Session Start: Mon Feb 25 22:04:46 2002 Session Ident: #uss-coro [22:05] so, what'll we do for a sim then? [22:05] where are we? [22:05] something where I am sitting down. [22:05] Seventh Heaven almost always works out [22:05] sounds good ^_- [22:06] *** Aggie is now known as Craig_Serrold [22:06] op me, please [22:06] is it still on the seventh deck? [22:06] *** Savant sets mode: +oo Craig_Serrold rev [22:06] yup, it is [22:06] ok. [22:07] hence the name, Seventh Heaven ;) [22:07] ::sips his usual pulque, waiting for the aftersim to start:: [22:07] *** Kath has joined #uss-coro [22:07] *** Kari sets mode: +o Kath [22:07] ::waves to Kath:: [22:07] <> [22:07] so, then ^_^ we'll se it for just when the Captain's returned back. It's beta shift, rather late on, about dinner time [22:07] ::waves to rev:: [22:08] okie? [22:08] Dinner time, eh? [22:08] ::nods:: Lemme run pee first [22:08] sure [22:09] Hey, everyone. Would you like to try a meat dish I whipped up? [22:09] aaaah, ok, let's sim [22:09] =================SIM START=================== [22:09] ::bings over a tray full of interesting- suspicious looking meat. [22:10] ::Savant enters the lounge, uniform jacket tossed lazily on, still unfastened. She stops at the doorway and looks about:: [22:10] ::limps into the lounge, still healing from his wounds:: [22:10] Olme is seated at a large table, with several empty chairs. He waves Serrold and Sav over. [22:10] :: :: [22:11] ::The android deftly moved aside, not wanting to get into Serrold's way:: sorry, Sir ^_^ [22:11] ::she walks over to the offered chair:: How are you doing, Olme? [22:11] rev:: have been better, Have been worse. [22:11] actually, I have never been better. [22:11] so I've heard ^_^ [22:11] Hello, Savant. Commander. ::nods cordially - if tiredly - at them both:: [22:11] well, that's good to hear! [22:12] Hello. Sorry if I don't get up. [22:12] understandable enough [22:12] ::strolls over,and sees a seat next to rev::Taken? [22:12] it's so exciting. [22:12] CIC> ::finishes looking over the sensor logs of the latest confrontation with the Phfor and decides to leave the bridge, walks to the back towards the turbolifts:: [22:12] ::she pulls Serrold out a seat:: [22:12] ::smiles:: [22:12] have a seat, K. [22:13] good evening, Ma'am ^_^ [22:13] Thanks::sits:: [22:13] You don't know how I need t6his [22:13] did you finish your vegetable shake? [22:13] ::sits tiredly and orders a synthehol:: [22:14] You know K, I was thinking. [22:14] ::Savant just leans back a little and watches, immensely interested in the conversations of her companions [22:14] TL> ::enters the lift and leans against the wall, feeling rather tired:: (q) Deck 6, section 8 [22:14] Once you've reached your term, we could beam the baby out, and you could avoid all those labor pains. [22:14] ::kicks back and sips on his ale:: So,... "Commander" Savant... how was your little adventure to Reor? [22:15] what do you say? [22:15] it passed somewhat uneventful, Sir, far less drama than youyourself encountered. [22:15] ::sips on his pulque:: [22:16] ::rubs the large section of his thigh where the Hound bit him:: Yes, well... I don't imagine an artificial would find much excitement in much of anything. [22:17] you underestimate the commander, Mr. Serrold. [22:17] It's an idea but sort of takes the fun out of it [22:17] Excitement is an inappropriate word, i find ^_^ though, guaging emotions to potentials is so difficult. [22:17] ::eyes Tlaloco tiredly:: And I think you overestimate it, Commander. [22:18] ::laughs:: I was only kidding, K. Wouldn't deprive you of the opportunity to cuss me out. [22:18] ::hugs him::Wouldn't let you::giggles:: [22:18] ::looks knowingly at Sav:: Oh, if you only knew, Mr. Serrold. [22:19] So, K, have you given any thought to a name? [22:19] ::Savant smiles her winning, sly smile:: though perhaps i don't know excitement to the levels which you do, they are not foreign to me. [22:19] ::sips the drink:: It's a program, Commander. A collection of electronic impulses and directed photons. ::snorts loudly:: [22:20] and we are also programs in a manner of speaking. [22:20] ::Savant shrugged:: the directed photons are little more than window dressing, sir. I'm a pattern ^_^ [22:21] Uniforms are made from patterns, Commanders. And my "programming" is natural. No one told me what to be through the use of computers and a work station. [22:21] Not yet [22:22] Thot you might name our son something from your people [22:22] son?? You sure?? [22:22] ::her smile went positively predatory:: natural programming is just that, and can be changed as any other [22:23] *> ::she steps out of the lift as the doors open and groans at the site; she had expected there to be a some damage but note nearly as much as she saw before her. Phaser scorches were everywhere. blood and biological parts(both human