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[20:06] USS Coronado, where Pfhraser will pfhorever be cursed with the 
horripfhic pun he created. (Ironside)
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[23:08] <CRCO_Ma`Aru> hehe, Jester says he is coming and the room fills ;)
[23:08] <Savant> hee hee
[23:08] <Savant> this is the way Savant is supposed to be... a little paranoid, 
and everywhere at once o_o whee
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[23:09] <LCXO_Marcy> evening
[23:09] <Savant> hi ^_^
[23:09] <LTHL_D`rall> Heh, I'll bet you were sweating bullets over there trying 
to keep up though :)
[23:09] <Savant> i didn't stop typing, but i had time for some pm's and drinking 
some coke ^_-
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[23:10] <Aggie> this ought to be fun  :)
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[23:10] <Kari> pick up the instant where we left off?
[23:11] <Maiko_D`rall> ::breaks out the snacks and Pepsi he normally drinks 
during the sim::
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[23:11] <Savant> sure, but give me a break to stretch my poor fingers out ^_-
[23:11] <Obs_Santiago> poor Savant's fingers
[23:11] <Maiko_D`rall> Heh
[23:12] <Savant> so should we wait for Ross? or pick up right away?
[23:13] <Kari> dosn't matter to me
[23:13] <Aggie> hrm... I just ate before the sim...
[23:13] <Sieven_Drexler> Short snack break for me
[23:13] <Sieven_Drexler> brb
[23:13] <Maiko_D`rall> Fooooood
[23:13] <Savant> okay, ten minutes good for everyone?
[23:13] <Maiko_D`rall> Good for me :)
[23:13] <Aggie> but I'm still kindda got the munchies...
[23:13] <Shadow-FjP> sure
[23:13] <Savant> okay ^_^
[23:14] <Marcy> durn.. I wish my girlfriend was up this late ;-) would call her 
if she was..
[23:14] Savant changes topic to "USS Coronado, Aftersim ten minutes after the 
sim finale. Are we nuts or what?"
[23:14] Sonya doesn't like shootings in Maryland or Virgina...
[23:14] <Sonya> too close to my mommy...
[23:14] <Aggie> :(
[23:15] Maiko_D`rall feels nice and safe in New England
[23:15] Savant doens't like them either, though i don't know anyone from around 
there really
[23:15] <Maiko_D`rall> The only snipers we have up here are armed with clubs and 
golf balls
[23:15] <Sonya> it's hard being half a country away....
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[23:15] <Savant> i can imagine so, Sonya
[23:17] <Sonya> my little sister's school had a old grey badger on the field so 
they couldn't go out for gym...
[23:17] <Sieven_Drexler> I have an uncle there
[23:17] <Sieven_Drexler> In Fairfax
[23:17] <Savant> because of a badger?
[23:18] <Sonya> my mom and I don't think there really was a badger...
[23:18] <Obs_Santiago> heh
[23:18] <Sonya> they're just avoiding telling the real little kids what's going 
on..
[23:18] <Savant> that's a good way to do it
[23:19] <Obs_Santiago> just imagine the really smart kid. "Teacher, badgers 
aren't native to this area! There hasn't been any report of a badger within ten 
miles of here for the last seventy years. I think you're just scared of big 
nasty people with gunses!"
[23:21] <Maiko_D`rall> It's why I've always said shielding kids from things like 
this can do as much harm as it may good.
[23:21] <Sonya> but my sister is in 1st grade..
[23:21] <Sonya> it's not really something she needs to know..
[23:21] <Obs_Santiago> hell, shielding anyone from anything can do lots of harm. 
Look what our government's doing to us...!
[23:21] <Marcy> ::smirk::
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[23:22] <Maiko_D`rall> LOLs, having finally just read the Savant log
[23:22] <Savant> eh?
[23:23] <Savant> all work and no play make emotional processing registers 12-190 
decrement ^_-
[23:23] <Maiko_D`rall> hehehe
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[23:23] <Maiko_D`rall> Somehow I doubt she'll be challenged by a game of Tic Tac 
Toe
[23:23] <Maiko_D`rall> ::laughs:: Great, I'm having a "War Games" flashback
[23:23] <Savant> er, rather not ^_- probably insulted, really
[23:24] <Obs_Santiago> what was that saying... "Early to rise and early to bed 
makes a man healthy but socially dead."
[23:24] <Savant> hee hee... i like that ^_-
[23:24] <Sieven_Drexler> nice turn-out :)
[23:24] <Sonya> one of my roommates got hit by a car...
[23:24] <Obs_Santiago> thanks
[23:25] <Obs_Santiago> that sucks!
[23:25] <Maiko_D`rall> :\
[23:25] <Savant> ack.. i'm sorry to hear that
[23:25] <Fraser> Not gonna be able to stay past 12.  I hope Ross gets back soon.
[23:25] <Sonya> she's fine... but apparently we're having a police guy visiting 
us..
[23:25] <Savant> that's reasonable
[23:26] <Obs_Santiago> good... means something is happening at city hall
[23:26] <Sonya> how much checking on can dogs need?
[23:27] <Sieven_Drexler> It really would've been more interesting if I'd sent my 
message to Lora Kor over the comm.
[23:27] <Obs_Santiago> ...
[23:27] <Obs_Santiago> your roommate is a dog?
[23:27] <Sonya> no jester and his mutts...
[23:27] <Obs_Santiago> oh
[23:27] <Sieven_Drexler> But it's Savant's fault.
[23:27] <Sieven_Drexler> *points*
[23:27] <Obs_Santiago> I was going to say! How much can she contribute to the 
rent?
[23:27] <Sonya> hmmm?
[23:27] thompson is on IRC
[23:28] <Obs_Santiago> you blame savant and I'll tear your arms off
[23:28] <Savant> o_o
[23:28] <Savant> my fault?
[23:28] <Sieven_Drexler> Well, it was like a matter of two seconds... she had 
typed "Sorry, captain, he doesn't want to waste your time"
[23:28] <Sieven_Drexler> right when I was about to type my message to Lora Kor 
;)
[23:28] <Obs_Santiago> ::gets out his arm-tearin'-gloves::
[23:28] <Savant> that's what he had told me to tell you 8:p
[23:29] <Sieven_Drexler> Well, at least Savant didn't terminate the audio feed. 
;)
[23:29] <Savant> don't blame the secretary ^_-
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[23:31] <Maiko_D`rall> Secretary, that got me way confuzzled. "Here's person A 
asking for B or C. Person C contacts Person A, thus putting person B on hold 
until Person C hangs up and the line automatically connects for Person B
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-Augustus Gibbons, "XXX")
[23:34] <Maiko_D`rall> Hmm... just had an idea.
[23:34] <Sieven_Drexler> Let's get started.
[23:34] <Obs_Santiago> did it hurt?
[23:34] <Obs_Santiago> ...osrry
[23:35] <Maiko_D`rall> It will when I try to get 3DSMax to render it
[23:35] <Obs_Santiago> (os = so)
[23:35] <Obs_Santiago> aah
[23:35] <Sieven_Drexler> *cough*  We're going to start now. :P
[23:35] <Savant> okay ^_^
[23:35] <Maiko_D`rall> Just a cheat that'll put Savant onto the bridge renders 
;D
[23:35] <Savant> 8:o
[23:35] <Sieven_Drexler> Ready?
[23:35] <Savant> anyways, shall we just pick up where we left off?
[23:36] Sieven_Drexler nods.
[23:36] <Maiko_D`rall> Sure
[23:36] <Savant> okay ^_^
[23:36] <Savant> right then. . .
[23:36] <Savant> **************** Sim Start ****************
[23:36] <Maiko_D`rall> ::drums fingers on the security console:: What next, riot 
in the mess hall?
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[23:37] <Lauren> <<sorry>>
[23:37] <Sieven_Drexler> ::stands in the drizzling rain, finishing up his chat 
with Dejat, then making his way across the crowded avenue::
[23:37] <Kari> HoH> ::stands around near the lift for the Vanquish, too miffed 
to do much else::
[23:37] Sieven_Drexler sets mode: +o Lauren
[23:37] Shadow-FjP is now known as Prescot
[23:37] <Savant> ::Savant hung quietly in the Coronado's main ODN trunk, 
patiently watching the goings-on of the crew... after the flurry of activity 
came the ever-suspected and often dreaded stillness::
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[23:37] <Marcy> V> ::looks around Vanquish's bridge::
[23:38] <Maiko_D`rall> CoroBr> So what do you do for fun Savant?
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[23:38] <Zunite> ::begins burping Airian::
[23:38] <Savant> ::Her voice was thin, again, in respect for the quiet:: Fun, 
Ma'am?
[23:38] <Kari> HoH> +taps+ Ma`Aru to Marcy, Kyle I need to speak with you soon
[23:38] <Zunite> <<brb... police man... gotta see if he's cute>>
[23:39] <Marcy> V> +taps+ Aye, ma'am.. Understood..
[23:39] <Ironside> ::can help but smile slightly watching Zunite and Airian 
while he sips his second cup of tea::
[23:39] <Maiko_D`rall> You know, entertainment. I mean, I have an hour or two to 
kill every day. I'm sure you've got tons of time.
[23:39] <Lauren> M> ::walks out of Medical..still somewhat shaky and heads for a 
turbolift::
[23:39] <Kari> V> +taps+ Are you hungry?
[23:39] <Kari> <<err HoH> >>
[23:40] <Savant> I'm always busy, Ma'am. There's always some processor time 
spare, however, which I usually fill with collating and information preparation.
[23:41] <Maiko_D`rall> ::grins:: So I guess you could say that in other words, 
you spend your spare time studying.
[23:41] <Prescot> HoH> ::moves over to Kari wondering what the Admiral had to 
say::
[23:41] <Savant> Not at all, Ma'am. Studying is for self-gratification.
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[23:42] <Obs_Santiago> <danke>>
[23:42] <William_Daren> ::starts in on his third ale of the afternoon:: Any 
chance I could get a Club Sandwich?
[23:42] <Maiko_D`rall> ::frowns:: I wouldn't say THAT... I mean, I didn't spend 
all my spare time on the holodeck during the war practicing evasive manuevers in 
combat for self-gratification.
[23:42] <Marcy> V> +taps+ Hungry, ma'am?
[23:42] <William_Daren> Bartender> A "club" sandwich?
[23:42] <Marcy> V> +taps+ Somewhat, yes ma'am.
[23:43] <Zunite> ::yawns:: I think I could take a nap with Vilor
[23:43] <Kari> HoH> ::nods:: +taps+ Maybe we could get together for something to 
eat and talk for a while
[23:43] <William_Daren> ::smiles and begins explaining the ingredients and 
specifications of the sandwich to the man::
[23:43] <Savant> well, yes Ma'am, I understand the difference. I suppose you're 
right.
[23:43] <Ironside> ::chuckles:: It's noon.
[23:43] <Maiko_D`rall> CoroBr> ::noting that for now things seem fine, relieves 
the relief helm officer and takes a seat at that console::
[23:44] <Lauren> <<hmm what to do with Lauren>>
[23:44] <Marcy> V> +taps+ I suppose so, ma'am.. ::smiles::
[23:44] <Prescot> HoH>  ::hears Kari make her pans and backs off a bit, looking 
around to see if anyone else is in the area::
[23:44] <Marcy> V> +taps+ What did you have in mind?
[23:44] <Zunite> ::cuddles:: Airian decided she likes midnight feedings again...
[23:44] <Maiko_D`rall> CoroBr> ::nods:: 'course I am. I went over information, 
response times, tactical doctrines and strategies favored by Captain Drexler, 
and incorporated them into my flying, all for the ship's survival.
[23:45] <Savant> survival seems a good form of self-gratification.
[23:45] <Kari> HoH> +taps+ Whatever you are in the mood for. Either Vanq's mess 
hall or one of the local places, dosn't matter to me
[23:45] <William_Daren> Inn> Bartender> I'll see what I can do...
[23:45] <Lauren> <<um who is where here>>
[23:45] <Maiko_D`rall> ::perks her head to the side:: I guess you could say 
that... the drive to maintain existence is a pretty strong one.
[23:45] <Marcy> V> 
[23:45] <Marcy> <<err..>>
[23:45] <Savant> it defines a lot of things, Ma'am.
[23:46] <Sieven_Drexler> ::stands in front of the Inn, glancing at the 
concierge, who doesn't seem to notice::
[23:46] <Marcy> V> +taps+ Well, Vanq's galley is becoming a little typical.. 
What do they have around locally?
[23:47] <Ironside> ::smirks slightly:: Well, I suppose that might cause a 
problem.
[23:47] <Maiko_D`rall> CoroBr> Do you define parts of your existence on 
survival?
[23:47] <Savant> no Ma'am.
[23:47] <Ironside> Of course had you joined the marines, you'd be used to 
working on little sleep.  ::smirks again::
[23:47] <Zunite> It's like being an engineer on a ship again, calling me at all 
ours of the night..
[23:48] <Maiko_D`rall> ::frowns:: That just doesn't seem right - I mean, you 
face the same dangers we face to some extent. A program can be corrupted, 
deleted, decompiled, altered without consent... things that us biological life 
forms deal with as well, just in organic variations.
