Conversation with ussatlantis at 4/17/2007 6:59:52 PM on VAdm Blackthorne (aim)

(6:59:52 PM) cmdr shelev entered the room.
(6:59:52 PM) VAdm Blackthorne entered the room.
(6:59:55 PM) MajDougMcKnight entered the room.
(7:00:05 PM) MajDougMcKnight: Evening, gentlemen.
(7:00:19 PM) cmdr shelev: what
(7:00:27 PM) VAdm Blackthorne: internet
(7:01:53 PM) LCdr TKirr entered the room.
(7:03:22 PM) VAdm Blackthorne: Hiya, T'Kirr
(7:03:50 PM) RhianaAiden entered the room.
(7:04:06 PM) LCdr TKirr: Hello.
(7:04:09 PM) VAdm Blackthorne: zomg Kiley
(7:04:16 PM) RhianaAiden: Hey everyone
(7:04:16 PM) cmdr shelev: who
(7:04:42 PM) RhianaAiden: AIM isn't being nice to me, I can't sign on to Kiley
(7:04:54 PM) VAdm Blackthorne: One more and we'll have the full crew!
(7:05:36 PM) LCdr TKirr: Good news is I passed my lifeguard class... bad news is now I'm working. =/
(7:05:46 PM) VAdm Blackthorne: Well, congratulations!
(7:05:46 PM) cmdr shelev: working is good
(7:05:51 PM) RhianaAiden: Working is good
(7:06:01 PM) LCdr TKirr: Yeah, yeah... heh
(7:06:41 PM) Lt Percy Busard entered the room.
(7:06:47 PM) VAdm Blackthorne: And we're complete!
(7:06:58 PM) Lt Percy Busard: Hurrah!
(7:07:13 PM) cmdr shelev: did kiley miss the entire plot thus far
(7:07:18 PM) VAdm Blackthorne: Yes.
(7:07:21 PM) cmdr shelev: oh god
(7:07:29 PM) cmdr shelev: how do we explain that we need to exhume a corpse
(7:07:48 PM) VAdm Blackthorne: That's up to you to do in the mission brief! :haw:
(7:07:54 PM) cmdr shelev: oh hell
(7:07:55 PM) Lt Percy Busard: "Yay graverobbing we go"?
(7:07:59 PM) cmdr shelev: SHORT VERSION
(7:08:41 PM) cmdr shelev: we are on andor getting shelev's antenna replaced; he can't leave the planet because a writ of debt that is paid in full was buried with the guy who he paid as a final "fuck you"
(7:08:57 PM) cmdr shelev: and that's pretty much all of this plot that I wrote down ahead of time
(7:09:17 PM) cmdr shelev: I don't even think kiley is on the planet
(7:09:45 PM) VAdm Blackthorne: She is, she's just been quiet. :v
(7:10:08 PM) MajDougMcKnight: And invisible. No doubt some awesome Romulan tech.
(7:10:27 PM) cmdr shelev: jesus fuck where do you people get these wonderful toys
(7:10:33 PM) Lt Percy Busard: Tech? Did someone say tech?! *shifty eyes*
(7:10:48 PM) VAdm Blackthorne: Okay then.
(7:10:50 PM) VAdm Blackthorne: BEGIN SIM
(7:10:55 PM) VAdm Blackthorne: BEGIN SIM
(7:10:55 PM) VAdm Blackthorne: BEGIN SIM
(7:12:04 PM) cmdr shelev: ACTION> After a night of heavy drinking, everyone is back at the embassy suites while Shelev disappears again to finally get both his antennae replaced.
(7:12:29 PM) cmdr shelev: ACTION> Except T'Kirr because she's a party pooper <:mad:>
(7:12:45 PM) LCdr TKirr: ::hides from paranoid Andorians in her room at the Embassy, fully alert, as she didn't imbibe a drop::
(7:13:05 PM) VAdm Blackthorne: ::back in his room, pleasantly inebriated::
(7:13:48 PM) Lt Percy Busard: ::Sits in her room, looking over all her toys. For some reason, they just don't seem as interesting when she's drunk. Oh well, she'd just have to MAKE them more interesting...::
(7:15:05 PM) MajDougMcKnight: ::In his room, flicking through the TV channels, giggling at some announcer trying to sell ice sculptures over whatever they use instead of the phone in the future.::
(7:15:19 PM) VAdm Blackthorne: ::briefly thinks about how they're going to dig this bloke up::
(7:15:29 PM) RhianaAiden: ::doesn't drink either, relaxing in her room::
(7:15:39 PM) LCdr TKirr: ::sits on her bed, reading something no doubt boring::
(7:15:40 PM) VAdm Blackthorne: ::decides that the logistics are mindboggling and watches TV anyway::
(7:16:08 PM) VAdm Blackthorne: ::falls asleep on the couch::
(7:16:30 PM) MajDougMcKnight: ::Wonders what this place has by way of munchies.:: I wonder what this place has by way of munchies.
(7:17:09 PM) cmdr shelev: ACTION> Some time passes. Around the local equivilant of "it's still dark outside", some commotion is heard out in the main lobby.
(7:17:28 PM) LCdr TKirr: ::pointy ear perks up::
(7:17:35 PM) VAdm Blackthorne: ::snores:
(7:17:42 PM) Lt Percy Busard: ::Now drawing complicated, and completely nonsensical actually, schematics of things that she really probably shouldn't be drawing them in the first place. She looks up as she hears the commotion::
(7:17:58 PM) Lt Percy Busard: (*drawing in the)
(7:18:19 PM) LCdr TKirr: ::gets up, dropping the bag of lime-colored peanuts on the bed and cracks the door open to peek out::
(7:18:20 PM) cmdr shelev: O'Reilly> ::whispers at the top of his lungs:: You used up my last damn get out of jail free card the last time you were here, scram!
(7:18:42 PM) MajDougMcKnight: ::Looks up, confused, unable to immediately pick out what's going on, but immediately giving it his best shot. It's his job to be as wary as one can be while still drunk.::
(7:18:43 PM) cmdr shelev: Shelev> Calm down. I am looking for my superior officer.
(7:18:58 PM) VAdm Blackthorne: ::snorts awake::
(7:19:03 PM) cmdr shelev: O'Reilly> You're aware there are these things called humans and these things need sleep?!
(7:19:21 PM) cmdr shelev: Shelev> There's a vulcan in here too.
