U.S.S. Atlantis - 11402.12, Mission #1007

"Azure-Te"


Conversation with #ussatlantis at Wed Feb 12 20:57:31 2014 on VAdmBlackthorne@packetstorm.va.us.darkmyst.org (irc)

Conversation with #ussatlantis at Wed Feb 12 20:57:31 2014 on VAdmBlackthorne@packetstorm.va.us.darkmyst.org (irc)

(20:57:31) The topic for #USSAtlantis is: Okay! Apparently we've docked already. Now, rotations need to be drawn up for R&R, after which point...just avoid setting anything on fire.
(20:57:31) Topic for #USSAtlantis set by ColDougMcKnight at 21:34:36 on 02/05/2014
(20:57:31) mode (+o VAdmBlackthorne) by ChanServ
(20:57:40) VAdmBlackthorne: Hyia
(20:58:07) ColDougMcKnight [Mibbit@h-73-130-535-634.hsd7.ma.comcast.net] entered the room.
(20:58:22) ColDougMcKnight: Evening.
(20:58:25) VAdmBlackthorne: EVening
(20:59:10) ColDougMcKnight: How goes it?
(20:59:17) VAdmBlackthorne: Snow!
(20:59:39) ColDougMcKnight: Oh, yeah. Aren't you guys due for a foot or something?
(21:00:06) VAdmBlackthorne: Something like that.
(21:00:17) ColDougMcKnight: Yeesh. That's a pretty major storm even up here in frozen New England.
(21:00:19) VAdmBlackthorne: 8-18", AKA "we have no idea"
(21:00:59) ColDougMcKnight: Heh, weather forecasters and cable installers. No flexibility like it.
(21:01:30) LtWright [Mibbit@i-73-062-552-594.hsd7.wa.comcast.net] entered the room.
(21:01:34) VAdmBlackthorne: Evening
(21:01:43) LtWright: Hi
(21:01:51) ColDougMcKnight: Hey.
(21:02:37) ColDougMcKnight: Can't say for sure about Rachel, seeing as how she's in another state. But when I talked to her earlier, she mentioned crashing after a night of no sleep. So I'd say we're just waiting for Tav.
(21:03:43) ColDougMcKnight: Also, not that I'm a speed demon to begin with, but I'm afraid I reserve the right to slow posting tonight. Doesn't happen that often, but I seem legitemately sick. So if I go quiet, I'm probably getting water, or...something.
(21:04:11) CdrTKirr: Hey, I'm here
(21:04:30) CdrTKirr: Just got home, had to make a salad...Tav was in another car, dunno where he is but he should be here. >_<
(21:04:44) CdrTKirr: So snow stormin eh?
(21:05:01) CdrTKirr: We could start without him tho and he can catch up
(21:05:23) CdrTKirr: But yeah go at your own pace, hope you feel better
(21:05:31) CdrTKirr: Tav just got in
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(21:06:12) CdrHarper [Mibbit@jjlm-887-97-241-663.clppva.fios.verizon.net] entered the room.
(21:06:51) DoctorTav [Bryan@90-43-96-75.res.bhn.net] entered the room.
(21:07:10) VAdmBlackthorne: Evening
(21:07:13) DoctorTav: Good evening
(21:07:25) DoctorTav: Sorry for the late arrival
(21:07:44) VAdmBlackthorne: OK, let's get going.
(21:07:58) VAdmBlackthorne: Better late Tav than no Tav.
(21:08:06) LtWright: :: quick AFK to get jacket so AA in advance ::
(21:08:29) CdrTKirr: :: TWEEET :: Attention!
(21:08:53) CdrTKirr: ( You weren't in advance, I was just late. =P )
(21:09:05) DoctorTav: :: AA ::
(21:09:25) ColDougMcKnight has changed the topic to: Okay, then! We've received the formal go ahead from the Telthis folks to send over the first wave of R&R seekers. You remember who you are, though I remember Miraak had offered an official tour to Blackthorne and entourage while we await the arrival of other, potentially less pleasant parties. So kick back, find a drink, and enjoy the view.
(21:09:43) ColDougMcKnight: (Awesome. Got it all out before the coughing fit.)
(21:11:54) LtWright: (no dying)
(21:11:59) LtKuari [TKirr@90-43-96-75.res.bhn.net] entered the room.
