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Eris Reddoch

Tue

Dec 23
2003

05:20Z

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Inside the Mae Lee, Woof is finishing up his food preparations, Ricardo 
and Zeek have cleaned up and are dressing for the evening.

On the ramp, Mira and Jac were chatting while below them on the tarmac, 
Sir Authur was just arriving.

>  She winks at Jac and puts a finger over her lips as she slips past
>  him into the ship. For some reason she doesn't want to break the
>  spell with a stranger just now.

Jac chuckles and follows her into the ship. He calls out as the pair 
walk down the corridor, "Company is coming. Who's on duty?"

Woof hears Jac call out and glances at his watch, Leesa should be 
arriving just about now..

Eris
AKU

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Eris Reddoch

Tue

Dec 23
2003

19:00Z

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Eris Reddoch wrote:

>  Jac chuckles and follows her into the ship. He calls out as the pair
>  walk down the corridor, "Company is coming. Who's on duty?"

>  Woof hears Jac call out and glances at his watch, Leesa should be
>  arriving just about now..

Ricardo hears Jac's call in the corridor just as  he finishes dressing.  
It is also just about time for Sir Gunt to arrive.

Arm in arm, Mira and Jac walk down the corridor. When they come to the 
cross corridor they can see Woof in the galley.

"I say!" Jac calls out again, "Yoo Woo, Woofie, old bean! I'm not 
expecting company, *I'm* not on duty, and I already have a pretty girl 
on *my* arm,  so *I'm* not going to answer the bell when it rings."

He looks over at Mira and gives her a smiling wink before letting her 
arm go so she can continue to her cabin, and he can double back to his, 
"I'll hold you to 45 minutes."

Before he heads back up the corridor he calls out again, "I say! That 
does smell yummy. What *are* you cooking up int there Mr. Shultz?"

Eris
AKU

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Eris Reddoch

Tue

Dec 23
2003

21:10Z

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Eris Reddoch wrote:

>  Eris Reddoch wrote:
>
> > Jac chuckles and follows her into the ship. He calls out as the
> > pair walk down the corridor, "Company is coming. Who's on duty?"
>
>
> > Woof hears Jac call out and glances at his watch, Leesa should be
> > arriving just about now..
>
>
>  Ricardo hears Jac's call in the corridor just as he finishes
>  dressing. It is also just about time for Sir Gunt to arrive.
>
>  Arm in arm, Mira and Jac walk down the corridor. When they come to
>  the cross corridor they can see Woof in the galley.
>
>  "I say!" Jac calls out again, "Yoo Woo, Woofie, old bean! I'm not
>  expecting company, *I'm* not on duty, and I already have a pretty
>  girl on *my* arm, so *I'm* not going to answer the bell when it
>  rings."
>
>  He looks over at Mira and gives her a smiling wink before letting her
>  arm go so she can continue to her cabin, and he can double back to
>  his, "I'll hold you to 45 minutes."
>
>  Before he heads back up the corridor he calls out again, "I say! That
>  does smell yummy. What *are* you cooking up int there Mr. Shultz?"

Both men turn as they hear the hatch buzzer go off.

"I'm not here." says Jac smiling and then adds as he hurries off to his 
cabin, "The Sianna Hasta-Rur and I are away enjoying our day off."

Ricardo also hears the hatch buzzer go off...as does anyone else still 
aboard (Mira, Zeek, and Cory).

Eris
AKU GM

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Greg S

Fri

Dec 26
2003

18:58Z

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> >  Before he heads back up the corridor he calls out again, "I say! That
> >  does smell yummy. What *are* you cooking up int there Mr. Shultz?"
>
>Both men turn as they hear the hatch buzzer go off.
>
>"I'm not here." says Jac smiling and then adds as he hurries off to his
>cabin, "The Sianna Hasta-Rur and I are away enjoying our day off."
>
>Ricardo also hears the hatch buzzer go off...as does anyone else still
>aboard (Mira, Zeek, and Cory).

"You got it, Ricardo.  I can't break away at the moment!"

Woof

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Bruce Johnson

Tue

Dec 23
2003

21:14Z

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Eris Reddoch wrote:

> Eris Reddoch wrote:
> 
> 
>> Jac chuckles and follows her into the ship. He calls out as the pair
>> walk down the corridor, "Company is coming. Who's on duty?"
> 
> 
>> Woof hears Jac call out and glances at his watch, Leesa should be
>> arriving just about now..
> 
> 
> Ricardo hears Jac's call in the corridor just as  he finishes dressing.  
> It is also just about time for Sir Gunt to arrive.
> 
> Arm in arm, Mira and Jac walk down the corridor. When they come to the 
> cross corridor they can see Woof in the galley.
> 
> "I say!" Jac calls out again, "Yoo Woo, Woofie, old bean! I'm not 
> expecting company, *I'm* not on duty, and I already have a pretty girl 
> on *my* arm,  so *I'm* not going to answer the bell when it rings."
>

Ricardo seteps out in time to see this. "Wel, Jac. I see you're taking 
your supervisory role seriously. Looks like you're supervising Mira 
quite, ahh, closely...You know, if she acts up there's always the 
various disciplinary measures you're allowed to employ" He sticks his 
tongue out at Mira.

> He looks over at Mira and gives her a smiling wink before letting her 
> arm go so she can continue to her cabin, and he can double back to his, 
> "I'll hold you to 45 minutes."



