Conversation with #st_missionroom1 at Wed Sep 12 20:57:34 2018 on CaptHarper@chat.startrekengage.com (irc)
(21:20:03) CO_CaptHarper: BEGIN SIM
(21:20:05) CO_CaptHarper: BEGIN SIM
(21:20:05) CO_CaptHarper: BEGIN SIM
(21:23:26) MED_LCdr_Tav: :: stands outside the Met on 5th Avenue, waiting. It's been a long time since he's visited a musuem. ::
(21:25:56) CO_CaptHarper: :: eating a hot dog in Coney Island, being careful not to drop any chili on her yellow sundress ::
(21:26:28) TAC_LCdr_TLira: :: finds herself in the lounge on the ship, at a complete loss for what to do with her free time. Usually she uses such time to visit Taril, but he’s on the ship now so she finds herself trying to think of something to do while Taril is visiting his various aunts and uncles on world ::
(21:27:31) CSO_Cdr_Wright: :: eating a similar hot dog in a coordinated blue gingham sundress, a matching "Newlywed!" button pinned to her chest :: Kate: You were right, these ARE amazing! :: talking with her mouth full ::
(21:28:27) CO_CaptHarper: :: nods emphatically, her mouth also full :: Lexy: Bes anywha!
(21:31:58) XO_Cdr_Kuari: :: approaches Tav from the direction of The Great Lawn in front of the Metropolitan Museum of Art in New York, having flown across the Hudson River from the nearest global transit station. It's pouring rain, and she splashes through the puddles industriously ::
(21:32:10) ENG_Lt_Ilaihr: ::Is sat in his quarters meditating, surrounded by frigid cold; his breath crystallising in the air.::
(21:32:28) CSO_Cdr_Wright: :: wolfs down the whole damn thing and delicately dabs at the corner of her mouth with a napkin ::
(21:32:47) SCI_Ens_Jude: :: After spending time of Betazoid, Linxi returned to Earth, and has decided to watch the Academy Marching Band practice ::
(21:32:57) MED_LCdr_Tav: :: looks up and down 5th Avenue, then turns to look up the steps at the museum behind him, with the banners titling the event: "Ancient Aliens: What Humans Expected Before First Contact". He spots Kuari making her way toward him and waves ::
(21:33:10) CEO_LCdrQuinn: :: Steps into Ten Forward, having turned things over to spacedock personell, and aiming to have a drink with a view of the cavernous and bustling hangar before he heads out for a visit home. Seeing T’Lira, he nods genially::
(21:34:05) CEO_LCdrQuinn: Commander. You’re a straggler too, eh?
(21:34:22) CO_CaptHarper: :: finishes hers as well and washes it down with a drink of a cold draft beer :: Lexy: What is... :: hides a burp as she looks up a the ferris wheel :: next?
(21:34:45) TAC_LCdr_TLira: :: lifts an eyebrow :: CEO: I am unfamiliar with what a... straggler is.
(21:35:30) CSO_Cdr_Wright: :: with a very serious expression :: Kate: I am in dire, dire need of... cotton candy.
(21:35:50) CEO_LCdrQuinn: TAC: Uh, well, you know. One who...straggles?
(21:36:28) CEO_LCdrQuinn: :: Coughs awkwardly :: You’ve stayed behind,
(21:36:48) TAC_LCdr_TLira: :: the eyebrow goes higher as she thinks of what that term could mean, and comes to a conclusion :: CEO: I have indeed stayed behind. As, I notice, have you.
(21:37:06) CO_CaptHarper: :: takes her hand and starts off, matching Lexy's serious tone :: Lexy: Then it is imperative that we find you whatever that is!
(21:37:52) XO_Cdr_Kuari: :: grins widely, showing many pointed teeth, and stops in front of Tav, not noticing the sign. She vigorously shakes dog-style, water flying off of her plated back and furred hide to either side ::
(21:38:01) CO_CaptHarper: :: wonders offhand why anyone would make candy out of fabric, having not tried that when she was last in NY ::
(21:38:16) CSO_Cdr_Wright: :: still serious :: Kate: There must be some here. It is a standard confection of these places. :: can't keep up the serious face and giggles :: C'mon, I think there's a stand over here!
