Conversation with #st_missionroom1 at Wed May 2 21:06:37 2018 on CaptHarper@chat.startrekengage.com (irc)
(21:20:12) CO_CaptHarper: BEGIN SIM
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(21:21:10) CO_CaptHarper: :; in Ten-Forward, entertaining Jaspir et al in a more relaxed setting ::
(21:21:58) CTO_Maj_Wolfe: :: is in Ten Forward, standing along the side, drink in hand, but a non-syntheholic drink since he's still working. ::
(21:22:16) CTO_Maj_Wolfe: :: looks relaxed, however. ::
(21:23:22) CMO_LtJG_Tailor: ::in sickbay getting some work done while Ilaihr snoozes in the biobed. Has long since completed his medical scans and filed the requisite report ::
(21:23:47) Cpt_Jaspir: :: has sat down with his two crewmen in the center of Ten Forward, all three of them looking about the room with curiosity :: CO: Your taste in decor is interesting. You have a fine ship.
(21:26:07) CSO_LCdr_Wright: :: in Ten-Forward as well, listening with interest, having left T'Lira and Jude to do Science on the Bridge ::
(21:26:19) XO_LCdr_Kuari: :: sits on the floor near Harper, not wanting to take up a chair spot at the table, but she's still within conversation range of the group in Ten Forward ::
(21:27:04) CO_CaptHarper: Jaspir: Thank you! :: sips at an iced tea :: I am certainly proud of her and her crew.
(21:28:31) MED_Ens_Velekh: ::Strolls into sickbay, barely paying attention as he scribbles down notes on his PADD:: CMO: The ensign with the twisted ankle turned out to be allergic to the hypos. She's gonna take a while to heal up naturally.
(21:29:12) CMO_LtJG_Tailor: MED: Which medicine is she allergic to?
(21:34:22) MED_Ens_Velekh: CMO: She's allergic to the synthesised tissue repair compounds. I was able to give her something for the pain, but there's not much else to do, but keep her on temporary leave.
(21:36:03) ENG2_Ens_Razyn: :: pats a wall of the Voth ship, and mumbles to himself :: Self: How d-d-did your pretty little s-s-s-s-s-s-self get caught here? You-you are so much more t-tech-technologically advanced. You should have got-got-gotten out of-of-of-of this.
(21:36:24) CMO_LtJG_Tailor: MED: Hmm. Looks like we'll have to resort to an old fashioned ankle wrap and crutches, plus painkillers. Or we could just amputate. ::grins::
(21:36:47) ENG_Lt_Ilaihr: ::Slowly replenishes his mental energies, as he slumbers; barely making a sound besides the odd grumble.::
(21:37:22) Cpt_Jaspir: :: sighs to himself, giving Thorkin and Gunra to either side of him a glance :: All: It's a shame we've lost so much time. We were only in there what seemed to be days, but we've lost decades. Our friends and family back home will have thought us dead.
(21:38:23) NAV_LtJG_Navarro: :: has the autopilot maintaining their powered pseudo-orbit, with the Mesmir still in tow, but watches over it nonetheless ::
(21:38:30) CSO_LCdr_Wright: :: shyly :: Jaspir: Captain Jaspir, would you tell us how your ship came to be in such a predicament?
(21:39:02) CEO_LtQuinn: :: Glances over at Razyn, wondering if he might have jumped the gun on putting the new guy on an away mission so soon. :: ENG2: You alright there, Ensign?
(21:39:56) CO_CaptHarper: :: nods sympathetically, trying to imagine returning after almost a century away ::
(21:41:21) CMO_LtJG_Tailor: MED: I don't suppose you know how much time passed in the time dilation, do you? I understood it was weeks..
(21:42:12) CMO_LtJG_Tailor: ::hums as she fills out some other random reports::
(21:42:18) MED_Ens_Velekh: CMO: ::Considers with a serious expression, one ear perked up and the other down:: Seems like that may be our only option. ::Snickers slightly, before listening to and considering the question::
(21:43:39) ENG_Lt_Ilaihr: ::Grumbles louder as his eyes flicker open and closed.::
(21:44:33) MED_Ens_Velekh: CMO: I can't say I'm sure. ::Huffs:: I've been so wrapped up in my rounds... ::Leans against a desk and chews his bottom lip, frowning:: I do hope Jehla and Asiht are okay if that much time has passed...
