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After the chat with the cousins the flight into Mark was uneventful. 
Those who had assumed combat stations were eventually told to stand down 
and the ship went into a sort of routine as it prepared for the landing 
on Mark. Passengers began to use the comm calling family, business 
associates, or other contacts.

Shawn also placed calls to the owners of the freight the ship was 
ferrying in from Sequi informing them of the ship's arrival and 
arranging to have the freight picked up. He also received a call from 
Sir Gunt, an irate Sir Gunt, wanting to know what the company was going 
to do about the data they had contracted to get to his partner on  Montrose.

Woof received a call from Lessa welcoming him back to Mark . She asked  
if he would like to join her for dinner while the ship was in port, and 
after chatting a bit asked if he could get her an interview with Captain 
O'Brien about his exploits on Sequi.

Now the ship is down on the tarmac of Mark's Downport, already in its 
berthing slip. The doors have been opened and the passengers are 
starting to disembark.  Glancing outside you see several trucks waiting 
for you to offload your contracted freight.  You have roughly four hours 
before your appointment at the Plugged Nickel...

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--- Eris Reddoch  wrote:

> Shawn also placed calls to the owners of the freight the ship was 
> ferrying in from Sequi informing them of the ship's arrival and 
> arranging to have the freight picked up. He also received a call from
> Sir Gunt, an irate Sir Gunt, wanting to know what the company was
> going to do about the data they had contracted to get to his partner 
> on Montrose.

OOC: Shawn or Woof? Isn't Woof the cargo man? 

Shawn assured Sir Gunt that his data would be delivered. He told him
that he regretted the ship with the data being overdue and would see
things made right.

> Now the ship is down on the tarmac of Mark's Downport, already in its
> berthing slip. The doors have been opened and the passengers are 
> starting to disembark.  Glancing outside you see several trucks
> waiting for you to offload your contracted freight.  You have 
> roughly four hours before your appointment at the Plugged Nickel...

Shawn layed into assisting with the freight unloading and tasks.

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Terry Mixon wrote:

>> Shawn also placed calls to the owners of the freight
>> the ship was ferrying in from Sequi informing them of
>> the ship's arrival and arranging to have the freight
>> picked up. He also received a call from Sir Gunt, an
>> irate Sir Gunt, wanting to know what the company was 
>> going to do about the data they had contracted to get
>> to his partner on Montrose.

> OOC: Shawn or Woof? Isn't Woof the cargo man?

OOC: I thought Shawn was cargo and Woof was passengers...no? 
Either of you should be able to deal with either, though.

> Shawn assured Sir Gunt that his data would be delivered.
> He told him that he regretted the ship with the data
> being overdue and would see things made right.

Gunt replies, "Good! I don't need to aggravation of a 
lawsuit and finding different means of getting my data to 
Montrose. When can I arrange a time to deliver a copy of the 
data to you?"

>> Now the ship is down on the tarmac of Mark's Downport,
>> already in its berthing slip. The doors have been
>> opened and the passengers are starting to disembark.
>> Glancing outside you see several trucks waiting for you
>> to offload your contracted freight.  You have roughly
>> four hours before your appointment at the Plugged
>> Nickel...
> 
> Shawn layed into assisting with the freight unloading and
> tasks.

Ukanav, not having been assigned a duty, comes down to help 
Shawn.  It turns out Ukanav has had experience loading and 
unloading cargo on sea going ships, and this is similar 
enough for his skill to transfer over.

Getting the freight unloaded and transferred will take 3 
hours. The shippers and local stevedores will do much of the 
work, but Shawn and Ukanav could use some help keeping an 
eye on things, if nothing else.

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--- Eris Reddoch  wrote:

> > OOC: Shawn or Woof? Isn't Woof the cargo man?
> 
> OOC: I thought Shawn was cargo and Woof was passengers...no? 
> Either of you should be able to deal with either, though.

OOC: You're probably right but it has been long enough that I wanted to
be sure. 
 
> > Shawn assured Sir Gunt that his data would be delivered.
> > He told him that he regretted the ship with the data
> > being overdue and would see things made right.
> 
> Gunt replies, "Good! I don't need to aggravation of a 
> lawsuit and finding different means of getting my data to 
> Montrose. When can I arrange a time to deliver a copy of the 
> data to you?"

