[21:53] do we want it to be a fantasy setting? [21:54] You mean "Do we want to see Maiko dressed up like a viking warrioress again?" [21:55] yeah, i didn't get enough photos of that for the website [21:58] riiiiiiiight [21:58] Enough deliberation, let's just pick something and GO [21:58] okay. We'll start in an empty holodeck, deciding on what sort of a holoprogram to run ^_- [21:59] Works for me. [21:59] this is before everything has gone down with the time line and the jaunt thing right? [21:59] yup. [22:00] *Sim Start* [22:00] *** CoroLCARS changes topic to '=/\= U.S.S. Coronado, NCC-97901... http://www.jestertrek.com/coro2400/ =/\= Sim in progress! =-= Coronado sims at 9:00pm ET Mondays, with an after-sim most weeks immediately following!' [22:00] *** CoroLCARS sets mode: +m [22:00] ::Savant stood in the holodeck, leaning against the archway and waiting for everyone to show up:: [22:00] ::strolls in casually:: [22:00] ::walks up to the archway and looks in:: no program yet? [22:01] *** Brad is now known as Sieven [22:01] nope, not yet. [22:01] ::looks at the empty grid:: Well this is exciting... ::gives Savant a "what's with this?" look:: [22:01] ::walks in, looking around:: All right, Savant, what's the big adventure? [22:01] *** Fraser is now known as Ironside [22:02] ::Savant seems dressed for the occasion. She's looking positively rusting, wearing a wide-brimmed hat and a broad cloat that conceals the rest of her body:: [22:02] ::She shrugs and grins:: I was planning on improvising actually. [22:02] ::enters the holodeck from the corridor with a no nonsense look on his face:: [22:02] [rustic, even] [22:02] <> [22:03] ::wonders if she'll ever get used to Savant's quirks:: And that improvisation would be... [22:03] do you have something in mind Savant? or will we be guessing? [22:03] ::She shrugs again and offers a broad grin:: Something out of a story book, I think. And I know that a number of you are interested in swords and sorcery. [22:04] I do take requests. . . [22:04] ::nods in approval:: swords are good [22:04] did you bring yours? [22:05] ::steps through the holodeck door and slides to the side, staying out from the larger group:: [22:05] ::tilts her head quizically, not being all that interested in swords or sorcery:: [22:05] ::pats the hilt on his side:: only one that shouldnt be used outside of combat [22:05] Kariasa [22:05] ::crosses his arms:: Swords, guns, phasers. Regardless, I assume we're going to be battling something. [22:06] ::smiles slightly at Savant:: [22:06] Like I said, I haven't made it up yet. Though I'll take your request into advisement ^_- [22:06] ::though she does have the collapsable stave safely strapped to her right arm under the sleeve of her casual shirt:: [22:07] perhaps a castle of somekind? [22:08] Under siege? [22:08] Sounds good to me. [22:08] ::rolls her eyes and mutters something under her breath:: [22:08] ::Savant nodded and swept her hand.. the holodeck shuddered into activity as if she waved a paintbrush, and the group was on the battlements of an imposing castle:: Or would you prefer to be on the other side of the wall? [22:08] Castles are rather boring unless they are under siege [22:08] ::glances over at Ironside, crossing his arms, too:: [22:10] ::looks at Prescott drolly:: And I suppose I'm supposed to play the part of the damsel in distress? ::scowls:: [22:10] ::looks over at Maiko:: if you wish you could be one of the serving wenches for the armies [22:10] I'm not going to pick costuming for you. You cna do that over there. ::Savan pointed down the battlements, where several brightly coloured changing tents appeared:: [22:10] <> [22:11] ::if looks could kill...:: [22:11] ::harrumphs and heads into one of the tents:: [22:12] and the opponents... hmm. ::She frowned and looked over the green fields around the castle.... smouldering campfires, battlements, trenchworks, and other siege fixtures began dotting themselves along the ground:: [22:12] ::stands there for a moment deciding her options and figures at this point she'd rather have some company, and so reluctantly heads into a changing room:: [22:13] ::looks off over the fields:: Interesting. [22:13] ::casually follows the group off towards the tents:: [22:13] ::starts climbing down the battlements and heads to a costume tent:: [22:14] ::A rather annoyed scream comes from Maiko's tent, followed by cursing and a call for Savant:: [22:14] Yes, Maiko? [22:14] ::pokes her head out of the tent:: I am NOT wearing any of this... frillery crap... and I'm not going to be some slave.... tell me there's something else I'll fit into here... [22:15] ::The field was beginning to be populated by various armoured figures.... a unit of horse-mounted knights to the rear, holding.... scores and scores of