[22:18:14] ==================== SIM START =================== [22:18:38] * Serrold materializes in the transporter room aboard Vanguard. [22:19:04] ::materializes int he transporter room and just about runs in her fancy dress to the ballroom:: [22:19:16] ::Savant beams in as well decidedly out of uniform. She's dressed to the nines in a red dress and high heels, overall looking good enough to make a supermodel jealous.:: [22:19:38] Kiddo!! ::opens his arms wide as Oswald materializes, looking at Serrold by accident, then correcting and turning slightly to look at his god-daughter:: [22:20:03] ::stands in the ladies room off of the ballroom washing her hands:: (q) Still so dirty; so very, very dirty [22:20:05] ::tugs slightly on his white dress uniform and salutes the Admiral:: [22:20:27] ::flys into Marshall's arms:: Uncle!! [22:21:15] ::catches Oswald and squeezers her, setting her down and half saluting Serrold behind Oswald's back:: [22:21:34] ::shimmers into the transporter room... has on traditional Camelyian formal attire, complete with the light chain mail... only thing that he opted not for was the long flowing cape:: [22:21:36] You look absolutely marvelous, my dear! Glad you could come. [22:21:50] ::She holds a purse and has long opera gloves.. she gets a pleased smile at seeing OSwald's reaction to seeing her father as she steps off of the pad:: [22:22:16] ::kisses Marshall's cheek:: this place is beautiful Uncle... glad I don't have to care for it though... [22:22:30] ::nods to Savant:: Commander. [22:22:49] ::grins:: Oh, I don't know about that. You'd never be able to get enough tinkering done around here. We've got more systems than we know what to do with. [22:22:56] ::she salutes lightly along with Serrold, and smiles at him,:: Do you mind if i accompany you Mister Serrold, Sir? [22:23:54] ::steps down off of the transporter pad and heading off towards the ballroom, wondering if he should have left his sword at home... but its kinda too late now as he stroles at a lesiurly pace down the hall:: [22:24:16] ::ponders for a moment before extending his right arm with all due courtesy:: By all means, Command - uh, Savant. [22:24:28] ::looks at Marshall and whispers:: is there gonna be dancing tonight? [22:24:33] ::walks into the ballroom and slinks around the wall towards what she thinks is the darkest corner, feeling decidedly silly in her simple black dress:: [22:25:19] For you, my dear, anything. ::puffs out his chest a little:: I've been learning the trombone, and I must say I think I'm getting pretty good at it. Should the band not want to play, I'll serenade you myself! [22:25:43] ::makes a face:: oh no! [22:26:16] ::She takes his arm with equal politeness. She wasn't warm like a person would be, though her skin was as soft as it should be:: I do apologize if i make you somewhat uncomfortable, Sir. I just don't have a date, and, well, it's a little uncomfortable a situation overall ^_^ [22:26:31] ::blinks and steps back a little:: Oh, I'm sorry....did you not want to dance? [22:26:37] ::finally enters the ballroom looking around at the grand ballroom... looking like almost he was expecting something more but smiles:: (m) not bad... [22:28:05] ::smiles wanly:: That's okay. I was't able to secure a date either. Then again, I wasn't sure what to expect from this evening. [22:28:36] ::hugs Marshall, and then catches a glimance of Prescot:: oh yes I want to dance... I just don't want you to play... [22:28:37] well, as I'm told, Ms MA'aru is there.. and you seem to ahve an eye for her. PErhaps you can ask her to dance tonight? [22:29:25] ::snorts, grins:: So does the rest of the crew. ::extends his arm to the door, would you like to head for the ballroom? [22:29:27] ::slowly disengages herself from Marshall's side...:: can you start up your band, Uncle? I think I spotted my first partner for the evening ::smiles sweetly:: [22:29:33] ::chuckles:: Dancing? At a movie show? ::shrugs:: Anything's possible tonight, I suppose. [22:29:34] ::spies Zunite and smiles again, only this time bigger.. but then sees shes with someone and stays back, giving her a little space:: [22:30:00] well, it's going to be a little ball beforehand, right, Sir? [22:30:17] I do believe that they should be playing right now, my dear. [22:31:08] ::stands on tip toes and kisses Marshall's cheek:: yippee [22:31:26] ::smiles and chuckles:: Like I said, I had no idea what tonight was going to hold. [22:31:55] ::hugs Marshall one last time;: I'll talk to you later ::gracefully walks, quickly, towards Prescot:: [22:31:57] well, some positively awful movies, but that's later on. For now, just a bit of a social get-together [22:32:08] ::reaches the corner and sits in an overstuffed chair conveniently left there, pulls a PADD out of somewhere and flips it on:: [22:32:31] Enjoy, my dear! ::waves goodbye:: [22:33:00] ::grins walking over to Zunite, meeting her half the distance:: a friend of yours?? [22:33:01] ::half-closes his eyes, listening to the music as they approach the ballroom:: Yes, it does sound like there's a live band in there... [22:33:04] ::Arrives at the doors to the ball room:: after you, Sir ^_^ [22:33:32] ::hooks her arm Prescot's and starts leading him towards the ballroom:: my Uncle ::smiles happily:: isn't he wonderful.. [22:34:07] ::holds the door for Savant:: Ladies and simulacrums first. ::smiles thinnly but warmly:: [22:34:38] ::walks with her towards the dance floor:: certainly seems very nice... you have a lot of relatives over here dont you?? [22:35:10] ::She comes up with a reply, but decides to dispense with it, instead she enteredthe ball room and waited for him on the other side:: [22:35:21] ::glances up, tugging at the hem of her dress as a few of the Coro's crew walk into the ballroom:: [22:35:44] interesting, i haven't been called "Simulacrum" in a long time, now. [22:36:12] ::looks down at the floor:: he's not really my uncle.... he's my god father.. but he's like an uncle... [22:36:18] ::enters behind Savant and comes to a halt just to her left:: Yes,... I'm... I'm working on that. [22:36:30] ::frowns:: I don't even know if I have any real uncles in the old galaxy.... [22:36:36] oh, not at all, Sir. I *am* a simulacrum. [22:36:42] ::continues to greet guests in transporter room as they file over from different ships, making a few uncomfortable, making a few grin and laugh:: [22:37:14] ::she smiled reassuringly:: You can't offend me by calling me what I am, sir. [22:37:51] ::enters out on the ballroom floor:: do you dance a lot?? [22:38:19] ::chuckles:: I know some stuck-up, self-absorbed bitches who would certainly take offense to being called what they are. [22:51:04] ::Savant turns her head to Kari and smiles at her lightly, looking eminently happy with the evening:: [22:51:06] ::helps and steadies her:: you ok?? ::smiling:: hit a nerve there? [22:51:09] *** Savant sets mode: +o Serrold [22:51:23] ::shakes her head, both at her dancing and at the question:: not really.. it'll be done soon though.. [22:51:33] ::smiles;: I'm fine [22:51:54] ::exits the transporter room, the majority of guests having arrived, and heads for the ship's ballroom:: [22:51:58] ::blinks, realizing that he has been lost in thought for quite some time and that the room is growing quite full:: [22:52:46] ::motions to the chair:: Mind if I join you, commander? [22:53:25] ::stops at the entrance to the ballroom, adjusts his jacket, checks his hair in the reflection of the corridor computer panels, and enters the room:: [22:53:40] of course, Ma'am ^_^ And please, i'm hardly a Commander. You can call me Savant if you prefer.. i don't stand on rank at all. [22:54:12] ::moves around the room, searching people's eyes and faces, not certain what it is that he is looking for:: [22:54:17] ::pulls out the chair and glances under the table as she sits, sure enough...:: [22:55:10] ::she smiled winningly at Marshall as he entered, and nods her head to him:: [22:55:13] ::grins as the big-band music washes over him as he moves into the ballroom, his feet shuffling a little to the beat:: [22:55:19] ::looks savant over:: You look really good, Savant [22:55:52] thats good ::smiles and twirling her around:: [22:56:01] why thank you ^_^ I did my best. To be honest, i've never been in this situation before. You yourself are looking positively stunnin today, might I add. [22:56:07] ::notes the Admiral again, a smile playing across his features as he makes his way towards his former commanding officer:: Admiral Marshall! [22:56:23] ::giggles:: [22:56:29] that was fun ::smiles at Prescot:: [22:56:39] ::nods and winks at Savant as he half-jives towards the bar, and turns as he hears his name called:: Yessah? [22:56:55] ::she winks back playfully at the Admiral:: [22:57:28] ::laughes derisively for a moment:: Heh, thanks [22:57:30] glad you like it ::smiles and move along with the next song in the dance:: [22:57:41] ::makes his way towards the bar and extends his hand to the Admiral:: It's good to see you again, sir. I would have said more earlier when I saw you, but obviously you were tied up with the commander. [22:58:43] no, i'm serious, Ma'am. Get you out of an everyday uniform and you positively shine [22:59:14] ::tilts his head slightly to the side, a half-cocked grin across his features:: Do forgive me, it's rare I get the chance to see my god- daughter. [22:59:26] Bad gateway. [22:59:52] Really? ::raises an eyebrow:: I never realized the connections we have in this little fleet of ours... [23:00:00] <> [23:00:27] <> [23:00:49] ::smirks slightly:: They used to say it's a small world. I guess now we can say it's a small universe. [23:01:25] ::moves himself in a little bit closer to Zunite... moving along now a bit slower as the music has slowed down:: [23:01:26] ::smiles slightly and decides to change the topic:: Quite a ballroom, isn't it? [23:01:44] it makes me wish we had one on Coronado. [23:02:07] ::indicates the bar:: Drink? [23:02:27] ::chuckles:: Sure, sir. How's about a rum and cola? [23:02:32] but, i don't think i'll be getting one any time soon ^_^ [23:02:46] ::smiles up at Prescot a little more before resting her cheek on his chest:: [23:02:49] ::nods:: Indeed, we might be able to whip something like this up in the holodeck... [23:03:24] well, holodecks are nice and all... but they're just so fake. The real thing is entirely different. [23:03:54] ::nods to the bartender:: And a single malt, please. ::turns back around to survey the room:: We don't get to use this thing enough anymore. It was built with the intention of wineing and dineing all the contractors and Starfleet personnel who funded our projects. Definitely not an issue out here. [23:04:39] ::shakes his head:: No, not nearly an issue. ::leans back against the bar:: [23:05:27] Heh, I suppose you have a rather uniqe perspective [23:05:53] Can I ask you a question, Admiral? [23:06:11] ::smiles back his arm almost now over hers and resting on her back, leaning his head down when his back is too the crowd of people:: [23:06:31] ::accepts his drink from the bartender and takes a sip, satisfyingly smacking his lips as he takes his first sip:: Anytime, Craig. You know how I work. [23:06:36] to you, i imagine that it looks exactly the same. To me, they're entirely different animals. [23:06:54] ::she lets out somethign that seems like a sigh and smiles at Kari blithely:: [23:07:16] ::snuggles a bit into Prescot and whispers something to him:: [23:07:51] Admiral, whatever happened to Admiral Wallace's task group? I mean, I thought they were supposed to be covering our backs there at Hayashi. Last I heard, they were still at Camelyn... [23:08:57] ::chuckles a