(21:12:45) VAdmBlackthorne: Questions?
(21:12:59) CdrTKirr: Kuari always attends the parties.
(21:13:00) DoctorTav: Is it okay to die if we come bac to life?
(21:13:25) DoctorTav: I am just thinking I want to be the first Trill to scream, "Khaaaaaan!"
(21:14:11) CdrTKirr: Is Blackthorne doing the tour now, or the R&R?
(21:14:45) VAdmBlackthorne: No, we had enough trivial deaths in the last movie.
(21:15:06) ColDougMcKnight: Whenever he does the second, he's been offered the first. Mind you, I suppose he could tell Miraak to buzz off. But it'd be douchey.
(21:15:37) CdrTKirr: Just to remind everyone of McKnight's description:
(21:16:03) CdrTKirr: As they're ushered past, they come out onto a main level with staircases heading off to upper and lower levels. More interestingly, the observation window takes up the entire far wall, sloping outward. A high powered exterior forcefield helps fortify the structure, letting them get away with this much transparent material in the atmosphere of a gas giant. Anywhere one sits, they have a 180 degree view of a sea of swirling blues and reds, and a
(21:16:17) CdrTKirr: constant stream of ships zooming past.
(21:16:51) CdrTKirr: That's for those on leave.
(21:17:44) ColDougMcKnight: Okay, not quite as lame a descriptor as I remembered. The only thing I'd add to that is that closer to the window, the deck plating is also some transparent aluminum equivalent, So it sort of creates the illusion of being suspended in the atmosphere...with some imagination, anyway.
(21:18:02) VAdmBlackthorne: Cool.
(21:18:28) CdrTKirr: Reminds T'Kirr of a certain honeymoon.
(21:18:40) VAdmBlackthorne: Indeed!
(21:19:47) VAdmBlackthorne: I figure we're about to make our way over.
(21:20:41) VAdmBlackthorne: So...
(21:20:43) VAdmBlackthorne: BEGIN SIM
(21:20:45) VAdmBlackthorne: BEGIN SIM
(21:20:46) VAdmBlackthorne: BEGIN SIM
(21:21:24) ColDougMcKnight: (A few had already arrived there at last sim's end, right? Harper and Wright, was it?)
(21:21:31) CdrHarper: (yep!)
(21:21:40) ColDougMcKnight: (Cool.)
(21:21:43) LtWright: :: to Harper :: So, do you want to go on the tour, or do you want to strike out on our own?
(21:22:30) CdrHarper: :: takes in the giant viewing area, impressed:: Well... if we go on the tour, we will have to act like we are on duty.
(21:23:29) LtWright: :: marveling at the cool effect of seeming suspended in the atmosphere :: True... but if we don't, we might not get to learn about their mining operation. :: makes weighing motions with her hands ::
(21:24:21) CdrHarper: :: walks up to the edge of the window and peers out into the atmosphere ::
(21:25:11) LtWright: :: does the same :: Fascinating... I'm not sure I've ever seen this combination of atmospheric gases in quite this configuration before.
(21:25:12) LtKuari: :: walks around in a circle ::
(21:26:25) ColDougMcKnight: ACTION> The other patrons sizing up the newcomers, it should be admitted, are a slightly less majestic sight than the facility itself. They're reasonably well behaved at the moment, but a few of them have clearly made this their first stop before the showers or a change of clothes, and they look well-worn, some of them.
(21:26:42) DoctorTav: :: finally finishes his experiments, and decides it's time to do the whole R&R thing, just like everyone else. Tav brushes down his smock, removes it and puts it in the Sickbay replicator for recycling. That done, he runs his hands through his doctorly hair puts his head back with his eyes closed, and thinks: Is there ANYTHING else I need to do before I can leave? ::
(21:27:17) DoctorTav: (( T'Kirr's computer just blue screened. Stand by, she'll return. ))
(21:27:50) CdrHarper: Nor have I. It is quite lovely. :: looks down, to oblivion :: And deadly.
(21:28:26) ColDougMcKnight: ACTION> Oddly, all the Ahn Satie present appear to take their drinks in two. A larger glass of some thick grey liquid, and a smaller one filled with a purplish, much stronger - for those who get close enough for a whiff - concoction.