(21:44:33) ENG2_Ens_Razyn: CEO: Oh, I'm-I'm fine. Just t-t-t-t-talk-talking to the ship.
(21:45:47) CEO_LtQuinn: Oh, Christ. Not another one. ENG2: Uh....yeah? Telling you anything interesting?
(21:46:31) CMO_LtJG_Tailor: MED: Is that your family? I hope mine are too..
(21:47:08) Cpt_Jaspir: :: bows his head to Wright :: CSO: We are a simple scout ship, having come to explore. We were attacked, and our power failed. We drifted into orbit, using everything we had just to stabilise our position. :: looks to everyone present :: If you had not rescued us, I don't know how long it would have taken for us to escape.
(21:48:21) ENG2_Ens_Razyn: CEO: N-n-n-nope. But I would-would-wouldn't mind if she t-t-told me how the-the s-s-s-spatial displacement system works.
(21:48:32) ENG_Lt_Ilaihr: ::Sits bolt upright, his barely open eyes scanning the room, before turning around and placing his feet to the floor.::
(21:48:50) XO_LCdr_Kuari: VEng_Ruflaak> :: rushes down the corridor on the Mesmir and sees the engineering crew :: Ah! You must be the mammals that saved us. Please, this way. :: beckons them forward ::
(21:48:59) CSO_LCdr_Wright: Jaspir: ...Attacked? By what?
(21:49:20) ENG_Lt_Ilaihr: ::Yawns.:: Self: I should get back to work.
(21:49:23) CMO_LtJG_Tailor: ::glances over, hearing Ilaihr's sleep-grumbles, and then watches in surprise as he sits up like he's awake::
(21:49:46) CMO_LtJG_Tailor: ENG: How do you feel?
(21:49:47) CO_CaptHarper: :: eyebrows raise in alarm :: Jaspir: Yes, please tell us who did this.
(21:51:39) Cpt_Jaspir: :: offers a grim expression :: A species using a biological vessel from our space. We didn't see them coming, and we were caught unaware. I'd like to say we put up a good fight. :: glances at Thorkin : In the end, it wasn't enough.
(21:52:17) ENG_Lt_Ilaihr: ::Slowly begins to ghost away towards the door, before he realises the doctor said something.:: CMO: I require stimulants.
(21:53:10) CSO_LCdr_Wright: :: forehead wrinkles with concern :: All: Well... given how long you were in the grip of the gravity well, it's unlikely that they are still present, yes? :: turns :: Jaspir: They were pursuing you?
(21:53:25) CEO_LtQuinn: :: Smiles at the hosting crewman and gestures back the way they came. :: VENG: By all means, after you.
(21:53:41) ENG2_Ens_Razyn: :: follows after Quinn ::
(21:53:44) CO_CaptHarper: :: wishes she had reviewed the Voyager data slightly more intensively, at least beyond the languages ::
(21:53:55) CEO_LtQuinn: :: Leans in a little closer so he can have a quieter word with Razyn::
(21:55:10) CEO_LtQuinn: ENG2: Tell ya what, Ensign. We will absolutely get to that. But why don't we start a little smaller. Like ascertaining whether their means of power generation is at least vaguely similar to our own. That'll give us a much better idea how to go about RESTORING their power where it needs to go.
(21:55:42) ENG_Lt_Ilaihr: CMO: Amphetamines... ::Nods, matter of factly::
(21:56:28) CMO_LtJG_Tailor: ::looks over the old man's readouts, giving him a smirk as he just starts walking away:: ENG: No to the amphetamines, your system has taken enough stress today. How about a cup of tea?
(21:56:35) Cpt_Jaspir: :: offers Wright a small smile :: CSO: No, I imagine they're gone, now. Their ship was damaged as well, and when they saw we were no longer a threat, they limped away.
(21:57:27) CO_CaptHarper: :: quietly, with a hint of sadness :: CSO: It was a century ago anyway.
(21:57:36) ENG_Lt_Ilaihr: CMO: Are you certain. My tolerance is... quite high.
(21:57:42) CO_CaptHarper: Jaspir: You said they were in a biological ship, though?
(21:58:02) ENG_Lt_Ilaihr: CMO: But a cup of tea would be lovely, thank you my dear.
(21:58:13) ENG2_Ens_Razyn: CEO: R-r-r-right. Mo-mo-mom-momentarily-momentarily forgot that. Can-can-can do.
