Des finishes her search of the duct system, finding nothing more to report...except "All Clear."

Up on the Bridge, Krikor acknowledges Des's and Bart's "All Clears." and starts back toward the commons area.

Once Bart is satisfied the ship is secure. He retrieves cuffs from the ships locker, the lump of rags from the stateroom and connects them both to a chair in the crew lounge for the captain to deal with.

Paris smiled at Bart as he unceremoniously shouldered the rag-baggage that had made its way aboard the ship. "I don't believe her to be dangerous," she said, following the Marine out, "but I think a more..."

She glanced at the Noble. "Come along, Lord Percy, we have to have a meeting and get this worked out."

Once the lump is firmly attached to the chair Bart removes the suspenders and hands them back to Lord Percy with a nod and a "Thank you, Sir."

He then takes his long awaited shower. Refreshed, he goes rummaging through the galley. Filling two plates he deposits one beside the captive and has a seat himself before enjoying his feast.

"Bart!" Paris said, then re-prepared a plate for him. "Knife in this hand, fork in this hand, and hold..."

She switched, quickly and carefuly so as to avoid the stabbing motions as Bart's mechanical eating techniques took over.

The Captain walks in and sees Bart eating, Lord Percy standing in the corner of the room looking upset, Paris preparing plates of food, and a young woman in an orange jumpsuit handcuffed to a chair. The young woman is looking around very anxiously, but isn't saying anything.

Des' head emerges from a vent in the ceiling and looks down at everyone. She looks hot and sweaty from her exercise crawling around inside the ship's circulatory system.

The only crew member not, currently present is Merinn, she was back in Engineering holding the fort there and keeping tabs on Des' progress through the ductwork. [OOC: JR, you might want Merinn to join everyone else in the commons to talk this all over..but that's up to you.]

Eris Akus Moby

Eris Reddoch wrote:

Des finishes her search of the duct system, finding nothing more to report...except "All Clear."

Up on the Bridge, Krikor acknowledges Des's and Bart's "All Clears." and starts back toward the commons area.

Once Bart is satisfied the ship is secure. He retrieves cuffs from the ships locker, the lump of rags from the stateroom and connects them both to a chair in the crew lounge for the captain to deal with.

Paris smiled at Bart as he unceremoniously shouldered the rag-baggage that had made its way aboard the ship. "I don't believe her to be dangerous," she said, following the Marine out, "but I think a more..."

She glanced at the Noble. "Come along, Lord Percy, we have to have a meeting and get this worked out."

Once the lump is firmly attached to the chair Bart removes the suspenders and hands them back to Lord Percy with a nod and a "Thank you, Sir."

He then takes his long awaited shower. Refreshed, he goes rummaging through the galley. Filling two plates he deposits one beside the captive and has a seat himself before enjoying his feast.

"Bart!" Paris said, then re-prepared a plate for him. "Knife in this hand, fork in this hand, and hold..."

She switched, quickly and carefuly so as to avoid the stabbing motions as Bart's mechanical eating techniques took over.

The Captain walks in and sees Bart eating, Lord Percy standing in the corner of the room looking upset, Paris preparing plates of food, and a young woman in an orange jumpsuit handcuffed to a chair. The young woman is looking around very anxiously, but isn't saying anything.

Des' head emerges from a vent in the ceiling and looks down at everyone. She looks hot and sweaty from her exercise crawling around inside the ship's circulatory system.

The only crew member not, currently present is Merinn, she was back in Engineering holding the fort there and keeping tabs on Des' progress through the ductwork. [OOC: JR, you might want Merinn to join everyone else in the commons to talk this all over..but that's up to you.]

OOC: Amendment! I forgot Issac! :)

Issac, still in Sickbay, and hearing the "All Clears." Doesn't have much reason to remain where he is. [OOC: Bruce, you too, might want to join the others in the commons to talk it over.]

Eris Akus Moby

On May 13, 2008, at 11:24 AM, Eris Reddoch (Mod) wrote:

The only crew member not, currently present is Merinn, she was back in Engineering holding the fort there and keeping tabs on Des' progress through the ductwork. [OOC: JR, you might want Merinn to join everyone else in the commons to talk this all over..but that's up to you.]