(21:28:51) LtWright: :: nods slowly in agreement :: The layer just beneath this one looks pretty volatile.
(21:29:16) LtWright: (The area we docked with is a bar?)
(21:30:05) ColDougMcKnight: ( Well, this area is a short walk from where you actually docked. But yes, among other things. )
(21:30:30) CdrTKirr1 [TKirr@90-43-96-75.res.bhn.net] entered the room.
(21:30:36) CdrTKirr1: (( Damn. ))
(21:30:44) LtKuari1 [TKirr@90-43-96-75.res.bhn.net] entered the room.
(21:31:05) LtKuari left the room (quit: Ping timeout: 260 seconds).
(21:31:05) CdrTKirr left the room (quit: Ping timeout: 260 seconds).
(21:31:35) CdrTKirr1 is now known as CdrTKirr
(21:31:47) LtKuari1 is now known as LtKuari
(21:31:57) LtWright: :: tears her eyes away from the window to glance at the other inhabitants of the area and their activities ::
(21:31:59) CdrHarper: :: turns and leans on the railing, looking at all the people:
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(21:32:58) LtWright: If you leave it up to me, I'll probably just revert to boring scientist mode. You know that right?
(21:33:06) ColDougMcKnight: Miner> :: Has noted both the conversation and the sudden appraisal. :: Actually, the really good stuff is further down. They don't pay us Hunters to scare up the nicest views.
(21:33:29) LtWright: (quietly inserts comma between "that" and "right"
(21:33:46) LtWright: )
(21:34:00) CdrHarper: :: smiles politely at the miner :: Thank you. :: turns to Wright :: Science is not boring. At least when done right.
(21:34:35) LtWright: :: grins at Harper, then turns to miner :: So what do you mine down there, if I may ask?
(21:36:59) DoctorTav: :: is soon in his quarters, changing out of his uniform into some civvies. Unsure what exactly he wants to do, and frankly the owner of a mushed up brain from the experiments he's been running, Tav does have one idea that sounds good :: +Kuari+ Tav to Kuari.
(21:37:14) ColDougMcKnight: Miner> :: Wipes some of the grey stuff off his mouth with the back of his sleeve. :: Whatever we can turn over for a profit, really. Helium 3, mostly. Mind you, mining is an over-simplification. May sound like a job, even feel like it when you've been cooped up down there long enough. But it's an art.
(21:37:50) ColDougMcKnight: Miner> The best stuff, the most concentrated is in pockets. Move around with the winds. SO it's up to us to find the trail, and follow.
(21:38:04) LtKuari: :: stops walking in a circle :: +Tav+ What.
(21:38:24) LtWright: Ah, so you must have some pretty specialized sensor equipment to locate the pockets, then?
(21:38:30) DoctorTav: +Kuari+ I am just about to leave my quarters to head out onto the station. I can't think of anyone I'd rather go with. Care to join me?
(21:39:08) LtKuari: +Tav+ Okay. :: heads directly to TR
(21:39:17) CdrHarper: What do you fly?
(21:39:19) ColDougMcKnight: ( And for the record, I freely admit that that description is nowhere close to what happens with real science. I'm erring on the side of flavor, and make no apologies. So...those of you who know what you;re talking about will just have to come up with some scifi explanation, I guess. )
(21:39:30) LtKuari: :: then diverts to the dock ::
(21:40:11) DoctorTav: :: takes one last look in the mirror, nods, and leaves his quarters for the docking port ::
(21:40:19) LtWright: Ah, yes, my friend here is a pilot. I'm a scientist.
(21:40:21) VAdmBlackthorne: (interestingly enough, there probably is a layer of Jupter and Saturn, at least, with 1atm of pressure and a blue sky )
(21:40:32) CdrHarper: I used to be a scientist too.
(21:41:41) LtWright: :: nods :: My apologies for leaving that out. I was oversimplifying for the sake of conversation.
(21:42:00) ColDougMcKnight: Miner> Sounds...comfortable. All of us who go that deep use the same thing. Crush can.
(21:42:18) LtWright: Crush can?
(21:43:27) ColDougMcKnight: Miner> Yeah. Um...gimme a sec.
(21:43:29) CdrHarper: No apology necessary. This crush can can withstand high pressures?