lightly armoured infantry behind wooden pallisades:: [22:15] ::Savant chuckles:: It's a holodeck, Maiko. Do I have to do everything for you? [22:15] ::disappears into one of the tents, picking out some clothing based on mannequins the computer had set up for him as he entered:: [22:15] ::emerges from the tent in a monsterous suit of silver armour trimmed in blue, with a long blue cloak cinched on the breastplate with a diamond clasp:: [22:15] ::rolls her eyes:: I know next to nothing about this time period in Earth's history. [22:15] very attractive, General. I approve. [22:16] ::Savant rendered a display panel in Maiko's tent, showing several common styles and fashions of the time:: [22:16] Why thank you. ::wanders over to the weapons rack:: [22:16] ::scrolls down the list of appropriate women's wear for the occaision and continues to curse:: [22:17] ::changes into the clothing he picked out behind a curtain:: [22:17] ::harrumphs at the lack of selection and has the holodeck recreate the jewel encrusted and etched broadsword he obtained from the Thistledown years ago:: [22:18] ::Savant leans against the battlements and raises her left hand, which is clad in a glittering gauntlet... she's concentrating on a point, where the form of a very large lizard, similar to those seen in Thistledown, was forming:: [22:18] ::muttering is heard from behind the curtain and Maiko emerges, dressed as a lowly page:: What the men of that era needed was a women to beat some sense into their heads about women being just as good warriors as men. [22:18] ::steps out of her tent wearing a frown and a rather tight fiting suit composed mostly of leather:: [22:19] ::grabs a large kite shield to complement the broadsword:: [22:19] brb [22:19] You're free to wear some of the male fashions if you'd prefer. Armour is always in style, if you ask me. [22:20] No thanks. Wearing a suit of that stuff would be like trying to fly a space barge as you would a Defiant or even Coronado herself. [22:20] ::finally steps out from the tent, donned in leather from head to toe, a tightly-woven chain mail draped over him, with blood red bracers on both wrists:: [22:21] ::Savant shrugs and holds her armoured hand up, grinning:: suit yourself. [22:21] ::Savant gestures off the opposite side of the battlements and out to the fields, waiting for the others to come back up:: How does that look for opposition? [22:21] ::looks at the simple jerkin and tights she is wearing:: At least in this I can move around or arrange to cower in the corner if I have to. ::wry smirk:: [22:22] ::begins examining the weapons, glancing over at Ironside, chuckling:: [22:22] Something amusing, Commander? [22:22] ::Savant had rendered an impossibly large army outside.. where there was once just empty green hills, there were now thousands of men, siege engines, and great hulking beasts:: [22:22] ::grins:: You're right, though. Understatement doesn't suit you. [22:22] ::looks out over the field:: That parapets seem rather poorly plassed... [22:23] <> [22:23] ::holds in her hand the stave:: Besides, ::presses the stud and extends it to its full length:: Armor would just get in the way of using this. [22:24] ::sheaths a longsword to his belt on one side, a dagger on the other, and picks up his primary weapon: a sturdy composite bow:: [22:24] oh, you think? I did put it down a little slipshod. ::She waved her hand, and the parapet slid along the ground to another location:: Is that better? [22:24] ::hmphs and climbs up the battlements, surveying the army below:: Are we to fight these warriors by ourselves? [22:25] ::flourishes the stave ending in a cross-cut, then draws it back to her side:: [22:25] ::straps some quivers to his person and climbs back up onto the battlements, surveying the army gathered to fight them:: [22:26] ::watches it slide across the ground:: I suppose so. I still think it's far back to be of much use. Would take a mighty strong arm to launch arrow or crossbow fire that far. [22:26] I hadn't gotten to the defenders yet. [22:26] I was intending on them using ballista from there, actually. [22:26] ::takes out an arrow and strings it:: [22:27] how many should we have helping us? [22:27] At least one quarter the advancing army. [22:28] ::feels the bow and quiver of arrows strung across her back, but quietly has the program remove them as she has never used them before and they bind her movement:: [22:28] ::Savant turned inwards to the wall of the castle... she frowned a bit and waved her gauntleted hand, a mountain range springing up behind the fortress and mergin into the back walls:: [22:29] ::stretches a bit to warm up:: [22:29] ::She began to populate the fortress as well, full of warriors with silver and black livery.:: [22:30] ::She puts her hands on her