
> "Bart and Sharda, get Lord Percy and his baggage aboard. > Then Bart, you've got the armory to get set up, and check > the anti-piracy programs. And no, knuckles don't count. > Knives, you make the call. > > "Sharda, after you get back, begin to see what we can get > as far as speculative cargo, either for our next stop or > the one after. If the profit potential is great enough, we > can carry it an extra jump or so. Don't purchase yet, but > see what we can line up. Also get a line on any freight, > and any passengers. Once the Captain is finished with his instructions and leaves the room, Sharda and Bart prepare to go to the hotel and collect his Lordship... OOC: Have at it you, two. :) Eris Akus Moby
On 4/19/07, Eris Reddochwrote: > OOC: Have at it you, two. :) [OOC: Okay then. Time to get this thread moving. :D] Dame Sharda gets dressed in yet another of her Vilani-style "almost a uniform" outfits, this one in a very subdued navy blue with slightly lighter and somewhat narrow piping along the pants legs. She ends up taking a while to get ready, deciding to style her hair tied together on the side and plaited into a rather complex braid resting on one shoulder and running down the front. She looks at Bart and gives him a polite nod (as well as an almost imperceptible sigh). "Well, I suppose we better go collect His Lordship now..."
On Friday 20 April 2007 01:40, Bob Kondrk wrote: > On 4/19/07, Eris Reddochwrote: > > OOC: Have at it you, two. :) > > [OOC: Okay then. Time to get this thread moving. :D] > > Dame Sharda gets dressed in yet another of her Vilani-style "almost a > uniform" outfits, this one in a very subdued navy blue with slightly > lighter and somewhat narrow piping along the pants legs. She ends up > taking a while to get ready, deciding to style her hair tied together > on the side and plaited into a rather complex braid resting on one > shoulder and running down the front. > Bart changes out of his shorts and into the second of the three identical outfits he picked up on post the day he put in his paperwork. > She looks at Bart and gives him a polite nod (as well as an almost > imperceptible sigh). "Well, I suppose we better go collect His > Lordship now..." "Lead the way," Bart says. OOC: Sorry folks for not keeping up. I just got back from New Orleans. My little brother got married and so threw a 4 day party. I was never sober enough to find out if they had Wireless at the hotel. I'd forgotten how much work, real partying is. T and I were way out of practice. Earl
Earl F Hampton III wrote: > On Friday 20 April 2007 01:40, Bob Kondrk wrote: >> On 4/19/07, Eris Reddochwrote: >>> OOC: Have at it you, two. :) >> [OOC: Okay then. Time to get this thread moving. >> :D] >> >> Dame Sharda gets dressed in yet another of her Vilani-style "almost >> a uniform" outfits, this one in a very subdued navy blue with >> slightly lighter and somewhat narrow piping along the pants legs. >> She ends up taking a while to get ready, deciding to style her hair >> tied together on the side and plaited into a rather complex braid >> resting on one shoulder and running down the front. >> > Bart changes out of his shorts and into the second of the three > identical outfits he picked up on post the day he put in his > paperwork. > > >> She looks at Bart and gives him a polite nod (as well as an almost >> imperceptible sigh). "Well, I suppose we better go collect His >> Lordship now..." > > "Lead the way," Bart says. The pair leave the ship and make their way to a nearby space taxi dock. As they pass through the large, open, pressure doors, they notice the sign on them warning that they are entering a "Potential Vacuum Zone." The taxi dock is a long metal platform facing onto an open area. Beyond the open area the two travellers can see the shimmering electro-static curtain that contains *most* of the air pressure along the dock allowing people to breath here, with open vacuum just a few meters away. A light breeze blowing on their back warns them that although the curtain retains most of the air, some continuously leaks out and has to be replaced. There are four people waiting in queue on the platform as you arrive along with two of the small space taxis discharging passengers. After only a short wait you are in a taxi and swooping out through the shimmer into the black emptiness beyond. "Where to folks?" asks the cabbie without turning his head from his controls as he maneuvers the taxi into the chaotic traffic here among the rocks of the Glisten cluster. A short ride later, you are disembarking on a platform much like the one you were on earlier, except this one has many more people and taxis coming going. You pay off the cab driver quickly and as soon as you do people are boarding his small boat and he is pulling away from the dock. Glisten's main rock, where the hotel is located, sports a population of close to a half million sophents and many more than that pass through its docks for work or entertainment every day. The corridors here are much more crowded and lively than on the Blisten rock. A crowded slideway takes you to the central area where the Hotel Arbellatra is located. Passing through the large Plexiglases double