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(6:00:40 PM) The topic for #ST_MissionRoom1 is: =/\= Star Trek: Engage Mission Room 1 =/\=
(6:00:40 PM) Topic for #ST_MissionRoom1 set by GM_James at 8:22:06 AM on 11/16/2015
(6:21:31 PM) XO_Cdr_Vallero: BEGIN SIM
(6:21:31 PM) XO_Cdr_Vallero: BEGIN SIM
(6:21:32 PM) XO_Cdr_Vallero: BEGIN SIM
(6:23:48 PM) CSO_LCdr_Wright: :: standing at the entrance to Lost Harbor, wearing a period-accurate tour guide costume, and waiting for the new folks that she invited to arrive for the tour ::
(6:26:43 PM) CSO_LCdr_Wright: :: looks at her period-accurate wristwatch ::
(6:26:51 PM) XO_Cdr_Vallero: :: strides down the corridor, wearing a casual period suit he was told would be appropriate, wearing his tourist face ::
(6:27:27 PM) AUX_Ens_Morsby: ::walks in, looking at the grey sky, the boats bobbing in the water. Novel inspiration ahoy::
(6:28:19 PM) XO_Cdr_Vallero: :: tugs at his jacket and comes around the corner, seeing Wright standing there :: CSO: Am I late?
(6:28:19 PM) CSO_LCdr_Wright: AUX: Ah, you must be ensign Morsby, I presume?
(6:28:42 PM) ENG_LtJG_Ilaihr: ::Wanders into Holodeck. Has never visited this program before, so it's lucky his off duty clothes happen to be era appropriate. Looks around and figures the best way to get the lay of the land is a bar; so he trots off with his cane, following his alcohol sense.::
(6:28:43 PM) CSO_LCdr_Wright: XO: And Commander Vallero, as well, good timing indeed.
(6:29:17 PM) CSO_LCdr_Wright: :: is polite to Vallero, but does come off a bit chilly toward him ::
(6:29:34 PM) XO_Cdr_Vallero: :: totally deserves it ::
(6:30:29 PM) CSO_LCdr_Wright: :: puts on her customer service smile :: Both: Welcome to Lost Harbor! I thought I'd give you both a little tour of our favorite little getaway. If you'll follow me, please?
(6:31:56 PM) XO_Cdr_Vallero: :: looks at Morsby companionably and then gives his attention to Wright :: CSO: I look forward to it, lead the way.
(6:32:32 PM) CTO_Major_Wolfe: :: turns the corner to the Holodeck and sees the group forming there. He thinks for a minute of walking the other way, and decides against his normal style to go ahead and see what is going on. Silently, he walks up to the group ::
(6:33:01 PM) SCI_Lt_TLira: :: looks around as she steps into the holodeck, heading for the shoreline ::
(6:33:46 PM) CTO_Major_Wolfe: :: follows the group into the holodeck ::
(6:34:08 PM) CSO_LCdr_Wright: :: belatedly notices Ilaihr and wonders if he's been here before, but as he seems to be headed for the bar, decides to let him be and instead turns her attention to the approaching Wolfe:: CTO: Hello, Major! Are you joining my tour as well?
(6:35:01 PM) CTO_Major_Wolfe: :: looks around a moment and locks eyes on Wright in his almost-creepy way :: CSO: I will.
(6:35:29 PM) ENG_LtJG_Ilaihr: ::Has no idea what path he took or what he'd passed by, but finds his way to a bar stool, as if by magic. Because all roads lead to a bar, for it is the nexus. Looks around, absent mindedly appreciating the scenery.::
(6:35:42 PM) CSO_LCdr_Wright: :: shrinks back ever so slightly at the intensity of that gaze :: CTO: Well good! Good... that's ... good.
(6:36:55 PM) AUX_Ens_Morsby: CSO: Yes. Pleased to make your accquaintance. XO: Ready here, sir
(6:37:13 PM) XO_Cdr_Vallero: :: nods to Morsby ::
(6:39:17 PM) CSO_LCdr_Wright: All: Indeed. Then, if you'll follow me... :: does the tour guide backwards walk :: We are here in the Town of Lost Harbor, located in the South Pacific region of 1930's era Earth. The biome is mostly tropical, as evidenced by the jungle you can see in the distance behind me... excellent for exploration, if that suits your interest.
(6:39:51 PM) CTO_Major_Wolfe: :: looks into the jungle and thinks to himself how he'll have to come hunting sometime ::
(6:40:37 PM) CSO_LCdr_Wright: All: The inhabitants here are not aware of their simulated status, so we interact with them in a period-appropriate manner.
