Conversation with #ussatlantis at 6/9/2009 9:57:05 PM on VAdmBlackthorne@betamatrix.ny.us.darkmyst.org (irc)
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(9:57:05 PM) ChanServ has changed the topic to: Cubit's crown of cutest robot has been taken by Rubix!
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(9:59:22 PM) CdrHarper [CdrHarper@18.104.22.168797] entered the room.
(10:04:13 PM) TKirr [Mibbit@dm-30222.214.171.124.cfl.res.rr.com] entered the room.
(10:04:19 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: Heya T'Kirr
(10:04:26 PM) TKirr: Heya
(10:05:08 PM) TKirr: Forgive my lateness, I was disposing of a rather noisy cricket
(10:05:33 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: There's so many people here ahead of you!
(10:05:43 PM) ColDougMcKnight [Mibbit@dm-39306.hsd1.ma.comcast.net] entered the room.
(10:05:58 PM) TKirr: Hi Doug
(10:06:22 PM) ColDougMcKnight: Evening.
(10:06:25 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: Hiya Colonel
(10:07:57 PM) TKirr: So I'm learning Mandarin
(10:08:13 PM) ColDougMcKnight: Wow, really?
(10:08:16 PM) ColDougMcKnight: How's that going?
(10:08:22 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: Quite an undertaking.
(10:08:24 PM) TKirr: Yeah, something to do in the car on the way to and from work, heh
(10:08:30 PM) TKirr: Spoken Mandarin, anyway
(10:08:37 PM) TKirr: Can't type any yet =/
(10:09:11 PM) TKirr: They don't spell it out on the podcast, heh
(10:09:43 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: Bit hard to spell.
(10:09:54 PM) TKirr: And I'm retaining stuff, so I guess that's considered going well
(10:10:09 PM) TKirr: Hard to spell? Hard to say!
(10:10:16 PM) ColDougMcKnight: Sweet.
(10:10:24 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: More than I can say for my sadly declining Japanese skills
(10:10:36 PM) TKirr: If you don't say a word a certain way, it can mean the difference between "have" and "french kiss"
(10:10:52 PM) TKirr: Yeah my Japanese is rusty, too =/
(10:11:07 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: THat could get strange. I have a dog vs. the alternative.
(10:11:20 PM) TKirr: rofl
(10:11:46 PM) Percy [Mibbit@dm-39306.hsd1.ma.comcast.net] entered the room.
(10:11:54 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: Hiya Percy
(10:12:01 PM) RubixDestroyerofHearts [Mibbit@dm-39306.hsd1.ma.comcast.net] entered the room.
(10:12:04 PM) Percy: Hoy!
(10:12:13 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: Rubix!
(10:12:21 PM) RubixDestroyerofHearts: *whirr!*
(10:12:31 PM) TKirr: Rubix's name doesn't fit on my chatter list =/
(10:12:37 PM) RubixDestroyerofHearts is now known as Rubix
(10:12:41 PM) Rubix: Better?
(10:12:46 PM) TKirr: Yep!
(10:12:47 PM) Rubix: It was RubixDestroyerofHearts before.
(10:12:50 PM) Rubix: :-D
(10:12:56 PM) TKirr: Yeah, I saw that =P
(10:13:05 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: Hm, where is everyone!
(10:13:06 PM) TKirr: Heat lightning is so cool
(10:13:17 PM) TKirr: Good question... maybe they partied early?
(10:13:39 PM) Percy: If they did, I shall punch them.
(10:13:55 PM) Percy: Punch I say!
(10:14:05 PM) ***Percy is ferocious
(10:14:09 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: Did someone say punch?
(10:14:11 PM) ColDougMcKnight: Bernadette at least should be here. She's been a part of this from day one, has she not?
(10:14:15 PM) TKirr: I put my cursor over the name of the last person to speak... so any time they speak I can see their past words highlight automatically. =P How cool is that?
(10:14:21 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: She had an awful migraine earlier.
(10:14:27 PM) TKirr: Aww poor thing
(10:14:48 PM) Percy: Oh no!
(10:14:53 PM) Percy: No migraines for Gem!
(10:15:08 PM) Percy: She's cool. Cool people aren't allowed to have migraines. :-(
(10:15:11 PM) TKirr: Cool people shouldn't get migraines.
(10:15:15 PM) TKirr: OMG
(10:15:18 PM) Percy: It's, like, in the rules somewhere. I'm sure.
(10:15:27 PM) Percy: BRAINWAVE SHARE. CREEPY.
(10:15:30 PM) TKirr: We said that at the same time >.>
(10:15:45 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: They're witches! Burn them!
(10:15:51 PM) TKirr: O.O
(10:15:57 PM) TKirr: o.0
(10:16:00 PM) Percy: Noooo! But we're GOOD witches! Like in Wizard of Oz!
(10:16:09 PM) Percy: (The non-green one)
(10:16:10 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: Oh that's cool then.
(10:16:26 PM) TKirr: Yeah well, let's not throw water on me anyway.
(10:16:37 PM) Percy: But I want my floofy dress to be green. But a cheerful color of green.
(10:17:42 PM) TKirr: Um, who has a Doctor Who crossover shirt?!
(10:17:47 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: Shelev.
(10:17:59 PM) TKirr: o.0
(10:18:36 PM) Percy: Whaa?
(10:18:45 PM) Percy: Crossover shirt?
(10:18:47 PM) Percy: o.O
(10:18:51 PM) ColDougMcKnight: Crossover with what?
(10:18:59 PM) TKirr: Back to the Future?
(10:19:14 PM) Percy: Huh.
(10:19:16 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: It's the DeLorean crashing into the Tardis.
(10:19:33 PM) Percy: Hee!
(10:19:37 PM) TKirr: Okay I see it now... never thought there'd be one of those.
(10:19:41 PM) ColDougMcKnight: Nice.
(10:19:56 PM) Percy: The Doctor should have a disapproving look upon his face.
(10:20:10 PM) Percy: And make some comment about scratching the paint.
(10:20:12 PM) ColDougMcKnight: I did love that one time when the Doctor used Marty McFly to explain a changing timeline to Martha.
(10:20:43 PM) TKirr: Yeah that was cool
(10:21:49 PM) Lt [Mibbit@dm-7690.hsd1.wv.comcast.net] entered the room.
(10:21:59 PM) DrRoxanneCarre [Mibbit@dm-202.tukw.qwest.net] entered the room.
(10:22:10 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: Hiya Doc
(10:22:22 PM) Percy: Hellooo Carre.
(10:22:24 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: Who is this Rubix impostor!?!?!
(10:22:30 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: Uh-oh
(10:22:31 PM) Rubix: Um...me?
(10:22:41 PM) Rubix: *whirrr*
(10:22:43 PM) Lt left the room (quit: Exit: http://www.mibbit.com ajax IRC Client).
(10:22:49 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: You must DIE!
(10:22:57 PM) ***Rubix hides
(10:23:04 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: Oh god not Rubix :(
(10:23:05 PM) Rubix: But I'm Cubit's li'l sister!
(10:23:12 PM) Rubix: I has a bow and everything!