doors, forming an effective airlock if needed, you leave behind the lights, noise and bustle of the rock for an area of soft music and dim lights. This place *reeks* of power and big money. Across the uncrowded lobby you see a registration desk manned by real humans...not the robots that you would find in most mid and lower quality hotels. Bart, being Bart, notes the four hard faced men in suits scattered around the lobby, the security cameras unobtrusively positioned near the ceiling around the room...and suspects there might be automatic gas dispensers, if not automatic weapons hidden up there as well. This place is as secure as a good bank lobby, no probably *more* secure. Sharda, being Sharda, notes the small groups of men and women seated in conversation areas around the lobby. She sees the slight shimmer around each of these areas indicating that privacy fields are in operation blocking most sound and shifting light just enough to make reading lips from the outside impossible. Sharda recognizes that *deals* are being made here, money being made and lost. Today, this place reminds her a great deal of the Brokerage Floors and Tardii Rooms she has been in where merchants ply their trades. Bart and Sharda follow the natural path laid out in the design of the lobby that takes them from the doors to the front desk where a woman says, "Welcome to the Hotel Arbellatra! How can we serve you today?" > OOC: Sorry folks for not keeping up. I just got back from New > Orleans. My little brother got married and so threw a 4 day party. I > was never sober enough to find out if they had Wireless at the hotel. > I'd forgotten how much work, real partying is. T and I were way out > of practice. OOC: LOL! Well, congratulations to your little brother and I hope your 4 day party didn't leave you *too* hung over. ;) Eris Akus Moby
On Tuesday 24 April 2007 16:16, Eris Reddoch wrote: > Earl F Hampton III wrote: > > On Friday 20 April 2007 01:40, Bob Kondrk wrote: > >> On 4/19/07, Eris Reddochwrote: > >>> OOC: Have at it you, two. :) > >> > >> [OOC: Okay then. Time to get this thread moving. > >> > >> :D] > >> > >> Dame Sharda gets dressed in yet another of her Vilani-style "almost > >> a uniform" outfits, this one in a very subdued navy blue with > >> slightly lighter and somewhat narrow piping along the pants legs. > >> She ends up taking a while to get ready, deciding to style her hair > >> tied together on the side and plaited into a rather complex braid > >> resting on one shoulder and running down the front. > > > > Bart changes out of his shorts and into the second of the three > > identical outfits he picked up on post the day he put in his > > paperwork. > > > >> She looks at Bart and gives him a polite nod (as well as an almost > >> imperceptible sigh). "Well, I suppose we better go collect His > >> Lordship now..." > > > > "Lead the way," Bart says. > > The pair leave the ship and make their way to a nearby space taxi dock. > As they pass through the large, open, pressure doors, they notice the > sign on them warning that they are entering a "Potential Vacuum Zone." > > The taxi dock is a long metal platform facing onto an open area. Beyond > the open area the two travellers can see the shimmering electro-static > curtain that contains *most* of the air pressure along the dock allowing > people to breath here, with open vacuum just a few meters away. A light > breeze blowing on their back warns them that although the curtain > retains most of the air, some continuously leaks out and has to be > replaced. > > There are four people waiting in queue on the platform as you arrive > along with two of the small space taxis discharging passengers. After > only a short wait you are in a taxi and swooping out through the shimmer > into the black emptiness beyond. > > "Where to folks?" asks the cabbie without turning his head from his > controls as he maneuvers the taxi into the chaotic traffic here among > the rocks of the Glisten cluster. > > > A short ride later, you are disembarking on a platform much like the one > you were on earlier, except this one has many more people and taxis > coming going. You pay off the cab driver quickly and as soon as you do > people are boarding his small boat and he is pulling away from the dock. > > Glisten's main rock, where the hotel is located, sports a population of > close to a half million sophents and many more than that pass through > its docks for work or entertainment every day. The corridors here are > much more crowded and lively than on the Blisten rock. A crowded > slideway takes you to the central area where the Hotel Arbellatra is > located. > > Passing through the large Plexiglases double doors, forming an effective > airlock if needed, you leave behind the lights, noise and bustle of the > rock for an area of soft music and dim lights. This place *reeks* of > power and big money. Across the uncrowded lobby you see a registration > desk manned by real humans...not the robots that you would find in most > mid and lower quality hotels. > > Bart, being Bart, notes the four hard faced men in suits scattered > around the lobby, the security cameras unobtrusively positioned near the > ceiling around