(21:58:56) Cpt_Jaspir: CO: Yes, a species we had not encountered before.
(21:59:12) CMO_LtJG_Tailor: ::smiles and steps over to the replicator:: Computer: Tea, English breakfast, hot... ::aside to Ilaihr:: ENG: Milk?
(21:59:46) ENG_Lt_Ilaihr: ::Smiles.:: CMO: Yes please.
(22:00:05) CO_CaptHarper: Jaspir: If you still have sensor data, we can compare it with our database and see if we have a match. For what is worth now, at least.
(22:01:05) XO_LCdr_Kuari: VEng_Ruflaak> CEO/ENG2: I don't expect you to know much about our technology, but perhaps you can assist us with parts, or least of all resources. Do you have a fabrication system?
(22:01:16) MED_Ens_Velekh: ::Continues to lean on the desk, slipping back to a dazed state as he works on his PADD:: Self: What is with people and leg injuries...? ::Almost impressed as he reviews a case of damaged Achilles tendon::
(22:01:23) CMO_LtJG_Tailor: ::nods:: Computer: ..with milk. ::Replicator does its thing and a hot cup of english breakfast tea appears, with milk. Takes it from the replicator and passes it to Ilaihr:: Eng: There you are. Since you're awake and seem to be functioning just fine, I'll allow you back on duty.
(22:02:01) CSO_LCdr_Wright: Jaspir: Speaking of sensor data, I would be very interested in seeing your scans of the surrounding area prior to your time dilation... I'd be happy to share our scans from 4.5 months ago in return.
(22:02:57) CSO_LCdr_Wright: :: looks at Kate, hoping that she didn't overstep ::
(22:03:13) Cpt_Jaspir: :: nods distractedly :: CO: Yes, for what it's worth now. I can only hope they didn't attack more of our ships, or our homeworld. It's not that far away. Perhaps we could use your communication system to make contact to find out, unless our ship is capable in a timely manner?
(22:03:28) CO_CaptHarper: :: answers Lexy with a slight nod and smiling eyes ::
(22:03:31) CEO_LtQuinn: :: Nods :: VENG: Matter replication from pre-programmed patterns. Similar in principle to our matter-energy transport system. Sure. It has some practical limitations, of course.
(22:03:47) Cpt_Jaspir: CSO: Yes, our sensor data is yours. :: glances again at Thorkin, who nods back :: We'll get the data to your ship.
(22:04:16) ENG_Lt_Ilaihr: ::Smiles.:: CMO: Most excellent. ::Sips his tea.::
(22:04:35) CO_CaptHarper: Jaspir: Of course! It depends on range, though. We have only limited hyper-subspace capability beyond fifteen to twenty thousand light-years or so.
(22:05:05) XO_LCdr_Kuari: VEng_Ruflaak> :: smiles :: Excellent. That would be most helpful. We don't actually have the power to use ours at the moment. It's all we can do to keep life support running.
(22:06:10) CMO_LtJG_Tailor: ENG: I understand our guests are in Ten Forward, speaking with the rest of the command staff, if you're interested in learning more about them.
(22:06:12) ENG_Lt_Ilaihr: CMO: I must say, having neural access to the ship was... liberating.
(22:06:26) CMO_LtJG_Tailor: ENG: I've never seen anything like it..
(22:06:27) CEO_LtQuinn: VENG: My colleague and I were just discussing that. Is the issue with the power generation itself, or the means of distribution? Or both?
(22:06:44) ENG_Lt_Ilaihr: ::Smiles wide.:: CMO: That does sound interesting.
(22:07:22) CMO_LtJG_Tailor: ::smiles::
(22:08:04) ENG_Lt_Ilaihr: CMO: Seeing with a ships sensors, does literally put a different perspective on things.
(22:09:10) ENG_Lt_Ilaihr: CMO: Sagittarius had a wonderful glow.
(22:09:40) ENG_Lt_Ilaihr: CMO: Now... ::Sips his tea some more.:: The guests...
(22:10:03) CMO_LtJG_Tailor: ENG: I can imagine. Though, I'm sure what you experienced was far more vivid.
(22:11:03) Cpt_Jaspir: All: Mm...that would be a problem, then. Your offer is appreciated, though. I'm sure your engineers will be able to assist us in returning our ship to operation soon, and we can be assured of our people's safety on our own soon.