bit and continues dancing:: [23:09:38] ::grins, snorts:: Wallace wasn't covering our backs. There was no need to. I told him to get lost and stop hanging around. [23:09:57] ::pats Prescots chainmail:: nice armor you got here Sir Prince, bit cold though... [23:10:48] ::takes a sip:: Hayashi was still well within Federation boundaries after the war ended, and I wasn't planning on keeping all our eggs in one basket, so I made sure we and the science vessels stayed close enough to be in contact, but far enough so that if we all got in trouble, the others'd be safe. [23:11:35] ::snickers a bit:: sorry about that... I was told somewhat formal attire and thought this would be more appropriate [23:11:41] Of course, I'm sure he came charging in as soon as we disappeared. ::chuckles:: [23:12:06] ::pauses and stares at the deck, the music blaring loudly in the background:: I understand that you served with him and Admiral Aldur, back on my ship's predecessor. Do you think that he'll try to come through and try to rescue us himself? [23:12:59] ::smiles up at Prescot:: I think they would have allowed you to wear simply a suit.. [23:13:49] ::lets out a breath slowly and looks around the room:: You know, the more I think about it, the more I realize exactly how strange all of these people are... [23:13:59] how's that, Ma'am? [23:14:06] everyone wears a suit... besides I so rarely give evidence as to were I hail from... I thought this would be a good opertunity to [23:14:12] ::chuckles:: I may think Wallace is a moron at times, but he's not stupid. And to dive through that hypergate after we, and an entire battlegroup of Camelynian vessels, entered it and didn't come back would be very stupid. [23:14:42] ::smiles:: if you like it, I suppose it is good that you wore it.. [23:15:33] Besides ::grins:: He knows that if this ship and its technology can't figure a way back, then his bucket of bolts sure can't. ::takes another sip:: [23:15:43] ::thinks a little more:: I hate to admit it, Admiral, but I think I miss my home. And I find myself a bit envious of people such as yourself and Commander Oswald, people who have these friendly faces in this distant place... ::trails off and stares out at the dancefloor:: [23:16:14] ::looks around her a bit:: I wonder what their reactor looks like... [23:16:39] ::blinks at such an odd question:: ummm I have no idea [23:17:17] Bah, don't let it fool you. We miss home just as much as the rest of you. I want to get back to Earth so I can take this false matter stuff and use it to turn Romulus into a large series of smaller chunks, while my God-daughter would love it to be back in a place where people aren't actively trying to damage her ship. ::chuckles:: [23:18:23] ::whispers to Prescot:: I'm gonna call on a few privelges to look at it.. you don't have to come if you don't want to... I think some of your Marine friends might want to talk to you or something... [23:18:27] ::shrugs listlessly:: just so many unique personalities... [23:19:05] (w) ok... I dont think seeing dilithium will be any more exciting than when I last saw it... have fun ::smiles:: [23:19:23] ::she smiles lightly and comments:: That's a good perspective, and rather unique. So many slip into the "Us and Them" grouping mentality [23:19:24] ::looks longingly at Prescot:: I'll see you later? [23:19:41] ::smiles warmly too her:: count on it [23:19:50] And I want to get back... ::clenches his fists:: ...dammit, Admiral, HAVE to get back. I've been investigating some pretty serious stuff, and I need to know the truth. And I can only learn that for certain if I can get back to Trill. [23:20:53] ::pulls Prescot's head down to her level while standing on tip toes and kisses his cheek:: see ya late than ::smiles prettily:: [23:21:02] ::finishes his drink:: Whoahhhh there. Easy cowboy. ::grins friendly like:: [23:21:08] ::skips over to Marshall:: [23:21:37] ::grins widely and watches as she walks away... catching himself staring after a bit and walking over to the group were Savant and Kari are:: [23:22:10] ::snuggles up to Marshall's side and whispers;: can I go peak at your engine room Uncle? [23:22:18] > [23:22:21] ::she smiles at Prescot with her almost patented diplimatic smile:: sir [23:22:36] Unless... ::scans the crowd and sighs:: ...I've been looking for Lt. Commander Jaina Fel, Swiftsure's XO... I was hoping that she would be here. [23:22:48] ::sees the look on Serrold's face:: Aww, c'mon now. No need worrying about stuff you can't do anything about. ::looks over at Zunite:: [23:22:59] Heh, I suppose unique perspectives are a specialty of mine [23:23:11] what makes you say that? [23:23:11] ::smiles at Savant:: ma`am... you look absolutely fantastic... as do you ::smiles at Kari:: may I join you two ladies?? [23:23:25] please do, Sir ^_^ I can't let flattery like that go unrewarded [23:23:36] Aaaabsolutely not. Ralgha would skin you alive if he knew you had been tampering down there. ::lightly taps Zunite's nose with his index finger to accentuate his point, grinning:: [23:24:01] ::gives her Uncle her best puppy dog eyes:: please? [23:24:05] ::smiles tiredly:: You're right, sir. As usual. Damn, I miss serving with you, Admiral. Captain Kor is a good man and an accomplished pilot. But certainly nothing like yourself. [23:24:15] with sugar and icing on top? [23:24:42] I won't touch anything.. I promise.. you can even send Ralgha with me... I don't mind... [23:24:49] I'd probably get a better tour than... [23:24:54] Ohhhhh, alright. Just don't touch anything, I don't want my chief engineer looking for somebody else to eat for dinner when he can't find you. [23:25:32] ::has a seat next to Savant:: I dont believe Ive seen you at many of these kinds of social functions ma`am... are you going to be gracing us with your presense more often?? [23:25:40] ::hugs Marshall:: thank