the room...and suspects there might be automatic gas > dispensers, if not automatic weapons hidden up there as well. This place > is as secure as a good bank lobby, no probably *more* secure. > > Sharda, being Sharda, notes the small groups of men and women seated in > conversation areas around the lobby. She sees the slight shimmer around > each of these areas indicating that privacy fields are in operation > blocking most sound and shifting light just enough to make reading lips > from the outside impossible. Sharda recognizes that *deals* are being > made here, money being made and lost. Today, this place reminds her a > great deal of the Brokerage Floors and Tardii Rooms she has been in > where merchants ply their trades. > > Bart and Sharda follow the natural path laid out in the design of the > lobby that takes them from the doors to the front desk where a woman > says, "Welcome to the Hotel Arbellatra! How can we serve you today?" > Bart offers his beefy paw in greeting to the woman, "Bartholomew Cuthbert, but just call me Bart." Releasing her hand, "We're s'posed to pick up Lord Percy and ditch the whore in his pocket," he blurts with a big smile. "We're willing to take suggestions," he adds, his eyebrows climbing in question. Earl
On 4/24/07, Earl F Hampton IIIwrote: > Bart offers his beefy paw in greeting to the woman, "Bartholomew Cuthbert, but > just call me Bart." Releasing her hand, "We're s'posed to pick up Lord Percy > and ditch the whore in his pocket," he blurts with a big smile. "We're > willing to take suggestions," he adds, his eyebrows climbing in question. Sharda actually seems to *blush* a little in sudden discomfiture, but recovers her practiced poise very quickly. She adds, "Unfortunately, we feel that the continued presence of his current and rather unsuitable female companion may eventually cause both His Lordship and his family undue embarrassment..."
On Wednesday 25 April 2007 09:05, Bob Kondrk wrote: > On 4/24/07, Earl F Hampton IIIwrote: > > Bart offers his beefy paw in greeting to the woman, "Bartholomew > > Cuthbert, but just call me Bart." Releasing her hand, "We're s'posed to > > pick up Lord Percy and ditch the whore in his pocket," he blurts with a > > big smile. "We're willing to take suggestions," he adds, his eyebrows > > climbing in question. > > Sharda actually seems to *blush* a little in sudden discomfiture, but > recovers her practiced poise very quickly. She adds, "Unfortunately, > we feel that the continued presence of his current and rather > unsuitable female companion may eventually cause both His Lordship and > his family undue embarrassment..." Bewildered, Bart looks down at Sharda with an expression that claims confusion, concern or perhaps just pain, then back to the woman, "That too." "I think," scratching his head.
Earl F Hampton III wrote: > On Wednesday 25 April 2007 09:05, Bob Kondrk wrote: >> On 4/24/07, Earl F Hampton III>> wrote: > >>> Bart offers his beefy paw in greeting to the woman, >>> "Bartholomew Cuthbert, but just call me Bart." >>> Releasing her hand, "We're s'posed to pick up Lord >>> Percy and ditch the whore in his pocket," he blurts >>> with a big smile. "We're willing to take suggestions," >>> he adds, his eyebrows climbing in question. The woman behind the desk starts to speak then stops when Sharda speaks up. >> Sharda actually seems to *blush* a little in sudden >> discomfiture, but recovers her practiced poise very >> quickly. She adds, "Unfortunately, we feel that the >> continued presence of his current and rather unsuitable >> female companion may eventually cause both His Lordship >> and his family undue embarrassment..." > > Bewildered, Bart looks down at Sharda with an expression > that claims confusion, concern or perhaps just pain, then > back to the woman, "That too." "I think," scratching his > head. This exchange draws a smile from the woman behind the counter, "We here at the Arbellatra are well acquainted with Lord Percy Dubose and his...um, shall we say, currant companion." She glances down at the terminal screen in front of her and taps the keys a time or two and then says, "Lord Percy is in his suite and...it seems his guest is not." She looks up, "At least, someone using her guest pass came down from Lord Percy's suite and exited the hotel about 45 minutes ago." "If you give me a moment, I will cut guest passes to Suite 14b." she says as she types on the terminal, "If you would each insert a finger into the slot..." indicating the depression next to her console. A few seconds later you each have a guest pass in the form of a plastic card that will allows you to go from the lobby to Lord Percy's floor and return using the hotel lifts. Although, the electronic passes limit a guests movement inside the private areas of the hotel, and will continually track your movements, they are easily subverted and thus aren't *much* use as a security measure. Cameras, motion detectors, and both robotic and sophent based security teams are certainly all in play here, just kept discreetly behind the scenes. "If you need a bellman to assist in moving his lordship's luggage, call down to the desk and we will send up someone to help you." she says to you as you start toward the lifts to the right of the counter. The small lift is more of a people mover in that it moves in 3 dimensions rather than just up and down. The lift won't move until one of you slides your guest pass into the slot, and then the lift will move *only* to the area of the warren like hotel premitted on the pass. OOC: I keep pausing to give you guys room to post comments and such. If you have nothing much to say, just post "nothing much"...no, I don't mean *literally* nothing much ;)...and we'll keep going. Eris Akus Moby
