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(21:15:55) CaptHarper: BEGIN SIM
(21:15:55) CaptHarper: BEGIN SIM
(21:15:56) CaptHarper: BEGIN SIM
(21:16:32) CaptHarper: :: touches the Seraphim down in one of Refuge's landing bays, then turns to her crew after quickly securing the station ::
(21:17:05) CSO_Cdr_Wright: :: secures the second station ::
(21:17:18) TAC2_1LT_Grey: :: looks up from her weapons, working on checking her weapons, curious. ::
(21:17:45) CaptHarper: All: Alright, be on your best behavior, but do not get taken advantage of. This place may be rowdy, but it is not lawless, and we are representatives of exactly what most of them fled.
(21:18:07) CTO_LtC_Wolfe: :: who rose just before touchdown is now standing at the hatch, more out of habit than any real concern. ::
(21:18:18) CaptHarper: Oh, and... MED: Doctor, please inoculate us against Orion pheromones.
(21:18:19) MED_Lt_Acacia: :: takes a deep breath and nods once, tightening the strap on her medkit and carrying it over her shoulder. ::
(21:19:11) MED_Lt_Acacia: :: grins, grabbing the hypospray from her kit and pressing a few buttons. She gives herself the shot first, then goes to offer it to everyone else. ::
(21:19:32) CaptHarper: :: inclines her neck as Acacia comes by ::
(21:19:55) TAC2_1LT_Grey: :: rises and moves to lean against the wall nearest the hatch, waiting for Acacia to come by ::
(21:20:04) NAV_Lt_Navarro: :: holding down the bridge, where everything is quiet, but there's still a display of away team vitals on the main viewer ::
(21:20:14) ENG_Ens_Skovik: :: stands up and readies himself for Acacia to hypo him ::
(21:20:26) SCI_LtJG_Jude: :: waits for Acacia ::
(21:20:27) CSO_Cdr_Wright: :: tilts her head for Acacia, accepting the hypo when it comes by ::
(21:20:47) MED_Lt_Acacia: :: goes around the pod, then looks up :: All: Miss anyone?
(21:21:11) XO_Cdr_Kuari: :: offers her neck, wondering if she even needs it ::
(21:21:22) TAC2_1LT_Grey: :: rubs her neck where the hypo was injected. Always this was the worst part. ::
(21:21:38) CTO_LtC_Wolfe: :: does not fight the hypospray ::
(21:21:43) CEO_LtCdr_Ilaihr: ::Chuckles, remembering fondly being young enough to be tempted by Orion females.:: Self: So many wonderful evenings. ::Sighs happily.::
(21:22:57) CaptHarper: :: surveys the shuttle as everyone gets their shot, then nods in satisfaction :: CTO: Shall we?
(21:23:35) CTO_LtC_Wolfe: :: gives Harper a grin that few would know is friendly :: CO: We shall. :: actuates the hatch ::
(21:24:31) MED_Lt_Acacia: :: looks to Tailor as she stows the hypospray back in her kit. :: CMO: Okay. Anything specific on your list, Doctor?
(21:24:52) CaptHarper: :: as they file out :: All: For those shopping, remember that we can trade, but do not go too overboard. CEO: Especially you. :: grins, knowing Ilaihr will be right at home ::
(21:25:01) TAC2_1LT_Grey: :: stands from the wall, attention turning to the medics. ::
(21:25:48) CEO_LtCdr_Ilaihr: CO: I... dont know what you mean Captain. ::Rolls eyes playfully.::
(21:26:19) CSO_Cdr_Wright: :: follows along, staying close to Kate, thinking about the intimidating Orion woman ::
(21:26:45) CaptHarper: All: Happy shopping! :: locks the Seraphim ::
(21:27:05) CaptHarper: :: leads Kuari, Wright, and Wolfe off to the upper level ::
(21:27:06) XO_Cdr_Kuari: :: trots close to Harper's other side, in uniform befitting a first officer and not in marine armor ::
(21:28:16) ENG_Ens_Skovik: :: looks to Ilaihr. :: CEO: Where are we going first, Sir?
(21:29:48) VenyaKashar: :: her guards are expecting the Atlantis crew, so once Harper and company arrive on the upper levels, they're found and ushered right in to Venya's office waiting room ::
(21:30:04) CTO_LtC_Wolfe: :: stays protectively right at Harper's shoulder. ::
(21:30:30) VenyaKashar: Orion Heavy> Venya will see you now. :: gestures at the door ::
(21:30:42) CTO_LtC_Wolfe: :: has no sense of the casual despite Tira's best work ::
(21:31:05) CaptHarper: :: strides on in to the office ::
(21:31:27) CMO_Lt_Tailor: MED: I could use some Altarian leeches.. oh, and some Betelgeusian grubs. And maybe some mortars and pestles, to grind up the dried tribble hearts...
(21:31:50) VenyaKashar: :: lying on the couch, clad in black leather and drinking a glass of wine as the party enters ::
(21:31:52) CEO_LtCdr_Ilaihr: ::Finds his feet, and begins trotting along.:: ENG: I have never been here before.
(21:31:58) SCI_LtJG_Jude: :: follows Acacia :: CMO: Leeches? Eugh. Gross.
(21:32:44) CEO_LtCdr_Ilaihr: ENG: Must browse... Just, dont wander off the beaten path without me.
