IKR LaKota / QoB

[STSF_KBear 0]

QobEMH -> Tonights Mission Briefing: It's been 48 hours since we Destroyed the homeworld of the H'tiss. We've had our parties and our hangovers. Good thing it's behind us. It's time to find "The Guild". Now get back to your station. chegh yaH

QobEMH -> Begin Sim.

QobEMH -> v

QobEMH -> Begin Sim.

STSF_KBear -> :: back on the meH manning her statioin::

Captain Huff -> <<we don't get to sim the hangovers???>>

Captain Huff -> << i protest!>>

Captain Huff -> Bch> ::HUNG OVER::

Random Perfect -> <<When isn't Bch hung over?>>

QobEMH -> <<protest denied.. that's what you get for leaving early last week. >>

Captain Huff -> ::never hung over - is KLINGon::

Captain Huff -> ::probably had some gingerale on a dare::

Random Perfect -> ::at her staion, sad::

Captain Huff -> ::wide eyed and rubbing forehead:: What is IN that crap???

Captain Huff -> ::pointing to bottle on messhall table::

STSF_KBear -> ::turns to the HoD EMH:: only Bch's best brew.

Captain Huff -> <<you have to toss me from the room to stop me! ;) >>

Captain Huff -> ::reads the gingerale lable and groans::

Sargh -> ::peering into the viewer at the ASCI station:: Hm.

STSF_KBear -> Bch knows her stuff when it comes to Ale

QobEMH -> I'll take your word for it..

Captain Huff -> :;belches deeply and feels a *little* better:: I need raktajino.

QobEMH -> We have been cruising for 48 hours.. have we found any trace of this quild yet? ::to anyone on the meH::

Random Perfect -> ::gets up from her station::

Random Perfect -> ::Enters the lift::

Sargh -> ::slides over to the main science station and starts peering into that viewer:: Ah.

STSF_KBear -> ::looking out of the veiwer:: We shouldnt be far from them.

Random Perfect -> ::Steps off the lift and enters the mess hall::

STSF_KBear -> But Qo no sign from then yet.

QobEMH -> ::looks at kawalus:: and you can tell that how? we've been here before?

Random Perfect -> ::Pours herself some coffee, takes a seat..::

STSF_KBear -> Qo we have not been here before. Call it an intuition or feeling that they are close

Captain Huff -> Action: the Guild planet is... unremarkable, giving no obvious signs for us to scan for - no high industry, warp signatures, etc

QobEMH -> interesting. if your. feelings prove accurate, perhaps I should have the Qel do some scans on you.

Captain Huff -> Action: However... we do have some coordinates given to us long, long ago

Sargh -> ::slides back to the ASCI viewer and starts looking into that one again:: Fascinating.

QobEMH -> ::hears sargh and turns towards him:: Report

Sargh -> ::looks up:: Hm? Oh, sorry sir..I talk to myself.

QobEMH -> Noted.. though I don't remember reading that in your personel file.. I'll have to make an addition.

Sargh -> Also, the assistant science officer's station isn't actually hooked into the ship's computer...

STSF_KBear -> Qo HoD We are getting close to the coordinates that we receieved a long while ago when we interigated the H'Tiss

Random Perfect -> ::Sighs::

Random Perfect -> ::gets up, pours more coffee and exits, heading back to the lift::

Sargh -> ::slides back to the main science station and looks back into the viewer:: So it's supposed to have all these colors and flashing lights and things...amazing.

QobEMH -> so what is it Sargh? a dummy terminal?

QobEMH -> or is it reading anything?

Random Perfect -> ::steps off the lift back on the Bridge::

Sargh -> I always thought that the purpose of the viewer was to provide you with a source of vision deprivation so that you could focus your thoughts...

Random Perfect -> ::Shoos Sargh out of her staoin::

Sargh -> After all, all the necessary information is on the terminal screens, so I guess it never occurred to me that the viewer might display information too.

Sargh -> ::slides back over to the ASCI station::

QobEMH -> This is a working MeH, or so I have been lead to belive.. not a meditation area..

Sargh -> Oh really? But shouldn't meditation be a vital part of science, given that scientific truths must be constructed in syllogistic form if they are to stand on their own, and must ultimately be derivable from a priori evidence?

Random Perfect -> Oh hush Sargh

Captain Huff -> :;arrives on the meh with raktajino, and looking a little pale and disheveled::

Random Perfect -> I am sorry Captain for his... behavor

Captain Huff -> ::hears and ignores the end of Sargh's... whtever it is sargh does::

Sargh -> ::turns to Random:: I suppose that you know how to construct a logically valid a posteriori science then?

Captain Huff -> ::sees the doctor/hand/thing sitting in the chair and realizes it wasn't all a nightmare::

QobEMH -> Yes but a great deal of Scientific knowledge has been garnered by open conversation and written communication, including brainstorming while the act of meditation has only gathered small achievements.

Captain Huff -> ::belches loudly::

QobEMH -> Point taken...