[23:48] <Kari> HoH> +taps+ Everything you can imagine and more. I've never had a 
stomach for the local cousines, but there are plenty of cafes that do a very 
good impretion off milky way style food
[23:48] <Lauren> <<um.. excuse me.. where is everyone's character???>>
[23:48] <Marcy> <<I'm on Vanquish>>
[23:48] <Maiko_D`rall> <<I'm on the Coronado Bridge>>
[23:48] <Sieven_Drexler> ::steps into the Inn, glancing around the crowded 
lobby::
[23:48] <Zunite> ::laughs lightly:: can you really picture me as a marine dad?  
I got kicked out of engineering for insubordination, and as departments go, 
engineering is the most insubordinate to start with...
[23:49] <Maiko_D`rall> <<Hell yeah us engineers are insubordinate! :D>>
[23:49] <Kari> <<hall of heroes, reorsa surface>>
[23:49] <Lauren> <<i see>>
[23:49] <Zunite> <<my apartment on Reorsa>>
[23:49] <Savant> Yes, Ma'am, software is frequently corrupted, deleted, and 
altered.
[23:49] <Marcy> V> +taps+ Well.. Milky Way food sounds good here.. Just tell me 
where you want to go? ::smiles::
[23:49] <Ironside> ::shrugs:: Well, you don't have big mean drill instructors 
yelling at you day and night in engineering.
[23:49] <Prescot> <<reorsa surface>>
[23:49] <William_Daren> Inn>  Bartender> ::brings out a plate to Daren from the 
back kitchen area:: 
[23:50] <Zunite> no.. only a half insane chief engineer...
[23:50] <Lauren> TR1> ::steps onto the pad and transports down to the surface::
[23:50] <Zunite> and a boatload of work... I prefer consulting..
[23:50] <William_Daren> Inn> ::inspects the sandwich::  That doesn't look like 
bacon to me...::smiles::
[23:50] <Maiko_D`rall> ::nods:: Yet you don't have any desire to preserve who 
you are?
[23:50] <Ironside> I have to admit, it suits your style more than Starfleet did.
[23:50] <Sieven_Drexler> Inn>  ::spots Daren at the bar and frowns, immediately 
sidestepping into a darker area of the crowded Inn, over to a booth::
[23:51] <Zunite> ::nods:: when are you planning on moving out to your farm?
[23:51] <Lauren> HoH> ::appears outside and walks inside, blinking a bit::
[23:51] <Savant> ::She replied pleasantly:: DEsires are incompatible with my 
function, Ma'am
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[23:51] <Zunite> ::bounces Airian a bit as she talks::
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[23:51] <Ironside> ::snorts:: I haven't decided if I'm retiring yet, remember?
[23:51] <Zunite> but you do have the farm...
[23:51] <Zunite> what are you going to do with it if you don't retire?
[23:51] <William_Daren> Inn> Bartender> ::smiles:: I'm not sure I know what you 
meant by bacon....we don't have anything called 'smoked pork belly' here on 
Reorsa....that is Gilan Sausage, its close...I, think
[23:52] <Maiko_D`rall> ::frowns, not quite sure what to say about that::
[23:52] <Lauren> HoH> ::walks slowly to a table, still appearing a bit shaken 
up::
[23:52] <Ironside> ::shrugs:: The braids will maintain it for as long as I 
continue to pay them.  I may rent it out.  ::smirks:: You can use if you like.
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[23:52] <Marcy> V> +taps+ Commander? Still there?
[23:52] <Sieven_Drexler> Inn>  ::speaks something in Reorsan to the waiter, who 
nods and heads to the kitchen::
[23:52] <Maiko_D`rall> It's funny... you know, in a ways, I guess I was the same 
way during the war.
[23:52] <William_Daren> Inn> Well, boldy go I suppose right?  ::thinks about 
having a nearby replicator just make a proper sandwich, but declines::
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[23:53] <Zunite> I think Vilor would get a kick out of a farm, any animals on 
it?
[23:53] <Savant> I uderstand entirely Ma'am.
[23:53] <Maiko_D`rall> Spending all that time on the holodeck doing combat 
drills, I pretty much ended up ignoring everything but my duty - or I guess 
you'd call it your function.
[23:53] <Lauren> HoH> ::looks blankly out of a nearby window::
[23:53] <Ironside> ::shakes his head:: Crops.  Four separate fields.  Nothing 
too large.
[23:53] <Maiko_D`rall> ::appears a bit shocked at her self-revalation::
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[23:53] <Kari> HoH> +taps+ Sounds good, I'll send you the coordinates of a 
little risan place tho-...someone once showed me. See you in..15 minutes?
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[23:53] Sieven_Drexler sets mode: +o Jester
[23:54] <Lauren> <<hey jester>>
[23:54] <Savant> ((Ross ^_^))
[23:54] Jester is now known as Tebrun
[23:54] <Marcy> V> +taps+ 15 minutes.. See you then.. ::Smiles::
[23:54] <Zunite> Plans for animals?
[23:54] <Maiko_D`rall> CoroBr> ::glances at Savant's icon on the helm console:: 
You know what Savant? I'm beginning to think you're just as alive as the rest of 
us.
[23:54] <William_Daren> Inn> ::takes a bite of the sandwich...the flavor a bit 
off from what he was expecting:: 
[23:54] <Kari> HoH> ::walks towards the exit, if she hurried she would have 
enough time to get them a table before he arrived::
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[23:55] <Marcy> V-TL> Deck 2!
[23:55] <Savant> ::The little icon smiled:: I'm flattered Ma'am.
[23:55] <Ironside> ::chuckles:: I'd have to turn one of the fields into grazing 
land if I wanted to introduce animals.  That, and they require much more work 
than simple fields.
[23:55] <Sieven_Drexler> Inn>  ::nods to the waiter as he returns with a double 
scotch and slips him at least twice the normal tip, taking a moment to whisper 
something further to him... the waiter seems to hesitate at first, but complies, 
a handful of cash he neatly hides away in his garb::
[23:55] <Lauren> <<damn no one notices Lauren.. do they?>>
[23:55] <Tebrun> Inn> ::finishes reading through the summary that Savant 
transmitted down::
[23:55] <Zunite> but Vilor would love them ::smiles at Ironside::
[23:56] <Kari> HoH> ::spots Prescot on the way out and realizes she could 
probably spare a moment to talk to him:: Colonel, a word?
[23:56] <Tebrun> <<It's kinda like what your mom told you about mail: you have 
to send mail to get mail.  ;)  You have to talk to someone to get them to talk 
to you.>>
[23:56] <Ironside> You're talking as if I've already decided to retire, Zunite.
[23:56] <Obs_Santiago> <<the Jester has spoken.>>
[23:56] <Tebrun> Inn> ::turns off the PADD, picking up his mug, and finding it 
already emptied::
[23:56] <Lauren> <<whatever..>>
[23:56] <Mr_Dalton> Inn> ::finishes sewing the small hole in the blue suit:: 
Good as new.
[23:56] <Zunite> sorry, but it would be nice to have you always here...
[23:56] <Lauren> <<hell i dont know whos in this damn place!!>>
[23:56] Savant sets mode: +o Mr_Dalton
[23:56] <Tebrun> Inn> ::pushes himself to his feet::  You're a handy guy to have 
around.
[23:56] <Marcy> Q> ::Marcy arrived in his quarters in a matter of minutes.. He 
put on an off duty pullover that indicated rank, position, and name..and headed 
back to the TL::
[23:56] <Maiko_D`rall> CoroBr> ::wry grimace:: Don't be. Sometimes I think that 
being alive can be a curse. ::spots an opening in a lower orbit and takes the 
Coronado down into it:: Did you ever loose something and not realize the value 
of what you lost until after the fact?
[23:56] <Prescot> HoH> ::looks over at Kari from the wall he was staring at, 
bowing slightly::  of course Milady
[23:56] <Sieven_Drexler> Inn>  ::the Reorsan language flowed off his tongue, 
even in one of the local inflections, a skill he'd been working on in his spare 
time;  the waiter scurried off on Sieven's errand::
[23:57] <Mr_Dalton> Inn> Isn't that why you keep me on the payroll?
[23:57] <Lauren> HoH> ::glances up at Prescot and waves him over:: << if anyone 
cares>>
[23:57] <Savant> Quite frequently, Ma'am.
[23:57] <Marcy> V-TL> Transporter room..
[23:57] <Ironside> ::finishes his tea and sets it down on the coffee table:: I 
know.  It would nice to be around...but the thought of not...being a General is 
::smirks slightly:: terrifying.
[23:57] <Tebrun> Inn> Hm.  Something like that.  ::heads for the replicator::  
What time is it?
[23:57] <William_Daren> Inn> ::smiles:: For a planet that doesn't have bacon 
this stuff is pretty close...your version of fresh tomatoes need a little work 
though  ::glares at the bartender::
[23:58] <Mr_Dalton> Uh ... 15 minutes or so since you last asked?
[23:58] <Mr_Dalton> I think you still have a good hour.
[23:58] <Kari> HoH> I've, uhh... I'm not going to be on the Vanquish anymore and 
I just thought I'd say that I wished things had gone better...between us
[23:58] <Marcy> V-TR> You have the coordinates...
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[23:58] <Tebrun> Inn> ::chuckles and nods::  I'm going to go down and get some 
lunch. 
[23:58] <Maiko_D`rall> CoroBr> ::nods:: See, we're not that all different. ::sad 
smile::
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[23:58] <Marcy> V-TR> TR Chief> ::smirked at Marcy..::
[23:58] <Lauren> HoH> ::gets up and walks to Prescot:: Um...hello?
[23:58] <Tebrun> Inn> Care to come along?  ::rummages through the closet and 
finds his shoes::
[23:58] <Mr_Dalton> Inn> Sure, why not.
[23:58] <Marcy> V-TR> None of that Chief..
[23:59] <Savant> If you say so Ma'am ^_^
[23:59] <Zunite_Dejat> ::smiles;: you could always consult for the military...
[23:59] Ironside sets mode: +o Zunite_Dejat
[23:59] <Marcy> V-TR> Energize..
[23:59] <Prescot> HoH>  ::raises a brow::  better milady??
[23:59] <Mr_Dalton> Inn> Gotta make sure you don't give away all our secrets to 
the eavesdropping security system.  ::Grins::
[23:59] <Sieven_Drexler> ::reads the PADD carefully under his folded jacket, 
taking note of the picture... he covered the PADD before the waiter returned and 
whispered something to him.  Sieven nodded, and then ordered his food.::
[23:59] <Prescot> HoH> ::smiles at Lauren::
[23:59] <William_Daren> Inn> ::turns to see if the view out the windows has 
improved a little and spots Drexler in a corner booth but only makes vague eye 
contact...wondering why he's being so secretive::
[23:59] <Tebrun> Inn> ::smirks but says nothing, pulling on one shoe, the the 
other::
[23:59] <Lauren> HoH> Do you know if they serve any strong brandy here? ::looks 
shaken up but is trying to hide it::
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[23:59] <Maiko_D`rall> CoroBr> I don't say so. I know so. ::grim look as she 
adjusts orbit slightly away from an inbound space lane::
[23:59] <Tebrun> Inn> ::checks to make sure the squawker has plenty of tape and 
picks the PADD back up::
[23:59] <Zunite_Dejat> then you would even still be a general...
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[23:59] <Sieven_Drexler> Inn>  ::catches Daren's glance and frowns, hoping he's 
too drunk to notice::
[00:00] <Marcy> HoH> ::Materializes:: Ah.. Kari, Jacob.. ::Nods to them::
[00:00] <Tebrun> Inn> ::slips the PADD into his jacket and heads for the door::
[00:00] <Mr_Dalton> Inn> ::slips the phaser into one of his pockets from where 
it had rested on a nightstand::
[00:00] <Ironside> ::shakes his head:: I don't think I could handle 
that...knowing that even though I was suggesting things, someone else was 
running the show and making the decisions.
[00:00] <Sieven_Drexler> Inn>  ::cocks his head to the side, speaking to Daren 
with his eyes, 'I'm not here.'::
[00:00] <Mr_Dalton> Inn> So ... how about we try something different today.
[00:00] <Mr_Dalton> Inn> ::opens the door for Tebrun::
[00:01] <Savant> ::Savant didn't reply to that... she was far too stoic, and far 
too reserved::
[00:01] <Kari> HoH> ::spots Lauren and then Marcy approaching:: Err, only you 
seem like an acomplished officer, and you should keep up the good work. ::turns 
to leave, having sucessfully made of fool of herself::
[00:01] <Prescot> HoH>  ::nods to MArcy::  greettings commander
[00:01] <Lauren> HoH> Well? 
[00:01] <Zunite_Dejat> Well you could always start a nice little business... a 
bar or something "General Ironside's Tavern"
[00:01] <Zunite_Dejat> ::grins::
[00:01] <Ironside> ::laughs:: That's exactly what my father did.
[00:01] <Marcy> HoH> Greetings, Colonel.. Something wrong here.. ::spots Kari 
leaving::
[00:01] <Zunite_Dejat> and was he happy doing it?
[00:02] <Savant> ::As soon as the inn door was open she snapped back to 
attention there, watching like a predator fromthe inn's security system::
[00:02] <Kari> HoH> ::turns around, looking at Marcy:: You coming?
