::starts to eat, hesitantly, despite lack of answers from his "family::

DErvKYele:	Mine's spiced Hnoiyika. It's good.

Ael tVecj:	<Lera ordered the same thing for all of us>

DErvKYele:	<Oh. :)>

Retor EtoK:	::sees his aunt reading her note at the table our of the corner of his eye::

Ael tVecj:	Why you, Virgil?

Ael tVecj:	::drops the note on K'Yele's hnoiyika:: read that.

Retor EtoK:	::continues to eat his mystery meat, occassionally punctuated by polite sips of water::

DErvKYele:	::reads it::

Retor EtoK:	::looks up at Uncle::  Is something wrong?

DErvKYele:	<It woudl help if I knew what it said, though. :)>

DErvKYele:	::shakes head::

Ael tVecj:	<It says that Virgil is requested to defend Heb, or something>

Retor EtoK:	<You're just sitting there at the table passing around an ISD and I'm not supposed to be

Retor EtoK:	suspicious?>

Retor EtoK:	<My God!>

DErvKYele:	It's a hardcopy, paper.>

DErvKYele:	It's just some documents about your case.

Retor EtoK:	<That's no better!  Say it's the wine list, or something!>

Ael tVecj:	::scowls at Heb::You're fidgety.

Retor EtoK:	I was unaware that you were involved in my case.

DErvKYele:	We found the evidence that got you off.

DErvKYele:	Mind you, that's only tmeporary.

Retor EtoK:	I apologize, Aunt.  It's been a long day.  When you are about to be sentenced to death,

DErvKYele:	<Can't type today... :)>

Eirl tKaen:	I don't know why me. I'm good, but not great

Retor EtoK:	it is a very unsettling feeling.

Retor EtoK:	What's temporary?  The evidence?

DErvKYele:	<Retor, is that your argument for all your characters? :)>

Retor EtoK:	<Just about>

Retor EtoK:	<Retor is more mature than Heb;  Heb's brilliant, but he's a child>

DErvKYele:	You're off the hook now.

DErvKYele:	But you're not fully exhonorated.

Retor EtoK:	Legally, or in the eyes of society?

DErvKYele:	Legally.

Ael tVecj:	Have you handled cases like Heb's before.

DErvKYele:	So watch yourself, kiddo.

Retor EtoK:	I had been told otherwise. . .  perhaps I misunderstood.

DErvKYele:	You're on thin ice.

Ael tVecj:	::hopes Nikolai doesnt know what hes eating::

Retor EtoK:	What's *that* supposed to mean?

DErvKYele:	::takes another bite of his hnoiyika::

EtonTrSaal:	This is good, what is it?

Eirl tKaen:	::nods:: I've handled two other cases that looked like political murder

Ael tVecj:	Did you win?

Ael tVecj:	hnoiyika.

DErvKYele:	Well, you're still a suspect for murder? There's a possible interplanetary incident?

Retor EtoK:	How do I "watch myself"?

Eirl tKaen:	::nods again::

EtonTrSaal:	Which is?

Retor EtoK:	And what am I supposed to do about it?

Ael tVecj:	Then...whoever sent you the note, wanted you to win...

DErvKYele:	That's not a very good reputation.

Ael tVecj:	translates to...weasel. ::sighs::

DErvKYele:	Every cop on this planet'll be over you if you do something wrong.

Retor EtoK:	Go to the Lloanas and apologize?  Give the a present?

Eirl tKaen:	One was easy, the other easier than Hebs

EtonTrSaal:	Hmm, it's goof.

Retor EtoK:	What have I done wrong?  Why would I do something wrong?

Ael tVecj:	<Lloann'nan>

Eirl tKaen:	but still ahrd

EtonTrSaal:	good

Retor EtoK:	Fine. . . thanks for your advice, Uncle.

Retor EtoK:	I need advice, it seems.  I am in quite a predicament.