(21:38:52) NAV_LtJG_Navarro: :: lounging by the pool at the Hawaiian resort, nursing a piña colada and people-watching from behind his aviator-frames ::
(21:39:21) CO_CaptHarper: :: joins in the giggling and lets Lexy pull her along to the stand ::
(21:41:21) MED_LCdr_Tav: :: smiles back :: Hiya! Are you ready for some of humanity's less proud history? :: begins scaling the mount ::
(21:41:55) CSO_Cdr_Wright: :: orders at the stand and is rewarded with two mounds of pink cotton candy on sticks, each bigger than her head, and presents one to Kate ::
(21:42:32) CEO_LCdrQuinn: Oh! Yeah, but just for now. It’s a little tradition of mine whenever we put in back in 001. A drink with the girl before I leave her. With the best view around!
(21:42:38) XO_Cdr_Kuari: :: starts following Tav, but hesitates at his question, her smile dropping :: Um...?
(21:42:50) MED_LCdr_Tav: :: gestures again at the banners ::
(21:43:01) CO_CaptHarper: :: examines the wispy treat as she takes it, her eyes wide ::
(21:43:06) XO_Cdr_Kuari: :: reads the signs :: Tav: Oh! This should be interesting.
(21:43:30) CO_CaptHarper: :: sticks out her tongue and licks at it, and then brightens ::
(21:43:39) CSO_Cdr_Wright: :: licks it and shows how it dissolves on her tongue ::
(21:43:43) CO_CaptHarper: Lexy: Oh! It is... well, sugar, yes?
(21:43:51) TAC_LCdr_TLira: :: does not bother to raise the eyebrow higher. Engineers are a strange brand of officer :: CEO: I see.
(21:44:02) CSO_Cdr_Wright: Kate: Yes! Spun sugar. It's great, is what it is.
(21:44:24) CO_CaptHarper: :: chomps into the cotton candy :: Lexy: Mmm-hmm!
(21:44:34) MED_LCdr_Tav: Kuari: That's what I thought. When I saw this exhibit, I was hoping we'd make it back to Federation space in time!
(21:44:56) ENG_Lt_Ilaihr: ::Opens his eyes, and he is at Starfleet Medical.:: ~Moran: Hello Kessel.~
(21:46:10) CSO_Cdr_Wright: :: savors the treat slowly as she looks around for the next thing ::
(21:46:44) CEO_LCdrQuinn: Well...what brings you down here, then? You never struck me as much of a booze hound.
(21:47:31) TAC_LCdr_TLira: :: looks at her tea :: CEO: I do not know what you are referring to with that phrase, but I am simply contemplating what to do.
(21:47:38) ENG_Lt_Ilaihr: <Moran> ENG: Oh... ::Has long since acclimated to Ilaihr appearing spontaneously.:: I heard Atlantis was in orbit. I've been expecting you.
(21:48:08) CO_CaptHarper: :: walks away from the cotton candy stand with Lexy, swinging their clasped hands as she eats the sugary treat ::
(21:48:14) XO_Cdr_Kuari: :: walks alongside Tav into the building ::
(21:48:49) CSO_Cdr_Wright: Kate: What do you want to do to work up an appetite again?
(21:48:57) XO_Cdr_Kuari: Tav: Humans have very interesting architecture in their history. So much detail and art.
(21:49:46) ENG_Lt_Ilaihr: ~Moran: It is good to see you, old friend.~
(21:50:43) CO_CaptHarper: :: looks around at all of the attractions :: Lexy: Well, we yet to ride the roller coaster.
(21:51:00) ENG2_Ens_Razyn: :: he is exploring New York. cross that out. he is /lost/ in New York, and is randomly walking around ::
(21:52:17) ENG_Lt_Ilaihr: <Moran> ENG: How are you feeling?