(21:32:45) XO_Cdr_Kuari: :: stays tight to Harper's side, stopping when she does, large eyes focused on Venya, but only after she's scanned the room with sight and smell ::
(21:32:51) TAC2_1LT_Grey: :: stays at the heels of the group, scanning the surroundings intently ::
(21:32:57) MED_Lt_Acacia: :: grins, following the party heading for the market :: CMO: Well, I'll.. keep an eye out for them.
(21:33:07) VenyaKashar: :: gestures grandiosely as everyone comes in :: Ohhhhhhhhhh! Oh my, look at all of you! :: stops on Kuari :: And a Rucara, even!
(21:33:29) SCI_LtJG_Jude: MED: You know what would be nice? Some original artwork.
(21:33:53) MED_Lt_Acacia: :: clasps her hands together, gasping :: SCI: Ooh, yes, whatever the natives make.
(21:34:06) CSO_Cdr_Wright: :: looks around with open curiosity ::
(21:34:20) ENG_Ens_Skovik: CEO: Of course, Commander. I plan to follow your lead on this one.
(21:35:09) CMO_Lt_Tailor: ::smirks at Grey:: SCI: Would you rather I bleed you with a klingon leech? Those have three times the teeth...
(21:35:11) ENG_Ens_Skovik: :: follows along with Ilaihr ::
(21:35:23) VenyaKashar: :: then her gaze trails up the tower that is Wolfe :: And what a fine specimen of a man you are, Mmm-hmmm.
(21:35:33) SCI_LtJG_Jude: CMO: I would rather not bleed at all.
(21:35:34) CMO_Lt_Tailor: SCI: And no natural anesthetic.
(21:35:43) CaptHarper: Ms. Kashar.
(21:35:52) XO_Cdr_Kuari: :: narrows her eyes suspiciously at Venya. How does she know about Rucara other than herself, when there are only three of them in the Alpha Quadrant, she wonders? ::
(21:35:56) CMO_Lt_Tailor: ::hums as she peruses the stalls in the market, completely ignoring Grey::
(21:36:23) MED_Lt_Acacia: :: rolls her eyes and laughs lightly, keeping near enough to be able to see Tailor, but talking to different merchants. ::
(21:36:45) VenyaKashar: :: then stops on Wright and Harper :: And you two lovely ladies are a sight for sore eyes! I must say, I thought Ian was the eye-candy, but Starfleet must only take beautiful people, it seems!
(21:37:12) CSO_Cdr_Wright: :: blushes faintly, despite her best efforts not to ::
(21:37:18) CMO_Lt_Tailor: ::keeps an eye out for Vendarian sheep's dung while she's at it::
(21:37:19) CaptHarper: Ms, Kashar, if we can—
(21:37:20) VenyaKashar: :: interrupts :: Do call me Venya, darling. Tea? Wine?
(21:37:40) CTO_LtC_Wolfe: :: shows no reaction. All business. ::
(21:37:49) XO_Cdr_Kuari: :: watches Venya carefully, attempting to judge by expression or words as to what she's up to ::
(21:37:51) TAC2_1LT_Grey: CMO: No. No thank you. :: remains quiet besides that, watching the members of the group she was accompanying. ::
(21:38:29) CaptHarper: No, thank you, Venya. :: offers a polite smile :: We are simply here to help, at Ia—Admiral Blackthorne's behest.
(21:39:03) SCI_LtJG_Jude: MED: Hey, look at this thing. :: picks up a tiny box, and turns the lever on the side, it playing native music :: Oooh
(21:39:06) CEO_LtCdr_Ilaihr: ENG: Keep your eyes peeled. This is a meeting of many cultures and technologies... I want to make some upgrades to Atlantis' systems.
(21:39:23) VenyaKashar: So serious. But, you're on duty, so tea it is. At least have a little fun while you're here. :: snaps her fingers twice and an Orion man brings tea for everyone ::
(21:40:15) CaptHarper: :: politely takes the tea ::
(21:40:20) ENG_Ens_Skovik: CEO: Anything in particular?
(21:40:40) CSO_Cdr_Wright: :: accepts a cup out of politeness, smelling it and finding it to be quite fragrant and appealing ::
(21:40:42) MED_Lt_Acacia: :: excuses herself from where she was, going over to check out the box. She nods approvingly, turning to look at the craftwoman's items herself ::
(21:40:47) CMO_Lt_Tailor: Self: Oooh. ::reaches for a fragrant package wrapped in a large leaf:: Vendor: I'll take three!
(21:40:50) XO_Cdr_Kuari: :: takes the tea, sitting back on her tail in order to receive the teacup ::
(21:40:59) CaptHarper: Thank you, Venya. :: sniffs the tea and finds it quite pleasant, then takes a sip and smiles ::
(21:41:31) SCI_LtJG_Jude: MED: You know what would be great? If we found a sword booth!
(21:41:31) CTO_LtC_Wolfe: :: takes a cup of tea as well, appreciating the size of the vessel. ::
(21:41:40) CEO_LtCdr_Ilaihr: ENG: Although unlikely, a Tholian tetryon tractor beam emitter would be very handy.
(21:41:56) MED_Lt_Acacia: :: tilts her head :: SCI: Like.. buy a sword?
(21:41:56) VenyaKashar: Much better. Now, please, make yourselves comfortable. :: gestures at the assortment of comfy chairs and couches :: I'll explain why Ian sent you all this way.
(21:42:38) SCI_LtJG_Jude: MED: Yeah! There is nothing like a handcrafted sword. The small imperfections from a blacksmith creating one by hand just add character.