(7:19:34 PM) cmdr shelev: ::The sound of someone banging their head against a desk is heard.::
(7:19:40 PM) LCdr TKirr: ::wonders briefly how one obtains 'get-out-of-jail-free cards' before recognizing O'Reilly's voice and continues to listen::
(7:19:53 PM) VAdm Blackthorne: ::looks around groggily, and still half-drunkenly::
(7:19:56 PM) cmdr shelev: O'Reilly> Can you at least get out of here until morning?
(7:20:06 PM) cmdr shelev: Shelev> That would require-
(7:20:11 PM) VAdm Blackthorne: That's gotta be Shelev.
(7:20:13 PM) cmdr shelev: O'Reilly> Don't make me arrest you again.
(7:20:18 PM) RhianaAiden: ::hears the commotion, decides to go take a look::
(7:20:19 PM) Lt Percy Busard: ::Similarly opens her door a crack, though certainly not as stealthily, to see/listen.::
(7:20:42 PM) LCdr TKirr: ::notices Busard's door open and looks over::
(7:20:44 PM) cmdr shelev: Shelev> And we all know how well that worked out last time.
(7:20:45 PM) MajDougMcKnight: ::Is considerably less stealthy about it, simply rising to his feet, throwing his door open, and trudging out into the hall to find out what the hell this is all about.::
(7:21:10 PM) VAdm Blackthorne: ::stands up, starts to fall, decides against it, and grabs his jacket as he barges out::
(7:21:33 PM) LCdr TKirr: ::flinches as McKnight's door flies open::
(7:21:51 PM) cmdr shelev: ::Clomps down the hall. The sound of an ambassador having a "flag officer not enjoying trip" heart attack is heard.::
(7:21:55 PM) VAdm Blackthorne: ::barges into the lobby::
(7:22:01 PM) LCdr TKirr: ::deciding she can't do any more harm, quietly slips out her door and follows the roudy men::
(7:22:06 PM) VAdm Blackthorne: Shelev!
(7:22:10 PM) cmdr shelev: Admiral!
(7:22:23 PM) Lt Percy Busard: ::Follows shortly::
(7:22:25 PM) MajDougMcKnight: Other guy! Who's name shall come to me...eventually.
(7:22:27 PM) RhianaAiden: :;stays in the background::
(7:22:29 PM) cmdr shelev: ::Shelev's antenna are back but there is a thin dark strip where they were reattached.::
(7:22:37 PM) VAdm Blackthorne: ::sees his antennae are intact:: At least you're whole. You alright?
(7:23:00 PM) cmdr shelev: I'm alright but not if we want to miss my ability to get offworld in time.
(7:23:27 PM) cmdr shelev: I hate waking you up but the ambassador has a loud voice.
(7:23:40 PM) LCdr TKirr: ::weary about being seen after what she overheard, decides confronting the mess a better choice and strolls into the lobby::
(7:23:42 PM) cmdr shelev: O'Reilly> ::Heart attacks once more, with feeling::
(7:24:05 PM) RhianaAiden: (what's this heart attack?)
(7:24:07 PM) VAdm Blackthorne: ::blinks sleepily:: You mean we have to go do it now?
(7:24:24 PM) cmdr shelev: No, we can wait until about two hours before sunup at the latest.
(7:24:28 PM) cmdr shelev: Which is in 30 minutes.
(7:24:35 PM) LCdr TKirr: ((rofl))
(7:24:37 PM) Lt Percy Busard: ::Approaches, rubbing her head blearily:: Eh?
(7:24:42 PM) VAdm Blackthorne: ::looks at O'Reilly:: Calm down, it's fine.
(7:24:52 PM) MajDougMcKnight: ::Grumbles death threats under his breath.:: Coffee. Now.
(7:24:54 PM) VAdm Blackthorne: ::turns to see that his entire crew has assembled::
(7:25:08 PM) cmdr shelev: O'Reilly> I'm glad someone in this room knows how to handle the twerp.
(7:25:11 PM) LCdr TKirr: ::stares back at Blackthorne::
(7:25:34 PM) cmdr shelev: Yes, Major, there is time enough for coffee.
(7:25:43 PM) VAdm Blackthorne: ::clears his throat and speaks up:: We have a job to do.
(7:25:53 PM) VAdm Blackthorne: ::ignores his throbbing headache::
(7:25:56 PM) cmdr shelev: Forgive me if I feel some levity, it's the aftermath of drugs.
(7:26:21 PM) Lt Percy Busard: ::Mutters a bit louder than she'd meant to:: Where can I get some?
(7:26:24 PM) VAdm Blackthorne: ::turns to O'Reilly:: Ambassador, please see if you can't scare up a few gallons of coffee.
(7:26:37 PM) cmdr shelev: O'Reilly> How do you take it?
(7:26:50 PM) VAdm Blackthorne: Strong and black here. ::looks to the others::
(7:27:02 PM) cmdr shelev: ::O'Reilly didn't bother to stick around to hear it.::
(7:27:02 PM) LCdr TKirr: ::shakes her head::
(7:27:33 PM) MajDougMcKnight: How long did you say?
(7:27:58 PM) cmdr shelev: How long for what?
(7:28:15 PM) MajDougMcKnight: Until we have to go do that thing we can't speak of in public.
(7:28:34 PM) cmdr shelev: Two hours twenty five minutes. Then the sun comes out.
(7:28:46 PM) MajDougMcKnight: ::Sighs:: Right. Lotta cream, lotta sugar.
(7:28:55 PM) RhianaAiden: I don't need any
(7:29:09 PM) MajDougMcKnight: Holy crap, you're still alive?
(7:29:16 PM) cmdr shelev: ::O'Reilly wheels up an entire fucking starbuck's.::
(7:30:03 PM) MajDougMcKnight: ::Glug, glug, glug.::
(7:30:21 PM) Lt Percy Busard: ::Almost lunges at the coffee...cart? In any case, is able to control herself that much, and proceeds to find whatever smells like it could tear holes through ship shielding. Then drinks a lot of it.::
(7:30:43 PM) VAdm Blackthorne: ::coffees up, and pulls on his battered leather jacket::
(7:30:43 PM) cmdr shelev: OK, there's a construction equipment rental around the corner from the icefields; they'll rent us some digging equipment for just collateral.