(21:52:24) CSO_Cdr_Wright: Kate: Mmm, maybe not RIGHT after eating...
(21:52:33) MED_LCdr_Tav: Kuari: Yes! :: looks around :: This semi-gothic style is beautiful, and my favorite of the early Twentieth Century would be Art Deco. It's fascinating how humans built for so much more than just function. :: admires the 527-year-old building around them ::
(21:53:26) CO_CaptHarper: Hmmm... :: spies a shooting gallery :: Lexy: Oh! How about that one! :: eagerly points it out ::
(21:54:25) ENG_Lt_Ilaihr: ::Lowers his head.:: ~Moran: I am fine.~
(21:54:42) CSO_Cdr_Wright: Kate: Midway games? Sounds like fun! :: grins and walks with Kate over to the gallery ::
(21:57:01) CO_CaptHarper: :: finishes the cotton candy as she approaches the shooting gallery and takes it in, along with all of the prizes ::
(21:58:17) CSO_Cdr_Wright: :: still working on hers as she watches, grinning at Kate's cute excitement ::
(21:58:57) ENG_Lt_Ilaihr: <Moran> ::Picks up a medical tricorder, scanning his own head, and looking over the results.:: ENG: You know I know that's a lie. Also I can detect you're brainwaves through the telepathic link.
(22:01:26) XO_Cdr_Kuari: Tav: Rucara don't build many buildings, using trees for supports or digging caves for strong shelters. If we build on the ground, we tend to make domes, similar to what humans initially used on other planets.
(22:02:02) CO_CaptHarper: :: lights up when she sees a handmade plush shark, since it reminds me of the fighter Wing :: Oh! :: points at it :: How do I win that?
(22:02:03) CEO_LCdrQuinn: ::Orders himself a White Russian:: Well, you’re not hurting for options down there. But maybe that’s part of the problem? Picking one thing off the list?
(22:02:22) CO_CaptHarper: Carnie> Kate: Just hit all the targets with this gun, ma'am.
(22:02:30) ENG2_Ens_Razyn: :: he eventually makes it to central park, shrugging, deciding that a little more walking couldn't hurt ::
(22:02:48) TAC_LCdr_TLira: CEO: You presume there is a list. I find that little on Earth is of interest to me, at the moment.
(22:03:09) CSO_Cdr_Wright: :: nods encouragingly at Kate :: Kate: Give it a try!
(22:04:35) CO_CaptHarper: :: licks the cotton candy residue off her lips and takes the old-fashioned gun ::
(22:05:08) MED_LCdr_Tav: Kuari: Trill are pretty basic with their buildings. The symbionts come from cave pools and the humanoids don't put much into the styling. Not until the last couple hundred years, anyway. :: walks up to the ticket counter and procures two tickets before walking toward the first exhibit hall to the left ::
(22:05:20) CEO_LCdrQuinn: :: Looks off to the side so he can roll his eyes a bit. He should really know better than to try and initiate small talk with a Vulcan:: Well, there’s more to this system than Earth, you know.
(22:05:33) CO_CaptHarper: Carnie> One game ticket, please, ma'am.
(22:05:41) ENG_Lt_Ilaihr: ~Moran: I am currently meditating in my quarters. I have decreased the temperature to -25° Celsius, to slow down metabolic function. But... I am exhausted.~
(22:05:50) CO_CaptHarper: Oh! :: digs out a ticket from her bag and hands it over :::
(22:06:29) TAC_LCdr_TLira: :: glances out of the window :: CEO: I am aware. The list remains empty. I lived in this system for a number of years.
(22:06:42) CO_CaptHarper: :: raises the gun to her shoulder, finding the sighting method to be antiquated, but clearly functional ::
(22:06:46) CSO_Cdr_Wright: :: watches, smiling as she finishes her cotton candy ::
(22:07:11) CO_CaptHarper: :: sights in on the first target and fires, but misses ::
(22:07:52) CO_CaptHarper: :: frowns, disappointed, but aims carefully at the second target and hits it ::
(22:08:08) CO_CaptHarper: :: but misses when she fires at the third target ::
(22:08:43) CO_CaptHarper: :: makes an adjustment to her aim, and hits the fourth target ::
(22:09:03) ENG_Lt_Ilaihr: <Moran> ::Looks over the tricorder readings some more.:: ENG: Are you still taking your medication?
