[21:41] Aftersim, on Coro, during repairs, outside of nebula. Got it. [21:42] I need to find a character who can be on Coro [21:42] with the speed that people cna fly around in a pakcet, you could bring drexler to Coro pretty easily [21:42] zooma zooma [21:43] right. we do that then. [21:43] *sim start* [21:43] * 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!' [21:43] * CoroLCARS sets mode: +m [21:43] <> [21:44] (We could move the game to Reor'sa without too much trouble, if everyone wants to do that) [21:45] (I want opinions please people :p) [21:46] < >> [21:46] (I'm not going to be around for long... I need to get to bed soon...) [21:47] ((We'll just play on Coro then, maybe... you can chat with dad on the phone ^_-)) [21:48] * Fraser is now known as Ironside [21:48] * Sonya is now known as Zunite [21:49] ::Savant sat in the lounge of Coronado, on the couch as she always did... even though she wasn't technically as much a part of Coronado anymore, this was still her home and it felt "Right" to be here:: [21:50] * Santiago is now known as Gibson [21:50] ::steps off the the public transit vehicle as it sets down alongside the hospital and quickly makes his way inside - somewhat standing out as he's still in-uniform:: [21:50] No, no, no, I said I needed seventy pallets of molecular base, not seventeen. [21:50] Yes, I understand, but you need to understand what's happening here. [21:51] Look, ... no, look. This ship is undergoing massive repairs. How do we replicate parts if we don't have molecular stock? [21:51] ::quickly walks up to reception and gets an initial casual "I'll be with you in a minute" glance from the person manning the desk before they double take and quickly attend to him:: [21:51] ::She wasn't entirely in the best of moods, however, which was understandable. Her expression was the same as it always was despite her depression .:: [21:52] ::thanks the receptionist and quickly finds a stairwell, leaping up two flights to floor 300, exiting into the corridor and looking for 301:: [21:53] * Joins: Maiko (CptFarrell@69-163-34-222.lndnnh.adelphia.net) [21:53] * CoroLCARS sets mode: +v Maiko [21:53] ::smiles at Ironside as he walks in and then glances down at the two very tiny babies in her arms and then back up at him:: Dad, may I present your grandchildren.... ::smiles lopsidely:: I'm afraid I haven't named them yet [21:54] Well, that's wonderful. You have now confirmed that we ordered seventy pallets. [21:54] Are you going to send us the other fifty-three pallets? [21:54] Why not? [21:54] ::slowly enters the room, suddenly somewhat stunned by the two little children in his daughters' arms, unsure what to say:: [21:55] * Aggie is now known as Aggie|AFK [21:55] ::looks at her father:: I'm afraid they wouldn't wait for you to get here... would you like to hold one? or both? [21:55] You don't have any. You don't have any? Isn't that your job for this fleet? [21:55] You people really are doing a bang-up job with your new fleet, aren't you? [21:56] ::cocks her head to one side:: Dad? [21:56] ::Savant was aware of what Gibson was doing ; she was still responsible for logistical concerns within the fleet. She didn't interfere, however, and wasn't really in the mood to on top of it.:: [21:56] ::wiggles his fingers a little and rubs his hands together before closing them, shaking his head slightly:: I'm...not sure I trust myself at the moment ::somewhat afraid of injuring the children:: [21:57] All right. Yeah, I said all right. Yes, I understand that you're supplying all the ships being repaired. [21:57] ::shakes her head:: you're not going to hurt them.... [21:57] Nonetheless, you have to understand that I am a logistics officer for that fleet. It is my job to make sure that every ship gets as much as it needs. Do you understand how our jobs work together? [21:58] Okay, that's fine. I'll call you back. [21:58] 7H> ::walks into the lounge and takes a seat at one of the tables:: [21:58] Oh...I'm not so...sure about that. ::rubs his hands together again and