(7:30:49 PM) VAdm Blackthorne: ::checks the pocket for cigars::
(7:30:53 PM) VAdm Blackthorne: Collateral, you say?
(7:31:01 PM) LCdr TKirr: ::stands with her hands behind her back, watching people wake up::
(7:31:02 PM) cmdr shelev: Don't worry, we have it.
(7:31:21 PM) cmdr shelev: ::Chokes back a cackle.::
(7:31:27 PM) VAdm Blackthorne: Right.
(7:31:35 PM) LCdr TKirr: ::looks around at the corners of the room::
(7:31:48 PM) cmdr shelev: Is at least one of us qualified to operate heavy machinery?
(7:32:00 PM) RhianaAiden: Not I
(7:32:12 PM) Lt Percy Busard: ::Would whistle innocently, if she was more melodramatic::
(7:32:22 PM) VAdm Blackthorne: I can drive it, whatever it is.
(7:33:12 PM) cmdr shelev: I was banking on it. ::slams something at random from the coffee cart:: Whenever you people are ready, I'll be out front.
(7:33:48 PM) VAdm Blackthorne: ::grabs another cup of coffee and heads out, after confirming he has cigars:: Let's move out.
(7:34:14 PM) LCdr TKirr: ::follows in Blackthorne's wake::
(7:34:47 PM) MajDougMcKnight: ::Rushes back to get his winter crap, not eager to try this one in a t-shirt, but manages to catch up before long.::
(7:35:02 PM) cmdr shelev: ::Shelev and Lou are out front in the taxi/shuttle/van/thing. The door is open and it is nicely warm inside.::
(7:35:12 PM) VAdm Blackthorne: ::gets in the cab::
(7:35:13 PM) LCdr TKirr: ((Pretending T'Kirr got her stuff while waiting on coffee-drinkers))
(7:35:20 PM) RhianaAiden: ::follows everyone else::
(7:35:22 PM) MajDougMcKnight: (Will do.)
(7:35:27 PM) Lt Percy Busard: ::Ran to get her stuff, then ran out to the front::
(7:35:39 PM) LCdr TKirr: ::crams into cab::
(7:35:45 PM) VAdm Blackthorne: (I brought my jacket and fell asleep in my clothes! :haw: )
(7:36:03 PM) cmdr shelev: Lou> You get these lovely people some coffee already?
(7:36:08 PM) Lt Percy Busard: ::Wee, stuffing people into cabs.::
(7:36:13 PM) MajDougMcKnight: Why? You offering more?
(7:36:24 PM) MajDougMcKnight: ::Forces himself into a seat.::
(7:36:44 PM) cmdr shelev: Lou> COFFEE SHOP IT IS.
(7:37:36 PM) VAdm Blackthorne: No time.
(7:37:51 PM) cmdr shelev: Lou> ::whimpers and drives::
(7:39:03 PM) cmdr shelev: ::::The cab goes off into the business district, the residential district, a large stretch of nothing but black and moonlight twinkling off ice, into an industrial district.::
(7:39:36 PM) RhianaAiden: ::sits, and tries not to fall asleep in the cab::
(7:39:55 PM) LCdr TKirr: ::ponders their odd predicament, peering out into the cold darkness::
(7:39:58 PM) VAdm Blackthorne: Ah, the good part of town.
(7:40:07 PM) cmdr shelev: Lou> ::whistles randomness and small talks in andorian to Shelev::
(7:40:37 PM) cmdr shelev: Lou> We left the good part of town about ten minutes ago. There's a reason they bury people out here.
(7:41:01 PM) VAdm Blackthorne: Human concept of sarcasm.
(7:41:19 PM) cmdr shelev: Shelev> It's calm out here.
(7:41:33 PM) cmdr shelev: Lou> It's also freezing fuckin' cold out here.
(7:42:33 PM) cmdr shelev: ::The car lurches to a stop outside a construction equipment rental shop which is still lit. Two really, REALLY fucking bored Andorians come out smoking something rancid.::
(7:43:07 PM) cmdr shelev: ::Shelev piles out:: Good morning large people! :v:
(7:43:33 PM) LCdr TKirr: ::huddles in the car::
(7:43:53 PM) VAdm Blackthorne: ::gets out and stands next to Shelev::
(7:43:56 PM) cmdr shelev: Andorian from The Sopranos> Stow it, if it was anyone but your old man we'd closed up shop thirty minutes ago.
(7:44:20 PM) Lt Percy Busard: ::Whimpers very very slightly once the cold air was let in, trying to conserve warmth for the moment. Freaking cold::
(7:44:26 PM) cmdr shelev: Shelev> It's appreciated. Where's our backhoe?
(7:44:48 PM) LCdr TKirr: ::huddles up next to Busard in her big parka::
(7:44:59 PM) VAdm Blackthorne: ::takes out a cigar, idly cuts the tip, and lights it::
(7:45:04 PM) cmdr shelev: Christopher Montesanto> Yeah. In here. Where it's warm.
(7:45:08 PM) MajDougMcKnight: ::Just sits back with his eyes closed. So long as there's still alcohol enough in his system to keep him warm, he's going to enioy it.::
(7:46:13 PM) cmdr shelev: ::Teamster-type andorians lead Shelev and Blackthorne inside, where there is a rusted to shit backhoe ready to roll.::
(7:46:26 PM) Lt Percy Busard: ::Huddles and peers out the window curiously.::
(7:46:31 PM) VAdm Blackthorne: Seen better days, it has.
(7:46:50 PM) cmdr shelev: It'll work. You people seem to know your way around starships, you should be able to keep it from flooding.
(7:46:58 PM) cmdr shelev: What're you gonna leave us for it?
(7:47:35 PM) cmdr shelev: Shelev> Our science officer.
(7:47:56 PM) VAdm Blackthorne: Well, we don't have mu - ::looks to Shelev:: What?
(7:47:59 PM) LCdr TKirr: ::in ignorant bliss, her worst problems being the cold::
(7:48:11 PM) cmdr shelev: ::There are not enough ....s in my computer keyboard to describe the awkward silence.::
(7:48:36 PM) cmdr shelev: Teamster> what
(7:49:37 PM) LCdr TKirr: ::finally feels warm enough to stop shivering and relaxes, head back on the seat::
(7:49:40 PM) cmdr shelev: Shelev> It's a fair trade; she'd break down out in the icefields faster than the backhoe would and do you really think we'd skip planet without a vulcan?