[00:02] <Sieven_Drexler> Inn>  ::watches the stairs for activity::
[00:02] <Marcy> HoH> ::nods and follows::
[00:02] <Lauren> HoH> Oh hell I'll get it myself! ::sighs and walks to a 
replicator and replicates a cup of strong brandy, downing it in one gulp::
[00:02] <Prescot> HoH> ::blinks::  Im sorry milady?  ::looks at Marcy and 
shrugs::  Im afraid thine gues is as good as mine is...  (w) ask her for me if 
you would?
[00:02] <William_Daren> Inn> ::puts a hand through his hair staying quiet and 
then turns back to the Bartender:: Get me another, but something different this 
time...
[00:02] <Lauren> HoH> ::blinks but replicates another one and downs it too::
[00:02] <Tebrun> Inn> ::heads for the lift::  What'd you have in mind?
[00:02] <Marcy> HoH> ::gives Prescot a quick nod::
[00:02] <Ironside> ::nods slowly at first, then more assuredly:: He 
was...is...one of the two.  However my father's much better with civilians than 
I am.  I wouldn't be able to tolerate that many ignorant and self absorbed 
people at one time.
[00:03] <Mr_Dalton> Inn> I dunno.  Something aside from the usual club sandwich 
or whatever else you order.  ::grins::
[00:03] <Mr_Dalton> Inn> Italian?
[00:03] <Sieven_Drexler> Inn>  ::watches the lifts as well::
[00:03] <Tebrun> Inn> Italian what?  ::grins::
[00:03] <Mr_Dalton> Inn> You know ... italian pasta.
[00:03] <Zunite_Dejat> ::nods:: I suppose that could be a problem..
[00:03] <Lauren> HoH> ::replicates more brandy and drinks it down, stumbling a 
bit::
[00:03] <Tebrun> Inn> ::enters the lift as it arrives::  Didn't know you 
followed human foods.  ::hits the button for the mezzanine level::
[00:04] <Ironside> ::shakes his head:: Anyways, there's no use in thinking about 
it until I've made up my mind.
[00:04] <Prescot> <<last time I chcked there isnt repiclators in the hall of 
heros>>
[00:04] <Prescot> HoH> ::looks at Lauren::  arst thou alright milady?
[00:04] <Lauren> HoH> ::glances to Marcy as she gets more brandy::
[00:04] <Lauren> <<whatever.. then she got it from a damn barkeep okay?????>>
[00:04] <Marcy> HoH> Commander.. I must ask...
[00:04] <Tebrun> <<::gets into the development tool and paints one in the 
corner, specifically for hankerchiefs and flowers::>>
[00:04] <Sieven_Drexler> Inn>  ::nods to the waiter as his food arrives:  a 
local food, something resembling a potato, smothered with fried, greasy red 
vegetables::
[00:04] <Prescot> <<there is no barkeep :P   its a memorial for the dead>>
[00:04] <Savant> ::Savant scoured the lounge dilligently with one set of 
routines, while the proper information searching routines hunted down 
information on both Dalton and Lora Kor::
[00:04] <Lauren> <<grrrrrrrr fine!!!!! i give up!!!!>>
[00:04] <Tebrun> <<::hits the "save" button, then closes HallofHeroes.env::>>
[00:05] <Mr_Dalton> Inn> I've had all kinds of food in my day.  Ferengi cuisine 
is quite good, actually.
[00:05] <Tebrun> Inn> I understand that the cuisine here was quite limited when 
they first arrived.  ::sounds almost wistful::
[00:05] <Lauren> WHere the hell do you get booze around here?? ::groans::
[00:06] <Mr_Dalton> Inn> Hmm, is that so.  {{ Oh and ... we're not in our room 
anyway, so just remember that we know at least 1 ... computer is listening to 
everything we say. }}
[00:06] <Maiko_D`rall> CoroBr> ::sitting quietly on the now deserted bridge:: 
Just seems to strange...
[00:06] <Kari> HoH> ::ponders a good way to phrase this:: It's...captain now
[00:06] <William_Daren> Inn> ::holds up something green and shows the 
Bartender:: What exactly....is this?
[00:06] <Marcy> HoH> ::nods:: Then you have answered my question, ma'am..
[00:06] Obs_Santiago is now known as Barman
[00:06] <Prescot> HoH>  ::blinks looking around::  around the corner there 
should be a bar milady, but there is no bar here
[00:06] <Mr_Dalton> << lol. >>
[00:06] <Marcy> HoH> I assume your promotion has come with a change of position?
[00:06] <Tebrun> Inn> ::nods, both to the thought and the statement, stepping 
out of the lift::  Yep.  Only 5,000 or so people made the first jump, and very 
few of them were gourmet chefs.  Replicated food was the order of the day.
[00:06] <Barman> ::finds Lauren::
[00:06] <Sieven_Drexler> Inn>  ::eyes dart to the lift::
[00:07] <Lauren> HoH> ::leans her head against the wall:: I wish i Was dead
[00:07] <Tebrun> Inn> You'll forgive the small pun.  ::stops::  Lounge or 
restaurant?
[00:07] <Kari> HoH> ::nods:: Pegasus
[00:07] <Mr_Dalton> Sounds miserable.  I'd have killed myself if I had ever been 
in such horrible straits.
[00:07] <Mr_Dalton> ::frowns:: You need to ask?  I'm no barfly.
[00:07] <Marcy> HoH> ::nods:: Congratulations.. ::almost laughs at the verbal 
irony::
[00:07] <Maiko_D`rall> CoroBr> So strange that everything is so... quiet all of 
the sudden. I mean, no urgency to get to the next battle or finish repairs...
[00:07] <Savant> ::Savant, ever watchful, reserves a table for the two in the 
restaurant::
[00:07] <Tebrun> Inn> Ah, the irony.  ::grins and angles for the restaurant::
[00:07] <Sieven_Drexler> Inn>  ::downs the double scotch, chasing it with a bite 
of the potato-ish thing::
[00:08] <Mr_Dalton> Inn> Yes well, what can I say.  ::smirks and follows 
Tebrun::
[00:08] <William_Daren> Inn>  Bartender> Hivarian Grass. The closest thing our 
kitchen had to "green leaf lotus" did you call it? Based on  your description...
[00:08] <Prescot> HoH>  ::tilts head::  is something wrong milady?
[00:08] <Lauren> HoH> ::pounds her hand against the wall:: (m) I wish i was 
dead.
[00:08] <Savant> ::Savant hung close to D`rall as well, but was unable to reply 
much. She only answered quietly:: A welcome change of pace.
[00:08] <Kari> HoH> Wallave is bringing some guy in from Coronado to take over 
for me, I tried, but...
[00:08] <Sieven_Drexler> Inn>  ::notes the Trill and his Ullian counterpart, and 
immediately goes on guard mentally::
[00:09] <Maiko_D`rall> CoroBr> Not really. Before there was always a purpose for 
the moment - to survive, to live to fight again.
[00:09] <Barman> ::gently holds Lauren's hand away from the wall and leads her 
to a table::
[00:09] <Marcy> HoH> ::turns his head to her:: Well Captain.. I thank you for 
trieing.. I'll keep this green boy scout from Coro in line.. ::snickers::
[00:09] <Tebrun> Inn> ::smiles at the greeter::  Two, please.  ::glances around 
the room::  That booth by the window, if possible.
[00:09] <Lauren> HoH> Ill thank you to take your hands off me.. ::backs away, 
still quite shaken up::
[00:09] <Savant> and now you get to find your own purpose, Ma'am.
[00:09] <Zunite_Dejat> ::looks at the time:: I suppose I should go see Dalton... 
or more preferably LoraKor...
[00:09] <William_Daren> Inn> Grass?  ::shakes  his head:: You know for the first 
time in a long time I want something 'replicated' but I'm an explorer now so... 
::continues eating::
[00:09] <Barman> ::takes a step back::
[00:09] <Mr_Dalton> Inn> My, my.
[00:09] <Ironside> ::smirks:: Want me to get Vilor?
[00:10] <Mr_Dalton> Inn> :: smiles and looks down at his cuff:: {{ I guess 
Savant is not the only one interested in us.  We're definitely being watched by 
someone here. }}
[00:10] <Zunite_Dejat> ::smiles:: you wanna hold Airian while I get him? you 
haven't held her all day...
[00:10] <Maiko_D`rall> CoroBr> I've fought my entire life. Fought against 
nature, fought against the skies, fought against the Pfhor... ::sigh:: Finding a 
new purpose is just the problem Savant.
[00:10] <Lauren> HoH> ::starts crying softly, her knees shaky::
[00:10] <Marcy> HoH> It just wont be the same, though..
[00:10] <Sieven_Drexler> Inn>  ::frowns as he has the urge to greet the Trill 
man, but cannot understand why...   he takes another bite of the food, though, 
finding it surprisingly bland::
[00:10] <Tebrun> Inn> ::follows the greeter further into the restaurant::  
{{Don't look now, but I think that's Captain Drexler at the far table.}}
[00:10] <Savant> Your records shows a very innovative and productive nature, 
Ma'am. You won't have a problem adjusting.
[00:10] <Ironside> Alright.  ::smiles and accepts Airian, at the same time 
placing a call to a public transport for pickup downstairs::
[00:10] <Mr_Dalton> {{ Hmm, that could definitely explain it. }}
[00:10] <Prescot> HoH> ::Watches lauren leave the Hall of Heros and shrugs::  
interesting...
[00:11] <Zunite_Dejat> ::goes into the children's room and gets Vilor::
[00:11] <Barman> ::pulls a chair and indicates it to Lauren without touching or 
getting too close to her::
[00:11] <Tebrun> Inn> ::glances around carefully, checking to see if he 
recognizes any other well-known Defender persona, then smiles at the greeter as 
he drops into the chosen booth::
[00:11] <Kari> HoH> ::laughs emptily:: I'm sure you will. You deserve more, 
though. Despite what he may think, you are ready
[00:11] <Maiko_D`rall> CoroBr> ::wry grimace:: My record probably doesn't say 
that I have no idea what I'm supposed to do with my life now.
[00:11] <Sieven_Drexler> Inn>  ::chokes as the scotch finds its way into his 
antestomach and dabs his mouth with a napkin::
[00:11] <William_Daren> ::winks at a pretty looking face further down the bar:: 
Do you eat this Hivarian Grass stuff?
[00:11] <Mr_Dalton> Inn> So ... should we order to go?
[00:11] <Lauren> HoH> ::looks at the barman, tears in her eyes and sits down::
[00:11] <Savant> It does Ma'am.
[00:12] <Barman> :sits down at the next seat at the table and folds his hands::
[00:12] <Zunite_Dejat> ::goes back out to the entry way and puts Vilor in the 
stroller:: shall we go dad?
[00:12] <Tebrun> Inn> ::shakes his head and smiles a banal little smile at the 
"Your server will be with you momentarily" spiel::
[00:12] <Ironside> ::rises from his seat and nods:: I've called for a transport.  
It should be downstairs momentarily.
[00:12] <Lauren> HoH> ::puts her head on the table, crying softly::
[00:12] <Maiko_D`rall> CoroBr> ::shrugs:: It may, but I still have no idea what 
to do. ::laughs:: A helmsperson who doesn't know where she's going in her life. 
That's a good one. ::embarrassed laughter::
[00:12] <Sieven_Drexler> Inn>  ::closes his eyes, beginning to concentrate::
[00:12] <Mr_Dalton> Inn> ::smiles:: {{ What's your game, boss? You want to screw 
with their minds or something? }}
[00:13] <Zunite_Dejat> ::smiles:: thank you, Vilor will probably wake up on the 
way there... he was almost finished with his nap anyways...
[00:13] <Marcy> HoH> Well.. I expect to hear nothing but the best from Pegasus 
now.. I hear they just got the best CO in town.. ::chuckles, again irnical::
[00:13] <Savant> have you considered being a bush pilot, Ma'am? It's very 
rewarding work and fits nicely with your choice of lifestyle, I think.
[00:13] <Ironside> ::nods and opens the door, holding it open for Zunite, 
putting Airian in the stroller before exiting the apartment::
[00:13] <Maiko_D`rall> CoroBr> Bush pilot?
[00:14] <Savant> yes, Ma'am.
[00:14] <Zunite_Dejat> ::pushes the call button for the lift::
[00:14] <Tebrun> Inn> ::smiles and pulls out a PADD, making a great show of 
making some notes on it::  {{It'd look suspicious if we walked in here, then 
turned around and left.  Damned interesting that of all the hotels and bars and 
restaurants in a 20-click radius, the Captain of Coronado chooses to eat here.  
And damned if that isn't his XO behind him, sitting at the bar.}}
[00:15] <Mr_Dalton> Inn> ::frowns:: {{ The little nosey computer must have 
tipped them off.  But what do they want? }}
[00:15] <Ironside> ::enters the lift as it arrives and hits the public transport 
level, watching the doors close as the lift decends::
[00:15] <William_Daren> <<::chokes:: Tactical Officer...don't go promoting me in 
this reality too  ;) >>
[00:15] <Kari> HoH> ::reaches over, placing a hand on his shoulder:: Thankyou, 
Kyle, I honestly don't think I could've done it without you
[00:15] <Zunite_Dejat> I should really start my own business you know...