(21:42:45) CaptHarper: :: perches on the edge of a plush chair ::
(21:42:45) CSO_Cdr_Wright: :: looks around, taking a seat on one side of a plush couch, carefully holding her tea so as to not spill it ::
(21:43:07) CTO_LtC_Wolfe: :: is comfortable standing and stays that way. ::
(21:43:22) CMO_Lt_Tailor: MED: If you use these sparingly, they'll last for years, and are a terrific substitute for penicillin.. ::sniffs the package lightly:: MED: Although I'd suggest you wear a breather when reconstituting the powder into liquid form.
(21:44:01) CEO_LtCdr_Ilaihr: ENG: A Cardassian sensor array... Some Tzenkethi hull plating... or even some Breen Cryogenic units.
(21:44:27) MED_Lt_Acacia: :: looks around, taking a step back :: SCI: Hm.. I don't see any weapons on this strip. Try a dark alley. :: she giggles, then turns as Tailor approaches. She nods appreciatively, but dodges the powdery leaves reflexively. ::
(21:44:51) VenyaKashar: :: stands and walks around the room, gesturing with her wine glass as she talks ::
(21:45:13) XO_Cdr_Kuari: :: spots a Papasan chair and makes her way to it, showing her acquiesence to Venya's hospitality, and curls up in it but remains vigilant, still holding her tea ::
(21:45:26) VenyaKashar: We have a somewhat delicate matter that our... Queen is loathe to ask for help with, so I took it upon myself.
(21:45:48) CaptHarper: :: sips at her tea as she listens, wondering what could be so urgent ::
(21:45:57) TAC2_1LT_Grey: :: is standing close by, scanning the surroundings intently ::
(21:46:16) CSO_Cdr_Wright: :: her eyebrows flick upward briefly before returning to normal at that pause before "Queen" ::
(21:47:10) VenyaKashar: :: orbits Wolfe, putting her leather-clad assets on display :: There is a ship flying our flag and attacking freighters.
(21:47:39) VenyaKashar: As you well know, we are not pirates, despite some characterizing us that way.
(21:47:52) SCI_LtJG_Jude: :: walks down, and looks at vendors, then calls out :: CMO: There are what looks like some sort of leeches here.
(21:48:03) MED_Lt_Acacia: :: idles away from the party a bit, striking up a conversation with one of the seedier looking merchants. She rolls for charm, offering her winningest smile ::
(21:48:24) CaptHarper: :: perks up ::
(21:48:28) ENG_Ens_Skovik: CEO: Hm... Seems we have quite the list... :: inputs everything on a datapad as they walk and talk. :: CEO: If we can't find the Cardassian array, would you settle for a set of beam columnators and phase discrepancy filters?
(21:48:52) CTO_LtC_Wolfe: :: hasn't actually been drinking the tea as a precaution, but he'd be enjoying the view being provided him were it not for his status as taken. ::
(21:49:00) CMO_Lt_Tailor: ::pays for the leaf packages and then moves to the next stall, perusing cages of Denobulan crickets, before looking to Jude:: SCI: Ooh, let's see. ::steps over::
(21:49:05) XO_Cdr_Kuari: :: raises her ears, Venya's message finally coming through ::
(21:49:21) MED_Lt_Acacia: :: definitely doesn't get any super secret tips™ but does get a pretty necklace ::
(21:49:47) CSO_Cdr_Wright: :: sips her tea, watching Venya carefully ::
(21:50:08) SCI_LtJG_Jude: :: looks around at different people, ~telepathing~ them to see if anyone knows where the weapons are ::
(21:50:14) CEO_LtCdr_Ilaihr: ENG: I suppose. ::Smirks.::
(21:50:34) VenyaKashar: :: moves on from Wolfe to linger in front of Wright :: So far, this pirate has stuck to other non-aligned freighters, along with bothering a few people that the Federation is less interested in.
(21:50:46) ENG_Ens_Skovik: :: makes the appropriate notes on his PADD :: CEO: Very well.
(21:51:49) CEO_LtCdr_Ilaihr: ENG: I'm also personally in the market for any psychotropic substances they may have that I have not already tried. ::Waggles his finger in the air.:: That will he a short list.
(21:51:54) MED_Lt_Acacia: :: pays a couple of people at random as she goes to spit in tubes, stowing them in a sample case she brought with her. One of the merchants finds this funny, and she ends up talking to the woman for a while. ::
(21:52:14) CSO_Cdr_Wright: :: can't argue that Venya is intimidating, not to mention very easy on the eyes, but tries - despite that faint blush again - to calmly sip her tea ::
(21:52:21) CMO_Lt_Tailor: ::inspects the wares that Jude was pointing to before choosing a jar with several glowing purple and electric blue leeches inside::
(21:52:48) TAC2_1LT_Grey: :: has had to move to find a new position, leaning against the wall nearby to watch the shoppers. She doesn't like leaving one unwatched, despite her being one person ::
(21:53:22) ENG_Ens_Skovik: CEO: Er... right... As you say, Sir.
(21:53:25) SCI_LtJG_Jude: CMO: Ey, I am gonna go down that street a few vendors away. Seems like the weapons are over there.
(21:53:31) ENG_Ens_Skovik: :: adds it to the list ::
(21:53:58) TAC2_1LT_Grey: :: sighs :: SCI: I'd prefer it if we stayed together. :: looks at Jude carefully ::
(21:54:00) CSO_Cdr_Wright: :: has questions, but doesn't feel it's her place to ask first, especially not when Venya doesn't seem to be finished telling her tale ::
(21:54:31) VenyaKashar: :: leans down to address Wright :: Inevitably, they'll slip up and attack a Federation freighter, especially as you all start trading out this way, wouldn't you think?