(10:23:17 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: Lies! Slander!
(10:23:22 PM) Rubix: ...
(10:23:36 PM) ***Rubix cuddles Carre in an adorable fashion.
(10:23:43 PM) Cubit [Mibbit@dm-202.tukw.qwest.net] entered the room.
(10:23:44 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: Awww. Adorable.
(10:23:52 PM) LtThoros [Mibbit@dm-7690.hsd1.wv.comcast.net] entered the room.
(10:23:53 PM) ***Rubix which includes tazing her ass.
(10:23:55 PM) Rubix: :-P
(10:24:09 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: Ah, please allow me to welcome our newest member of Security.
(10:24:12 PM) Cubit: *beeps menacingly*
(10:24:34 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: Second Lieutenant Ulic Thorosgoardjadjfjaslkdj;af
(10:24:44 PM) Rubix: *beeps curiously at Cubit*
(10:25:03 PM) LtThoros: Thats Thoroddsstadhur
(10:25:04 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: Oh my...can we just call him Lt. Dan?
(10:25:19 PM) Percy: Dan the Manly Man?
(10:25:21 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: Bless you.
(10:25:46 PM) ColDougMcKnight: Welcome aboard. Nice to have you.
(10:25:49 PM) LtThoros: Gan used to call me Thor for short.
(10:25:56 PM) TKirr: Hello. Are you um... a real person? =P
(10:25:57 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: The Colonel there is your department head.
(10:26:04 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: Yes, he's real, not an NPC of anyone. :V
(10:26:07 PM) ColDougMcKnight: But as your superior officer, I invoke my prerogative to simply call you Lt. Papa Smurf.
(10:26:12 PM) TKirr: Heh, just thought I'd check.
(10:26:23 PM) Percy: Are you an Andorian, Dan the Manly Man?
(10:26:26 PM) Percy: o.O
(10:26:34 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: Its not like we have a bunch of npcs or anything.
(10:26:47 PM) Cubit: *beeps agreement*
(10:26:48 PM) CdrHarper: I'm gonna start an NPC union if this discrimination continues.
(10:26:50 PM) TKirr: Well, not currently in the room, no.
(10:27:09 PM) TKirr: We have... 3 in here atm?
(10:27:19 PM) TKirr: Don't make it a fourth, Mr. Thor!
(10:27:21 PM) LtSyvek [firstname.lastname@example.org] entered the room.
(10:27:24 PM) TKirr: Stay real. ^_^
(10:27:27 PM) TKirr: GAH
(10:27:30 PM) TKirr: -_-
(10:27:34 PM) LtSyvek: What.
(10:27:42 PM) TKirr: Only one Vulcan allowed.
(10:27:50 PM) TKirr: Well, one and a fourth.
(10:27:51 PM) LtSyvek: Illogical.
(10:28:01 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: *Calls for Spock*
(10:28:04 PM) JackCahalan [Mibbit@dm-13427.justsell.com] entered the room.
(10:28:17 PM) Rubix: Wait, so is Mr. Manly Man here actually a new player? Because if so I should probably stop making fun of them so much.
(10:28:20 PM) HobbesTheCat [Mibbit@dm-39306.hsd1.ma.comcast.net] entered the room.
(10:28:26 PM) JackCahalan: :: Enters in a Hawaiian shirt and straw hat :: Drinks anyone?
(10:28:26 PM) Rubix: I mean, I won't, but at least then I'll know I SHOULD.
(10:28:35 PM) TKirr: Wait, we don't have any Vulcan mutts in here anymore
(10:28:36 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: No, he is a real new crewmember! I swear!
(10:29:01 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: Suite! More physicals!
(10:29:07 PM) TKirr: I think all the NPCs should leave so as not to confuse the REAL new person.
(10:29:20 PM) Rubix: That sounds like a lame idea.
(10:29:20 PM) CdrHarper: Never!
(10:29:24 PM) LtSyvek: Illogical.
(10:29:28 PM) TKirr: Except Rubix... the bot can stay.
(10:29:35 PM) Cubit: *beeps a negative*
(10:29:37 PM) Rubix: What about my bwother??
(10:29:37 PM) JackCahalan: Everyone needs a bartender.
(10:29:38 PM) TKirr: Oh wait, hi there Cubit
(10:29:47 PM) TKirr: Okay.... point.
(10:29:56 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: OK a couple options.
(10:29:59 PM) Rubix: *high fives Cubit*
(10:30:05 PM) Cubit: *wolf-whistle tones*
(10:30:10 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: Looks like we're missing three people.
(10:30:24 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: We can have the Twelfth Anniversary Party tonight or next week, either one.
(10:30:40 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: Since the actual date is between the two sims.
(10:30:40 PM) Rubix: Well, it'd be difficult for me to make that.
(10:30:50 PM) Rubix: I'll be prepping for my sister's wedding in California next week.
(10:31:09 PM) TKirr: Rubix has a sister?!
(10:31:12 PM) Percy: I should probably start typing in my non-NPC window. :-P
(10:31:15 PM) TKirr: God stop making bots already
(10:31:18 PM) HobbesTheCat: *Wanders in, and immediately begins stalking the tiny, shiny moving things.*
(10:31:24 PM) Percy: Pfft, yeah right.
(10:31:31 PM) Rubix: *flees in terror!*
(10:31:35 PM) TKirr: Hahaha
(10:31:45 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: *pulls out his 'weapon'*
(10:31:55 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: Errr....
(10:31:55 PM) HobbesTheCat: *Whoop, bad idea! Pounce!*
(10:31:59 PM) TKirr: Yeah...
(10:32:03 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: Wow, Just Wow.
(10:32:08 PM) Percy: Heeheehee
(10:32:11 PM) RyanCarter [Mibbit@126.96.36.19951] entered the room.
(10:32:14 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: Fail.
(10:32:24 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: Hm, I notice the asterisks don't interfere with the emoticons in the web client.
(10:32:25 PM) Percy: But yeah, I'm gonna be prepping for the sister's wedding up until the 20th.
(10:32:34 PM) TKirr: Hi, Ryan, meet Lt. Thor
(10:32:40 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: Hiya Ryan
(10:32:49 PM) Rubix: *flails under the massive weight of Hobbes*
(10:32:49 PM) ColDougMcKnight: Hey, Ryan.
(10:32:51 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: OK we're only missing two. Let's party.
(10:32:54 PM) Rubix: *'Cuz he's fat. Hahahaa*
(10:32:59 PM) RyanCarter: Hey
(10:33:08 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: As fi vrut sa fiu romulan în spaţiu.
(10:33:13 PM) RyanCarter: Lt. Thor?
(10:33:20 PM) TKirr: Well, Thor ish
(10:33:28 PM) LtThoros: Short for Thoroddsstadhur
(10:33:40 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: ...or you can call him Lt. Dan.
(10:33:41 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: Welcome Lt. Ulic Thoroddsstadhur to Security!
(10:33:42 PM) RyanCarter: Hey what's up.
(10:33:47 PM) Percy: Dan the Manly Man!
(10:33:57 PM) RyanCarter: some fresh blood?