hips:: How's that? [22:30] :::sits up on the crenellation, waiting for Savant to set up the program:: [22:30] ::waves a hand in front of her face:: What is that smell? [22:31] hot crude. [22:31] Huh? [22:31] boiling oil, Maiko. [22:32] Oil? What for? They didn't have chemically-fueled engines this early back, did they? [22:33] It's for pouring down the walls on the siegers. [22:33] ::makes a noise of comprehension:: Gotcha. [22:33] so? how does that look, to you? [22:34] Less talk. More battle. ::smirks:: [22:34] ::Savant turned and looked out at the attackers, snapped her metal-clad fingers, and the men outside turned into monsters themselves:: There we go. So we won't feel as sorry for them. [22:34] huh. Aren't you Mr-violent today, General? [22:35] ::spins his sword around with a flick of the wrist:: I haven't been out from behind the desk in a while. [22:35] ::hops down back to the battlement walkway and glances back out over the field:: Range. [22:35] ::wanders around, knowing she won't be of much use for now, finding herself next to one of the aforementioned cauldrons of boiling oil:: [22:36] ::stands on tiptoes and looks in, making a face:: Urgh. Reminds me of Hearny's leftover stew... [22:36] Ah, I understand. Then let's let the battle commence. [22:36] ::readies his bow and arrow at his side:: [22:36] ::Savant pulled her clap back behind her, revealing that she was clad head to toe in shining plate armour, with a broadsword strapped to her hip. Things started to move as the attackers began to roll siege equipment forward, and arrows started to bounce from the walls:: [22:37] *** Aggie is now known as Aggie|Food [22:37] ::hears the ping of something off the nearby stone and ducks just in time:: [22:37] ::turns and points down at the mass of warriors within the castle walls:: Archers! Draw your bows! ::raises the broadsword high in the air: [22:38] ::raises his bow, estimating his shot into the first row of the advancing army:: [22:38] ::Savant turned about to the inside of the walls, where the defenders were beginning to get organized:: Bring that catapult about to the west! [22:38] ::peers out around part of the wall to watch the battle:: [22:38] ::turns back out to face the arm as the sound of several hundred bows being drawn makes its way up the battlements:: Steady! Steady! [22:39] ::guages the report of the enemy army, waiting for them to enter the kill-zone:: [22:39] ::holds the string back at tension, waiting for the order to fire:: [22:40] ::Savant holds up her hand and looks out at the masses of enemy soldiers. They weren't advancing for now, but their archers were beginning to form up...:: [22:40] ::almost wishes she had taken up archery instead of staves as she'd at least be able to help out in some way, glancing out at the enemy:: [22:41] ::Some bellowing is heard out in the fields, and the archers there light their arrows from a torch being passed down.. they draw... and fire:: [22:41] Incoming. [22:41] ::idly watches the enemy force approaching, sweaping her gaze over the entire crowd and trying to find the lines that divided their forces into regiments:: [22:42] ::seeing the flames flying into the air, ducks back around the edge of the stone and huddles as close to it as she can:: [22:42] ::still holds his sword high, watching the archers distant, waiting for them to fire:: [22:42] ::his sharp eyes catch the arrows as they whistle in, ready to duck away:: [22:42] ::swings his sword forward:: Loose your arrows! [22:42] ::looses an arrow, immediately pulling a new one, nocking it and aiming:: [22:42] ::The enemy formed tight, cohesive regiments, several of them firing their arrows into the sky... both volleys passed one another in the air and came crashing down:: [22:43] ::peers around the corner:: [22:43] ::ducks slightly behind the battlements and brings his kite shield up:: [22:43] ::sidesteps as an arrow plinks into the stone a few inches away, most of the arrows going short:: They didn't account for the downwind. [22:44] ::SAvant crouched behind one of the crenelations of the castle as the burning arrows came down, scowling:: I didn't think they'd do that so quickly. [22:44] ::Grins sheepishly:: I wrote a good opponent. [22:44] ::ducks as a few more come higher:: [22:44] ::hears an arrow plop into the oil:: Oooooh boy... ::looks around for something to use as cover:: [22:44] ::twists around one of the crenellations and launches another arrow, then ducks back around:: [22:44] Water! Get those fires out! ::roars back down off the battlements, indicating little flames beginning to burn on some of the interior housing:: [22:45] Archers, draw your bows and return fire!! [22:45] ::comes out of no were having been preoccupied with something:: Fire brigade tend to those fires at