(6:40:57 PM) XO_Cdr_Vallero: :: notes the jungle in the distance, wondering just how detailed the program is written out there, if there are any quests ::
(6:41:55 PM) CSO_LCdr_Wright: All: Thus, should you wish to go on an expedition, your first stop should be the general store here, and merely request what you need, and the shopkeeper will provide you with period-appropriate supplies. This way. :: pushes open the general store door and enters ::
(6:43:38 PM) XO_Cdr_Vallero: :: eyes the building as Wright enters, admiring its old architecture and wonders to himself how authentic it is ::
(6:44:00 PM) CSO_LCdr_Wright: Shopkeeper: Hello! I need a parasol, please, and.. :: looking at her group :: ...A nice change of clothing for these two gentlemen :: indicating Wolfe and Morsby, nodding reluctant approval at Vallero's attire ::
(6:44:43 PM) CSO_LCdr_Wright: :: pays the shopkeeper with paper money she had on hand this time for just this purpose ::
(6:44:59 PM) SCI_Lt_TLira: :: sits on the beach and opens up the book she brought, rather enjoying the chance for peaceful reading outside of her quarters for a change ::
(6:45:05 PM) CSO_LCdr_Wright: Wolfe/Morsby: There are changing rooms right over there.
(6:45:18 PM) CSO_LCdr_Wright: :: points across the room ::
(6:47:35 PM) CSO_LCdr_Wright: XO: Is there anything you may need from the shop, Commander?
(6:47:39 PM) XO_Cdr_Vallero: :: watches the purchase of clothing and finds himself more intrigued by the interior of the store, not sure about the function of half the items for sale and surprised at the crudeness of others ::
(6:48:11 PM) ENG_LtJG_Ilaihr: ::Looks around for a bartender, wondering what they would recommend.::
(6:48:19 PM) XO_Cdr_Vallero: CSO: Ah...I don't think so. :: faces her :: If I think of something before I set out adventuring, though, I know where to come, thanks.
(6:48:52 PM) AUX_Ens_Morsby: ::Goes in, and puts on his garments, and steps out.:: CSO: I'm going to do a bit of saling, maybe find an isle or two. Who wishes t o come along?
(6:49:45 PM) CSO_LCdr_Wright: XO: Indeed. AUX: Well... I was going to... ........nevermind.
(6:50:24 PM) XO_Cdr_Vallero: AUX: Sounds fun, maybe I'll catch up...I'd like to finish the tour first though.
(6:51:30 PM) CSO_LCdr_Wright: :: has never really been very good with people :: XO: Oh, don't feel obligated for my sake, sailing is probably more fun.
(6:52:23 PM) XO_Cdr_Vallero: CSO: :: shakes his head :: No, no, it looks like there's a lot to explore even here in town, I'd like to learn more before I take off. :: smiles apologetically :: If you don't mind.
(6:52:53 PM) AUX_Ens_Morsby: CSO: Alright then.. ::steps out, and activates a panel, looking out at the foggy waters, and programs in an isle, with a mldy dock and a small cliffside.:: Steps out onto the dock, and unties a rope from a mast of a boat.::
(6:53:15 PM) CEO_LtQuinn: :: Chooses to make a grand entrance of his own, pedaling a bicycle with an attached cart down one of the town's unpaved roads. He's clad in a threadbare pair of pants, cut off just past the knees, and a sleeveless shirt of similar quality. And he's sporting a holographic beard and dreadlocks. ::
(6:53:37 PM) CSO_LCdr_Wright: :: torn between being happy to have her offer accepted and displeased with the fact that it's Vallero :: XO: Of course, as soon as Major Wolfe is ready to go.
(6:53:46 PM) CEO_LtQuinn: All: :: Waves :: Hey, guys! Some new victims, I see!
(6:54:49 PM) CSO_LCdr_Wright: :: hears Quinn calling through the open window and ducks back outside waving at the shopkeeper, since Wolfe is ready :: CEO: Hello, Quinn! :: beckons for the others to follow ::
(6:55:35 PM) AUX_Ens_Morsby: ::Untying the boat, he sat down on a bench and waited fro the others to get in::
(6:56:19 PM) ENG_LtJG_Ilaihr: ::Produces a pipe and small tin from his jacket pocket. He opens his tins, and plucks an amount of the long stranded tobacco into the pipe. After a brief search of his chest pocket he locates his matches, striking one up, a lighting the pipe. After filling his pockets, he filled his lungs pondering the many pressing questions of a tropical island; like what to drink, who to drink with, and how drunk to get.