On 4/26/07, Eris Reddochwrote: > She looks up, "At least, someone using her guest pass came > down from Lord Percy's suite and exited the hotel about 45 > minutes ago." [OOC: Uh-oh. I hope that wasn't Lord Percy going AWOL on us... ;-)]
On Thursday 26 April 2007 21:15, Bob Kondrk wrote: > On 4/26/07, Eris Reddochwrote: > > She looks up, "At least, someone using her guest pass came > > down from Lord Percy's suite and exited the hotel about 45 > > minutes ago." > > [OOC: Uh-oh. I hope that wasn't Lord Percy going AWOL on us... ;-)] Now why would you want to give Eris ideas. Oh Oh I've got a guess, you want Sharda and Bart in a whore house together?
On Thursday 26 April 2007 17:54, Eris Reddoch wrote: > Earl F Hampton III wrote: > > On Wednesday 25 April 2007 09:05, Bob Kondrk wrote: > >> On 4/24/07, Earl F Hampton III> >> > >> wrote: > >>> Bart offers his beefy paw in greeting to the woman, > >>> "Bartholomew Cuthbert, but just call me Bart." > >>> Releasing her hand, "We're s'posed to pick up Lord > >>> Percy and ditch the whore in his pocket," he blurts > >>> with a big smile. "We're willing to take suggestions," > >>> he adds, his eyebrows climbing in question. > > The woman behind the desk starts to speak then stops when > Sharda speaks up. > > >> Sharda actually seems to *blush* a little in sudden > >> discomfiture, but recovers her practiced poise very > >> quickly. She adds, "Unfortunately, we feel that the > >> continued presence of his current and rather unsuitable > >> female companion may eventually cause both His Lordship > >> and his family undue embarrassment..." > > > > Bewildered, Bart looks down at Sharda with an expression > > that claims confusion, concern or perhaps just pain, then > > back to the woman, "That too." "I think," scratching his > > head. > > This exchange draws a smile from the woman behind the counter, > "We here at the Arbellatra are well acquainted with Lord Percy > Dubose and his...um, shall we say, currant companion." > > She glances down at the terminal screen in front of her and > taps the keys a time or two and then says, "Lord Percy is in > his suite and...it seems his guest is not." "Hot damn, better lucky than good," Bart says enthusiastically. > > She looks up, "At least, someone using her guest pass came > down from Lord Percy's suite and exited the hotel about 45 > minutes ago." > > "If you give me a moment, I will cut guest passes to Suite > 14b." she says as she types on the terminal, "If you would > each insert a finger into the slot..." indicating the > depression next to her console. > "Sure thing Missy." > A few seconds later you each have a guest pass in the form of > a plastic card that will allows you to go from the lobby to > Lord Percy's floor and return using the hotel lifts. > Although, the electronic passes limit a guests movement inside > the private areas of the hotel, and will continually track > your movements, they are easily subverted and thus aren't > *much* use as a security measure. Cameras, motion detectors, > and both robotic and sophent based security teams are > certainly all in play here, just kept discreetly behind the > scenes. > > "If you need a bellman to assist in moving his lordship's > luggage, call down to the desk and we will send up someone to > help you." she says to you as you start toward the lifts to > the right of the counter. "Thanks, cause there's no telling what he's got for a kit." > > The small lift is more of a people mover in that it moves in 3 > dimensions rather than just up and down. The lift won't move > until one of you slides your guest pass into the slot, and > then the lift will move *only* to the area of the warren like > hotel premitted on the pass. > > OOC: I keep pausing to give you guys room to post comments and > such. If you have nothing much to say, just post "nothing > much"...no, I don't mean *literally* nothing much ;)...and > we'll keep going. > > Eris > Akus Moby