(22:09:13) CO_CaptHarper: :: and misses the last target with the same adjustment ::
(22:09:18) CEO_LCdrQuinn: Yeah? Get out to the belt much?
(22:09:23) CSO_Cdr_Wright: :: frowns, watching ::
(22:09:28) CO_CaptHarper: Carnie> Kate: Two out of five! Better luck next time, ma'am.
(22:09:42) CO_CaptHarper: :: puts the gun down, disappointed, but also suspecting that something is off with its aim ::
(22:09:54) ENG_Lt_Ilaihr: ~Moran: Yes.~ ::Nods.::
(22:10:23) TAC_LCdr_TLira: CEO: On occasion. Such exercises are still mandatory for those wishing to recieve a flight certification. My son finds such excursions to be intriguing, as well.
(22:10:32) CO_CaptHarper: :: checks her stock of game tickets and decides against trying again, with her suspicions about the gun ::
(22:10:52) CSO_Cdr_Wright: :: looks at the toy shark :: Kate: It's that shark you want? You could just replicate it, you know.
(22:12:31) CO_CaptHarper: :: also looks at the shark :: Lexy: I know, but, well, it would not be *that* shark. From here, this day, on our honeymoon.
(22:12:40) ENG_Lt_Ilaihr: <Moran> ::Frowns, reclining back in his chair.:: ENG: Then... you need to get down here as soon as possible, kid... I am not comfortable with these readings... If the medication has stopped working, then that means your condition is accelerating.
(22:13:09) CO_CaptHarper: :: her voice full of sentimentality toned with disappointment ::
(22:13:18) MED_LCdr_Tav: :: enters the Great Hall and finds a first exhibit, where a screen plays black-and-white alien horror movies with scary monsters emerging from flying saucers and attacking people. :: Kuari: Is that... Is that my mother in law?
(22:13:29) CSO_Cdr_Wright: :: puts her hands on her hips in mock frustration :: Kate: Well, then. I guess you'd better step aside and let me win that for my beautiful wife.
(22:14:01) CSO_Cdr_Wright: Kate: That disappointed look on your face just won't do.
(22:14:03) CO_CaptHarper: :: smiles :: Lexy: I know that you are a good shot, but you really do not need to. :: leans in to whisper :: And I think the gun is substantially off.
(22:14:58) CEO_LCdrQuinn: Well, to me it’s home. Vesta colony. But sure, the amateur belt racing circuit is alive and well. I was thinking of grabbing a rental myself, trying my hand like I used to. Maybe you could tag along?
(22:15:00) CSO_Cdr_Wright: :: whispers back :: Kate: I know. I was watching. At least let me try, hmm? :: pulls out a ticket and slaps it onto the counter :: Carnie: Can I have a turn?
(22:15:17) CEO_LCdrQuinn: Think of it as training, if nothing else.
(22:15:19) CO_CaptHarper: Carnie> Absolutely. :: takes the ticket and hands over the gun ::
(22:15:33) CO_CaptHarper: :: grins at Lexy :: Good luck!
(22:15:38) CSO_Cdr_Wright: :: favors him with a winning smile and picks up the gun, inspecting it ::
(22:16:20) TAC_LCdr_TLira: :: the eyebrow goes up and her first thought is to refuse, but then she pauses :: CEO: A racing circuit?
(22:16:25) XO_Cdr_Kuari: :: looks from the screen to Tav, then back, confused. Since the likelihood of the alien in question being Tav's mother-in-law, she assumes he is jesting, as he often does, and attempts to respond in kind :: Tav: One of your hosts mated with a slig?