"I am completely at your disposal, Sir Gunt. When would suit you best?"
 
> Ukanav, not having been assigned a duty, comes down to help 
> Shawn.  It turns out Ukanav has had experience loading and 
> unloading cargo on sea going ships, and this is similar 
> enough for his skill to transfer over.
> 
> Getting the freight unloaded and transferred will take 3 
> hours. The shippers and local stevedores will do much of the 
> work, but Shawn and Ukanav could use some help keeping an 
> eye on things, if nothing else.

Shawn grinned without teeth at his helper and got busy.

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>>> Shawn assured Sir Gunt that his data would be
>>> delivered. He told him that he regretted the ship
>>> with the data being overdue and would see things made
>>> right.
>> 
>> Gunt replies, "Good! I don't need to aggravation of a 
>> lawsuit and finding different means of getting my data
>> to Montrose. When can I arrange a time to deliver a
>> copy of the data to you?"

> "I am completely at your disposal, Sir Gunt. When would
> suit you best?"

"Tomorrow morning." Gunt replies, "I am free tomorrow 
morning at 1000. I will met you at your ship. I have it's 
berthing number."

>> Ukanav, not having been assigned a duty, comes down to
>> help Shawn.  It turns out Ukanav has had experience
>> loading and unloading cargo on sea going ships, and
>> this is similar enough for his skill to transfer over.
>> 
>> Getting the freight unloaded and transferred will take
>> 3 hours. The shippers and local stevedores will do much
>> of the work, but Shawn and Ukanav could use some help
>> keeping an eye on things, if nothing else.
> 
> Shawn grinned without teeth at his helper and got busy.

Ukanav proves to be useful and he and Shawn soon get the 
freight unloaded and transferred to the waiting trucks and vans.

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--- Eris Reddoch  wrote:

> > "I am completely at your disposal, Sir Gunt. When would
> > suit you best?"
> 
> "Tomorrow morning." Gunt replies, "I am free tomorrow 
> morning at 1000. I will met you at your ship. I have it's 
> berthing number."

"I will meet you then. Good evening, Sir Gunt."
 
> > Shawn grinned without teeth at his helper and got busy.
> 
> Ukanav proves to be useful and he and Shawn soon get the 
> freight unloaded and transferred to the waiting trucks and vans.

Shawn wiped his face and slapped a hand onto Ukanav's shoulder.

"Good work. Let's go clean up for dinner."

Shawn will go clean up and look for Ricardo to report the disbursement
of the cargo.

"All but the spec cargo is off the ship. Ukanav and I got it all
unloaded."

He leaned against the wall.

"Captain, I want to request some time off this bearthing."

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> He leaned against the wall.
> 
> "Captain, I want to request some time off this bearthing."

Ricardo looks at Shawn in mock surprise! "What?? You don't *want* to 
work for months straight with no break? How will you ever accumulate 
enough stress to snap, and kill everyone mid-jump?"

Ricardo grins "You've definitely earned it! How much time were you 
thinking?"

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--- Bruce Johnson  wrote:

> > He leaned against the wall.
> > 
> > "Captain, I want to request some time off this bearthing."
> 
> Ricardo looks at Shawn in mock surprise! "What?? You don't *want* to 
> work for months straight with no break? How will you ever accumulate 
> enough stress to snap, and kill everyone mid-jump?"

"Poison in the food. That's the best way to get everyone, I think. Just
look how successful your attempts at chili have been and you weren't
even trying." 
 
> Ricardo grins "You've definitely earned it! How much time were you 
> thinking?"

Shawn shrugged.

"I haven't had the time to even think about it, really. Probably just a
day. I don't want to leave us short handed when we are busy."

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 Woof shoots a data query for passengers looking for passage within a
week, looking for general numbers and such.

Woof received a call from Lessa welcoming him back to Mark. She asked  
if he would like to join her for dinner while the ship was in port, and 
after chatting a bit asked if he could get her an interview with Captain
O'Brien about his exploits on Sequi.