(21:43:30) LtKuari: :: finds a line at the docking port ::
(21:44:23) ColDougMcKnight: Miner> ::Turns to the bar serving this level.:: Veltrross! Gimme a pastun!
(21:46:48) ColDougMcKnight: ACTION> A metallic cylinder is casually hurled through the air, and just as casually caught, the top twisted off like a jar, and the contents immediately drained in two quick gulps before the container is crushed for effect. ::
(21:47:22) CdrHarper: I do hope that is not representative of the hull of your crush cans.
(21:47:57) DoctorTav: :: arrives at the port and finds the same line as Kuari. Fortunately, she stands out :: Kuari!
(21:48:32) LtKuari: :: turns her head, careful not to stab anyone ::
(21:49:12) ColDougMcKnight: Miner> ::Grins:: Science! And it's...sort of the same thing. Just doesn't go as far. The outer hull is in a bunch of individual segments, designed to deform inward as you go. At first, that's enough to absorb the gravity effect. After that, it gets a little more clever.
(21:49:29) LtKuari: :: eyes dart up and down Tav :: You look different.
(21:49:52) DoctorTav: :: looks down at his garb and back to Kuari :: You like it?
(21:50:50) CdrHarper: Interesting. How do they handle?
(21:50:54) LtKuari: I do like it. What about me? Hah...that's a joke. It's nice not wearing a uniform.
(21:51:10) LtKuari: Actually, it's nice not wearing anything at all.
(21:51:29) DoctorTav: :: smiles and acknowledges the pun :: I can't relate. Not in public, anyway
(21:51:35) LtKuari: :: moves with the line a space ::
(21:52:04) LtKuari: :: looks back to Tav :: Why do people wear clothes anyway? They get cold easy? I understand the uniform thing is for identification.
(21:52:30) LtWright: :: is more interested in the "gets a little more clever" part, but lets her friend ask flying questions ::
(21:53:34) ColDougMcKnight: :: Down in security, reviewing a cursory report with an approving nod. :: +Blackthorne+ Admiral, McKnight here. Just thought you'd like to know, I managed to get a couple of my marines to the front of the line over there. They've scoped the place out, and so far, it looks okay. Rough and ready crowd over there, and some seem a little wary. No obvious
(21:53:49) ColDougMcKnight: hostility, though. These Ahn Satie seem like a fairly laid back bunch.
(21:54:00) DoctorTav: :: The crewmembers between Tav and Kuari, recently taking an interest where this conversation goes, look back to see Tav's response. He notices this. :: Well... Uh... It's kind of a cultural thing with many worlds. Clothing is nice when it gets cold, but we just always wear clothes.
(21:54:13) CdrHarper: +McKnight+ Thank you Colonel. Will you still be wanting to escort us over?
(21:54:19) CdrHarper: (Ian's line)
(21:55:51) LtKuari: :: seems satisfied with this :: It's funny what we do just because it's tradition.
(21:56:27) ColDougMcKnight: Miner> Now that'd depend on the pilot, wouldn't it? Catch a good wind down there, though, and it's as graceful as a, uh...I don't suppose talking about animals would mean much to you, would it?
(21:57:01) LtKuari: :: gets to the front of the line and is passed through security ::
(21:57:03) LtWright: Probably not, but I imagine your point is that it's not very graceful.
(21:57:07) CdrHarper: I doubt we know many in common.
(21:57:45) ColDougMcKnight: +Blackthorne+ Even if we'd discovered the cotton candy planet, I'd still have my job to do, sir. I can meet you by the airlock whenever you like.
(21:58:13) DoctorTav: :: nods :: It certainly is. Most humanoid seem to have that common history, and learn from a very young age that it would be uncomfortable to go around unclothed. Sometimes, people wear clothes to cover, either for cold or for look. Other times they use it to accentuate and perhaps show off a bit.
(21:59:14) VAdmBlackthorne: +McKnight+ Cotton candy planet? I'd prefer bacon. Five minutes at the airlock then.
(21:59:17) LtKuari: :: walks down the corridor to the observation lounge :: Like facepaint?
(21:59:30) LtKuari: Well, body paint, too.
(21:59:43) ColDougMcKnight: :: Shakes his head, pauses to down the green stuff, and after the grimace fades, shakes it some more for emphasis. :: You mistake me, friend. As you near crush depth, true enough, handles like a pregnant stone. But if you have the wind to work with, and a pilot who knows the how of it, it's a genuine pleasure.