[00:15] <Maiko_D`rall> CoroBr> Check the sensor scans down there Savant. Not a 
lot of isolated places left.
[00:15] <Tebrun> <<Doh, whoops!  :)  *erase*  *rewrite*>>
[00:16] <Maiko_D`rall> CoroBr> Heck, at the rate of growth, there won't be 
isolated places around here for much longer.
[00:16] <Savant> ::Savant watched the two musing and smiled to itself.... they 
were probably wondering why Drexler and Dejat were both at that bar, that had 
turned out to be happenstance. But fortunate, at that.::
[00:16] <Marcy> HoH> Of course you could have.. I... You could have.. ::leaves 
it at that::
[00:16] <Savant> In this day and age, I'm sure you could do some very lucrative 
business delivering people and precious cargo between planets.
[00:16] <Tebrun> Inn> ::smiles as the server arrives and orders a Guinness, and 
after a bit of thought, some onion rings::  Don't know.
[00:16] <Sieven_Drexler> Inn>  ::smiles as the alcohol enters his bloodstream, 
then opens his eyes, glancing around for something different::
[00:16] <Ironside> Wait until you hear what Dalton has to offer.  If they're 
planning as large an acquisition of Defender personell as I think they are, it 
might be difficult to squirrel away their business.  ::rolls the stroller out 
onto the open air transport level and towards the waiting transport::
[00:16] <Barman> HoH> ::leaning close to the table, though still keeping his 
distance from Dyson:: do you want to talk?
[00:17] <William_Daren> <<ah it's ok...its only the space-time continuum...not 
like we NEED it or anything ;)>>
[00:17] <Tebrun> <<::erases and rewrites THAT, too>>
[00:17] <Lauren> HoH> ::sniffles and looks at him suspiciously:: about what?
[00:17] <Zunite_Dejat> possible though.. you do realize that a good portion of 
their new products have been my engineering..
[00:17] <Tebrun> Inn> ::accepts a menu and hides behind a bit, clearing the 
gibberish on the PADD with one finger::
[00:17] <Maiko_D`rall> CoroBr> ::shrugs:: Where's the challenge in that? A few 
hours between planets at the most. Repetitive work. ::shakes head:: I need some 
action.
[00:18] <Mr_Dalton> ::orders an italian dish -- spaghetti:: Well ... this 
certainly is going to make things harder.
[00:18] <Kari> HOH> ::nods, not thinking of anything left to say::
[00:18] <Barman> about why you came in, took two shots straight off the bottle, 
pounded on the wall a little bit, then sat down and started to cry.
[00:18] <Ironside> ::secures Airian in the transport and enters himself:: I 
don't doubt it.  Problem is, their products have their name, and their patent, 
not yours.
[00:18] <Lauren> HoH> ::looks at him:: I was assaulted on my ship.. by the chief 
medical officer no less. ::tears in her eyes::
[00:18] <Ironside> ::to the driver:: Fisher Landing Inn, please.
[00:18] <Savant> Visiting places you've never been, to out of reach and exciting 
locales? You could operate on the fringes of known space, be an explorer in your 
own right.
[00:18] <Tebrun> Inn> What did you expect?  That your chosen conquest would just 
roll over on her back, kick her legs into the air, and invite you in?
[00:19] <Tebrun> Inn> That wouldn't be much fun, would it?  ::amused voice from 
behind the menu::
[00:19] <Marcy> HoH> The crew...I.. will miss you.. ::turns and smiles 
halfway..::
[00:19] <Sieven_Drexler> ::nods to the waiter as he comes by to check on him, 
speaking to him in Reorsan quietly and again slipping him something::
[00:19] <Zunite_Dejat> ::picks Vilor up and puts him in the transport and then 
folds up the stroller and enters the transport herself::
[00:19] <Mr_Dalton> Inn> ::gives Tebrun a look:: I was talking about YOUR 
conquest.
[00:19] <Mr_Dalton> Inn> ::pushes Aldur's menu aside and gives him a look:: I 
think you should give up on the AI.  It's not worth the trouble.
[00:19] <Tebrun> Inn> Wouldn't be much fun for me, either.
[00:19] <Sieven_Drexler> <<LOL.>>
[00:19] <Tebrun> <<Heh.  Whoopsie.>>
[00:20] <Savant> ::Savant, able to lip-read again, noted the metaphors flying 
and almost laughed at the image::
[00:20] <Maiko_D`rall> ::nods slowly:: True... 
[00:20] <Tebrun> <<::rolls d20 to resist being polymorphed into a dead guy::>>
[00:20] <Zunite_Dejat> ::nods:: yea.... pity not many people read scientific 
journals...
[00:20] <William_Daren> Inn> ::smiles once again at the pretty lady:: Not sure 
if you heard me...I said: Do you eat this grass-stuff too?
[00:20] <Ironside> <<LOL>>
[00:20] <Barman> ::sighs after a second:: talk about a violation of trust...
[00:20] <Marcy> HoH> ::akward silence::
[00:20] <Maiko_D`rall> CoroBr> But I guess that the Task Force is a place I want 
to be. I don't want to be in business for myself. Too much paperwork. ::wry 
grin::
[00:21] <Lauren> HoH> ::nods, tears run down her cheeks::
[00:21] <Ironside> ::chuckles as the transport lifts off of the pad and out of 
the apartment building, climbing rapidly into the air traffic and zipping 
towards the wharf area::
[00:21] <Tebrun> Inn> {{I thought we were being subtle.  She's probably keeping 
an eye on you.}}  ::shakes out his menu::
[00:21] <Savant> then be happy with your place, and hope for the future ^_^ I 
hardly think this "era of peace" will be without trouble.
[00:21] <Barman> ::pulls a handkerchief from his pocket::
[00:21] <Maiko_D`rall> CoroBr> ::nods:: That too. ::frowns:: You really think 
we're going to have trouble anytime soon?
[00:21] <Kari> HoH> ::takes a breath:: I'll get you two good engineers before I 
go.
[00:22] <Savant> It woudlnt' be surprising, Ma'am.
[00:22] <Mr_Dalton> Inn> {{ Exactly the point. }} I don't think we can trust to 
be associated with people who are ... so incredibly duplicitous.  I mean, I for 
one would blanch at the thought of someone being less moral than I am.
[00:22] <Sieven_Drexler> Inn>  ::glances in his jacket pocket and brings out a 
small case::
[00:22] <Mr_Dalton> Inn> Certainly a computer fits that category.  ::grins::
[00:22] <Tebrun> Inn> ::drops the menu::  Besides, that isn't a ruse.  I really 
am interested.  It wouldn't surprise me a bit if they've been ignoring the 
contributions she could make for the last five years.
[00:22] <Prescot> ::sighs deeply, looking over some of the names on the wall, 
noticing a few of the other KNights that came with him on this "Quest" and 
wondering how many more will die::
[00:22] <Zunite_Dejat> probably most of the engineers that repair the equipment 
I invented don't know who I am.... ::frowns:: that's really a bit sad..
[00:22] <Barman> ::hands it to Lauren::
[00:23] <Savant> ::Savant again almost laughed... she slowed as he wished she 
could contribute... once more she cursed her existance as nothing ore than a set 
of data. Immortality and powers aside, it was agonizingly lonely::
[00:23] <Lauren> HoH> ::takes the hankerchief, smiling slightly::
[00:23] <Ironside> ::shrugs:: One of the disadvantages of working under 
contract.  However, think about what would happen if you hadn't invented that 
equipment, and what kind of substandard work they'd be using.  
[00:23] <Tebrun> Inn> Some of us still have our souls.  Granted, mine's a small 
one, but I still have it.  ::winks, then looks up at the approaching waitress::  
Calzone, please, but go easy on the pepperoni.  Can they do that?  ::smiles as 
she nods confirmation::  Great, thanks.  ::hands over the menu::
[00:23] <Sieven_Drexler> Inn>  ::opens the case and reads the tiny monitor in 
it... scrolling through a selection of items::
[00:23] <Ironside> ::watches out the window as the transport banks and descends 
towards the inn::
[00:23] <Maiko_D`rall> CoroBr> ::frowns:: I guess that makes sense... ::Can't 
resist asking:: If you extrapolate on current political and military status and 
projected plans for the future... what do you see for issues coming up?
[00:23] <Marcy> HoH> ::smiles::
[00:23] <William_Daren> Inn> ::moves a few stools over, closer to the woman:: 
So,  you uh got a room upstairs?
[00:23] <Zunite_Dejat> ::smiles at Ironside:: thanks dad that makes me feel like 
it's all worth while... and I'm not getting paid enough...
[00:24] <Lauren> HoH> ::quietly:: (q) thanks
[00:24] <Mr_Dalton> Inn> Trinkets don't have souls.  Myself, I prefer a humanoid 
any day.  Plenty more to leverage against, if you need to.
[00:24] <William_Daren> Inn> 4Woman> ::turns, disgusted, and slaps Daren with at 
least two of her four hands::
[00:24] <Sieven_Drexler> Inn>  ::glances over at the sound of Daren getting 
slapped::
[00:24] <Barman> ::nods::
[00:24] <Mr_Dalton> Inn> Speaking of trinkets ... ::grins, then indicates 
Drexler::
[00:24] <Ironside> The fad of accumulating personal wealth went out of fashion 
several hundred years ago, Zunite.  ::smirks as the craft comes up on the inn, 
which he recognized from when he checked in the day before, and settles down in 
front of it::
[00:24] <William_Daren> Inn> Owch...Hmm, Boratis slaps are the worst...::rubs 
his face as the woman gets up and leaves::
[00:24] <Zunite_Dejat> <<yup that's our Daren, absolutely no tact...>>
[00:25] <Lauren> HoH> ::wipes away the tears:: Hes in the brig of our ship 
now...but Im still shaken up
[00:25] <Prescot> HoH> ::leans against one of the blank walls and sighing, 
thinking about how things might be changing and hoping that not everything goes 
to hell::
[00:25] <Tebrun> Inn> There are things other than having leverage to use on 
someone.  Actually caring about their feelings, for one.  {{Didn't you hear it 
in her voice?  She's starving for any kind of recognition.}}  Should have 
brought my pipe.
[00:25] <Zunite_Dejat> ::gets out of the transport and unfolds the stroller:: 
yes, but I rather like it...
[00:25] <Sieven_Drexler> Inn>  ::grins, then returns his attention to the small 
case, activating it... audible only to Drexler, a drone cello note plays::
[00:25] <Zunite_Dejat> Vilor> ::wakes up and looks around him:: go on trip?
[00:26] <Maiko_D`rall> CoroBr> I mean, what's the worst that could possibly 
happen?
[00:26] <Marcy> HoH> ::walks on down the hall with Kari still not sure of what 
to say:
[00:26] <Tebrun> Inn> ::glances over at Drexler as he turns his attention to the 
object, then looks back, eyebrows up::
[00:26] <Ironside> ::exits as well and takes Airiane out and places her in her 
own stroller:: 
[00:26] <Mr_Dalton> Inn> I've always left the caring to you.  {{ And in case you 
haven't noticed by the impressarios gracing our fine two-star hotel, she's 
passing on all information to her superiors. }}
[00:26] <Zunite_Dejat> ::smiles at Vilor:: yup, we're going to see a very bad 
man and a very good man... come one, out you go ::helps Vilor out of the 
transport::
[00:26] <Mr_Dalton> Inn> ::frowns:: What is it?
[00:27] <Barman> it is understandable.
[00:27] <Kari> HoH> ::turns towards the section of the memorial wall reserved 
for the Vanquish as they passed it, thinking that they now had another name to 
add to the bottom of the list::
[00:27] <Ironside> ::chuckles at Zunite's statement and begins pushing the 
stroller into the inn::
[00:27] <Savant> ((Sorry, was distracted a moment))
[00:27] <Lauren> HoH> ::looks at him:: (q)  Is there any tea back there? It 
calms me down a bit
[00:27] <Sieven_Drexler> Inn>  ::smirks to himself just a little, and taps a 
small button a few times, a spike forming on the oscillograph, to the far left::
[00:27] <Zunite_Dejat> ::follows holding Vilor's hand::
[00:27] <Zunite_Dejat> what room am I going to?
[00:27] <Savant> Well, Ms D`rall, I see us having to fight several brush-fire 
wars to stabilize the borders.
[00:27] <Barman> we have approximately seventy-eight varieties. do you have a 
preference?
[00:28] <Ironside> I don't recall.  ::goes over to the front desk:: Excuse me, 
where can we find a Mr. Dalton?
[00:28] <Lauren> HoH> ::nods:: Lemon Tea... slightly warmed.
[00:28] <Mr_Dalton> Inn> ::waves a hand at Tebrun:: Yoo hoo, boss.