On 4/26/07, Earl F Hampton IIIwrote: > > She glances down at the terminal screen in front of her and > > taps the keys a time or two and then says, "Lord Percy is in > > his suite and...it seems his guest is not." > > "Hot damn, better lucky than good," Bart says enthusiastically. "I *hope* so...", says his somewhat reserved companion with far less enthusiasm. > > "If you give me a moment, I will cut guest passes to Suite > > 14b." she says as she types on the terminal, "If you would > > each insert a finger into the slot..." indicating the > > depression next to her console. > > > > "Sure thing Missy." Sharda answers with a polite nod and a smile. "Thank you." Letting Bart go first, the trader follows with her own graceful and rather long digit. > > "If you need a bellman to assist in moving his lordship's > > luggage, call down to the desk and we will send up someone to > > help you." she says to you as you start toward the lifts to > > the right of the counter. > > "Thanks, cause there's no telling what he's got for a kit." Sharda nods again, a little deeper this time. "Thank you for your assistance, madame." > > The small lift is more of a people mover in that it moves in 3 > > dimensions rather than just up and down. The lift won't move > > until one of you slides your guest pass into the slot, and > > then the lift will move *only* to the area of the warren like > > hotel premitted on the pass. With uncharacteristic impulsiveness, the Vilani woman quickly swipes her card through the reader and lets out a little sigh. "I hope we actually find his *Lordship* in his room instead of his chaotic little friend..."
On Thursday 26 April 2007 23:50, Bob Kondrk wrote: > On 4/26/07, Earl F Hampton IIIwrote: > > > She glances down at the terminal screen in front of her and > > > taps the keys a time or two and then says, "Lord Percy is in > > > his suite and...it seems his guest is not." > > > > "Hot damn, better lucky than good," Bart says enthusiastically. > > "I *hope* so...", says his somewhat reserved companion with far less > enthusiasm. > > > > "If you give me a moment, I will cut guest passes to Suite > > > 14b." she says as she types on the terminal, "If you would > > > each insert a finger into the slot..." indicating the > > > depression next to her console. > > > > "Sure thing Missy." > > Sharda answers with a polite nod and a smile. "Thank you." Letting > Bart go first, the trader follows with her own graceful and rather > long digit. > > > > "If you need a bellman to assist in moving his lordship's > > > luggage, call down to the desk and we will send up someone to > > > help you." she says to you as you start toward the lifts to > > > the right of the counter. > > > > "Thanks, cause there's no telling what he's got for a kit." > > Sharda nods again, a little deeper this time. "Thank you for your > assistance, madame." > > > > The small lift is more of a people mover in that it moves in 3 > > > dimensions rather than just up and down. The lift won't move > > > until one of you slides your guest pass into the slot, and > > > then the lift will move *only* to the area of the warren like > > > hotel premitted on the pass. > > With uncharacteristic impulsiveness, the Vilani woman quickly swipes > her card through the reader and lets out a little sigh. "I hope we > actually find his *Lordship* in his room instead of his chaotic little > friend..." Bart looks down at the leggy 'Lady' his eyes automatically going to her breasts, "You think he stole her pass," Bart asks. Apparently realizing staring isn't polite, his cheeks blush and eyes dart back to her face, "Um..Why would he do that?"
Earl F Hampton III wrote: >> With uncharacteristic impulsiveness, the Vilani woman quickly swipes >> her card through the reader and lets out a little sigh. "I hope we >> actually find his *Lordship* in his room instead of his chaotic little >> friend..." > > Bart looks down at the leggy 'Lady' his eyes automatically going to her > breasts, "You think he stole her pass," Bart asks. Apparently realizing > staring isn't polite, his cheeks blush and eyes dart back to her > face, "Um..Why would he do that?" Before Sharda can answer the lift door opens onto a small square foyer with doors on each of the other 3 sides. The foyer is empty. The door directly ahead says "Emergency Exit" on it and probably leads to a stairway to be used if the lift isn't working. The doors to either side say 14a and 14b. Eris Akus Moby
Eris Reddoch wrote: > Earl F Hampton III wrote: > >>> With uncharacteristic impulsiveness, the Vilani woman >>> quickly swipes her card through the reader and lets out >>> a little sigh. "I hope we actually find his *Lordship* >>> in his room instead of his chaotic little friend..." >> Bart looks down at the leggy 'Lady' his eyes >> automatically going to her breasts, "You think he stole >> her pass," Bart asks. Apparently realizing staring isn't >> polite, his cheeks blush and eyes dart back to her face, >> "Um..Why would he do that?" > > Before Sharda can answer the lift door opens onto a small > square foyer with doors on each of the other 3 sides. The > foyer is empty. The door directly ahead says "Emergency > Exit" on it and probably leads to a stairway to be used if > the lift isn't working. The doors to either side say 14a > and 14b. Sharda and Bart walk to the door for 14b. It is closed. A slot next to the door would accept an electronic key, but your lift pass shouldn't activate it. There is also a button next to the slot beside the door...probably activates a buzzer inside. Eris AKUS Moby
On 5/10/07, Eris Reddochwrote: > Sharda and Bart walk to the door for 14b. It is closed. A slot > next to the door would accept an electronic key, but your lift > pass shouldn't activate it. There is also a button next to the > slot beside the door...probably activates a buzzer inside. With a barely audible sigh, Sharda tries pushing the button.