-- 
Bruce Johnson
University of Arizona
College of Pharmacy
Information Technology Group

Institutions do not have opinions, merely customs

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Mira

Tue

Dec 23
2003

21:20Z

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>Ricardo seteps out in time to see this. "Wel, Jac. I see you're taking
>your supervisory role seriously. Looks like you're supervising Mira
>quite, ahh, closely...You know, if she acts up there's always the
>various disciplinary measures you're allowed to employ" He sticks his
>tongue out at Mira.

Mira gives Ricardo a devilish smile, "Now why would he do that? I might 
enjoy them."

She winks and disappears towards her cabin.

Mira

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Eris Reddoch

Tue

Dec 23
2003

21:26Z

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Bruce Johnson wrote:

>  Eris Reddoch wrote:
>
> > Eris Reddoch wrote:
> >
> >
> >> Jac chuckles and follows her into the ship. He calls out as the
> >> pair walk down the corridor, "Company is coming. Who's on duty?"
> >
> >
> >> Woof hears Jac call out and glances at his watch, Leesa should be
> >> arriving just about now..
> >
> >
> > Ricardo hears Jac's call in the corridor just as he finishes
> > dressing. It is also just about time for Sir Gunt to arrive.
> >
> > Arm in arm, Mira and Jac walk down the corridor. When they come to
> > the cross corridor they can see Woof in the galley.
> >
> > "I say!" Jac calls out again, "Yoo Woo, Woofie, old bean! I'm not
> > expecting company, *I'm* not on duty, and I already have a pretty
> > girl on *my* arm, so *I'm* not going to answer the bell when it
> > rings."
> >
>
>  Ricardo seteps out in time to see this. "Wel, Jac. I see you're
>  taking your supervisory role seriously. Looks like you're supervising
>  Mira quite, ahh, closely...You know, if she acts up there's always
>  the various disciplinary measures you're allowed to employ" He sticks
>  his tongue out at Mira.

"Captain we are having a wonderful time." Jac says smiling, "At least, 
*I* am. You know Mira even made my tea with Auntie Mazie pleasant, and 
that's a task I thought impossible to accomplish."

> > He looks over at Mira and gives her a smiling wink before letting
> > her arm go so she can continue to her cabin, and he can double back
> > to his, "I'll hold you to 45 minutes."

After Mira leaves he says confidentially, "Both moons will be full over 
the bay tonight and I plan to take Mira flying this evening. She's not 
afraid of heights or anything like that is she?"

Eris
AKU GM

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Bruce Johnson

Tue

Dec 23
2003

21:16Z

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Eris Reddoch wrote:

> Inside the Mae Lee, Woof is finishing up his food preparations, Ricardo 
> and Zeek have cleaned up and are dressing for the evening.
> 
> On the ramp, Mira and Jac were chatting while below them on the tarmac, 
> Sir Authur was just arriving.

Ricardo heads to the ramp as Sir Gunt comes up the ramp.  "Welcome 
aboard, Sir Gunt."


-- 
Bruce Johnson
University of Arizona
College of Pharmacy
Information Technology Group

Institutions do not have opinions, merely customs

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Eris Reddoch

Tue

Dec 23
2003

21:31Z

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Bruce Johnson wrote:

> > Inside the Mae Lee, Woof is finishing up his food preparations,
> > Ricardo and Zeek have cleaned up and are dressing for the evening.
> >
> > On the ramp, Mira and Jac were chatting while below them on the
> > tarmac, Sir Authur was just arriving.
>
>  Ricardo heads to the ramp as Sir Gunt comes up the ramp.

OOC: For plot purposes we'll say that Ricardo hears the buzzer while 
chatting with Jac and Woof then goes and opens the hatch saying....

>  "Welcome aboard, Sir Gunt."

"Captain O'Brien, it's good..." he stops and turns to look back toward 
the city as the sound of a muffled explosion reaches you both. Ricardo 
sees smoke starting to rise from near the top of a tall building about a 
kilometer away.

"...what was that?" Sir Gunt, grunts then points, "Look! There! A fire 
in that high rise?"

With the hatch open, even inside the ship, Woof hears the sound of a 
muffled explosion. It sounds sort of like thunder in the distance across 
the plains of Sequi, but something about it makes the pit of his stomach 
grow cold.

Eris
AKU GM

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Joseph Roberts

Tue

Dec 23
2003

21:41Z

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> "Captain O'Brien, it's good..." he stops and turns to look back toward
> 
> the city as the sound of a muffled explosion reaches you both. Ricardo
> 
> sees smoke starting to rise from near the top of a tall building about
> a 
> kilometer away.
> 
> "...what was that?" Sir Gunt, grunts then points, "Look! There! A fire
> 
> in that high rise?"
> 
> With the hatch open, even inside the ship, Woof hears the sound of a 
> muffled explosion. It sounds sort of like thunder in the distance
> across 
> the plains of Sequi, but something about it makes the pit of his
> stomach 
> grow cold.

TGM: Is Kelly anywhere around to see this?

JR

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Eris Reddoch

Tue

Dec 23
2003

21:51Z

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JR. wrote:

> > With the hatch open, even inside the ship, Woof hears the sound of
> > a muffled explosion. It sounds sort of like thunder in the distance
> > across the plains of Sequi, but something about it makes the pit
> > of his stomach grow cold.
>
>  TGM: Is Kelly anywhere around to see this?

TAP: Node, remember Kelly went camping. He's a hundred kilometers away 
walking through the woods toward a lake as it happens. I doubt his 
tranquil evening will be disturbed...depending on what the other 
characters do over the next few hours, of course. Same for Lysia's 
party's evening plans...unless someone calls them in, they won't know 
about what is happening in Mark City. Actually, same goes for Mira and 
Jac's plans unless they get called back by later.