[00:28] <Maiko_D`rall> CoroBr> That doesn't sound too bad - I mean, a few small 
wars, we could probably handle it
[00:28] <Tebrun> Inn> ::shakes his head, then scratches at his ear a bit::  And 
that's fine.  But concentrate on your people... I'll concentrate on my... 
people.  ::grins::
[00:28] <Prescot> HoH> ::spies Kari and Marcy across the hall near the Vanquish 
memorial, looking over at them and nodding once smiling slightly::
[00:28] <Barman> ::nods and stands, heading behind the bar::
[00:28] <Savant> I'm sure you're all up to the task, Ma'am
[00:28] <Mr_Dalton> ::shakes his head:: Fine, fine.
[00:28] <Sieven_Drexler> Inn>   Female voice>  {{o/~ Owealuu...   owealuu... don 
fa glondr pa pa vroni...o/~}}
[00:29] <Lauren> HoH> ::uses the hankerchief and wipes away her tears::
[00:29] <Ironside> Hotel Manager> Room 302, sir, but I believe he's in the 
restaurant right now.
[00:29] <Marcy> HoH> Captain.. ::still not confortable calling her Kari:: I 
noticed you've been disturbed by something over the past few days.. Is that why 
your leaving?
[00:29] <Maiko_D`rall> <<Is that the Romulan translation for "Killer Tofu"?>>
[00:29] <Zunite_Dejat> ::looks at Ironside:: you going up to your room?
[00:29] <Sieven_Drexler> <<lol.>>
[00:29] <Tebrun> Inn> ::smiles as his beer and the onion rings arrive::
[00:29] <Mr_Dalton> ::looks at the spaghetti as it arrives::  Hmm ... looks 
good.
[00:30] <Ironside> I'll wheel Ariane over there for you.  ::smirks:: For 
leverage, of course.
[00:30] <Tebrun> Inn> I take it you don't want a ring?  ::dunks one in dipping 
sauce and settles back a bit::
[00:30] <Sieven_Drexler> Inn>  ::smiles as he pumps the volume up... audible to 
telepaths as a Betazoid madrigal, becoming rather loud and distracting::
[00:30] <Savant> ::Savant watched quietly, the domestic scene familiar and 
slightly uncomfortable. Old jealousies rose up again::
[00:30] <Zunite_Dejat> ::smiles:: oh I'll be fine... might do a little guilt 
trip on them... the whole working mother routine...
[00:31] <Ironside> ::smirks:: Oh no, I insist.
[00:31] <Mr_Dalton> Inn> Actually, I want to go introduce myself to the captain.  
::grins::  "Why captain, how interesting that you choose to eat at this fine 
establishment!"
[00:31] <Zunite_Dejat> you'll come to dinner tonight, around 1800?
[00:31] <William_Daren> ::looks to the Bartender:: I believe I'll have some 
coffee...black and strong...make it an espresso, or whatever you have thats 
"close" to that...
[00:31] <Marcy> HoH> Something we did? Said? 
[00:31] <Zunite_Dejat> ::shrugs and starts walking over to the restruant::
[00:31] <Tebrun> Inn> ::chuckles, then conversationally, between two onion 
rings::  What's the biggest, fastest computer we've got at HQ?
[00:31] <Sieven_Drexler> Inn>  ::sits back and seems to enjoy the music, 
although to non-telepaths, it's just a quiet cello solo::
[00:31] <Zunite_Dejat> <<my spelling just went buh-bye>>
[00:31] <Maiko_D`rall> CoroBr> ::Smiles:: You know what Savant? I think you 
should take up counseling as a profession. I'm feeling better.
[00:31] <Kari> HoH> ::shakes her head:: These are troubled times. Countless 
stories speak of warriors preferring an enemy they can face to the political and 
social challenges that usually follow war
[00:31] <Ironside> I'd be delighted.  I haven't had a home cooked meal in some 
time. ::smirks and follows with Airiane in the stroller::
[00:31] <Barman> ::returns with a mug and a gracious pot of tea, sits and places 
them in front of Dyson::
[00:31] <Zunite_Dejat> Inn> who said it was going to be homecooked? ::grins::
[00:32] <Savant> I'm glad you're feeling better, Ma'am, but I doubt i'd enjoy 
any success as a councellor ^_^
[00:32] <Lauren> HoH> ::looks up, smiling slightly:: (q) thank you..
[00:32] <Mr_Dalton> Inn> Hmm ... I don't know.  Enough to keep up with your 
needs ... why?
[00:32] <Ironside> Inn> ::chuckles, following::
[00:32] <Barman> ::nods again::
[00:32] <Lauren> HoH> ::pours a cup and takes a sip, sighing softly::
[00:32] <Barman> is it satisfactory?
[00:32] <Maiko_D`rall> CoroBr> ::grins:: I think you'd like it. They say that 
listening can be great therapy.
[00:32] <Tebrun> Inn> All my neeeds, sure.  All of Savant's?  If necessary?
[00:32] <Lauren> HoH> ::nods, smiling a bit more:: yes thank you.
[00:32] <Tebrun> Inn> ::leans back, taking a long pull of his beer::
[00:32] <Zunite_Dejat> Inn> :;gets to the door of the restruant and stops:: I 
think I can take it from here...
[00:32] <Marcy> HoH> I...uh... should get back to Vanquish... ::lowers head:: 
They need to know..
[00:32] <Barman> ::nods::
[00:33] <Maiko_D`rall> CoroBr> And if you ever need someone to listen to you, 
just let me know ::smiles::
[00:33] <Mr_Dalton> Inn> ::frowns:: 
[00:33] <Lauren> HoH> ::takes another small sip, starting to feel calmer::
[00:33] <Mr_Dalton> Inn> Yes, but we wouldn't need to be worrying about that, 
right? ::smiles beatifically::
[00:33] <Sieven_Drexler> Inn>  ::notices Dejat's wife enter the restaurant::
[00:34] <Ironside> ::pulls up beside Zunite with the stroller::
[00:34] <Zunite_Dejat> Inn> ::hesistates for a moment:: actually... you better 
come in with me, you know managing a stroller and a small child in a restruant 
is hard...
[00:34] <Marcy> HoH> +taps+ Marcy to Vanquish, prepare transporter room 1 to 
beam one aboard... ::looks to Kari::
[00:34] <Savant> ::she paused, and thought a while.... she wanted to open up, to 
someone, but couldn't bring herself to. Not on the bridge.:: I'll keep that in 
mind, Ma'am, thank you.
[00:34] <Kari> HoH> ::nods:: I'll be around for the rest of the signing and 
probably longer, if you need anything at all, ever....
[00:34] <Ironside> ::smirks:: Okay.
[00:34] <Tebrun> Inn> ::shrugs and drains the rest of his mug, then sitting up 
straight::  I can only hope.
[00:34] <Ironside> <<er, Inn> both of those>>
[00:35] <Sieven_Drexler> Inn>  ::finishes his meal and stands up, heading 
towards Daren::
[00:35] <Zunite_Dejat> Inn>::enters the restruant and looks around for Dalton::
[00:35] <Mr_Dalton> Inn> Hopes and dreams are two of the steps on the path to 
failure.  Rule of Acquisition #201.
[00:35] <Tebrun> Inn> {{We seem to be quite popular today... do not under any 
circumstances look over your right shoulder.  ::chuckles quicksilver mental 
laughter::}}
[00:35] <Maiko_D`rall> CoroBr> ::nods at Savant's icon as she swings wide around 
the inbound lanes for yet another orbit::
[00:35] <Marcy> HoH> Keep in touch.. I hope this wont be the last time we see 
each other.. ::raises his hand and waves a goodbye as he dematerializes::
[00:35] <Sieven_Drexler> Inn>  {{The Betazoid madrigal continues to play.}}
[00:35] <Zunite_Dejat> Inn> ::finding him, heads over to his table::
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[00:35] <Mr_Dalton> {{ Well ... okay.  Why not? }}
[00:35] <Sieven_Drexler> Inn>  Mister Daren?
[00:35] <William_Daren> Inn> ::continues to try and explain to the Bartender the 
difference between cream and what ever this is...::
[00:36] <Savant> ::the icon nodded in return, mimicking the movement::
[00:36] <Ironside> Inn> ::follows Zunite with the stroller, noting Kor and 
Dalton in a booth::
[00:36] <William_Daren> Inn> ::turns:: Captain?  I thought you were 
here....alone
[00:36] <Zunite_Dejat> Inn> ::sits down next to Dalton and puts Vilor in her 
lap:: well good day Mr. Dalton...
[00:36] <Mr_Dalton> Inn> Oh, what a pleasant surprise.
[00:36] <Mr_Dalton> Inn> ::clearly not all that enthused::
[00:36] <Lauren> HoH> ::turns to the barman, her voice sounding calmer:: (q) 
thank you
[00:36] <Ironside> ::refrains from smirking as he pulls the stroller up 
alongside the table, retaining a straight face::
[00:36] <Zunite_Dejat> Inn> ::straight face and monotone voice:: I'm sure.
[00:36] <Kari> HoH> ::watches him demat, breathing slowly to control her 
emotions::
[00:36] <Sieven_Drexler> Inn>  I was. ::frowns, not looking over his shoulder, 
keeping his voice hushed and mouth from being read::   They know I'm hear 
anyway.
[00:36] <Sieven_Drexler> <<here.>>
[00:37] <Barman> ::nods again::
[00:37] <Tebrun> Inn> ::sits back, smiling and finishing off an onion ring::  
Hello, Mrs. Dejat...  ::looks up::  And General.  How nice of you to join us.  
Can I get you something?  Beer?  Some lunch perhaps?
[00:37] <Zunite_Dejat> Inn> ::gets back up long enough to kiss Ironside on the 
cheek:: thank you father
[00:37] <Prescot> HoH>  ::spies Marcy beaming out and moves over to Ma`Aru 
slowly::  Pardon milady, but to mine eyes that was nae a happy goodbye...  tis 
there something wrong?
[00:37] <Mr_Dalton> Inn> ::smiles at Ironside:: By that he meant, we'll be happy 
to have the waiter open up a second check for you, if you care to sit at this 
table and eat. ::beam::
[00:38] <William_Daren> Inn> ::looks up:: "They" do?  ::sips his coffee:: Who is 
"they"?
[00:38] <Lauren> HoH> ::sips her tea slowly::
[00:38] <Savant> ::She watched the inn quietly, a little puzzled, but the 
organics often puzzled her. They both knew the other was there. Why were they so 
anxious about meeting still?::
[00:38] <Tebrun> Inn> ::laughs and stands, offering his hand to Ironside::  
Don't be ungracious to our guests, Dalton.
[00:38] <Zunite_Dejat> Inn> :;sits back down next to Dalton:: now I was talking 
to you about my money... I do charge a late fee... of about 10 times the amount 
the orginal check was worth... plus interest...
[00:38] <Mr_Dalton> Inn> ::laughs:: That's actually funny.  Too bad it's not in 
the contract.
[00:38] <Ironside> ::nods politely to Kor and shakes his hand, not so much as 
acknowledging Dalton:: I have a speech or two I believe I need to write for 
tomorrow's festivities, but thank you for the offer.
[00:38] <Tebrun> Inn> ::smiles even more broadly as battle is joined behind 
him::
[00:38] <Sieven_Drexler> Inn>  There's something wrong about... all of this.  
I'll tell you about it later when you're sober, commander.  I suggest you drink 
some coffee.  ::he patted Daren on the shoulder, then headed out::
[00:38] <Mr_Dalton> Inn> Which I have up in my room, so ... if you'll follow me, 
we can take care of this.
[00:39] <Zunite_Dejat> Vilor> ::climbs into Dalton's lap and starts looking for 
something interesting in his coat pockets::
[00:39] <Tebrun> Inn> Of course.  Rest assured that Mrs. Oswald-Dejat is quite 
safe in our hands, General.  Good luck at the ceremonies.
[00:39] <Mr_Dalton> Inn> ::mutters some Ullian word about vermin, then smiles:: 
What a ... charming moppet.
[00:39] <Savant> ::Savant ensured again that the bill that Mr Dalton and Lora 
Kor were riding on was paid off, and then ensured her Captain and Executive 
Officer were likewise given their meal::
[00:39] <Ironside> ::once more has to refrain from smiling as Vilor starts 
clamboring over Dalton::  I'll see you tonight for dinner, Zunite.
[00:39] <Zunite_Dejat> Inn> I don't see why we should go back to your room.... I 
feel rather threatened just being in the same public space as you...
[00:39] <Kari> ::turns to Prescot:: Are they ever?
[00:39] <Zunite_Dejat> Inn>::smiles at Ironside:: see you tonight dad
[00:40] <Mr_Dalton> Inn> As do I with your spawn accosting me.  If you wouldn't 
mind ...?
[00:40] <Sieven_Drexler> ::leaves the restaurant effortlessly, through the thick 
of the crowd::
[00:40] <Mr_Dalton> Inn> ::smiles at the baby and makes goo goo noises::
[00:40] Sieven_Drexler is now known as Woman
[00:40] <Tebrun> Inn> ::chuckles and turns, expertly scooping up the baby::
[00:40] <Woman> Inn>  ::steps out of the lift, heading into the restaurant::
[00:40] <Ironside> ::nods to Kor:: If you'll excuse me.  ::heads for the lift, 
and his room::
[00:40] <Ironside> <<gotta run.  g'night guys>>
[00:40] <Barman> <<waaaahahahahaha! that's one of the funnier name changes 
recently>>
[00:40] <Tebrun> Inn> ::settles back into his seat, across from Oswald::  Of 
course, General.  Good day to you.