(22:16:30) CSO_Cdr_Wright: Self: The workmanship on this weapon is poor, but I think if I correct by a few microns...
(22:16:35) ENG_Lt_Ilaihr: ::His avatar flickers before Kessel.:: ~Moran: Can you simply not increase the dosage.~
(22:17:14) CSO_Cdr_Wright: :: picks up the weapon, sights in on the first target, and fires, hitting it ::
(22:17:35) CSO_Cdr_Wright: :: adjusts slightly and hits the second target ::
(22:17:41) CO_CaptHarper: :: watches Lexy try to win her a prize, feeling rather special because of the simple act, and fist pumps as she hits the first two targets ::
(22:17:58) CSO_Cdr_Wright: :: another minute adjustment and makes quick work of the third target ::
(22:18:05) CO_CaptHarper: :: bites her lip in anticipation as she watches the targets fall ::
(22:18:25) CSO_Cdr_Wright: :: mutters as she hits the fourth target, not getting a square hit but still enough to take it out ::
(22:19:04) ENG_Lt_Ilaihr: <Moran> ENG: Its gone beyond that. I need you down here at Starfleet Medical immedietly... ::Cuts Ilaihr off before he can object.:: Otherwise... I will be forced to involve your chief medical officer, to make you come down.
(22:19:10) CO_CaptHarper: :: holds her breath as she watches for the last hit ::
(22:19:13) CEO_LCdrQuinn: Sure! It’s been huge since...forever. Back when humans were still trying to get our ships fast enough to stretch our legs out among the stars, that was how the adrenaline junkies got out their need for speed. We got pretty darn good at building nimble impulse ships,
(22:19:22) CSO_Cdr_Wright: :: takes a deep breath and releases it, holding her lungs empty, aiming carefully, and hits the final target ::
(22:19:49) CO_CaptHarper: :: cheers, really too enthusastically for the activity :: Lexy: You did it!
(22:19:59) CSO_Cdr_Wright: :: smiles proudly as she hands the gun back to the carnie :: Carnie: And that is that.
(22:20:07) TAC_LCdr_TLira: CEO: So it is for those who do not have compunctions about their safety? Or are such measures installed?
(22:20:17) MED_LCdr_Tav: :: grins :: Kuari: I'm not sure what a slig is, but we can go with it. :: keeps watching scene after scene of black-and-white humans running from terrifying monsters fill the screen, and eventually the video fades into an intro of the event and history of human imagination of alien life in the 20th and 21st centuries before first contact with the Vulcans proved everything they knew to be wrong. :: Kuari: Fascinating.
(22:20:28) CO_CaptHarper: Carnie> :: somewhat surprised that this naïve-looking woman just rattled off five hits :: Lexy: Yes, you did!
(22:20:34) CEO_LCdrQuinn: If I remember my history, it sort of saved our butts in the early years of the Romulan War. Helped us counter their more powerful ships with hit and run tactics.
(22:21:04) CO_CaptHarper: Carnie> :: reaches for the shark :: Lexy: This one, I take it?
(22:21:17) CSO_Cdr_Wright: Carnie: I'd like that prize for my bride, please, yes. :: gestures helpfully at Kate ::
(22:21:31) CO_CaptHarper: :: claps, beaming ::
(22:21:49) CEO_LCdrQuinn: Oh, there are legally mandated safeties. Heavy duty inertial dampeners, emergency beam outs, that sort of thing.
(22:22:18) ENG_Lt_Ilaihr: ::Sighs.:: ~Moran: Very well. When should I expect to come down.~
(22:22:24) XO_Cdr_Kuari: :: watches the screen from next to Tav, wide-eyed and staring :: Tav: This is from human imagination?
(22:22:25) CO_CaptHarper: Carnie> :: hands Kate the shark :: L&K: There you go, ma'am. Nice shooting, and congratulations on your wedding.
(22:22:42) TAC_LCdr_TLira: :: considers. If anything it would be something to do :: CEO: I do not see any reason why I should not at least witness such a circuit.