once!! [22:45] ::finally seeing something she can do, abandons her spot and heads for the courtyard, quickly getting pressed into a makeshift fire bucket brigade:: [22:45] ::sits back and launches a few arrows from behind the stone wall, avoiding any that rain into his tight area:: [22:46] We haven't enough water, General. ::She turned and shouted down to the peasants in the courtyard:: Sand for the fires! Master of the Artillery, your bearing is west-southwest, five hundred yards! [22:46] ::stamps out a few of the flames with blankets:: [22:47] Sand... arrows... swords... bloody savages ::beats at another flame until its smokey embers are extinquished:: [22:47] ::The siegers continued to lay down fire, arrows coming down in a hail now.. at least they weren't burning:: [22:48] ::orders up some of his ground forces to help out with the fire containment, crossing by Maiko as she mutters:: Indeed! Isnt it exhilarating? [22:48] ::slack-jawed for a second at Prescot's comment:: [22:48] ::continues the monotonous job of the archer:: [22:49] ::Savant grinned broadly:: I have to admit, this is pleasantly uncomplicated. [22:49] ::directs his men that under cover a bit back from the main wall, waiting for his signal for when/if the wall is breeched:: [22:49] They'll probably be bringing up escalading ladders soon. [22:50] Exhilarating? ::tosses the blanket aside:: Pulling a high-g Immelman atmospheric with a Minerva is exhilarating. This is madness! ::the last of the flames that could be dealt with easily in the area done, she resumes her position next to the pot of oil:: [22:50] ::They were indeed starting to bring up ladders, while the defenders were being forced to keep their heads down:: [22:50] I guess its all in your upbringing I suppose ::spies the ladders comming up and bellows for some of his men to take positions on the battlements to help repel the ladders:: [22:51] Ladders! Men to the ramparts! ::keeping his kite shield above the ledge:: [22:52] I *really* wasn't expecting them to move so quickly. General, I hope your tactical sense hasn't yet left you for the deskwork. [22:52] ::finds herself pressed among a throng of people heading to the tops of the walls:: [22:53] ::shouts:: Pikes! [22:53] We shall soon see... [22:53] ::grins, launching a few more arrows over the wall:: [22:54] ::reaches out and uses her stave to lever one ladder away from the wall, sending it crashing down:: [22:54] Oil and stones, over the battlements! Archers, continue fire! [22:54] ::moves up to the top of the battlements with some of his men, immediatly shoving one of the ladders down as fast as he can, only to deflect the sword of another that manged to climb to the top:: [22:54] ::hears a roar from the other end of the wall and turns his attention down there:: Here they come. ::watches the pikemen int he distance do their best to keep the enemy from reaching the top of the wall:: [22:55] ::swats a ladder off the edge of the battlement with a smack of the flat side of his broadsword:: [22:55] ::runs back to the cauldron of oil and helps to get it slightly tipped over the wall, sending hot pain to anyone below:: [22:55] ::runs the man through as he shoves off the ladder that he climbed up:: [22:55] :Savant presses to the front of the wall, grinning like a madwoman, her eyes alight:: Ah, now this is relaxing. ::She raised a mailed fist and brought it down on the head of a grey-skinned orc, bashing him from his ladder and into the spears below:: [22:56] ::walks along the edge of the battlements, swatting ladders off the wall with swats from his sword, or simply shoving them with a hand:: [22:56] ::has to abandon the pot to stop a person from cresting a nearby ladder, planting the butt end of the stave into his belly and giving him a shove back:: [22:57] ::The press of the defenders was hard, and the atackers coudln't break up the walls... but the great leathery wings of the dragon in the rearguard opened, and a deafening bellow rose from its' maw:: [22:57] ::shivers hearing that noise:: Now what the hell was THAT? [22:58] ::assists another man to pour over his oil when he hears the deafening noise:: Savant is that a Dragon I hear? [22:58] Yup. There will probably be more soon. I left their assets open-ended. [22:58] ::roars:: Dragon! Down! ::drops below the edge of the wall as the dragon lets out a firey blast from its mouth:: [22:59] ::Shouting:: Pikes, to the walls! [22:59] ::drops down:: Will those pikes penetrate the dragon's scales? [22:59] You guys are NUTS! ::wonders just what more she's gotten herself into, barely avoiding the dragon's fire:: [22:59] Dragons? Oh, it's that kind of anachronism. [22:59] ::Savant turns and ducks the flames rhythmically, as if she knew exactly when and where it was coming:: [23:00] ::rolls