After Dinner Treats

OOC: Would each of you give a brief summary of what you intend 
to do after the dinner ends, here in this thread. If I need to 
play out what you are up to, I'll start individual threads for 
each. For example, I'm sure Krikor's visit to the hotel to 
meet Lord Percy needs to be played out...by the way, if one or 
more of you aren't doing anything special you might want to 
tag along with the Captain to meet your passenger/?benefactor?.

Eris
Akus Moby

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On 2/3/07, Eris Reddoch  wrote:
> OOC: Would each of you give a brief summary of what you intend
> to do after the dinner ends, here in this thread. If I need to
> play out what you are up to, I'll start individual threads for
> each.

All that the Vilani woman plans to do tonight is gather up her limited
and tidily packed possessions, report to the Akus Moby and work on
formulating an optimum trade route until bedtime.

> For example, I'm sure Krikor's visit to the hotel to
> meet Lord Percy needs to be played out...by the way, if one or
> more of you aren't doing anything special you might want to
> tag along with the Captain to meet your passenger/?benefactor?.

[OOC: If she were invited to come along, her people skills could come
in handy (Liaison-3).]

-- 
Bob K.

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>  > OOC: Would each of you give a brief summary of what you intend
>  > to do after the dinner ends, here in this thread. If I need to
>  > play out what you are up to, I'll start individual threads for
>  > each.
>  
>  All that the Vilani woman plans to do tonight is gather up her limited
>  and tidily packed possessions, report to the Akus Moby and work on
>  formulating an optimum trade route until bedtime.
>  
>  > For example, I'm sure Krikor's visit to the hotel to
>  > meet Lord Percy needs to be played out...by the way, if one or
>  > more of you aren't doing anything special you might want to
>  > tag along with the Captain to meet your passenger/?benefactor?.

Krikor and Persephone already discussed it--while it would be a good idea, perhaps, for Paris to meet the new supercargo (or at least low-powered cargo), she is instead heading for the ATM, taking out a cool thousand from her own personal accounts and then heading towards the /Akus/ and opening it up for those personnel that wish to board yet this evening.

Once aboard the /Akus/, she will be powering up for occupancy rather than storage-and completing her inventory of crew and passenger quartering, placing the orders as needed for bedding, linens, cleaning fluids for the galley and crew areas, consumables for the next four days for ten, perusing the local wine lists for purchase and otherwise awaiting arrival of crew and the inevitable call from Bart for bail...

Somewhere along this, she'll probably get distracted and forget all about having to go meet Krikor at his suite--unless, of course, calls and reminds her...

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On Saturday 03 February 2007 15:42, john.sanchez@us.army.mil wrote:
> >  > OOC: Would each of you give a brief summary of what you intend
> >  > to do after the dinner ends, here in this thread. If I need to
> >  > play out what you are up to, I'll start individual threads for
> >  > each.
> >
> >  All that the Vilani woman plans to do tonight is gather up her limited
> >  and tidily packed possessions, report to the Akus Moby and work on
> >  formulating an optimum trade route until bedtime.
> >
> >  > For example, I'm sure Krikor's visit to the hotel to
> >  > meet Lord Percy needs to be played out...by the way, if one or
> >  > more of you aren't doing anything special you might want to
> >  > tag along with the Captain to meet your passenger/?benefactor?.
>
> Krikor and Persephone already discussed it--while it would be a good idea,
> perhaps, for Paris to meet the new supercargo (or at least low-powered
> cargo), she is instead heading for the ATM, taking out a cool thousand from
> her own personal accounts and then heading towards the /Akus/ and opening
> it up for those personnel that wish to board yet this evening.
>
> Once aboard the /Akus/, she will be powering up for occupancy rather than
> storage-and completing her inventory of crew and passenger quartering,
> placing the orders as needed for bedding, linens, cleaning fluids for the
> galley and crew areas, consumables for the next four days for ten, perusing
> the local wine lists for purchase and otherwise awaiting arrival of crew
> and the inevitable call from Bart for bail...

What a refreshing vote of confidence in the competence of your fellow crew 
members.
>
> Somewhere along this, she'll probably get distracted and forget all about
> having to go meet Krikor at his suite--unless, of course, calls and reminds
> her...