Bob Kondrk wrote: > On 5/10/07, Eris Reddochwrote: >> Sharda and Bart walk to the door for 14b. It is closed. A >> slot next to the door would accept an electronic key, but >> your lift pass shouldn't activate it. There is also a >> button next to the slot beside the door...probably >> activates a buzzer inside. > > With a barely audible sigh, Sharda tries pushing the > button. A couple of seconds after pushing the button a voice says over the invisible speaker above the door, "Door is open. Come in." To Sharda, it sounds something like Lord Percy's voice, but not exactly as she remembers it from the previous night. Eris Akus Moby
On Thursday 10 May 2007 17:46, Eris Reddoch wrote: > Bob Kondrk wrote: > > On 5/10/07, Eris Reddochwrote: > >> Sharda and Bart walk to the door for 14b. It is closed. A > >> slot next to the door would accept an electronic key, but > >> your lift pass shouldn't activate it. There is also a > >> button next to the slot beside the door...probably > >> activates a buzzer inside. > > > > With a barely audible sigh, Sharda tries pushing the > > button. > > A couple of seconds after pushing the button a voice says over > the invisible speaker above the door, "Door is open. Come in." > > To Sharda, it sounds something like Lord Percy's voice, but > not exactly as she remembers it from the previous night. > Bart waves a hand toward the door inviting Sharda to go first.
Earl F Hampton III wrote: > On Thursday 10 May 2007 17:46, Eris Reddoch wrote: >> Bob Kondrk wrote: >>> On 5/10/07, Eris Reddochwrote: >>> >>>> Sharda and Bart walk to the door for 14b. It is >>>> closed. A slot next to the door would accept an >>>> electronic key, but your lift pass shouldn't activate >>>> it. There is also a button next to the slot beside >>>> the door...probably activates a buzzer inside. > >>> With a barely audible sigh, Sharda tries pushing the >>> button. >> A couple of seconds after pushing the button a voice says >> over the invisible speaker above the door, "Door is open. >> Come in." >> >> To Sharda, it sounds something like Lord Percy's voice, >> but not exactly as she remembers it from the previous >> night. >> > Bart waves a hand toward the door inviting Sharda to go > first. The door opens slides back when Bart waves his hand toward it (okay, it probably wouldn't, but I want to get on with it :) ) and reveals a sitting room. A sad looking man is seated in an overstuffed chair facing the door. He has three suit cases on one side of the chair and a trunk on the other. The man looks tired, depressed, hungover, or some combination of the three. "Ah! It's Aunt Hilda and friend." he says quietly a slight smile touching just his lips, "I wondered who would come for me." He stands and steps forward and offers his hand to Bart, "I don't believe we've had the pleasure. My name is Percy Dubose." Lord Percy is about 5'8" and thin, because of his slumped shoulders he looks shorter. He is unshaven and his eyes are red and bloodshot with dark circles under them. He is dressed in a rumpled suit mauve coat over a stained ruffled shirt and is wearing wrinkled pants to match the coat tucked into black leather boots. Sharda recognizes the clothing as what he was wearing last night. After greeting Bart he turns to Sharda and says, "I'm sorry but I don't remember your proper name m'lady...just that I said you reminded me of my Aunt Hilda." Percy smiles, almost shyly and adds, "You don't, you know. Not really. It was just your stern and disapproving look last night. You are really quite lovely, not at *all* like my dear old battle-ax of an aunt." With a sigh, Percy says, "Well, I suppose we better get on with it..." Eris Akus Moby