OOC: Amendment! I forgot Issac! :)

Issac, still in Sickbay, and hearing the "All Clears." Doesn't have much reason to remain where he is. [OOC: Bruce, you too, might want to join the others in the commons to talk it over.]

Issac wanders into the common room and looks around. Seeing the new face, he says "I see we've found our duct rat."

Issac wanders into the common room and looks around. Seeing the new face, he says "I see we've found our duct rat."

Merinn appears in the commons area, having made her way forward from Engineering. She looks appraisingly at the stowaway. "I think you're right."

JR

Issac wanders into the common room and looks around. Seeing the new face, he says "I see we've found our duct rat."

Merinn appears in the commons area, having made her way forward from Engineering. She looks appraisingly at the stowaway. "I think you're right."

Paaris reappears at this point, her blouse changed and once more with her hair brushed, neat and clean once again, the immaculate steward.

She took a position behind and to the left of the Captain, standing quietly, her hands foled gently in front of her.

----- Original Message ----- From: "Eris Reddoch (Mod)"

The Captain walks in and sees Bart eating, Lord Percy standing in the corner of the room looking upset, Paris preparing plates of food, and a young woman in an orange jumpsuit handcuffed to a chair. The young woman is looking around very anxiously, but isn't saying anything.

Des' head emerges from a vent in the ceiling and looks down at everyone. She looks hot and sweaty from her exercise crawling around inside the ship's circulatory system.

"Is all clear in there," Des says putting her gun in one of the pockets of her coveralls (Safety on) and closing up the duct.

"Is something else though, not sure we want to talk about here till we figure it out some more."

Des

The Captain walks in and sees Bart eating, Lord Percy standing in the corner of the room looking upset, Paris preparing plates of food, and a young woman in an orange jumpsuit handcuffed to a chair. The young woman is looking around very anxiously, but isn't saying anything.

Des' head emerges from a vent in the ceiling and looks down at everyone. She looks hot and sweaty from her exercise crawling around inside the ship's circulatory system.

"Is all clear in there," Des says putting her gun in one of the pockets of her coveralls (Safety on) and closing up the duct.

"Is something else though, not sure we want to talk about here till we figure it out some more."

OOC is Des inside or outside when she closes the duct?

Krikor

Des' head emerges from a vent in the ceiling and looks down at everyone. She looks hot and sweaty from her exercise crawling around inside the ship's circulatory system.

"Is all clear in there," Des says putting her gun in one of the

of her coveralls (Safety on) and closing up the duct.

"Is something else though, not sure we want to talk about here till we figure it out some more."

OOC is Des inside or outside when she closes the duct?

OOC: Oh. My. God. It has arisen from the dead! WB Greg!

----- Original Message ----- From: "Greg S (Player)"

The Captain walks in and sees Bart eating, Lord Percy standing in the corner of the room looking upset, Paris preparing plates of food, and a young woman in an orange jumpsuit handcuffed to a chair. The young woman is looking around very anxiously, but isn't saying anything.

Des' head emerges from a vent in the ceiling and looks down at everyone. She looks hot and sweaty from her exercise crawling around inside the ship's circulatory system.

"Is all clear in there," Des says putting her gun in one of the pockets of her coveralls (Safety on) and closing up the duct.

"Is something else though, not sure we want to talk about here till we figure it out some more."

OOC is Des inside or outside when she closes the duct?

Out.

Des

The Captain walks in and sees Bart eating, Lord Percy standing in the corner of the room looking upset, Paris preparing plates of food, and a young woman in an orange jumpsuit handcuffed to a chair. The young woman is looking around very anxiously, but isn't saying anything.

Des' head emerges from a vent in the ceiling and looks down at everyone. She looks hot and sweaty from her exercise crawling around inside the ship's circulatory system.

"Is all clear in there," Des says putting her gun in one of the pockets of her coveralls (Safety on) and closing up the duct.

"Is something else though, not sure we want to talk about here till we figure it out some more," Des said.

"Good!" Krikor says to her, nodding. He looks over at "milord" and greets him with a nod as well. "Milord."