(21:55:03) CMO_Lt_Tailor: SCI: Yeah, better to stick together here.
(21:55:44) SCI_LtJG_Jude: CMO: Well, why don't Grey and I go together while you and Acacia check out the weird medical stuff?
(21:55:51) MED_Lt_Acacia: :: eventually ties it up with the merchant, who points her to a stall with some small gadgets. She turns and realizes she'd wandered off, going to find the others, which doesn't take too long. She smiles, looking at the jar of leeches Tailor has :: CMO: Oh, good.
(21:56:03) CSO_Cdr_Wright: :: is now eye-level with an impressive amount of cleavage, and her blush becomes more pronounced as she drags her eyes upward to meet Venya's and nod in agreement with whatever it was she just asked ::
(21:56:08) CaptHarper: :: clears her throat to get the heat off Lexy, knowing that she must be uncomfortable :: And that will cause us to think the Free Fleets were responsible.
(21:56:11) TAC2_1LT_Grey: SCI: I'm sure once we're finished here, we can wander over to that area. Besides, I personally could use some new weapons. ::
(21:56:48) VenyaKashar: :: turns and saunters over to Harper :: Exactly, my dear! Don't you think it best that we avoid the unpleasantness of that kind of misunderstanding?
(21:57:42) MED_Lt_Acacia: :: looks around :: TAC2: Well, I'm good to head that way if y'all are done here.
(21:58:01) CMO_Lt_Tailor: ::balances her harry-potter-esque pile of ingredients in her arms:: SCI: All right, let's meet back here in say.. half an hour?
(21:58:13) CaptHarper: Yes, Venya, I agree that in the interest of ensuring that our peaceful arrangement stays that way, that this should be addressed. What do you suggest?
(21:58:18) SCI_LtJG_Jude: CMO: Sounds alright with me.
(21:59:23) XO_Cdr_Kuari: :: is aware of Venya's practiced seductive movements, the fluidity to be appreciated, but she finds Venya to otherwise be of distasteful character and she's allowed to observe undistracted ::
(21:59:26) VenyaKashar: A lure. :: licks her lips, not breaking eye contact with Harper :: You. Well, more clearly, though you are alluring, your ship.
(22:00:02) CaptHarper: Why would this pirate be so foolish to attack a Sovereign-class starship?
(22:00:20) TAC2_1LT_Grey: :: doesn't like the potential risk that could come with splitting up, frowning slightly. :: CMO: Alright... :: turns to follow Jude and Acacia ::
(22:00:42) CSO_Cdr_Wright: :: having recovered from her own close call, looks over at Venya and Kate... not with jealousy, exactly, but perhaps some envy ::
(22:00:49) CMO_Lt_Tailor: ::nods to Jude:: SCI: OK, see you two in a bit. ::turns to Acacia:: MED: What's on your list for medical equipment?
(22:01:24) MED_Lt_Acacia: :: flips a PADD out of her med kit, opening it :: CMO: Conductive gel.
(22:01:37) VenyaKashar: :: smirks :: They might if they don't realize they're attacking a mighty Sovereign. :: perks the corner of her mouth up, then takes a drink of wine ::
(22:01:51) MED_Lt_Acacia: CMO: Also, that lady just told me about a neat upgrade for tricorders. I'll try to get you one.
(22:02:24) CaptHarper: So... mask our signature to be that of a freighter to lure them out?
(22:03:07) CMO_Lt_Tailor: MED: Ooh, interesting.
(22:03:11) XO_Cdr_Kuari: :: listens intently, interested in Venya's idea ::
(22:03:28) SCI_LtJG_Jude: :: walks towards the weapons street :: TAC2: What are you trying to find?
(22:03:30) ENG_Ens_Skovik: :: nudges Iliahr :: CEO: Sir, Tzenkethi over there. Could that be a place to start?
(22:04:00) ENG_Ens_Skovik: :: motions to what looks like a storefront run by Tzenkethi::
(22:04:09) VenyaKashar: Beautiful *and* smart, this one! Ian has nothing on you, dear. :: slowly twirls for Harper, then heads back to her couch, walking with a sway that might not be exaggerated ::
(22:04:12) CSO_Cdr_Wright: :: shakes her head, refocusing her thinking from Venya's outfit to Venya's suggestion ::
(22:04:44) TAC2_1LT_Grey: :: hurries after Jude, looking at the weapons offered :: SCI: Mmh... probably a minature glaive, or something else... I'm always wanting to learn new weapons. ::
(22:04:49) CEO_LtCdr_Ilaihr: ::His antennae twitch and his nostrils flare, as he stares at the colossal four armed lizards.:: ENG: Good spot, dear boy.
(22:05:01) CaptHarper: Why have you not already done this?
(22:05:45) CSO_Cdr_Wright: :: looks at Kate with surprise, instantly mad at herself for not being focused enough to have thought of this question ::
(22:06:19) VenyaKashar: Queen Ashexana does not yet see it as the problem it will become, for all of us. This may be a Free Fleets port now, but it wasn't always, and I look out for Refuge above all.
(22:06:41) VenyaKashar: Fuck with Refuge and I get angry.