and phfor) were still splattered through the corridor she looked down despite the efforts of cleaning crews, and the phfor had apparently ribbed most of the area to shreads as they tried to escape [22:23] ::Her smile melted away again, though, and she leaned back into her chair:: [22:24] nah guessing [22:25] wishing? [22:25] While the child is young, we could call him- or her Paqui. [22:25] I like that what does it mean? [22:25] Happiness. [22:25] ah very good [22:25] that night we were very....happy [22:25] ::slams the glass down:: Well maybe I don't want my programming changed. Maybe I don't think that a program - a "pattern" - should outrank a living being. [22:25] and so was the coro crew, for once [22:26] ::laughs:: Maybe it's time for some more ... [22:26] ::She raised a hand, her voice soft and melodic:: Ease, sir. It was only a joke, there was no ill intent in it. [22:27] ::grunts and takes a sip of his ale:: A joke. The damn thing makes a joke. Wonderful. [22:27] Hey, ease up. [22:27] I apologize ^_^ pehaps my humour is badly crafted at times. I do have only passing experience with it. [22:27] Commander, it's just Savant. It's not like the thing has feelings. [22:28] ::points at Sav:: there are more things in heaven and earth than can be accounted for by your philosophy. [22:28] feeling is over-rated, in my opinion, sir ^_^ [22:29] It's an idea::giggles:: [22:29] Come on, Commander! You can't possibly be defending it. [22:29] Her, Mr. Serrold, HER! [22:29] Hey, Savant is sentient! [22:29] ::Savant only leans back a little and watches, an amused expression on her face:: [22:30] She is as much ...living in her own way as we are ours [22:30] "Her"... have you lifted up "her" skirts to check that out? [22:30] *> ::walks farther down the hall, glancing into various doors on the way. Inside they are all in much the same condition, smashed computer consoles and broken display screens filled most of the Strategic and Tactical Analysis Labs through out the deck. Fortunetly, the most secure areas had been closed off by reinforced doors and forcefields...:: [22:30] ::ears burning:: that's none of your concern, Mister! [22:30] ::Savant replies deadpan:: Even make the attempt and you're a dead man [22:31] Oh, so now it takes offense? Pretty good program here. [22:31] ::chuckles softly:: [22:31] ::Savant chuckles again:: [22:31] ::wonders if he has some explaining to do to k:: [22:31] {{I'll tell you later}} [22:32] this particular avatar was designed to be anatomically correct, to pass physical inspection in the case of any covert operations. For your information ^_^ [22:32] {{Artificial maybe but Savant has more intelligence than Serrold has}} [22:32] ::leans back and takes a deep breath:: Let's start this over again. My parents were geneticists. This - this thing - represents the exact opposite of everything my parents worked for. [22:32] {{I don't need to know your past, I belong only to your present...and I ask maybe your future, for now}} [22:33] Actually, so was my mother [22:33] {{We need to talk about the future}} [22:33] ::savant nods once:: Yes, Sir, i realize that [22:33] {{and the future past}} [22:33] I lived my entire life in a genetics lab so I think I can tell you much more than you want to know, personally [22:34] You are angry, Craig. [22:34] {{I guess I'll have to explain that someday too}} [22:35] <> [22:35] ((seeya Rev ^_^)) [22:35] Angry? No, Commander. Not angry. A little resentful, maybe. Hurt, sure. But not angry. [22:35] ::she gets apologetic almost immediately:: i apologize for hurting you, Sir. I mena no offence. Is there some way to make it up to you? [22:35] *> ::she rounds a corner and finally sees her destination: a hole in the wall, the door to which is now laying out in the corridor. Stepping inside her quarters she felt her heart sink. Lying over half of her bead was the corpse of a Phfor who had apparently been trying to dig its way through the floor when the toxin finally got to him:: [22:35] K, I have to get back on duty. I'm off at oh-thirty. What do you say? [22:37] ::leans forward and smiles, tired and slightly intoxicated:: Sure thing, Savant. Prove to me you're as alive as any woman. That you're not an affront to nature. [22:37] Paqui Janeway de Tlaloco. Or just Paqui. [22:38] night you all. [22:38] *** rev has quit IRC (Leaving: ) [22:38] Good night, Olme ^_^ [22:38] I have none for you, Sir. All science or observation can tell you is that i am a complicated interaction between irrational numbers. [22:39] You don't bleed. You don't get scared. You don't feel pain. Or pleasure? [22:40] I feel fear and pleasure and all of the other emotions, as far as I can tell. [22:42] Really? And can you name a time you were ever scared? [22:42] A minute and a half ago, when you made the suggestion that I wasn't alive ^_^ [22:43] ::coughs