He sits in one of the chairs and stretches his legs out in front of him, crossing his ankles. "Seems you've all got things under control again. Good work. I'll want to have a full report on what happened, how it could happen, and how we make sure it won't happen again. But first," he turns his attention to their captive. "Just who the hell are you?" he asks the orange clad girl.

Krikor

The Count, MonteCristo@hotmail.com

The Captain walks in and sees Bart eating, Lord Percy standing in the corner of the room looking upset, Paris preparing plates of food, and a young woman in an orange jumpsuit handcuffed to a chair. The young woman is looking around very anxiously, but isn't saying anything.

Paris glances up and smiles at Sasha but says nothing; she seems a bit disheveled--in fact, her blouse appears to have been slightly torn, as flesh beneath can be seen when she's not clutching it shut.

Des' head emerges from a vent in the ceiling and looks down at everyone. She looks hot and sweaty from her exercise crawling around inside the ship's circulatory system.

"Is all clear in there," Des says putting her gun in one of the

of her coveralls (Safety on) and closing up the duct.

"Is something else though, not sure we want to talk about here till we figure it out some more," Des said.

"Good!" Krikor says to her, nodding. He looks over at "milord" and greets him with a nod as well. "Milord."

Paris finished preparation of the small buffet for the crew and stepped aside, fading to the rear of the crew and sliding along the wall, apparently on the way back to their cabin.

He sits in one of the chairs and stretches his legs out in front of him, crossing his ankles. "Seems you've all got things under control again. Good work. I'll want to have a full report on what happened, how it could happen, and how we make sure it won't happen again. But first," he turns his attention to their captive. "Just who the hell are you?" he asks the orange clad girl.

Greg S (Player) wrote:

"Is all clear in there," Des says putting her gun in one of the pockets of her coveralls (Safety on) and closing up the duct.

"Is something else though, not sure we want to talk about here till we figure it out some more," Des said.

"Good!" Krikor says to her, nodding. He looks over at "milord" and greets him with a nod as well. "Milord."

Percy shuffles his feet, but doesn't say anything.

He sits in one of the chairs and stretches his legs out in front of him, crossing his ankles. "Seems you've all got things under control again. Good work. I'll want to have a full report on what happened, how it could happen, and how we make sure it won't happen again. But first," he turns his attention to their captive. "Just who the hell are you?" he asks the orange clad girl.

"Merdith." she mumbles then she takes a deep breath and straightens up and says more clearly, "Meredith Meadows." As she says her name it sounds like she expects you to recognize ..it does sound familiar.

Lord Percy breaks in at this point, "She said they were going to kill her, Captain. We ought not let that happen. That would be a bad thing, don't you think?"

Eris Akus Moby

"Merdith." she mumbles then she takes a deep breath and straightens up and says more clearly, "Meredith Meadows." As she says her name it sounds like she expects you to recognize ..it does sound familiar.

Lord Percy breaks in at this point, "She said they were going to kill her, Captain. We ought not let that happen. That would be a bad thing, don't you think?"

Merinn ignores His Nibs. "Who was going to kill you, Meredith, and why?"

JR

On Tuesday 13 May 2008 11:20:24 pm Joseph Roberts (Player) wrote:

"Merdith." she mumbles then she takes a deep breath and straightens up and says more clearly, "Meredith Meadows." As she says her name it sounds like she expects you to recognize ..it does sound familiar.

Lord Percy breaks in at this point, "She said they were going to kill her, Captain. We ought not let that happen. That would be a bad thing, don't you think?"

Bart's hand slows slightly on its way to his mouth, "hmumh," he grunts before resuming his pace.

Merinn ignores His Nibs. "Who was going to kill you, Meredith, and why?"

JR

"Merdith." she mumbles then she takes a deep breath and straightens up and says more clearly, "Meredith Meadows." As she says her name it sounds like she expects you to recognize ..it does sound familiar.

Lord Percy breaks in at this point, "She said they were going to kill her, Captain. We ought not let that happen. That would be a bad thing, don't you think?"

Merinn ignores His Nibs. "Who was going to kill you, Meredith, and why?"