(7:50:08 PM) VAdm Blackthorne: Just a second. ::grabs Shelev's arm and pulls him aside:: Tharr what do you think you're doing.
(7:50:35 PM) RhianaAiden: ::wonders what the hell is going on::
(7:50:43 PM) cmdr shelev: They need some guarantee we're not going to skip planet with the damn thing.
(7:51:02 PM) LCdr TKirr: ::wonders briefly what pizzazz Shelev has for collateral::
(7:51:16 PM) cmdr shelev: And can you honestly tell me that T'Kirr would be of that much value to us out there?
(7:51:28 PM) VAdm Blackthorne: Skip planet? With a rusty backhoe?
(7:51:55 PM) cmdr shelev: I never said they were *smart*.
(7:52:02 PM) cmdr shelev: They're just *big*.
(7:52:04 PM) Lt Percy Busard: ::Totally zoned out looking out the window now. Probably daydreaming about differentials or something.::
(7:52:12 PM) VAdm Blackthorne: ::stares::
(7:52:19 PM) cmdr shelev: ((You poor fucking bastards))
(7:52:35 PM) VAdm Blackthorne: She'll never go for it.
(7:52:53 PM) cmdr shelev: You wanna bet with that cold and those radiator like ears?
(7:53:20 PM) cmdr shelev: She just has to stay indoors for about an hour or so while the rest of us go dig through ice. She'll go for it.
(7:53:27 PM) LCdr TKirr: So, Ms. Busard, tell me about yourself.
(7:53:30 PM) VAdm Blackthorne: It's more the company I'm worried about.
(7:54:04 PM) VAdm Blackthorne: But fine, take care of the paperwork, I'll be back in a minute.
(7:54:09 PM) cmdr shelev: You think they're going to piss off a flag officer of starfleet and his-
(7:54:15 PM) Lt Percy Busard: ::She snaps out of her daydreaming:: Huh?
(7:54:27 PM) cmdr shelev: Well shit, if it was going to be that easy I would have told you up front.
(7:54:32 PM) VAdm Blackthorne: Not like there's any other way around it.
(7:54:51 PM) cmdr shelev: Remember this, sir:
(7:54:59 PM) cmdr shelev: "There are times you need backhoes."
(7:55:10 PM) LCdr TKirr: We haven't had a chance to get very aquainted. It's.. an odd sort of mission.
(7:55:30 PM) VAdm Blackthorne: If only this were some backwater planet where I could trade a handful of shiny beads for it. ::mutters out the door::
(7:56:06 PM) cmdr shelev: ::Shelev goes back to the large guys to strike a deal and make sure they can be trusted with possession of a vulcan science officer for 90 minutes.::
(7:56:09 PM) LCdr TKirr: ::peers out around Busard, noticing Blackthorne exiting the building::
(7:56:13 PM) cmdr shelev: ::They're rather squirrelly beasts.::
(7:56:28 PM) Lt Percy Busard: Oh! Right. machines? ::Noticed Blackthorne shortly afterwards::
(7:56:42 PM) cmdr shelev: ((You're going to love this machine :V ))
(7:57:01 PM) VAdm Blackthorne: ::opens the door and peers in at T'Kirr:: Commander, a word?
(7:57:02 PM) LCdr TKirr: I'm sure you look forward to seeing Atlantis.
(7:57:24 PM) LCdr TKirr: ::stares a moment, then blinks back the cold and gets out::
(7:58:03 PM) VAdm Blackthorne: ::takes a long drag of his cigar and looks at her:: I hate to ask this, but you're gonna have to stay here for an hour and a half or so.
(7:58:30 PM) LCdr TKirr: ::huddling in her coat, turns to peer back at the shack::
(7:58:40 PM) VAdm Blackthorne: It's warm in there, at least.
(7:58:56 PM) LCdr TKirr: ::looks back to Blackthorne, mouth open, having been about to ask:: Is there a problem?
(7:59:30 PM) VAdm Blackthorne: They need some guarantee that we won't run off with their equipment. You staying behind is all we have.
(7:59:58 PM) LCdr TKirr: ::stares at Blackthorne as it computes, long pause:: I see.
(8:00:26 PM) VAdm Blackthorne: I wish there was a way around it, but at least you'll be warm.
(8:00:53 PM) Lt Percy Busard left the room.
(8:01:05 PM) LCdr TKirr: ::peers over her shoulder at the shack again:: Do you have your sidearm?
(8:01:26 PM) VAdm Blackthorne: ::takes it out and hands it to her:: Of course.
(8:01:46 PM) Lt Percy Busard entered the room.
(8:01:53 PM) LCdr TKirr: ::takes it without even a glance, buries it in her coat, and starts walking towards the warmth::
(8:02:02 PM) MajDougMcKnight: ::Arches an eyebrow at the exchange, though he can't quite make out what they're saying.::
(8:02:08 PM) VAdm Blackthorne: ::walks beside her:: I wouldn't have let you go without it.
(8:02:37 PM) LCdr TKirr: Indeed. ::peers at Blackthorne before entering the door:: Be careful.
(8:02:44 PM) VAdm Blackthorne: ::smirks:: You too.
(8:02:48 PM) LCdr TKirr: ::nods and enters::
(8:02:55 PM) VAdm Blackthorne: ::comes in with a Vulcan and trades her for a backhoe::
(8:03:08 PM) cmdr shelev: Shelev> the fucker had himself buried with it.
(8:03:16 PM) cmdr shelev: Teamster> No fuckin' shit?
(8:03:39 PM) VAdm Blackthorne: Okay, listen up you two.
(8:03:41 PM) cmdr shelev: ::Teamster #2 looks at the incoming collateral.::
(8:03:58 PM) VAdm Blackthorne: ::puffs the cigar:: This is T'Kirr. Take care of her, or you answer to me. And her. She's worse.
(8:04:17 PM) LCdr TKirr: ::stares at the Andorian duo::
(8:04:22 PM) Lt Percy Busard: ::Wee, back to daydreaming! It was better than paranoia.::
(8:04:55 PM) VAdm Blackthorne: We understand each other?
(8:04:57 PM) cmdr shelev: Teamster> Does she do any tricks?
(8:04:58 PM) cmdr shelev: Larrs> HEY! That's no way to treat a lady.