(21:59:59) ColDougMcKnight: (^ Miner )
(22:00:31) CdrHarper: :: slight smile :: Now that I would like to see.
(22:01:06) LtKuari: Rucara sometimes paint stripes and dots on themselves.
(22:01:47) LtKuari: Sometimes it makes us more scary-looking. Other times, it's a representation of animals. Or...other stuff.
(22:01:51) ColDougMcKnight: +Blackthorne+ Hey, on Earth, the bacon sometimes doesn't go down without a fight. But five minutes it is. McKnight out.
(22:03:26) DoctorTav: Hmm. Many humanoids do that too. Whether Klingons with war paint, or ancient humans in hunting parties and sporting events, body and face paint have been used, but usually along with clothing. Usually.
(22:03:51) ColDougMcKnight: Miner> Not my call. The well-dressed among us get a little twitchy about that, of course. Proprietary tech. Not even the bucket heads have anything like it. But by all means, run it past our new director of tourism. Or, if you can stand the lapse in talking, have a drink. That IS half the local attraction, after all.
(22:04:37) CdrHarper: Oh, forgive me, I was not asking. It was hypothetical.
(22:04:42) CdrTKirr: :: enters the observation area :: Woah.
(22:04:49) CdrTKirr: (( Kuari ))
(22:05:01) VAdmBlackthorne: :: walks out onto the bridge to find T'Kirr :: Ready to head over?
(22:05:33) CdrTKirr: :: glances at Blackthorne before tapping her panel and standing ::
(22:06:09) VAdmBlackthorne: Lt. Beta, you have the bridge.
(22:06:49) CdrHarper: Speaking of the local drinks - what are they?
(22:07:18) LtWright: Yes, that grey stuff looks.... interesting.
(22:07:22) DoctorTav: :: submits quickly to the security scan, then cdomes up next to Kuari, to see what seems to have affected her so. The sight is impressive indeed :: Wow. Beautiful.
(22:08:13) LtKuari: :: makes her way to a far window and stands on the transparent aluminum, looking down past her feet ::
(22:09:29) ColDougMcKnight: Miner> The one thing you'll find about us? We Ahn Satie don't rush into anything. Why, that's halfway what the name means. Same here. After a few weeks in one of those things and a job well done, I mean to get drunk. But you brace yourself.
(22:10:43) VAdmBlackthorne: :: enters the TL with T'Kirr :: Deck 10.
(22:10:46) ColDougMcKnight: Miner> ::Taps the big glass:: Rezlik. Just enough alcohol to put you in a good mood, but mostly, fortification. Nutrients. Coats your stomach. Even a little something to inhibit acid buildup down the line.
(22:11:03) CdrHarper: How does it taste?
(22:11:30) CdrTKirr: (( We in uniform, yes? ))
(22:12:16) VAdmBlackthorne: (yep_
(22:12:31) CdrTKirr: (( Oh right, going on tour ))
(22:12:42) ColDougMcKnight: Miner> Assuming things taste the same to you? Eh...sweet side of bland. Good and rich, though.
(22:12:48) LtKuari: :: looks to the bar, wondering if they have chocolate ::
(22:13:19) CdrTKirr: (( Got to love taste differences between species ))
(22:13:31) CdrHarper: :: looks to Wright :: Worth a try, yes? Assuming it is not toxic to us.
(22:13:46) ColDougMcKnight: Miner> ::Moves on the purple residue:: Faskrut. It means "payoff".
(22:14:09) CdrHarper: Oh, there is more.
(22:14:44) LtWright: :: pulls out her tricorder and scans the glasses ::
(22:15:03) LtWright: Toxic... not in this quantity. But very, very potent.
(22:15:08) ColDougMcKnight: Miner> ::Laughs:: Oh, lots more. We've had four crews in in the past day.