Krikor raises an eyebrow. Before she can answer, he says, "So you'll be missed." He says it as a statement of fact, not a question. "'Meadows' as in a relation to 'Edwin'?"

Krikor

The Count, MonteCristo@hotmail.com

Greg S (Player) wrote:

"Merdith." she mumbles then she takes a deep breath and straightens up and says more clearly, "Meredith Meadows." As she says her name it sounds like she expects you to recognize it...it does sound familiar.

Lord Percy breaks in at this point, "She said they were going to kill her, Captain. We ought not let that happen. That would be a bad thing, don't you think?"

Merinn ignores His Nibs. "Who was going to kill you, Meredith, and why?"

Krikor raises an eyebrow. Before she can answer, he says, "So you'll be missed." He says it as a statement of fact, not a question. "'Meadows' as in a relation to 'Edwin'?"

"Uncle Edwin, making an example of him with the public execution." says the young woman, "That bastard Allred, and his proctors, have already disappeared almost all my family...quietly."

The mention of the proctors bring Quirt, and what it would be like to be in *his* hands to Merinn's mind.

"I've been on the run for 10 days, heard on the wind that this ship was bouncing over to Parlek. My friends here took a *big* risk getting me here. I don't want to hurt anyone. I just want, I just *have* to, live." she says then adds quickly, "We'd be safe there, I've got friends there. They would take care of us. If I could just get there."

"Look, if it's money?" after drawing a deep breath she says, "My friends in Parlek have money, they can pay you to get us there...." it looks like she wants to plead with you, but pride is stopping her.

Eris Akus Moby

"Merdith." she mumbles then she takes a deep breath and straightens up and says more clearly, "Meredith Meadows." As she says her name it sounds like she expects you to recognize it...it does sound familiar.

Lord Percy breaks in at this point, "She said they were going to kill her, Captain. We ought not let that happen. That would be a bad thing, don't you think?"

Merinn ignores His Nibs. "Who was going to kill you, Meredith, and why?"

Krikor raises an eyebrow. Before she can answer, he says, "So you'll be missed." He says it as a statement of fact, not a question. "'Meadows' as in a relation to 'Edwin'?"

"Uncle Edwin, making an example of him with the public execution." says the young woman, "That bastard Allred, and his proctors, have already disappeared almost all my family...quietly."

The mention of the proctors bring Quirt, and what it would be like to be in *his* hands to Merinn's mind.

"I've been on the run for 10 days, heard on the wind that this ship was bouncing over to Parlek. My friends here took a *big* risk getting me here. I don't want to hurt anyone. I just want, I just *have* to, live." she says then adds quickly, "We'd be safe there, I've got friends there. They would take care of us. If I could just get there."

"Look, if it's money?" after drawing a deep breath she says, "My friends in Parlek have money, they can pay you to get us there...." it looks like she wants to plead with you, but pride is stopping her.

Paris' face was blank as she listened to the story, her eyes never moving from the young woman's face.

Sanchez, John G SSG RET (Player) wrote:

"Merdith." she mumbles then she takes a deep breath and straightens up and says more clearly, "Meredith Meadows." As she says her name it sounds like she expects you to recognize it...it does sound familiar.

Lord Percy breaks in at this point, "She said they were going to kill her, Captain. We ought not let that happen. That would be a bad thing, don't you think?"

Merinn ignores His Nibs. "Who was going to kill you, Meredith, and why?"

Krikor raises an eyebrow. Before she can answer, he says, "So you'll be missed." He says it as a statement of fact, not a question. "'Meadows' as in a relation to 'Edwin'?"

"Uncle Edwin, making an example of him with the public execution." says the young woman, "That bastard Allred, and his proctors, have already disappeared almost all my family...quietly."

The mention of the proctors bring Quirt, and what it would be like to be in *his* hands to Merinn's mind.

"I've been on the run for 10 days, heard on the wind that this ship was bouncing over to Parlek. My friends here took a *big* risk getting me here. I don't want to hurt anyone. I just want, I just *have* to, live." she says then adds quickly, "We'd be safe there, I've got friends there. They would take care of us. If I could just get there."

