Conversation with ussatlantis at 1/30/2007 7:04:55 PM on VAdm Blackthorne (aim)
(7:04:56 PM) LCdr TKirr entered the room.
(7:04:56 PM) VAdm Blackthorne entered the room.
(7:05:51 PM) VAdm Blackthorne: test
(7:05:57 PM) VAdm Blackthorne: Woah it worked
(7:05:59 PM) LCdr TKirr: =)
(7:06:50 PM) MisterBoxingBear entered the room.
(7:07:04 PM) MisterBoxingBear: (Sorry, in the middle of something. I'll switch accounts when I can.)
(7:07:11 PM) VAdm Blackthorne: No worries
(7:07:21 PM) VAdm Blackthorne: Doesn't matter what name you use, we know who you are :)
(7:08:38 PM) MisterBoxingBear: This is true...still, if I can be official about it, why not?
(7:08:51 PM) VAdm Blackthorne: Sure
(7:09:45 PM) MisterBoxingBear: So...we expecting the other two?
(7:09:56 PM) VAdm Blackthorne: working on shelev
(7:10:33 PM) LCdr TKirr: He needs to be worked on? =/
(7:10:46 PM) cmdr shelev entered the room.
(7:11:09 PM) VAdm Blackthorne: There we go
(7:11:21 PM) MisterBoxingBear: Sweet.
(7:11:37 PM) VAdm Blackthorne: Okay, when last we left...
(7:11:54 PM) VAdm Blackthorne: Shelev and McKnight had gone off looking to barter for some food.
(7:12:09 PM) VAdm Blackthorne: T'Kirr and I stayed behind with the eerily quiet Kiley to try to set up a water filter.
(7:12:28 PM) VAdm Blackthorne: Questions?
(7:13:56 PM) MisterBoxingBear: Nope.
(7:14:15 PM) VAdm Blackthorne: BEGIN SIM
(7:14:16 PM) VAdm Blackthorne: BEGIN SIM
(7:14:18 PM) VAdm Blackthorne: BEGIN SIM
(7:15:36 PM) VAdm Blackthorne: ::hooking up a hose to the faucet of the sink:;
(7:17:42 PM) Kiley Airell entered the room.
(7:17:52 PM) LCdr TKirr: <<Welcome, Kiley!>>
(7:17:58 PM) VAdm Blackthorne: ((Kiley! We just started.))
(7:18:39 PM) Kiley Airell: (hi all))
(7:19:02 PM) VAdm Blackthorne: ((You're in the abandoned trainmen's quarters with T'Kirr and I as we try to get a water filter up and running.)0
(7:19:38 PM) LCdr TKirr: ::sits on the floor fiddling the contraption they have so far made towards a makeshift filer::
(7:20:19 PM) VAdm Blackthorne: ::gets the hose hooked up and then attaches it to the contraption::
(7:21:23 PM) cmdr shelev: ::When we last left off, McKnight and Shelev went looking for something to eat. To be more specific, something to trade for something to eat, as no chef or farmer is going to accept a rusty tire iron in trade.::
(7:22:45 PM) LCdr TKirr: This should do for now, although I intend to make it more efficient. ::pushes herself up to grab her phaser off one of the beds, which is strewn with bits and scraps of different materials from their construction::
(7:22:45 PM) Kiley Airell: ::watches TKirr and Blackthorne get things hooked up::
(7:23:08 PM) MisterBoxingBear: (Be right back.)
(7:23:09 PM) VAdm Blackthorne: ::looks at it, half afraid to turn it on:;
(7:23:46 PM) Kiley Airell: Let's see if it works
(7:24:43 PM) VAdm Blackthorne: Yes, turn it on.
(7:25:05 PM) Kiley Airell: ::moves over and throws the switch to turn the machine on::
(7:25:48 PM) LCdr TKirr: ::retrieves her phaser and holsters it, then watches::
(7:26:08 PM) VAdm Blackthorne: ::watches the thing sputter and wheeze::
(7:26:36 PM) Kiley Airell: ::gives it a gentle kick::
(7:29:08 PM) VAdm Blackthorne: ::sees cleaner water pour out the other end!::
(7:30:02 PM) VAdm Blackthorne: ::lets the bucket fill up and then looks to T'Kirr:
(7:30:08 PM) VAdm Blackthorne: ::switches the machine off:
(7:30:23 PM) LCdr TKirr: ::flips open her tricorder and crouches by the bucket::
(7:30:29 PM) Kiley Airell: Suuuuure, make me turn it on, then don't let me turn it off ;)
(7:30:52 PM) VAdm Blackthorne: Just be glad that it shut off.
(7:31:05 PM) LCdr TKirr: ::looks up from her scanner and nods:: It's suitable to drink.