(22:07:02) MED_Lt_Acacia: :: comes up on the stall she was told about and offers a smile to the merchant. He's got a bunch of stuff out front like drums and animal skins, but she offers the secret passphrase and he invites Tailor and Acacia into his tent, where he has a bunch of high-end medical gadgets ranging in size from chips to printers. ::
(22:07:16) VenyaKashar: Besides that, we don't have anything as powerful as a Sovereign, and organizing enough of this rabble they call a fleet to work together for that long... :: chuffs ::
(22:07:32) SCI_LtJG_Jude: TAC2: I want to see if there are any late earth medieval and renaissance period style weapons, like a longsword. Or even a Tik'leth.
(22:07:41) CaptHarper: :: sips at her tea again, considering ::
(22:07:59) CSO_Cdr_Wright: :: is surprised again to hear Venya speaking so critically of her own allies ::
(22:08:27) ENG_Ens_Skovik: CEO: Shall we go and say hello then? :: motions toward the shop ::
(22:08:28) XO_Cdr_Kuari: :: sips at her own tea, a feat, considering the size of her mouth ::
(22:08:57) CEO_LtCdr_Ilaihr: ::Practically skips toward the Tzenkethi; something no one has ever done before.::
(22:09:17) MED_Lt_Acacia: :: starts picking at things to see what they do, amused by a heart rate monitor that displays a hologram of an angry heart cartoon ::
(22:09:24) VenyaKashar: :: resumes her path through the room, lingering on Wolfe again, appreciating his assets ::
(22:09:25) ENG_Ens_Skovik: :: follows along calmly, hands folded behind his back ::
(22:09:44) VenyaKashar: It would be easy for you, with that ship, and we all benefit. What's to lose?
(22:10:44) CSO_Cdr_Wright: :: cocks her head to the side, unclear on what's in it for them, but looks at Kate ::
(22:11:14) TAC2_1LT_Grey: :: looks around at the weapons offered, approaching a stand carefully before starting a conversation-turned-barter with the owner ::
(22:11:20) CaptHarper: The Admiral's orders were to hear you out, and I have done that. Why should I risk the lives of my crew?
(22:12:31) VenyaKashar: :: turns to Harper, smiling wickedly :: Oh! You are just wickedly sharp, aren't you?
(22:13:19) CaptHarper: :: just smiles cordially ::
(22:13:25) SCI_LtJG_Jude: :: eyes what appears to be a claymore and inspects it ::
(22:13:31) CTO_LtC_Wolfe: :: keeps his weapon in its holster and is just a little bit proud of himself, but stays stone-faced ::
(22:13:48) CEO_LtCdr_Ilaihr: ::Locks eyes with the Tzenkethi, growling, clicking and hissing at them, waving his arms around; making gestures with his hand outwardly, then pulling them close to his body to perform different gestures.::
(22:14:09) CSO_Cdr_Wright: :: stares down into her teacup for a moment before taking another sip ::
(22:14:50) VenyaKashar: :: sways back to Wright, then turns away from her and cants her hips a bit as she addresses Harper :: A few reasons. First of all, preventing any potential conflict between the Free Fleets and the Federation.
(22:15:21) CMO_Lt_Tailor: ::smirks back a laugh as she looks at the heart hologram:: MED: Nice stuff.. just choose what you think we need. ::still balancing the pile of stuff in her arms, looking over the equipment::
(22:15:33) CaptHarper: :: nods :: A worthwhile goal, I admit.
(22:15:48) TAC2_1LT_Grey: :: backs off from the owner, getting some weird feelings at the conversation before turning to return to Jude's side. :: SCI: I think you might want to buy whatever you're eying and let's try and return to Tailor and Acacia.
(22:16:11) ENG_Ens_Skovik: :: quirks an eyebrow, keeping his hands folded as he watches Ilaihr's little... display.::
(22:16:42) CSO_Cdr_Wright: :: knows that Venya is doing this on purpose, but takes in the proffered view over the rim of her teacup while continuing to consider the situation ::
(22:16:58) MED_Lt_Acacia: :: takes one of the chips and sticks it in her tricorder. She tests it out, waving the wand over Tailor. There's a few flickers of blue light as it calibrates, then small holographic blobs start to appear over her body in different spots. Heart rate over the chest, blood pressure beside it. She tilts her head as more numbers pop up. :: CMO: Hm.
(22:16:58) MED_Lt_Acacia: Don't know about this one.
(22:17:17) VenyaKashar: :: tilts her hips the other direction and places a hand on one :: Secondly, the gratitude of our Queen in future relations with the Fleets. You are, of course, always welcome at Refuge, but you know how dealing with Ashexana can be.
(22:17:45) CaptHarper: Granted.
(22:18:30) XO_Cdr_Kuari: :: finishes her tea and places the cup on the floor, not far from her reach, and continues to watch Venya ::
(22:19:31) VenyaKashar: Third... :: grins and claps her hands ::
(22:19:31) CSO_Cdr_Wright: :: also finishes her tea, a bit dismayed to no longer have the distraction ::
(22:19:34) CEO_LtCdr_Ilaihr: Tzenk: Oh, I dont care about the war. ::Goes back to hissing and clicking.:: The Autarch should have kept that fool in line.
(22:19:58) CaptHarper: ACTION> Two Orion Heavies wheel in a covered tray.
