Conversation with #ussatlantis at 6/29/2011 9:40:44 PM on (irc)

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(9:40:44 PM) ChanServ has changed the topic to: Last time, we managed to explain pretty clearly to our reluctant hosts precisely what the problem was. Now, we get to try and sell them a solution, and deal with any potential backlash from that.
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(9:58:58 PM) CdrTKirr [] entered the room.
(9:59:02 PM) LtKuari [] entered the room.
(10:00:36 PM) CdrHarper [] entered the room.
(10:02:08 PM) ColDougMcKnight [] entered the room.
(10:02:14 PM) ColDougMcKnight: Evening!
(10:02:32 PM) ColDougMcKnight: Rachel will be along in a few minutes. She's just finishing up something.
(10:03:05 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: Hello!
(10:03:19 PM) CdrTKirr: Heya
(10:04:44 PM) ColDougMcKnight: Oh, log up by the way.
(10:05:00 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: Yeah, leaving a comment now. Love it!
(10:05:10 PM) ColDougMcKnight: Thanks.
(10:05:45 PM) CdrTKirr: Haven't had a chance to read it yet
(10:06:57 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: Comment
(10:07:02 PM) ColDougMcKnight: I actually forgot to throw in a line about how he's thinking he may have to reconsider his thoughts on the tactical effectiveness of the fighter wing after that...but even so, I'd say Harper got her props.
(10:07:45 PM) CdrHarper: I can't imagine a Marine ever conceding that point. :: grins ::
(10:07:57 PM) LtCmdrBusard [] entered the room.
(10:07:59 PM) CdrHarper: But yes, thank you.
(10:08:04 PM) LtCmdrBusard: Hoy all!
(10:08:08 PM) CdrTKirr: Hiya
(10:08:14 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: Hello!
(10:08:38 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: Mike, can you get on AIM? Gotta question
(10:08:58 PM) DrRoxanneCarre [] entered the room.
(10:09:06 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: Hiya Doc
(10:09:11 PM) LtCmdrBusard: Hey Carre!
(10:09:15 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: Hiyas!
(10:09:30 PM) ColDougMcKnight: Uno momento.
(10:09:33 PM) ColDougMcKnight: Also, evening doc.
(10:14:06 PM) mode (+o ColDougMcKnight) by VAdmBlackthorne
(10:14:57 PM) ColDougMcKnight has changed the topic to: So...chores are done, but we still have the keys, and mom and dad are nowhere to be found. Whatever shall we do?
(10:15:19 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: OMG party at Dougs place?!
(10:15:21 PM) LtCmdrBusard: PARTY
(10:15:31 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: Tsk tsk tsk.
(10:15:40 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: Hush you, you're not here!
(10:15:56 PM) LtCmdrBusard: Yeah! What she said!
(10:16:16 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: I'd better not come home to a trashed ship, underpants hanging off my chair, and an inexplicable statue of the Buddha on the bridge.
(10:16:27 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: *snicker*
(10:16:29 PM) ColDougMcKnight: Well...good luck to us all, then!
(10:16:34 PM) CdrTKirr: Omg did you just call me mom
(10:16:59 PM) ColDougMcKnight: Yes, yes. Go cry into your cardigan all you like.
(10:17:09 PM) LtCmdrBusard: Lmao T'Kirr in a cardigan
(10:17:18 PM) CdrTKirr: I... don't get the reference, but okay.
(10:17:46 PM) CdrHarper: I would call everyone to attention, but for the evening's activities, it would seem a bit excessive, yes?
(10:17:50 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: Stop touching me!
(10:17:55 PM) CdrTKirr: A bit, yes.
(10:18:14 PM) LtCmdrBusard: :-P
(10:18:14 PM) ColDougMcKnight: Okay, then. I'll just skip to the next step.
(10:18:17 PM) ColDougMcKnight: BEGIN SIM
(10:18:20 PM) ColDougMcKnight: BEGIN SIM
(10:18:22 PM) ColDougMcKnight: BEGIN SIM
(10:19:19 PM) ColDougMcKnight: ::Strolls out onto the bridge, smiling at a PADD he's reading.:: Harper, give me shipwide, please.
(10:20:01 PM) CdrHarper: :: punches the button on the chair arm and nods ::
(10:20:49 PM) LtKuari: :: grooms in her quarters ::
(10:21:07 PM) ColDougMcKnight: ::Nods back as he places the PADD down on his chair and folds his arms:: Attention, this is your captain speaking. And I have an announcement to make.