Eris
AKU GM

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Erik Timmermann, (CG)

Wed

Dec 24
2003

18:59Z

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54> Bruce Johnson wrote:
54> 
54> > > Inside the Mae Lee, Woof is finishing up his food preparations,
54> > > Ricardo and Zeek have cleaned up and are dressing for the
evening.
54> > >
54> > > On the ramp, Mira and Jac were chatting while below them on the
54> > > tarmac, Sir Authur was just arriving.
54> >
54> >  Ricardo heads to the ramp as Sir Gunt comes up the ramp.
54> 
54> OOC: For plot purposes we'll say that Ricardo hears the buzzer while
54> chatting with Jac and Woof then goes and opens the hatch saying....
54> 
54> >  "Welcome aboard, Sir Gunt."

Zeek stalks up looking like he has heard the funniest joke.  In reality
he is looking for an Avocado. 

54> "Captain O'Brien, it's good..." he stops and turns to look back
toward
54> the city as the sound of a muffled explosion reaches you both.
Ricardo
54> sees smoke starting to rise from near the top of a tall building
about a
54> kilometer away.
54> 
54> "...what was that?" Sir Gunt, grunts then points, "Look! There! A
fire
54> in that high rise?"

"That?" Zeek interjects, "10 Kilo, C4Z10 Tex.  A sloppy job at that, the
top is till there."  Zeek makes a "sheesh!" noise and asks, "Got an
Avocado?" 

54> With the hatch open, even inside the ship, Woof hears the sound of a
54> muffled explosion. It sounds sort of like thunder in the distance
across
54> the plains of Sequi, but something about it makes the pit of his
stomach
54> grow cold.
54> 
54> Eris
54> AKU GM

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Bruce Johnson

Fri

Dec 26
2003

02:21Z

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On Tuesday, December 23, 2003, at 02:31  PM, Eris Reddoch wrote:

> "Captain O'Brien, it's good..." he stops and turns to look back toward
> the city as the sound of a muffled explosion reaches you both. Ricardo
> sees smoke starting to rise from near the top of a tall building about 
> a
> kilometer away.
>
> "...what was that?" Sir Gunt, grunts then points, "Look! There! A fire
> in that high rise?"

Ricardo shakes his head. "An explosion, a large one if we heard it from 
that distance...Do you know what building that is?"

He turns back to Gunt. "Sir, why don't we step into the lounge. We can 
catch the news there, find out what's happened." Assuming Sir Gunt 
agrees,  he closes the door and then leads the way to the lounge, and 
puts up the local MNN news feeds.

Ricardo says, mostly to himself, "This feels bad..."

--
"Wherever you go, there you are." - B. Banzai, Ph.D.
Bruce Johnson

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Eris Reddoch

Fri

Dec 26
2003

03:04Z

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Bruce Johnson wrote:

>  On Tuesday, December 23, 2003, at 02:31 PM, Eris Reddoch wrote:
>
> > "Captain O'Brien, it's good..." he stops and turns to look back
> > toward the city as the sound of a muffled explosion reaches you
> > both. Ricardo sees smoke starting to rise from near the top of a
> > tall building about a kilometer away.
> >
> > "...what was that?" Sir Gunt, grunts then points, "Look! There! A
> > fire in that high rise?"
>
> > "That?" Zeek interjects, "10 Kilo, C4Z10 Tex. A sloppy job at
> > that, the top is till there." Zeek makes a "sheesh!" noise and
> > asks, "Got an Avocado?"
>
>  Ricardo shakes his head. "An explosion, a large one if we heard it
>  from that distance...Do you know what building that is?"

"No, not really. I'm not a local here." Gunt says squinting and 
shielding his eyes with the briefcase he is carrying , "Doesn't look 
that bad from here. See, the smoke is already thinning out."

>  He turns back to Gunt. "Sir, why don't we step into the lounge. We
>  can catch the news there, find out what's happened." Assuming Sir
>  Gunt agrees, he closes the door and then leads the way to the
>  lounge, and puts up the local MNN news feeds.

"Fine with me Captain." Sir Gunt says, "I'd like to see to putting this..."

He pats the side of his briefcase with one hand, "...into your ship's 
safe, if you don't mind."

>  Ricardo says, mostly to himself, "This feels bad..."

"What?" Gunt says as he follows Ricardo, "The explosion? Why? Do you 
think it is connected to you in some way?"

The local MNN news feed is running dead air when Ricardo tunes into that 
channel, but after a few seconds it comes on with a talking head saying, 
"We apologize for the short interruption in service. There was a power 
outage, and a report of a minor explosion on the 43rd floor of the main 
MNN building. The main headquarters building is being evacuated and our 
feed has been changed to our Aluusia studios. We have no further 
information at this time, but we will bring you further reports as more 
information becomes available."

"See, not a major disaster." Sir Milo says as he sets his briefcase on 
the desk, "Now, could we see to our business?"

Eris
AKU GM

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Greg S

Fri

Dec 26
2003

19:11Z

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> >  Ricardo says, mostly to himself, "This feels bad..."
>
>"What?" Gunt says as he follows Ricardo, "The explosion? Why? Do you
>think it is connected to you in some way?"
>
>The local MNN news feed is running dead air when Ricardo tunes into that
>channel, but after a few seconds it comes on with a talking head saying,
>"We apologize for the short interruption in service. There was a power
>outage, and a report of a minor explosion on the 43rd floor of the main
>MNN building. The main headquarters building is being evacuated and our
>feed has been changed to our Aluusia studios. We have no further
>information at this time, but we will bring you further reports as more
>information becomes available."
>
>"See, not a major disaster." Sir Milo says as he sets his briefcase on
>the desk, "Now, could we see to our business?"