 Woof happily receives the call from Lessa, and yes, he'd love to join
her for dinner while on Mark.  And yes, he'd see about getting her an
interview, and he asks how soon she'd like it.  Right away?

Now the ship is down on the tarmac of Mark's Downport, already in its 
berthing slip. The doors have been opened and the passengers are 
starting to disembark.  

 Woof greets each of the passengers good bye, the footballers in a
playful, manly (or vargr) style, and the ladies more genteel.  Stefanie gets
special vargr treatment...

Glancing outside you see several trucks waiting 
for you to offload your contracted freight.  You have roughly four hours
before your appointment at the Plugged Nickel...

 Woof sees the trucks, but knows that Shawn will handle this part as Woof
begins the clean up from the passengers.

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> Woof received a call from Lessa welcoming him back to 
> Mark. She asked if he would like to join her for dinner 
> while the ship was in port, and after chatting a bit
> asked if he could get her an interview with Captain
> O'Brien about his exploits on Sequi.
> 
>  Woof happily receives the call from Lessa, and yes, 
> he'd love to join her for dinner while on Mark.  And yes,
>  he'd see about getting her an interview, and he asks how
>  soon she'd like it.  Right away?

"I'll give you a day to get everything straightened out."
she replies laughing, "How about dinner on 272...that's
tomorrow night? I'll pick up up at your ship at 2100?"

> Now the ship is down on the tarmac of Mark's Downport, 
> already in its berthing slip. The doors have been opened 
> and the passengers are starting to disembark.
> 
>  Woof greets each of the passengers good bye, the 
> footballers in a playful, manly (or vargr) style, and the
>  ladies more genteel.  Stefanie gets special vargr 
> treatment...

Woof learns from the footballers that their first match will
be on 272 at 1300 in Lancing Park near the city. You, and
the rest of the crew, are invited to come out.

> Glancing outside you see several trucks waiting for you
> to offload your contracted freight.  You have roughly
> four hours before your appointment at the Plugged
> Nickel...
> 
>  Woof sees the trucks, but knows that Shawn will
> handle this part as Woof begins the clean up from the
> passengers.


Anspor helps Woof with the clean up and by 1900 the pair of
you have pretty well finish the job of stripping the cabins
and giving them a quick cleaning. It will take more time to
set them back up for more passengers, but that can wait
until you *have* more passengers.

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> Now the ship is down on the tarmac of Mark's Downport, already in its
>
> berthing slip. The doors have been opened and the passengers are
> starting to disembark.  Glancing outside you see several trucks
> waiting
> for you to offload your contracted freight.  You have roughly four
> hours
> before your appointment at the Plugged Nickel...

Kelly runs the shutdown checklist to take the ship to berthed mode. He 
does leave the teakettle going, unless SOP dictates otherwise. He 
should be ready to go with the others at the appointed time.

JR

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JR wrote:

> > Now the ship is down on the tarmac of Mark's Downport, already in
> > its berthing slip. The doors have been opened and the passengers
> > are starting to disembark. Glancing outside you see several trucks
> > waiting for you to offload your contracted freight. You have
> > roughly four hours before your appointment at the Plugged Nickel...
> >
>  Kelly runs the shutdown checklist to take the ship to berthed mode.
>  He does leave the teakettle going, unless SOP dictates otherwise. He
>  should be ready to go with the others at the appointed time.

Done and done, and finished by 1700. Kelly and Anspor can be cleaned up 
and be ready to go to The Plugged Nickel with everyone for the meeting 
later.

Kelly's stomach rumbles a little as he walk to the galley. The meeting 
might involved eating, but a snack *now* isn't something he'd turn down.

As Kelly  makes his way to the galley, he sees Anspor and Ukanav come 
out of their cabins.  Then he sees Zeek Manners come out of his.

Ricardo and Shawn are talking in the corridor outside the galley.

Mira, clipboard in hand, is just leaving Sickbay.

Cory steps from his cabin and sees Mira looking down at a clipboard in 
her hand as she stands outside Sickbay.