(22:17:35) CdrHarper: So, what about the Faskrut? :: picks up the word, and its pronunciation, quickly ::
(22:17:39) CdrTKirr: :: observes the aliens as she passes by towards the bar, notices Harper and Wright across the room and smiles ::
(22:17:45) CdrTKirr: (( Kuari... ))
(22:17:58) VAdmBlackthorne: :: exits and heads to the docking bridge ::
(22:18:06) DoctorTav: :: continues to take in the effects of the observatory, how aside from the other people, it really feels like he is simply surrounded by this gas giant ::
(22:18:13) LtWright: :: makes a small wave and smile at Kuari ::
(22:18:32) LtKuari: :: waves a wing ::
(22:19:01) ColDougMcKnight: Miner> Like kissing an active plasma manifold. But in a good way! Consider it a test of courage.
(22:19:03) DoctorTav: :: notices Kuari heading toward the bar, and follows ::
(22:19:15) LtWright: So do you drink one and then the other?
(22:19:24) LtWright: :: signals to the bartender ::
(22:19:33) CdrHarper: It is worth a try.
(22:20:15) LtKuari: :: perches on a stool ::
(22:20:34) ColDougMcKnight: McKnight> :: Nods to the ruling two as they approach. He's got his phase pistol at his side, but is otherwise dutifully dressed down. Even his armor is just the vest under his black fatigue shirt. :: Sir. Ma'am.
(22:20:55) VAdmBlackthorne: :: nods :: Colonel. Ready to go?
(22:21:22) CdrTKirr: :: acknowledges McKnight respectfully with her normal nothing ::
(22:21:46) LtWright: :: to the bartender :: Hello! My friend and I would like to try your Faskrut :: stumbles over the word a bit, unlike her linguistically gifted friend :: and ... whatever that grey stuff is.
(22:22:35) LtKuari: :: sniffs the air, seeing if she can catch a whiff of something appealing ::
(22:22:36) CdrHarper: Rezlik.
(22:22:48) ColDougMcKnight: Miner> Up to you. Some folk mix 'em. Never cared for it myself. Mostly, Rezlik, then Faskrut. You could try it the other way, in which case it won't much matter how you think the Rezlik tastes...don;t recommend it for novices, though.
(22:23:31) ColDougMcKnight: Always, sir.
(22:24:05) VAdmBlackthorne: :: bypasses the line ::
(22:26:37) LtWright: :: accepts her glasses and sniffs at them, shying away from the Faskrut :: Whew! Just smelling that stuff curls my eyelashes.
(22:27:14) LtKuari: :: looks to Tav as he approaches :: I don't think they have chocolate.
(22:27:21) CdrHarper: :: gets the glasses and sniffs as well, then takes a drink of the Rezlik ::
(22:27:25) CdrHarper: Mm. That is nice.
(22:27:38) ColDougMcKnight: Miner> What, you never whip up anything special in the...lab, or wherever?
(22:28:04) LtWright: :: takes a sip of the Rezlik cautiously, and then with less caution once she finds that it actually tastes pretty good ::
(22:28:41) LtWright: I personally don't drink much, but we do have strong drinks in our culture.
(22:28:44) CdrHarper: :: follows it with the Faskrut, which causes her eyes to go wide ::
(22:29:13) LtKuari: (( Did you just do it backwards? =-O ))
(22:29:53) LtKuari: (( Nm wasn't paying attention ))
(22:30:18) LtWright: :: hesitates, then slams back the Faskrut before she loses her nerve :: Hooo! :: places the empty glass firmly down on the bar :: Now THAT is a drink!
(22:30:36) CdrHarper: ;: finishes :: Yes. Yes it is.
(22:31:09) ColDougMcKnight: Miner> Of course it is! It was invented on a crush can.
(22:31:40) CdrHarper: Another, please!
(22:32:07) LtWright: Whoa, be careful... like I said, this stuff is pretty *hic* potent.
(22:32:23) DoctorTav: :: watches Harper and Wright slamming down drinks from a distance, bemused ::
(22:32:58) ColDougMcKnight: Miner> And here I heard you folk were explorers! Three more! This one's on me.
(22:33:16) CdrHarper: I am a fighter pilot, you know.
(22:33:24) CdrHarper: We have a reputation to uphold.
(22:34:11) VAdmBlackthorne: (Where did Miraak say to find him?)
(22:34:18) ColDougMcKnight: Miraak> :: Waves down Blackthorne's party as they make their way forward! :: Admiral! Over here!
(22:34:27) ColDougMcKnight: (Good timing.)
(22:35:31) CdrTKirr: :: looks out towards the windows :: If you had an imager, you could totally get a recording of me 'flying' through a gas giant.