(22:12:11) CO_CaptHarper: :: wonders how close they consider "close" if 15-20K LY was no issue to them ::
(22:12:43) CMO_LtJG_Tailor: *CO*: Captain, I just thought I'd let you know that Ilaihr is cleared for duty. He's going to be fine.
(22:13:09) CO_CaptHarper: :: brightens :: *CMO* That is wonderful news, thank you, doctor!
(22:13:31) XO_LCdr_Kuari: VEng_Ruflaak> CEO/ENG2: Distribution, yes. Our main power relays have been severed, and our secondaries were destroyed when we forced the navigation system to stabilise our orbit. They weren't made for the kind of power we put them through, but it was that or die.
(22:13:57) CSO_LCdr_Wright: :: gives a small sigh of relief, corners of mouth twisting upward in a faint smile ::
(22:14:45) CMO_LtJG_Tailor: ENG: I'll go with you if you like, I'd like to meet them as well.
(22:15:23) CO_CaptHarper: *CMO* Feel free to join us in Ten-Forward, if you have the time.
(22:16:01) ENG_Lt_Ilaihr: ::Finishes his tea, pondering on his experience; staring into the abyss without blinking, as he wrestled the will of an engine of celestial destruction.:: Self: It was fascinating...
(22:16:54) BAR_Zaxiven: :: steps into Ten Forward to begin his shift, noting many of the bridge crew seated around a table with some foreign guests. And there's the lump of coal against the wall, also known as Major Wolfe. Ah, well. He gives his head a slight shake, and hurries to get behind the bar and get his takeover duties completed ::
(22:16:58) ENG_Lt_Ilaihr: ::Shakes his head, as he zones back in.:: CMO: Yes, of course Doctor. ::Smiles.::
(22:17:27) Cpt_Jaspir: :: frowns as Harper takes the communication, the deep reptilian ridges over his eyes that slant down to his broad nose deepening :: CO: I do hope we haven't injured any of your crew in your rescue of our ship.
(22:17:47) ENG_Lt_Ilaihr: CMO: One can never pass up the company of a lovely young lady, to a formal function. I'm not quite that mad, yet.
(22:18:59) ENG_Lt_Ilaihr: ::Chuckles.:: CMO: No matter what they say.
(22:19:36) CO_CaptHarper: Jaspir: He was attempting to maintain a subspace bubble around our ship using a neural interface with the ship, to spare us the time dilation. :: relief is apparent in her voice :: Unfortunately, it was too difficult, but the doctor says he will be fine.
(22:19:56) CEO_LtQuinn: :: Nods :: VENG: Okay, well...have a look at this.
(22:20:05) XO_LCdr_Kuari: ACTION> Ruflaak leads the engineers into the heart of the Mesmir, the Power Core Room. The technology is clearly advanced, but the damage is recognizable to any engineer.
(22:20:05) CMO_LtJG_Tailor: ::smiles with a chuckle:: ENG: The captain is expecting us.. Shall we? ::starts moving towards sickbay doors::
(22:21:02) CEO_LtQuinn: :: Taps a few buttons on the holographic omni-tool around his wrist, and shortly, a 3-dimensional holographic image springs to life around them, depicting a complex molecular model. ::
(22:21:49) ENG_Lt_Ilaihr: ::His cane seemingly materialises in his hand, or maybe he was always holding it, but the teacup is gone. He smiles, as he trots up to Tailor.:: CMO: After you, my dear.
(22:22:51) Cpt_Jaspir: :: nods, encouraged :: All: Good. That was an excellent idea you had. You must have saved yourselves time. :: chuckles at his own joke :: Quite literally.
(22:23:02) MED_Ens_Velekh: ::Moves around the Sickbay, checking charts as he looks over and smiles at the two:: CMO&ENG: Stay out of trouble, you two. ::Grins::
(22:23:05) CEO_LtQuinn: VENG: I'm not sure if our actual names for the materials involved will mean anything to you. But this is a physical representation of the conductive materials we most commonly use in out EPS grid. Er, sorry. That's electro-plasma system.
(22:23:43) CO_CaptHarper: :: laughs along with Jaspir :: It did, yes!
(22:24:06) ENG_Lt_Ilaihr: MED: I will never... ::Chuckles as he follows behind the Tailor.::
(22:24:09) CEO_LtQuinn: VENG: I'm guessing your maximum theoretical output is likely in excess of our own. But if you're familiar with this sort of material, and it can handle a load at least adequate for most common ship functions...