Ael tVecj:	Make a note, I...Aili.

Ael tVecj:	You're under our protection, dear nephew.

Retor EtoK:	::eats a large piece of mystery meat::

Ilia tReki:	.. of..? ::takes her ISD back out::

EtonTrSaal:	::::hungrilly munches his hynoyika::

Retor EtoK:	::looks up at her::  That is quite comforting, Aunt Lea.

DErvKYele:	::glances at the chrono, wondering why they're eating dinner so late::

Retor EtoK:	<LOL>

Ael tVecj:	<We're European>

DErvKYele:	<:)>

Erv tResan:	<::giggle::>

Ael tVecj:	You dont think writing Congress, turning our empire on its ear...

Ael tVecj:	That was wrong?

Ael tVecj:	::snorts at Heb::

Retor EtoK:	Na, I do not believe that was wrong.

Ael tVecj:	::turns back to Virigl::

DErvKYele:	<You might take a glance at your own chrono, Ael? :)>

Retor EtoK:	And what was that, Aunt?

Retor EtoK:	You tell me that *I* am rude?

DErvKYele:	Lea, he had every right.

Ael tVecj:	<Oh!>

DErvKYele:	I think we should encourage the boy.

Ael tVecj:	>>>>>>>>>>>>>>End Sim<<<<<<<<<<<

Ael tVecj:	>>>>>>>>>>>>>>End Sim<<<<<<<<<<<

Ael tVecj:	>>>>>>>>>>>>>>End Sim<<<<<<<<<<<

Ael tVecj:	::blushes::

Retor EtoK:	It's nice to know what you think.  I *really* appreciate your approval.

Retor EtoK:	I am having so much fun playing this role. . . wow. . . this is really cool

DErvKYele:	Great sim all!

Ael tVecj:	::Grins at Retor::Seems like your usual self to me. ;)

Retor EtoK:	This is reminding me of "I Am the Cheese" somewhat

EtonTrSaal:	::has _no_ idea what's going on::

Erv tResan:	::hides behind the plants::

Ael tVecj:	You're playing Heb perfectly. And Virgil is perfect, and Nik is perfect...

DErvKYele:	What, specifically, don't you understand, Eton?

Ael tVecj:	We need more storylines like this..;)

Retor EtoK:	No kidding, Ael!

LtJgChekov:	::steps out from behind plant:: Is it safe?

DErvKYele:	::nods::

Erv tResan:	No.

Erv tResan:	::giggles::

Ilia tReki:	::slides behind the vacated plant::

EtonTrSaal:	Just about everyhintg, except that we were eating hnoiyika.

DErvKYele:	::wonders how Checkov got into the plant storage::

Retor EtoK:	It would have been better if you never told me that you both were phony

Ael tVecj:	So come up with some! K'Yele and I cant write *everything*

Erv tResan:	I gave him one, K'Yele.

DErvKYele:	::or knew that they were more than just decoration::

EtonTrSaal:	::slides up to her plants:: Room for me? I need to hide.

Retor EtoK:	I think we should try to do more sims like that. . . where the actual players don't know

Retor EtoK:	some key info somethings

Retor EtoK:	err, sometimes

Ilia tReki:	::pulls one of her shrubs over::hands it to Eton:: :)

Erv tResan:	::sees Ilia, giggles, smiles at her::

EtonTrSaal:	Thanks. ::hides behind it::

DErvKYele:	It makes it a more believeable performance. :)

Ael tVecj:	They would if they read the logs...::coughs::

DErvKYele:	Let me just make a suggestion to those of you who don't understand what's going on:

Retor EtoK:	The logs *reveal* information, not conceal

DErvKYele:	Keep all pertinent mails open.

DErvKYele:	Read them right before the sim.

DErvKYele:	And when you need something clarified, read the text again.

Ael tVecj:	Any awards, Retor?