(22:20:34) CSO_Cdr_Wright: :: looks up at the heavies, mildly concerned ::
(22:20:44) VenyaKashar: :: turns and eyes Wright's teacup, then her :: You must have been parched! Would you care for some more? :: leans over and takes the empty cup ::
(22:21:51) XO_Cdr_Kuari: :: watches the Heavies carefully ::
(22:22:16) CSO_Cdr_Wright: :: turns and finds herself eye-level again and centimeters away, and blushes again but tries to cover it with a nod as she looks up :: Venya: Th-Thank you, that would be lovely.
(22:22:19) CaptHarper: :: eyes the covered tray, less concerned about the heavies since she has her own ::
(22:22:32) CTO_LtC_Wolfe: :: still has his tea ::
(22:22:47) ENG_Ens_Skovik: CEO: Am I expected to know what is going on, Sir?
(22:23:17) SCI_LtJG_Jude: :: picks up the swords and gives it a few swings, and gives an approving :: Hm.
(22:23:31) CMO_Lt_Tailor: ::looks at the holo readouts:: Not bad. How many can we get?
(22:24:29) VenyaKashar: CSO: That blush of yours is adorable, my dear. You simply must get out more! :: whispers :: Get that wife of yours to bring you here on shore leave. :: snaps her fingers twice and more heavies bring fresh tea for those who need it ::
(22:24:51) VenyaKashar: :: turns and moves to the tray :: I have something here of interest to you.
(22:24:51) MED_Lt_Acacia: :: shrugs, turning to the counter. She fingers through the chips with eerie speed, presenting them in her palm. :: CMO: Six.
(22:24:53) CSO_Cdr_Wright: :: looks over at Kate, incredibly embarrassed ::
(22:25:52) CaptHarper: :: as Venya whispers she clears her throat again, more loudly this time, to again save Lexy :: Venya, what is this?
(22:26:19) CMO_Lt_Tailor: MED: Sounds good, we'll take them all.
(22:26:31) CEO_LtCdr_Ilaihr: ::Is squared up to by the Tzenkethi who is now snarling. He leans in closer, his eyes still locked on the beast, and laughs.::
(22:26:41) SCI_LtJG_Jude: :: barters with the owner, before takeing the sword, and nodding politely at him :: TAC2: I believe I am ready.
(22:26:56) VenyaKashar: Why, this? :: pulls the cover away, and an obviously incredibly-old device displays a holographic interface, flickering intermittently ::
(22:27:07) ENG_Ens_Skovik: :: stands steady, ready to spring into action if need be ::
(22:27:45) CaptHarper: :: puts her tea down and stands, moving closer as she recognizes the writing on the feeble display ::
(22:27:45) XO_Cdr_Kuari: :: is in the process of receiving a second cup of tea from an attendant, with no intention of drinking it, and is distracted part way through by Venya's unveiling ::
(22:28:12) CaptHarper: This is Gencodian technology. How did you come across it?
(22:28:18) TAC2_1LT_Grey: :: nods, leading them back to the other medical staff, only to find that they weren't in the streets. :: SCI: Do you know... where they might've gone?
(22:28:55) CSO_Cdr_Wright: :: looks at the thing with renewed interest and focus, standing and stepping closer, completely ignoring the heavy holding out more tea to her ::
(22:28:57) MED_Lt_Acacia: :: nods, setting them aside. She keeps browsing, finding something on a bottom shelf she seems excited about. :: Self: Ooh.. :: she pulls out a device about the size of a toaster oven, a plasma sperator :: CMO: Nice, we only have one of these.
(22:29:29) VenyaKashar: :: chuckles :: Oh, the how isn't important, is it? I just had a little bird tell me that you would personally be quite interested in this. A little bird, and a little light reading... :: leans past Wright and picks up her PADD off the table ::
(22:29:48) CEO_LtCdr_Ilaihr: ::The Tzenkethi mumbles something at the Vulcan, before being met with a swift thwack from the head of Ilaihr's cane.:: Tzenk: There is no cause for impoliteness.
(22:29:52) VenyaKashar: :: turns it to display the cover of Harper's work on Gencodian language ::
(22:30:37) CEO_LtCdr_Ilaihr: ENG: All is well, dear boy. He simply enquired how much I would sell you for.
(22:30:37) CSO_Cdr_Wright: :: is no longer interested in Venya, reaching for her tricorder to scan the device ::
(22:31:10) CEO_LtCdr_Ilaihr: ENG: He believes you to be my pet. ::Laughs along with the Tzenkethi.::
(22:31:17) XO_Cdr_Kuari: :: crawls three-legged out of the chair and gets a little closer, hoping to read, and sits on the floor somewhere behind Wright, still holding her new steaming cup of tea ::
(22:31:35) VenyaKashar: :: gestures at Wright :: You may scan, but only long enough to verify its authenticity. Do no more, since I'll be watching.
(22:31:54) CTO_LtC_Wolfe: :: continues his security detail duty, paying attention, but only for security reasons. ::
(22:32:03) MED_Lt_Acacia: :: grabs a couple jars of blue goo and stacks them in the oven so she can carry them. She grins at Tailor, gesturing for her to wait while she talks to the merchant. She steps aside with him, speaking quietly. ::
(22:32:16) CMO_Lt_Tailor: ::shifts the cage of crickets to the top of her pile so she can make sure they're not trying to escape:: MED: Yes, we could certainly use another one.
(22:32:28) CaptHarper: :: her interest is made clear by the book :: There would be no sense in attempt to hide my interest, I see.