(22:35:33) VAdmBlackthorne: :: turns toward the waving Miraak and heads that way :: Miraak, hello again.
(22:36:02) CdrTKirr: (( Kuari...again ))
(22:36:07) CdrTKirr: (( Because I can't fly. ))
(22:36:16) CdrTKirr: :: dutifully follows Blackthorne ::
(22:37:26) DoctorTav: :: thinks for a moment, then takes his gaze from the spectacle that may be starting between the science officeer, pilot and a miner, looks at Kuari a moment, still thinking :: That would be really cool.
(22:37:29) LtWright: Well... :: hesitant :: I have a rule about only drinking with friends. :: extends her hand to the miner :: My name is Alexis.
(22:37:59) DoctorTav: (( MAGIC EDIT BECAUSE TAV WOULDN'T CALL SOMETHING COOL )) That would look spectacular.
(22:39:40) ColDougMcKnight: Miraak> Security told me you'd come over. Got here as soon as I could. Your timing is amazing, by the way. We just got a result from our long range perimeter, and a message soon after. A Jarfa delegation will be here by early tomorrow.
(22:40:23) VAdmBlackthorne: Ah, excellent. We look forward to meeting them.
(22:40:31) ColDougMcKnight: Miner> :: Grasps Wright's hand tightly, yanks here in close, and gives her back a slap. :: Senchal. Well met, and all that.
(22:40:42) LtKuari: But you would need an imager.
(22:40:51) ColDougMcKnight: (*her)
(22:40:53) CdrHarper: And I am Kathryn.
(22:41:15) CdrHarper: :: also offers a hand with a smirk after seeing the reaction ::
(22:42:13) CdrTKirr: :: watches Miraak calmly with her hands clasped behind her, a Vulcan's agreeable expression on her face ::
(22:43:35) ColDougMcKnight: Senchal> :: Frankly, impressed that people so cleanly dressed have no apparent aversion to a real laborer in need of some cleaning up, and offers Harper the same exuberant greeting. ::
(22:43:44) ColDougMcKnight: (BRB)
(22:44:55) CdrHarper: :: chuckles :: Nice to meet you, too.
(22:45:01) DoctorTav: :: looks around :: With the crew leaving the ship, reboarding and coming back to the station would be a nightmare. Let's get an imager once things settle down a bit.
(22:45:52) LtWright: :: a little startled at first, then grins :: Nice to meet you indeed, Senchal. And I assure you, science can be very dirty work sometimes.
(22:47:23) LtKuari: :: orders a water to be safe, because nothing looks like fruit or vegetables ::
(22:48:06) CdrHarper: :: the next round arrives, which she greets with a grin ::
(22:48:49) LtKuari: : takes her water in hand and looks to Tav, who is apparently distracted with their crewmates :: You want to get closer?
(22:49:14) LtWright: :: raises the glass to her lips with a grin at Harper ::
(22:49:40) DoctorTav: :: slowly nods :: I think we should. Just to be safe.
(22:50:19) LtKuari: :: bunches her eye ridges :: Safe...?
(22:50:36) ColDougMcKnight: Miraak> So, did you want that tour? Most of your crew seem to be finding the two main attractions without much help, but the offer stands. Not sure how much interest you'd have in the finer points of a mining operation, but you seemed interested in our mining ships earlier. I could show you one up close.
(22:51:00) VAdmBlackthorne: Certainly, that would be appreciated.
(22:51:17) LtKuari: :: becomes hyper alert, thinking perhaps she has slackened in her duties as observant security officer :
(22:51:45) DoctorTav: Yes. Both Wright and Harper slammed down some drinks that, were I to guess from their expressions, were quite heavily lazed with alcohol. And since we're not in the holodeck... I doubt anything bad would happen, but why not protect our crewmates?
(22:52:08) CdrHarper: Cheers! :: drinks the Rezlik ::
(22:52:29) LtKuari: You can count on me.
(22:52:35) LtWright left the room (quit: Quit: http://www.mibbit.com ajax IRC Client).
(22:52:38) LtWright [Mibbit@i-73-062-552-594.hsd7.wa.comcast.net] entered the room.
(22:53:11) ColDougMcKnight: Senchal> So, everyone knows how to get their hands dirty after all, eh? I'll drink to that.