On 5/11/07, Eris Reddochwrote: > "Ah! It's Aunt Hilda and friend." he says quietly a slight > smile touching just his lips, "I wondered who would come for me." Sharda actually looked relieved that he was actually there. She gave him a polite little nod. "Milord." > He stands and steps forward and offers his hand to Bart, "I > don't believe we've had the pleasure. My name is Percy Dubose." > Lord Percy is about 5'8" and thin, because of his slumped > shoulders he looks shorter. He is unshaven and his eyes are > red and bloodshot with dark circles under them. He is dressed > in a rumpled suit mauve coat over a stained ruffled shirt and > is wearing wrinkled pants to match the coat tucked into black > leather boots. Sharda recognizes the clothing as what he was > wearing last night. Her eyes softened just a little, mainly because he just looked so *pitiful* in his current state. > > After greeting Bart he turns to Sharda and says, "I'm sorry > but I don't remember your proper name m'lady...just that I > said you reminded me of my Aunt Hilda." "Dame Sharda Gidikki," the Vilani noble said. > Percy smiles, almost shyly and adds, "You don't, you know. Not > really. It was just your stern and disapproving look last > night. You are really quite lovely, not at *all* like my dear > old battle-ax of an aunt." Sharda didn't expect *that* reaction! She seemed a bit at a loss for words for a moment and looked down uncomfortably. "Oh...well...thank you...", she finally managed to say. > With a sigh, Percy says, "Well, I suppose we better get on > with it..." Recovering quickly, the dame nodded. "Indeed..."
Bob Kondrk wrote: > On 5/11/07, Eris Reddochwrote: >> "Ah! It's Aunt Hilda and friend." he says quietly a >> slight smile touching just his lips, "I wondered who >> would come for me." > > Sharda actually looked relieved that he was actually there. > She gave him a polite little nod. "Milord." > >> He stands and steps forward and offers his hand to Bart, >> "I don't believe we've had the pleasure. My name is Percy >> Dubose." Lord Percy is about 5'8" and thin, because of >> his slumped shoulders he looks shorter. He is unshaven >> and his eyes are red and bloodshot with dark circles >> under them. He is dressed in a rumpled suit mauve coat >> over a stained ruffled shirt and is wearing wrinkled >> pants to match the coat tucked into black leather boots. >> Sharda recognizes the clothing as what he was wearing >> last night. > > Her eyes softened just a little, mainly because he just > looked so *pitiful* in his current state. > >> After greeting Bart he turns to Sharda and says, "I'm >> sorry but I don't remember your proper name m'lady...just >> that I said you reminded me of my Aunt Hilda." > > "Dame Sharda Gidikki," the Vilani noble said. > >> Percy smiles, almost shyly and adds, "You don't, you >> know. Not really. It was just your stern and disapproving >> look last night. You are really quite lovely, not at >> *all* like my dear old battle-ax of an aunt." > > Sharda didn't expect *that* reaction! She seemed a bit at > a loss for words for a moment and looked down > uncomfortably. "Oh...well...thank you...", she finally > managed to say. > >> With a sigh, Percy says, "Well, I suppose we better get >> on with it..." > > Recovering quickly, the dame nodded. "Indeed..." "Come along bags." Lord Percy says over his shoulder and the baggage lifts from the floor and begins to tag along behind him as he walks toward the door. The three bags and trunk form a veritable tail behind the smallish man as he moves past Bart and Sharda through the door into the hallway. "I sent Barbie out shopping with all of my cash." he says as you all crowd into the elevator with the luggage, "You'll have to settle the bill with the front desk." Eris Akus Moby
On 5/15/07, Eris Reddochwrote: > "Come along bags." Lord Percy says over his shoulder and the > baggage lifts from the floor and begins to tag along behind > him as he walks toward the door. The three bags and trunk form > a veritable tail behind the smallish man as he moves past Bart > and Sharda through the door into the hallway. > > "I sent Barbie out shopping with all of my cash." he says as > you all crowd into the elevator with the luggage, "You'll have > to settle the bill with the front desk." Sharda almost choked in shock, her usual decorum momentary shattered. She managed to stammer out, "You g-gave her *all* of your money?!" Clearing her throat uncomfortably, she recovered some of her poise and added in a somewhat "Aunt-Hilda-like" voice, "I *hope* you realized that will probably be the last you'll ever *see* of any of your credits, Milord!"