Woof is in the galley, after cleaning up the passenger cabins and then 
cleaning up himself. He is debating whether to cook something for the 
crew, or let everyone eat at The Plugged Nickel.

Zeek, who has been very quiet during the entire trip. Steps out of his 
cabin and sees Kelly and Anspor in the corridor.

Lysia, steps out of the lift carrying her up from the passenger deck 
where she had been straightening the passenger lounge. She sees Ricardo 
and Shawn talking. She also sees Mira looking at a clipboard and Cory 
approaching her.

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> Lysia, steps out of the lift carrying her up from the passenger deck
> where she had been straightening the passenger lounge. She sees
> Ricardo
> and Shawn talking. She also sees Mira looking at a clipboard and Cory
>
> approaching her.

Kelly hides a grimace of distaste as he approaches the others. He 
always was uncomfortable in civvies, and with civvies for that matter. 
The navy, with its traditions and its rules, suited him better than 
civilian life. He pastes a smile on his face. "Good evening, eveyone."

JR

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--- JR  wrote:

> Kelly hides a grimace of distaste as he approaches the others. He 
> always was uncomfortable in civvies, and with civvies for that
> matter. The navy, with its traditions and its rules, suited him 
> better than civilian life. He pastes a smile on his face. "Good 
> evening, eveyone."

Shawn waved and kept listening to Ricardo.

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> Shawn waved and kept listening to Ricardo.

Ricardo continues. "Looking quickly at the charts, we can take 7-10 days 
here to round up cargo and passengers, but I have to figure out where to 
go first.

"I was thinking of giving everyone a three-day pass, while I dig up some 
info on what's out there. Come on, everyone seems to be gathering in the 
galley anyway..."

He heads to the galley.

"Hey, everyone. As of now, you all are on a three day pass. No one is to 
get caught in a hurricane, a rebellion, a bombing, a covert war, or a 
poker game with someone named Pickaxe, Y'hear?

Bar fights only! Bail *will* be deducted from your salary!"

"Report back here in 72, ready for an early night, cause you're gonna 
start working after that!"

OOC> and may god help Mark! :-P

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--- Bruce Johnson  wrote:

> He heads to the galley.

Shawn followed him in.
 
> "Hey, everyone. As of now, you all are on a three day pass. No one is
> to get caught in a hurricane, a rebellion, a bombing, a covert war, 
> or a poker game with someone named Pickaxe, Y'hear?
> 
> Bar fights only! Bail *will* be deducted from your salary!"
> 
> "Report back here in 72, ready for an early night, cause you're gonna
> start working after that!"

"And everyone, I will be looking for a good party spot to listen to a
Vargr Howl and everyone is invited to join me."

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>He heads to the galley.
>
>"Hey, everyone. As of now, you all are on a three day pass. No one is to
>get caught in a hurricane, a rebellion, a bombing, a covert war, or a
>poker game with someone named Pickaxe, Y'hear?
>
>Bar fights only! Bail *will* be deducted from your salary!"
>
>"Report back here in 72, ready for an early night, cause you're gonna
>start working after that!"

"Plugged Nickel?" Mira reminds Ricardo, "Don't we have a meeting? Something 
about new cousins?"

Mira 

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> Woof is in the galley, after cleaning up the passenger cabins 
> and then 
> cleaning up himself. He is debating whether to cook something for the 
> crew, or let everyone eat at The Plugged Nickel.

Woof sounds the chime on the intercom.  

"All hands, 'bout time to put out for the Plugged Nickel if we're meeting
these new cousins of yours..."

Woof

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> > Woof is in the galley, after cleaning up the passenger cabins
> > and then
> > cleaning up himself. He is debating whether to cook something for the
> > crew, or let everyone eat at The Plugged Nickel.
>
>Woof sounds the chime on the intercom.
>
>"All hands, 'bout time to put out for the Plugged Nickel if we're meeting
>these new cousins of yours..."

OOC: Mira looks indignant. "As if I would *ever* put out for a plugged 
nickel!!!"   

Mira should be sauntering in about now in her little black dress and 
looking lively.

"If they don't show, we'll just have to greet them all by ourselves!" She 
gives him a flirty smile.