(22:24:46) CMO_LtJG_Tailor: ::wonders how Ilaihr's cane got here, but then, can't remember if he was holding it when he walked in here. Heads towards the turbolift going to the same level as tenforward::
(22:24:57) BAR_Zaxiven: :: starts taking orders and mixes drinks for those who were waiting during the course of the shift change. In a few minutes, he's got everyone taken care of, knows there will be a lull in drink orders, and wanders over to the Captain's table. ::
(22:25:54) XO_LCdr_Kuari: VEng_Ruflaak> :: stops and peers carefully at Quinn's projection :: Hm...yes. :: points with the tip of one of three fat fingers :: This material here is very similar. I believe it will suffice! Wonderful.
(22:27:06) CO_CaptHarper: :: smiles as Zaxiven approaches :: BAR: Hello! Voth: This is Zaxiven, our Ten Forward Manager. He is in charge of running this lounge, and other recreational activities aboard that require food and drink.
(22:27:40) CEO_LtQuinn: VENG: Awesome! We can synthesize plenty of that, no problem.
(22:28:02) ENG_Lt_Ilaihr: ::Smiles, happily trundling along to the TL.::
(22:29:00) CEO_LtQuinn: :: Looks over to Razyn. :: ENG2: Ensign, I'd like to put you in charge of coordinating with the engineers here, and working to patch their power distribution system. Feel up to it?
(22:29:37) CMO_LtJG_Tailor: TL: TenForward please.. ::Time flashes forwards, and soon enough the TL arrives, and dings open next to the lounge::
(22:30:28) ENG2_Ens_Razyn: CEO: Ye-ye-ye-y- :: pauses and shakes head :: CEO: Yes, Sir!
(22:31:24) ENG_Lt_Ilaihr: ::The thud of his cane is loud, with excitement; enjoys making contact with new races.::
(22:31:25) Cpt_Jaspir: :: looks up at Zaxiven, noting the Denobulan facial structure, but in the end determines this species is also endothermic, and all three Voth bow their heads in greeting :: BAR: Your establishment is run well, from what we can tell. We thank you for your hospitality, and that of your captain.
(22:32:40) ENG_Lt_Ilaihr: ::His antennae twitch as he scans the room, before they've even entered the lounge.::
(22:33:05) CEO_LtQuinn: ENG2: Excellent. Take whoever you need. Restoring power here will give our new friends' capacity for self repair a big shot in the arm.
(22:33:57) CMO_LtJG_Tailor: ::steps through the lounge doors and looks around in curiosity at the new arrivals, and makes her way to where the Captain is::
(22:34:33) CEO_LtQuinn: VENG: We've also scanned your outer hull, and we can synthesize alloys of acceptably similar tolerances. With your permission, I'll dispatch worker pods to begin welding immediately.
(22:34:56) CSO_LCdr_Wright: :: looks up as Dr. Tailor and Ilaihr enter ::
(22:34:59) CO_CaptHarper: :: sees Tailor and Ilaihr arrive, and gestures to a couple of empty chairs :: CMO/ENG: Doctor! Lieutenant! Glad that you could both make it.
(22:35:17) XO_LCdr_Kuari: VEng_Ruflaak> :: looks from Quinn to Razyn :: CEO/ENG2: That would be of a great help, yes! Captain Jaspir will be pleased.
(22:35:19) ENG_Lt_Ilaihr: ::Follows behind, smiling at the group.::
(22:35:59) ENG2_Ens_Razyn: :: raises eyebrow, not knowing what 'big shot in the arm' means :: CEO: Underst-stood, Sir! :: goes around engineering, asking others if they'd provide assistance in restoration of power grid ::
(22:36:48) XO_LCdr_Kuari: :: turns her head to the new arrivals in Ten Forward and gets up, scooting to the side to make room with a smile ::
(22:37:13) ENG_Lt_Ilaihr: Voth: Greetings. ::Bows his head, gesturing with open palms up.::
(22:37:41) CO_CaptHarper: Voth: This is Dr. Tailor and Lt. Ilaihr.
(22:38:19) CMO_LtJG_Tailor: ::smiles and takes a seat with the rest of the group:: CO: Glad we could be here. ::turns to the newcomers:: Voth: Welcome, it's very much a pleasure to meet you. ::smiles::
(22:38:26) Cpt_Jaspir: :: bows his head, along with the two at his sides :: CMO/ENG: Well met.