(10:21:09 PM) LtKuari: :: specifically with her tongue ::
(10:21:39 PM) LtKuari: :: perks her ears up and listens ::
(10:21:55 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: :: listens for the announcement ::
(10:23:34 PM) ColDougMcKnight: +Atlantis+ I'd like you all to know that before Admiral Blackthorne left for his honeymoon, the two of us made a little deal. He agreed to bring me back a souvenier. Maybe the impression was just on my end, but I believe there was an unspoken agreement that said souvenier would not suck.
(10:24:03 PM) LtKuari: (rofl)
(10:24:17 PM) CdrHarper: :: laughs quietly ::
(10:24:53 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: :: grins, wondering what exotic thing will be the final choice ::
(10:25:29 PM) ColDougMcKnight: +Atlantis+ In return, I promised to take good care of his ship. Now as you might imagine, there was some concern of late that I might be unable to keep up my end of the bargain, what with that close call the other day. The paint was scratched, people. But I've just finished reading a report from engineering.
(10:26:05 PM) LtKuari: (Longest... broadcast... EVAR)
(10:26:17 PM) CdrHarper: :: feigns horror at the paint job ::
(10:26:22 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: :: stifles a yawn ::
(10:27:38 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: :: PADDS a memo that she is not to be disturbed unless it is a "Dire Emergency" for the next 24 hours :: Let someone else hold hands for a day.
(10:28:17 PM) LtCmdrBusard: (Oh noes! But Dire Emergencies have more hit dice!)
(10:28:32 PM) CdrHarper: (Clever, clever)
(10:29:09 PM) ColDougMcKnight: +Atlantis+ Commander Busard and her crew have finished their repair work ahead of schedule. My report to Starfleet Command did not make specific mention of damage. Now, just let Blackthorne prove it was there in the first place. So now, it's time for me to abuse my authority a little while I still have it.
(10:29:27 PM) LtCmdrBusard: :: Quirks an eyebrow as she listens::
(10:30:05 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: :: pays attention again ::
(10:30:51 PM) LtKuari: (Oh sweet, I'm being promoted! ^_^)
(10:31:12 PM) ColDougMcKnight: +Atlantis+ From now up until our arrival at Starbase Vinland 0900 tomorrow, consider the uniform code lifted. I hereby declare this Hawaiian Wednesday. Furthermore! There will be a proper celebration in Lost Harbor. All are welcome, as their duty shifts end, because this party does not stop until I say it does.
(10:31:44 PM) CdrHarper: :: smiles widely ::
(10:32:00 PM) LtCmdrBusard: :: Drops her wrench:: WOOOOO!
(10:32:11 PM) ColDougMcKnight: +Atlantis+ However, for those on hand to kiss ass as I know only Starfleet officers can, I will be sharing a bottle of my own private reserve. Rigellian whiskey, aged 2217. That is all.
(10:32:34 PM) ColDougMcKnight: ::Makes the "Kill it" gesture to Harper::
(10:32:51 PM) CdrHarper: :: cuts the comm :: Ohhhhhh my, I hope you do not regret that decision tomorrow.
(10:33:13 PM) LtCmdrBusard: :: Promptly dolls herself up:: If he doesn't have any left by the time I get there, he will PAY.
(10:33:17 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: :: makes 'kissing ass' plans ::
(10:33:39 PM) ColDougMcKnight: ::Grins:: It IS a big table.
(10:33:48 PM) LtKuari: :: pretty much focuses on the word party and decides to groom later ::
(10:34:20 PM) ColDougMcKnight: But hey, I'm the Marine Commandant. As far as the Vinland crew's concerned, I'm SUPPOSED to be in a bad mood.
(10:35:27 PM) CdrHarper: That is true. Still, I will ensure the auto pilot is locked in. We would not want drunken course changes to Risa in the middle of the night. Well, I would not mind so much.
(10:36:01 PM) ColDougMcKnight: ::Straightens his uniform one last time:: Your professionalism continues to be noted. Now if you'll excuse me, I have a ship function to attend. And I don't believe I'm dressed properly.
(10:36:23 PM) LtKuari: :: wonders if she can kiss ass without the whiskey as she exits her quarters, sporting a yellow Rucara-cut Hawaiian pattern top ::
(10:36:37 PM) CdrHarper: Nor am I, it would seem!
(10:38:24 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: :: finds a lovely blue print long dress in her wardrobe, is fairly certain its the closest thing to Hawaiian she has, so puts it on and heads for the party ::
(10:38:28 PM) JackCahalan [] entered the room.