(7:31:08 PM) Kiley Airell: It was always going to shut off . . . One way or another.
(7:31:28 PM) MisterBoxingBear: ::Comes out of what they'd managed to work out was a pawn shop, stuffing half the currency they now carried instead of their craptastic tools into a pocket.:: You have any knowledge of the currency here?
(7:31:29 PM) VAdm Blackthorne: Indeed.
(7:31:36 PM) VAdm Blackthorne: ::dips a cup into the bucket::
(7:31:51 PM) Kiley Airell: ::watches the captain take the first drink::
(7:31:58 PM) LCdr TKirr: ::stands up and moves back to the bed, beginning to clean up the mess::
(7:32:12 PM) VAdm Blackthorne: ::raises the cup:: Would you rather take the first drink than turn the thing on? Cheers.
(7:32:22 PM) cmdr shelev: I know about as much as you do. But crap is universal; I doubt we got a stunning deal.
(7:32:23 PM) VAdm Blackthorne: ::drinks up::
(7:32:41 PM) Kiley Airell: ::laughs:: I'll take turning the machine on to taking the first drink.
(7:32:55 PM) MisterBoxingBear: Not debating that. I'm just wondering if my scary face needs work.
(7:32:55 PM) VAdm Blackthorne: ::swallows, looking pained::
(7:33:05 PM) VAdm Blackthorne: Well, it's not the best tasting water, but it's water.
(7:33:13 PM) Kiley Airell: Besides, if the water's bad, I wouldn't trust the rest of y'all to treat me.
(7:33:25 PM) LCdr TKirr: Hopefully it will taste better with a bit more work.
(7:33:37 PM) VAdm Blackthorne: At least we can stay hydrated. Drink up.
(7:33:43 PM) VAdm Blackthorne: ::dips out another cup and partakes:;
(7:34:00 PM) cmdr shelev: He was impressed enough that we got out without bloodshed.
(7:34:04 PM) LCdr TKirr: ::dumps the pile of parts in a corner and moves to join the other two::
(7:34:43 PM) VAdm Blackthorne: ::hears his stomach rumbling:: Now I hope the other two return with a breakfast buffet.
(7:34:52 PM) cmdr shelev: Do you see anything that looks like it sells something edible?
(7:34:57 PM) Kiley Airell: ::takes some water::
(7:36:19 PM) LCdr TKirr: ::drinks her fill of the water, masking her distaste::
(7:36:30 PM) VAdm Blackthorne: ::dips out another cup and leans against the wall, letting out a long sigh::
(7:36:54 PM) MisterBoxingBear: ::Begins walking back toward where he's pretty sure he smelled grease earlier, his way illuminated by the many lamps built into the underside of the next level up.:: Ideally, I'd like to find some produce. There must be some
(7:37:45 PM) MisterBoxingBear: makeshift hydroponic gardens somewhere in this city. But given our luck, T'Kirr may have to make do with fast food.
(7:38:15 PM) cmdr shelev: She needs some meat on her bones anyway.
(7:38:17 PM) LCdr TKirr: <<Aspartame, bring it.>>
(7:38:21 PM) cmdr shelev: What a rail.
(7:38:45 PM) VAdm Blackthorne: ::sips at the water:: Either we steal transport off this planet, or Atlantis comes barging in.
(7:39:06 PM) LCdr TKirr: ::makes herself comfortable on the floor, leaning against the adjacent wall:: If they are successful with bringing food, what will our immediate goal be? Reach Atlantis?
(7:39:22 PM) VAdm Blackthorne: We're going to try to steal a ship.
(7:39:40 PM) cmdr shelev: ::Starts to smell said grease.:: Hmm. Smells like... er, what are those earth animals? Colorful feathers, giant eggs. Beak.
(7:40:10 PM) Kiley Airell: Steal a ship, huh? You think we'll have any luck?
(7:40:17 PM) MisterBoxingBear: ::Arches an eyebrow, parts of that description not quite working. Still...:: Chicken?
(7:40:43 PM) cmdr shelev: Nah, bigger than a chicken. Porcupine or something.
(7:41:00 PM) LCdr TKirr: There most likely won't be one landing in these rundown parts. At least, not one capable of reaching orbit. Where do you suggest we find one?
(7:41:26 PM) VAdm Blackthorne: We'll be moving up in the world soon enough.
(7:41:40 PM) VAdm Blackthorne: I wonder how long Harper will wait before she disobeys my orders.
(7:42:39 PM) LCdr TKirr: Which orders?
(7:42:45 PM) Kiley Airell: ::chuckles:: hopefully not very long
(7:44:24 PM) VAdm Blackthorne: The orders I gave to obey the system's laws.