(8:05:09 PM) cmdr shelev: ((aw fuck mixed up the names oh well :v: ))
(8:05:27 PM) VAdm Blackthorne: ::eyes the two::
(8:05:35 PM) VAdm Blackthorne: ::cigar clamped in his teeth::
(8:05:57 PM) cmdr shelev: First Teamster whose name I haven't made up yet> Yeah, yeah. We've dealt with harder crap. Remember the buick?
(8:06:05 PM) cmdr shelev: Larrs> Don't fuckin remind me.
(8:06:27 PM) VAdm Blackthorne: Right. ::strides briskly over to the backhoe::
(8:06:38 PM) LCdr TKirr: ::looks from one to the other, challenge in her eyes::
(8:07:00 PM) cmdr shelev: Larrs> Welcome to our shop, Ms...
(8:07:08 PM) LCdr TKirr: T'Kirr.
(8:07:16 PM) cmdr shelev: ((ok now I get to run characters in two different places FUN))
(8:07:17 PM) VAdm Blackthorne: ::climbs up on the backhoe and pulls the starter::
(8:07:28 PM) LCdr TKirr: ((I'll be good, promise.))
(8:07:41 PM) VAdm Blackthorne: ((It ain't you I'm worried about.))
(8:07:45 PM) cmdr shelev: Larrs> T'Kirr. Hopefully your party will be quick about this, not that there's any problem with your presence.
(8:08:27 PM) LCdr TKirr: ::motions subtly with her head that she agrees::
(8:08:28 PM) cmdr shelev: Nameless Teamster Dude Who Will Probably Remain Unnamed This Entire Damn Sim> There's a coffeemaker with some tea in it in back. ::Returns to a newspaper.::
(8:08:39 PM) VAdm Blackthorne: Well, it runs.
(8:09:06 PM) LCdr TKirr: ::tucks the information away for after the party is on its way::
(8:09:07 PM) cmdr shelev: Can you drive a stick? ::Climbs on the crane to ride it out front.::
(8:09:23 PM) VAdm Blackthorne: Of course I can!
(8:09:29 PM) cmdr shelev: Then why are we still here?
(8:09:52 PM) VAdm Blackthorne: ::gives T'Kirr a long look before driving the beast out the door and around to Lou's cab::
(8:10:01 PM) LCdr TKirr: ::watches it leave::
(8:10:10 PM) VAdm Blackthorne: All aboard!
(8:10:19 PM) Lt Percy Busard: ::Ears seem to perk up at the sound of machinery working loudly. Then grins near-maniacally when she sees it, hopping out of the cab towards it.::
(8:10:40 PM) cmdr shelev: Lou> Come back in an hour?
(8:10:56 PM) cmdr shelev: Shelev> Ninety minutes. I'm optimistic. :v:
(8:11:18 PM) MajDougMcKnight: ::Grabs a protruding handle somewhere with a frown.:: What about T'Kirr?
(8:11:37 PM) VAdm Blackthorne: She's warm.
(8:11:46 PM) LCdr TKirr: ::takes a deep breath, relaxing in the warmer atmosphere, although finding it not quiet warm enough to remove her parka, which is fine with her, since her sidearm is tucked away within it::
(8:12:03 PM) cmdr shelev: Larrs> Dare I ask why you're here?
(8:12:17 PM) Lt Percy Busard: ::Holds onto the nearest thing she can grab hold of that isn't a wheel::
(8:12:30 PM) MajDougMcKnight: ::The frown goes nowhere, but he nods slowly.:: You trust these guys, Commander?
(8:12:31 PM) LCdr TKirr: ::glances at Larrs on her way to the back:: They don't tell me everything.
(8:13:07 PM) cmdr shelev: I trust my father, who will instill in them great fear if anything untoward happens.
(8:13:23 PM) VAdm Blackthorne: She can take care of herself.
(8:13:33 PM) VAdm Blackthorne: ::sees everyone holding on and drives out toward the ice fields::
(8:13:41 PM) cmdr shelev: ::Pops out a tricorder.::
(8:14:04 PM) Lt Percy Busard: ::Can't help but let out a little "Wooo!" as they go, examining the landscape around her::
(8:14:12 PM) VAdm Blackthorne: ::has trouble getting the bloody thing to go into third::
(8:14:18 PM) VAdm Blackthorne: ::GRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRINDS the gear::
(8:15:05 PM) MajDougMcKnight: ::Looks back toward the shack for a minute before turning toward what he assumes is the general direction of this asshole's grave. The sooner they get this done, the sooner they can all get out of here.::
(8:15:08 PM) cmdr shelev: :: :eng101: The Andorians bury their dead in icefields such as this so that the dead remain undisturbed, and as a side benefit can be moved as a solid block if necessary.::
(8:15:09 PM) LCdr TKirr: ::finds the coffee-maker, in somewhat unclean order, and fixes some tea::
(8:15:24 PM) MajDougMcKnight: I still have MY sidearm. Would a nice widebeam setting hurry this along?
(8:15:25 PM) VAdm Blackthorne: Besides, I gave her a gun.
(8:15:33 PM) MajDougMcKnight: I know.
(8:16:06 PM) cmdr shelev: ::The coffeemaker emits a great deal of steam but manages to produce a relatively high quality cup of tea. If there is anything about blue collar workers, the coffeemaker must ALWAYS function perfectly.::
(8:16:34 PM) LCdr TKirr: ::enjoys a sip of tea and looks around::
(8:16:42 PM) cmdr shelev: Wait, you're proposing melting the fucking graveyard?
(8:17:30 PM) cmdr shelev: That's inhuman.
(8:17:36 PM) cmdr shelev: But not quite klingon enough.
(8:18:01 PM) cmdr shelev: It will make the actual dig faster though, but don't set the coffin on fire or we're all dead.
(8:18:22 PM) cmdr shelev: STOP
(8:18:27 PM) VAdm Blackthorne: ::slams on the brakes::
(8:18:44 PM) cmdr shelev: ::The backhoe passes a grave that has THARINJAR written on it.::
(8:18:52 PM) LCdr TKirr: ::deciding she's much better off in this warm workshop than joyriding on a obnoxiously loud piece of machinery chugging down an icefield, sits herself down to wait::
(8:19:48 PM) Lt Percy Busard: ::Was quite enjoying joyriding on the obnoxiously loud piece of machinery, and frowned slightly when it was being stopped. Oh well, all good things come to an end.::
(8:20:10 PM) cmdr shelev: ::Back at the rental shack, the sounds of two large andorians bullshitting elaborately about machinery fills the air. They are dead wrong about certain things but utterly convinced they are not full of shit.::
(8:20:25 PM) cmdr shelev: Ok, try melting down about two meters.