"Hey!" Woof calls, "Can you turn that up?  That's were Lessa works!"

Woof

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Eris Reddoch

Fri

Dec 26
2003

19:56Z

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Greg wrote:

> >> Ricardo says, mostly to himself, "This feels bad..."
> >
> > "What?" Gunt says as he follows Ricardo, "The explosion? Why? Do
> > you think it is connected to you in some way?"
> >
> > The local MNN news feed is running dead air when Ricardo tunes into
> > that channel, but after a few seconds it comes on with a talking
> > head saying, "We apologize for the short interruption in service.
> > There was a power outage, and a report of a minor explosion on the
> > 43rd floor of the main MNN building. The main headquarters building
> > is being evacuated and our feed has been changed to our Aluusia
> > studios. We have no further information at this time, but we will
> > bring you further reports as more information becomes available."
> >
> > "See, not a major disaster." Sir Milo says as he sets his briefcase
> > on the desk, "Now, could we see to our business?"
>
>  "Hey!" Woof calls, "Can you turn that up? That's were Lessa works!"

The galley terminal comes back to life with the same feed as the one 
Ricardo just saw. (See above)

The phone call from Leesa comes shortly after you see the announcement 
on the galley terminal.

Eris
AKU GM

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Joseph Roberts

Fri

Dec 26
2003

23:30Z

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> "What the...!"  Woof realizes that the sound wasn't from the ship...
>  A
> *good* thing to be sure, but...  He touches a comm stud.  "Ricardo,
> Kelly.  What was that?"

Kelly jumps a bit as his comm alert sounds. "This is Kelly. What's 
going on?"

JR

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Eris Reddoch

Sat

Dec 27
2003

01:47Z

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JR wrote:

> > "What the...!" Woof realizes that the sound wasn't from the
> > ship... A *good* thing to be sure, but... He touches a comm stud.
> > "Ricardo, Kelly. What was that?"

Kelly is preparing his supper beside a pristine lake in the middle of 
the wilderness when his comm unit starts to buzz in his pocket.

>  Kelly jumps a bit as his comm alert sounds. "This is Kelly. What's
>  going on?"

Woof hears Kelly's response, but it there is roughly a 2 second delay as 
the signal is relayed from a low orbiting satellite to a relay station 
in geosyncronious orbit, back to a receiver at the Mark City Comm 
Center, and then relayed to the Mae Lee's comm system and then to Woof's 
personal unit.

As Kelly is replying to Woof's call the report about the explosion in 
the MNN building is playing on the terminal.  The call from Lessa is 
still a few minutes in the future.

Eris
AKU GM

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Greg S

Sat

Dec 27
2003

15:37Z

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> > > "What the...!" Woof realizes that the sound wasn't from the
> > > ship... A *good* thing to be sure, but... He touches a comm stud.
> > > "Ricardo, Kelly. What was that?"
>
>Kelly is preparing his supper beside a pristine lake in the middle of
>the wilderness when his comm unit starts to buzz in his pocket.
>
> >  Kelly jumps a bit as his comm alert sounds. "This is Kelly. What's
> >  going on?"
>
>Woof hears Kelly's response, but it there is roughly a 2 second delay as
>the signal is relayed from a low orbiting satellite to a relay station
>in geosyncronious orbit, back to a receiver at the Mark City Comm
>Center, and then relayed to the Mae Lee's comm system and then to Woof's
>personal unit.

"Kelly?  Where are you?" Woof asks curiously.  "I was thinking you were in 
engineering...  You ok?" Woof asks.

>As Kelly is replying to Woof's call the report about the explosion in
>the MNN building is playing on the terminal.  The call from Lessa is
>still a few minutes in the future.

OOC:  I was thinking internal ships comms, when he pressed a 'comm' stud, 
but the above works.


Woof

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Eris Reddoch

Sat

Dec 27
2003

17:27Z

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Greg wrote:

> >>> "What the...!" Woof realizes that the sound wasn't from the
> >>> ship... A *good* thing to be sure, but... He touches a comm
> >>> stud. "Ricardo, Kelly. What was that?"
> >
> > Kelly is preparing his supper beside a pristine lake in the middle
> > of the wilderness when his comm unit starts to buzz in his pocket.
> >
> >> Kelly jumps a bit as his comm alert sounds. "This is Kelly.
> >> What's going on?"
> >
> > Woof hears Kelly's response, but it there is roughly a 2 second
> > delay as the signal is relayed from a low orbiting satellite to a
> > relay station in geosyncronious orbit, back to a receiver at the
> > Mark City Comm Center, and then relayed to the Mae Lee's comm
> > system and then to Woof's personal unit.
>
>  "Kelly? Where are you?" Woof asks curiously. "I was thinking you
>  were in engineering... You ok?" Woof asks.

Kelly looks out over the pristine water of the lake where he is setting 
up camp before answering.

> > As Kelly is replying to Woof's call the report about the explosion
> > in the MNN building is playing on the terminal. The call from
> > Lessa is still a few minutes in the future.
>
>  OOC: I was thinking internal ships comms, when he pressed a 'comm'
>  stud, but the above works.