Mira

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--- Mira Hasta-Rur  wrote:

> Mira should be sauntering in about now in her little black dress and 
> looking lively.
> 
> "If they don't show, we'll just have to greet them all by ourselves!"
> She gives him a flirty smile.

Shawn nodded to her and smiled.

"I'm setting up a group trip to a Vargr Howl in the next couple of days
and want everyone to know they are welcome to join me. There, now
everyone has been told so they can make up their own minds."

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> > > "If they don't show, we'll just have to greet them all by
> > > ourselves!" She
> > > gives him a flirty smile.
> >
> >Woof smiles and then feels the blush running up his cheeks.  
> He lets out a
> >whistle, hoping to defuse the situation.  "Mira, you look... 
>  Wow!  You need
> >an escort?"
> 
> "Best offer I've had all day," She replies, grinning.

He continues to blush.  "Uh, something to drink before we go?  Some iced
tea?  Lemonade?"

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> > "Best offer I've had all day," She replies, grinning.
>
>He continues to blush.  "Uh, something to drink before we go?  Some iced
>tea?  Lemonade?"

"Lemonade, please." She replies still grinning.

Mira 

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> > > "Best offer I've had all day," She replies, grinning.
> >
> >He continues to blush.  "Uh, something to drink before we 
> go?  Some iced
> >tea?  Lemonade?"
> 
> "Lemonade, please." She replies still grinning.

He turns away from her, and pours a glass.  Note to self: Redhair and little
black dress go *FINE* together...

He hands her the glass.  "Not too sweet..."

Woof

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> "Hey, everyone. As of now, you all are on a three day pass. No one is
> to
> get caught in a hurricane, a rebellion, a bombing, a covert war, or a
>
> poker game with someone named Pickaxe, Y'hear?
>
> Bar fights only! Bail *will* be deducted from your salary!"
>
> "Report back here in 72, ready for an early night, cause you're gonna
>
> start working after that!"

Kelly grins over his coffee cup. "Well, that killed *all* of my plans. 
Now I'll have to think of something else."

JR

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JR wrote:

> > "Hey, everyone. As of now, you all are on a three day pass. No one
> > is to get caught in a hurricane, a rebellion, a bombing, a covert
> > war, or a poker game with someone named Pickaxe, Y'hear?
> >
> > Bar fights only! Bail *will* be deducted from your salary!"
> >
> > "Report back here in 72, ready for an early night, cause you're
> > gonna start working after that!"
>
>  Kelly grins over his coffee cup. "Well, that killed *all* of my
>  plans. Now I'll have to think of something else."

"Means I can visit home." Anspor says nodding.

Eris
Akus

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----- Original Message ----- 
From: "Eris Reddoch" 
>
> > > "Hey, everyone. As of now, you all are on a three day pass. No one
> > > is to get caught in a hurricane, a rebellion, a bombing, a covert
> > > war, or a poker game with someone named Pickaxe, Y'hear?
> > >
> > > Bar fights only! Bail *will* be deducted from your salary!"
> > >
> > > "Report back here in 72, ready for an early night, cause you're
> > > gonna start working after that!"

OOG - Sorry I've been so quite for the last couple of weeks, I've been so
sick for about a month and a half now that I haven't felt much like looking
at anything.  I'll try to read back through all the mail I've ignored and
catch up this afternoon.  I'm about to trundle off to work.

Lysia will spend the 72 hours getting her quarters in order and visiting her
daughter, which sadly means a trip to see her sister.

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> > "Lemonade, please." She replies still grinning.
>
>He turns away from her, and pours a glass.  Note to self: Redhair and little
>black dress go *FINE* together...
>
>He hands her the glass.  "Not too sweet..."

"Of course not, redheads always have a temper," She replies flippantly with 
a twinkle in her eyes.

Mira 

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> > > "Lemonade, please." She replies still grinning.
> >
> >He turns away from her, and pours a glass.  Note to self: 
> Redhair and little
> >black dress go *FINE* together...
> >
> >He hands her the glass.  "Not too sweet..."
> 
> "Of course not, redheads always have a temper," She replies 
> flippantly with 
> a twinkle in her eyes.