Earl

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>  > Krikor and Persephone already discussed it--while it would be a 
> good idea,
>  > perhaps, for Paris to meet the new supercargo (or at least low-powered
>  > cargo), she is instead heading for the ATM, taking out a cool 
> thousand from
>  > her own personal accounts and then heading towards the /Akus/ and opening
>  > it up for those personnel that wish to board yet this evening.
>  >
>  > Once aboard the /Akus/, she will be powering up for occupancy 
> rather than
>  > storage-and completing her inventory of crew and passenger quartering,
>  > placing the orders as needed for bedding, linens, cleaning fluids 
> for the
>  > galley and crew areas, consumables for the next four days for ten, 
> perusing
>  > the local wine lists for purchase and otherwise awaiting arrival of 
> crew
>  > and the inevitable call from Bart for bail...
>  
>  What a refreshing vote of confidence in the competence of your fellow 
> crew 
>  members.

Just callin' it as I sees it!    Besides--what other things would a Steward have to do besides bail out a compatriot without notifying the Captain?  

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----- Original Message ----- 
From: "Eris Reddoch" 


> OOC: Would each of you give a brief summary of what you intend 
> to do after the dinner ends, here in this thread. If I need to 
> play out what you are up to, I'll start individual threads for 
> each. For example, I'm sure Krikor's visit to the hotel to 
> meet Lord Percy needs to be played out...by the way, if one or 
> more of you aren't doing anything special you might want to 
> tag along with the Captain to meet your passenger/?benefactor?.

Desdaemona head's back to her coffin motel, who needs more than
1m x 1m x 2m when you're only living there?  Grabs her few things
and heads to the ship.  Where she immediately begins running systems
diagnostics to see what works, what doesn't work, what needs to be
fixed, what can wait till tommorow to be fixed and what can be held
off on till a week from next tuesday.

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> OOC: Would each of you give a brief summary of what you intend
> to do after the dinner ends, here in this thread. If I need to
> play out what you are up to, I'll start individual threads for
> each. For example, I'm sure Krikor's visit to the hotel to
> meet Lord Percy needs to be played out...by the way, if one or
> more of you aren't doing anything special you might want to
> tag along with the Captain to meet your passenger/?benefactor?.

Merinn collects her gear from the motel near the starport and boards the
/Akus Moby/. She sets her gear down in Engineering pending a cabin
assignment, and begins running diagnostics and checking the ship's logs.

JR

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>All that the Vilani woman plans to do tonight is gather up her limited
>and tidily packed possessions, report to the Akus Moby and work on
>formulating an optimum trade route until bedtime.
>
> > For example, I'm sure Krikor's visit to the hotel to
> > meet Lord Percy needs to be played out...by the way, if one or
> > more of you aren't doing anything special you might want to
> > tag along with the Captain to meet your passenger/?benefactor?.
>
>[OOC: If she were invited to come along, her people skills could come
>in handy (Liaison-3).]

Krikor sees Sharda sitting there, looking a bit lost.  "Wanna come?"  He 
broadens the question to everyone else, if they're interested.  "Anyone?  
May as well..."

Krikor

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> >All that the Vilani woman plans to do tonight is gather up her limited
>  >and tidily packed possessions, report to the Akus Moby and work on
>  >formulating an optimum trade route until bedtime.
>  >
>  > > For example, I'm sure Krikor's visit to the hotel to
>  > > meet Lord Percy needs to be played out...by the way, if one or
>  > > more of you aren't doing anything special you might want to
>  > > tag along with the Captain to meet your passenger/?benefactor?.
>  >
>  >[OOC: If she were invited to come along, her people skills could come
>  >in handy (Liaison-3).]
>  
>  Krikor sees Sharda sitting there, looking a bit lost.  "Wanna come?"  
> He 
>  broadens the question to everyone else, if they're interested.  
> "Anyone?   May as well..."

Paris glanced at him and gave him one of her tired smiles. "I'll go open the /Akus/...Captain," she said, "and I'll get at everything we discussed-and see what we can get ordered."