DErvKYele:	:)

Retor EtoK:	Oh. . . sure

Retor EtoK:	It's so nice to be *invited*!

Ael tVecj:	And when in doubt "make something up and wing it"

Retor EtoK:	I would like to call the infamous Aunt and Uncle forward

Ael tVecj:	::steps forward::

DErvKYele:	::steps forward, a bit nervously::

Retor EtoK:	Hello. . . hmm. . .

Erv tResan:	::snuggles behind her plant::

Retor EtoK:	First of all, I thought you were SGFVing very, very well

Retor EtoK:	Good moderation;  not too many hints, but enough to make it believable

Ael tVecj:	::looks flattered::

DErvKYele:	::ditto::

Retor EtoK:	Also, for coming up with this plot. . . I'm terribly jealous

Retor EtoK:	So, without further adieu,

Retor EtoK:	here's my gobbletygook inflammable flying pizza-nugget.

Retor EtoK:	Wear it with pride.

Retor EtoK:	::hands them the nugget::

Retor EtoK:	::bows::

DErvKYele:	::wonders how they are both going to wear the same nugget::

Retor EtoK:	<:-) I know>

Ael tVecj:	Ooooooo...

DErvKYele:	::turns to him::

Ael tVecj:	We'll put in a case on the hwaveyiir...oh wait, no haveyiir.

DErvKYele:	::glares:: If this is what I think it is, no.

Ael tVecj:	::thinks::

Retor EtoK:	<--wishes we didn't have to stop>

Erv tResan:	::hides from the pizza-thingy::>

Ael tVecj:	What is it?

DErvKYele:	Nothing.

Retor EtoK:	It's a pizza nugget, and it's inflammable

Retor EtoK:	Watch.

DErvKYele:	::backs off::

Retor EtoK:	::takes out match, nugget turns to a nice, fine crisp::

Ael tVecj:	Oooh.

DErvKYele:	::knows what he's going to do::

Ael tVecj:	::gulps::

Retor EtoK:	If you've read Stunkard and White, then you get the sort of joke

Ael tVecj:	Dont you mean flammable?

Retor EtoK:	Otherwise, well, too bad.

DErvKYele:	inflammable and flammable mean the same thing.

Ael tVecj:	Aefvadh Ato tr'Lycus!

Retor EtoK:	Inflammable means that it can burn

DErvKYele:	Ie!

Retor EtoK:	Since so many people became confused,

Retor EtoK:	they decided flammable should mean it can burn,

Ael tVecj:	Everyone, Ato tr'Lycus is our new Asst. Science Officer.

Retor EtoK:	but really it's slang to use it that way

Retor EtoK:	Yeah!  Yeah!!

Erv tResan:	::waves::

Eirl tKaen:	Jolan tru

DErvKYele:	Yay!

EtonTrSaal:	Jolan Tru.

AtotrLycus:	Heya, all. Great to be here.

EtonTrSaal:	::ducks back behind his plant::

DErvKYele:	But what we really need is at least one medical staffer! ::flail::

DErvKYele:	:)

Eirl tKaen:	::drags Eton out::

Eirl tKaen:	::threatens to tickle him if he goes back::

EtonTrSaal:	Ugh...

EtonTrSaal:	::squirms, tries to escape from Eirl..::

Ael tVecj:	Well, maybe we can sweettalk Mulder into coming back for the summer...

Ael tVecj:	I wonder if he'll be in NC again.

EtonTrSaal:	::picks Eirl up from behind, tickles her armpits::

Eirl tKaen:	::turns around, ticklees his::

DErvKYele:	::sighs:: What, so you can do illegal stuff with him again?

Erv tResan:	----====({___}) ({____}}

Retor EtoK:	I believe he said he goes every year

Erv tResan:	::at Eirl and Eton::

Ael tVecj:	::blinks at K'Yele::

Eirl tKaen:	what was that?