He blushes even more!  "Tart!" He says with a laugh.

Woof

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> > >He hands her the glass.  "Not too sweet..."
> >
> > "Of course not, redheads always have a temper," She replies
> > flippantly with
> > a twinkle in her eyes.
>
>He blushes even more!  "Tart!" He says with a laugh.

"I am not!" She gets an outrageously and obviously humorously offended 
expression, "I am *very* selective about who I..."

"Oh, you mean the lemonade! Yes, that is the way I like it." She seems to 
be enjoying his discomfort, but not in a mean way.

Mira 

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> > > >He hands her the glass.  "Not too sweet..."
> > >
> > > "Of course not, redheads always have a temper," She replies
> > > flippantly with
> > > a twinkle in her eyes.
> >
> >He blushes even more!  "Tart!" He says with a laugh.
> 
> "I am not!" She gets an outrageously and obviously humorously 
> offended expression, "I am *very* selective about who I..."

He fumbles for a second, trying to pour himself one.  "I never intended..."
 
> "Oh, you mean the lemonade! Yes, that is the way I like it." 
> She seems to 
> be enjoying his discomfort, but not in a mean way.

He finally accepts that she has the better of him in this exchange, unlike
the last time they played ball, where he did very well.  This time she's
wearing a LBD, and has additional assets that leave him rather at a
disadvantage where wit is concerned.

He lifts his glass.  "To the sweetest tart I've ever known.  Er...
Sweetheart!  I meant Sweet Heart!"

He laughs with her.

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>He finally accepts that she has the better of him in this exchange, unlike
>the last time they played ball, where he did very well.  This time she's
>wearing a LBD, and has additional assets that leave him rather at a
>disadvantage where wit is concerned.
>
>He lifts his glass.  "To the sweetest tart I've ever known.  Er...
>Sweetheart!  I meant Sweet Heart!"
>
>He laughs with her.

  She laughs and shakes her head as she raises her glass to his and lets 
them clink softly.

Then she sips the lemonade, "Ahhh. Yes. I do hate overly watery and 
sweetened lemonade. Thank you. Eventually, we may have our own lemons."

She nods at one of the trees decorating the common areas of the crew level.

Mira 

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> >He finally accepts that she has the better of him in this exchange,
unlike
> >the last time they played ball, where he did very well.  This time she's
> >wearing a LBD, and has additional assets that leave him rather at a
> >disadvantage where wit is concerned.
> >
> >He lifts his glass.  "To the sweetest tart I've ever known.  Er...
> >Sweetheart!  I meant Sweet Heart!"
> >
> >He laughs with her.
> 
>   She laughs and shakes her head as she raises her glass to 
> his and lets them clink softly.
> 
> Then she sips the lemonade, "Ahhh. Yes. I do hate overly watery and 
> sweetened lemonade. Thank you. Eventually, we may have our 
> own lemons."
> 
> She nods at one of the trees decorating the common areas of 
> the crew level.

"That will be great!  A little lemon rind makes a wonderful flavoring...and
the juice.  Fresh squeezed lemons...Mmmmmm.  And the flower is sweet too.
Any chance on getting some... Damn.  I can't think of them.  Very
fragrant...  It's on the tip of my tongue!"

"I'll think of it.  Shall we go?"

He holds out his arm for her.  Pasco's isn't very far.  "Can you walk in
those shoes?"

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>"That will be great!  A little lemon rind makes a wonderful flavoring...and
>the juice.  Fresh squeezed lemons...Mmmmmm.  And the flower is sweet too.
>Any chance on getting some... Damn.  I can't think of them.  Very
>fragrant...  It's on the tip of my tongue!"
>
>"I'll think of it.  Shall we go?"
>
>He holds out his arm for her.  Pasco's isn't very far.  "Can you walk in
>those shoes?"

"Yes, I can. Its the doctor thing. Never ever wear shoes you can't do 18 
hours in surgery in. Gets ingrained in med school and internship and you 
just never lose it." She grins.

"We also have limes and kumquats and peaches already planted. I will have 
to keep them very tightly pruned, of course, but we have them. I think I'll 
be adding some fresh herbs around too. Very aromatic and you can just go 
harvest as you need it."