(10:34:01 PM) RyanCarter: or is he a guy we all know?
(10:34:12 PM) TKirr: ::TWEEEEEEEEEET:: Attention!
(10:34:14 PM) LtThoros: Fresh blood
(10:34:33 PM) ColDougMcKnight: ::AA::
(10:34:33 PM) RyanCarter: nice.
(10:34:41 PM) Cubit: *stands at attention, weapon at the ready*
(10:34:43 PM) Percy: ::AA::
(10:34:58 PM) Rubix: :: Squirms out from under Hobbes, and stands AA::
(10:35:02 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: :: aa ::
(10:35:05 PM) TKirr is now known as CmdrTKirr
(10:35:05 PM) LtThoros: ::AA::
(10:35:25 PM) Percy is now known as LtCmdrBusard
(10:36:06 PM) VAdmBlackthorne has changed the topic to: Tonight we celebrate! Atlantis turns twelve years old! Though the bridge is done being rebuilt, the holodeck is on and operational for the party. Wear Hawaiian to Lost Harbor!
(10:36:14 PM) CmdrTKirr is now known as CdrTKirr
(10:36:26 PM) VAdmBlackthorne has changed the topic to: Tonight we celebrate! Atlantis turns twelve years old! Though the bridge is NOT done being rebuilt, the holodeck is on and operational for the party. Wear Hawaiian to Lost Harbor!
(10:37:18 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: Questions? Who'd have a question about a party?!
(10:37:23 PM) Cubit: *pulls out a drink umbrella for the trip to Lost Harbor*
(10:37:36 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: Will there be booze?
(10:37:43 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: Quit asking dumb questions.
(10:37:52 PM) CdrTKirr: You never specified, sir.
(10:37:55 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: BEGIN PARTY
(10:37:57 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: BEGIN PARTY
(10:37:58 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: BEGIN PARTY
(10:38:19 PM) AdmACZuriyev [Mibbit@dm-13427.justsell.com] entered the room.
(10:38:27 PM) Rubix: :: Doing a tiny Charleston on the dancefloor::
(10:38:47 PM) CdrTKirr: :: slips on a yellow sundress and twirls experimentally in the mirror ::
(10:39:08 PM) LtCmdrBusard: :: Percy, of course, is sitting at the bar once more in her standard floral dress and pin-curled hair::
(10:39:22 PM) RyanCarter: ::heading to the Holodeck wearing a hawaiian shirt, over his t-shirt, khakis, and sandals.
(10:39:25 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: *dons a Hawaiian shirt and straw hat*
(10:39:38 PM) RyanCarter: ::and can't forget the straw hat::
(10:40:28 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: :: heads down to T'Kirr's quarters and rings the chime ::
(10:40:29 PM) ColDougMcKnight: ::McKnight, for his part, hasn't quite made it off the beach yet. If the women could bring THEIR pets, it only seemed fair for Hobbes to have some space. Now, he's chasing the American short-hair around, trying to stop him from murdering the holographic seagulls.::
(10:41:24 PM) RyanCarter: ::enters the holodeck... can't believe the holodeck could fit so many people. It's like a TARDIS::
(10:41:24 PM) CdrTKirr: :: toes on low-heeled flipflops and bounces to the door, sliding it open and greeting Blackthorne with an eyebrow ::
(10:41:34 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: :: puts on her bikini top and grass skirt, looks in the mirror, swaps to hawaiian print shorts and tank top, sunglasses and white straw hat ::
(10:42:14 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: :: grins :: Now that's a sight for sore eyes.
(10:42:45 PM) Cubit: :: hitches a ride on Carre's hat brim using the drink umbrella for shade ::
(10:43:05 PM) CdrTKirr: :: takes Blackthorne's hand :: Ready?
(10:43:21 PM) CdrHarper: :: doesn't end up going with the Amelia Earhart getup this time around, what with the Luau theme, but is wearing a white sundress and about four leis as she enters Lost Harbor ::
(10:43:57 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: Wouldn't miss it. :: takes her hand, enters the turbolift, and direct it away from the CLANG CLANG BANG CRASH going on in the construction zone above ::
(10:43:58 PM) ColDougMcKnight: The Doctor> ::Drunkenly throws his arm around Carter's shoulders:: Check it out! I just invented the banana daquiri!
(10:44:19 PM) CdrTKirr: (( rofl ))
(10:44:23 PM) Rubix: :: Stops her adorable dancing as she notes the presence of...another tiny robot! She makes a hugely excited beeping sound and jumps up and down at the hat-brim::
(10:45:23 PM) RyanCarter: (LOL, nice)
(10:45:43 PM) ColDougMcKnight: ::Walks into the bar with Hobbes in tow, and places him on the bar:: Okay, now. You know how impressed I am with your ability to kill smaller creatures so long as you get the drop on them, but now, we're going to sit here, and enjoy some Calypso music. Jack! Any chance of a milk saucer?
(10:45:45 PM) LtThoros: ::saunters wearing sandals, shorts, Hawaiian shirt playing a yukalaylee::
(10:45:45 PM) CdrTKirr: (( Jump in, Thor! Have fun! ))
(10:45:46 PM) Cubit: :: Looks over the hat brim and pokes the umbrella at the strange robot, beeps a query ::
(10:46:00 PM) JackCahalan: I don't get too many feline customers, but let's see what I can do.
(10:46:33 PM) RyanCarter: ::taking it easy::
(10:46:35 PM) JackCahalan: :: rummages in the fridge, finds some milk, and pours it out for the cat ::
(10:46:45 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: :: ponders what fabulous concoction to drink this evening ::
(10:46:48 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: ::arrives in the holodeck with T'Kirr and they make their way to the bar ::
(10:47:08 PM) Rubix: :: Beeps a curious answer and tilts her bow-topped head slightly::
(10:47:48 PM) CdrTKirr: :: walks arm in arm with Blackthorne until they arrive at the bar, then slips hers out to sit ::
(10:48:00 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: Jack, a Tom Collins and an iced green tea please.
(10:48:12 PM) LtThoros: ::stops playing long enough to order a mai thai::
(10:48:12 PM) HobbesTheCat: :: Curiously shuffles the dish from side to side, as if deciding whether or not to tolerate its existence. But being a simple animal, the examination is brief, and soon, all four limbs nearly disappear under the cat's newly crouched body as he enjoys Jack's hospitality.::
(10:48:33 PM) JackCahalan: ::works up the Mai Thai, Tom Collins, and the iced tea::
(10:48:38 PM) LtCmdrBusard: :: Looks over at McKnight with a smile:: So how many gulls am I going to have resimulate? ::She pets Hobbes as he laps up milk::
(10:48:40 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: I'll have a golden margarita on the rocks and my wee friend here will have some olive oil, Jack.
(10:48:53 PM) JackCahalan: ::presents them:: There you are.
(10:48:57 PM) JackCahalan: Doc! Good to see you.
(10:49:29 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: :: brings the tall glass of iced green tea to T'Kirr :: Should be better this time. :: smirks ::
(10:49:33 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: Dont give away my tea recipe Jack, I trust you.