you thank you thank you ::kisses his cheek and positively dances off to the engine room:: [23:25:45] ::chuckles and looks over at Serrold:: Nah, no you don't. You don't build a career on my ship, it's just a stepping stone. Most people don't take my performance reviews very seriously. They're just impressed you survived the trip. ::winks:: [23:26:01] ::returns the hug and watches Zunite skip off:: [23:26:13] <> [23:26:20] Oh, i don't know, Sir. I'm not quite made for these ^_^ Perhaps a guest appearance once in awhile, but i don't see myself as much of a party-goer. [23:26:24] ((night Sonya ^_^)) [23:26:37] ::chuckles:: With some of the ships you let me test pilot? I'm rather surprised myself that I'm still in one piece. [23:28:05] *** Zunite has quit IRC (Leaving: Smile!) [23:28:27] well ma`am from this angle you look like you could party with the best of them and then some... you really should consider comming out here more often, who knows you may enjoy it more [23:28:59] ::nods as a waiter brings him a glass of wine and takes a sip of it:: [23:29:04] ::she chuckled lightly:: It's easy to look like anything you want when your body is made out of polymers and alloys. But, thank you, Sir, i think i might [23:29:05] ::gets a glass of water from the bartender and begins sipping on it, chuckling after finishing his first drink:: Oh, c'mon now. You think I'd ever actually let you get in some of those turbocharged machines if I didn't think you'd make it back alive? ::his smile dims slightly:: Although we never did have much time for such matters once I...borrowed this ship to deliver Zunite's mother for her. [23:29:14] you're certainly looking quite dapper yourself [23:29:18] We only had, what, four months between the end of the war and getting sucked through here? [23:30:15] ::bows slightly:: thank you ma`am... I thought I should go for a more traditional look tonight.. [23:31:04] ::leans back in her chair, idly wishing she had gotten a drink before sitting down:: [23:31:24] ::nods:: Something like that. [23:31:26] it does compliment you, Sir ^_^ You've settled into the party quite well.. i've noticed a few of the girls from the Vanguard have their eyes on you. [23:32:13] ::smiles a bit:: oh yeah?? maybe I should pay them a visit later ::winks:: [23:32:41] ::she chuckled:: Admiral Marshall should be on his guard, or you'll steal half of his crew away, i'm sure [23:33:08] Ah well, ::shrugs:: guess I'll just have to design us a new fighter to go up against the Pfhor for you guys to test pilot, right? ::grins again:: [23:34:40] ::chuckles:: I definitly want something heavier and newer than the Spectres. They're good, but the design is over 25 years old. [23:34:43] ::mentally winces that Zunite not only has a Col for a relative that could bust him down... but also an Admiral... but doesnt display a thing only smiles at Savant:: indeed he should [23:35:47] Now that's the trick, isn't it? Weaponry, or speed? ::shakes his head:: I've been trying to find the proper balance for twenty-five years, and I'm still trying to figure out the proper formula. [23:35:55] ::she chuckled and noted his very slight discomfort through his change in body temperature... but was far too polite to comment on it:: You don't have a significant other, Sir, it's always startled me. Is there any reason for it? [23:36:48] What about that one fighter you tested out? The one you built on the old Coro. I heard all kinds of stories about you and that thing from back in the day, Admiral. [23:36:51] ::shrugs:: just havent found the right one yet I suppose... would be easy enough back home... but Id prefer not to marry for money or power... [23:37:35] despite the social cusom of arranged marriages, few prefer it [23:37:38] ::chuckles:: The one I built, or the one they sent me to put through the paces? [23:38:45] ::leans back in his seat and grins widely:: although there is a phrase that I heard from back home... one that was terrible discouraged mind you.. but it went something like this "Wifes are ment to give you legitimate childern, mistresses for physical pleasures, and servants for maintaining the house" and there are some parts of that... that arent too bad [23:39:08] ::grins and winks at Savant again:: [23:39:24] it sound like something that the court of Camelyn encourages, to tell the truth. [23:39:32] ::she smiled a dazzling smile at his wink:: [23:39:48] ::smiles:: Truth be told, I wouldn't mind seeing what you did with either of 'em, Admiral. [23:41:19] oh Im sure they do... of course as a child we are encouraged to be faithful... then we learn the real world later on... [23:41:48] ::She smiles a knowing smile:: You're quite the unconventional Camelynian, Sir. [23:42:00] ::smirks:: Well, the one I built was constructed from a Peregrine-D class heavy fighter originally flown by one Jessi Anderson. I tinkered with that thing for hours on end...new weapons, new sensors, new shields. You know, a full body-up refit. [23:42:56] As far as I know, it's still in storage in Maintenance Bay 13 on Starbase 274. That is, if they haven't cleared it out figuring I'm never coming back for it. ::chuckles:: [23:42:56] ::ponders for a moment:: A Peregrine... wow, saw one of those in the fleet museum once... [23:42:57] ::smiles at Savant:: why thank you ma`am... I love my people dearly and hold many truths and ideals close my heart... but somethings I find just too damn odd not to question [23:43:08] such as? [23:43:54] ::shoots Serrold a friendly 'keep that kid's mouth shut and let me tell my story' look, a quirk of a smile in the corner of his mouth:: [23:44:23] ::chuckles at the look from the old man:: [23:44:49] The one they sent me was a Bonzai-class heavy assault fighter outfitted with an experimental shield analyzer that could pinpoint the frequency of a vessel's shielding and