(22:32:43) CSO_Cdr_Wright: :: nods, not looking at Venya, and scans only as long as she's permitted ::
(22:32:51) VenyaKashar: :: observes Wright's scan ::
(22:33:11) CaptHarper: :: watches Lexy for a verdict ::
(22:33:27) ENG_Ens_Skovik: :: Doesn't laugh, but looks to the large lizard man. :: Tzenk: Forgive me, but I have no intentions of being purchased, traded, or otherwise acquired today. Perhaps another time.
(22:33:50) VenyaKashar: I do my homework, dear Katy-Kat.
(22:34:09) CSO_Cdr_Wright: :: folds up her tricorder and looks over at Kate :: CO: As far as I can tell with only a tricorder, it appears to be authentic. :: Katy-Kat? She would have to remember that. ::
(22:34:22) CMO_Lt_Tailor: ::looks around for a cart or something:: MED: Just one sec.. ::slides to the left and grabs a four wheeled shopping cart tucked off to the side by itself and piles all of her things carefully inside::
(22:34:41) CaptHarper: :: chuckles at that name :: Clearly.
(22:35:17) SCI_LtJG_Jude: :: shrugs, and goes off to see if she can find anyone ::
(22:35:38) CaptHarper: :: eyes the device some more after Lexy's verification, reading what's displayed, then returns to her tea ::
(22:35:40) MED_Lt_Acacia: :: comes back to Tailor and clasps her hands together. She grins. :: CMO: Oh, nice. We're good to go. :: she nods towards the tent's entrance ::
(22:36:03) CSO_Cdr_Wright: :: circles the device, inspecting it from all sides ::
(22:36:38) VenyaKashar: :: brushes against Wolfe as she moves past, seeing that she's lost Wright's attention ::
(22:37:01) CMO_Lt_Tailor: MED: Good work, anything else we need? ::begins wheeling the cart towards the tent entrance, which of course has a bum wheel that just slides along the ground annoyingly::
(22:37:21) CaptHarper: :: drinks tea to buy time to consider, since she was taken off-guard by the artifact ::
(22:37:52) XO_Cdr_Kuari: :: watches Harper, appearing to sniff her tea, but doesn't drink any ::
(22:38:09) VenyaKashar: :: pauses by the tray and runs a finger along the Gencodian device :: So, my dear Captain of the Mighty Atlantis, do we have a deal?
(22:38:12) TAC2_1LT_Grey: :: is watching Jude, leaning against the wall and scanning for Tailor and Acacia ::
(22:38:32) VenyaKashar: :: presses her advantage ::
(22:38:34) MED_Lt_Acacia: :: pulls her list back out :: CMO: Neuroconductive plasma, local fauna.. I'm told they've got some tasty mushrooms.
(22:39:16) CEO_LtCdr_Ilaihr: ENG: Lighten up, my boy. We've just made a trade for some heavy hull plating, and an actual neural interface. ::Turns back to the Tzenkethi.:: Tzenk: For a fair price!
(22:39:20) MED_Lt_Acacia: :: once again stops a few times to pay passerby to spit in tubes, stowing them in the sample case in her medkit ::
(22:39:33) CSO_Cdr_Wright: :: straightens and looks at Venya, then Kate ::
(22:40:06) CaptHarper: If you will add every bit of intelligence you have on the Xovul, then yes, we have a deal.
(22:40:27) ENG_Ens_Skovik: CEO: We did? What did you trade?
(22:40:31) XO_Cdr_Kuari: :: grins slightly at Harper's addition, then turns her eyes to Venya's ::
(22:40:33) VenyaKashar: And even a shrewd negotiator!
(22:40:55) CMO_Lt_Tailor: MED: Well, if we're done with our list, why not? Could be fun to pick up some rare cooking ingredients while we're at it.
(22:40:59) VenyaKashar: :: clasps her hands :: If you all ever get tired of the Starfleet thing, you would fit in wonderfully here!
(22:41:21) VenyaKashar: :: licks her lips as she scans the party :: In a variety of ways...
(22:41:22) CSO_Cdr_Wright: :: looks over at Kuari, wondering what she thinks ::
(22:41:42) SCI_LtJG_Jude: :: finally sees them :: TAC2: Oi, over there!
(22:41:49) CEO_LtCdr_Ilaihr: ENG: We have a neural interface on board, but I had to cobble it together out of random parts; and it failed once we were deep within the event horizon of a black hole.
(22:42:12) TAC2_1LT_Grey: :: sighs in relief, increasing her pace to catch up with Acacia and Tailor :: SCI: Good eyes.
(22:42:20) MED_Lt_Acacia: :: nods, stopping at a stall and buying several tubes of bright yellow liquid, and a glass tank full of small grey frogs and blue crawling bugs. She stacks them in the cart, ticking off her list :: CMO: Yes.. I say we head for the food. : she giggles ::
(22:42:41) CaptHarper: I must be clear that my acceptance is primarily for the betterment of relations between our peoples, and for the intelligence on the Xovul. The artifact is a nice bonus.
(22:43:16) VenyaKashar: Oh, of course, my dear. Very well, I accept your terms!
(22:43:28) CSO_Cdr_Wright: :: doesn't believe Kate, but of course doesn't say that ::
(22:43:42) CTO_LtC_Wolfe: :: can feel the fact that he's been visually undressed during this meeting. Repeatedly. ::
(22:43:47) VenyaKashar: :: also doesn't believe Kate ::
(22:44:10) CMO_Lt_Tailor: Self: Oooh, Pletharian glow worms.. ::adds a jar full of hot pink glowing insects to the cart along with everything else::
(22:44:24) ENG_Ens_Skovik: CEO: And this one will presumably be more reliable in use when we take our next routine visit into a singularity?