(22:38:40) CEO_LtQuinn: VENG: We aim to please. It goes without saying that if you don't have any regulations in place that forbid it, we'd love to take a gander at some of your systems. Ensign Razyn in particular was particularly fascinated by your drive system.
(22:39:25) Cpt_Jaspir: ENG: Ah...Ilaihr, is it? You were the one who has recovered, just now. That is the name I heard, I believe.
(22:39:45) CEO_LtQuinn: VENG: And the more we understand, the more helpful we can be getting you up and running of course.
(22:40:52) ENG_Lt_Ilaihr: Jaspir: Oh, the young ones worry about an old man. Sometimes I must oblige their worry. ::Smiles.::
(22:42:20) XO_LCdr_Kuari: VEng_Ruflaak> CEO: I...well, I will allow you to look at their construction, as you are welcome to assist us. I would have to get the Captain's permission to look at our computer, however, for anything not related to repairs. You understand.
(22:43:38) CEO_LtQuinn: VENG: I do. We have similar regulations in place.
(22:43:49) Cpt_Jaspir: :: nods politely, not quite knowing who Ilaihr is referring to :: Yes, well, I am glad to see you are all right. It would not do to cause harm to our rescuers.
(22:44:37) ENG_Lt_Ilaihr: Jaspir: But the subspace bubble required more power, under the barrage of the black hole's gravimetric sheer. I had a method... but it would have been, drastic.
(22:44:39) XO_LCdr_Kuari: VEng_Ruflaak> :: nods curtly, clear they share an understanding :: CEO: Yes, well, come this way. I will show you more details so that we can get started.
(22:44:52) CO_CaptHarper: :: contentedly settles back into her chair and finishes her iced tea ::
(22:45:02) CEO_LtQuinn: VENG: Lead on.
(22:45:50) BAR_Zaxiven: :: is watching the introductions when he notices someone approaching the bar. :: All: I must go, but would anyone like anything to drink? Captain, a refill on your iced tea? :: gestures ::
(22:46:16) ENG_Lt_Ilaihr: Zax: One Breen Livebringer please, my dear boy.
(22:46:17) XO_LCdr_Kuari: VEng_Ruflaak> :: leads Quinn to a terminal on the wall and inputs specific information. A diagnostic of their version of the EPS grid is displayed.
(22:46:23) CO_CaptHarper: BAR: Please, thank you. :: hands him the glass ::
(22:46:57) BAR_Zaxiven: :: takes Harper's glass, nods to her and acknowledges Ilaihr :: ENG: Of course. :: looks around for any other orders ::
(22:48:09) CEO_LtQuinn: :: Sucks in air through clenched teeth as he notes the damage inflicted during the firefight. Primitive as his understanding may be, he recognizes what an overload looks like well enough. ::
(22:48:11) CMO_LtJG_Tailor: Zax: A lemonade with mint please.
(22:48:22) Cpt_Jaspir: :: diplomatically, gesturing to the three of them :: We'll have what Ilaihr's having. :: smiles ignorantly ::
(22:48:34) CEO_LtQuinn: VENG: As my people would say, you've been through the wringer.
(22:48:41) ENG_Lt_Ilaihr: Jaspir: But it had crossed my mind, put the warp core into a state of controlled overload, by increasing the reaction volume in the intermix chamber.
(22:50:16) XO_LCdr_Kuari: VEng_Ruflaak> CEO: Hm...yes, I believe I understand the reference, if not the word. :: gazes at the panel alongside Quinn ::
(22:50:35) BAR_Zaxiven: :: nods to Tailor, and then to Jaspir :: CPT: Of course. :: returns to the bar, helps the Lieutenant who he had seen walking up, and then gets to work preparing the table drinks ::
(22:50:41) CO_CaptHarper: :: looks with alarm at Ilaihr :: ENG: That sounds... quite dangerous, to say the least.
(22:50:49) BAR_Zaxiven: :: returns with the drinks in hand, and sets down Harper's tea first :: CO: Sweet with lime, just how you like it. :: Next, he quickly setd down Ilaihr's Livebringer, and then sets Jaspir's in front of him, and his crewmembers' drinks in front of them :: CPT: Lelt me know how you like this one. :: waits ::
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