(10:38:30 PM) LtKuari: :: sits in the lift, shifting uncomfortably, unused to the shirt ::
(10:39:18 PM) JackCahalan: :: Already in his bar in Lost Harbor, bright Hawaiian shirt and straw hat on, getting the place ready for the incoming crowd ::
(10:39:45 PM) LtCmdrBusard: :: Dons a beachy white dress with brightly colored accents, puts a tropical flower in her hair, and heads off to Lost Harbor::
(10:39:55 PM) LtKuari: :: pops into the holodeck with a bounce ::
(10:40:21 PM) ColDougMcKnight: Too true, Commander. Too true.
(10:40:28 PM) JackCahalan: :: directing his barback to get those damn coconuts chopped! ::
(10:41:00 PM) ColDougMcKnight: ::Steps onto the lift, pondering as it slides closed.:: Now then, what are the calling fashionably late these days...
(10:41:06 PM) ColDougMcKnight: (they)
(10:41:34 PM) CdrHarper: ::: heads into the lift :: I am not sure, but save me some of that whiskey.
(10:41:43 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: (Carre is always fashionably late!)
(10:43:48 PM) JackCahalan: :: wipes down the bar one last time and calls it ready ::
(10:43:50 PM) ColDougMcKnight: ::Grins:: I'll make sure to bring my phase pistol in a concealed holster. Even so, don't wait TOO long.
(10:44:12 PM) CdrHarper: Aye, captain! :: grins as she exits the lift and heads to her quarters ::
(10:44:12 PM) LtCmdrBusard: :: Steps into the program, and quickly finds a seat at the bar:: Hey Jack! What's the special today?
(10:44:56 PM) ColDougMcKnight: Oh, and if you can pull him away for a minute during the celebrations, ask Jack about what other good stuff he has in stock. I don't want those still on duty or otherwise indisposed left out completely. Tell him I'll do what I can to return the favor later on.
(10:45:08 PM) JackCahalan: Hello Persephone! Pina Coladas, or whatever you like, it's all special today!
(10:45:54 PM) CdrHarper: :: turns as she walks :: Will do. :: disappears into her quarters ::
(10:46:39 PM) LtCmdrBusard: Pina Colada it is, then. :: Smiles as she looks around the area::
(10:47:49 PM) JackCahalan: :: gestures at the barbacks who start working the pineapples ::
(10:48:06 PM) LtKuari: :: approaches the bar, her nose to the air :: I see pineapples!
(10:48:09 PM) CdrHarper: :: walks into her closet and looks around :: What is this Hawaiian anyway.
(10:48:23 PM) JackCahalan: Of course you see pineapples, Kuari!
(10:48:54 PM) LtKuari: May I have one? :: props herself onto the bar ::
(10:49:16 PM) JackCahalan: :: mixes up a pina colada in a coconut shell, garnishes with an umbrella and pineapple wedge, then presents it to Percy :: Of course!
(10:49:16 PM) ColDougMcKnight: ::Heading down to his own quarters, McKnight makes a beeline for his closet and considers briefly. He usually goes for a relatively subdued dark and light blue and white shirt, but this time, he's committed himself to unbending properly. So, it's a riot of reds, oranges, yellows, and pictures of little sailing boats. And flip flops!::
(10:49:36 PM) CdrHarper: +Roxy+ Harper to Carre.
(10:50:21 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: +Harper+ Yes Kate?
(10:50:39 PM) LtCmdrBusard: :: Takes the drink with a smile:: Thanks. :: Sips at it as she watches the tide come in.::
(10:50:46 PM) CdrHarper: +Carre+ Rox, what is this 'Hawaiian' anyway? At least in terms of dress?
(10:51:11 PM) ColDougMcKnight: ::Looks down to Hobbes as he pulls the shirt on:: What do you think, buddy? Wanna tag along? Being realistically, paying attention to you is probably the only thing that'll save half my people from worshipping the porcelain goddess tonight.
(10:51:23 PM) ColDougMcKnight: Hobbes> Meer?
(10:51:24 PM) JackCahalan: :: mixes up another PC in the other half coconut ::
(10:51:26 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: +Harper+ Think 'something I would wear on a beach'. Generally a loud print.
(10:51:49 PM) LtKuari: :: rotates an ear, listening to the comm ::
(10:52:07 PM) JackCahalan: +Carre+ Right. I will see what I have! Harper out.
(10:52:11 PM) JackCahalan: (DAMMIT)
(10:52:38 PM) ColDougMcKnight: ::Nods:: Fair enough. Be good, and there'll be gooshy food when we get back.