moves in closer, trying to determine the genders of the children:: [21:59] Hey, Anderson, this is Gibson. Yeah, how's it going? [21:59] Really? Wow, that's great. [22:00] No, yeah, I'm really happy for you. It's just, you know, stuff is coming apart at the seams. [22:00] ::smiles:: really come and take him ::giggles her left arm a bit:: I'm not so great at handling both of them together yet... so you'll have to come and take him... [22:00] Listen, you wouldn't happen to have any spare molecular stock, would you? Because we are seriously screwed for ours. Yeah, our order got boned and we're only getting seventeen. [22:01] I know, believe me, I know! I've been going twelve rounds with those people. [22:01] ::reluctantly moves around to the left side of the bed and very slowly reaches out to take the child:: [22:02] 7H> ::sighs, leaning back in the chair and just staring at the ceiling, the dimmed lights welcome relief on her eyes:: [22:02] ::She exhaled and smiled a faint smile at the business of the ship around her. Things moved about busily, and she knew that in spite of the tragedy she felt, life continued. It was reassuring:: [22:02] Really? All right, man, you just made my day! [22:02] ::holds out the boy as best she can to her dad:: now just watch his head... [22:03] And, hey, good luck with that. Give Perinne my congratulations. Okay, bye [22:03] ::nods and cradles the boy in his arms, trying as best he can to just let the baby sit in his arms rather than actually grasping it in any way:: ...two boys, or one of each? [22:03] ::grins at her father:: one of each [22:04] ::grins slightly:: But no names? [22:04] ::cuddles the little baby girl in her arms:: I think I'm going to name her Erin Aurora, what do you think? [22:05] It's beautiful, where'd you pick it? [22:05] 7H> ::rights herself and lets the PADD clatter onto the table as she gets up and shuffles over to a replicator.. then gives up and just pulls a ration pack from one of the emergency lockers:: [22:05] well... no... I mean I had a bunched picked out... and then they came and none of them worked out... so I had to think.. [22:05] ::She sighed and looked out at the expanse of stars, and the little work bee floating by across the view. Despite the industry and the reassurance, she didn't feel like bieng happy just yet:: [22:05] well Erin for her father, I personally think she looks sorta like him... has his chin or something.. [22:06] ::smiles slightly and sadly, nodding:: [22:06] and Aurora ::shrugs:: well because it's pretty..... [22:07] ::looks at Ironside:: I was thinking maybe of naming him Tebrun Aaron, but.... [22:07] ::trails off and shrugs:: [22:08] ::pauses, nods:: Seems very fitting. I'm sure Kor will be honoured. [22:08] ::falls back into the chair and unwraps the ration bar, looking at the green globular bar:: Hmm. Meatloaf again. ::sighs, biting into the bar:: [22:09] ::nods:: [22:09] Hey, Mike, it's Jack Gibson. How's it going? [22:09] ::grins slightly:: I guess I did sorta have names for them... I just.... ::trails off again:: [22:10] Cool. You know, we've got a cask of brandy on board. I was wondering if maybe I could trade you. [22:10] I'm glad you came dad [22:10] ::sits down in the chair beside the bed:: You just needed to see them first. [22:10] Well, yeah. I hear your marines are pretty heavy drinkers. [22:10] They're probably not used to brandy, though, so it's okay if you pass. [22:10] ::smiles at Ironside:: you want to switch? [22:11] 7H> ::for once, enjoying the quiet lassitude of the night shift, the lounge deserted:: [22:12] No, I mean it's real alcohol. Most of these guys have never touched the real stuff. So, like I said, it's okay if you don't think your guys can handle it. [22:12] ::smiles:: Sure. ::switches children with Zunite:: And I missed your birth, I wasn't going to miss my granddaughter's [22:12] Why, I'm glad you asked that. I need molecular stock pallets. [22:12] and grandson's [22:12] ::Savant closed her android eyes and let the waves of information roll through her. She