[21:07] right. Let's have it on the camus bar, afternoon after classes. [21:07] campus, even [21:07] camus works too. [21:08] *sim start* [21:08] *** 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!' [21:08] *** CoroLCARS sets mode: +m [21:08] The Albert Camus Bar. [21:08] ::already seated at the bar, apparently already having begun her Spring Break:: [21:09] ::walks in to the bar, having already put his stuff away:: [21:10] ::still dressing in some of his noble attire even in his third year, a set of chainmail adorns him as well does his Knighthood sword. [21:11] ::Savant can be found at the bar as well, at a side table with a rather vacant smile on her face, still a somewhat flickery hologram in appearance:: [21:11] ::knocks back another beer:: [21:11] ::looks around as he steps into the bar, looking around:: [21:12] ::points to the barkeep as if non-verbal instructing him to get him his usual drink of choice ready:: [21:13] ::In an attempt to fit in, Savant has a holographic pint, but she doesn't really touch it, as it's really somewhat silly to expect a hologram to drink anything:: [21:14] ::bangs the now empty mug on the bar to indicate her order for another one:: [21:15] ::moves up to the bar, moving aside for some people but still shoving past drunks and those who he believes do not deserve his respect sitting down at the bar:: Ale [21:16] ::To no one in particular:: It has always amazed me how much the students here can drink. [21:16] *** Santiago is now known as Prof_Heatherton [21:16] ::offers Savant a glance:: I've got a wooden leg. ::takes the newly refilled mug and begins draining that too:: [21:16] ::Blinks:: No you don't. [21:17] ::rolls her eyes in mirth, still drinking:: [21:17] ::enters the pub in time to hear Savant's line:: If you're shocked by that you obviously haven't been watching the professors. [21:17] I try to keep from watching anyone too closely, Ma'am. [21:18] Probably a beneficial stratagem. [21:18] ::strides to the bar:: Shandy, please. [21:18] ::finally lowers the mug, taking deep breaths and wiping the back of her mouth with her hand:: [21:18] It tis the universal minor here is it not milady? ::motioning at Maiko as he took a drink of his ale:: [21:18] ::downs his first beer, saluting Heatherton with his mug:: [21:18] ::She smiled a contented smile:: That's what I thought it was. [21:19] ::tosses off a sketchy salute to the prof:: [21:22] ::nods, raising her shandy to Somansky and D'rall:: I'm sure you'll both be pleased with your grades for this quarter. [21:22] ::enters the bar and heads for the piano, pulls out the bench and settles onto it:: [21:22] ::Savant watched on eagerly, a little worried that she wasn't being told that her grades were good:: [21:23] ::arches a mildly-drunk eyebrow:: [21:23] ::smirks:: I'm always pleased with my grades. [21:24] ::cracks his knuckles and limbers up his fingers, preparing to play:: [21:24] ::mutters something under his breath and downs the rest of his ale:: [21:25] That's either a good or a bad place to be, Mister Somansky. [21:26] ::grins, goes back to her drinking, flirting with a few of the other men at the bar:: [21:26] ::Savant sat back down in her seat, not content with being left in the dark about her grades, but not willing to press the issue either [21:26] ::blinks, then smirks again:: Its a good thing. [21:26] ::glances around and then start playing 'Fly Me To The Moon':: [21:29] *** Joins: Brad (garstini@ip68-3-126-250.ph.ph.cox.net) [21:29] *** CoroLCARS sets mode: +o Brad [21:31] ::orders himself yet another beer:: [21:32] ::flirtaciously re-takes her seat after meandering the room for a bit:: [21:32] ::Savant sits around impatiently, looking about at all of the students and the business going on around her like a puppy:: [21:32] ::looks over at Maiko:: You havin' fun yet over there? [21:33] ::Maiko grin:: What do you think? [21:34] ::watches Maiko briefly and orders a root beer float from the waitress quietly, his fingers wandering over the keys smoothly as he continues to play:: [21:34] a WHAT? [21:34] ::blinks and looks over at the professor:: [21:35] ::looks at Prentiss at the piano:: A root beer float? I do believe that's only acceptable with a liver condition and a note from a physician. [21:35] ::eyes her evenly with a smirk:: I'll take that as a yes. [21:36] ::grins at the Prof and launches into the next song 'Stardust':: I happen to like them. [21:37] You can happen to like them at the local sodashop. You're at a bar. Barkeep! Order the young man a Cosmopolitan! [21:37] If you're going to pussyfoot around, at least do so with alcohol. [21:37] *** Parts: Prescot (Prescot@68.66.6.196) [21:38] ::blinks:: Pussyfoot? I don't see any cats around here. ::smirks and continues to play:: [21:38] ::blinks, apparently not following at all:: I don't understand. [21:39] Yes, pussyfoot. I'm in mixed company and didn't want to offend the gentlemen. [21:39] ::laughs drunkenly:: Why, they won't take offense to it. [21:40] ::shrugs:: I've come