"Look, if it's money?" after drawing a deep breath she says, "My friends in Parlek have money, they can pay you to get us there...." it looks like she wants to plead with you, but pride is stopping her.

Paris' face was blank as she listened to the story, her eyes never moving from the young woman's face.

She looks and sounds sincere, but Paris thinks that there is *something* the woman isn't saying. One thing for sure, she seems to be desperate to get away from Lorton Island and its First Citizen.

Eris Akus Moby

"Merdith." she mumbles then she takes a deep breath and straightens up and says more clearly, "Meredith Meadows." As she says her name it sounds like she expects you to recognize it...it does sound familiar.

Lord Percy breaks in at this point, "She said they were going to kill her, Captain. We ought not let that happen. That would be a bad thing, don't you think?"

Merinn ignores His Nibs. "Who was going to kill you, Meredith, and why?"

Krikor raises an eyebrow. Before she can answer, he says, "So you'll be missed." He says it as a statement of fact, not a question. "'Meadows' as in a relation to 'Edwin'?"

"Uncle Edwin, making an example of him with the public execution." says the young woman, "That bastard Allred, and his proctors, have already disappeared almost all my family...quietly."

The mention of the proctors bring Quirt, and what it would be like to be in *his* hands to Merinn's mind.

"I've been on the run for 10 days, heard on the wind that this ship was bouncing over to Parlek. My friends here took a *big* risk getting me here. I don't want to hurt anyone. I just want, I just *have* to, live." she says then adds quickly, "We'd be safe there, I've got friends there. They would take care of us. If I could just get there."

"Look, if it's money?" after drawing a deep breath she says, "My friends in Parlek have money, they can pay you to get us there...." it looks like she wants to plead with you, but pride is stopping her.

"We? Us?" Krikor asks, not taking his eyes off hers.

Krikor

The Count, MonteCristo@hotmail.com

"I've been on the run for 10 days, heard on the wind that this ship was bouncing over to Parlek. My friends here took a *big* risk getting me here. I don't want to hurt anyone. I just want, I just *have* to, live." she says then adds quickly, "We'd be safe there, I've got friends there. They would take care of us. If I could just get there."

"Look, if it's money?" after drawing a deep breath she says, "My friends in Parlek have money, they can pay you to get us there...." it looks like she wants to plead with you, but pride is stopping her.

"We? Us?" Krikor asks, not taking his eyes off hers.

Paris placed her right hand on Krikor's left shoulder; she gave just the barest of squeezes, a small communication nearly unnoticed in the grand scheme of events.

"Uncle Edwin, making an example of him with the public execution." says the young woman, "That bastard Allred, and his proctors, have already disappeared almost all my family...quietly."

The mention of the proctors bring Quirt, and what it would be like to be in *his* hands to Merinn's mind.

"I've been on the run for 10 days, heard on the wind that this ship was bouncing over to Parlek. My friends here took a *big* risk getting me here. I don't want to hurt anyone. I just want, I just *have* to, live." she says then adds quickly, "We'd be safe there, I've got friends there. They would take care of us. If I could just get there."

"Look, if it's money?" after drawing a deep breath she says, "My friends in Parlek have money, they can pay you to get us there...." it looks like she wants to plead with you, but pride is stopping her.

"Captain," Merinn turns to Krikor, her face pale. "Whatever we do, we can't turn her over to the people," her eyes go flat, "here. We would do better to kill her ourselves; it would be far more merciful."

JR

"Uncle Edwin, making an example of him with the public execution." says the young woman, "That bastard Allred, and his proctors, have already disappeared almost all my family...quietly."

The mention of the proctors bring Quirt, and what it would be like to be in *his* hands to Merinn's mind.

"I've been on the run for 10 days, heard on the wind that this ship was bouncing over to Parlek. My friends here took a *big* risk getting me here. I don't want to hurt anyone. I just want, I just *have* to, live." she says then adds quickly, "We'd be safe there, I've got friends there. They would take care of us. If I could just get there."

"Look, if it's money?" after drawing a deep breath she says, "My friends in Parlek have money, they can pay you to get us there...." it looks like she wants to plead with you, but pride is stopping her.