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> > >All that the Vilani woman plans to do tonight is gather up her limited
> >  >and tidily packed possessions, report to the Akus Moby and work on
> >  >formulating an optimum trade route until bedtime.
> >  >
> >  > > For example, I'm sure Krikor's visit to the hotel to
> >  > > meet Lord Percy needs to be played out...by the way, if one or
> >  > > more of you aren't doing anything special you might want to
> >  > > tag along with the Captain to meet your passenger/?benefactor?.
> >  >
> >  >[OOC: If she were invited to come along, her people skills could come
> >  >in handy (Liaison-3).]
> >
> > Krikor sees Sharda sitting there, looking a bit lost.  "Wanna come?"
> > He broadens the question to everyone else, if they're interested.
> > "Anyone?   May as well..."
>
>Paris glanced at him and gave him one of her tired smiles. "I'll go open 
>the /Akus/...Captain," she said, "and I'll get at everything we 
>discussed-and see what we can get ordered."

"Thanks.  There will be time to relax in the not distant future, I am sure 
of it."

Krikor

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----- Original Message -----
From: Greg S 

> > > Krikor sees Sharda sitting there, looking a bit
> > > lost.  "Wanna come?" He broadens the question to
> > > everyone else, if they're interested.  "Anyone?  
> > > May as well..."

"Pass," Desdaemona says her accent thicker than before
and a hint of barely concealed distain in her voice, 
"Am sure his Lordship does not need unwashed masses
following him abouts."

> > Paris glanced at him and gave him one of her tired
> > smiles. "I'll go open the /Akus/...Captain," she
> > said, "and I'll get at everything we discussed-and
> > see what we can get ordered."

"Good," the lean redhead says with a smile, "Gots plenty
of work to do, when was last time this thing flew?"
 
> "Thanks.  There will be time to relax in the not
> distant future, I am sure of it."

Des

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>  > > > Krikor sees Sharda sitting there, looking a bit
>  > > > lost.  "Wanna come?" He broadens the question to
>  > > > everyone else, if they're interested.  "Anyone?  
>  > > > May as well..."
>  
>  "Pass," Desdaemona says her accent thicker than before
>  and a hint of barely concealed distain in her voice, 
>  "Am sure his Lordship does not need unwashed masses
>  following him abouts."
>  
>  > > Paris glanced at him and gave him one of her tired
>  > > smiles. "I'll go open the /Akus/...Captain," she
>  > > said, "and I'll get at everything we discussed-and
>  > > see what we can get ordered."
>  
>  "Good," the lean redhead says with a smile, "Gots plenty
>  of work to do, when was last time this thing flew?"
>   
>  > "Thanks.  There will be time to relax in the not
>  > distant future, I am sure of it."

Paris gave Krikor a last smile and relaxed, finishing her drink before answering Desdaemona. "I'm honestly not sure," she confessed, "based on what I've seen aboard, its been a while-it was pretty well cleaned out and seemed well maintained."  She shrugged and stood, pulling on her jacket over the light-colored blouse she wore, adjusting it idly as though arranging it around a shoulder-holster that wasn't immediately present. "Tell you what--I'll ask the deck chief as soon as I hit the starport."

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On 2/5/07, Greg S  wrote:
> Krikor sees Sharda sitting there, looking a bit lost.  "Wanna come?"

She nodded.  "Yes, captain.  I hope that my particular skills will be
of help to you."

-- 
Bob K.

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> > Krikor sees Sharda sitting there, looking a bit lost.  "Wanna come?"
>
>She nodded.  "Yes, captain.  I hope that my particular skills will be of 
>help to you."

"Roger that," he says, heading towards the door.



Krikor holds the door for Sharda, then follows her out, and leads to the 
5-star Arbellatra.

"You ever stay here?" he asks her as they near.

Krikor

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On 2/6/07, Greg S  wrote:
> Krikor holds the door for Sharda, then follows her out, and leads to the
> 5-star Arbellatra.

Sharda accepts his courteous gesture with a little smile and nod.

> "You ever stay here?" he asks her as they near.

She shakes her head just a bit.  "Not personally, no...but I have met
several mercantile contacts here down through the years."

