Merinn stepped inside Norman's Lounge and stopped to look around. She was early, the ornate clock on the back of the wall said 1810, and her meeting wasn't until 1830. A small band was playing on a stage over to her right and there were a number of tables and booths between her and the stage. Along the back of the room she saw a long bar with a number of sophents seated on stools drinking. To the left she sees employee areas, kitchens and the like. In front of her a young man standing behind a podium says, "Can I help you?" At one of the tables Issac looks up and sees a tall redhead walk into the lounge. Good looking woman, well built and looks like she can take care of herself. He wonders if she's one of the bunch he has signed on with. That Captain Cherz...ah, hell how do you say that! Issac looks at the note he has spread out on the table next to his beer mug, Chevzardnazheh...Captain Krikor Chevzardnazheh. Anyway, that Captain said the crew was meeting here at 1830 hours. He'd told that ponce at the door to send stragglers over to his table...but no one had shown up yet and here is was...1815 by his watch! Eris Akus Moby
> Merinn stepped inside Norman's Lounge and stopped to look around. She > was early, the ornate clock on the back of the wall said 1810, and her > meeting wasn't until 1830. A small band was playing on a stage over to > her right and there were a number of tables and booths between her and > the stage. Along the back of the room she saw a long bar with a number > of sophents seated on stools drinking. To the left she sees employee > areas, kitchens and the like. In front of her a young man standing > behind a podium says, "Can I help you?" "I'm here to meet a group, but I don't know them by sight." Merinn's voice is softer than usual. "Captain Chevzardnazheh made the reservation, I think." JR
JR wrote: >> Merinn stepped inside Norman's Lounge and stopped to look around. She >> was early, the ornate clock on the back of the wall said 1810, and her >> meeting wasn't until 1830. A small band was playing on a stage over to >> her right and there were a number of tables and booths between her and >> the stage. Along the back of the room she saw a long bar with a number >> of sophents seated on stools drinking. To the left she sees employee >> areas, kitchens and the like. In front of her a young man standing >> behind a podium says, "Can I help you?" > > "I'm here to meet a group, but I don't know them by sight." Merinn's voice > is softer than usual. "Captain Chevzardnazheh made the reservation, I > think." The man looks at the top of his podium. You see a soft light reflect from the surface as he scrolls through reservations on the computer screen, "Ah, yes!" "Captain Chevzardnazheh has not arrived as of yet, but a member of your party has." he moves a finger and taps on the screen, "If you will direct your attention to the lounge you will see a light above the table where you will be meeting." Glancing out into the lounge area you see the light above a table where a man is seated. He is looking at you. Over at the table Issac sees the woman at the reservations podium look toward him. Probably, one of the squad he is supposed to meet here. Not the Captain, though, unless Kirkor is a woman's name. Eris Akus Moby
> The man looks at the top of his podium. You see a soft light reflect > from the surface as he scrolls through reservations on the computer > screen, "Ah, yes!" > > "Captain Chevzardnazheh has not arrived as of yet, but a member of your > party has." he moves a finger and taps on the screen, "If you will > direct your attention to the lounge you will see a light above the table > where you will be meeting." > > Glancing out into the lounge area you see the light above a table where > a man is seated. He is looking at you. "Thanks." Merinn walks over to the indicated table. "Are you waiting for Captain Chevzardnazheh?" Her Vilani-accented speech is precise and cultured. The redhead smiles, but she makes only brief eye contact. JR
On Jan 17, 2007, at 1:45 PM, JR wrote: >> The man looks at the top of his podium. You see a soft light reflect >> from the surface as he scrolls through reservations on the computer >> screen, "Ah, yes!" >> >> "Captain Chevzardnazheh has not arrived as of yet, but a member of >> your >> party has." he moves a finger and taps on the screen, "If you will >> direct your attention to the lounge you will see a light above the >> table >> where you will be meeting." >> >> Glancing out into the lounge area you see the light above a table >> where >> a man is seated. He is looking at you. > > "Thanks." Merinn walks over to the indicated table. "Are you > waiting for > Captain Chevzardnazheh?" Her Vilani-accented speech is precise and > cultured. > The redhead smiles, but she makes only brief eye contact. Issac stands. He's slightly built, and has his hair cut in a regulation marine high&tight. "Yes, I am. I'm Issac. So far you and I are it. " He gestures to the chair. "Have a sit...would you like a drink?" He's half-turned and is gesturing to a waiter as he says this. -- Bruce Johnson University of Arizona College of Pharmacy Information Technology Group Institutions do not have opinions, merely customs