tune its torpedoes to match it to hit the target where it counted. [23:45:25] Unfortunately the system never really worked out; required the fighter to remain on one course for too long, but the spaceframe and design specifications eventually evolved into the Jaguar. [23:45:40] ::leans forward, interested:: [23:45:53] ::feels a wait pulling against her eyes, starts to stand, and looks at savant and prescot:: If you two will excuse me, it is getting late and I have some things to take care of [23:46:02] good night, Ma'am [23:46:29] courtly love for instance ::winces almost at the mention of it:: I never have and will understand that ::smiles at Kari:: good night ma`am [23:46:45] That one....::grins:: I remember the day that it arrived on Coronado. I do believe the flight deck officer found it rather amusing that I was doing cartwheels across the deck. [23:46:47] courtly love? How do you mean that? [23:47:17] ::walks towards the transporter room, wishing that they on the coro so she wouldn't have to bother with it:: [23:47:38] ::raises an eyebrow as he sips his drink:: Cartwheels, Admiral? [23:48:00] it ties into the whole quote that I gave you... a man is to pine after a noble and beautiful woman... but not persue her, normally because she is of too high of status... or something or other... [23:48:04] ::gives Serrold a surprised look:: You've never done cartwheels? [23:48:24] ah, i understand. How delightfully victorian ^_^ [23:48:26] Oh, a time or two. ::grins:: I think I was 6. [23:49:04] Bah, you can never grow out of cartwheels. ::sets his drink down on the table:: To demonstrate. [23:49:05] not that, thats a bad thing being victorian... but that concept escapes me... [23:49:38] Oh, gods... ::sets his drink down:: That's okay, really, Admiral... [23:49:43] i think of it as a game. How to confess your love without letting anyone else know about it [23:49:43] and the whole idea that I shouldnt be off leading men into a charge because of my birthright... ::almost scowls at remembering what he was told, but doesnt:: [23:49:50] Action: In Trademark Marshall fashion, the Admiral does an honest-to-god cartwheel away from the bar. [23:50:20] ::straightens, tugs his jacket down, grinning:: Now, you go. [23:50:26] ::Savant turns her head to the Admiral and smiles:: ah, true to form. [23:50:41] ::clears his throat:: Uh, sure. Of course, Admiral. [23:50:54] ::chuckles a little seeing an Admiral do a cartwheel then seeing Serrold be forced into one:: [23:51:30] Action: Attempts a cartwheel but manages something more akin to a drunken flip of some sort. [23:51:51] well, now you have more than an opportunity to do so, Sir, and great esteem. I'm sure that should you return to Camelyn, you'll find much more respect there. [23:52:20] ::shakes his head:: Absolutely unacceptable, Craig. You'll need to practice if you plan on doing them in front of your crew. [23:52:44] I - um - I was never really planning on doing them in front of the crew, Admiral. [23:53:01] ::she pipes up:: Oh, Sir, you wound me! i thought that Coronado's crew could upstage anyone! [23:53:26] Bah, Kids these days. ::grins and takes position back up at the bar, retrieving his drink:: [23:53:42] ::smirks Savant's statement:: (m)if my father lets me in the door.... ::going back to normal voice:: but your right as usual ma`am... Im sure they will accept my judgement [23:54:02] ::louder, back to Savant:: Are you insinuating that I am not a member of the crew of the U.S.S. Coronado, my dear? ::ghost of a smile:: [23:54:42] and you, Sir! embarrassing the crew of your fine ship. You shoudl be ashamed.. that is, I would say so if i didn't know who you were. [23:56:00] ::shakes his head, now grinning:: So much processing power, so little use for it. Want that I should properly design your algorithms! [23:56:21] ::shakes his head:: Savant, how about a dance? [23:56:26] ::grins getting in on this as well:: come on Marine! toughen up! [23:56:52] i'm wounded, Sir. And you won't be touching my routines with a ten foot pole, all due respect, Sir ^_^ [23:56:54] well thats one way of getting out of it I suppose.. [23:57:00] ::she beamed at Serrold:: I'd be delighted, Sir [23:57:42] Now wait just a minute, you haven't finished practicing your....ah hell, nevermind. ::waves Serrold on:: [23:58:16] i'll be sure he keeps on his toes, Sir. [23:58:30] ::takes Savant's hand and leads her to the dance floor:: You ever notice that "with all due respect" is usually a qualifier preceeding or following a statement that is usually completely without respect? [23:58:48] ::grins and nods to Savant as he takes his place back at the bar:: [23:58:55] ::She beamed even wider, and didn't reply:: [00:00:09] ::smiles as the band begins playing Frank Sinatra's "The Way You Look Tonight":: [00:01:30] ::she danced like a practiced dancer, an aura of grace following the android about. She seemed human, almost, but there were always a few oddities that kept her from seeming entirely so:: [00:01:53] You're quite good, Savant. [00:02:28] ::looks up at the chrono, grins, and indicates for the bartender to put him on shipwide communications once the song is over:: [00:02:38] ::walks over to the bar noding at the Admiral as he comes up to the bar:: Hello sir... ::smiles at the bartender:: Camelyian Whiskey if you got it [00:02:59] ::spins Savant and dips her ever so lightly as the song wraps up:: [00:02:59] *** Savant has quit IRC (Connection reset by peer) [00:04:09] ::nods to Prescot, looking over the garb:: And how dost thou find my ship, good sir? Are thee enjoying thineself? [00:04:18] *** Savant has joined #USS-Coro [00:04:21] <> [00:04:27] *** Serrold sets mode: +o Savant [00:04:44] ((danke shoen)) [00:05:25] ::she smiled at Serrold through the dance, following his lead effortlessly:: [00:05:26] ::smiles at the Admrial:: indeed milord ::bowing slightly to him:: thine ship is most spectacular in design and splendor... I truely envy thee for having such a find ship at thine command [00:05:59] ::smirks slightly:: You've been amongst Starfleet too long....Major? You're losing your accent. [00:06:31] You know... I wonder if they have him... ::turns to Marshall:: Admiral, do you still have the Vic Fontaine program? [00:06:56] aye sir ::smiles:: I found it much easier to get along with and blend in at OCS rather than stick out like a sore thumb for the fourth years to pick on [00:07:00] who? I'm sorry, you've lost me. [00:07:25] ::grins and nods at Prescot, then looks over and gives Serrold a 'one moment' gesture, nodding to the bartender:: [00:07:56] ::steps out into the center of the ballroom:: Excuse me all, may have your attention, please? [00:08:11] ::she stops to give the Admiral her attention:: [00:08:27] ::smiles looking over at the admiral sipping at the whiskey he was given:: [00:08:36] Action: The shipwide communications system picks up the Admiral as he speaks. [00:08:46] ::grins at Savant and whispers:: If he lets us use it, you're gonna love this guy. I picked up a copy of this program from a guy on DS5. [00:08:59] Now then, if I could just say a few words....I'd be a better public speaker! ::polite laughter:: [00:09:46] ::She replies quietly, her voice a subtle pur as her lips don't even move... the benefits of having an actual speaker for a voice box:: I'm looking forward to it Sir [00:09:54] ::grins:: In any case, the hour is now upon us. For those of you who are interested, and would like to partake in a Vanguard tradition, we will be showing the classic Ray Bradbury film "It came from Outer Space" in the theatre in approximately fifteen minutes. [00:09:57] ::shakes his head at Marshall's terrible joke:: [00:11:15] Those of you who would like to continue to enjoy the band here in the ballroom are most welcome, and both the arbouretum and the holodecks are at your disposal for any functions you care to indulge in. Simply contact my operations officer, Kieren McMullan, and he'll set you right up. ::looks at Serrold:: Including those of you looking for Vic Fontaine. [00:12:52] Emergency exits are located at the front, and the rear, of the facility ::does a bad impersonation of an old Earth profession that likely no-one gets:: Please keep your hands inside the ride at all times, and last but not least, feel free to rid me of the copius amounts of alcohol in the ships stores; Lord knows you've all earned it. [00:13:25] ::quietly:: it's nice to see that the Admiral hasn't changed for all the years [00:13:52] ::raises a fist and shouts:: Hoo rah, Admiral Marshall! [00:14:19] ::smiles out amongst the crowd as people begin dispersing to either attend the movie or attend to other matters:: [00:14:29] ::She chuckled a little:: [00:15:43] ::walks over to Serrold:: And as for you, mister I-don't- cartwheel in front of my crew. ::extends his hand:: I'll keep you in mind should I decide I need to have a toy stress-tested. [00:16:24] ::shakes the Admiral's hand:: Damn good to see you again, sir. It's been an interesting six months over on Coro, I have to say. [00:16:42] ::grins downing some of his liquor:: [00:17:01] ::She held her hands together in front of her politely.. Savant didn't really know the Admiral all too well personally, so didn't want to interrupt:: [00:17:44] On a Coronado, there's never anything but. ::bows to Savant:: As always, my dear, it's wonderful to see you again. Feel free to take a peek at my ship's database before you leave and pick out anything you think might be interesting. [00:18:14] ::She bowed slightly and commented with a hint of humour:: wht makes you think I haven't already, sir? [00:18:54] Naughty girl. ::winks and turns, heading for the exit, and the movie theater:: [00:19:01] <> [00:19:08] <> [00:19:25] *** Marshall has left #USS-Coro [00:19:35] <> [00:19:41] ::turns to Savant:: Care to join me in the aboretum? [00:19:54] i'd be delighted, Sir ^_^ I've seen the movie before, anyways. [00:20:10] <> [00:20:14] ((seeya ^_^)) [00:20:17] *** Prescot is now known as Shadow-FjP [00:20:33] *** Shadow-FjP has left #USS-Coro [00:20:43] ::leads Savant off to the arboretum, down a long corridor:: I miss this ship, sometimes. [00:21:43] ::she walks along slowly, keeping pace:: oh? how so? [00:22:29] *** Kari has quit IRC (Connection reset by peer) [00:25:08] Oh, being a test pilot for Admiral Marshall was always interesting. Granted, it had nothing on Coro... ::smiles:: ...but it was a nice way to make a living. [00:25:37] it seems an interesting thing. I've always enjoyed flying [00:28:11] ::enters the massive arboretum:: Yeah... been doing it for... ::smiles and sighs:: ...probably half my life. Maybe longer. [00:28:44] i started my life flying, i suppose. It's a very relaxing mindset to be in, i find. Almost meditative. [00:29:22] ::looks around:: God, I love this place. ::takes a deep breath and closes his eyes:: If there's anything I love more than flying, it's being amongst nature like this. [00:30:43] ::she smiles serenely and doesn't reply to that, letting him enjoy the quiet of his natural settings:: [00:31:58] Hell of a party. [00:32:07] ::snorts:: Hell of a battle. [00:32:48] it was certainly something, Sir. It's nice to have this sort of a party, though.. brings a closure to things [00:36:23] ::eyes Savant for a moment:: Computer, Run the Vic Fontaine program. Have him start off with... ::smiles:: "Come Fly With Me." [00:37:07] ::She watched with amusement as Vic appeared, for cone on the other side of a hologram's appearance:: [00:38:48] Shall we dance? [00:39:05] One more before I head back to Coro... ::smiles:: [00:39:17] ::she smiled her warm smile and lifted her hands invitingly to him, it seemed enough of a reply:: [00:42:45] ::takes