OOC: Your Captain gave you all a 3 day pass, and Kelly didn't waste a 
minute of it  hanging around the ship. He did a quick research on the 
computer, found there was a large wilderness area, an Imperial Park, 
west of the city and headed out. He has been hiking along a forest trail 
all day and is just now starting to lay out his camp for the night next 
to a lake in the middle of the wilderness several  hundred kilometers 
away from the ship. He probably plans a little fishing, a little 
swimming, and a lot of quiet relaxing. 

OOG:  From JR's earlier post, he's forgotten that he had Kelly do this 
himself, but he did, and he has, so that's where you are. 

Eris
AKU GM

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Greg S

Sat

Dec 27
2003

18:58Z

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> > >>> "What the...!" Woof realizes that the sound wasn't from the
> > >>> ship... A *good* thing to be sure, but... He touches a comm
> > >>> stud. "Ricardo, Kelly. What was that?"
> > >
> > > Kelly is preparing his supper beside a pristine lake in the middle
> > > of the wilderness when his comm unit starts to buzz in his pocket.
> > >
> > >> Kelly jumps a bit as his comm alert sounds. "This is Kelly.
> > >> What's going on?"
> > >
> > > Woof hears Kelly's response, but it there is roughly a 2 second
> > > delay as the signal is relayed from a low orbiting satellite to a
> > > relay station in geosyncronious orbit, back to a receiver at the
> > > Mark City Comm Center, and then relayed to the Mae Lee's comm
> > > system and then to Woof's personal unit.
> >
> >  "Kelly? Where are you?" Woof asks curiously. "I was thinking you
> >  were in engineering... You ok?" Woof asks.
>
>Kelly looks out over the pristine water of the lake where he is setting
>up camp before answering.
>
> > > As Kelly is replying to Woof's call the report about the explosion
> > > in the MNN building is playing on the terminal. The call from
> > > Lessa is still a few minutes in the future.
> >
> >  OOC: I was thinking internal ships comms, when he pressed a 'comm'
> >  stud, but the above works.
>
>OOC: Your Captain gave you all a 3 day pass, and Kelly didn't waste a
>minute of it  hanging around the ship. He did a quick research on the
>computer, found there was a large wilderness area, an Imperial Park,
>west of the city and headed out. He has been hiking along a forest trail
>all day and is just now starting to lay out his camp for the night next
>to a lake in the middle of the wilderness several  hundred kilometers
>away from the ship. He probably plans a little fishing, a little
>swimming, and a lot of quiet relaxing.
>
>OOG:  From JR's earlier post, he's forgotten that he had Kelly do this
>himself, but he did, and he has, so that's where you are. 


So, unless he had the ship comms set to forward his engineering calls to 
his phone, he never gets the call...

Greg

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Joseph Roberts

Sat

Dec 27
2003

19:53Z

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> >OOG:  From JR's earlier post, he's forgotten that he had Kelly do
> >this
> >himself, but he did, and he has, so that's where you are. 
>
>
> So, unless he had the ship comms set to forward his engineering calls
> to
> his phone, he never gets the call...

OOG: I knew that Kelly was off the ship, but I assumed that the comm 
system would find him wherever he was.

JR

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Eris Reddoch

Mon

Dec 29
2003

19:29Z

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JR wrote:

> >> OOG: From JR's earlier post, he's forgotten that he had Kelly do
> >> this himself, but he did, and he has, so that's where you are.
> >> 
> >
> > So, unless he had the ship comms set to forward his engineering
> > calls to his phone, he never gets the call...
>
>  OOG: I knew that Kelly was off the ship, but I assumed that the comm
>  system would find him wherever he was.

OOG: I asked JR if his comm was forwarding and he said yes, so he gets 
the call.  Ricardo is busy with Sir Gunt, and doesn't answer 
immediately. JR and Greg, take it away.

Eris
AKUS

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Bruce Johnson

Sat

Dec 27
2003

00:09Z

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On Thursday, December 25, 2003, at 08:04  PM, Eris Reddoch wrote:

>>  Ricardo shakes his head. "An explosion, a large one if we heard it
>>  from that distance...Do you know what building that is?"
>
> "No, not really. I'm not a local here." Gunt says squinting and
> shielding his eyes with the briefcase he is carrying , "Doesn't look
> that bad from here. See, the smoke is already thinning out."
>
>>  He turns back to Gunt. "Sir, why don't we step into the lounge. We
>>  can catch the news there, find out what's happened." Assuming Sir
>>  Gunt agrees, he closes the door and then leads the way to the
>>  lounge, and puts up the local MNN news feeds.
>
> "Fine with me Captain." Sir Gunt says, "I'd like to see to putting 
> this..."
>
> He pats the side of his briefcase with one hand, "...into your ship's
> safe, if you don't mind."
>
>>  Ricardo says, mostly to himself, "This feels bad..."
>
> "What?" Gunt says as he follows Ricardo, "The explosion? Why? Do you
> think it is connected to you in some way?"

Ricardo shakes his head. "Nope...career scout's reaction. We have a 
decidedly feline curiosity. I also tend to be a little hyper aware of 
things blowing up around me. A little too much time on the front, I 
guess."
>
> The local MNN news feed is running dead air when Ricardo tunes into 
> that
> channel, but after a few seconds it comes on with a talking head 
> saying,
> "We apologize for the short interruption in service. There was a power
> outage, and a report of a minor explosion on the 43rd floor of the main
> MNN building. The main headquarters building is being evacuated and our
> feed has been changed to our Aluusia studios. We have no further
> information at this time, but we will bring you further reports as more
> information becomes available."
>
> "See, not a major disaster." Sir Milo says as he sets his briefcase on
> the desk, "Now, could we see to our business?"