(10:49:39 PM) JackCahalan: :: mixes up a margarita ::
(10:49:47 PM) CdrTKirr: :: takes it from Jack and sips ::
(10:50:00 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: :: pings on his glass with a spoon ::
(10:50:01 PM) CdrTKirr: No surprises, just the way I like it.
(10:50:21 PM) CdrTKirr: ::turns, surprised ::
(10:50:35 PM) AdmACZuriyev: :: lurking in the back of the bar drinking vodka ::
(10:50:50 PM) JackCahalan: :: pours the margarita in a salt-rimmed glass for Carre ::
(10:50:52 PM) ColDougMcKnight: ...I have no idea what you're talking about. Hobbes, your honor has been impugned. Shame this woman with your righteous indignation.
(10:51:10 PM) HobbesTheCat: :: Lap lap lap::
(10:51:14 PM) LtCmdrBusard: :: Pet pet pet::
(10:51:17 PM) RyanCarter: ::sits down at the bar::
(10:51:18 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: Attention everyone! Not literally.
(10:51:26 PM) ColDougMcKnight: ...right, well done.
(10:51:35 PM) LtCmdrBusard: :: Looks up from her petting::
(10:51:40 PM) LtSyvek left the room.
(10:51:45 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: :: Looks at Blackthorne with interest ::
(10:51:59 PM) LtThoros: ::quits playing::
(10:52:28 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: Twelve years ago, this ship launched under the command of my father. Soon we'll launch again, going out into the black after a period of great hardship.
(10:52:55 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: Those times are past us and we will not dwell on them. We'll continue to honor the memories of those we lost by carrying on the traditions they died to defend.
(10:52:56 PM) ColDougMcKnight: ::Takes over the petting, even as he gives Blackthorne the majority of his attention::
(10:53:28 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: But it is now time to move on. Tonight, we celebrate twelve years of an amazing ship that has become our home.
(10:53:56 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: People aboard her have become our family.
(10:54:06 PM) CdrTKirr: :: blinks appreciatively from next to Blackthorne as she watches him ::
(10:54:55 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: Atlantis is more than a ship, and as we celebrate her renewal and birthday, let's drink to her future. :: raises a glass :: To Atlantis, sailing the boundless sea!
(10:55:32 PM) AdmACZuriyev: :: sips vodka and mutters :: My ship.
(10:55:53 PM) CdrTKirr: :: raises her tea :: To Atlantis. :: clinks her glass with Blackthorne's, then the nearest crew member's, which happens to be Carre's ::
(10:56:17 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: :: Raises her glass clinks with T'Kirr and drinks ::
(10:56:31 PM) CdrHarper: :: raises her pina coloda and clinks it with someone ::
(10:56:42 PM) LtCmdrBusard: :: Clinks her glass against Hobbes' bowl, then McKnight's provided he allows it::
(10:56:49 PM) LtThoros: ::raises mai thai:: To Atlantis, a new home ::slams rest of mai thai::
(10:57:22 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: Now, a small order of business.
(10:57:23 PM) ColDougMcKnight: ::Quickly hits Jack up for a light beer, just so he has a glass to raise, which he does in toast to all those around:: And getting back up, no matter what the universe throws at her!
(10:57:29 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: Ensign Ryan Carter, come here.
(10:57:39 PM) Cubit: *beeps a cheer as a tube comes out and sips some olive oil*
(10:58:19 PM) JackCahalan: :: quickly provided said beer ::
(10:58:30 PM) CdrTKirr: :: sipping her tea, raises it to McKnight in acknowledgement ::
(10:58:59 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: And getting back up again! :: clinks with McKnight ::
(10:59:14 PM) CdrHarper: :: takes another celebratory drink of pina colada! :
(10:59:37 PM) JackCahalan: :: elbows Carter from behind the bar ::
(10:59:44 PM) Cubit: *makes an 'uh oh' tone*
(11:00:10 PM) Rubix: *Makes a curious "whirr" to Cubit's "uh oh"*
(11:00:11 PM) RyanCarter: ::steps up::
(11:00:25 PM) RyanCarter: :;wonders what he did to be singled out::
(11:00:37 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: Many people distinguished themselves with meritorious service during this past affair.
(11:01:10 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: There have already been a few promotions that have resulted.
(11:01:26 PM) RyanCarter: ::looking at the assembled crowd and then Blackthorne::
(11:01:42 PM) LtCmdrBusard: :: Gives him a thumbs up::
(11:01:51 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: Your brutally effective hacking of the Atlantis computer system was invaluable in our survival.
(11:02:13 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: And if I catch you doing it again I'll keelhaul you. :: chuckles ::
(11:02:13 PM) ColDougMcKnight: ::Shoots Syvek a discreet thumbs up as well before he looks back to Carter with a grin::
(11:02:33 PM) RyanCarter: ::laughs:: Thanks, I never thought hacking anything would win me praise.
(11:02:34 PM) LtSyvek [email@example.com] entered the room.
(11:02:47 PM) LtSyvek: :: fell out of the room, but simply nods to the Colonel ::
(11:03:00 PM) RyanCarter: ::doesn't mention that his previous hacks at the academy at elsewhere were mostly pranks or to screw with people::
(11:03:16 PM) RyanCarter: (( and elsewhere* ))
(11:03:47 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: Anyway, by the power vested in me by some damned fool, for your meritorious service I hereby promote you to the rank of Lieutenant, Junior Grade!
(11:04:04 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: :: pulls a set of Lt JG pips out of his pocket and pins them on Carter's hat ::
(11:04:28 PM) LtCmdrBusard: Woo!
(11:04:37 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: Of course, you know what this means.
(11:04:38 PM) RyanCarter: :: tips his hat to the audience :: I guess drinks are on me.
(11:04:52 PM) ColDougMcKnight: ::Launches right in with an enthusiastic round of clapping:: Great, kid! Don't get cocky!
(11:05:01 PM) CdrTKirr: :: raises her glass again :: To Lieutenant JG Carter. You might as well be promoted, because if you aren't, you'll probably hack into clearance anyway. It's simple logic, really.
(11:05:01 PM) RyanCarter: nope, what's this mean again?
(11:05:02 PM) LtThoros: :: claps loudly ::
(11:05:26 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: :: chuckles at T'Kirr and clinks glasses and drinks ::
(11:05:37 PM) AdmACZuriyev: It means, if I remember correctly, that you must Eat. A. Bug.
(11:05:44 PM) LtCmdrBusard: EAT A BUG!
(11:05:50 PM) RyanCarter: Eat a bug?
(11:06:17 PM) ColDougMcKnight: ::Grins:: Eat a bug!
(11:06:18 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: The Admiral is correct, some traditions don't die. Eat a bug!
(11:06:22 PM) LtThoros: :: wonders why a bug ::
(11:06:22 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: :: Eyes Zuriyev to gauge his reaction to being called 'some damned fool', smiles and claps for Carter :: Eat a bug!
(11:06:28 PM) RyanCarter: you mean like a real bug?