Bruce Johnson wrote: > On Jan 17, 2007, at 1:45 PM, JR wrote: > >>> The man looks at the top of his podium. You see a soft >>> light reflect from the surface as he scrolls through >>> reservations on the computer screen, "Ah, yes!" >>> >>> "Captain Chevzardnazheh has not arrived as of yet, but >>> a member of your party has." he moves a finger and taps >>> on the screen, "If you will direct your attention to >>> the lounge you will see a light above the table where >>> you will be meeting." >>> >>> Glancing out into the lounge area you see the light >>> above a table where a man is seated. He is looking at >>> you. >> "Thanks." Merinn walks over to the indicated table. "Are >> you waiting for Captain Chevzardnazheh?" Her >> Vilani-accented speech is precise and cultured. The >> redhead smiles, but she makes only brief eye contact. > > Issac stands. He's slightly built, and has his hair cut in > a regulation marine high&tight. "Yes, I am. I'm Issac. So > far you and I are it. " He gestures to the chair. "Have a > sit...would you like a drink?" He's half-turned and is > gesturing to a waiter as he says this. The waiter is at your elbow almost as fast as your gesture. Up on the stage the five piece band is playing a light jazzy number. Eris Akus Moby
JR wrote: >> The man looks at the top of his podium. You see a soft >> light reflect from the surface as he scrolls through >> reservations on the computer screen, "Ah, yes!" >> >> "Captain Chevzardnazheh has not arrived as of yet, but a >> member of your party has." he moves a finger and taps on >> the screen, "If you will direct your attention to the >> lounge you will see a light above the table where you >> will be meeting." >> >> Glancing out into the lounge area you see the light above >> a table where a man is seated. He is looking at you. > > "Thanks." Merinn walks over to the indicated table. "Are > you waiting for Captain Chevzardnazheh?" Her > Vilani-accented speech is precise and cultured. The redhead > smiles, but she makes only brief eye contact. As you speak to the man you notice the band on the small stage is playing a light jazzy number based on an old Vilani folk song...it actually works, to Merinn's surprise. Eris Akus Moby
>Issac stands. He's slightly built, and has his hair cut in a >regulation marine high&tight. "Yes, I am. I'm Issac. So far you and I >are it. " He gestures to the chair. "Have a sit...would you like a >drink?" He's half-turned and is gesturing to a waiter as he says this. Merinn bows slightly in the traditional Vilani greeting and sits down. "A cola will be fine; alcohol doesn't agree with me, I'm afraid." She notices the music and smiles slightly. "What branch of the service were you in?" JR
On Jan 17, 2007, at 5:10 PM, JR wrote: >> Issac stands. He's slightly built, and has his hair cut in a >> regulation marine high&tight. "Yes, I am. I'm Issac. So far you and I >> are it. " He gestures to the chair. "Have a sit...would you like a >> drink?" He's half-turned and is gesturing to a waiter as he says >> this. > > Merinn bows slightly in the traditional Vilani greeting and sits > down. "A cola will be fine; alcohol doesn't agree with me, I'm > afraid." She notices the music and smiles slightly. "What branch of > the service were you in?" He says to the waiter "A draft for me and a cola for her. Thanks" Then turns back to Merinn. "I was in the Marines, a medic on a hospital ship, and down in some MASHes. Yourself?" -- Bruce Johnson University of Arizona College of Pharmacy Information Technology Group Institutions do not have opinions, merely customs
>He says to the waiter "A draft for me and a cola for her. Thanks" >Then turns back to Merinn. "I was in the Marines, a medic on a >hospital ship, and down in some MASHes. Yourself?" "I'm a merchie, or was." She smiles sadly. "It's a long and sordid story, I'm afraid." JR
On Jan 18, 2007, at 10:20 PM, JR wrote: >> He says to the waiter "A draft for me and a cola for her. Thanks" >> Then turns back to Merinn. "I was in the Marines, a medic on a >> hospital ship, and down in some MASHes. Yourself?" > > "I'm a merchie, or was." She smiles sadly. "It's a long and sordid > story, I'm afraid." Issac chuckles knowingly. He raises his glass "To sordid stories...we all have 'em, they're what keeps life from being boring and predictable. That's a life for groundhogs." OOG> Ok, ok, so he's got a low boredom threshold...but he dresses WAY better than Ricky 8-P -- Bruce Johnson University of Arizona College of Pharmacy Information Technology Group Institutions do not have opinions, merely customs
> Issac chuckles knowingly. He raises his glass "To sordid stories...we > all have 'em, they're what keeps life from being boring and > predictable. That's a life for groundhogs." > > OOG> Ok, ok, so he's got a low boredom threshold...but he dresses WAY > better than Ricky 8-P OOG:IG: Merinn smiles in spite of herself. "I suppose you're right. I can't help feeling like I'm starting over, though. One would think that I'd be used to it by now." JR
With work and baby I've been a tad... busy as of late. I'm just wondering what everyone's made for characters and what do we need? DS
Hiya Derek! :) I've created the character listed below: Dame Sharda Gidikki 679ABB played by Bob Kondrk Merchants 3 terms, Age: 29 Trader-3, Liaison-3, Broker-1, Communication-1, Gunnery-1, Pilot-1, Navigation-1, Grav Vehicle-1 Cash: 10,000 Possessions: TAS A former devoted employee of Tukera, Sharda was forced to leave before her third term was over because her nasty boss decided to replace her while she was off serving the Imperial military during the FFW and refused to rehire her after she returned. The resulting severance pay was a mere *pittance*, requiring her to quickly seek new employment. Description: Sharda is 5'9" and 136 lbs., with very long, straight black hair, pretty blue-grey eyes and a well-proportioned and shapely build. Her picture can be found here: http://www.rkondrk.com/pics/dame-sharda-gidikki.jpg -- Bob K.