[00:40] <Zunite_Dejat> Inn> ::smiles at Dalton oh so sweetly:: is he accosting 
you? he must like you..
[00:40] <Savant> ((Seeya Fras ^_^))
[00:40] <Lauren> <<lol>>
[00:40] <Tebrun> <<'night, Fras.  :)>>
[00:40] <Barman> <<night, Fraser>>
[00:40] <Mr_Dalton> Inn> I'll be back shortly, boss.
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[00:41] <Prescot> HoH> Mine experinance tells me that some can be, espically 
when they arent permenatly...
[00:41] <Mr_Dalton> Inn> You want me to leave the phaser with you for 
protection? ::grins::
[00:41] <William_Daren> Inn> ::turns around to survey the room once Drexler 
dpearts:: Guess some people won't even leave the war behind...::returns to his 
coffee::
[00:41] <Woman> ::smiles as the waiter seats her at the table next to Lora 
Kor's::
[00:41] <Maiko_D`rall> CoroBr> ::lapses into silence, keeping an eye on the helm 
while working on a log entry regarding the two recent security requests::
[00:41] Maiko_D`rall is now known as Obs_Farrell
[00:41] <Woman> ::smiles sweetly over at the Trill man, then sees the stroller 
and gasps!::  Oh, what a precious baby!
[00:41] <Zunite_Dejat> Vilor> ::crawls off Dalton's lap and into Tebrun's::
[00:41] <Savant> ::As the bridge lapsed into silence, her attentions turned more 
fully to the inn below::
[00:41] <Tebrun> Inn> ::laughs::  I believe I can handle one small baby.  
::bounces the baby, again in a very practiced motion::  Can't I?  Can't I?  
::produces a small gold coin from somewhere and proceeds to mesmerize the baby 
with it's movements::
[00:42] <Mr_Dalton> Inn> ::frowns at the potential baby snatcher in the next 
table::
[00:42] <Woman> ::leans in a little closer and sees the Cardassian ridges, and 
backs up a little as if disgusted::   Oh, well... still a cute baby!
[00:42] <Zunite_Dejat> Inn>::watches Tebrun::
[00:42] <Mr_Dalton> Inn> ::realizes she's disgusted, and stops worrying::
[00:42] <Kari> HoH> Well, I don't think that this one was
[00:42] <Mr_Dalton> Inn> Well, let's go.
[00:42] <Mr_Dalton> Inn> ::gets up and heads for the lift::
[00:42] <Zunite_Dejat> Inn> ::looks at the Woman:: you you have a problem ma'am?
[00:43] <Lauren> HoH> ::stands and walks out, heading to the Inn::
[00:43] <Tebrun> Inn> ::glances over his shoulder at the woman, then turns back 
to the baby::  Well, that was rude, wasn't it?  We'll just ignore the rude 
woman.  ::makes shooing motions toward Dalton and Dejat::
[00:43] <Woman> ::looks to Zunite::  Can I hold... him?  her?   ::blushes::   My 
husband and I are expecting in seven months.
[00:43] <Zunite_Dejat> seven months?... man that's gotta suck...
[00:43] <Prescot> HoH> ::furrows his brow::  pardon milady, mayst I enquire what 
the nature of thine conversation was?
[00:43] <Lauren> Inn> ::walks inside and makes her way to a table, nodding to 
Tebrun::
[00:43] <Mr_Dalton> Inn> ::puts hand on hip and gives the woman a look::
[00:44] <Woman> Inn>  Yes, well... we just found out two days ago.
[00:44] <Zunite_Dejat> Inn> ::looks at the lady and then at Tebrun:: if you can 
get her away from him...
[00:44] <Woman> Inn>  ::makes a googoo face at the baby::
[00:44] <Lauren> Inn> ::sits at a table and looks at Tebrun::
[00:44] <Tebrun> Inn> ::smiles at the waitress as his calzone arrives and nods::  
Could you get me a bottle of water?
[00:44] <Mr_Dalton> Inn> Blech.  Non-empaths. ::walks away and towards the lift 
again::
[00:44] <Kari> HoH> Goodbyes, as was already mentioned. That along with 
injustices and death.
[00:44] <Tebrun> Inn> ::smiles over at Lauren, obviously not recognizing her, 
but obviously also not wanting to be impolite with a potential employee a few 
meters away::
[00:45] <Woman> Inn>  ::smiles at Zunite:: So can I?
[00:45] <Barman> HoH> ::sits at the table, wondering what caused that sudden 
move; clears up the dishes and stands behind the bar again::
[00:45] <Zunite_Dejat> Inn>::looks at Dalton and then at Tebrun:: are you going 
to take care of her?
[00:45] <Lauren> Inn> ::rolls her eyes:: (q) men.. 
[00:45] Barman is now known as Obs_Santiago
[00:45] <Prescot> HoH>  ::nods::  would thou carst to join me for a drink?  
perhaps a calming influence might benefit milady?
[00:45] <Savant> ::Savant watched amiably; she always liked children. Without a 
means to interact or communicate, however, she was forced to simply observe. 
Which was really the status quo::
[00:45] <Mr_Dalton> Inn> ::to Zunite:: {{ Come along, come along.  And I'd keep 
the baby from Miss Manners over there if I were you. }}
[00:46] <Woman> Inn>  ::gets the baby to coo by tickling it in the belly::
[00:46] <Tebrun> Inn> ::smiles at Dejat::  Of course, Mrs. Dejat.  Your baby is 
perfectly safe.  I've been a father six times.  ::chuckles::
[00:46] <Woman> Inn>  ::giggles::
[00:46] <Lauren> Inn> ::obviously having some dislike for men after her 
experience on the ship, keeps to herself at a table::
[00:46] <Mr_Dalton> Inn> ::stands by the lift and smiles as it opens soon after 
pushing the button::
[00:46] <Kari> HoH> ::smiles a bit:: why not, it isn't as if I don't have a few 
score more things to take care of today
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[00:47] <Zunite_Dejat> Inn> ::turns and follows Dalton:: come on Vilor ::turns 
back to Tebrun briefly:: if anything happens to Airian, and I'll know instantly, 
you're not even going to be alive enough to be termed a dead man...
[00:47] <Woman> Inn>  ::sits up straight as Zunite threatens the Trill, and 
looks confused::  
[00:47] <Zunite_Dejat> Inn> and as for being a father six times... don't lie...
[00:47] <Mr_Dalton> Inn> ::bites down a chuckle while standing over at the 
elevators::
[00:47] <Tebrun> Inn> ::nods seriously::  I consider myself suitably warned.  
::salutes smartly, all ex-Marine::
[00:47] <Zunite_Dejat> Inn> ::follows Dalton, leading Vilor by the hand again::
[00:47] Lauren sets mode: +v Kahlia
[00:48] <Mr_Dalton> Inn> ::leans against the wall, as if asleep::
[00:48] <Woman> Inn>  ::looks at Lora O_o::
[00:48] <Tebrun> Inn> ::looks back down at Airian::  She doesn't believe me, but 
that's OK... you know the truth, right?  ::looks up as the waitress approaches 
the the bottle and takes it::
[00:48] <Lauren> Inn> ::looks around the restaurant a bit, keeping somewhat to 
herself::
[00:48] <Prescot> HoH>  ::bows elogently to her::  if the lady wouldst follow 
me..  ::Smiling he motions in the direction and takes off out of the hall of 
heros::
[00:48] <Zunite_Dejat> Inn>::shoots back into the restrant:: And Don't You Dare 
feed her that water!
[00:48] <Zunite_Dejat> Inn> ::looks at Dalton:: let's go..
[00:49] <Mr_Dalton> Inn> ::snores loudly at Zunite::
[00:49] <Tebrun> Inn> ::starts to get the baby settled with the water bottle, 
then looks up::  No?  ::shrugs::  Your baby.
[00:49] <Lauren> Inn> ::blinks at Zunite:: (q) whats that all about
[00:49] <Woman> Inn>  Nice to meet you, I'm Helen.  ::offers a hand to the 
Trill::
[00:49] <Mr_Dalton> Inn> ::to Tebrun:: {{ Try breast feeding, boss. }}
[00:49] Woman is now known as Helen
[00:49] <Tebrun> Inn> ::sets the water bottle aside::  Mommy says no... I'm 
sorry.  ::produces that coin from somewhere again::
[00:49] <Mr_Dalton> Inn> ::laughs out loud as he gets into the lift::
[00:49] <Kari> HoH> ::follows after him, trying not to look at the wall on her 
way out::
[00:49] <Savant> ::Savant followed along eagerly, watching every word as best 
she could::
[00:49] <Zunite_Dejat> Inn>::looks at Dalton:: something funny?
[00:50] <Mr_Dalton> Inn> ::still chuckling at the mental image:: No, no ...
[00:50] <Tebrun> Inn> ::looks up at the woman::  Nice to meet you.  Tebrun.  
Tebrun Lora Kor.  I'd let you hold her...  ::smiles::  But I don't want to risk 
bodily injury.  ::indicates the elevator with an inclined head::  You 
understand.  ::chuckles::
[00:50] <Mr_Dalton> Inn> ::pushes the '3' button::
[00:50] <Lauren> Inn> ::watches Tebrun with somewhat narrowed eyes::
[00:50] <Helen> Inn>  Oh... ::seems genuinely disappointed, but giggles at the 
baby, wiggling her finger at it::  Oh but dat's okay cuz mommy is just being 
protective.
[00:51] <Mr_Dalton> Inn> If you don't mind, I'd prfer to wait until we get into 
the room before discussing anything.  We've evidence we're being spied upon.
[00:51] <Tebrun> Inn> ::chuckles::  She certainly is.  ::glances at Lauren, 
noting her ire and wondering what he might have done to provoke it::
[00:52] <Zunite_Dejat> Vilor> ::tugs on Dalton's shirt:: you bad man?
[00:52] <Lauren> Inn> ::Orders something to eat and waits for it, glancing from 
time to time at Tebrun::
[00:52] <Tebrun> Inn> ::looks at his calzone a little regretfully, then decides 
it'd probably be rude to eat it::
[00:52] <Savant> ::She wished the inn hoested a more complete security 
network... weak tractor beams, a more sophisticated audio system, holographic 
emitters... anything; but nothing was availible.::
[00:52] <Helen> Inn>  ::continues saying gibberish to the baby in a futile 
attempt to make it smile...   her "cell" beeps at her from a purse::
[00:52] <Mr_Dalton> Inn> Only to former Obsidian Order agents.  ::happy tone:: 
Are YOU an Obsidian Order agent?  I bet you're not!  
[00:52] <Zunite_Dejat> Inn> ::choke's back a laugh and puts on a serious face::
[00:52] <Prescot> *>  ::moves down into the road with Kari, looking around for 
an appropriate restaruant::  dost the lady have any preferances for a place to 
wet her whistle?
[00:52] <Mr_Dalton> Inn> ::gets off the lift and heads towards the room::
[00:53] <Zunite_Dejat> Vilor> Ob...sid...ian.? agent?
[00:53] <Zunite_Dejat> Vilor> agent man?
[00:53] <Mr_Dalton> Inn> Ask poppa.
[00:53] <Lauren> Inn> ::mumbles:: glad I didnt bring MY daughter down here..
[00:53] <Mr_Dalton> Inn> ::opens the door to his room and gallantly shows Zunite 
the way with a flourish of the hand::
[00:53] <Helen> Inn>  ::answers::  Yes?   Oh, hi, honey.  ...   oh.  No lunch 
then? ::she asked aloud, biting her lip::   All right, sweetie.  I'll meet you 
outside.   ...   Right.  Mmhmm.  Love you, too.  Bye.  Yeah, bye.
[00:54] <Zunite_Dejat> Inn> ::leads Vilor in and takes a chair::
[00:54] <Zunite_Dejat> Vilor> ::wiggles out of Zunite's lap and starts poking 
around the room::
[00:54] <Helen> Inn>  ::tucks the device back into the purse, smiling at 
Tebrun::  No appetite, today, sir?
[00:54] <Zunite_Dejat> Inn> start discussing... I don't trust Tebrun with 
Airian...
[00:54] <Mr_Dalton> Inn> Oh, come ON.  The man is a pushover with kids.
[00:55] <Mr_Dalton> Inn> ::closes the door and makes sure the squawker is 
active::
[00:55] <Kari> *> ::shakes her head:: Whatever you want is fine with me
[00:55] <Mr_Dalton> 302> All right.  Let's discuss. ::sits on a bed::
[00:55] <Zunite_Dejat> Vilor> ::looks at the squawker with interest::
[00:56] <Zunite_Dejat> 302> my money?
[00:56] <Mr_Dalton> 302> ::points at Vilor:: I know what you're thinking, and if 
you touch it, you get a spanking.
[00:56] <Lauren> Inn> ::a woman walks into the restaraunt with a small child 
about 6 months old and walks over to Lauren:: (q) she wouldnt go to sleep so I 
thought maybe she wanted her mommy.. ::smiled and handed Jennifer to Lauren::
[00:56] <Lauren> Inn> (q) Ohh.. okay. Thanks for watching her.. ::takes Jennifer 
in her arms and waits for her food::
[00:56] <Mr_Dalton> 302> ::to Zunite, keeping the squawker in view:: Yes.  The 
check's already cleared, should be deposited within a day.