(11:06:40 PM) JackCahalan: :: produces a platter from behind the bar, squirming with a vast selection of bugs ::
(11:06:42 PM) JackCahalan: Your choice!
(11:07:08 PM) AdmACZuriyev: :: has been called worse ::
(11:07:35 PM) RyanCarter: ::surveys the platter:: There any condiments? Not even dipped in chocolate or anything? Just eat it while it's still moving around?
(11:07:45 PM) LtThoros: Be a manly man and eat the biggest!
(11:07:45 PM) HobbesTheCat: ::If Carter wusses out, he's totally got his eye on a few::
(11:07:49 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: Klingon style. :: grins ::
(11:08:04 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: Feel free to chase it with booze though.
(11:08:42 PM) Cubit: *whirrs and points to a wriggly one*
(11:08:44 PM) CdrHarper: :: didn't even eat a bug and chases it with booze ::
(11:08:49 PM) RyanCarter: ::grabs the big termite looking one, it lunges out of his hand but catches it before it jumps into the crowd::
(11:08:51 PM) CdrTKirr: :: just watches, not sure if she's amused or not ::
(11:09:40 PM) RyanCarter: ::staring at the termite eye to eyes:: Well... I did worse at the Academy... :;bites the head off, spits it out, and shoves the rest of the slimy body in his mouth::
(11:09:59 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: :: cheers ::
(11:10:29 PM) AdmACZuriyev: :: claps loudly ::
(11:10:30 PM) HobbesTheCat: Raknar> ::Grins approvingly, given Klingon style has been mentioned:: Very good, Lieutenant! True glory can be found only with a bug that shall fight you all the way down!
(11:10:32 PM) LtCmdrBusard: :: claps and cheers::
(11:10:55 PM) RyanCarter: :: crunch crunch crunch, spits half a leg out :: Jesus... tastes like day old prawns... :;swallows and coughs::
(11:11:06 PM) ColDougMcKnight: ::Keeps clapping, and maybe even throws in the odd hoot and holler::
(11:11:11 PM) LtThoros: :: cheers :: Skal! ::claps::
(11:11:15 PM) JackCahalan: :: quickly produces a drink for the poor man ::
(11:11:20 PM) CdrTKirr: :: puts her drink on the bar and claps ::
(11:11:20 PM) JackCahalan: Chase it with that!
(11:11:25 PM) RyanCarter: :;raises his arms in victory::
(11:11:38 PM) LtCmdrBusard: (Is it Bugjuice? :-D)
(11:11:38 PM) RyanCarter: ::takes the drink and downs it, has no idea what it is::
(11:11:39 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: :: smiling and clapping proudly ::
(11:11:51 PM) JackCahalan: :: it was everclear ::
(11:12:19 PM) LtCmdrBusard: (Oh wow)
(11:12:38 PM) JackCahalan: :: has a bit of a mischievous streak ::
(11:13:03 PM) RyanCarter: ::coughs:: Holy shit, what was this? ::looking at the empty cup::
(11:13:21 PM) JackCahalan: Everclear. :: smirks ::
(11:13:23 PM) RyanCarter: :: slaps his chest :: Goddamn, I say, goddamn...
(11:13:41 PM) LtCmdrBusard: Goddamnit, Jack. No killing my engineers!
(11:13:45 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: Next up, Lt. Thoroddsstadhur, come up here!
(11:13:51 PM) JackCahalan: It'll put hair on his chest.
(11:14:08 PM) LtCmdrBusard: Yeah, death tends to do that eventually.
(11:14:09 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: :: says it right too ::
(11:14:10 PM) CdrTKirr: :: picks up her tea again, watching and smelling Carter's drink, wondering why people do such things to each other ::
(11:14:11 PM) LtThoros: :: walks up ::
(11:14:21 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: :: also puts his empty glass on the bar, which Jack fills up :::
(11:14:37 PM) ColDougMcKnight: Well put, Carter! Jack, throw a little of that my way. Maybe with a little fruit punch for flavor.
(11:14:46 PM) RyanCarter: ::steps down and back into the crowd::
(11:14:56 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: I'd like to introduce you all to the first of many new faces you'll see around here, Second Lieutenant Ulic Thoroddsstadhur, joining our Security department!
(11:15:09 PM) JackCahalan: :: starts mixing up some potent fruit punch ::
(11:15:31 PM) LtSyvek: :: nods to the new Marine ::
(11:16:35 PM) LtCmdrBusard: :: Waves at the new marine, then looks somewhat coyly at McKnight.:: Damn, and here I was hoping to get a dance out of you. Can't do that if you can't stand.
(11:16:51 PM) CdrTKirr: :: nods to him, having read his file before his arrival :: Lieutenant. Welcome.
(11:17:02 PM) LtThoros: Hello everyone.
(11:17:04 PM) JackCahalan: :: after some blending and chopping, he puts a bowl of fruit punch on the bar, with lots of tropical fruit floating in it ::
(11:17:25 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: The lieutenant hails from Iceland, I believe?
(11:17:26 PM) ColDougMcKnight: ::Rises from his seat, leaving Hobbes to his own devices for a moment:: Welcome aboard, ensign. It's good, knowing we can trust our new arrivals again. And you can trust us to give you a warm welcome. We hope you come to see this place as home for a good long time to come.
(11:17:35 PM) LtThoros: I'm glad to be a part of Atlantis and hope that my time here will be a rewarding experience.
(11:17:52 PM) ColDougMcKnight: ::Oh, and as for Percy, he just favors her with a cocky half smile::
(11:18:08 PM) ColDougMcKnight: (Damn smileys.)
(11:18:16 PM) CdrTKirr: :: is distracted by the punch and peers over at it, sniffing ::
(11:19:10 PM) CdrHarper: :: having finished the pina colada, she eyes the punch, unsure ::\
(11:19:34 PM) ColDougMcKnight: ::Spoons himself out a cup of the stuff, conteplating rhe first sip appreciateively. It goes down deceptively easy, one reason you have to be careful with this stuff.::
(11:21:22 PM) LtCmdrBusard: :: Notes that her coconut is now empty, and slams it on the bar:: Another strawberry daquiri, please?
(11:21:25 PM) CdrTKirr: :: finishes her tea and returns the glass to Jack, then makes herself a half-cup of the punch ::
(11:21:48 PM) JackCahalan: :: whips up the daquiri, smirking to himself as he watches T'Kirr get some punch ::
(11:21:49 PM) LtThoros: Yes
(11:21:53 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: :: claps him on the back :: Welcome aboard.
(11:22:22 PM) LtThoros: Thank you sir
(11:22:27 PM) CdrTKirr: :: sips experimentally, pauses, then sips again and distracts herself with the people around her ::
(11:22:47 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: Now, don't let me get in the way of your partying any longer. Let's celebrate a bright future! :: gestures to the band, who strikes up a tune ::
(11:23:08 PM) LtThoros: I'm from a small town called Stokkseyri
(11:23:33 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: You know, I've never been to Iceland. I'd like to see it sometime though.