Savant gently, moving slowly to the music:: You're quite a - a person, Savant. I suppose I misjudged you at first. [00:43:59] ::she swayed along with the music, speaking quietly so as to not disrupt the mood,:: Don't worry, Sir. It wouldn't be the first time, nor the last. You've at least decided to accept me, a lot never do." [00:45:04] ::chuckles ever so softly, still holding her closely:: I think that I would be honored to call you friend, after all that we've been through. [00:46:57] ::He could almost hear her smile, though the fact that she wasn't breathing was terribly distracting.:: I've always been very cautious about who i call friend... but i don't think that I would mind it at all [00:49:32] ::realizes that Vic has stopped singing but has let his band continue playing as the bemused hologram continues to watch:: You know, I read up on all of Coronado's senior personnel and most of her recent missions when I first transferred aboard. [00:50:58] ::She didn't say more than "oh?" so as she woudln't disrupt his train of thought... her cheek rested against his, and her hair smelled faintly of lavender... though beneath that, almost undetectable, was the chemical smell of a plastic cleaning agent:: [00:52:11] I was struck by the incident at Taer. Specifically, how it affected you. Is it true that you were made flesh and blood by the Taerens? [00:53:24] ::She paused a long moment before replying, choosing her words carefully,:: Not.. quite. Apparently, they have some form of communication that can directly bypass my processing environment. Though, i'm not quite sure. [00:53:59] What was it like? [00:55:23] terrifying... I still have difficulty expressing it [00:56:09] you're the first to ask me on it, though. [00:58:56] I - well, I was curious. Life is always changing. We even have artificial commanders - ::smiles as he meets her eyes:: - but still we're seeing changes going on. Don't you find all that life - yours included - is capable of just fascinating? [01:00:20] I've always found myself rather mundane... how you function at all, much less have sentience, has always absolutely astonished me [01:04:28] ::moves slowly to the music:: I've always been interested in how varieties of life interact. I myself am the result of two totally different humanoid species merging. [01:05:55] ::she swayed slowly along with the music, as graceful as ever:: You, sir, are a remarkable being, and i've always valued your presence for the time i've known you. You're remarkably insightful. [01:06:32] What about all the times I said all those... not-so-nice things? [01:08:07] ::Her smile was slight and perhaps somewhat embarrassed:: Sir, for all the things you've said, I've been treated far more coldly. While I worked with Intelligence i was literally a "resource". [01:10:22] ::harumphs:: I might have considered you an artificial lifeform, but you were always some form of life in my mind. ::blushes slightly:: And the fact that you present yourself as a rather attractive young lady didn't hurt either. [01:11:58] ::her smile widened:: I chose this appearance for a specific reason, after all. And i'm flattered... quite a few see me as little more than a holodeck character outside of the holodeck. [01:15:43] ::touches her cheek softly, his expression unreadable:: For all your advancements, for all you're capable of, for all the ways you're "superior" to us organic forms of life... this - this simple touch, this simple feeling... what does it mean to you? [01:18:07] ::She stopped a moment - stopped dancing entirely, freezing to the spot - before her head lowered slightly.:: Not much more than a bit gradient in a sensor field, i'm afraid. Something of a flaw in the design. [01:19:10] ::gazes down at her, and lifts her chin with just the tips of his fingers:: Did I do or say something wrong? [01:20:25] ::Her smile was as reassuring as always, though there was again a minute pause:: Not at all, Sir. [01:21:36] ::allows a slight wrinkle to cross his inscrutable features:: Why am I not convinced? Is everything okay, Savant? [01:22:41] ::Her smile widened and mellowed:: It's a horribly complex problem, sir, and something even I don't quite understand. To understand it properly would require a math degree, probably. [01:22:50] it's just... an unfortunate character flaw, perhaps you could say. [01:23:43] Character flaws, design flaws... bit of a self-esteem problem there, Savant? [01:24:05] ::She chuckles:: always, Sir. [01:24:41] ::rolls his eyes and chuckles:: Good Lord, a computer program with self-esteem issues. [01:26:51] ::she continued to dance with him, returning to the preprogrammed routine as she tried to figure out how to explain herself:: How to say it... Sir, have you ever done any cooking? [01:27:53] I've dabbled on occassion. [01:28:21] well, do you know what a pomegranate is? [01:29:42] ::frowns slightly:: An Earth fruit, yes? [01:29:59] well, i'm very much like one. [01:30:48] On the outside there's a nice smooth cohesive surface, carefully maintained by nature and resilient to weather. Inside, thousands of tiny little miniature fruits, each one distinct and seperate, but connected [01:31:19] ::nods slowly:: In a way, Savant, I think we're all very much like that. [01:32:03] one of them is me. The other thousand is interpreters, sensors drivers, motive functions, dictionaries, and other interface layers. [01:32:25] ::She nodded slightly. her eyes were mostly closed as she explained:: Quite, Sir, but i believe there's one fundamental difference. [01:33:20] are you aware and conscious of the electrical signal your brain is sending down to the muscles of your leg to move your feet, or of the process that allows you to decide what words to choose? or are you aware of the travel of neural signals from your hand to your brain, and to your thoughts? [01:35:49] ::stops