(7:45:17 PM) LCdr TKirr: ::stares off, thinking::
(7:46:06 PM) MisterBoxingBear: So...you're higher up on the administrative chain than I am. Thoughts on payment? These big copper coins seem to be worth the most.
(7:46:22 PM) VAdm Blackthorne: I'm hoping sooner rather than later, because I'm about to break them in spectacular fashion.
(7:46:38 PM) Kiley Airell: ::chuckles::
(7:46:58 PM) cmdr shelev: Voted big copper ones. How many do we have?
(7:47:31 PM) MisterBoxingBear: I'm counting 5. You?
(7:48:54 PM) VAdm Blackthorne: You both holding up alright?
(7:49:16 PM) LCdr TKirr: Yes, Admiral.
(7:49:36 PM) Kiley Airell: I'm doing fine
(7:50:17 PM) cmdr shelev: I got three for that can of... whatever it was
(7:51:12 PM) VAdm Blackthorne: ::nods and sips at his water:: Could use a lemon wedge.
(7:51:42 PM) Kiley Airell: Could use a lot of things
(7:51:42 PM) cmdr shelev: Let's see how expensive this stuff is first. ::heads off to the big neon lit thing with porcupine smells coming out of it::
(7:52:43 PM) MisterBoxingBear: ::Nods.:: If you've picked up on what any of these coins are actually called, or what symbols denote them, that would be helpful.
(7:53:20 PM) LCdr TKirr: ::pushes up from the wall and pulls a few things out of the pile of parts::
(7:53:22 PM) VAdm Blackthorne: Ah yes, scotch comes to mind.
(7:54:24 PM) cmdr shelev: Just speak in terms of numbers
(7:54:32 PM) cmdr shelev: no one cares what coinage is called.
(7:54:40 PM) cmdr shelev: "How much is that?" "Four"
(7:54:50 PM) cmdr shelev: Never heard anyone say "Four what"
(7:55:20 PM) LCdr TKirr: ::begins manipulating one item, which at times makes noises unhealthy to its integrity, and slowly seats herself on the bed, absorbed with her fiddling::
(7:56:38 PM) MisterBoxingBear: ::Nods, looking at the menu.:: I'm feeling lucky. I'm going to hope the grey stuff is something more or less equivalent to beef.
(7:56:44 PM) VAdm Blackthorne: ::empties his cup and puts it down::
(7:57:30 PM) Kiley Airell: ::relaxes against the wall::
(7:57:59 PM) VAdm Blackthorne: What are you fiddling with, T'Kirr?
(7:58:14 PM) cmdr shelev: See if you can find a salad meal so the vulcan won't whine.
(7:58:26 PM) cmdr shelev: if it's green all the better.
(7:58:31 PM) LCdr TKirr: ::occasionally reaches down into the pile, items clinking together:: I'm just attempting to improve the filter.
(7:58:59 PM) VAdm Blackthorne: By all means.
(7:59:09 PM) Kiley Airell: Just don't shut it off
(7:59:51 PM) Kiley Airell: (allright, gotta get ready for work))
(8:00:06 PM) VAdm Blackthorne: (bye!)
(8:00:11 PM) LCdr TKirr: <<Okay, see you next time>>
(8:00:48 PM) MisterBoxingBear: (Night!)
(8:01:49 PM) cmdr shelev: ::Watches transactions to see what kind of coins are being used.::
(8:02:14 PM) Kiley Airell: ((gonna keep the name in the room to get the rest of the log))
(8:02:43 PM) VAdm Blackthorne: I can design a space fighter but a simple water filter is quite complex.
(8:03:27 PM) LCdr TKirr: ::strips away a sort of netting from the thing's innards, drops the remains back into the pile, then starts in on another small item::
(8:03:33 PM) cmdr shelev: ::Sees someone buy an item that costs four and a quarter and pay with five large copper coins.::
(8:03:50 PM) cmdr shelev: OK, we're good. The copper ones seem to be the standard denomination
(8:03:58 PM) cmdr shelev: They have sales tax though.
(8:04:05 PM) cmdr shelev: ::Looks out the window.::
(8:04:07 PM) MisterBoxingBear: We REALLY got ripped off.
(8:04:15 PM) cmdr shelev: Or maybe it's protection money.
(8:04:31 PM) cmdr shelev: Let me guess, we have enough to buy a kid's meal.
(8:05:01 PM) LCdr TKirr: ((lol))
(8:06:02 PM) VAdm Blackthorne: I suppose it's more biology and chemistry than engineering though.
(8:07:20 PM) LCdr TKirr: ::breaks it open and knocks out a chunk of black material onto a bit of plastic sheet, being careful not to touch it:: The filtering process, yes.
(8:09:13 PM) MisterBoxingBear: We should be able to get enough to keep everyone in reasonably good shape to keep moving. But this isn't exactly what I'd call an auspicious start.