-- 
Bob K.

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On Saturday 03 February 2007 14:32, Eris Reddoch wrote:
> OOC: Would each of you give a brief summary of what you intend
> to do after the dinner ends, here in this thread. If I need to
> play out what you are up to, I'll start individual threads for
> each. For example, I'm sure Krikor's visit to the hotel to
> meet Lord Percy needs to be played out...by the way, if one or
> more of you aren't doing anything special you might want to
> tag along with the Captain to meet your passenger/?benefactor?.
>
Bart will be eventually be taking his bag and himself to the the ship.

He'll be doing something before then? I'm not sure he knows for sure what yet 
but, he's not yet considered paying a bunch of money to a bunch of locals.
 
As you can guess the only thing he thinks for sure is going to happen, is, 
he'll spend 45 minutes trying to get those damn medals and ribbons to be 
exactly 4mm above the highest point of the pocket and parallel to the deck. 
And then another 3 getting dressed plus 15 to 30 seconds threading the frog 
on the belt, putting the pistol on, and loading a mag. Oh yea and 5 seconds 
to wipe off the shinny rank insignia, though that's normally done while 
walking out the door because it was forgotten till then.

Earl 

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Earl F Hampton III wrote:

> Bart will be eventually be taking his bag and himself to the the
> ship.
> 
> He'll be doing something before then? I'm not sure he knows for sure
> what yet but, he's not yet considered paying a bunch of money to a
> bunch of locals.
> 
> As you can guess the only thing he thinks for sure is going to
> happen, is, he'll spend 45 minutes trying to get those damn medals
> and ribbons to be exactly 4mm above the highest point of the pocket
> and parallel to the deck. And then another 3 getting dressed plus 15
> to 30 seconds threading the frog on the belt, putting the pistol on,
> and loading a mag. Oh yea and 5 seconds to wipe off the shinny rank
> insignia, though that's normally done while walking out the door
> because it was forgotten till then.

Done...now what does he do?  Bart still needs to get through the gate at 
the Ship Yard so he can board the ship and he's on the outside, dressed 
to kill, but on the outside. :)

Eris
Akus Moby

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On Monday 12 February 2007 18:57, Eris Reddoch wrote:
> Earl F Hampton III wrote:
> > Bart will be eventually be taking his bag and himself to the the
> > ship.
> >
> > He'll be doing something before then? I'm not sure he knows for sure
> > what yet but, he's not yet considered paying a bunch of money to a
> > bunch of locals.
> >
> > As you can guess the only thing he thinks for sure is going to
> > happen, is, he'll spend 45 minutes trying to get those damn medals
> > and ribbons to be exactly 4mm above the highest point of the pocket
> > and parallel to the deck. And then another 3 getting dressed plus 15
> > to 30 seconds threading the frog on the belt, putting the pistol on,
> > and loading a mag. Oh yea and 5 seconds to wipe off the shinny rank
> > insignia, though that's normally done while walking out the door
> > because it was forgotten till then.
>
> Done...now what does he do?  Bart still needs to get through the gate at
> the Ship Yard so he can board the ship and he's on the outside, dressed
> to kill, but on the outside. :)
Eris

I think Bart is stuck in limbo waiting on the phone call to finish. I'll make 
up the rest if you'd like but I figured you might have some ideas.

Pertenant part of msg requoted below:

> "So it is moon floss?"
>
> > She passed the paperwork back.  "Any questions?" she asked Bart.
>
> "Well crap, yea I got questions just not sure what they are," he says while
> rubbing his chin.
>
> He reaches in his pocket, pulls out a cell, and dials the Bn OOD. "L/cpl,
> this is Captain Cuthbert. How's your hip doing?"..."Who's got the helm
> tonight?"..."No, leave him with his porn for right now. I just need to know
> what time y'all are doing rounds of the starport?"..."Ok, stick him on the
> hook. Ike, this is B, why don't I cover your round tonight."... "No, I need
> to take my sword and a pistol to my new berth and I hear the locals are
> ball busters to us slimy civilians. Wanting bribes and shit."..."I'll tell
> you what, I'll cover the 0200 also?"...