(8:20:30 PM) VAdm Blackthorne: ::puffs::
(8:21:34 PM) cmdr shelev: ((mckniiiiight....?))
(8:21:45 PM) MajDougMcKnight: (Sorry, had to step out for a second.)
(8:21:52 PM) cmdr shelev: ((np. melt that shit))
(8:22:01 PM) MajDougMcKnight: (Will do.)
(8:22:16 PM) VAdm Blackthorne: ::turns the shovel to get ready to scoop::
(8:22:27 PM) LCdr TKirr: ::has nothing better to do and listens to the Andorians exchange::
(8:22:31 PM) MajDougMcKnight: ::Nods, removing his phase from its holster under his coat as he descends from the machine, keying in a wide beam discharge on setting 5.::
(8:22:39 PM) MajDougMcKnight: (phaser)
(8:22:48 PM) MajDougMcKnight: ::Takes aim, and lets loose.::
(8:23:04 PM) cmdr shelev: ::The ice melts, and then freezes within seconds.::
(8:23:16 PM) VAdm Blackthorne: That worked.
(8:23:20 PM) LCdr TKirr: ((rofl!))
(8:23:21 PM) cmdr shelev: ((THERE'S YOUR BULLSHIT REASON WHY WE NEED A BACKHOE. :owned: ))
(8:23:36 PM) cmdr shelev: OK, we're doing this the hard way.
(8:24:02 PM) cmdr shelev: SMOKE IF YOU GOT EM
(8:24:14 PM) VAdm Blackthorne: ::already smoking::
(8:24:33 PM) VAdm Blackthorne: ::starts the backhoe to digging::
(8:25:01 PM) cmdr shelev: @Larrs> So I told her, if you think I'm paying $50 for a damn toaster oven, you're out of your mind.
(8:25:17 PM) cmdr shelev: @NG> Why do you two fight so much?
(8:25:17 PM) VAdm Blackthorne: ( :flag: Blatant!)
(8:25:23 PM) cmdr shelev: @Larrs> I LIKE THE WAY SHE FIGHTS
(8:25:28 PM) Lt Percy Busard: ::Blink blink...really unsure as to why she was there at that point, but watched anyway::
(8:25:38 PM) cmdr shelev: (( I had to fucking put that in here somewhere. :( ))
(8:25:51 PM) MajDougMcKnight: ::Frowns, but as he looks up at the backhoe, it occurs to him that this phaser might yet prove useful.:: Sirs, mind if I try something?
(8:26:06 PM) LCdr TKirr: ::reinforces in her mind Andor being at the very tail end of her list of places to visit::
(8:26:12 PM) cmdr shelev: ACTION> After crunching through ice for a while, the shovel bumps a coffin.
(8:26:18 PM) VAdm Blackthorne: ::stops::
(8:26:29 PM) MajDougMcKnight: ::Never mind.::
(8:26:53 PM) cmdr shelev: Major, see if you can melt around the edges long enough to pry it open.
(8:27:09 PM) Lt Percy Busard: ::Ooh, coffin!::
(8:27:28 PM) cmdr shelev: ::Removes a crowbar from the standard toolkit that's on the back.::
(8:28:15 PM) MajDougMcKnight: ::Nods, setting his phaser back to a narrower beam, and dials it down to setting 3 before slowly sweeping the beam around the coffin's periphery::
(8:28:24 PM) cmdr shelev: ::Crowbars::
(8:28:39 PM) VAdm Blackthorne: ::sitting on the clanking beast, watching. lights up another cigar::
(8:28:40 PM) cmdr shelev: ::The top half of the coffin snaps in half.::
(8:28:54 PM) MajDougMcKnight: Just out of curiosity, did anyone actually go ahead and count how many laws we're breaking right now?
(8:29:05 PM) VAdm Blackthorne: Don't try, you'll go crosseyed.
(8:29:08 PM) cmdr shelev: @Larrs> YOU'RE STILL OK BACK THERE RIGHT.. erm.. TUH KUR?
(8:29:22 PM) cmdr shelev: Well, shit.
(8:29:25 PM) Lt Percy Busard: ::Wanders around the backhoe, examining it and really trying hard not to hear anything about breaking law.::
(8:29:26 PM) LCdr TKirr: Yes. ::raises her voice just enough::
(8:29:36 PM) MajDougMcKnight: I'm sure it was like that when we got here.
(8:29:38 PM) cmdr shelev: @Larrs> OK. SMOKE IF YOU GOT EM.
(8:29:43 PM) cmdr shelev: No shit.
(8:29:48 PM) cmdr shelev: Cheapass coffins.
(8:29:48 PM) LCdr TKirr: ::blinks, confused::
(8:29:53 PM) cmdr shelev: Guy always was a cheepskate.
(8:30:26 PM) cmdr shelev: ::Covers up his nose and mouth with a handkerchief and roots around inside the coffin.::
(8:30:40 PM) cmdr shelev: A-HA!
(8:31:18 PM) VAdm Blackthorne: We good?
(8:31:28 PM) cmdr shelev: ::Shelev pulls out an elaborate scroll that has the andorian words for "YOU SUCK" written on it.::
(8:31:48 PM) cmdr shelev: ::Unrolls the scroll.:: Yes, there is my signature at the bottom of this.
(8:32:09 PM) cmdr shelev: ::Hands it to Blackthorne. You best hold this. You know why.::
(8:32:27 PM) cmdr shelev: ::Starts putting the skeleton back together.::
(8:32:27 PM) VAdm Blackthorne: ::tucks it away::
(8:32:35 PM) cmdr shelev: Kiley, what does this bone connect to?
(8:32:41 PM) VAdm Blackthorne: ::half wishes he could read Andorion::
(8:33:01 PM) MajDougMcKnight: do we wanna cover this up? You start dumping ice back into the hole, I melt it as we go and hope it freezes convincingly?
(8:33:17 PM) cmdr shelev: That's the plan. You think anyone is coming out here any time soon?