(22:23:18) CSO_Cdr_Wright: Carnie: Thank you very much! :: is happy that Kate is happy ::
(22:23:30) CO_CaptHarper: :: takes the shark and hugs it :: Carnie: Thank you!
(22:24:09) CO_CaptHarper: :: then hugs Lexy and plants a kiss on her cheek :: Thank you for winning that for me! I knew that you could shoot, but that was really impressive!
(22:24:15) CEO_LCdrQuinn: Cool! We can grab the next shuttle outbound, if you like.
(22:24:36) ENG_Lt_Ilaihr: <Moran> ENG: I have two appointments next, and a meeting with the board... No more than two and a half hours. To I make myself clear? One minute late, and I call Atlantis.
(22:24:49) CSO_Cdr_Wright: Kate: I've been practicing. :: blows on her nails and buffs them on her dress ::
(22:25:17) CO_CaptHarper: Carnie> :: inspecting the gun, since so few people actually win at this game ::
(22:25:19) TAC_LCdr_TLira: :: checks that her PADD is with her and then nods :: CEO: That is acceptable.
(22:26:01) ENG_Lt_Ilaihr: ~Moran: You have spent too much time amongst the humans.~
(22:26:02) CO_CaptHarper: Lexy: I am impressed! :: examining her prize as they walk away :: See, it *is* handmade! You cannot replicate that... or the memory of you winning it for me.
(22:26:18) ENG_Lt_Ilaihr: ENG: I like them, they're simple folk.
(22:27:35) CSO_Cdr_Wright: :: looks at it, noting that it is handmade, and nods :: Kate: So it is! I'll have to find something I want to keep from today as well. :: looks around at the prizes ::
(22:28:18) MED_LCdr_Tav: :: continues past the viewer to some early movie props, including a robot with a large plexiglass oval filled with lights and bars. Moving down the large, round metallic body, there are red plier-like claws for hands, and the legs - while separate - lead to treads. Occasionally, the artifact begins swinging the claws around and loudly exclaiming, "Danger, Will Robinson!" Tav sees it and makes a beeline ::
(22:28:18) MED_LCdr_Tav: Kuari: Humans are a very inventive species. In their storytelling, they created all sorts of creatures and... well, robots like this... who they named "Robot." This was from a television show where a human family got lost in space, but i can't remember the name of the show off the top of my head. :: is totally serious, but he admires Robot nonetheless ::
(22:28:27) ENG_Lt_Ilaihr: <Moran> ENG: But two and half hours Ilaihr!
(22:29:20) CO_CaptHarper: Lexy: Yes, perhaps something I can win for you!
(22:30:04) ENG_Lt_Ilaihr: ::His visage disappears from the doctor's office, as he reopens his eyes in his quarters.:: Comp: Computer, lower room temperature another ten degrees.
(22:30:17) CEO_LCdrQuinn: :: Grins as he works on finishing his drink. :: Sweet. It’ll be fun!
(22:31:14) CSO_Cdr_Wright: :: reads a sign proclaiming the top prize for the booth is a custom portrait :: Kate: That one! I want that one! :: points excitedly ::
(22:31:22) ENG2_Ens_Razyn: :: he sits at a bench in the middle of the park, and closes his eyes, listening to the sounds around him. he isoltates the bird sounds, whistling back their tunes ::
(22:31:26) XO_Cdr_Kuari: :: watches the video, taking in the imagination of humans, finding the ideas presented ridiculous compared to real life, but tries to imagine what it must have been like not knowing what was to come with space exploration ::
(22:34:24) CO_CaptHarper: :: sees the portrait prize and loves that idea, then takes in the game she would have to win, recognizing it as baseball, or at least part of it ::
(22:35:12) ENG_Lt_Ilaihr: Comp: Computer, set personal alarm for two hours. ::Close his eyes, sitting back in his seat; frost forming on his face.::
(22:35:27) CO_CaptHarper: Carnie> Hit all ten balls and win the grand prize!