rarely took the time to realize what she was, or how expansive she was at this point. she would have barely recognized herself only a few years ago.:: [22:13] two for almost the price of one... [22:13] Well, I got seventeen for a seven-zero order. I got another fifteen from Anderson. Tell me you've got some. Just think of all the stock you'll save with that lovely cask I'm going to send you. [22:13] ::coos at Tebrun for a bit:: [22:14] * Parts: Lefty (~professor@mx0741.pubip.gamewood.net) [22:14] ::just stares quietly at the child in his arms:: [22:14] ::closes her eyes:: Y'know, I think I'm beginning to get used to these wretched things. [22:15] Niiice. All right, man, I'll take those off your hands very soon. Thank you, and thank you again. You are a gentleman and a scholar. [22:15] No, I don't know what it means either. [22:15] All right, man, take it easy. [22:15] ::Savant replies in a low, soft tone:: And what wretched things would those be? [22:16] I think this one is gonna be a trouble maker...::smiles down at Tebrun:: [22:16] ::smirks:: With you? No doubt. [22:16] 7H> Ration bars. ::takes another bite and chews thoughtfully, savoring the taste:: Still taste like cardboard.... But I guess in a ways... it's a reminder I'm still alive. Even if others aren't. [22:17] Good afternoon, Commander, this is Lieutenant j.g. Gibson, logistics. Coronado, unfortunately, is the victim of a rather unfortunate ordering malfunction, and I am currently in need of twenty-eight molecular stock pallets. [22:17] Yes, sir. [22:17] I think mom would be happy to know she has a grandson [22:17] No, sir, I don't think you've ever told me that story. [22:17] I've never really known that they tasted that bad. [22:18] ::chuckles shortly, then sniffs and nods:: I think so too. [22:18] ::shrugs:: They were pretty bad to begin with. They ain't mah momma's home cookin', that's for sure. Sorta like shredded cardboard mixed with cold oatmeal with a dash of quillar thrown in for good measure. [22:20] ::looks down at her son and strokes his cheek:: [22:20] ::looks at her father:: so the worlds not going to end? [22:20] ::she kept her eyes closed and rested her head against the back of the couch:: Doesn't sound very pleasant. [22:20] ::smiles, looks up from the child:: No. Not yet, anyway. Tebrun bought us some much needed time. [22:21] Neither's the alternative. ::A beat:: You okay? I mean, I know you were close to him and all... [22:21] ::nods:: do we know where the next tear will occur? [22:21] Well, that sounds similar to my situation, doesn't it? [22:21] Yes, sir. [22:21] Of course, sir. I think we can help you out on that count, yes, sir. [22:22] ::shakes his head:: Not yet. Savant is...will be attempting to determine that soon. [22:22] I'll have the medical staff pack that up for you, sir. [22:22] any idea how we're going to stop it this time? [22:22] Thank you, sir. [22:23] We have...some idea. We need to disconnect Xanadu from the singularities. [22:23] ::She lifts her head up and looksover at Maiko a moment before letting her head drop back agian and closing her eyes once more:: No, not really very well. [22:23] Yes, sir, I will pass that message along to her. [22:24] ::nods silently:: [22:24] ::ahhs:: sounds like a piece of cake ::rolls her eyes:: I'm glad you guys are out saving the world and not me... how's my ship doing? [22:24] ::disconnects and sits back in his chair, looking at the ceiling to get a little visual rest:: [22:25] ::winces:: Based on what I saw of the battle footage, she's not in the best shape. [22:25] ::takes another bite out of the ration bar:: [22:26] ::frowns:: I'll have to have a talk with Daren about that.... and Drall... [22:26] ::she added after a long moment of silence:: I'll be fine, I'm sure. [22:27] ::sighs:: and I suppose poor Farley too... to lift his spirits of course.... [22:27] ::nods:: We all will be fine. Just... hope that we find a way to permenantly stop these things before any more good people have to die. [22:27] Or break them? ::grins:: [22:28] ::she