(6:57:34 PM) AUX_Ens_Morsby: ::shouts:: ENG: Smoking kills!
(6:58:05 PM) XO_Cdr_Vallero: :: steps out of the general store and studies Quinn, barely recognizing him :: CEO: That's some look you've got there.
(6:58:37 PM) ENG_LtJG_Ilaihr: ::Calls back.:: AUX: And I have lived long enough, for death to know where to find me.
(6:59:24 PM) ENG_LtJG_Ilaihr: ::Chuckles too himself::
(6:59:43 PM) CEO_LtQuinn: :: Grins widely. :: XO: I AM a holo-engineer by specialty, you know!
(6:59:46 PM) CSO_LCdr_Wright: :: gesturing :: XO/CTO: So that way is the mountains and jungle, this building here is the sports museum - there's a baseball diamond just beyond it - and there are various other buildings in town to explor and make your own. But if you follow me this way... :: begins walking down the street toward the harbor ::
(7:00:07 PM) CSO_LCdr_Wright: :: is highly amused by Quinn's getup ::
(7:00:29 PM) XO_Cdr_Vallero: :: follows Wright, glancing back at Quinn, wondering where he's going to go ::
(7:01:16 PM) CEO_LtQuinn: All: That said, even the most clever holo program needs a LITTLE help from time to time.
(7:01:24 PM) AUX_Ens_Morsby: ENG: Well, then, wish to come along? I'm going to explore myself an island
(7:02:19 PM) CTO_Major_Wolfe: :: is bemused by Quinn, but stays on the tour with Wright ::
(7:03:18 PM) CEO_LtQuinn: :: Descends from the bike, and goes rummaging around through the cart. :: You're looking at a proud independent farmer, scratching out a living beyond the mountains. Got a lovely hidden lagoon all to myself. The pirates haven't stumbled onto it yet, and so I'm able to bring some of the choicest fresh fruits on the island.
(7:04:08 PM) CSO_LCdr_Wright: :: stops when she realizes Quinn is still talking to them and watches him curiously ::
(7:04:17 PM) TAC_1LT_Randen: :: Arrives at the holodeck to see what the fuss was all about with this program. He looks around at the old Earth town as he walks in. He smiles as he sees the bar and approaches it, walking right into the door as it doesn't automatically open for him. ::
(7:04:29 PM) CEO_LtQuinn: :: Grins as he produces a plain looking bottle with the triple X drawn onto it. :: And they'll be available at the bar fair markup. Unless you care to test your courage NOW.
(7:05:14 PM) ENG_LtJG_Ilaihr: AUX: I plan to get far to drunk for that, my boy. ::Laughs.:: Although the chance to find a private patch is tempting.
(7:05:16 PM) CSO_LCdr_Wright: :: her eyes widen :: CEO: Did you... is that... moonshine? :: whispers the last part conspiratorially ::
(7:05:25 PM) TAC_1LT_Randen: Hologram> TAC: You seem to have had enough already, Mister.
(7:05:44 PM) ENG_LtJG_Ilaihr: AUX: I believe I must first ask what I seek, before I seek it.
(7:06:17 PM) AUX_Ens_Morsby: ENG: There's a lovely cliffside to get drunk on. I won't have any though. Do what you will with your diet.
(7:06:18 PM) XO_Cdr_Vallero: :: narrows his eyes at Quinn, unsure ::
(7:07:08 PM) TAC_1LT_Randen: :: Looks down the street at another building where someone grabbed the sphere attached to the door by a stem. He grabs the door handle, turns it and the door opens a bit. He pushed it the rest of the way and walks in. ::
(7:07:26 PM) CEO_LtQuinn: CSO: Well...not ALL of it. I've got some punch too.
(7:07:46 PM) AUX_Ens_Morsby: All:Alright then, i'm sailing off, see ya later. ::Kicks off and sails towards the isle::
(7:08:02 PM) CSO_LCdr_Wright: CEO: Oh, well, as long as there's punch, I guess. :: steps forward ::
(7:08:34 PM) SCI_Lt_TLira: :: something touches her leg and she looks over to see a small lizard staring at her, completely confused as to why she's within its territory ::
(7:09:17 PM) ENG_LtJG_Ilaihr: ::Laughs some more.:: AUX: I like to think I look good for a man of over two hundred.