(8:09:52 PM) cmdr shelev: Welcome to hobodom.
(8:10:04 PM) VAdm Blackthorne: Glad you're here then.
(8:10:37 PM) cmdr shelev: Order up what you think we can get, I am going to check the outside tables and fight the birds.
(8:12:15 PM) LCdr TKirr: ::raises her eyebrows, but doesn't look away from her task, beginning to grind the mineral down into smaller pieces with a small blunt object::
(8:13:11 PM) LCdr TKirr: ((Shelev the scarecrow))
(8:14:10 PM) cmdr shelev: ::Looks around at the outside tables for discarded but mostly intact food.:: So, how do hobos do this...
(8:14:41 PM) MisterBoxingBear: ::Scans the place as he approaches the counter, looking for anyone he regards as a credible threat. For once, not immediately seeing any, he pulls his jacket open, leaving his holstered pistol in full view. He's gonna do some
(8:14:44 PM) MisterBoxingBear: haggling.::
(8:14:53 PM) cmdr shelev: ((This will end in tears))
(8:16:13 PM) cmdr shelev: ::Gets a discarded box from one abandoned tray and discretely begins scavenging small brownish pellets that, although totally unidentifiable, are clearly deep fried.::
(8:17:54 PM) VAdm Blackthorne: ::watches T'Kirr work, Kiley having fallen asleep, it would seem::
(8:20:39 PM) MisterBoxingBear: ::Having ordered enough to feed everyone adequately though not especially generously, McKnight is now involved in a heated "discussion" with the cashier.:: Listen, you little shit. If you think I'm paying to
(8:21:50 PM) cmdr shelev: ::Sees McKnight lean towards the cashier in a way only a heavily armed marine could, Shelev looks around with an expression similar to that of Richard Pryor watching Gene Wilder trying to act black.::
(8:21:50 PM) MisterBoxingBear: feed the rats scurrying around your feet, you're in for a world of dissapointment. And seeing as I REALLY doubt there's a board of health down here, I'm not sure you'd care to see my alternatives for voicing my discontent.
(8:22:14 PM) Kiley Airell left the room.
(8:25:54 PM) LCdr TKirr: ::finally finishes breaking down the stuff into small granules, pours it onto the netting, and uses her phaser on an incremental setting to seal it closed::
(8:27:58 PM) MisterBoxingBear: ::Two minutes later, McKnight walks out with a large, greasy paper bag. And T'Kirr's salad meal.:: We should hurry along now.
(8:29:07 PM) cmdr shelev: I'll watch for followers after that act...
(8:29:26 PM) VAdm Blackthorne: I see what you're doing.
(8:29:45 PM) LCdr TKirr: ::glances up at Blackthorne::
(8:30:41 PM) MisterBoxingBear: Which would be different from the situation we were in before...how?
(8:30:57 PM) cmdr shelev: Now we're loaded.
(8:31:33 PM) VAdm Blackthorne: The granules increase surface area, more likely to remove larger solid particles as the water flows throuhg.
(8:31:48 PM) MisterBoxingBear: Yes, you're right. That's much worse than having a hit out on us.
(8:32:22 PM) MisterBoxingBear: ::Ducks into a number of back alleys and side streets on the way back to the train station, so as to hopefully throw off any immediate tails.::
(8:33:57 PM) LCdr TKirr: Yes, that, but it will also allow minerals through, which will improve the taste. ::moves over to the filter system with her little packet::
(8:37:06 PM) LCdr TKirr: ::pulls open the hose and goes about installing the addition to the contraption::
(8:38:01 PM) VAdm Blackthorne: I'm all for that.
(8:39:09 PM) MisterBoxingBear: ::And after looking both ways, having come to the dark and disused striway leading into the earth, McKnight descends, artery clogging goodness in hand.::
(8:41:25 PM) VAdm Blackthorne: PAUSE SIM
(8:41:26 PM) VAdm Blackthorne: PAUSE SIM
(8:41:28 PM) VAdm Blackthorne: PAUSE SIM
(8:41:36 PM) LCdr TKirr: ::pauses::
(8:41:40 PM) cmdr shelev: how we got fud
(8:42:53 PM) VAdm Blackthorne: Good work, nice to see us sim again!
(8:43:06 PM) cmdr shelev: astonishing
(8:43:24 PM) LCdr TKirr: Yay
(8:43:41 PM) VAdm Blackthorne: And we can move this plot along.
(8:43:58 PM) cmdr shelev left the room.
(8:45:20 PM) VAdm Blackthorne: See you next week, that's all for this episode.
(8:45:28 PM) MisterBoxingBear: Sweet. Night!
(8:45:29 PM) MisterBoxingBear left the room.
(8:45:35 PM) LCdr TKirr: Night =)