(11:23:46 PM) CdrHarper: :: sees T'Kirr get the punch, figures it must be okay, grabs a cupful ::
(11:24:16 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: :: Sips her drink, tries not to laugh at Harper ::
(11:24:37 PM) LtThoros: It's a beautiful country, but I hope you like cold weather.
(11:24:44 PM) CdrHarper: :: takes a drink of the punch and sits down next to Carre :: Doc! This is good! Have you tried it?
(11:24:50 PM) CdrTKirr: :: shivers just thinking about it ::
(11:25:16 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: :: chuckles :: I suppose it's not called Iceland for the warm beaches.
(11:25:20 PM) CdrTKirr: :: listens with interest to the band ::
(11:25:53 PM) LtThoros: funny part is Greenland is the cold one.
(11:26:11 PM) RyanCarter: ::notices the punch and gets some as well::
(11:26:11 PM) ColDougMcKnight: ::Grins as he imagines the surprise Harper may be in for later, and resumes his seat next to Hobbes, seeing as Blackthorne has the new guy occupied ably for the moment:: There, see? Not even seeing double yet.
(11:26:50 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: Now I've been there.
(11:26:56 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: Academy survival training.
(11:27:13 PM) LtCmdrBusard: :: Chuckles:: I should hope not. Knowing you, you'd make some joke about twins then.
(11:27:53 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: :: turns to T'Kirr, surprised to see her with punch ::
(11:28:15 PM) LtThoros: Once a year my family would go there to hunt sea lions
(11:29:09 PM) CdrHarper: :: having finished a cup of punch, she has another :: Roxy! Try this! It's to live for!
(11:29:35 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: :: Eyes Harper :: I saw what Jack put in it, so no, I wont be having any. I do expect to see you at some point in the morning though.
(11:29:40 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: That tradition must go way back.
(11:29:54 PM) CdrHarper: Wait what did he put in this.
(11:30:23 PM) CdrTKirr: :: sips, watching the band ::
(11:30:35 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: Nothing lethal. You'll be wishing it was at some point though. :: grins ::
(11:30:49 PM) CdrHarper: :: eyes the cup :: No more. After this one.
(11:30:57 PM) LtThoros: Since the vikings settled Iceland.
(11:30:59 PM) ColDougMcKnight: ::Chuckles:: I'm an ass, Percy, not a boor. There's a difference, I'm sure...pretty sure.
(11:31:44 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: We have all this free time, we should kidnap Percy and have her work on our project.
(11:31:48 PM) LtCmdrBusard: Well, sure. One's a description of you, and the other's a pig.
(11:32:03 PM) LtCmdrBusard: Wait, hmm....
(11:32:04 PM) CdrHarper: :: blinks :: OH yes yes yes we should.
(11:32:08 PM) LtCmdrBusard: :: Smirks::
(11:32:32 PM) LtThoros: Enough talk of ice and cold sir. Isn't this a party?
(11:32:36 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: Indeed it is!
(11:32:41 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: Might actually have time to do some testing before we head out. :: smirks :: Stress testing!
(11:33:02 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: :: takes T'Kirr's hand :: Would you like to dance?
(11:33:10 PM) ColDougMcKnight: ::Pets Hobbes meaningfully:: Hey, now. I'm well aware why you REALLY spend all that time in my quarters. Don't make me cut you off.
(11:33:11 PM) LtThoros: Well if you don't mind I would like to have myself somewhere near drunk before the night is out.
(11:33:28 PM) LtCmdrBusard: :: Looks shocked:: Oh no! Not Hobbes!
(11:33:30 PM) CdrHarper: Stress testing ish importance!
(11:33:37 PM) LtThoros: :: heads to the bar ::
(11:33:46 PM) CdrTKirr: :: tears her attention from the band and looks at Blackthorne, taking a second longer than she should for his words to sink in, then hops off the barstool and sets her drink down ::
(11:33:50 PM) CdrHarper: What did I jusht say.
(11:33:51 PM) HobbesTheCat: ::Looks up in confusion:: Meer?
(11:34:17 PM) LtCmdrBusard: Unless you meant that other thing. In which case, go ahead and try.
(11:34:20 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: Stress testing is important. :: tops off Harpers cup ::
(11:34:26 PM) LtCmdrBusard: :: Grins deviously::
(11:34:30 PM) CdrHarper: No wait I shaid no more of the punch.
(11:34:45 PM) LtThoros: :: orders the punch ::
(11:35:00 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: Oh? :: tries to look confused :: I was sure you asked for more...
(11:35:05 PM) JackCahalan: :: scoops out a big cupfull of punch for the big Viking ::
(11:35:20 PM) ColDougMcKnight: Hey, hey. That's a blatant attempt to trick me into actually saying something a pig would, and I won't have it.
(11:35:23 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: :: puts his drink down and leads T'Kirr to the dance floor as the band starts to play a 1930's jazz number ::
(11:35:51 PM) LtCmdrBusard: :: Chuckles:: Oh, fine fine.
(11:35:54 PM) CdrTKirr: I'm unfamiliar with this dance.
(11:36:04 PM) Cubit: *eyes Carre, then Harper, Harpers punch "doom tone"*
(11:36:05 PM) LtCmdrBusard: :: Grabs his hand:: Come on, let's dance.
(11:36:11 PM) CdrHarper: :: looks around at the dancing and doesn't see the airman who always confused her for Amelia Earhart, shrugs :: No I shaid no more boooze.
(11:36:41 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: Truthfully, so am I, but that's not the point.
(11:36:42 PM) Rubix: :: patters over and looks over Cubit's shoulder::
(11:37:12 PM) LtThoros: :: wonders why it smells like the alcohol in the steripads but drinks anyway ::
(11:37:12 PM) ColDougMcKnight: ::Makes a show of going with exasperation:: Fine, fine. I suppose I've been known to cut a rug or two in my-
(11:37:18 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: Alright, no more then. You have any off-days this week? Stress test-a-thon.
(11:37:22 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: :: wraps an arm around her waist, takes her hand in another, and starts dancing something that fits the tempo ::
(11:37:33 PM) CdrHarper: Yesh, not much for the pilotsh to do
(11:37:41 PM) HobbesTheCat: ::The Hobbes wqill not be ignored! Cue 10 pounds of feline launching itself through the air and onto McKnight's shoulders::
(11:37:53 PM) CdrTKirr: ::shrugs and follows the beat as best she can, twirling lazily in her yellow sundress ::
(11:38:04 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: Great, we'll do something day after tomorrow then.
(11:38:21 PM) CdrHarper: Tomorrow I may throw up on you, but who cares!!!
(11:38:34 PM) Rubix: Oh come on Hobbes! You have to share! We'll totally pet you twice as much when we get back.
(11:38:43 PM) Rubix: (Pretend that was the Percy name)
(11:39:07 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: :: Spys Harpers fan :: Amelia! Heres your friend! :: waves at the airman ::
(11:39:23 PM) CdrHarper: Nononono don't call him over oh no.
(11:39:47 PM) CdrHarper: I'm not even dreshed the part!
(11:39:48 PM) ColDougMcKnight: ::Smiles, despite the discomfort of Hobbes finding purchase:: Jack, need a little help here.