her to relax a bit before spring break, and enjoy myself. What difference does it make to you how I choose to do so? [21:41] I didn't know you were going to become defensive. I apologize. Return to your ... Dean Martin. [21:43] ::Savant continues to stare at the two blankly:: [21:43] ::smiles easily:: I'm not defensive. I was just asking a question. ::pauses to take a sip of his float and then starts playing again 'Moon over Miami' this time:: [21:43] ::turns to the rest of the bar and makes a farcical 'leave that one alone' gesture:: [21:46] ::chuckles to himself at how silly some people are, and continues to play, his eyes roaming the bar and taking in every detail, storing it away in his mind for future reference, and happily playing on:: [21:46] ::Savant mimiced hte professors' gesture, mostly in an attempt to decipher it:: [21:47] ::finishes his current beer:: [21:47] :::beginning to feel quite tipsy::: [21:49] ::smoothly transitions into the theme for A Space Odyssey, and watches Maiko with an amused smile on his face:: [21:50] ::looks at Maiko mock-seriously:: You know. You need to watch your alcohol intake. . .It leaves you open for pranks and the like. [21:50] ::laughs merrily:: But I'm having ever-so-much FUN! [21:51] ::decides to leave that one alone:: [21:51] ::sits down at a table with several other professors:: [21:52] ::turns to Savant and winks, then pauses his playing to drink some of his float, giving himself an ice cream mustache:: [21:53] ::Savant pauses a moment before winking back at Somansky with a winning smile:: [21:54] ::gets up and begins mingling with the crowds, flirting with quite a few:: [21:54] ::gives a nod to Savant:: [21:54] <> [21:54] <> [21:54] *** Maiko is now known as Farrell_AFK [21:54] <> [21:54] ((night Dennis ^_^)) [21:54] ::Savant smiles back at Somansky's nod:: [21:55] ::shakes head looking out at the mingling Maiko:: [21:57] [21:57] ((nite nite ^_^)) [21:57] <> [21:57] ::stands and walks to the exit, making sure to keep his balance as he exits:: [21:57] *** Parts: Somansky (Somansky@66-215-160-67.riv- mres.charterpipeline.net) [21:57] Oh, yes, well, of course it's not the same. I mean, his analytical framework for that particular macroeconomic model proceeds from a specifically antiliberalist and furthermore postmodernist beginning, and, really, nothing good can happen from there. [21:59] But what do you expect from a man who put J. Alan Yasbeck through a paper shredder? [21:59] ::Savant sits a bit closer to the professors and listens in:: [22:00] ::keenly watches all the goings on and starts into the next song:: [22:00] ::glances at the hologram:: you're free to join the table. it's an open forum. Right? ::the other professors agree:: [22:01] ::she smiles weakly and raises her hands:: I'm very sorry, I don't mean to intrude. [22:03] All right, all right. Come here. Everyone, this is my top student. Savant, this is Andrew, Akminii, Herve, Oli, and Tan'he. Awfully convenient of them to sit alphabetically. [22:03] <> [22:05] ::Savant raises a finger and notes:: Andrew and Akiminii aren't alphabeti- - I'm your top student? [22:06] I'm still unsure as to why you are so constantly surprised by that, though it's not unendearing. [22:06] ::finishes his float and begins playing again, trying some classical this time:: [22:07] I was told when I applied that I would probably suffer problems with my classes. [22:11] evidently macroeconomics suits you. have you considered a career in economics? or, i suppose, an officer track in command or logistics? [22:11] ::glances at the other professors:: I'm still not used to teaching in a military facility. [22:13] I've been told that Starfleet Intelligence is currently in talks with the research and design department to licence me as a resource for their agents. [22:14] and i'm entirely unused to teaching a non-biological intelligence. [22:14] ::runs his fingers over the keys lightly as he plays some tunes from Swan Lake:: [22:14] That was the reason that I was told would inhibit my learning here. I've had a little trouble with some professors, but must have been very nice to me [22:15] (most, even) [22:16] you learned the material, applied the concepts, understood the purpose, and asked good questions. Why should I treat you any differently? Concepts are just as difficult to repurpose and apply for a computer as they are for a biologic, are they not? [22:17] otherwise the universal translator wouldn't be so clumsy, correct? [22:17] ::she grins weakly:: Yes, the translator is very clumsy at times, Ma'am. I have a very hard time following sometimes. [22:17] ::nods:: [22:21] I still quite enjoyed your class however. I suppose you could say that I have a head for numbers. [22:23] ::shakes his hands a bit and then suddenly launches into some 'boogey woogey'!:: [22:26] I appreciate that. [22:32] *** Quits: Savant (~mouse@d199-126-29-230.abhsia.telus.net) (Quit: ) [22:32] ::finishes his song, stands, waves to the professors and heads out to pack:: [22:33] <>