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Earl F Hampton III wrote:

>> "So it is moon floss?"
>> 
>>> She passed the paperwork back.  "Any questions?" she asked Bart.
>> "Well crap, yea I got questions just not sure what they are," he 
>> says while rubbing his chin.
>> 
>> He reaches in his pocket, pulls out a cell, and dials the Bn OOD. 
>> "L/cpl, this is Captain Cuthbert. How's your hip doing?"..."Who's 
>> got the helm tonight?"..."No, leave him with his porn for right 
>> now. I just need to know what time y'all are doing rounds of the 
>> starport?"..."Ok, stick him on the hook.

Captain Santabell, talk to me."

>> "Ike, this is B.

"Bart! You old dog! How you hanging, you civilian, you?"

>> "Why don't I cover your round tonight."...

"What? Hell man, the old man would have my balls if I let you..."

>> "No, I need to take my sword and a pistol to my new berth and I 
>> hear the locals are ball busters to us slimy civilians. Wanting 
>> bribes and shit."...

"Shit! Hell, man..."

>> "I'll tell you what, I'll cover the 0200 also?"..."

"Damn, that's not the point!  I want to help you, bud, 
but...er...say...I know we can cover both our asses and still get your 
gear past those blood suckers."

"You still got your dress blues? The whole kit?"

"Okay, then nothing in the regs saying I can't have a 'visiting 
officer'...even one in the reserves...join me on my rounds. Hell, I 
escorted some damn noble twit around on my rounds last week. The man 
wanted to see some ship in the Blisten yards and the Colonel said take 
him there and bring him back. His Lordship was drunk when we started and 
drunker when we finished...he had a flask that he kept nipping out of 
...had to have two of my troopers holding him up to keep him from 
falling down and pour him into a cab on the way back.  After *that* I 
can't imagine anyone looking twice at another Marine on an inspection 
parade."

"Get over here by 2100, when I start my rounds, and we'll waltz you and 
your gear right over the externalty line to your ship."

OOC: That help? :)

Eris
Akus Moby

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On Tuesday 13 February 2007 16:09, Eris Reddoch wrote:
> Earl F Hampton III wrote:
> >> "So it is moon floss?"
> >>
> >>> She passed the paperwork back.  "Any questions?" she asked Bart.
> >>
> >> "Well crap, yea I got questions just not sure what they are," he
> >> says while rubbing his chin.
> >>
> >> He reaches in his pocket, pulls out a cell, and dials the Bn OOD.
> >> "L/cpl, this is Captain Cuthbert. How's your hip doing?"..."Who's
> >> got the helm tonight?"..."No, leave him with his porn for right
> >> now. I just need to know what time y'all are doing rounds of the
> >> starport?"..."Ok, stick him on the hook.
>
> Captain Santabell, talk to me."
>
> >> "Ike, this is B.
>
> "Bart! You old dog! How you hanging, you civilian, you?"
>
> >> "Why don't I cover your round tonight."...
>
> "What? Hell man, the old man would have my balls if I let you..."
>
> >> "No, I need to take my sword and a pistol to my new berth and I
> >> hear the locals are ball busters to us slimy civilians. Wanting
> >> bribes and shit."...
>
> "Shit! Hell, man..."
>
> >> "I'll tell you what, I'll cover the 0200 also?"..."
>
> "Damn, that's not the point!  I want to help you, bud,
> but...er...say...I know we can cover both our asses and still get your
> gear past those blood suckers."

"Click, sir."

>
> "You still got your dress blues? The whole kit?"

"Of course."
>
> "Okay, then nothing in the regs saying I can't have a 'visiting
> officer'...even one in the reserves...join me on my rounds. Hell, I
> escorted some damn noble twit around on my rounds last week.

"Uh-Oh."

> The man 
> wanted to see some ship in the Blisten yards and the Colonel said take
> him there and bring him back. His Lordship was drunk when we started and
> drunker when we finished...he had a flask that he kept nipping out of
> ...had to have two of my troopers holding him up to keep him from
> falling down and pour him into a cab on the way back.  After *that* I
> can't imagine anyone looking twice at another Marine on an inspection
> parade."