(10:52:42 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: :: snickers, knowing it will be interesting to see what Kate ends up wearing ::
(10:53:00 PM) JackCahalan left the room (quit: Exit: ajax IRC Client).
(10:53:10 PM) JackCahalan [] entered the room.
(10:53:20 PM) JackCahalan: (There, now Jack has a different browser window)
(10:53:42 PM) JackCahalan: :: serves Kuari with a pina colada :: There you are, my dear dragon.
(10:53:57 PM) CdrHarper: :: rummages ::
(10:54:09 PM) LtKuari: :: lifts a rear foot to the bartop as she reaches for the drink :: What's this? :: sniffs it ::
(10:54:20 PM) CdrHarper: :: walks over to the replicator :: Computer, I need Hawaiian dress.
(10:54:32 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: :: still giggling as she sidles up to the bar :: Hiya Jack!
(10:54:37 PM) JackCahalan: You wanted a pina colada, right?
(10:54:46 PM) JackCahalan: Hiya, Roxanne. How's Johnny?
(10:55:18 PM) CdrHarper: :: watches as a floral print bikini and grass skirt shimmers into existence :: What.
(10:55:33 PM) LtKuari: :: points to the quickly diminishing pile of fruit in the back :: A pineapple. I'll have this too, though.
(10:55:46 PM) LtKuari: :: picks up the drink and dumps it into her mouth and swallows ::
(10:55:51 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: :: smiles broadly :: Hes awesome as usual, thanks for asking. I'll have the usual with some of that nice fruit garnish.
(10:56:11 PM) JackCahalan: Oh, a whole pineapple! That I can do too. :: grabs one and tosses it to her ::
(10:56:57 PM) JackCahalan: :: grabs the tequila and triple sec, and mixes up Roxy's usual margarita on the rocks, shaken, with fresh lime juice, garnished with pineapple :: Here you are, m'dear.
(10:57:10 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: You're the best Jack!
(10:57:18 PM) LtKuari: :: instinctively catches the pineapple in her mouth and sets it down on the bartop ::
(10:58:02 PM) JackCahalan: So I'm told, so I'm told.
(10:58:03 PM) LtKuari: :: looks around at her increasingly growing group of friends and grins ::
(10:58:10 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: :: eyes Kuari :: You going to get that peeled or eating whole?
(10:58:35 PM) LtKuari: :: looks from Carre to the pineapple and sets down her empty glass :: Peeled?
(10:59:09 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: Generally the outer edge is removed if you're going to eat it. It probably wont hurt you however.
(10:59:21 PM) CdrHarper: :: puts it on :: Hm, this is a bit revealing, at least by Starfleet standards. :: chucks the grass skirt back into the recycler, thinking it ridiculous ::
(10:59:41 PM) LtKuari: Oh, I don't eat it, I remove it. :: bites down on the pineapple and begins to chew ::
(11:00:00 PM) CdrHarper: :: puts on a pair of khaki shorts and a white top over the bikini, tying the top at the midriff, then adds some sandals and heads to the party ::
(11:00:23 PM) JackCahalan: ::: watches in fascination as the pineapple is eaten ::
(11:00:32 PM) ColDougMcKnight: :: A few minutes later, Hobbes dives in past the holodeck entrance, chasing after a catnip toy. McKnight follows shortly thereafter, the promised bottle of Rigellian whiskey in hand. ::
(11:00:44 PM) LtKuari: :: rips off fruit with her teeth, leaving the tough rind ::
(11:00:47 PM) LtCmdrBusard: :: Chuckles lightly at Kuari, before spotting McKnight, and...::...Hobbes?!
(11:00:49 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: Well I guess it is a dragon sized apple. :: smiles ::
(11:01:10 PM) JackCahalan: :: wonders what she'd do with a coconut :;
(11:01:31 PM) LtCmdrBusard: :: Gets up and makes a beeline for the kitty!::
(11:02:20 PM) CdrHarper: :: enters Lost Harbor and finds Roxy :: How is this? :: poses ::
(11:02:26 PM) ColDougMcKnight: Jack! Got any of the special punch ready to go?
(11:02:30 PM) LtKuari: :: catches the cat's movement and locks on ::
(11:02:45 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: :: smiles :: Very beachy. Nice job!
(11:02:47 PM) JackCahalan: Of course! :: ducks under the bar and comes up with a giant freaking bowl ::
(11:03:08 PM) CdrHarper: When I asked for something Hawaiian the computer gave me this skirt made of leaves.