(7:10:11 PM) CTO_Major_Wolfe: :: embraces Quinn's idea :: CEO: I'll take some. :: steps forward as well ::
(7:10:37 PM) XO_Cdr_Vallero: :: decides he would rather watch Wright and Wolfe than partake himself ::
(7:11:51 PM) CSO_LCdr_Wright: :: smiles nervously at Wolfe but looks away when she's met with that intense look ::
(7:11:52 PM) AUX_Ens_Morsby: ::the water coasts along the sides of the sailboat, as the sails flutter. the boat draws nearer to the beach, where a molded dock sits, crumbling from age. Tied off the rope to what remained of the dock, and stepped ashore, where a path rose up towards the cliffside.
(7:12:59 PM) CSO_LCdr_Wright: CEO: So?
(7:13:01 PM) CEO_LtQuinn: All: Just beware. I may not be much of a drinker off of the holodeck, but I'm a pretty fair engineer, and distillation IS a science.
(7:13:08 PM) SCI_Lt_TLira: :: stares back at the lizard and reaches out to gently touch it. It skitters backwards and moves several feet away, turning back to continue its observation from a safer distance ::
(7:13:23 PM) CEO_LtQuinn: :: Passes Wright one bottle, and Wolfe another. ::
(7:13:46 PM) CSO_LCdr_Wright: :: looks down at the bottle :: CEO: What about the punch?
(7:14:00 PM) CEO_LtQuinn: CSO: Drink.
(7:14:05 PM) CTO_Major_Wolfe: :: takes the bottle, sniffs, and takes a shot before Quinn has a chance to pull the punch out. ::
(7:14:14 PM) ENG_LtJG_Ilaihr: ::Puffs at his pipe, staring out at the water.::
(7:14:57 PM) CSO_LCdr_Wright: :: gives him a dubious looks :: CEO: You'd better not punch me after. :: takes a swig ::
(7:16:23 PM) CEO_LtQuinn: ACTION> Surprise, Wright! It's punch! Hard punch, but punch.
(7:17:03 PM) CSO_LCdr_Wright: :: looks up at Quinn in surprise :: CEO: I was expecting this to double as paint thinner, but it's actually really good!
(7:17:18 PM) CTO_Major_Wolfe: :: is intensely disappointed. He throws the bottle down and shoves it back at Quinn. ::
(7:17:36 PM) SCI_Lt_TLira: :: observes the lizard's behavior for a few more moments before returning to her reading ::
(7:18:45 PM) CSO_LCdr_Wright: CEO: So I take it this can be removed from Lost Harbor? :: thinking to share the rest with Kate later ::
(7:19:17 PM) ENG_LtJG_Ilaihr: Self: Now... What would I require. A small patch; perhaps a hut. Near the water with some trees.
(7:19:21 PM) XO_Cdr_Vallero: :: is surprised at Wright's positive reaction, not thinking her to be much of a heavyweight, and changes his mind, holding out his hand :: CEO: Guess I'll have to try this stuff for myself.
(7:19:52 PM) AUX_Ens_Morsby: ::upon reaching the top, Morsby looked out over the cliffside, at the raging waters below, when he heard the sounds of ship chatter, and looked out to see a large boat, sails black, the crew rowdy and violent. PIRATES!::
(7:20:07 PM) CEO_LtQuinn: :: Chooses to ignore Wolfe. :: CSO: Combination of a home chemistry set and a transporter.
(7:22:50 PM) CSO_LCdr_Wright: CEO: I like it. Very tasty. :: takes another swig before putting the top back on and stowing it in her satchel :: Were you headed down the docks? I was just about to take them there. After Commander Vallero gets his try, of course.
(7:22:58 PM) ENG_LtJG_Ilaihr: Self: Hmmmm. ::Spots a bartender, and a quick transaction occured, with the old Aenar now relaxing with some cocktail maybe; he wasn't sure. His thought was preoccupied.::
(7:24:56 PM) AUX_Ens_Morsby: ::runs down teh hill, and launches his boat to the shore, , getting out a paddle and making his way to shore as fas as he could, ALL: We got pirates coming in, arm yourselves, they seem to be on the offensive.
(7:28:59 PM) CEO_LtQuinn: :: Stares at Moresby, a tad surprised, but not terribly rattled. :: AUX: By sea? Find a good seat. You're gonna see some fireworks.
(7:30:58 PM) XO_Cdr_Vallero: :: hears the talk of pirates and grins towards Quinn, seemingly the man with the answers :: CEO: Ohh, entertainment? Wait, do we need to defend ourselves?