nodded bitterly, unable to find appropriate words with which to reply:: [22:29] break them? [22:29] I would never break them.... [22:29] Their spirits. ::still grining:: [22:29] ::sticks her tongue out at her father:: [22:29] ::nods, chuckles:: [22:30] think of what you're teaching the children, right Tebby? yeah , grandpa shouldn't say such things about your mommy [22:30] So... ::uncomfortable pause:: You and Clarence, huh? [22:30] Tebby? ::chuckles again:: [22:30] mm. ::she nodded again, less bitterly. she still didn't know quite what to say in responce, however:: [22:30] hmm? [22:31] Is he... still mad at me? :: a beat:: I mean, I'd just like to know that if something happens, that I didn't die without apologizing to him. [22:31] ::raises and eyebrow at Ironside:: I think it fits him ::looks down at Tebrun:: right Tebby... [22:32] ::smiles at Ironside:: [22:32] ::yawns a bit:: [22:33] you staying around for a while? [22:33] ::nods:: I'm staying the night, at a minimum. Depending on how the clean-up in the nebula goes and how much time is calculated to the next tear, I could be here a few weeks. [22:34] In the meantime, it looks like you need some sleep. [22:34] ::smiles at him:: then I'll definitely make those calls to Daren and the like... [22:34] ::nods:: Want me to call the nurse? [22:35] ::yawns again:: yes... I suppose I do need some sleep... the Force know they'll both be awake soon enough [22:35] ::grins and nods, then gives Erin back to Zunite, fetching the nurse:: [22:36] ::looks down at the two babies in her arms:: you two are going to be a handful aren't you... [22:37] * Quits: Zunite (~jirc@67-21-60-237.frdrmd.adelphia.net) (Quit: Leaving) [22:37] Hey, Bi'nuu, it's Jack. Yeah, I'm doing all right. You know what would make my life a lot better, though? If you could spare about a dozen pallets of molecular stock for replicators. [22:37] ::looks over at Savant questioningly:: [22:37] * Parts: Ironside (~fdeziel@199.243.219.146) [22:38] Well, you know how it happens. [22:38] ::Savant opens an artificial eye and looks back at Maiko blankly:: [22:38] You cut your hair? Really? What's it look like now? [22:38] Oh, no, the video communications are all down right now. They're re-laying all the linkup stations for that. [22:39] Yeah, it is. I know. [22:39] Anyway, I'd love to see the new hair sometime. Maybe I can buy you lunch sometime. [22:40] I hate to be callous, but do you have any to spare? [22:40] Aaauuuuh, you're a lifesaver! [22:40] Clarence? Is he still mad at me? [22:40] I really owe you lunch, now. [22:41] I could kiss you! Okay, yeah, I'll be talking to you, bye! [22:41] ::she replies matter-of-factly:: no, not really. [22:43] ::small sigh of relief:: That's good. [22:43] ::she smiles a tiny amount and closes her eyes again:: He doesn't really hold grudges very often. [22:44] Yeah, hello, it's Lieutenant Gibson again. All right, you got me seventeen of a seventy-pallet load. I have acquired forty-five more. Can you get me eight pallets? [22:45] ::shrugs:: It's just I don't get yelled at like that too often. [22:46] mm.. yes... well.. he can get upset if he's riled about something. [22:47] ::chuckle:: And I gave him plenty to be riled over. [22:47] ::she smirked a small smirk:: he's over it. [22:49] ::nods, though not with much confidence:: He really cares a great deal about you. [22:49] ... You shorted me fifty-three. FIFTY THREE. I get FORTY FIVE to cover and you can't get EIGHT? [22:50] Let me speak to your supervisor. [22:50] I don't give a sh-- I don't care. Connect me to your supervisor. [22:51] ::she nodded, sitting up straight:: He does, very much. I was a fool to overlook him for so long. [22:52] ::shrugs:: I thought I saw something in Clarence that I wanted. Turns out I found what I was looking for in Zachery. Sometimes things are right under your nose and you don't even realize it. [22:55] ::she nods and looks down:: Doesn't make it any easier. [22:56] ::gets up, disposing of the ration's now empty wrapper:: Death of a close friend