Mira

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> >"That will be great!  A little lemon rind makes a wonderful 
> flavoring...and
> >the juice.  Fresh squeezed lemons...Mmmmmm.  And the flower 
> is sweet too.
> >Any chance on getting some... Damn.  I can't think of them.  Very
> >fragrant...  It's on the tip of my tongue!"
> >
> >"I'll think of it.  Shall we go?"
> >
> >He holds out his arm for her.  Pasco's isn't very far.  "Can 
> you walk in
> >those shoes?"
> 
> "Yes, I can. Its the doctor thing. Never ever wear shoes you 
> can't do 18 
> hours in surgery in. Gets ingrained in med school and 
> internship and you 
> just never lose it." She grins.
> 
> "We also have limes and kumquats and peaches already planted. 
> I will have 
> to keep them very tightly pruned, of course, but we have 
> them. I think I'll 
> be adding some fresh herbs around too. Very aromatic and you 
> can just go 
> harvest as you need it."

"Let's plant some onions, and chives, and some thyme!  It is never a good
idea to run out of thyme!" He grins.  "And speaking of thyme, SKIPPER!" he
calls.  "Pasco's!"

Woof

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>"Let's plant some onions, and chives, and some thyme!  It is never a good
>idea to run out of thyme!" He grins.  "And speaking of thyme, SKIPPER!" he
>calls.  "Pasco's!"

"Thyme I can do. Maybe some chives. The rest... well, as I expand the 
'ponics bay. Right now, I grow slime down there." She grins, "I want to 
produce some real edibles but I'll be limited by space. Probably never much 
more than enough truly fresh to add a touch to your cooking during jumps. 
But even that would be heaven."

Mira grins, up and ready to move out with him when he's ready.

Mira 

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--- Mira Hasta-Rur  wrote:

> Mira grins, up and ready to move out with him when he's ready.

Shawn headed out the door and waited at the bottom for the whole group
to make their way down. He made some mental notes to get the Howl info
and post it on the buletin board as there didn't sound like there was
much interest right now.

Shawn

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> >"Let's plant some onions, and chives, and some thyme!  It is 
> never a good
> >idea to run out of thyme!" He grins.  "And speaking of 
> thyme, SKIPPER!" he
> >calls.  "Pasco's!"
> 
> "Thyme I can do. Maybe some chives. The rest... well, as I expand the 
> 'ponics bay. Right now, I grow slime down there." She grins, 
> "I want to 
> produce some real edibles but I'll be limited by space. 
> Probably never much 
> more than enough truly fresh to add a touch to your cooking 
> during jumps. 
> But even that would be heaven."
> 
> Mira grins, up and ready to move out with him when he's ready.

"MIRA AND I ARE ON OUR WAY!" he calls, and escorts Mira out the hatch...  He
walks slowly, so others can catch them...

"So," he says, stretching his arms for just a minute before offering her his
arm again, "You kicked my butt, and I kicked yours.  I think we're gonna
have fun playing together."

Woof

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Smith, Greg wrote:

> >> "Let's plant some onions, and chives, and some thyme! It is
> >> never a good idea to run out of thyme!" He grins. "And speaking
> >> of thyme, SKIPPER!" he calls. "Pasco's!"
> >
> > "Thyme I can do. Maybe some chives. The rest... well, as I expand
> > the 'ponics bay. Right now, I grow slime down there." She grins, "I
> > want to produce some real edibles but I'll be limited by space.
> > Probably never much more than enough truly fresh to add a touch to
> > your cooking during jumps. But even that would be heaven."
> >
> > Mira grins, up and ready to move out with him when he's ready.
>
>  "MIRA AND I ARE ON OUR WAY!" he calls, and escorts Mira out the
>  hatch... He walks slowly, so others can catch them...
>
>  "So," he says, stretching his arms for just a minute before offering
>  her his arm again, "You kicked my butt, and I kicked yours. I think
>  we're gonna have fun playing together."

Shawn, coming down the ramp after Mira and Woof overhears this conversation.

The three of you are on the tarmac waiting for others to join you.