slightly, clearing his throat:: I beg your pardon. [22:43] tell me that you wouldn't fear the statement that your soul was so much an illusion, sir. [22:44] Q> ::walks around to her desk and pulls out the chair, she is about to sit when she notices a number of hyposprays on the floor and that the chair itself is virtually covered in blood. She closes her eyes for a moment as the situation finally gets to her. Taking a deep breath she moves quickly out of the room and back down the corridor towards the lift:: [22:44] ::swallows:: All right, I see your point. [22:45] mm ^_^ [22:45] i'm told that, if i do indeed have emotions, they are very violent and unstable things. Not at all what you would recognize. [22:46] ::nods:: [22:46] Don't think this means that I agree with you. But I guess that if I thought I had a soul and someone told me I didn't, I'd be... upset... as well. [22:46] ah, don't worry, Sir ^_^ Does it really matter in the end? [22:47] Well, I would think so... Dad was raised in the old traditions of the Catholic church from Earth. Always told me that our souls would be judged at the end of time. Whatever that means. [22:48] It means that he believes that morality and goodness will ultimately be rewarded, and that sin and hatred will ultimately be punished. He believes in kharma. [22:50] Mom was a Trill. She believed that the soul was carried from host to host with the symbiant. And that after death, there was nothing more. [22:50] a popular belief amongst the trill ^_^ [22:52] Me? I just do the best I can. Sure I drink a little, sleep around a little. But I'm not such a bad guy. ::lays a hand on Savant's shoulder, the effects of the synthale starting to show:: I'm really not. [22:52] TL> ::enters the turbolift and turns to look back down the hall as the doors close feeling, more than anything else, that she needed a good stiff drink right about now:: deck seven [22:53] ::She seemed to exhale and lean back, smiling gently at him. From there he could see the nearly plastic sheen of her hair:: i don't think you are [22:55] ::chuckles bitterly and swallows a shot of the ale:: Ya' know,... Savant,... I still don't think you're all they say you are. But maybe I misjudged you? [22:56] *> ::by the time the lift ride ended she had her emotions back under control and as she neared the door to seventh heaven she already had a PADD out and selecting temperary alternative quarters:: [22:57] I can offer you little proof one way or the other unfortunately... I havent'a heartbeat to check, and i don't breathe. [22:57] ::leans forward and whispers in Savant's ear:: How... - fully... are you functional? [22:58] ::enters the lounge and bypasses the bartender, heading straight for the replicator:: [22:58] ::Her expression goes sly, and quite amused:: Enough to fool a medical doctor [22:59] I don't think you're getting my meaning, Commander. How - fully - functional - are you? [23:00] ::she had to chuckle a little, suprised by his question:: I can do pretty much anything an actual human woman could do, and most things, i can do significantly better. If you mean this android [23:00] If you mean with a hologram? I can break the laws of physics ^_- [23:01] ::sways back drunkenly:: Break the laws of - oh hell yeah! [23:02] ::she laughed a delightful laugh... noted Kari come in and smiled at her briefly:: Get me hooked up to a holodeck and I can make entire universes [23:03] ::She beamed... flirting was an activity that she found actually very entertaining, and something she got to do very infrequently:: [23:03] ::removes a cup from the replicator and moves to the far corner of the lounge, choosing a seat that gave her a very nice view of the stars:: [23:04] ::grabs Savant by the hand and tries to drag her off:: C'mon... [23:05] ::Savant, unfortunately, is rather heavy, and she barely budges at his insistent tug. she stands up at his request, however:: Where are we going, sir? [23:05] Holodeck One, where else? ::falls over, passed out from exhaustion and intoxication:: [23:06] ::she catches him, chuckling:: [23:06] ================SIM END================ [23:07] *** Craig_Serrold is now known as Aggie [23:07] good sim [23:07] whee ^_^ [23:08] havn't done that in a while... [23:08] * Aggie prepares the log to email to Ross as soon as email come back up. [23:08] none of us have [23:08] i'll send it, don't worry [23:08] * Savant wants to aftersim more regularily [23:08] kewl [23:08] sorry i droped out dealing with sim stuff [23:08] * Kari agrees with Savant [23:09] is okay, Kath ^_^ [23:09] lots to do, neh? [23:09] * Kath agrees with both aqnd promises to sim better and pay attn [23:09] its just confuswing when your xo and all sorts of stuff going on [23:09] itll settle by next week [23:10] no worries, Kath, it's a big job [23:10] that was a big job? just wait! [23:10] ::chuckles::