>With work and baby I've been a tad... busy as of late. > >I'm just wondering what everyone's made for characters and what do we need? Merinn is an engineer, a pilot and a steward. JR
> >With work and baby I've been a tad... busy as of late. > > > >I'm just wondering what everyone's made for characters and what > do we need? > > > Merinn is an engineer, a pilot and a steward. > > JR > Paris is the chief steward and apparently chief gunner as well--and she's the one assigned to wipe the Captain's chin upon demand or need.
http://mypbem.com/phpBB/ Under "akus reset," I think. On Friday 19 January 2007 15:42, D S wrote: > With work and baby I've been a tad... busy as of late. > > I'm just wondering what everyone's made for characters and what do we need? > > DS
On Fri, 19 Jan 2007, Earl F Hampton III wrote: EFHI>http://mypbem.com/phpBB/ EFHI> EFHI>Under "akus reset," I think. In the FWIW department, the Phoenyx has a webforum as well: http://www.phoenyx.net/forum/ikonboard.cgi We've also got a wiki, for which the Celandra game is the poster child: http://www.phoenyx.net/twiki/bin/view/Celandra I could set up a forum and/or wikiweb for Akus on request. -- Karen J. Cravens silver@phoenyx.net
D S wrote: > With work and baby I've been a tad... busy as of late. > > I'm just wondering what everyone's made for characters and > what do we need? Greg is doing a pilot John is doing a steward and gunner JR is doing an engineer Bob is doing a trader with some bridge skills Earl is bodyguard/security type Bruce is doing a medic We could use another gunner with engineering/technical skills. Eris Akus Moby
JR wrote: >> Issac chuckles knowingly. He raises his glass "To sordid >> stories...we all have 'em, they're what keeps life from >> being boring and predictable. That's a life for >> groundhogs." >> >> OOG> Ok, ok, so he's got a low boredom threshold...but he >> dresses WAY better than Ricky 8-P > > OOG:> Merinn smiles and shakes her head as she calmly slides back > to the table. "See? Just another sordid story." She wipes > up the spilled beer on the table with a napkin. "I can't > help feeling like I'm starting over, though. So, have you > met anyone else from the crew yet?" A waiter arrives at your table with your cola and beer, and a vargr is right behind the waiter carrying a mop and small pail. "You seem to have had a little accident?" the waiter says, "Drazzi will clean that right up." and the vargr quickly cleans the puddle of beer. "Do you need to visit our fresher to make any...repairs?" Eris Akus Moby
> > Merinn smiles and shakes her head as she calmly slides back > > to the table. "See? Just another sordid story." She wipes > > up the spilled beer on the table with a napkin. "I can't > > help feeling like I'm starting over, though. So, have you > > met anyone else from the crew yet?" > > A waiter arrives at your table with your cola and beer, and a > vargr is right behind the waiter carrying a mop and small pail. > > "You seem to have had a little accident?" the waiter says, > "Drazzi will clean that right up." and the vargr quickly > cleans the puddle of beer. > > "Do you need to visit our fresher to make any...repairs?" "No, I'm fine," Merinn replies with a smile. JR
JR wrote: >>> Merinn smiles and shakes her head as she calmly slides >>> back to the table. "See? Just another sordid story." >>> She wipes up the spilled beer on the table with a >>> napkin. "I can't help feeling like I'm starting over, >>> though. So, have you met anyone else from the crew >>> yet?" >> A waiter arrives at your table with your cola and beer, >> and a vargr is right behind the waiter carrying a mop and >> small pail. >> >> "You seem to have had a little accident?" the waiter >> says, "Drazzi will clean that right up." and the vargr >> quickly cleans the puddle of beer. >> >> "Do you need to visit our fresher to make any...repairs?" >> > "No, I'm fine," Merinn replies with a smile. "Of course." the waiter bows and backs away, all the while giving Issac a slightly dirty look for making extra work. Around the lounge the conversation picks back up. The jazz band on the stage never broke a beat during the whole scene. Eris Akus Moby