(8:33:38 PM) MajDougMcKnight: What makes you think I'm still assuming I know anything about this planet?
(8:33:41 PM) cmdr shelev: ::Looks at the changing horizon.:: Unless the sun comes up, then we'll be spotted from the road.
(8:33:53 PM) cmdr shelev: You brought a gun. I agree with everything you say automatically.
(8:34:02 PM) VAdm Blackthorne: ::picks up a shovel full of ice and starts dumping it back in::
(8:34:15 PM) cmdr shelev: ::Replaces the half coffin before the ice starts getting poured in.
(8:34:23 PM) MajDougMcKnight: ::Melty in a hurry.::
(8:34:26 PM) cmdr shelev: ACTION> The grave is filled in the interests of time
(8:35:05 PM) cmdr shelev: Welp, that outta do it.
(8:35:09 PM) cmdr shelev: ::The backhoe dies.::
(8:35:23 PM) LCdr TKirr: ((HAHA))
(8:35:23 PM) VAdm Blackthorne: Oh bloody hell.
(8:35:29 PM) cmdr shelev: ...
(8:35:34 PM) cmdr shelev: WHAT DID YOU DO.
(8:35:36 PM) Lt Percy Busard: ::Her eyes went wide:: I...hate that sound.
(8:35:39 PM) LCdr TKirr: ((Get to work, Busard))
(8:35:43 PM) VAdm Blackthorne: Nothing, it just died.
(8:35:49 PM) VAdm Blackthorne: ::cranks the engine, but it won't start::
(8:35:54 PM) cmdr shelev: Ain't life grand.
(8:36:02 PM) cmdr shelev: ::Pulls the toolbox off the back.::
(8:36:13 PM) cmdr shelev: Well, who here knows diesels? I sure don't.
(8:36:21 PM) Lt Percy Busard: ::Waves her hand, just going ahead and grabbed the toolbox, digging in!::
(8:37:04 PM) cmdr shelev: ::Looks around pointlessly while the chief engineer finally, FINALLY, gets to do her job. Even if it is a fucking rusty ass broken ass grimy ass backhoe.::
(8:37:12 PM) VAdm Blackthorne: ::sits back and lets Percy do her work::
(8:37:28 PM) MajDougMcKnight: Well, let me just take this opportunity to say this has been fun. We should all never come here again.
(8:37:31 PM) VAdm Blackthorne: ::puffs the cigar to keep warm::
(8:37:32 PM) LCdr TKirr: ::sits all warm and toasty, sipping tea::
(8:37:47 PM) cmdr shelev: Remember, you could have just dropped me off.
(8:37:57 PM) VAdm Blackthorne: And you'd be stuck.
(8:38:01 PM) LCdr TKirr: ::winces occasionally as the Andorians break safe decibels::
(8:38:04 PM) MajDougMcKnight: ::Looking around.:: They ARE some nice mountains.
(8:38:32 PM) cmdr shelev: ::Back in the shack, light muzak plays near the coffee maker, giving a hotel lobby ambiance.::
(8:38:54 PM) Lt Percy Busard: ::That just makes it more fun. After a few minutes, she makes a distinct happy noise:: Aha! I see you...come here you little bugger! ::Fzzt!:: Eep! ::And then, god willing...ROAR!!::
(8:39:07 PM) VAdm Blackthorne: I'd still like to see them some day.
(8:39:32 PM) VAdm Blackthorne: But later. ::grins as the engine fires up::
(8:40:06 PM) cmdr shelev: I knew there was a reason we didn't trade the chief engineer.
(8:40:11 PM) VAdm Blackthorne: Good work, Lieutenant! Didn't know that I'd get an engineer that knows diesel!
(8:40:11 PM) Lt Percy Busard: ::Climbs out, sufficiently covered in engine grease (Because all engineers have to be at some point) and grinning:: And we're off?
(8:40:30 PM) LCdr TKirr: ((Busard remind anyone else of Kaylee? =P))
(8:40:37 PM) Lt Percy Busard: (That's the point! :-P)
(8:40:37 PM) VAdm Blackthorne: All aboard!
(8:40:43 PM) VAdm Blackthorne: ::blows the air horn once::
(8:40:46 PM) VAdm Blackthorne: :toot:
(8:40:56 PM) Lt Percy Busard: ::Jumps on::
(8:41:14 PM) cmdr shelev: Thank you for making me deaf.
(8:41:21 PM) MajDougMcKnight: ::Grabs a hold after stowing his phaser.::
(8:41:28 PM) VAdm Blackthorne: Aren't you already?
(8:41:34 PM) VAdm Blackthorne: ::rattles off back toward the shack:;
(8:42:04 PM) LCdr TKirr: ::wonders how much longer they're going to be::
(8:42:12 PM) cmdr shelev: ACTION> As the sun rises behind them, the backhoe clatters back to the rental shack with its merry band of graverobbers.
(8:42:28 PM) LCdr TKirr: ::hears the backhoe half a mile away::
(8:42:34 PM) Lt Percy Busard: ::Weee!::
(8:43:03 PM) LCdr TKirr: ::is found waiting next to the door::
(8:43:11 PM) cmdr shelev: ::Lou is back in his car, reading yesterday's newspaper.::
(8:43:12 PM) VAdm Blackthorne: ::drives the backhoe into the garage::
(8:43:24 PM) cmdr shelev: ::The backhoe runs out of gas.::
(8:43:37 PM) Lt Percy Busard: ::So not fixing that one.::
(8:43:44 PM) VAdm Blackthorne: ::shakes his head::
(8:43:50 PM) VAdm Blackthorne: ::walks up to T'Kirr:: Are you alright?
(8:43:52 PM) cmdr shelev: Larrs> DAMMIT
(8:43:52 PM) MajDougMcKnight: ::Hops off to let to store the thing, rubbing his gloved hands together as he approaches the door.:: You're looking better than we are.
(8:44:15 PM) LCdr TKirr: Yes, I'm fine.
(8:44:23 PM) LCdr TKirr: ::eager look in eyes::
(8:44:28 PM) VAdm Blackthorne: Glad to hear it. Let's get the hell out of here.