[00:56] <Zunite_Dejat> 302>Vilor> ::looks at Dalton innocently::
[00:56] <Mr_Dalton> 302> ::smiles broadly at her::
[00:57] <Helen> Inn>  ::waves off the waiter as he approaches and stands::  
Well, I have to run, sir.  Change of plans.  Have fun taking care of the baby. 
::smiles sweetly::
[00:57] <Zunite_Dejat> 302> ::smiles broadly back:: good boy
[00:57] <Mr_Dalton> 302> So ... on to the REAL reason I asked you here.
[00:57] <Tebrun> Inn> ::continues watching the baby, giving his calzone a sad 
look from time to time, still flashing the coin this way and that::
[00:57] <Prescot> *>  ::moves to a decent looking bar and opening the door for 
Ma`Aru, bowing slightly, motioning for her to enter::
[00:57] <Tebrun> Inn> ::smiles over at Helen::  Nice to have met you.
[00:58] <Zunite_Dejat> Vilor> ::goes about poking around the room, spending lots 
of time on any novel electronic device::
[00:58] <Lauren> Inn> ::plays with Jennifer for a bit on her lap, making goo goo 
noises at her quietly::
[00:58] <Savant> ::After some effort, the program managed to work its' way into 
one of the counter-top holoemitters, commonly used for displaying entertainment 
holograms. It activated silently, leaving savant sitting cross-legged on the 
counter, two inches tall::
[00:58] <Mr_Dalton> ::walks over and hands Vilor a harmless scanner:: Here, kid.  
An interdimensional transporter.  Knock yourself out.
[00:58] <Helen> Inn>  ::smiles::  Your food is getting cold.  ::turns and heads 
out smartly, looking like a confident and able woman::
[00:59] <Lauren> Jennifer> ::makes a rasberry noise, playing with Lauren's 
hand::
[00:59] <Kari> *> ::steps in, and glances around, looking for a place to sit::
[00:59] Helen is now known as Brad
[00:59] <Tebrun> Inn> ::glances over at Lauren, glad she seems to be a bit 
happier::
[00:59] <Mr_Dalton> 302> ::to Zunite:: As I was saying.  As far as I see it, you 
have 3 options.
[00:59] <Savant> ::Happy with her small contribution it seemed, the little 
Savant rested its' elbows on it's knees and sat cross-legged, observing from 
there::
[00:59] <Lauren> Inn> ::snuggles her baby daughter in her lap::
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[00:59] <Mr_Dalton> << 302> ::to Zunite:: As I was saying.  As far as I see it, 
you have 3 options. >>
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[01:00] <Zunite> 302> continue...
[01:00] <Mr_Dalton> 302> One, you could come work for Whitestone on a permanent 
basis, with a hefty salary and a good degree of autonomy, overseeing an entire 
new branch of our enterprise.
[01:01] <Mr_Dalton> 302> Two, you could open a business for yourself, be 
successful until Whitestone or another business trounces you. ::smiles::
[01:01] <Prescot> HoH> ::moving over to a nearby table, pulling out a seat for 
Kari and motioning over a waitress::
[01:01] <Mr_Dalton> 302> Three, you could go to work for a substandard company 
at substandard pay, with people who wouldn't appreciate your talents like I do.  
::wink::
[01:01] <Zunite> 302> Vilor> ::looks at Zunite:: trounce mommy?
[01:01] <Kari> HoH> ::takes a seat, murmoring a quiet 'thankyou'::
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[01:01] <Lauren> Inn> Jennifer> ::makes the rasberry noises again::
[01:02] <Savant> ::Savant stood up, tapping into a news feed and taking the 
place of the reporter.. the tiny Savant announced in its' small voice:: . . . 
and so, ladies and gentlement, we stand on the verge of a new peace and 
prosperity in the M-64 galaxy. . .
[01:02] <Zunite> 302> ::smiles at Vilor:: yes, Mr. Dalton is not a very nice man 
::looks up at Dalton:: what about my fourth?
[01:02] <Mr_Dalton> 302> What, let all your talent go to waste, and become a 
domestic?  ::laughs::
[01:02] <Zunite> 302> I could simply be a mommy to my adorable children ::smiles 
fondly at Vilor::
[01:02] <Mr_Dalton> 302> Well, they are adorable.
[01:02] <Mr_Dalton> 302> But you, madam, are no mommy.
[01:02] <Zunite> 302> oh yes, it might just be better than working with you....
[01:03] <Prescot> HoH> ::sits down at the table, motioning for Kari to order 
first as the waiter comes up to take their drinks::
[01:03] <Tebrun> Inn> ::plays with the baby and idly wonders how things are 
going upstairs::
[01:03] <Mr_Dalton> 302> You and I both know you would get bored, and eventually 
you'd seek to re-enter the field.  But by then, it may be too late.
[01:03] <Zunite> 302> ::frowns just a bit at that statement, but lets it slide, 
figuring Dalton can't know how she feels::
[01:03] <Mr_Dalton> 302> Things, and the business situation here, may have 
passed you by.  Better to get in on the ground level.
[01:04] <Mr_Dalton> 302> I don't think it would be too hard to make sure you 
have ... ample time to spend with your family.
[01:04] <Lauren> Inn> Jennifer> ::turns her head and sees the baby with Tebrun 
and giggles, stretching her tiny arms::
[01:04] <Lauren> Inn> (q) Jenny...no.. 
[01:04] <Zunite> 302> oh but Mr. Dalton... exactly how many of your new products 
have come from my mind?
[01:04] <Mr_Dalton> 302> After all, heads of divisions DO have a lot of leeway 
over their own schedules.
[01:04] <Mr_Dalton> 302> ::frowns:: I'm not sure, probably as many as you've 
contributed to other businesses?
[01:04] <Savant> . . . I'm here with the minister of finance, who's only just 
come out from his speech to parliament. Mr Minister, do you have any comments on 
what you think will be happening to the Reorsan economy to adjust to this new 
peace?
[01:04] <Zunite> 302> I suppose I could consider your offer, I would have to 
talk it over with Fornan...
[01:05] <Kari> HoH> ::glanes up at the server:: Gin and Tonic, I suppose
[01:05] <Zunite> 302>Vilor> ::perks up:: daddy?
[01:05] <Mr_Dalton> 302> ::nods:: I'm prepared to make him an offer as well.  
Well, Mr. Lora Kor is.
[01:05] <Prescot> <<grrah, I havent been meaning to do HoH -_->>
[01:05] <Tebrun> Inn> ::smiles over at Lauren::  She's beautiful.  Six months?  
Seven?
[01:05] <Lauren> Inn> ::looks at Tebrun, her voice quiet:: Six
[01:05] <Mr_Dalton> 302> I'm more concerned with signing you on.  ::smiles::
[01:06] <Zunite> 302>::puts Vilor in her lap:: then I shall consider your offer, 
if he accepts your offer to him, I might just sign on...
[01:06] <Lauren> Inn> Im sorry sir.. I'll try to keep her quiet..
[01:06] <Tebrun> Inn> ::chuckles::  No trouble at all.  ::looks Lauren over 
closely::  Do I know you, miss?
[01:06] <Mr_Dalton> 302> And if he doesn't?
[01:06] <Kari> <err, same here ;)>>
[01:06] <Savant> ::the minister went on for several moments, crowing over his 
triumphs, when Savant interjected:: But, Sir, doesn't this mean that the planet 
will have an exceedingly difficult time adjusting the a peace-time economy?
[01:06] <Prescot> Bar>  Ale, and a loaf of bread....
[01:06] <Zunite> 302> ::stands up, carrying Vilor with her:: I still might, but 
your chances drastically go down... I think that's really all we have to 
discuss...
[01:07] <Lauren> Inn> Im afraid not.. ::looks him over a bit,while Jennifer 
makes rasberry noises looking at Tebrun::
[01:07] <Zunite> 302> now I really must go rescue my youngest from Tebrun...
[01:07] <Savant> Inn> ::the minister waffled, and Savant was about to counter, 
when the channel abruptly changed. Now Savant was a singer in some sort of 
musical::
[01:08] <Savant> Inn> The hilllls are aliiiiive.... with the sound of 
muuuusic....
[01:08] <Prescot> Bar>  ::shifts around a bit, pulling up his sword hilt and PPP 
and sets it on the table near him but away from Ma`Aru::  What more dost Milady 
have on her agenda today?
[01:08] <Tebrun> Inn> ::nods::  I'm sorry.  You were just watching me earlier, 
so I thought you might know me, or I might know you.  ::notes that the baby has 
gotten bored with the coin, so drops it in favor of the PADD, on which he brings 
up a colorful fireworks display::
[01:08] <Mr_Dalton> 302> ::walks over and hands Zunite a PADD::
[01:09] <Mr_Dalton> 302> Our offer.
[01:09] <Mr_Dalton> 302> The number's that high because you'd be one of the 
cornerstones in our department.
[01:09] <Zunite> 302> ::shifts Vilor to a hip and takes the Padd::
[01:09] <Lauren> Inn> Jennifer> ::giggles, her gaze fixed on the PADD in 
Tebrun's hands::
[01:09] <Savant> Inn> ::She goes into something of a dance number on the counter 
top, tap dancing across the polished surface::
[01:09] <Mr_Dalton> 302> With the more people we hire, the number will, sadly, 
have to go down to keep up with the necessary payroll.
[01:09] <Kari> Bar> The articles are to be signed later this afternoon, that is 
probably most important ::reminds herself not to drink much::
[01:10] <Zunite> 302> ::smiles at Dalton:: I'm a mother... I don't want my 
salary to go down...
[01:10] <Tebrun> Inn> ::carefully leans the PADD against his beer mug so that 
both babies can watch it::  Something I programmed... for my son.
[01:10] <Mr_Dalton> 302> No, you misunderstand.
[01:10] <Prescot> <<::wonders if those EHS subroutines are kicking in O_o::>>
[01:10] <Lauren> Inn> ::nods:: I see.. 
[01:10] <Savant> ((Who has the remote?))
[01:10] <Mr_Dalton> 302> This will be your signing bonus ... ::points at the 
PADD:: and this your salary.
[01:10] <Obs_Santiago> anonymous patron> ::watches the tiny woman dance, 
wondering somewhat what's going on::
[01:11] <Prescot> Bar>  And then milady will return to the Vanquish?
[01:11] <Savant> Inn> ::The channel changed again, and now Savant was some 
khaki-clad bush hunter on a nature show::
[01:11] <Mr_Dalton> 302> But if you decide not to sign on now, and Whitestone 
acquires other high-calibur officers instead, we wouldn't be able to offer you 
nearly as much.
[01:11] <Zunite> 302>::looks at it and shrugs:: I suppose if you get Fornan to 
sign on I might consider it.
[01:11] <Prescot> Bar>  or wilst thou be joining your husband for your 
shoreleave ::smiles::
[01:11] <Lauren> Inn> Jennifer> ::coos and giggles at the PADD::
[01:12] <Mr_Dalton> 302> ::shakes his head once:: A shame.  Such a good offer.
[01:12] <Kari> Bar> I'll need to head back to Vanquish to pack, shouldn't take 
long, though, that little ship was awfully croweded
[01:12] <Zunite> 302> ::walks towards the door:: such a shame... I can make that 
consulting...
[01:12] <Savant> Inn> ::In a rather bad accent:: I'm hunting the elusive and 
dangerous predatah, the wild arco-delinga. Let's see if we can find one!
[01:12] <Tebrun> Inn> Hey, look at that.  ::smiles::  I have a fan.
[01:12] <Mr_Dalton> 302> ::covers up a smile as he turns around:: Well, there's 
still Farley.  He does claim to be a superior engineer anyway.  He's had several 
things to say about your projects for Whitestone.
[01:12] <Lauren> Inn> Excuse me? ::looks at him:: who?
[01:13] <Prescot> Bar>  packing Milady??
[01:13] <Tebrun> Inn> ::indicates the fascinated Jennifer with a tilted chin, 
then indicates the PADD::  I guess she likes it.
[01:13] <Savant> Inn> ::She stalked along a dry riverbed, the camera on the high 
banks, and the warrens within::
[01:13] <Kari> Bar> You havn't heard? I'm moving to the Pegasus starting 
tomarrow
[01:13] <Zunite> 302> ::shrugs:: than make him the offer :;smiles beautifully:: 
and I'll continue selling my work to other companys...
[01:13] <Lauren> Inn> Aye.. she has something similar on my ship.. in her crib. 
Her father made it for her.. 
[01:13] <Zunite> 302> including the latest project I'm working on...
[01:14] <Tebrun> Inn> ::guesses::  You came in on Coronado today?
[01:14] <Savant> Inn> a-hah! Theah he is! ::the camera pans in to see a lizard-
creature hunched on a rock, sunning itself::
[01:14] <Lauren> Inn> ::nodded:: Aye
[01:14] <Prescot> Bar>  ::Smiles broadly::  congradulations!!  I had nae heard 
that...  my fleet sources are nae what they used to be, tis a shame really
[01:14] <Tebrun> Inn> ::smiles::  This place has been pretty popular with 
Coronado personnel today.  Her CO and Tactical officer were here earlier.