QobEMH -> ::looks at random:: any sign of the Guild yet?

Captain Huff -> ::to anyone listening:: What is... "Gingerale"?

Sargh -> ::sighs and goes back to talking to himself:: I guess they're comfortable living in ignorance, then...one of these days, the Problem of Induction is going to get them, though!

Random Perfect -> ::Looks at Bch:: it is a Fizzy drink for kids

Captain Huff -> It doesn't kill them?

Random Perfect -> of course not

Captain Huff -> Do you... give it to your son?

Random Perfect -> it also settles your tummy when it hurts

Random Perfect -> When he is sick yes

Captain Huff -> ::impressed:: He is hardier than I thought.

Random Perfect -> YEs he is a Pain in the rear

QobEMH -> ::looks at huff:: Ginger beer, a strongly flavoured, fermented product, appeared in the British Isles in the 1700's. in old earth.

Captain Huff -> ::chuckles::

Random Perfect -> ::Looks at EMH:: Ginger ale and Ginger Beer aren't the same

Captain Huff -> ::looks at the doctor/thing::

QobEMH -> <wiki =0)>

Captain Huff -> ::to Sargh and Random:: Did you find the Guild coordinates in the computer?

Random Perfect -> Aye, we are on course

Captain Huff -> ::head throbbing is lessening a little with the coffee::

QobEMH -> ETA?

Captain Huff -> ::nods::

Random Perfect -> 16 hours 12 minutes

Captain Huff -> Guild leaders> ::quietly discussing the destruction of the Htiss::

QobEMH -> Hmm.. perhaps we should have partied less and repaired more.. aren't the engines up to full capacity yet?

Captain Huff -> Guild Leader 1> ::sigh:: There are enough of them surving that they will continue... at leas genetically... What this means for their culture and race... Time will tell.

QobEMH -> ::looks around for an engineer::...and just where is the engineering staff?

Random Perfect -> ::Shruggles::

Captain Huff -> Guild Leader 2> ::nods:: An interesting turn of events.

Captain Huff -> eng staff> ::passed out or worse::

Captain Huff -> Guild Leader 3> And the little Klingon ship?

Captain Huff -> Guild Leader 1> On it's way.

QobEMH -> ::looks at the crew.. thinking they look rather pathetic at the moment.. recovering from their various ordeals.. wonders if this ship is a battlecruiser or a party yaght..::

Captain Huff -> <<Vote???? PARTY YACHT!!>>

QobEMH -> Maintain course.. ::begins tapping lightly on the arm of the chair::

QobEMH -> Captain....::looks at huff.. then decides better.. turn to kawalus:: Commander.. notify me of any alteration in our schedule..

Random Perfect -> <<Party!>>

QobEMH -> Thing must recharge..

QobEMH -> ::shimmers out::

Captain Huff -> ::head back, yawning::

QobEMH -> Thing> ::jumps down from chair and hops onto randoms console::

Random Perfect -> ::opens charger for thing::

QobEMH -> Thing> ::bows to random then recharges::

Sargh -> ::staring into the ASCI viewer::

Random Perfect -> ::Sighs... keeps thinking about all the people she murdered::

Captain Huff -> Universe> ::a better place without the htiss::

Captain Huff -> <<neat... i don't think i've ever simmed the universe before... lol>>

Random Perfect -> Presley> ::likes his new Toys, turns off the Gravity in the h'Tiss room::

Captain Huff -> jay and val> ::sleeping off the hangover::

QobEMH -> <<the universe is a vicious she devil which devours ships and their crews for sport.. it's a cold, heartless hell from which few men who venture into it ever return and those who do are forever scared:>>

Captain Huff -> <<Ooooo......>>>

Random Perfect -> <<So Huff is the Univere?>>

QobEMH -> <she plays it.. must have slept at a holiday inn express last night>

Random Perfect -> :::Looks at Sargh :::

QobEMH -> Thing> ::extracts from the socket and bows to random again::

Sargh -> ::still looking into the ASCI viewer::

QobEMH -> Thing> ::jumps down and exits the meH::

Random Perfect -> ::Shakes head and looks at the ETA::

QobEMH -> Thing> ::goes in search of her::

Captain Huff -> <<hey!>>

QobEMH -> Thing> ::padds down the hallway::

Random Perfect -> ::Sips coffee::

QobEMH -> Thing> ::passes presley.. wonders just what he is doing::

Random Perfect -> Presley> ::Turns gravity back on::

Random Perfect -> Presley> ::Turns gravity up up::

Random Perfect -> Presley> ::Cackles::

QobEMH -> Thing> ::padds over to presley::

QobEMH -> <<addendum to my above line of fancy.. ""she's a cold, heartless Bch from which few men ..">>>

Random Perfect -> Presley> ::Glances, then plays with other button::

Captain Huff -> <<lol...hey... for that i'm leaving! nighty night, all. :wub: >>

QobEMH -> Pause sim.