"Captain," Merinn turns to Krikor, her face pale. "Whatever we do, we can't turn her over to the people," her eyes go flat, "here. We would do better to kill her ourselves; it would be far more merciful."

He glances at Merinn and holds up a hand to tell her to stop. "I've thought of that. Had we already been in jump when she was discovered..." he lets his voice trail off. "I asked you a question."

Krikor

The Count, MonteCristo@hotmail.com

He glances at Merinn and holds up a hand to tell her to stop. "I've thought of that. Had we already been in jump when she was discovered..." he lets his voice trail off. "I asked you a question."

Merinn colors right up to the roots of her hair, but she clamps her mouth shut and waits for the girl to respond.

JR

Greg S (Player) wrote:

"Uncle Edwin, making an example of him with the public execution." says the young woman, "That bastard Allred, and his proctors, have already disappeared almost all my family...quietly."

The mention of the proctors bring Quirt, and what it would be like to be in *his* hands to Merinn's mind.

"I've been on the run for 10 days, heard on the wind that this ship was bouncing over to Parlek. My friends here took a *big* risk getting me here. I don't want to hurt anyone. I just want, I just *have* to, live." she says then adds quickly, "We'd be safe there, I've got friends there. They would take care of us. If I could just get there."

"Look, if it's money?" after drawing a deep breath she says, "My friends in Parlek have money, they can pay you to get us there...." it looks like she wants to plead with you, but pride is stopping her.

"Captain," Merinn turns to Krikor, her face pale. "Whatever we do, we can't turn her over to the people," her eyes go flat, "here. We would do better to kill her ourselves; it would be far more merciful."

He glances at Merinn and holds up a hand to tell her to stop. "I've thought of that. Had we already been in jump when she was discovered..." he lets his voice trail off. "I asked you a question."

OOC: Sorry, folks for not answering sooner. I wasn't reading email last night and it was thunderstorm city here all day so I've had the computer unplugged. I think the front has mostly passed, so I'm back online.

The young woman says, "I am carrying the Meadows heir."

OOC: You don't know a lot about Lorton politics, but being from the feudal Imperium, it impresses all of you that this might be pretty important from a political point of view.

Eris Akus Moby

On Thursday 15 May 2008 04:47:00 pm Eris Reddoch (Mod) wrote:

Greg S (Player) wrote:

"Uncle Edwin, making an example of him with the public execution." says the young woman, "That bastard Allred, and his proctors, have already disappeared almost all my family...quietly."

The mention of the proctors bring Quirt, and what it would be like to be in *his* hands to Merinn's mind.

"I've been on the run for 10 days, heard on the wind that this ship was bouncing over to Parlek. My friends here took a *big* risk getting me here. I don't want to hurt anyone. I just want, I just *have* to, live." she says then adds quickly, "We'd be safe there, I've got friends there. They would take care of us. If I could just get there."

"Look, if it's money?" after drawing a deep breath she says, "My friends in Parlek have money, they can pay you to get us there...." it looks like she wants to plead with you, but pride is stopping her.

"Captain," Merinn turns to Krikor, her face pale. "Whatever we do, we can't turn her over to the people," her eyes go flat, "here. We would do better to kill her ourselves; it would be far more merciful."

He glances at Merinn and holds up a hand to tell her to stop. "I've thought of that. Had we already been in jump when she was discovered..." he lets his voice trail off. "I asked you a question."

OOC: Sorry, folks for not answering sooner. I wasn't reading email last night and it was thunderstorm city here all day so I've had the computer unplugged. I think the front has mostly passed, so I'm back online.

The young woman says, "I am carrying the Meadows heir."

OOC: You don't know a lot about Lorton politics, but being from the feudal Imperium, it impresses all of you that this might be pretty important from a political point of view.

Having finished his own plate, Bart leans forward and takes a biscuit off the captives plate. He leans back in his seat, winks at the mouse, and says, "Sure don't eat like it's for two," before popping the last biscuit in sight into his mouth.

The young woman says, "I am carrying the Meadows heir."