(22:35:30) MED_LCdr_Tav: :: continues through the Lost In Space exhibit, which gives way to The Day The Earth Stood Still and The Thing From Another World, War of the Worlds, This Island Earth, and more. :: Kuari: It seems that the humans of that age certainly enjoyed scaring themselves silly. In a dark theater, with the lights dim... many a young human male would take his girlfriend in the hopes of having an excuse to put his arm around her when
(22:35:30) MED_LCdr_Tav: mped in fright. ::
(22:36:05) CO_CaptHarper: :: hands Lexy her bag :: I think I can do this.
(22:36:47) CSO_Cdr_Wright: :: takes the bag, grinning... her face actually hurts from smiling so much today, but she doesn't care. ::
(22:37:00) MED_LCdr_Tav: when she jumped in fright. ::
(22:37:13) CO_CaptHarper: :: pulls a ticket out of the bag as she hands it over and gives it to the carnie, then receives a bat in return ::
(22:37:44) CSO_Cdr_Wright: :: watches excitedly as Kate assumes the batting position ::
(22:37:54) CO_CaptHarper: :: mimics the stance on the poster and takes a few practice swings - it's not a tennis racket, but it's still hitting a fast-moving ball out of the air, so she is confident as she steps into the cage ::
(22:38:13) CO_CaptHarper: Carnie> The pitches speed up as you go through them. Get ready!
(22:38:48) CO_CaptHarper: :: steps up to the plate and raises the bat ::
(22:38:57) XO_Cdr_Kuari: :: cocks her head, absorbing Tav's information :: Tav: Such an interesting history, something I never would have known had we not visited here.
(22:39:14) CO_CaptHarper: :: the first pitch comes in rather slow and she easily connects ::
(22:39:35) CSO_Cdr_Wright: :: cheers loudly ::
(22:40:15) CO_CaptHarper: :: the second is a bit faster and she hits it away as well, her dress swirling away fetchingly as she twists through the swing ::
(22:41:10) CEO_LCdrQuinn: :: Finishes off his drink and returns the glass with a smile before turning to T’Lira. :: Ready?
(22:41:32) CO_CaptHarper: :: easily knocks away the next three pitches ::
(22:41:39) ENG_Lt_Ilaihr: ::Loses consciousness.::
(22:41:50) TAC_LCdr_TLira: :: has finished her tea and composed a message to let Elena know should she be out of contact for a bit :: CEO: I am.
(22:42:28) CSO_Cdr_Wright: :: hoots excitedly ::
(22:42:40) CO_CaptHarper: :: tips the sixth pitch, but it counts ::
(22:43:41) CO_CaptHarper: :: solidly hits the seventh and eighth though, as they come in faster ::
(22:43:58) CSO_Cdr_Wright: :: hopping up and down, not noticing people paying attention to her ::
(22:44:29) MED_LCdr_Tav: :: moves on to a Mork and Mindy exhibit :: Kuari: But then there were lighter shows, where aliens weren't assumed to be evil. In this one, a comedy, the character created a relationship and in some ways passed for being human. :: watches the short intro video ::
(22:44:57) CO_CaptHarper: :: the machine is varying the timing between pitches and is waiting longer than usual before throwing the ninth, and she's almost about to lose concentration when it fires ::
(22:45:20) CO_CaptHarper: :: she swings, not hard, but the point is to just hit them, not hit them out of the metaphorical park, and she connects ::
(22:45:40) CO_CaptHarper: Carnie> Nine of ten! One more and we have a grand prize winner!
(22:46:09) XO_Cdr_Kuari: :: grins at Robin Williams' performance :: Tav: I like him.
(22:46:09) CO_CaptHarper: :: quickly brushes hair out of her face and waits for the pitch ::
(22:47:10) CSO_Cdr_Wright: :: is beside herself with excitement, far beyond what is necessary, cheering loudly :: Kate: You've got this, baby!