Eris
AKU GM

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> >  "MIRA AND I ARE ON OUR WAY!" he calls, and escorts Mira out the
> >  hatch... He walks slowly, so others can catch them...
> >
> >  "So," he says, stretching his arms for just a minute before offering
> >  her his arm again, "You kicked my butt, and I kicked yours. I think
> >  we're gonna have fun playing together."
>
>Shawn, coming down the ramp after Mira and Woof overhears this conversation.
>
>The three of you are on the tarmac waiting for others to join you.

She throws her head back and laughs, "Indeed, Woof, I believe we will."

She half turns to see if anyone else shows signs of emerging and catches 
sight of Shawn, "Good evening, Shawn. We were just considering letting 
everyone else follow when they care to and just ambling on ahead of them. 
What do you think?"

Mira 

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--- Mira Hasta-Rur  wrote:

> She half turns to see if anyone else shows signs of emerging and
> catches sight of Shawn, "Good evening, Shawn. We were just 
> considering letting everyone else follow when they care to and just 
> ambling on ahead of them. What do you think?"

"I say, let them eat cake. Let's roll."

Shawn

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----- Original Message ----- 
From: "Eris Reddoch" 
>
> > >> "Let's plant some onions, and chives, and some thyme! It is
> > >> never a good idea to run out of thyme!" He grins. "And speaking
> > >> of thyme, SKIPPER!" he calls. "Pasco's!"
> > >
> > > "Thyme I can do. Maybe some chives. The rest... well, as I expand
> > > the 'ponics bay. Right now, I grow slime down there." She grins, "I
> > > want to produce some real edibles but I'll be limited by space.
> > > Probably never much more than enough truly fresh to add a touch to
> > > your cooking during jumps. But even that would be heaven."
> > >
> > > Mira grins, up and ready to move out with him when he's ready.
> >
> >  "MIRA AND I ARE ON OUR WAY!" he calls, and escorts Mira out the
> >  hatch... He walks slowly, so others can catch them...
> >
> >  "So," he says, stretching his arms for just a minute before offering
> >  her his arm again, "You kicked my butt, and I kicked yours. I think
> >  we're gonna have fun playing together."
>
> Shawn, coming down the ramp after Mira and Woof overhears this
conversation.
>
> The three of you are on the tarmac waiting for others to join you.

Lysia comes walking out of the airlock a few moments later in a black pant
suit, dark glasses and high heeled open toes.  If possible she looks even
longer and leaner than she did before boarding the Mae Lee.  Lysia has a
cell phone glued to her head and is evidently engaged in a heated
conversation with someone.

"No, No...  I said dark earthy tones, lots of wood...  If I wanted chrome
and glass I'd have said chrome and glass...  Look I don't care just fix it."

She claps the phone shut and sighs.  "*That* is the problem with
interplanetary messages, some where along the line someone screws something
up and someone always ends up looking like a bitch."

Lysia smiles a little through her black lipstick and pulls her hair back
into a short white pony tail.  "So?  What's the plan?"  She asks tying the
hair back so it's out of her way.

"Love the dress, doctor Mira.  Very fetching."

She pulls something out of her pocket and begins to fasten an art deco glass
and wire choker with attached Ankh about her neck.

Lysia Jezebel David

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>Lysia comes walking out of the airlock a few moments later in a black pant
>suit, dark glasses and high heeled open toes.  If possible she looks even
>longer and leaner than she did before boarding the Mae Lee.  Lysia has a
>cell phone glued to her head and is evidently engaged in a heated
>conversation with someone.
>
>"No, No...  I said dark earthy tones, lots of wood...  If I wanted chrome
>and glass I'd have said chrome and glass...  Look I don't care just fix it."
>
>She claps the phone shut and sighs.  "*That* is the problem with
>interplanetary messages, some where along the line someone screws something
>up and someone always ends up looking like a bitch."
>
>Lysia smiles a little through her black lipstick and pulls her hair back
>into a short white pony tail.  "So?  What's the plan?"  She asks tying the
>hair back so it's out of her way.
>
>"Love the dress, doctor Mira.  Very fetching."
>
>She pulls someth