john.sanchez@us.army.mil wrote: >>> Paris glanced at him and gave him one of her tired smiles. "I'll >>> go open the /Akus/...Captain," she said, "and I'll get at >>> everything we discussed-and see what we can get ordered." >> >> Once she leaves the table, a small white carryout in one hand and >> her hand comp (pda), holding copies of each crew member's id >> information as well as other data, in her other hand. >> >> At the ship yard gate, Paris tells the gate guard that she needs to >> arrange for the crew to board. She fees their data into the >> security system while the guard kibitzes over her shoulder and then >> wishes him a good evening as she continues through the gate. > > She's well aware that he's not so much kibbitizing as he is keeping > an eye much lower and on her upper torso rather than upon the > keypad-there were positives and negatives to keeping her blouse > buttoned low rather than up to the collar. > >> "You got a pass." the guard asks, and Paris takes the small badge >> from a pocket and slaps it on her jacket's lapel, "Good until >> tomorrow." says the guard peering at the badge. > > "thanks," she says, making a note to upgrade the badge passes for > access. > >> As Paris walks along she sees that a path of lights guides her >> toward the ship. She doesn't need it, having been there before, but >> the others will need it. >> >> At the ship, a work party is almost finished applying a new coating >> of paint to the hull. She sees that the gangway leading to the >> forward hatch on lower deck is down. She sees that the hatch is >> also open as she bounds up the gangway. >> >> Inside she hears work going on and stepping back toward the noise >> she sees that another work party of yard workers is putting >> finishing touches on the staterooms of the crew quarters. The >> foreman looks up as Paris enters the room where they are working. >> >> "Yeah?" he asks. > > Paris flips open her ID. "Persephone Sobotkas," she says, flipping > her hair over her shoulder with a practice move. "Ship's Steward and > Aide de Camp for Captain Mstislav Aleksandr Krikor Ctvrtznadzeh." The > words tumble off her tongue without a single tangle-such is her > experience with Sasha. > >> OOC: When you introduce yourself, he will tell you that the work >> has been finished on the passenger deck, and all that's left is the >> life-support work here and hull paint work to finish up, an hour >> at most. He also wants to know who will sign off on the >> life-support work. > > Paris sighed. "Here you go-where's the documentation?" She walks > through inspecting each and every item as noted on the paperwork and, > when acceptable, signs off on all work. > >> About 20 minutes after Paris arrives she hears a buzzer as some one >> passes through the crew hatch. Returning to that area she sees >> Desi and Merrin, both carrying their duffles, standing just inside >> the ship looking down the corridor toward the crew lounge. > > She looks up and blinks in surprise-and checks her wrist chrono. Had > it been twenty minutes? Apparently so...she stood and headed for the > crew access... > >> OOC: I assume Paris has been placing orders for supplies during the >> 20 minutes prior to Desi and Merrin arriving. > > OOC: You would Ass You and Me absolutely correctly on the supply > orders--in fact, she'd be disturbed by the buzzer for entry with > Desde and Merrin...I'll get there. Paris has linens and bed clothes ordered, rush, should be here in 2 hours. Two week supply of instaheats (pre-packaged meals ready to eat), not good eats, but filling, plenty of nutrition, and taste slightly better than cardboard and paste also on rush order. Instaheats are for emergencies, and until you have a chance to order *proper* food. While checking off on the lifesupport, Paris saw that the ship is equipped with a good model carnaculture vat complete with basic programming for chicken, groat, beef and pork. There is also a bread maker, so fresh breads and pastas will be something she can turn out. No space has been set aside for growing fruits or vegetables though. She needs to get the C-vat stocked with the goop it uses (until the ship's crew and passengers can start to produce replacement goop...it doesn't bear thinking about just what that goop really *is*, though) and buy dry goods and produce. OOC: Say "hi" to Desi and Merrin...:) Eris Akus Moby