(22:47:37) CO_CaptHarper: :: waiting in anticipation of the dastardly machine's throw ::
(22:47:41) CO_CaptHarper: :: the fastball comes, straight down the middle, and she swings and hits it into the back of the cage with a resounding thunk! ::
(22:48:07) CSO_Cdr_Wright: Kate: YEAH!!
(22:48:30) CO_CaptHarper: :: raises the bat overhead and cheers ::
(22:48:38) CO_CaptHarper: Carnie> Winner! Grand prize winner here!
(22:49:28) CO_CaptHarper: :: wipes away a light sweat from her brow as she exits the cage, all smiles ::
(22:49:44) CSO_Cdr_Wright: Kate: You were *amazing*!
(22:49:48) CEO_LCdrQuinn: :: Hops off his stool with his characteristic energy and makes for the nearest lift, bound for the transporter room. :: Come on, then!
(22:50:07) TAC_LCdr_TLira: :: follows at a more sedate pace, in absolutely no rush at all ::
(22:50:15) CO_CaptHarper: Lexy: Thank you! It is not my usual sport, but it was fun!
(22:51:14) CO_CaptHarper: Carnie> The artist is back this way and can sit you whenever you're ready. Nicely done!
(22:51:44) MED_LCdr_Tav: Kuari: He was quite the entertainer. 108 different movies. But he battled depression... and ultimately lost. :: sighs, and moves on to the next exhibit, with two mannequins battling with lightsabres :: Kuari: And then there were movies about the battle between good and evil, like Star Wars. :: stops at a viewer showing scenes from all 26 movies ::
(22:51:47) ENG2_Ens_Razyn: :: he grins, as the birds respond to the whistles ::
(22:51:51) CSO_Cdr_Wright: :: hands Kate her bag and claps excitedly :: Kate: Let's get a portrait of us for our quarters!
(22:52:30) CO_CaptHarper: Lexy: That sounds wonderful! :: takes the bag and produces a mirror to check her hair after the athletics ::
(22:52:52) XO_Cdr_Kuari: :: watches the glowing sword whip around the screen :: Tav: I didn't know you were such an expert on human history.
(22:53:00) CSO_Cdr_Wright: :: takes it and checks her own as well, then hands it back ::
(22:54:21) CO_CaptHarper: :: walks with Lexy back into the artist's studio ::
(22:55:55) CSO_Cdr_Wright: :: explains to the artist what they want with input from Kate ::
(22:56:19) MED_LCdr_Tav: Kuari: Human science fiction fascinates me. And you should see what technology they always expected to be 50 years into their future! Personal flying vehicles were always just around the corner.
(22:56:42) CO_CaptHarper: Artist> I can do that! Please, over here, like this... :: poses them, making minor adjustments ::
(22:58:09) XO_Cdr_Kuari: :: grins :: While Rucara don't make a lot of buildings, we've always been fascinated with flying higher, making machines to go into space. That's what we developed walls for.
(22:58:52) CO_CaptHarper: Artist> :: satisifed, he retreats behind his easel :: Now stay as still as you can!
(22:59:18) CSO_Cdr_Wright: :: does her best to stay still...! ::
(22:59:32) MED_LCdr_Tav: :: continues watching as they converse :: Kuari: Walls?
(22:59:50) CO_CaptHarper: :: likewise, but is not really a stay still kind of person ::
(23:00:25) CO_CaptHarper: Artist> :: after some time, he manages to produce the portrait, even with Kate's fidgeting, and presents it to them ::
(23:00:33) CO_CaptHarper: It is wonderful! :: looks from the artist to Lexy ::
(23:00:41) CSO_Cdr_Wright: :: looks at it :: Kate: What a beautiful memory of this day! <3 Artist: Thank you!
(23:00:54) CO_CaptHarper: Lexy: A wonderful memory indeed. Artist: Thank you so much!
(23:00:56) CO_CaptHarper: Artist> My pleasure. :: bows ::
(23:00:57) CO_CaptHarper: PAUSE SIM
(23:00:58) CO_CaptHarper: PAUSE SIM
(23:00:59) CO_CaptHarper: PAUSE SIM