dancing and leads Savant towards the great pair of viewports looking out across Vanguard's saucer and into deep space:: You'd be surprised what I am aware of. [01:37:04] as i'm sure you'd find the reverse ^_^ We talked of piloting earlier on, Craig. I'm a pilot, and this android is my ship. My only means of communication is through thin telegraph lines of programming, and sadly, little emotion carries through them. [01:37:22] My design is my character flaw.. it leaves me isolated from the very things i was meant to emulate. [01:39:43] I've - I've heard stories, reports, rumors of devices capable of transferring consciousnesses from one body to another. Do you think you could ever consider taking advantage of such technologies? [01:40:45] ::she lowers her head a little, though the smile never left her face. She stood close by him, still holding on to one if his hands:: No. I'm far too fragile a creature to risk such a thing. And after what happened at Taer, i'm not sure if i woudl want to. [01:41:39] ::lifts her hand to his lips and kisses it gently:: [01:42:16] You are who you are. [01:42:36] ::Her smile widened slightly and she inclined her head... whoever said that the eyes were windows to the soul was right; even androids applied apparently:: [01:42:48] I would rather be nothing but. [01:45:12] ::still holding her hand, smiles thinnly and warmly into her bright eyes:: I've never - ::looks away, out into space:: - never - I can't say that I've ever really been true to myself and who I am. I've always been who I thought I had to be to get by. But with you and the crew of Coro - well, it's different. [01:45:54] ::she chuckles lightly and smiles wider:: I'm glad you find Coronado so much more free. [01:46:52] ::looks around:: Here on Vanguard... well, we were never very formal, but it was a different sort of informality than what we have on Coro. [01:49:25] how so? [01:50:27] ::shakes his head:: It's not important. [01:50:58] ::she let the matter drop, and returne dot looking out at the stars:: [01:51:21] ((er, returned to)) [01:52:28] ::stares out at the stars, barely aware of the fact that their hands are still intertwined:: The fact of the matter is that I've been a bit of a bastard, especially when it comes to women. [01:52:50] And it's always set me apart. But I never really realized it until I got to Coro. [01:52:58] I *have* noticed that you tend to pinball from one relationship to the other [01:54:18] ::chuckles:: Lightbody would say that I tend to melt like a snowball in hell. [01:54:49] he's an interesting fellow, that Lightbody.... sharp wit, that one [01:55:07] perhaps you need to find a good girl and settle down a little ^_^ [01:56:11] ::shakes his head:: You think I haven't tried? :: turns away and finally releases her hand:: You think I enjoy this life I lead? ::pounds a fist into the viewport support strut:: [01:57:04] ::she didn't move from where she stood, but claspes her hands together and spoke in a quiet, mellowing tone,:: If you don't mind me saying, Sir, i think you try too hard at times [01:58:20] ::snorts and grins wryly:: Oh, I've noticed that myself. [01:59:40] ::she approached him, placing her hands on his shoulders gently, every movement and tone trying to calm him down,:: just relax, Sir. you're charming and bright, and any number of girls would enjoy your company. Don't go looking for love; it'll find you. [02:00:47] ::chuckles bitterly:: I think that my problem is that I've never been looking for love. I've been looking for... a warm body. [02:01:54] That's fair enough. Perhaps your mood will change on the matter. Or perhaps you just haven't met the right woman yet. [02:02:16] ::closes his eyes and sighs:: Maybe... say, could you help me out with this crick in my neck? [02:03:47] ::If one thing Savant was good at, it was going through routines; she was an excepptionally good masseuse. She could literally see the knots of muscle and stress; they were heat bands and dark spots in her wide field of vision. And her hands were certainly strong and dextrous enough for the task:: [02:05:23] Oh, now that's - ow! - good. ::smiles, his eyes still closed:: We're certainly a pair, aren't we, Savant? [02:06:20] ::she didn't halt the massage, hoping that he would continue to calm down:: we do seem to have an interesting number of contrasts and common points [02:12:06] ::inhales deeply, the tension slowly leaving his neck and shoulders:: Mmmmmm... Damn, I should probably get back to the ship. I'm sure I've got an early day tomorrow. Damn Pfhor bastards, trying to wreck my fighters.... [02:13:11] ::she continued massaging a few more moments before patting his shoulders lightly:: well, get some rest, and leave the Pfhor and your fighters for the morning. [02:14:48] ::looks up at Savant, his eyes tired and almost sad:: I don't want to be alone. [02:16:03] ::She smiled lightly and kept a hand on his shoulder:: Then, perhaps once i get back to the ship after a few moments, i'll come visit you awhile. [02:16:22] I would like that, thank you. [02:17:40] ::she placed a light kiss on his cheek... it was odd... warm and dry, but not firm or entirely artificial:: have a good night, Craig. I'll follow you in a little bit. [02:18:07] ::inhales sharply:: In a few then.... [02:18:09] ================== SIM END ================== [02:18:32] just for prosperity's sake, no, Savant is *not* sleeping with Serrold >_o [02:18:47] LOL - I never said she was :) [02:19:22] just making sure ^_- [02:19:25] this is a much better relationship (of whatever sort) than we had for Wallace and Mouse, though that one was pretty good, too :) [02:19:40] this one is very strained in a way [02:19:54] lol - as if that one wasn't? :) [02:19:58] hee hee! [02:20:02] anyways, the mail is sent ^_^ [02:20:49] all righty - catch ya' later :) [02:20:59] seeya ^_^