(8:44:37 PM) LCdr TKirr: ::becomes Blackthorne's shadow::
(8:44:48 PM) VAdm Blackthorne: PAUSE SIM
(8:44:49 PM) cmdr shelev: Larrs> THANKS FOR THE BUSINESS
(8:44:50 PM) VAdm Blackthorne: PAUSE SIm
(8:44:52 PM) VAdm Blackthorne: PAUSE SIM
(8:44:56 PM) LCdr TKirr: ::pauses::
(8:44:58 PM) cmdr shelev: MISSION COMPLETE
(8:45:29 PM) cmdr shelev: Someone put me in jail so I don't get into this much trouble again
(8:45:32 PM) VAdm Blackthorne: And now a lifelong goal is fulfilled.
(8:45:37 PM) cmdr shelev: :toot:
(8:45:39 PM) Lt Percy Busard: ::FF victory song? Or would you prefer the Gamer's alternative, complete with playing limbo?:
(8:46:01 PM) MajDougMcKnight: Well, thanks. That was a blast.
(8:46:21 PM) LCdr TKirr: That was great, Shelev. =P
(8:46:27 PM) Lt Percy Busard: It so was.
(8:46:32 PM) LCdr TKirr: You're entertaining
(8:46:37 PM) cmdr shelev: And now I have nothing planned for the next sim so I am handing the reigns back to jason since if blackthorne DOESN'T put shelev under house arrest...
(8:46:55 PM) cmdr shelev: Oh wait we still need to smuggle cases of brandy past customs
(8:46:59 PM) cmdr shelev: :v:
(8:47:05 PM) LCdr TKirr: lol
(8:47:07 PM) VAdm Blackthorne: One more sim to get off this rock.
(8:47:12 PM) VAdm Blackthorne: And then onwards into the black.
(8:47:18 PM) cmdr shelev: Still shorter than the Xindi plot
(8:47:19 PM) LCdr TKirr: See how hard that was to come up with something else
(8:47:35 PM) LCdr TKirr: Dude that lasted like a year and a half hehe
(8:47:52 PM) cmdr shelev: List of things that were never expected to happen in a star trek sim:
(8:48:02 PM) cmdr shelev: 1) grave robbing
(8:48:38 PM) cmdr shelev: 2) trading science officer for heavy machinery
(8:49:01 PM) LCdr TKirr: 3) getting away with it
(8:49:11 PM) cmdr shelev: 4) something with a diesel engine
(8:49:41 PM) LCdr TKirr: I think Kiley fell asleep. =/
(8:49:50 PM) MajDougMcKnight: My damn cat just minimized the chat window.
(8:49:53 PM) cmdr shelev: Jason just fucking died when I randomly came up with the idea of trading t'kirr for construction equipment and ordered me to invent a plot where this would happen
(8:49:57 PM) LCdr TKirr: lol
(8:49:58 PM) cmdr shelev: you people are all fail
(8:50:14 PM) LCdr TKirr: ....
(8:50:19 PM) LCdr TKirr: Did you really, Jason?
(8:50:20 PM) Lt Percy Busard: LOL. Also, hooray for kitties.
(8:50:25 PM) LCdr TKirr: ::squintyeyes::
(8:50:27 PM) VAdm Blackthorne: I did.
(8:50:29 PM) VAdm Blackthorne: It's true.
(8:50:40 PM) LCdr TKirr: Well, then.
(8:50:41 PM) cmdr shelev: SO THIS IS NOT ENTIRELY ALL MY FAULT just most of it
(8:50:46 PM) VAdm Blackthorne: This entire plot idea was based around the thought snippet of trading T'Kirr for a backhoe.
(8:51:02 PM) LCdr TKirr: ::rolls around on floor::
(8:51:30 PM) cmdr shelev: This is how we think of things. Which should be alarming.
(8:51:37 PM) VAdm Blackthorne: It was a lifelong goal, that I didn't even know I had!
(8:51:49 PM) MajDougMcKnight: You were that dissapointed that the escape from ghetto planet never involved pimping any of the party?
(8:51:50 PM) cmdr shelev: And also why I broke up with my girlfriend who occasionally guested on Cervantes
(8:51:58 PM) LCdr TKirr: Haha... I guess I deserved it, after the way I ended mine
(8:52:28 PM) cmdr shelev: Or did she break up with me? I can never tell with emo chicks :(
(8:52:43 PM) MajDougMcKnight: Who was this?
(8:52:56 PM) VAdm Blackthorne: cat XO lady
(8:52:59 PM) cmdr shelev: I do not know a name you would be familar with to my kno- ok
(8:53:11 PM) VAdm Blackthorne: No wait
(8:53:12 PM) cmdr shelev: wait she was a furry too?
(8:53:17 PM) VAdm Blackthorne: That wasn't her
(8:53:23 PM) VAdm Blackthorne: Who the fuck did she play on Cervantes anyway.
(8:53:27 PM) cmdr shelev: facepalm
(8:53:37 PM) cmdr shelev: she guested as a bunch of people
(8:53:42 PM) cmdr shelev: I think the counsellor
(8:53:42 PM) VAdm Blackthorne: Kennedy Rhune.
(8:53:47 PM) MajDougMcKnight: Oh, Becky?
(8:53:52 PM) cmdr shelev: ah ok
(8:53:52 PM) VAdm Blackthorne: Yep.
(8:53:59 PM) cmdr shelev: ALL ONE BIG HAPPY FAMILY
(8:54:03 PM) cmdr shelev: AND I AM THE ANNOYING UNCLE :v:
(8:54:16 PM) VAdm Blackthorne: Uncle's drunk again by the pool! :q:
(8:54:20 PM) Lt Percy Busard: ::Nod nod hide in bunker::
(8:54:33 PM) cmdr shelev: Except I would not be here trading t'kirr for a backhoe if it weren't for becky so.. uhm... SEE YOU NEXT WEEK
(8:54:40 PM) cmdr shelev: :psypop:
(8:54:54 PM) cmdr shelev: :signings:
(8:54:57 PM) VAdm Blackthorne: So, that's all folks!
(8:55:01 PM) VAdm Blackthorne: See y'all next week!
(8:55:07 PM) cmdr shelev: ok back to plowing through the godfather part 2
(8:55:17 PM) LCdr TKirr: See you all, same bat time
(8:55:17 PM) MajDougMcKnight: Alrighty. Back to the Goonies.
(8:55:22 PM) VAdm Blackthorne: G'night!
(8:55:23 PM) cmdr shelev left the room.
(8:55:27 PM) MajDougMcKnight left the room.