Ricardo nods. "Certainly. Come into the office, I'll draw you up a 
reciept and we can put the materials into the safe." He continues down 
the hall to the office.

If Sir Gunt wishes to put the entire briefcase into the safe, Ricardo 
will  put a tape seal across the briefcase and ask Sir Gunt to sign it 
the seal., ' for reassurances to all concerned..'

He also makes a mental note for Arvitis to denso it prior to takeoff.
--
"Wherever you go, there you are." - B. Banzai, Ph.D.
Bruce Johnson

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Eris Reddoch

Sat

Dec 27
2003

01:40Z

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Bruce Johnson wrote:

> > The local MNN news feed is running dead air when Ricardo tunes into
> > that channel, but after a few seconds it comes on with a talking
> > head saying, "We apologize for the short interruption in service.
> > There was a power outage, and a report of a minor explosion on the
> > 43rd floor of the main MNN building. The main headquarters building
> > is being evacuated and our feed has been changed to our Aluusia
> > studios. We have no further information at this time, but we will
> > bring you further reports as more information becomes available."
> >
> > "See, not a major disaster." Sir Milo says as he sets his briefcase
> > on the desk, "Now, could we see to our business?"
>
>  Ricardo nods. "Certainly. Come into the office, I'll draw you up a
>  reciept and we can put the materials into the safe." He continues
>  down the hall to the office.

Gunt follows you.

>  If Sir Gunt wishes to put the entire briefcase into the safe, Ricardo
>  will put a tape seal across the briefcase and ask Sir Gunt to sign
>  it the seal., ' for reassurances to all concerned..'

Gunt signs the seal and watches as Ricardo puts the briefcase into the 
safe. Once that is done he takes out an envelope and hands it ot Ricardo.

"Instructions for what to with the briefcase upon arrival on Montrose." 
Gunt says, "Name and picture of my colleague on Montrose, as well as the 
passphrase and response he will be using to confirm your bonifids."

"And you said you have a receipt for me?" Gunt raises his left eyebrow 
and waits for you to reply.

>  He also makes a mental note for Arvitis to denso it prior to takeoff.

OOC: Not the trusting sort are you? 

Eris
AKU GM

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Eris Reddoch

Mon

Dec 29
2003

19:34Z

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Eris Reddoch wrote:

>  "And you said you have a receipt for me?" Gunt raises his left
>  eyebrow and waits for you to reply.

Ricardo writes the receipt and is handing it to Sir Gunt when Woof 
sticks his head through the open door and says...

>  "Lessa's in trouble!"

>  "Something's up with that," he says, pointing at the screen where MNN
>  is showing a hole in the side of the high rise with smoke still
>  coming out.

Milo Gunt says, "Our business is completed, *here*. I am counting on you 
making that delivery for me on time and without fail.

"I can find my way out, if you need to deal with another problem." he 
says and starts to leave.

Eris
AKU GM

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Bruce Johnson

Thu

Jan 1
2004

17:33Z

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On Monday, December 29, 2003, at 12:34  PM, Eris Reddoch wrote:

> Eris Reddoch wrote:
>
>>  "And you said you have a receipt for me?" Gunt raises his left
>>  eyebrow and waits for you to reply.
>
> Ricardo writes the receipt and is handing it to Sir Gunt when Woof
> sticks his head through the open door and says...
>
>>  "Lessa's in trouble!"
>
>>  "Something's up with that," he says, pointing at the screen where MNN
>>  is showing a hole in the side of the high rise with smoke still
>>  coming out.
>
> Milo Gunt says, "Our business is completed, *here*. I am counting on 
> you
> making that delivery for me on time and without fail.
>

"We'll do our best, Sir Gunt."

> "I can find my way out, if you need to deal with another problem." he
> says and starts to leave.

Ricardo shakes his head. "The least I can do for our customers is be 
polite.."
  He shows Gunt to the door, saying to Woof.."In a moment." as he passes.

With Gunt off the ship, he turns back to Woof. "What's the problem?"



--
"Wherever you go, there you are." - B. Banzai, Ph.D.
Bruce Johnson

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Greg S

Thu

Jan 1
2004

17:38Z

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>"We'll do our best, Sir Gunt."
>
> > "I can find my way out, if you need to deal with another problem." he
> > says and starts to leave.
>
>Ricardo shakes his head. "The least I can do for our customers is be
>polite.."
>   He shows Gunt to the door, saying to Woof.."In a moment." as he passes.
>
>With Gunt off the ship, he turns back to Woof. "What's the problem?"

"That bombing or whatever...  Lessa called and said that 'they', whoever 
they are killed a couple of people, and that whatever I heard, she didn't 
have anything to do with it.  We, I need to help her!"

OOC:  Happy New Year!

Woof

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Bruce Johnson

Thu

Jan 1
2004

17:30Z

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On Friday, December 26, 2003, at 06:40  PM, Eris Reddoch wrote:

>>
>>  Ricardo nods. "Certainly. Come into the office, I'll draw you up a
>>  reciept and we can put the materials into the safe." He continues
>>  down the hall to the office.
>
> Gunt follows you.
>
>>  If Sir Gunt wishes to put the entire briefcase into the safe, Ricardo
>>  will put a tape seal across the briefcase and ask Sir Gunt to sign
>>  it the seal., ' for reassurances to all concerned..'
>
> Gunt signs the seal and watches as Ricardo puts the briefcase into the
> safe. Once that is done he takes out an envelope and hands it ot 
> Ricardo.
>
> "Instructions for what to with the briefcase upon arrival on Montrose."
> Gunt says, "Name and picture of my colleague on Montrose, as well as 
> the
> passphrase and response he will be using to confirm your bonifids."