OOC: You don't know a lot about Lorton politics, but being from the feudal Imperium, it impresses all of you that this might be pretty important from a political point of view.

Merinn looks to Krikor. "We either let her stay, or drop her off. Either way, we need to get moving." Her face is still pale and she has a pleading look on her face.

JR

"Look, if it's money?" after drawing a deep breath she says, "My friends in Parlek have money, they can pay you to get us there...." it looks like she wants to plead with you, but pride is stopping her.

"Captain," Merinn turns to Krikor, her face pale. "Whatever

we do, we

can't turn her over to the people," her eyes go flat, "here.

We would do

better to kill her ourselves; it would be far more merciful."

He glances at Merinn and holds up a hand to tell her to stop.

"I've> > thought of that. Had we already been in jump when she was discovered..."

he lets his voice trail off. "I asked you a question."

The young woman says, "I am carrying the Meadows heir."

Having finished his own plate, Bart leans forward and takes a biscuit off the captives plate. He leans back in his seat, winks at the mouse, and says, "Sure don't eat like it's for two," before popping the last biscuit in sight into his mouth.

Paris gave Bart a small, warm upturning of her lips, acknowledgement of the compliment but otherwise says nothing, awaiting the captain's decision and words.

Earl F Hampton (Player) wrote:

Having finished his own plate, Bart leans forward and takes a biscuit off the captives plate. He leans back in his seat, winks at the mouse, and says, "Sure don't eat like it's for two," before popping the last biscuit in sight into his mouth.

OOC: Earl, you might not have meant it the way I read it, but I read that Bart handcuffed the girl to the chair she is sitting in, so unless she uses the "no hands pie eating contest" method she's not going to be eating anything from that plate...no free hands. At the time, I thought it was pretty cruel of Bart to put a plate of food in front of a hungry woman after handcuffing her, but hey, that wasn't my call. :)

Eris Akus Moby

"Uncle Edwin, making an example of him with the public execution." says the young woman, "That bastard Allred, and his proctors, have already disappeared almost all my family...quietly."

The mention of the proctors bring Quirt, and what it would be like to be in *his* hands to Merinn's mind.

"I've been on the run for 10 days, heard on the wind that this ship was bouncing over to Parlek. My friends here took a *big* risk getting me here. I don't want to hurt anyone. I just want, I just *have* to, live." she says then adds quickly, "We'd be safe there, I've got friends there. They would take care of us. If I could just get there."

"Look, if it's money?" after drawing a deep breath she says, "My friends in Parlek have money, they can pay you to get us there...." it looks like she wants to plead with you, but pride is stopping her.

"Captain," Merinn turns to Krikor, her face pale. "Whatever we

do, we can't

turn her over to the people," her eyes go flat, "here. We would

do better

to kill her ourselves; it would be far more merciful."

He glances at Merinn and holds up a hand to tell her to stop.

"I've thought

of that. Had we already been in jump when she was

discovered..." he lets

his voice trail off. "I asked you a question."

The young woman says, "I am carrying the Meadows heir."

Paris appears relatively unimpressed with this admission...and but fully understands why the woman is now center-stage on the political realities of death row.

"Look, if it's money?" after drawing a deep breath she says, "My friends in Parlek have money, they can pay you to get us there...." it looks like she wants to plead with you, but pride is stopping her.

"Captain," Merinn turns to Krikor, her face pale. "Whatever we do,

we

can't turn her over to the people," her eyes go flat, "here. We

would do

better to kill her ourselves; it would be far more merciful."

He glances at Merinn and holds up a hand to tell her to stop. "I've thought of that. Had we already been in jump when she was

discovered..."

he lets his voice trail off. "I asked you a question."

The young woman says, "I am carrying the Meadows heir."

Having finished his own plate, Bart leans forward and takes a biscuit

off the

captives plate. He leans back in his seat, winks at the mouse, and says, "Sure don't eat like it's for two," before popping the last biscuit in sight into his mouth.

Paris gave Bart a small, warm upturning of her lips, acknowledgement of the compliment but otherwise says nothing, awaiting the captain's decision and words.