her eyes as the dragon first becomes visible over the walls, turns around towards an interior corridor of the castle and stealthfully goes through an exit:: [23:01] ::picks himself up and immediately has to deflect an axe blow with his shield from an Orc cresting the wall:: [23:01] ::gets back up and shoves another ladder off the wall before being attacked from behind:: [23:01] ::The blitz of the dragon seemed to have been what the scaling attackers needed... they began to pour up onto the walls in a frenzy:: [23:02] ::swings back, his sword cutting through the torso of the orc and cleaving him in two:::: [23:02] ::glances over, reaching for his quiver:: Jeremy, move left a moment. [23:02] ::shifts left, at the same time swinging his shield and whacking an Orc, sending him flying into the air and over the battlements:: [23:02] ::breaks free of the grip on her and butt-ends the stave into the attacker, knocking him down to the ground writhing:: [23:03] ::raises the arrow, knocking it, taking aim to the right of Ironside, all in one swift motion, and fired an arrow through the forehead of an orc that peeked over:: [23:03] ::lets out a bone chilling battle cry as he dives into the flood of attackers with his men at his side, the men slashing at the oncomming attackers:: [23:03] Thank you. [23:03] ::reaches for another arrow, staying low, picking off any he sees:: [23:04] Any ::beheads another orc:: time! [23:04] ::Savant apparently leads from the front.. she fought with precice and methodical movements, using her gauntleted hand to bat aside the Orc's weapons. They were far stronger than her however, so she was forced to simply deflect the attacks with her arm guards:: [23:04] ::swings around and smacks the stave upside his head, knocking her foe unconscious, possibly with enough force to kill him:: [23:05] ::continues his rampage with his comerades across the battlements, hacking away at heads and chests as he goes:: [23:05] I would KILL for a phaser right now... ::moves down the wall, shoving off what ladders she can:: [23:06] ::quips as she bats an orc's weapon away, narrowly averting another's spear:: Might be worth a try. MAybe there's a glitch in the program and the orcs have one. [23:07] ::knocks off a couple more ladders as he makes his way along the battlements, swinging his sword wide and far to cut a swath through the attackers, keeping one eye out for the return of the dragon:: [23:07] what fun would that be?!?!? ::calls out against the annoyed Helmswoman and runs a nother man through, tossing his body off the edge and taking with him a ladder:: [23:07] ::blinks as an orc head rolls to his knees, and without much expression, he simply grabbed it by the thin hairs of its head and launched it at one of the orcs coming over the wall, knocking him off-balance and tumbling down into the army:: [23:07] ::uses her stave to knock an enemy soldier right over the side of the wall, crashing onto two of his comrades climbing up a ladder, snapping the wodden construct in two:: [23:08] ::wipes some soot from his face, but only ends up smearing it over a cheek:: [23:08] ::The dragon swept by again, bellowing once more, but the rider didn't attack again... apparently he didn't want to risk the creature to the bristling mass of pikes on the walls:: [23:08] ::finds herself loosing ground, the only think keeping her in the fray is the metallic nature of her collapsable stave:: [23:09] Sieven! ::roars over the crash of steel against steel:: Can you hit the rider?! ::hack, slash:: [23:09] Perhaps. ::turns to aim, nocking another arrow:: [23:11] ::The defenders began to push back against the attacking orcs... the walls had devolved into a gruesome stalemate:: [23:11] ::fires the arrow a good hundred feet in front of the dragon, but it sails wide as the dragon passes through the point he aimed for:: [23:11] ::nocks another arrow and looses it into the chest of an orc who came far too close for comfort, then turned his attention back to the dragon rider:: [23:11] ::her stave whipping out as fast as she can launch attack after attack, but her body being betrayed by her fatigue:: [23:12] ::Savant stepped in front of Sieven to let him aim unmolested:: [23:13] ::takes a bit more time, dangerous considering the proximity of the attacking orcs, but decides on a better shot and lets it loose, leading the dragon a good twenty meters now as it flew by:: [23:13] ::tracks his arrow while reaching for another, watching it hit the rider in the foot:: Dammit. [23:14] :The rider yelps and doubles forward, and the dagon roars out in fury that its' rider has been injured:: [23:14] ::hacks downwards on an orc and splits him in two before grabbing another with by the arm with his shield hand and using him as a club to smack