"Son of a bitch! You don't recall this noble twits name do you?" Bart asks, 
looking around to see who's listening and hoping his guts are tight because 
he ate to much.
>
> "Get over here by 2100, when I start my rounds, and we'll waltz you and
> your gear right over the externalty line to your ship."
>

"I'll be there."

> OOC: That help? :)
OOC: And here I thought he'd get stuck at the wrong port after escorting a 
bunch of brig rats.

Bart looks over at Paris, "I'll see you at the ship later this evening."



Earl

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>  "Son of a bitch! You don't recall this noble twits name do you?" Bart 
> asks, 
>  looking around to see who's listening and hoping his guts are tight 
> because 
>  he ate to much.
>  >
>  > "Get over here by 2100, when I start my rounds, and we'll waltz you 
> and
>  > your gear right over the externalty line to your ship."
>  >
>  
>  "I'll be there."
>  
>  Bart looks over at Paris, "I'll see you at the ship later this evening."

Paris glanced up from her PDA, knowing, just knowing, the man had more guns than what was good for him and gave him the thumb-and-pinky finger ear/mouth touch, the universal, 'Call Me' gesture, then looked back at her PDA.

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Earl F Hampton III wrote:
>> "Okay, then nothing in the regs saying I can't have a 'visiting 
>> officer'...even one in the reserves...join me on my rounds. Hell, I
>>  escorted some damn noble twit around on my rounds last week.
> 
> "Uh-Oh."
> 
>> The man wanted to see some ship in the Blisten yards and the
>> Colonel said take him there and bring him back. His Lordship was
>> drunk when we started and drunker when we finished...he had a flask
>> that he kept nipping out of ...had to have two of my troopers
>> holding him up to keep him from falling down and pour him into a
>> cab on the way back.  After *that* I can't imagine anyone looking
>> twice at another Marine on an inspection parade."
> 
> "Son of a bitch! You don't recall this noble twits name do you?" Bart
> asks, looking around to see who's listening and hoping his guts are
> tight because he ate to much.

"Percy, Lord Percy Dubose. Friendly enough, drunk, but still a nobly 
drunk lord. Made me *speak* to Sgt Cubus...you remember Elaine, 
right...she requested permission to break his Lordship's hands after he 
groped her, *real* friendly his Lordship was, especially with the female 
troopers. And for such we fight...anyway..."

>> "Get over here by 2100, when I start my rounds, and we'll waltz you
>> and your gear right over the externalty line to your ship."
>> 
> "I'll be there."
> 
>> OOC: That help? :)
> OOC: And here I thought he'd get stuck at the wrong port after
> escorting a bunch of brig rats.

OOC: Hee, hee! Nah, just a good way to introduce some of Lord Percy's 
personality traits to you.

> Bart looks over at Paris, "I'll see you at the ship later this
> evening."
> 
> 

OOC: Will do.

Eris
Akus Moby

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>  >> The man wanted to see some ship in the Blisten yards and the
>  >> Colonel said take him there and bring him back. His Lordship was
>  >> drunk when we started and drunker when we finished...he had a flask
>  >> that he kept nipping out of ...had to have two of my troopers
>  >> holding him up to keep him from falling down and pour him into a
>  >> cab on the way back.  After *that* I can't imagine anyone looking
>  >> twice at another Marine on an inspection parade."
>  > 
>  > "Son of a bitch! You don't recall this noble twits name do you?" Bart
>  > asks, looking around to see who's listening and hoping his guts are
>  > tight because he ate to much.
>  
>  "Percy, Lord Percy Dubose. Friendly enough, drunk, but still a nobly 
>  drunk lord. Made me *speak* to Sgt Cubus...you remember Elaine, 
>  right...she requested permission to break his Lordship's hands after 
>  he groped her, *real* friendly his Lordship was, especially with the 
>  female troopers. And for such we fight...anyway..."

OOC: Oh, man...Sasha is going to take such a beating from Paris after a day's experience on the upper decks......and its going to be each and every day.  Our ship's doctor better have a bitchload of botox handy to keep Paris' smile at least artificially present...