Ricardo opens the envelope and confirms that everything is there. 
"Looks perfectly in order, Sir Gunt."  He places the envelope in the 
safe as well.
>
> "And you said you have a receipt for me?" Gunt raises his left eyebrow
> and waits for you to reply.

Ricardo nods. He pulls up the receipt form on the term in the office, 
fills in the details, and cryptosigns it, " Would you like a paper copy 
or on disk? I can mail it to your office, as well..." Based on Gun'ts 
reply, Ricardo prints it out, burns it to disk or sends it.

He also puts a copy in the ship's log permanent record.

>
>>  He also makes a mental note for Arvitis to denso it prior to takeoff.
>
> OOC: Not the trusting sort are you? 

Not in the slightest. The *last* ship to carry this man's documents 
vanished....

--
"Wherever you go, there you are." - B. Banzai, Ph.D.
Bruce Johnson

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Eris Reddoch

Thu

Jan 1
2004

23:48Z

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Bruce Johnson wrote:

>  On Friday, December 26, 2003, at 06:40 PM, Eris Reddoch wrote:
>
> >> Ricardo nods. "Certainly. Come into the office, I'll draw you up
> >> a reciept and we can put the materials into the safe." He
> >> continues down the hall to the office.
> >
> > Gunt follows you.
> >
> >> If Sir Gunt wishes to put the entire briefcase into the safe,
> >> Ricardo will put a tape seal across the briefcase and ask Sir
> >> Gunt to sign it the seal., ' for reassurances to all concerned..'
> >>
> > Gunt signs the seal and watches as Ricardo puts the briefcase into
> > the safe. Once that is done he takes out an envelope and hands it
> > ot Ricardo.
> >
> > "Instructions for what to with the briefcase upon arrival on
> > Montrose." Gunt says, "Name and picture of my colleague on
> > Montrose, as well as the passphrase and response he will be using
> > to confirm your bonifids."
>
>  Ricardo opens the envelope and confirms that everything is there.

OOC: Everything he said would be there is, and it looks fine.

>  "Looks perfectly in order, Sir Gunt." He places the envelope in the
>  safe as well.
>
> > "And you said you have a receipt for me?" Gunt raises his left
> > eyebrow and waits for you to reply.
>
>  Ricardo nods. He pulls up the receipt form on the term in the office,
>  fills in the details, and cryptosigns it, " Would you like a paper
>  copy or on disk? I can mail it to your office, as well..." Based on
>  Gun'ts reply, Ricardo prints it out, burns it to disk or sends it.

"Print me a copy and mail a copy to my office, please." Gunt says.

>  He also puts a copy in the ship's log permanent record.
>
> >> He also makes a mental note for Arvitis to denso it prior to
> >> takeoff.
> >
> > OOC: Not the trusting sort are you? 
>
>  Not in the slightest. The *last* ship to carry this man's documents
>  vanished....

OOC: Hee, hee! That *is* true.

Eris
AKU GM

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Greg S

Fri

Dec 26
2003

19:03Z

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>With the hatch open, even inside the ship, Woof hears the sound of a
>muffled explosion. It sounds sort of like thunder in the distance across
>the plains of Sequi, but something about it makes the pit of his stomach
>grow cold.

"What the...!"  Woof realizes that the sound wasn't from the ship...  A 
*good* thing to be sure, but...  He touches a comm stud.  "Ricardo, 
Kelly.  What was that?"

Woof

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Mira

Tue

Dec 23
2003

21:34Z

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> > He looks over at Mira and gives her a smiling wink before letting her
> > arm go so she can continue to her cabin, and he can double back to his,
> > "I'll hold you to 45 minutes."

"Promptness is a virtue," she quotes, "But its a woman thing to keep a man 
waiting." She flashes a devilish smile over her shoulder.

She does, however, reappear 45 minutes later, freshly showered, styled, in 
black jeans, black walking shoes and a short sleeved, black cashmere 
sweater with a matching  long sleeved sweater in case it got chilly later 
tied around her neck. Her grandmother's pearls gleam with their soft allure 
around her neck and her earlobes. Her long curls are held back with a wide 
black headband, but are otherwise loose and falling around her shoulders.

Mira

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Eris Reddoch

Tue

Jan 6
2004

20:49Z

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>  Woof waits for a reply, then goes and changes into something a bit
>  more appropriate. Less 'Vargr' in nature. Jeans, a shirt, a light
>  jacket...

Woof comes out of his cabin and sees Jac standing in the corridor. Jac 
is dressed in blue jeans with a light weight camel colored jacket over a 
white polo shirt with a pair diagonal strips running from his left 
shoulder toward his right waist.

"Hello Woof. What are you still doing...." Jac says smiling, then stops 
seeing the serious expression on Woof's face and asks seriously, "What's 
wrong?"

>  Mira does, however, reappear 45 minutes later, freshly showered,
>  styled, in black jeans, black walking shoes and a short sleeved,
>  black cashmere sweater with a matching long sleeved sweater in case
>  it got chilly later tied around her neck. Her grandmother's pearls
>  gleam with their soft allure around her neck and her earlobes. Her
>  long curls are held back with a wide black headband, but are
>  otherwise loose and falling around her shoulders.

Mira emerges just in time to hear Jac asking a serious looking Woof, 
"What's wrong?"