Erv tResan:	Those are Very Foofy Pillows. :)

Ael tVecj:	You mean the fireworks? Or Mulder's storyline?

Eirl tKaen:	:P

Erv tResan:	Large Very Foofy Pillows. :)

EtonTrSaal:	::huggles Eirl and Lera::

Retor EtoK:	Anyone want to visit me at Tanglewood this sumnmer?

Eirl tKaen:	::hugggles back::

DErvKYele:	I meant driving around hitting signs with beer bottles.

Erv tResan:	::huggles::

Eirl tKaen:	where's that?

AtotrLycus:	Nothink better, KYele!

DErvKYele:	I think you said you did that last time Mulder visited you.

Eirl tKaen:	Hey, if anyone ever comes to MN, tell me, please ::considers it unlikely::

Ael tVecj:	No, I didnt...maybe Retor, when he visited?

Retor EtoK:	Lennox, Massechuessets<sp?!?>

Ael tVecj:	::glances at Retor::

Retor EtoK:	Retor what?

DErvKYele:	Massachussetts.

Retor EtoK:	Did I see Mulder?  Yes

Ael tVecj:	Mulder's not the beer bottle type...

Retor EtoK:	No beer. . . just ice cream

AtotrLycus:	::wishes he wasn't so lost::

DErvKYele:	Sorry, Ato. Just some OOC stuff.

Ael tVecj:	Ato, many of us have met each other in RL. :)

Eirl tKaen:	::doesn't know this stuff either, only knows Eton IRL::

AtotrLycus:	Real life? What a disturbing concept.

EtonTrSaal:	I should probably go...

DErvKYele:	I never have... ::looks downtrodden::

Eirl tKaen:	nooooo!!!

Eirl tKaen:	oh yeah, Mike

Ael tVecj:	Where are you, K'Yele? Boston?

Retor EtoK:	He's a nice boy

Eirl tKaen:	's over

DErvKYele:	Nope.

Eirl tKaen:	say hi for me

DErvKYele:	About 1500 miles south.

Retor EtoK:	He's going to college next year, I think;  but he's only like 16

DErvKYele:	Near Tampa.

Retor EtoK:	No one visiting me at Tanglewood, then?

EtonTrSaal:	I can stay, I guess. :)

Ael tVecj:	>>Centurian (Ctn) -    <same>       Captain     (First Lt)               <<

Ael tVecj:	Hrm...

Ael tVecj:	Oh.

Eirl tKaen:	can't

Eirl tKaen:	:)

Ael tVecj:	I cant, Retor. :(

Retor EtoK:	ugg

EtonTrSaal:	Farewell for now, all.

EtonTrSaal:	Auf Weidersein.

DErvKYele:	Bye!

Ilia tReki:	Night. :)

Ael tVecj:	Night.

Eirl tKaen:	bye, Eton

Erv tResan:	Bye!

Erv tResan:	Bye, everyone! ::huggles::

Ael tVecj:	>>Hello.  My name is Ern EtoK.  I am the acting chief engineer of the ship you are joining.<

Ael tVecj:	::cackles::

Ilia tReki:	::sneaks off, too::  Night all..:)

DErvKYele:	Night, Ilia!

DErvKYele:	Wow, long time no see on that thing! :)

Ael tVecj:	<g>

Erv tResan:	Goodnight!

Ael tVecj:	I *know* I did a newer one, but I dont know where...

Ael tVecj:	Night all!

DErvKYele:	Anyway, I should leave too.

Retor EtoK:	:-)

Retor EtoK:	I remember writing it

DErvKYele:	Niters, all! :)

Ael tVecj:	Its a good guide, Retor. :)

Retor EtoK:	I can update it, if you have it. . .

Retor EtoK:	I think I've learned a thing or two since then

Retor EtoK:	I hope. . .

Ael tVecj:	I sent it to you. ::runs out::

4/25/98 11:26:30 PM	Closing "Hnoiyika 4/25/98"