On Tuesday 15 May 2007 16:42:39 Bob Kondrk wrote: > On 5/15/07, Eris Reddochwrote: > > "Come along bags." Lord Percy says over his shoulder and the > > baggage lifts from the floor and begins to tag along behind > > him as he walks toward the door. The three bags and trunk form > > a veritable tail behind the smallish man as he moves past Bart > > and Sharda through the door into the hallway. > > > > "I sent Barbie out shopping with all of my cash." he says as > > you all crowd into the elevator with the luggage, "You'll have > > to settle the bill with the front desk." > > Sharda almost choked in shock, her usual decorum momentary shattered. > She managed to stammer out, "You g-gave her *all* of your money?!" > Clearing her throat uncomfortably, she recovered some of her poise and > added in a somewhat "Aunt-Hilda-like" voice, "I *hope* you realized > that will probably be the last you'll ever *see* of any of your > credits, Milord!" Bart smiles as he steps in behind the bags.
Bob Kondrk wrote: > On 5/15/07, Eris Reddochwrote: >> "Come along bags." Lord Percy says over his shoulder and >> the baggage lifts from the floor and begins to tag along >> behind him as he walks toward the door. The three bags >> and trunk form a veritable tail behind the smallish man >> as he moves past Bart and Sharda through the door into >> the hallway. >> >> "I sent Barbie out shopping with all of my cash." he says >> as you all crowd into the elevator with the luggage, >> "You'll have to settle the bill with the front desk." > > Sharda almost choked in shock, her usual decorum momentary > shattered. She managed to stammer out, "You g-gave her > *all* of your money?!" Clearing her throat uncomfortably, > she recovered some of her poise and added in a somewhat "Um...yes." Percy says as he reaches out and slides a card into the slot activating the elevator. > "Aunt-Hilda-like" voice, "I *hope* you realized that will > probably be the last you'll ever *see* of any of your > credits, Milord!" > Bart smiles as he steps in behind the bags. "No, I suppose not." he says glumly, "It was the least I could do, though. I knew she couldn't come with me and where I'm going I didn't think I'd need those credits as much as she might." Eris Akus Moby
On Tuesday 15 May 2007 21:12:49 Eris Reddoch wrote: > Bob Kondrk wrote: > > On 5/15/07, Eris Reddochwrote: > >> "Come along bags." Lord Percy says over his shoulder and > >> the baggage lifts from the floor and begins to tag along > >> behind him as he walks toward the door. The three bags > >> and trunk form a veritable tail behind the smallish man > >> as he moves past Bart and Sharda through the door into > >> the hallway. > >> > >> "I sent Barbie out shopping with all of my cash." he says > >> as you all crowd into the elevator with the luggage, > >> "You'll have to settle the bill with the front desk." > > > > Sharda almost choked in shock, her usual decorum momentary > > shattered. She managed to stammer out, "You g-gave her > > *all* of your money?!" Clearing her throat uncomfortably, > > she recovered some of her poise and added in a somewhat > > "Um...yes." Percy says as he reaches out and slides a card > into the slot activating the elevator. > > > "Aunt-Hilda-like" voice, "I *hope* you realized that will > > probably be the last you'll ever *see* of any of your > > credits, Milord!" > > > > Bart smiles as he steps in behind the bags. > > "No, I suppose not." he says glumly, "It was the least I could > do, though. I knew she couldn't come with me and where I'm > going I didn't think I'd need those credits as much as she might." > "Humph" Bart snorts, "Someday, I'll have to tell Elaine you're not so bad after all," he adds with a wink.
On 5/15/07, Earl F Hampton IIIwrote: > "Humph" Bart snorts, "Someday, I'll have to tell Elaine you're not so bad > after all," he adds with a wink. Sharda lets out a resigned sigh. "It is really not good to reward people like her though. Such a profitable result will only serve to encourage her to prey on someone else."
Bob Kondrk wrote: > On 5/15/07, Earl F Hampton III> wrote: >> "Humph" Bart snorts, "Someday, I'll have to tell Elaine >> you're not so bad after all," he adds with a wink. > > Sharda lets out a resigned sigh. "It is really not good to > reward people like her though. Such a profitable result > will only serve to encourage her to prey on someone else." "Now you are sounding like Aunt Hilda again." Lord Percy says just loud enough for Sharda to hear. The doors of the elevator open and Percy steps out followed by his luggage, Bart and Sharda. Percy pauses in the lobby waiting for one of you to settle his debt and for you to direct him where to go next. Eris Akus Moby