(7:32:36 PM) CEO_LtQuinn: :: Laughs :: XO: A soldier helped design this place. Not much of a geologist, granted, but...see up on those peaks, either side of the harbor entrance?
(7:33:13 PM) CTO_Major_Wolfe: :: turns his gaze out to sea, his expression softening a bit at the thought of a good brawl. ::
(7:33:44 PM) CEO_LtQuinn: :: Points to what, from here, is hard to make out properly without binoculars, but human construction is evident. ::
(7:34:10 PM) CSO_LCdr_Wright: :: shields the sun from her eyes to look up where Quinn is pointing ::
(7:34:39 PM) XO_Cdr_Vallero: :: squints to where the peaks close in opposite each other :: CEO: You saying the pirates built it?
(7:34:53 PM) ENG_LtJG_Ilaihr: ::Puffs at his now almost empty pipe, and sips his drink, wondering what at the commotion is about, but is too far away to hear.::
(7:35:36 PM) CEO_LtQuinn: XO: No, I'm saying Marines built it. Cannons. Pointed straight at the harbor entrance.
(7:36:08 PM) XO_Cdr_Vallero: CEO: :: grins :: Ah...I see. Hence, the impending fireworks.
(7:37:26 PM) CEO_LtQuinn: All: Of course, I guess it depends what sort of day you guys were looking forward to. Speaking only for myself, I always thought the gunnery was improbably good for marines stationed out here in the middle of nowhere.
(7:38:18 PM) XO_Cdr_Vallero: CEO: And they're always manned?
(7:38:29 PM) CTO_Major_Wolfe: :: looks to the hills and decides at some point he's going to tour that area ::
(7:39:13 PM) AUX_Ens_Morsby: ::runs into general store, wehre he tosses a handful of coins onto a table, Shopkeep: Gun. Please. ::he took the rifle handed to hima dn ran out, CEO: So, where should I position myself?
(7:39:37 PM) CSO_LCdr_Wright: :: frowns at the black sails, thinking that might be anachronistic for this setting ::
(7:39:53 PM) CEO_LtQuinn: XO: Um...far as I know. I never actually perused that bit of coding.
(7:40:31 PM) XO_Cdr_Vallero: :: nods to Quinn in understanding, seeing he knows a lot about the place, but not everything ::
(7:41:14 PM) CSO_LCdr_Wright: CEO: But we could make them be manned fairly quickly, surely.
(7:42:10 PM) CEO_LtQuinn: :: Shrugs. :: Manned, unmanned. Drunk, misfiring, whatever. Tell me what you want. All I need is a moment with the Arch.
(7:42:20 PM) XO_Cdr_Vallero: ACTION> The pirates that were chasing Morsby pull hard to starboard, avoiding the port and begin to sail away.
(7:42:43 PM) SCI_Lt_TLira: :: wonders why there is a ship with black sails drawing closer, but assumes it's simply a merchant ship or something of the sort and ignores it as it turns away again ::
(7:43:02 PM) CSO_LCdr_Wright: All: .... huh. Did you see that? They just turned away, right?
(7:43:27 PM) XO_Cdr_Vallero: :: frowns :: All: Think they know to steer clear?
(7:44:26 PM) CTO_Major_Wolfe: :: steps forward at seeing the ships turn away ::
(7:44:29 PM) ENG_LtJG_Ilaihr: ::Wonders what that ship was. Gets the idea of captaining again, briefly. He laughs.:: Self: Another time.
(7:44:52 PM) AUX_Ens_Morsby: CSO: Strange, from my view up on the cliff, they were most definetly pirates. Rowdy and violent, the full package
(7:45:14 PM) XO_Cdr_Vallero: AUX: It's a good thing you got back here before they caught up to you.
(7:45:18 PM) CTO_Major_Wolfe: :: takes a few more steps toward the shoreline, his shoulders falling slightly, almost unnoticeably from behind. ::
(7:45:30 PM) CEO_LtQuinn: :: Notes the percentage of the town's population clustering near the shore, and gets to thinking. :: Weeeell, it's no secret that the harbor's impregnible. But maybe that was just a diversion? There ARE other ways into town, from the land side.
(7:45:35 PM) XO_Cdr_Vallero: PAUSE SIM
(7:45:36 PM) XO_Cdr_Vallero: PAUSE SIM
(7:45:36 PM) XO_Cdr_Vallero: PAUSE SIM