(22:53:19) DoctorTav: :: puts a hand on Kuari's back and smiles :: Of course I can.
(22:53:38) LtWright: :: raises her purple eyelash curler glass ::
(22:54:47) LtKuari: :: downs her water easily with one gulp, her eyes never leaving the far seats, passes the empty glass back to her tail, which deposits it onto the bar top ::
(22:54:48) ColDougMcKnight: Senchal> :: Finds his third Faskrut already waiting for him. This is a well known routine, and picking up one of your fellow miners and carrying them to the common bunks is a local tradition::
(22:55:04) CdrHarper: Definitely. :: hefts the Faskrut :: Bottoms up!
(22:55:38) VAdmBlackthorne: (Five minutes!)
(22:55:45) ColDougMcKnight: Miraak> Alright, then. Did you want to stop by the recreation deck for a minute before your crew hit their stride? Or straight into the bowels?
(22:55:49) LtWright: :: drinks :: EeeYAH! :: pounds her glass down on the bar ::
(22:56:19) CdrTKirr: :: may perhaps have heard Wright from here ::
(22:56:36) CdrHarper: :: coughs a bit :: Smooth.
(22:56:53) VAdmBlackthorne: Let them have their fun. I may dampen the mood.
(22:56:58) LtKuari: Are they...enjoying themselves? I can't tell.
(22:57:04) ColDougMcKnight: Senchal> ::Chuckles...and drinks. That seems to be a theme:: You are going to haaaaaaaate yourself tomorrow. But I like you.
(22:59:23) DoctorTav: I... think they are. They seem to be getting on well with that miner. I'm sure all is well.
(22:59:40) LtKuari: Not some clandestine form of torture?
(22:59:40) DoctorTav: It's just that they've now downed several drinks in short order.
(22:59:41) ColDougMcKnight: Miraak> Okay, then. The lift is this way. First, we'll see where the mail is distributed. Same deck as the bulk cargoes are sorted for shipping.
(23:00:23) CdrTKirr: :: prepares herself for a tour ::
(23:00:42) DoctorTav: Yes. Choking down a liquid just because it is alcohol-heavy is another one of those strange things most humanoids enjoy doing. Even though they may not look it.
(23:00:45) VAdmBlackthorne: :: chuckles :: Thought I think we can skip the mailroom.
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(23:03:01) LtWright [Mibbit@i-73-062-552-594.hsd7.wa.comcast.net] entered the room.
(23:03:21) ColDougMcKnight: Miraak> Oh, uh...fair enough. Guess it is a little dull. The other Leaguers just seem to find it an amusing novelty. Apparently, the fact that most of us don't use FTL communication is an oddity.
(23:05:00) VAdmBlackthorne: PAUSE SIM
(23:05:03) VAdmBlackthorne: PAUSE SIM
(23:05:05) VAdmBlackthorne: PAUSE SIM
(23:05:06) DoctorTav: :: pauses ::
(23:05:09) CdrTKirr: :: pauses ::
(23:05:11) LtKuari left the room.
(23:05:11) LtWright: :: || ::
(23:06:23) ColDougMcKnight: Okay! Well, I was mostly just trying to create an atmosphere for this one, build a setting. Hopefully people had a good time. Next time, I'll move back more to the larger plot.
(23:06:35) VAdmBlackthorne: I enjoyed that!
(23:08:16) CdrTKirr: Cool. =)
(23:08:52) ColDougMcKnight: Cool indeed. Then I will regard the floating balloon bar as a success.
(23:08:53) LtWright: It was fun!
(23:09:16) DoctorTav: Very much enjoyed it.
(23:09:25) LtWright: Harper and I got drunk with an alien miner, what more do you need?
(23:09:31) CdrTKirr: Wright and Harper and their local friend =P
(23:09:52) CdrTKirr: Definitely stole the show
(23:10:01) LtWright: Is that bad? >>;
(23:10:07) CdrTKirr: Pssh no
(23:11:09) DoctorTav: Well, guys. I have to go. Long day today and work early tomorrow. Good night, everyone!
(23:11:23) DoctorTav left the room.
(23:11:38) CdrTKirr: Good night
(23:12:43) VAdmBlackthorne: G'night!
(23:13:39) ColDougMcKnight: Night, all!
(23:14:15) LtWright: nini <3
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