(11:03:28 PM) JackCahalan: :: the punch in the bowl is filled with slices of various fruit ::
(11:03:38 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: Yeah, thats the traditional skirt.
(11:03:57 PM) CdrHarper: It was patently ridiculous. But at least I got a nice bikini out of it, yes?
(11:03:58 PM) LtCmdrBusard: Hobbes! Hobbes! :: Holds out her hand:: Who wants pettins?
(11:04:09 PM) LtKuari: :: still watching the cat ::
(11:04:41 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: True, and the shorts and shirt make it viable for work wear. :: grins :: Some of the males may have a hard time registering your orders though.
(11:04:52 PM) LtCmdrBusard: :: Looks up at the cat's owner:: Oh, hi Doug. Heard you brought booze. Kitty!
(11:05:27 PM) ColDougMcKnight: Hobbes> ::Makes a low sort of shirping noise as he looks up at Percy's hand, evidently trying to gauge whether this new development is worth moving 2 feet. ::
(11:05:37 PM) ColDougMcKnight: (Sorry, chirping)
(11:05:43 PM) CdrHarper: I do not think I will have to give many orders tonight!
(11:06:30 PM) JackCahalan: Hang on there, Kathryn. :: cuts a white flower from a vase behind the bar and puts it in Kate's hair :: Much better.
(11:06:47 PM) LtKuari: :: makes the connection that THIS is the creature whose scent had been often found on McKnight, and for that reason does not chase him ::
(11:07:07 PM) ColDougMcKnight: :: Ladels himself a cup with some ice, and leaves the bottle in exchange. :: Watch it well, Jack. I left strict qualifications for drinking this stuff.
(11:07:29 PM) JackCahalan: Why, thank you Jack!
(11:07:32 PM) JackCahalan: askjldjflkasjdf
(11:07:52 PM) ColDougMcKnight: (It's funny, because it's not me tonight.)
(11:07:58 PM) JackCahalan: :: takes the precious bottle of whiskey and secures it :: Will do.
(11:08:28 PM) CdrHarper: :: preens the flower ::
(11:08:35 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: So any ass kissing ideas. I'm horrible at that stuff.
(11:08:39 PM) LtCmdrBusard: :: Closes the two feet and pets Hobbes:: Aww, whose a cuddly wuddly widdle kitty? :: Aaaand, promptly de-ages by about thirty-five years::
(11:09:02 PM) CdrHarper: Ah, you mean clown-nosing?
(11:09:40 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: No, that would be brown-nosing. Clown noses are large and red.
(11:09:52 PM) JackCahalan left the room (quit: Exit: ajax IRC Client).
(11:10:33 PM) CdrHarper: :: still messing with the flower :: Ah, but after enough drink, your nose will be red anyway, yes?
(11:10:37 PM) LtKuari: :: is jealous of the cat and turns back to her pineapple ::
(11:10:47 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: Jack, who is now consigned to this window because it's harder to fail at> :: hands Kuari a coconut :: Try this.
(11:11:30 PM) LtKuari: :: turns her attention to the new fruit and makes an effort to be polite and takes it in her hands ::
(11:11:54 PM) LtKuari: :: bites down and promptly realizes she shouldn't let go ::
(11:13:02 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: Jack> It's perfect, Kathryn, you can stop preening. :: smiles :: What'll you have?
(11:13:27 PM) CdrHarper: Oh! Um, right, what is in that bowl?
(11:13:36 PM) ColDougMcKnight: Hobbes> ::Begins to purr, before stopping short for a moment as he notices Kuari at the bar and her odd predicament. A moment later, he goes back to purring, and rolls over.::
(11:13:54 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: Jack> Punch. The ingredients are secret, but magical, I guarantee. It's made with love and care.
(11:14:07 PM) LtKuari: (magic edit, doesn't get through the coconut skin first go, just sort of gnaws on it for a while ::
(11:14:14 PM) ColDougMcKnight: Hey, Jack. Can I get some more of that secret ingredient over here?
(11:14:27 PM) CdrHarper: Then I will have some!
(11:14:29 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: :: mutters :: and guaranteed to knock you for a loop.
(11:14:48 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: Jack> :: scoops out some punch for McKnight and Harper, slides Kate's across the bar and walks one out to Doug ::
(11:15:04 PM) CdrHarper: Then you will be clown nosing for sure!
(11:15:13 PM) CdrHarper: :: sips at the punch :: Oh my.