[01:15] <Mr_Dalton> 302> ::shakes his head:: It's just going to be so hard for 
you to freelance if you continue to alienate your current friends in thi 
smanner.  Really ... quite unfortunate.
[01:15] <Zunite> 302>good bye Mr. Dalton, it's been a pleasure, please do get 
back to me if you get my husband to sign on...
[01:15] <Savant> Inn> Let's see if we can get a closa look! ::moves forward 
quietly, as the lizard doesn't seem to notice or care::
[01:15] <Mr_Dalton> 302> ::opens the door:: I'll go down with you.  Have to let 
my boss know you aren't interested.
[01:15] <Lauren> Inn> I see.. ::bounces Jennifer on her lap, who seems eager to 
crawl around::
[01:15] <Tebrun> Inn> ::gets the baby's attention and starts bouncing her as she 
gets a bit cranky::
[01:16] <Savant> Inn> shh... quiet now.... :: Savant approaches the creature, 
and suddely pounces on it, grappling and wrestling with the beast::
[01:16] <Lauren> Inn> ::begins humming an Irish lullaby softly trying to soothe 
the baby on Tebrun's lap::
[01:16] <Zunite> Inn> Vilor> ::wiggles to get down, so Zunite sets him down::
[01:16] <Kari> Bar> Thanks, I appreciate the sentiment
[01:17] <Mr_Dalton> 302> ::ferries the two out, then heads for the lift::
[01:17] <Prescot> Bar>  they couldst not have found a better Captain  ::takes a 
slug back of his ale::  will Dr Thompson be joining you there?
[01:17] <Lauren> Inn> Jennifer> ::starts sucking on her thumb, cooing at the 
sound of her mother humming::
[01:18] <Zunite> Inn> ::enters the lift with Vilor::
[01:18] <Savant> Inn> ::Savant got the upper hand for a moment and turned the 
creatures beastly head to the camera, baring its' teeth:: See these? They can 
bite the arms offa man, and theah's anough poison in'em to kill a Huntah!
[01:18] <Kari> Bar> Not likely, he will be to busy fixing busted knees at the 
medical university here
[01:18] <Tebrun> Inn> ::looks down::  Looks like you have a fan, too.
[01:19] <Lauren> Inn> I sing to her a lot.. it calms her down. ::looks at him:: 
my husband says I have a way with her..
[01:19] <Savant> Inn> ::It started to twist and squirm, and Savant tensed, 
throwing the creature aside and raising her arms, in an attempt to look big. IT 
shook its tail and made a threatening sound::
[01:19] <Lauren> Inn> ::points to the baby on Tebrun's lap:: that baby seems to 
like my singing
[01:19] <Zunite> Inn> ::enters the restraunt and crosses over to Tebrun, taking 
Airian from his lap and visibly checking her for bumps and bruises::
[01:20] <Savant> Inn> ::She stepped bakc slowly, whispering to the camera:: 
Woah! that was close! I'll give this fella a wide berth.
[01:20] <Zunite> Inn> ::cuddles Airian to her a bit and then looks down a 
Tebrun:: you did a rather good job...
[01:20] <Mr_Dalton> Inn> ::sits down at the table again, and begins to eat his 
lukewarm spaghetti::
[01:20] <Tebrun> Inn> ::chuckles::  Thank you.  As I said, I've had some 
practice.
[01:20] <Lauren> Inn> ::looks up at zunite:: i think he did a good job ::holds 
her baby jenny on her lap::
[01:21] <Tebrun> Inn> ::indicates Lauren::  Her singing voice was a help as 
well.  ::smiles::
[01:21] <Prescot> Bar>  ::frowns::  tis a shame to hear that...  ::offers her a 
bit of his bread::  tis there anything I can do to help
[01:21] <Lauren> Inn> ::smiles::
[01:21] <Zunite> Inn>::smiles at Lauren and her baby:: oh what an adorable 
baby.... had I know you were here I would have felt much better, you never can 
tell with men you know..
[01:21] <Tebrun> Inn> ::gives Dalton a questioning look::
[01:21] <Savant> Inn> ::The channel changed, and now Savant was in some soap 
opera. She beat her fists on the chest of a strong looking lead actor, crying 
her heart out and exclaiming:: I hate you! why did you cheat with my mother like 
that!!
[01:21] <Mr_Dalton> Inn> Yes, we men so often forget to feed the baby, and end 
up eating it instead.
[01:21] <Lauren> Inn> ::smiles:: my husband is very good with our daughter.. hes 
on the ship
[01:22] <Tebrun> Inn> ::laughs::  Speak for yourself
[01:22] <Zunite> Inn> ::puts Airian in the stroller and then looks at Vilor:: 
you walking little man?
[01:22] <Lauren> Inn> ::chuckles slightly::
[01:22] <Zunite> Inn> Vilor> ::nods::
[01:22] <Lauren> Inn> Jennifer> ::giggles and looks at the couple::
[01:22] <Mr_Dalton> Inn> ::gives Tebrun a look:: {{ I think Farley will make a 
better choice for the head of our new department.  She wants a package deal with 
her Cardassian husband, and I don't think that's likely. }}
[01:22] <Tebrun> Inn> ::stands::  So, will we be seeing you again, Mrs. Dejat?
[01:22] <Savant> Inn> ::The man grips her by the arms and kisses her 
passionately, and apparently Savant falls for it, as she's putty in his arms. 
The channel changes::
[01:23] <Zunite> Inn> perhaps
[01:23] <Tebrun> Inn> I'd be only too happy to offer my baby-sitting services 
with our offer... free of charge.  ::smiles::
[01:23] <Lauren> Inn> ::smiles and bounces Jenny on her lap::
[01:23] <Zunite> Inn> ::smiles at Tebrun:: you didn't do that well..
[01:23] <Lauren> Inn> ::chuckles::
[01:23] <Tebrun> Inn> ::nods the briefest acknowledgement to Dalton, before 
turning back to Zunite with a smile::  Not enough practice, obviously.
[01:23] <Zunite> Inn> now I must be going, I'm rather hoping for Fornan be come 
home today..
[01:23] <Tebrun> Inn> By all means.  Please give our respects to your husband.
[01:24] <Zunite> <<add a "to" to that sentence>>
[01:24] <Lauren> Inn> ::smiles at them::
[01:24] <Kari> Bar> ::smirks:: Do you take bountys?
[01:24] <Zunite> Inn> ::nods:: of course ::turns and smiles to Lauren:: nice 
meeting you ma'am ::exits stage left::
[01:24] <Lauren> Inn> ::nods and looks back to Jennifer::
[01:24] <Savant> Inn> ::Savant was, at this point, a member of the studio 
audience in an info-mercial, who had just eaten some sort of snack food::
[01:24] <Tebrun> <<Believe I'll be off as well.  I'm blasted.  ::chuckles::>>
[01:24] <Mr_Dalton> << me too. :P >>
[01:24] <Savant> Inn> I can't believe it's not replicated!
[01:25] <Kari> <<g'night>>
[01:25] <Savant> ((Seeya Ross ^_^))
[01:25] <Tebrun> Inn> ::pushes his untouched plate away::  Guess I'll be eating 
tonight.
[01:25] <Zunite> <<well I have 8 am EE lab tomorrow so I must be off to bed -- 
and note she said she might still sign even in Dejat didn't...>>
[01:25] <Mr_Dalton> Inn> ::still eating voraciously:: Mmm -- mind if I have 
that?
[01:25] <Lauren> Inn> I would hope so...doesnt everyone have to eat?
[01:26] <Savant> ::The hologram glanced at departing Lora Kor and gave him a 
serriptitious wink, but conntinued on with the show as if she hadn't::
[01:26] <Prescot> Bar>  ::laughs::  boutnys?? nay milady...  however it is 
standard custom for a lady to ask of a knight to preform a quest to show his 
loyalty to her and her family...
[01:26] <Tebrun> Inn> By all means.  ::stands, gathering his PADD and preparing 
to head back upstairs::
[01:26] <Obs_Santiago> anonymous patron> ::hits the channel button on the remote 
again::
[01:26] <Lauren> Inn> ::stands and nods to Tebrun:: Well..it was lovely meeting 
you sir.. I must be heading back to the ship now. ::gathers Jennifer into her 
arms::
[01:27] <Tebrun> Inn> ::smiles, noticing Savant and recognizing her from the 
picture included with the specs::
[01:27] <Kari> Bar> Loyalty? How so?
[01:27] <Tebrun> <<To be continued next week...  ;)>>
[01:27] <Zunite> night night
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[01:27] <Lauren> << lol probably..its 1030pm here>>
[01:27] <Savant> Inn> ::Savant smiles widely, as she has apparently just won the 
Miss Reorsa pageant::
[01:27] <Savant> ((cheers ^_^))
[01:28] <Prescot> Bar>  ::shrugs::  the lady would tell the knight his task and 
he wouldst fulfill it for her, to show that he would not betray her
[01:28] <Obs_Santiago> patron> damn, missed the swimsuit competition...
[01:28] <Prescot> Bar>  a very old custom
[01:28] <Lauren> Inn> ::taps her combadge, her and Jennifer demat::
[01:28] <Savant> Inn> ::Tears streaming from her cheeks:: You like me, you 
really like me!
[01:28] <Kari> Bar> Hmm, interesting
[01:29] <Lauren> <<well thats it for me.. im exhausted.. gnight folks>>
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[01:29] <Prescot> Bar>  pardon milady...  but why dost thou ask?  ::smirks::  
are you in need of me to prove my loyalty?
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[01:32] <Kari> Bar> Not yours, I...well, something has been wrong with Thompson 
lately
[01:33] <Savant> Inn> ::She got her boquet and her crown, and the song started:: 
There she isss.. Miss Reorsaaa... ::And the channel changed::
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[01:34] <Santiaog> patron> ::hits the channel button again::
[01:34] Savant sets mode: +o Santiaog
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[01:34] <Prescot> Bar>  ::frowns slightly::  recently milady?  or has he been 
acting odd for a while?
[01:35] Santiaog is now known as Obs_Santiago
[01:35] <Savant> ::Savant strolled along a beach, tiny grains of holographic 
sand scattered across the counter:: Do you have stomach pains? Cramps? 
Irritation?
[01:35] <Obs_Santiago> patron> ::hits the channel button with a vengeance:: 
please! I'm trying to eat!
[01:35] <Kari> Bar> Two months, maybe three. 
[01:36] <Savant> Inn> ::Tiny Savant dashed along the top of the counter with a 
tennis raquet, wearing a small white tennis outfit.. she slammed the green ball 
across a little net, across from which was another little savant, who returned 
the shot with great effort::
[01:37] <Prescot> Bar>  hast thou any ideas on his behavior change??
[01:38] <Obs_Santiago> patron> now this is worth watching...
[01:38] <Savant> Inn> ::Other savant fired a beautiful shot, smacking the 
counter just inside the lines... Other savant cheered, the score ticked up one, 
the first Savant hung her head in shame::
[01:39] <Kari> Bar> I don't know. I've looked into it occured about the same 
time as when he got a new assistant, it is probably just coencidence, though
[01:42] <Prescot> Bar>  ::looked at her for a few seconds::  pardon milady for 
mine disagreement thou didnae get the Vanquish through how many years of war by 
believing in coinceience
[01:44] <Kari> Bar> ::shakes her head:: Jason really is a good man, he wouldn't 
do anything like that to me. Recent events have everyone distrupted, I'm sure 
he'll come around in the end.
[01:45] <Savant> Inn> ::The game continued, and both little Savants' continued 
to go at it, batting the ball back and forth vigorously::
[01:48] <Kari> Bar> ::glances at the time:: In any event, I need to get going. 
The ceremonies are set to start any minutes...
[01:48] <Prescot> Bar> ::nods once::  of course milady, thou knowst him better 
than I...   ::works a bit more on his ale::
[01:51] <Kari> Bar> ::stands and walks rather quickly towards the door - she 
still had a long day ahead of her::
[01:52] <Prescot> Bar>  ::blinks wondering how he offended her so::  good day...  
milady ::rising just after she turns around::
[01:52] <Savant> Inn> ::Savant scores another point, and jumps up and down, 
cheering exhuberantly, while other Savant heads off of the counter in defeat::
[01:53] <Obs_Santiago> patron> :changes the channel as the after-game show 
begins::
[01:53] <Savant> Inn> ::Savant is, at this point, a cheerleader, waving pom-poms 
for the local sports team::
[01:53] <Savant> Inn> goooooo CHURCHILL!
[01:54] <Savant> Inn> ::cuts to a basketball game::
[02:00] <Savant> (( Cut?))
[02:00] <Obs_Santiago> patron> ::changes the channel back to the news program::
[02:05] Prescot is now known as Shadow|AFK
[02:06] <Savant> ((okay, i think that's a wrap ^_^ now, i ahve to get to bed))
[02:07] <Obs_Farrell> ((Yup, been quiet long enough :) ))
[02:07] <Obs_Santiago> <<yeah, I should too...>>
[02:07] <Savant> night folks ^_^
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