Eris
AKU GM

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Greg S

Wed

Jan 7
2004

03:45Z

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>"Hello Woof. What are you still doing...." Jac says smiling, then stops
>seeing the serious expression on Woof's face and asks seriously, "What's
>wrong?"
>
> >  Mira does, however, reappear 45 minutes later, freshly showered,
> >  styled, in black jeans, black walking shoes and a short sleeved,
> >  black cashmere sweater with a matching long sleeved sweater in case
> >  it got chilly later tied around her neck. Her grandmother's pearls
> >  gleam with their soft allure around her neck and her earlobes. Her
> >  long curls are held back with a wide black headband, but are
> >  otherwise loose and falling around her shoulders.
>
>Mira emerges just in time to hear Jac asking a serious looking Woof,
>"What's wrong?"

"There was a bomb or another explosion or something.  At Lessa's 
building.  She called to say that 'they' got a couple of her friends or 
co-workers...  I don't know who they are, but she said she had nothing to 
do with it...  I'm worried.  And when I called her private line, a police 
detective answered.  I--  I didn't say who I was.  I think I should go to 
her building.  What do you think?"

Woof

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Mira

Wed

Jan 7
2004

03:55Z

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> >Mira emerges just in time to hear Jac asking a serious looking Woof,
> >"What's wrong?"
>
>"There was a bomb or another explosion or something.  At Lessa's
>building.  She called to say that 'they' got a couple of her friends or
>co-workers...  I don't know who they are, but she said she had nothing to
>do with it...  I'm worried.  And when I called her private line, a police
>detective answered.  I--  I didn't say who I was.  I think I should go to
>her building.  What do you think?"

Mira frowns, "I think even if you didn't say who you were, if they 
investigate the call further, they can already trace it to you, possibly 
match it the call you received from her, and you've already stuck your nose 
in it, willingly or unwillingly."

"Jac, perhaps you should quietly inform Aunt Mazie about the call Woof 
received. It might not hurt to have someone at her level know there might 
be more going on than meets the eye. I'm sure the police will figure it 
out, but it can't hurt to be safe."

"As for going to the building, if she knows she's in trouble, she's left 
there. Any idea where she'd go in a pinch? Friends in low places?"

Mira

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Greg S

Wed

Jan 7
2004

04:06Z

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>Mira frowns, "I think even if you didn't say who you were, if they
>investigate the call further, they can already trace it to you, possibly
>match it the call you received from her, and you've already stuck your nose
>in it, willingly or unwillingly."

"'AllRound Handyman service' is who I said I was...  Hopefully innocuous," 
Woof replies.

>"Jac, perhaps you should quietly inform Aunt Mazie about the call Woof
>received. It might not hurt to have someone at her level know there might
>be more going on than meets the eye. I'm sure the police will figure it
>out, but it can't hurt to be safe."
>
>"As for going to the building, if she knows she's in trouble, she's left
>there. Any idea where she'd go in a pinch? Friends in low places?"

"Yes.  She called me.  Low place.  This and her regular hangout at the 
Karlos, right across from her building."  Woof slumps into a seat.  "Maybe 
she'll come here.  It's not like she could 'hide', she a damned anchorwoman!"

Woof

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Mira

Wed

Jan 7
2004

04:19Z

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At 09:06 PM 1/6/2004, you wrote:
> >Mira frowns, "I think even if you didn't say who you were, if they
> >investigate the call further, they can already trace it to you, possibly
> >match it the call you received from her, and you've already stuck your nose
> >in it, willingly or unwillingly."
>
>"'AllRound Handyman service' is who I said I was...  Hopefully innocuous,"
>Woof replies.

"Right until someone starts comparing numbers. Run them through a computer 
and your innocuous greeting is meaningless."

> >"Jac, perhaps you should quietly inform Aunt Mazie about the call Woof
> >received. It might not hurt to have someone at her level know there might
> >be more going on than meets the eye. I'm sure the police will figure it
> >out, but it can't hurt to be safe."
> >
> >"As for going to the building, if she knows she's in trouble, she's left
> >there. Any idea where she'd go in a pinch? Friends in low places?"
>
>"Yes.  She called me.  Low place.  This and her regular hangout at the
>Karlos, right across from her building."  Woof slumps into a seat.  "Maybe
>she'll come here.  It's not like she could 'hide', she a damned anchorwoman!"

"Maybe the Karlos has a back room, the kind you can't find the door to. If 
you're going to make a personal visit, that's where I'd go."

Mira

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Greg S

Thu

Jan 8
2004

05:07Z

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>"Right until someone starts comparing numbers. Run them through a computer
>and your innocuous greeting is meaningless."

"True...  But maybe they won't check...  I'm worried, Mira." Woof confides.

> > >"Jac, perhaps you should quietly inform Aunt Mazie about the call Woof
> > >received. It might not hurt to have someone at her level know there might
> > >be more going on than meets the eye. I'm sure the police will figure it
> > >out, but it can't hurt to be safe."
> > >
> > >"As for going to the building, if she knows she's in trouble, she's left
> > >there. Any idea where she'd go in a pinch? Friends in low places?"
> >
> >"Yes.  She called me.  Low place.  This and her regular hangout at the
> >Karlos, right across from her building."  Woof slumps into a seat.  "Maybe
> >she'll come here.  It's not like she could 'hide', she a damned 
> anchorwoman!"
>
>"Maybe the Karlos has a back room, the kind you can't find the door to. If
>you're going to make a personal visit, that's where I'd go."

"Maybe.  OK.  I'm going.  But I won't get the ship involved."  He grabs a 
light jacket.  "I don't know what I can do, but maybe if I can get her to 
the extrality zone?"  He looks at Jac.  "She'd be ok then, right?"

Woof

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