(11:15:34 PM) LtKuari: (If I had a list of all of Harper's messups)
(11:16:31 PM) LtKuari: :: takes the challenging fruit in her mouth and moves to sit down below the bar so she can get a better grip on it and gnaws a bit harder ::
(11:16:33 PM) LtCmdrBusard: Bah! Too cute! :: Rubs Hobbes' belly for a few minutes, before realizing that she should PROBABLY pay some attention to his owner if she wants to continue this whole dating thing they've been doing. That in mind, she heads over to McKnight.:: So...I have to kiss your ass for a drink?
(11:18:08 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: Jack> :: watches Kuari eat the coconut with some amusement as he heads back ::
(11:18:13 PM) ColDougMcKnight: :: Chuckles. :: I guess I DID say something like that, didn't I?
(11:18:23 PM) CdrHarper: This punch is amazing.
(11:18:28 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: :: watches Kuari with interest ::
(11:18:33 PM) LtKuari: :: decidedly ignores the cat and finally bites down hard enough to puncture the coconut skin ::
(11:19:43 PM) LtCmdrBusard: :: Seems to contemplate, using Doug's beard to stroke as she does:: Hmm...whatever could I do...maybe this? :: And with that, she leans in and kisses him::
(11:20:26 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: Jack> Told you it was made with magic. And booze.
(11:20:55 PM) LtKuari: :: picks up the coconut and lets it drain into her mouth ::
(11:21:15 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: Jack> :: claps as Kuari defeats the coconut ;:
(11:21:19 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: :: grins at the dragons antics ::
(11:21:35 PM) LtKuari: (I killed it dead!)
(11:21:36 PM) ColDougMcKnight: :: Looks up toward the ceiling, seeming to do a bit of pondering of his own. :: Well...okay. But just for the record, cheating or not, that'll only work for her!
(11:22:28 PM) LtCmdrBusard: Yay! :: Hooks her arm around his, before looking briefly to Jack:: Guess that means I need another drink.
(11:22:30 PM) LtKuari: (Oh c'mon you know you want a big sloppy dragon kiss)
(11:22:57 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: Jack> Coming right up! :: grabs another half coconut and gets to mixing :;
(11:22:59 PM) LtCmdrBusard: (Well if he did that he'd also get a big sloppy kick to the balls, so there's that :-P)
(11:23:32 PM) LtKuari: :: waits until the coconut barely drips before standing back up and looking over the bar at Jack :: This fruit doesn't want to be eaten, does it? Tastes good, though!
(11:23:42 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: Jack> Kathryn, you simply must try one of these. ::: as he mixes the pina colada, he starts making another ::
(11:24:02 PM) LtKuari: (Wait, whose balls?)
(11:24:03 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: Jack> That's certainly one way of putting it. Did you scrape the inside out?
(11:24:21 PM) CdrHarper: :: watches with interest :: Drinks inside fruit. Marvelous!
(11:24:27 PM) LtKuari: (Oh I get it, wouldn't be McKnight's idea I'm sure!)
(11:24:31 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: :: notes the scotch is going to be cracked open :: Okay, time to see if this works. :: pulls a small tube out of her pocket and heads over to McKnight ::
(11:24:51 PM) LtKuari: The... um... :: looks down at the coconut :: Nope.
(11:25:56 PM) LtKuari: :: looks at Jack's half coconut to see what the inside looks like ::
(11:26:05 PM) LtCmdrBusard: :: Looks to Doug:: So...gonna crack the bottle? Or should we wait for more ass kissing?
(11:26:12 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: Jack> :: slides a coconut to Kate and then walks one over to Percy, full of delcious Pina Colada ::
(11:26:19 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: Hiya Percy! Hiya Doug! :: snaps to attention :: LtCmd Carre reporting for ass kissing duty as requested, Sir!
(11:26:53 PM) CdrHarper: :: eyes the drink and finishes the glass of punch ::
(11:26:57 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: (Cmdr)
(11:27:09 PM) ColDougMcKnight: ::Grins to Percy as her question is answered. Even so, he nods to Jack for the bottle:: Commander! What can I do for you?
(11:28:02 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: Jack> :: catches the look and cracks the bottle, then guesses at how many glasses based on the ass kissing he's seen ::
(11:28:12 PM) LtKuari: :: begins to fight with the coconut anew, attempting to bite more holes in a line and grasp it with claws to pry it apart ::
(11:28:23 PM) CdrHarper: :: sips at the PC :: Mmmm, fantastic.
(11:28:37 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: :: offers the small tube to McKnight :: A fine cigar for a job well done sir. From Mr. Carre's private stock. :: looks around carefully, and then whispers :: Blackthorne hasnt even had one of these.