never is. Unfortunately it's another one of the things that makes us all human. ::looks at Savant:: Talk to Clarence. Or you can talk to me. Talking to someone helps it pass a little easier. [22:57] ::she gave Maiko a bit of a sidelong grin and glanced at her:: I'm not human, though. [22:57] Listen, you monkey-assed moron, if you did your job half as well as you dodged doing your job, we wouldn't be having this conversation! [22:58] ::gives Savant a reassuring smile:: No, but you're programmed to emulate them very well, so you might as well be. Besides, knowing Clarence, he's probably bogged down in work and could use a distraction. [22:58] ::suddenly breaks into a jaw-splitting yawn:: [22:59] ::SAvants' hologram popped into being beside Clarence in the Coronado logistics office:: Need some help moving things around, dear? [23:00] I think that's my cue to head for bed. Good night Savant. [23:00] ::Back in the lounge:: good night Maiko. [23:00] ::heads out of the lounge:: [23:00] * Maiko is now known as Farrell_AFK [23:02] ::turns and looks at her, attempting a smile; he mutes the line to the incompetent fellow:: No, it's fine. I'm just motivating. [23:03] ::she smiled and nodded, taking a step back:: Amazing how bad penthia resource pool can be, isn't it? [23:03] ::his left eye twitches; one who sees it might not be sure whether it was voluntary or not:: [23:06] ::she grinned:: Sorry to bug you, I'll let you work. [23:07] No, it's... it's okay. [23:08] ::she sat down in a holographic chair conjured beside him, off to one side so as to not impede his work:: [23:08] ::to the comm terminal:: never mind. Gibson out. [23:08] ::looks at Savant:: Are you all right? [23:09] ::she shrugged non-commitally in reply, resting her hands in her lap:: [23:12] ::lays his hands on hers:: I ... I'm not good around sad people. I get feeling, I don't know, guilty, and then I get feeling angry at myself for feeling guilty for something that's not my fault. [23:15] I won't lie to you and say that I've not been avoiding you. You know bloody well how much work it takes to keep a ship running in repair dock, and you know that I've been doing more than I need to. [23:15] * Quits: Brad (garstini@ip68-3-126-250.ph.ph.cox.net) (Quit: ) [23:15] ::she exhaled and held his hands:: I wish you wouldn't, really. I don't want to be responsible for you feeling guilty. [23:15] I know. I know so, so well. I don't want to feel guilty, either, but it... it's like I can't help it. [23:17] ::she looked down at the floor between them:: I could shut off the emotional display functions of my interaction parser, but that'd filter out all of my emotions. . . I guess I've sort of gotten used to being able to display them again. [23:17] * Quits: Aggie|AFK (aggie@arcee.resnet.tamu.edu) (Read error: Connection reset by peer) [23:19] I don't want you to hold back. I don't want to turn you into something you're not. I mean, it's my problem. You shouldn't have to suffer because of it [23:20] ::she looked up at him from the ground:: It hurts just as much knowing that I'm making you feel miserable, too. I don't want ot be the cause of all of this.... [23:21] Come here. ::puts his arms around her shoulders and draws her to him:: I just ... I need to hold you for a moment. [23:22] ::she was easy to move, being nothing but light, and embraced him quietly:: [23:25] Mourn him. Do what you feel, take the time that you need, and know, know that I will love you too damn much no matter what. [23:27] Okay? [23:28] ::She was caught speechless by his words for a long time. when she finally found the right words of her own, she murmured them in a gentle tone:: you're the best thing that's ever happened to me, Clarence. [23:28] Don't ever think you're anything less to me. [23:29] ::she honestly can't find anything to say for that, so only smiles a small, sincere smile and remains in his embrace:: [23:33] ((done?)) [23:34] <> [23:34] *sim end* [23:34] * 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!' [23:34] * CoroLCARS sets mode: -m