orcs off the ledge:: [23:14] ::watches the dragon thrash:: Heh, consider my window of opportunity to be closed. [23:15] ::trades ground for time, backing in the onslaught of fresh enemies before her:: Um, we could use a little help over here if you're not to busy! [23:16] Of course milady!! ::barks out a few orders as his remaining men begin to hack there way at the men attacking Maiko's position:: [23:16] ::The dragon swerved back towards the castle, breathing out gouts of flame at the conflict at large, not discerning between friend or foe... fortunately, it seemed to get those exposed on the ladders more than anyone, buying the defenders a little time:: [23:16] ::is forced to use her stave to fend off sword attacks, the metal of the swords singing and sparking as they hit her stave when it blocks:: [23:16] ::roars and puts his shield forward, charging into the mass of Orcs near Maiko and generally sending them flying as he shoulder blocks through them:: [23:17] Thanks, Savant. Although my timing seems intact. ::ranges the dragon as it approaches:: Let me get a bit braver. [23:17] ::looks at Ironside, mutters:: Should have called him Ironshoulder for that trick... ::leaps into the opening and knocks one Orc off the wall, coming out of that attack to slash at the other to try to knock him down for the kill:: [23:18] ::Savant begins to help the defenders pushing the orcs back.. with the gap made by all the dying orcs on the ladders, the brief lapse in their reinforcements has given the defenders an advantage:: [23:18] ::as the dragon pauses midair to spew flames, Sieven launches an arrow towards its head, hoping to catch an eye:: [23:19] ::The dragon gets the arrow right int he eye, its' head snapping bakc and another deafening roar cracking the air... It flew off urgently, writhing about in the air:: [23:20] ::takes the opportunity to shove the last of the ladders near her off the wall:: [23:20] ::knocks over a bowl of oil that had yet to be turned and rotates to view the battlements:: [23:21] ::blinks a bit, astonished at his luck:: Savant, you didn't happen to influence that, did you? ::grins as he stands up, making his way down the battlements towards the inner part of the wall:: [23:21] ::helps with the final mop up operation of this wave of the assault, sending the a few of the remaining orcs over the side of the battlements:: [23:21] ::takes a moment to gander out at the enemy to see what's next:: [23:21] ::She shrungs and gives Sieven a wink:: I'm good friends with the physics engine.. but no, that was your shot. [23:22] Interesting. I couldn't make that shot five years ago. ::considers it, lost in thought for a moment as the battle rages around him:: [23:23] ::The orcs are pushed off of the walls, and the regiments retreat as arrows begin raining down on them again:: [23:24] ::heads down to the courtyard to pick off any enemies who slip through the cracks:: [23:24] < [23:24] *** Sieven is now known as Brad [23:24] ::seeing no new troops coming in, looks around to see if there are any final troops on the walls to be dispatched:: [23:24] ::moves to the battlements and raises his sword high, shouting down at the orcs about how they all have carnal relations with their own mothers, and their fathers were mules:: [23:25] *** Quits: Brad (garstini@ip68-3-134-2.ph.ph.cox.net) (Quit: ) [23:25] ::The orcs bellow back at Prescot, though what they say is fairly unintelligible:: [23:25] Come up here and say that to my face you ugly sack of ::edited for content:: [23:26] ::SAvant raises a hand to the archers, and they lower their bows:: We'll have to conserve our shots, and the orcs are retreating. [23:26] ::panting slightly and sweating:: So now what? [23:26] ::grins at Maiko:: the best part!! We drink till we fall over drunk [23:27] It'll probably take them a half hour or so to come back. ::grins:: Time to figure out how to get out of this mess. [23:27] ::looks over at Savant:: we will be getting reinforcements by then? [23:27] What's there to figure out? We're here. They're there. We're holed up. They're not. [23:28] Reinforcements? I didn't write any reinforcements for us. [23:28] a battle to the death then... excellent... as Im assuming you wrote reinforcements for them in? [23:29] ::rolls eyes, muttering something about signing onto the ship of fools:: [23:29] ::She nodded:: of course. [23:33] ((Continue next week?)) [23:33] ((Sure)) [23:33] <> [23:33] <> [23:34] (s'okay ^_^) [23:36] *** Ironside is now known as Fraser [23:37] *Sim End* [23:37] *** CoroLCARS changes topic to '=/\= U.S.S. Coronado, NCC-97901... http://www.jestertrek.com/coro2400/ =/\= Sim's over for this week; time to relax! =-= Three-time winner of UCIP's Bergen Award for excellence in simming!' [23:37] *** CoroLCARS sets mode: -m