(11:29:22 PM) LtKuari: (Don't think he's complaining atm)
(11:29:41 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: (yeah, hes whining...or he will be...bwhahaha)
(11:30:14 PM) ColDougMcKnight: ::Laughs as he takes it gratefully. He may not normally smoke, but the thought of Blackthorne's potential jealousy makes up for it.:: Okay, okay. Jack, she's definitely earned her scotch.
(11:30:21 PM) CdrHarper: :: sips at the drink while she watches the bottle of whiskey carefully ::
(11:30:27 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: So noted!
(11:30:31 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: Jack> ^
(11:30:37 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: :: cheers :: Drinks for meeee!
(11:31:19 PM) LtCmdrBusard: :: Laughs, looking from Carre to the bottle::
(11:31:44 PM) CdrHarper: :: finishes the PC and starts trying to scrape more coconut out ::
(11:33:17 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: Jack> You can have another, Kathryn, but I'd advise waiting.
(11:33:40 PM) LtKuari: :: gives up with the coconut, leaving it on the bartop, and walks over to the ocean ::
(11:33:41 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: I drink margaritas by choice, I'd go broke drinking scotch.
(11:33:51 PM) CdrHarper: :: puts the coconut down and looks at the bottle :: Right.
(11:35:20 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: Jack> :: pours a number of scotches corresponding to his guess ::
(11:36:57 PM) LtKuari: :: walks around in the suft a little, watching the party happily ::
(11:37:19 PM) ColDougMcKnight: :: Takes one for himself, naturally. :: So...I'm thinking a toast, before everyone's too far gone to hold a glass.
(11:37:52 PM) LtCmdrBusard: :: Takes one for herself:: Aw, but that's when all the FUN toasts are made.
(11:38:16 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: :: snags a glass ::
(11:38:31 PM) CdrHarper: :: takes a glass, since he promised! ::
(11:39:04 PM) LtKuari: :: hears the word 'toast' and watches the party, seeing they're about to have a moment and bounds back to the bar ::
(11:39:07 PM) ColDougMcKnight: :: Thinks for a moment, then grins. :: Okay, got it.
(11:39:45 PM) ColDougMcKnight: :: Raises his glass :: To the Prime Directive, and the forward thinking idealists who came up with it. Fuck you all!
(11:40:11 PM) CdrHarper: ::: starts laughing hysterically ::
(11:40:20 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: :: grins ::
(11:40:33 PM) LtCmdrBusard: Ha!
(11:41:11 PM) CdrHarper: :: realizes that punch was more magical than she thought ::
(11:42:24 PM) LtKuari: :: is present for the toast, but as his words go over her head and she doesn't have a glass, she just watches people tip theirs ::
(11:43:21 PM) CdrHarper: :: raises her glass :: Hear hear!
(11:44:06 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: :: raises her glass, eyeing Kate as she does so ::
(11:44:37 PM) CdrHarper: :: is a little wobbly ::
(11:45:46 PM) LtKuari: :: looks for the cat ::
(11:47:41 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: Jack> :: hesitantly takes a scotch for himself ::
(11:48:31 PM) ColDougMcKnight: Hobbes> ::Has found his way to a nearby table top, where he is curiously pawing peanuts off onto the floor::
(11:48:54 PM) LtCmdrBusard: :: Raises her glass, spotting Hobbes and smiling wider at the small pile of peanuts on the floor::
(11:49:36 PM) LtKuari: :: walks over to the cat to say hi ::
(11:50:26 PM) ColDougMcKnight: :: Notices he still has half his glass left. :: Honestly though, to whoever the hell makes bridge command chairs. Seriously, I'm thinking of having some of my marines dressing up as pirates to steal that thing and calling it a boarding drill.
(11:50:39 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: :: squints at Kuari, hoping she gets along with the cat ::
(11:50:45 PM) CdrHarper: :: grins, loved that chair ::
(11:51:18 PM) ColDougMcKnight: And I also declare this open toast night! If you've got one, let's hear it!
(11:51:28 PM) CdrHarper: :: samples the scotch and looks at it in amazement ::
(11:52:04 PM) ColDougMcKnight: Hobbes> ::Wanders over to the edge of the table to sniff at Kuari's snout curiously::
(11:52:21 PM) LtCmdrBusard: :: Downs the rest of her scotch, having fond memories of the chair for the brief amount of time she was in it::
(11:52:26 PM) LtKuari: :: sniffs back ::
(11:53:08 PM) CdrHarper: :: grabs a nearby holocam and snaps a shot of Kuari and Hobbes touching noses! ::
(11:54:14 PM) CdrHarper: :: then raises to glass :: To Hawaii! I must go there sometime, if this is what it is like!