(11:40:00 PM) JackCahalan: Right right. :: extracts the cat ::
(11:40:08 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: Harpers airman > I've been looking for you! Dance? :: Grabs her hand and starts dragging her to the dance floor ::
(11:40:20 PM) CdrHarper: :: dragged off :: Oh hi! How have you been!?
(11:40:44 PM) ColDougMcKnight: Thank you kindly. There's a real tip in it if you take good care of him. We'll be back in a minute.
(11:40:51 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: :: Laughs to herself ::
(11:41:04 PM) JackCahalan: :: somehow produces a catnip ball and puts it behind the bar with the cat ::
(11:41:20 PM) LtThoros: :: continues ordering punch ::
(11:41:52 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: Harpers airman > I keep trying to look you up but I cant find any 'Amelia's' in the directory.
(11:41:52 PM) HobbesTheCat: ::Sniff, sniff. Finds catnip ball on the floor. Death from above!::
(11:41:53 PM) JackCahalan: Boy you can hold your liquor there, Ulic.
(11:42:01 PM) LtCmdrBusard: :: Smiles thankfully at Jack, then prances off onto the dance floor with her mister::
(11:42:26 PM) CdrHarper: Oh my number is unlishted!
(11:42:38 PM) LtThoros: :: wonders why there is a gorilla behind the bar talking to him :: sure thing mr gorilla!
(11:42:54 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: ACTION> The band switches to a slow song with a crooner.
(11:43:11 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: :: Motions to Jack for a refill ::
(11:43:15 PM) CdrTKirr: :: slows her dancing, glad to slow the room down with it ::
(11:43:31 PM) LtCmdrBusard: :: Grins at McKnight:: You gonna run off after the Mexican waitress again now?
(11:43:43 PM) JackCahalan: :: whips up another margarita :: What did you do to poor Kate, Roxy?
(11:43:45 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: Harpers airman > :: Snuggles up close to Harper ::
(11:43:57 PM) CdrHarper: :: finds herself in a slow dance as the room keeps spinning ::
(11:44:05 PM) LtThoros: :: orders more punch ::
(11:44:17 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: Me? It was your punch, that really should be illegal you know. :: laughs ::
(11:44:17 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: :: pulls T'Kirr close :: (w) This is better, I think.
(11:44:27 PM) JackCahalan: But it's fun!
(11:44:31 PM) HobbesTheCat: ::Sniffs delicately:: Absolutely not. And if you must know, her father is from Seville!
(11:44:50 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: (eloquent cat!)
(11:44:50 PM) HobbesTheCat: (Pretend McKnight said that.)
(11:44:52 PM) CdrTKirr: Agreed. You know what?
(11:44:56 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: What's that?
(11:45:09 PM) CdrTKirr: I don't think that was normal punch.
(11:45:10 PM) CdrHarper: You know you have a nice shtomach.
(11:45:23 PM) RyanCarter: ( Is it Vic Fontane? )
(11:45:24 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: I guarantee it.
(11:45:36 PM) CdrTKirr: :: blinks at Blackthorne :: What?
(11:45:38 PM) LtCmdrBusard: ...Was he a barber?
(11:45:57 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: Party punches are made to... lubricate the party.
(11:46:07 PM) Cubit: *bows to Rubix and beeps 'dance'?*
(11:46:18 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: (oh god cuteness overload!)
(11:46:31 PM) Rubix: :: Beeps happily, and begins dancing with Cubit::
(11:46:33 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: Harpers airman > Are you trying to pick me up? Because I'm totally willing....
(11:46:40 PM) CdrTKirr: Lubri-- :: ponders :: As in making people do things more easily. I suppose that's a fitting term to use.
(11:46:56 PM) CdrTKirr: (( Can I take them home? ))
(11:46:57 PM) ColDougMcKnight: You'd have to ask her. I'm not that thorough.
(11:47:13 PM) CdrHarper: Whaaaat? I'm not that kind of girl!
(11:47:28 PM) CdrTKirr: :: stumbles ::
(11:47:34 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: Harpers airman > I'm totally that kind of guy!
(11:47:35 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: :: catches her ::
(11:47:44 PM) CdrTKirr: Although it doesn't make people walk easier, so maybe not so fitting.
(11:48:19 PM) CdrHarper: Nononono you'll have to do it right, Mishter.
(11:48:30 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: Would you like to sit down?
(11:48:44 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: Harpers airman > C'mon baby, I'll show you my 6 pack. :: waggles eyebrows ::
(11:48:53 PM) CdrTKirr: :: lays her head on Blackthorne's shoulder :: Just let me know when the flying saucers invade, okay?
(11:48:54 PM) LtCmdrBusard: ...Right. ::Rests her chin on his shoulder::
(11:49:16 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: Don't worry, I'm the President. :: pulls her in to steady her as they dance ::
(11:49:25 PM) CdrHarper: I shaw it already!
(11:49:52 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: (Anyone object to pausing at the hour?)
(11:50:05 PM) ColDougMcKnight: (Nah.)
(11:50:07 PM) CdrTKirr: :: pulls away from Blackthorne suddenly, seemingly alarmed ::
(11:50:17 PM) CdrTKirr: (( Oh well, crap ))
(11:50:21 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: What's the matter?
(11:50:33 PM) CdrTKirr: (( Oh, 10min, nm ))
(11:50:49 PM) CdrTKirr: Security! :: a little too loudly ::
(11:51:01 PM) CdrTKirr: :: turns, locating McKnight ::
(11:51:12 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: :: blinks, wondering what she's on about ::
(11:51:13 PM) LtThoros: ::head snaps around to see who was yelling::
(11:51:13 PM) LtCmdrBusard: :: Looks up:: Eh?
(11:51:22 PM) ColDougMcKnight: ::Looks up, a little confused:: Present.
(11:51:58 PM) CdrTKirr: :: walks in a wavy line over to him :: The aliens! They're gonna attack soon. Be ready!
(11:52:14 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: :: facepalms and walks over to collect T'Kirr ::
(11:52:33 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: :: Overhears T'Kirr and tries to hide her laughter ::
(11:52:41 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: Don't worry about it, holodeck program combined with punch.
(11:52:41 PM) LtCmdrBusard: :: Eyebrow quirk:: Are you drunk? You're drunk aren't you.
(11:52:48 PM) LtCmdrBusard: Thought so.
(11:52:52 PM) CdrHarper: Shee's drunker than mee.
(11:53:04 PM) CdrTKirr: :: is collected but continues to point at McKnight :: Watch out, they can turn you into a pig!
(11:53:13 PM) ColDougMcKnight: Don't worry. Pretty sure coffee scares them off, if it's strong and black enough.
(11:53:14 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: :: can't help but laugh :: It's true.
(11:53:32 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: :: covers her face with her hands and laughs uproariously ::
(11:53:32 PM) LtCmdrBusard: Also, tylenol.
(11:54:04 PM) CdrHarper: :: the dance ends and she falls back into the seat next to Carre with her drink ::
(11:54:05 PM) ColDougMcKnight: ::Doesn't bother to stifle his own laugh:: Damn good thing I knew what I was getting into. When Jack spikes the punch, he doesn't screw around.