(22:44:40) VenyaKashar: I will have my people send everything we have on the pirate, along with the intelligence on those dreadful Xovul, as a gesture of good faith. The artifact will have to wait until the job is done.
(22:45:09) CaptHarper: :: nods, concealing her disappointment :: Very well.
(22:45:12) MED_Lt_Acacia: :: also finds a few things along the way, adding tubes of white and pink gel, and she buys a chip loaded with some local literature. ::
(22:46:04) VenyaKashar: :: covers the artifact, then claps her hands and the heavies reappear to remove the tray ::
(22:46:23) CSO_Cdr_Wright: Venya: What can you tell us about the pirate? Their crew, their ship...
(22:46:40) TAC2_1LT_Grey: :: is at the heels, scanning the environment and surrounding crowds ::
(22:46:42) MED_Lt_Acacia: :: checks her list one last time before she finally lays the PADD to rest. As they come upon the food vendors she buys a bunch of local vegetables. ::
(22:47:47) VenyaKashar: CSO: Oh, don't worry about those kinds of details now; we'll send them all to you. Although they will put up a fight, rest assured that they're no match for the mighty Atlantis and her crew!
(22:49:05) CEO_LtCdr_Ilaihr: ENG: Some Starfleet grade warp plasma... and an old contact. Seems our friend here would like to begin business with the Sheliak Corporate.
(22:49:31) CSO_Cdr_Wright: :: is not remotely assured ::
(22:50:15) CEO_LtCdr_Ilaihr: ENG: And I would hope so. The last trio through a singularity gave me something of a headache.
(22:50:45) CaptHarper: :: finishes the second tea and stands :: We will be on our way, then.
(22:51:13) XO_Cdr_Kuari: :: stands also, still holding her tea, but she has three more legs ::
(22:51:14) VenyaKashar: :: laughs :: Always directly to business, you lovely Starfleet types!
(22:51:16) CSO_Cdr_Wright: :: doesn't understand how Kate accepted this deal without those details, then looks at the artifact again and sort of understands but doesn't agree ::
(22:52:17) CTO_LtC_Wolfe: :: sets down his cup and prepares to escort. ::
(22:52:22) CaptHarper: Well, we have homework of our own to do, with the information you are sending, and a pirate to hunt. After all, we would not want to wait so long that they attack a Federation freighter.
(22:53:29) ENG_Ens_Skovik: CEO: Then I suppose I can mark the hull plating as acquired. Very... aptly done, Sir.
(22:53:35) VenyaKashar: Of course, of course. Thank you all so much for coming, then.
(22:53:53) CSO_Cdr_Wright: :: moves to stand next to Kate and follow her out when she leaves, holstering her tricorder ::
(22:54:15) CaptHarper: Thank you for your hospitality, Venya.
(22:54:25) CEO_LtCdr_Ilaihr: Tzenk: No guarantees you understand. The Sheliak are difficult to gain an audience with. ::Is met with a solemn nod of the head.::
(22:55:01) VenyaKashar: Of course! I would not want to offend our new friends. Please, enjoy yourselves on Refuge before you leave.
(22:55:38) VenyaKashar: :: eyes Wright, Harper, and Wolfe and mouths 'shore leave' ::
(22:55:56) CaptHarper: :: avoids rolling her eyes and heads out the door ::
(22:55:59) XO_Cdr_Kuari: :: follows Harper and Wright, and refrains from sniffing the artifact as she passes it ::
(22:56:03) CSO_Cdr_Wright: :: inclines her head politely ::
(22:56:28) CEO_LtCdr_Ilaihr: ENG: Thank you dear boy. There are something more valuable than actual tradeables. Also I would nod back if you value that head of yours.
(22:56:30) MED_Lt_Acacia: :: hums happily, admiring their haul :: CMO: We did alright.
(22:57:16) CEO_LtCdr_Ilaihr: ::Is not joking.::
(22:57:23) ENG_Ens_Skovik: :: nods formally to the Tzenk as he's instructed ::
(22:57:49) CaptHarper: :: as they exit Kashar's office :: XO: Have everyone meet us back at the Seraphim.
(22:58:14) XO_Cdr_Kuari: CO: Aye.
(22:58:49) VenyaKashar: :: tosses her head back and laughs, knowing how irritated Ashexana will be with her for asking the Federation for help ::
(22:58:50) CTO_LtC_Wolfe: :: is last out the door but not by much. ::
(22:59:03) CMO_Lt_Tailor: ::stops at an herb shop to get a selection of cooking spices and teas::
(22:59:24) XO_Cdr_Kuari: :: hangs back, sending a comm :: *AT* Away Team, Kuari. All members meet at the Seraphim.
(22:59:42) CMO_Lt_Tailor: MED: Indeed. ::tucks the last packet into the cart:: MED: Ready to head out?
(23:00:29) MED_Lt_Acacia: :: nods, then gets the message. She grins at Tailor, turning and walking towards the shuttle. :: CMO: Away we go.
(23:00:44) CEO_LtCdr_Ilaihr: ::Nods, and gestures like he has four hands, before leaving the Tzenkethi's shop.::
(23:00:54) CaptHarper: All: Well done, you handled yourselves admirably in the face of that... onslaught. :: laughs ::
(23:00:55) CaptHarper: PAUSE SIM
(23:00:56) CaptHarper: PAUSE SIM
(23:00:57) CaptHarper: PAUSE SIM