(11:55:10 PM) LtKuari: (Okay now I have to paint that, when I ever get my tablet back)
(11:55:30 PM) ColDougMcKnight: Hobbes> ::Evidently has decided he's learned all he's going to from this encounter, though he does paw a peanut off her way, in that it bounces off her nose on its way to the floor::
(11:55:58 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: To impressive paint restoration in a timely manner! :: raises her glass ::
(11:56:29 PM) CdrHarper: :: cheers Roxy's toast, then tilts the rest of the scotch back, then looks wide-eyed at the bar :: That stuff was bloody amazing.
(11:57:39 PM) ColDougMcKnight: ::Signals Jack for a second glass:: Alright, Kate. I think you just gave me MY last toast of the evening.
(11:57:52 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: Jack> :: carefully and methodically drinking the scotch, in the manner of a seasoned professional scotch drinker :
(11:58:03 PM) VAdmBlackthorne: Jack> :: then sets up another round for all involved ::
(11:58:16 PM) CdrHarper: Oh? :: takes the second glass ::
(11:58:39 PM) LtCmdrBusard: :: Takes round number two!::
(11:58:43 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: :: snags a second glass because it was...just. that. good. ::
(11:59:16 PM) LtKuari: :: picks up the peanut, which disappears into her mouth ::
(11:59:27 PM) ColDougMcKnight: :: Raises his glass :: To friends, and having lots of them! So that by the time the good stuff is gone, you can still remember it as the good stuff come morning!
(11:59:49 PM) DrRoxanneCarre: :: raises her glass :: Aye!
(12:00:25 AM) CdrHarper: :: raises the glass ::I will drink to that!
(12:01:30 AM) ColDougMcKnight: Hobbes> ::His gesture of impossible magnanimity dispensed, Hobbes leaps off onto an adjoining table, where he looks at a half empty beer bottle and ponders whether he should knock it over. ::
(12:02:00 AM) ColDougMcKnight: (And since it's midnight, I'd suggest if anyone has a toast they'd like to make, they do so and then we call it.)
(12:02:27 AM) DrRoxanneCarre: (I'm good)
(12:02:37 AM) LtKuari: :: leaves the cat and joins her friends ::
(12:03:16 AM) LtCmdrBusard: :: Raises her glass with a cheer before sipping at it again.::
(12:04:22 AM) ColDougMcKnight: (Okay, then.)
(12:04:32 AM) ColDougMcKnight: PAUSE SIM
(12:04:36 AM) ColDougMcKnight: PAUSE SIM
(12:04:40 AM) ColDougMcKnight: PAUSE SIM
(12:04:44 AM) LtKuari: :: pauses ::
(12:04:49 AM) CdrHarper: :: pauses ::
(12:05:12 AM) CdrHarper: Yaaaaaaaaaaay party!
(12:06:03 AM) LtKuari: Was fun. ^_^
(12:07:21 AM) ColDougMcKnight: Good, good. And there's another one next week!
(12:07:34 AM) DrRoxanneCarre: Mmmm....scotch!
(12:07:38 AM) DrRoxanneCarre: :D
(12:07:43 AM) LtCmdrBusard: Woo!
(12:07:45 AM) LtKuari: Oh really?
(12:08:25 AM) VAdmBlackthorne: Blackthorne and T'Kirr come home and we celebrate 14 years of internet spaceship.
(12:08:26 AM) ColDougMcKnight: Well, presuming T'Kirr and Blackthorne are back by then.
(12:08:35 AM) ColDougMcKnight: What he said.
(12:08:48 AM) VAdmBlackthorne: Bit different of a party though :D
(12:08:55 AM) LtKuari: Oh that makes sense to wait until they're back for that
(12:12:57 AM) LtCmdrBusard: Alright, G'night everyone!
(12:13:04 AM) LtKuari: Night =)
(12:13:09 AM) VAdmBlackthorne: Well, that's all for tonight folks. Thanks again to McKnight for running a great plot!
(12:13:21 AM) DrRoxanneCarre: Nice job! Night people.
(12:13:25 AM) LtKuari: Yeah, hope ya had fun with the chair =P
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(12:14:38 AM) ColDougMcKnight: Indeed! Well, have a good one, folks!
(12:14:46 AM) VAdmBlackthorne: G'night :)
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