(11:54:13 PM) CdrTKirr: :: seems to forget McKnight and regards Blackthorne with as much seriousness possible :: You're the President, you can stop them. Don't let them pig McKnight.
(11:54:35 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: Welcome back Amelia. :: laughs some more ::
(11:54:40 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: Don't worry, I won't! No one turns my marines into pigs on THIS president's watch!
(11:54:42 PM) LtCmdrBusard: Oh, don't worry, he already i-
(11:54:52 PM) CdrHarper: I am gonna getchoo for that!
(11:55:15 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: Harpers airman > One more Amelia?
(11:55:30 PM) CdrHarper: I need a resht! You wore me out!
(11:55:38 PM) ColDougMcKnight: ::Elbows her in the gut:: Quiet, honey. You're making the president look ineffectual.
(11:55:52 PM) LtCmdrBusard: Uh oh. That make me a commie?
(11:55:55 PM) CdrHarper: And more punch.... :: drinks her drink ::
(11:56:03 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: Harpers airman > Maybe later then. :: wanders off ::
(11:56:13 PM) CdrTKirr: :: pushes at Blackthorne's chest :: But remember? Last time, they took you to the really tall alien and... what was his name? He didn't like you very much.
(11:56:49 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: Yes but we ended up sharing cigars and brandy, so it worked out okay. C'mon, let's get you home.
(11:57:01 PM) Cubit: *tones "thank you" to Rubix*
(11:57:17 PM) CdrTKirr: But... cigars aren't good for you... :: is moved ::
(11:57:29 PM) Rubix: :: curtsies, then runs over to Hobbes and tries to hop on his back::
(11:57:29 PM) CdrHarper: :: gestures shakily to Carre :: Roxieee, you're gonna pay! Holomen aren't ash fun!
(11:57:44 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: Neither is Jack's punch!
(11:58:16 PM) CdrTKirr: It's not the punch's fault... lubrication is good sometimes, bad other times.
(11:58:28 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: :: grins wickedly at Kate :: Yeah I know, I'll see you in the morning, not to early but come by I'll cure ya.
(11:58:29 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: :: smirks :: Indeed. :: ushers her out the door ::
(11:58:52 PM) CdrHarper: Thank you. :: falls asleep on the table ::
(11:58:53 PM) CdrTKirr: But... :: points at the door as she is walked :: I left my punch on the bar ::
(11:59:00 PM) HobbesTheCat: ::Fails to immediately notice. But he's still pouncing this way and that as he flings the catnip around, so Rubix better hold on for dear life!::
(11:59:03 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: You don't need any more punch, dear.
(11:59:06 PM) CdrTKirr: I didn't say good night to anyone.
(11:59:31 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: :: ducks back in the door a moment :: Go ahead!
(11:59:43 PM) LtCmdrBusard: ::Noting that people seem to finding themselves a place for the night:: So...you wanna ditch this party? I haven't given you the grand tour of the ranch yet.
(11:59:49 PM) CdrTKirr: Um... :: raises voice some :: Good night, Atlantis!
(11:59:59 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: Night!
(12:00:06 AM) ColDougMcKnight: Sounds good. Good night, T'Kirr!
(12:00:11 AM) LtCmdrBusard: I can even find a comfy pillow for Hobbes to sweeten the deal. :: Smiles::
(12:00:17 AM) LtThoros: Good night!
(12:00:28 AM) CdrTKirr: :: seems to forget the other people and starts walking again ::
(12:00:37 AM) VAdmBlackthorne: :: ushers her on out toward the turbolift ::
(12:00:44 AM) CdrTKirr: Do you think the aliens know where our quarters is?
(12:00:54 AM) Rubix: :: Holding on for dear life!::
(12:00:56 AM) VAdmBlackthorne: No, they don't, they're hidden.
(12:01:42 AM) DrRoxanneCarre: :: puts on her hat, puts cubit on the brim, wraps one of Kates arms around her neck :: Transporter room, two to beam to Harpers quarters.
(12:01:54 AM) VAdmBlackthorne: PAUSE SIM (and party)
(12:01:55 AM) VAdmBlackthorne: PAUSE SIM (and party)
(12:01:55 AM) VAdmBlackthorne: PAUSE SIM (and party)
(12:02:20 AM) CdrTKirr: :: pauses ::
(12:02:44 AM) Cubit: :: standby tone ::
(12:02:46 AM) Rubix: ::pauses::
(12:02:53 AM) DrRoxanneCarre: :: pauses ::
(12:02:54 AM) CdrHarper: ::sleeps::
(12:02:56 AM) LtCmdrBusard: :: pauses::
(12:03:00 AM) RyanCarter: ::paused::
(12:03:03 AM) ColDougMcKnight: ::Paused::
(12:03:07 AM) CdrTKirr: Damn it, Jack, you got the Vulcan drunk again.
(12:03:23 AM) LtCmdrBusard: He likes doing that.
(12:03:25 AM) VAdmBlackthorne: Mission accomplished. :: evil grin ::
(12:03:36 AM) JackCahalan: What me?
(12:03:44 AM) JackCahalan: I just put a bowl of punch on the bar!
(12:03:58 AM) CdrTKirr: :: mumbles about Betazoids ::
(12:04:32 AM) LtSyvek: The alcohol content was obvious. Drinking such a libation would be illogical.
(12:04:57 AM) CdrTKirr: Get out of here, Syvek
(12:04:58 AM) ColDougMcKnight: our face is illogical, poindexter!
(12:05:02 AM) LtSyvek left the room.
(12:05:03 AM) LtCmdrBusard: Screw logic! This is a party!
(12:05:10 AM) ColDougMcKnight: Your face, even.
(12:05:10 AM) LtCmdrBusard: Hahaha
(12:05:12 AM) Cubit left the room (quit: Exit: http://www.mibbit.com ajax IRC Client).
(12:05:33 AM) Rubix: *yawns and pitter patters out of the room*
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(12:05:42 AM) DrRoxanneCarre: Cures in my office in the morning...
(12:05:44 AM) VAdmBlackthorne: That was a great party to welcome the ship into her thirteenth year. :)
(12:06:53 AM) AdmACZuriyev: Better take better care of her, no more destroyed bridges on my ship please.
(12:07:13 AM) RyanCarter: alright, time for me to go eat some dinner, cya guys next week!
(12:07:17 AM) VAdmBlackthorne: Night Glenn!
(12:07:27 AM) VAdmBlackthorne: Congratulations on the promotion!
(12:07:30 AM) DrRoxanneCarre: Night guys
(12:07:37 AM) DrRoxanneCarre: Welcome and grats!
(12:07:42 AM) RyanCarter: Thanks. :)
(12:07:45 AM) RyanCarter: was a tasty bug
(12:07:51 AM) DrRoxanneCarre: :p
(12:07:56 AM) VAdmBlackthorne: Slimy, yet satisfying.
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(12:08:10 AM) RyanCarter: hehe, cya next week guys.
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(12:08:19 AM) LtCmdrBusard: Later guys!
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