"Meadows Heir." Nod. Its a statement, not a question. "Were you a numbered, accounted for part of the stevadore group that came aboard or were you smuggled into that group too? Will *that* group of sloth dung be missing you, in other words?"

He waits for an answer to better know what might be coming. He needs to talk to Percy offline about the ramifications of getting involved in local politics...

"Isaac, good job this morning. Can you please verify Ms Meadows claim? At least as far as actually being with child?

"Bart? Stay with our, er, guest. But I'd like to know how we got penetrated so easily, and have your recommendations to see it don't happen again.

"Des, help Bart with his recommendations. Oh, did the yards do a good job of cleaning out the vent-tubes before we took over?"

He looks over at Merinn. "We've got a lift window at 1430, by the way, inbound Parlek. Make sure we don't miss the window.

"Paris, after we're done here, get a hold of Dr. Solaski, and ask him about delivery schedules and such. We can either take the ship there on the way, or we can just rent an air/raft and deliver his cargo. Need to see what he recommends, what his location can support. Might not be able to bring the ship in over there. Let me know your recommendations. Then start on getting a line on buyers for our cargo.

"I'm going to do a bit more research on this here world, and on Dibpo Island in particular. I think we can carry a passenger to Parlek with us, but keep me apprised of any developments. Oh, and I dislike orange jumpsuits... Questions?"

Mstislav Ctvrtznadzeh Captain Krikor

He looks over at Merinn. "We've got a lift window at 1430, by the way, inbound Parlek. Make sure we don't miss the window."

The redhead nods choppily. "We're ready to lift. There's... um... another problem. Someone has attached a device, a black box, to one of the grav modules. Des found it in one of the ventilation ducts. We don't know what it is, or what it does."

JR

----- Original Message ----- From: "Joseph Roberts (Player)"

He looks over at Merinn. "We've got a lift window at 1430, by the way, inbound Parlek. Make sure we don't miss the window."

The redhead nods choppily. "We're ready to lift. There's... um... another problem. Someone has attached a device, a black box, to one of the grav modules. Des found it in one of the ventilation ducts. We don't know what it is, or what it does."

Des frowns, and gives a sidelong glance at the ships security monitors in this room. "Is probably just imagination."

Des

----- Original Message ----- From: "Greg S (Player)"

"Bart? Stay with our, er, guest. But I'd like to know how we got penetrated so easily, and have your recommendations to see it don't happen again.

"Des, help Bart with his recommendations. Oh, did the yards do a good job of cleaning out the vent-tubes before we took over?"

Des nods, "Yes sir. I know how was done, we gots something else to talk about as well. But later and not here."

Des

"Bart? Stay with our, er, guest. But I'd like to know how we got penetrated so easily, and have your recommendations to see it don't

happen

again.

"Des, help Bart with his recommendations. Oh, did the yards do a good

job

of cleaning out the vent-tubes before we took over?"

Des nods, "Yes sir. I know how was done, we gots something else to talk about as well. But later and not here."

"Again, roger that. Take a turn round the ship?"

"Krikor

The Count, MonteCristo@hotmail.com

----- Original Message ----- From: "Greg S (Player)"

Des nods, "Yes sir. I know how was done, we gots something else to talk about as well. But later and not here."

"Again, roger that. Take a turn round the ship?"

"Next port," she says with a smirk, "I know more then."

Des

On May 16, 2008, at 7:32 AM, Greg S (Player) wrote:

He waits for an answer to better know what might be coming. He needs to talk to Percy offline about the ramifications of getting involved in local politics...

"Isaac, good job this morning. Can you please verify Ms Meadows claim? At least as far as actually being with child?

Issac takes a drag off his coffee. He motions the handcuffs and says to Bart "I don't need her to drag the chair into Sick bay. I don't think she's going to run anywhere or raise a fuss. I handled angry, hurt, battle fatigued marines during the war I can handle a scared kid."

When Bart uncuffs here he says, "This way, young lady."

GM call, what does Issac know about cold berths and pregnancy? I

have an idea....;->

On Friday 16 May 2008 11:34:38 am Bruce Johnson (Player) wrote:

On May 16, 2008, at 7:32 AM, Greg S (Player) wrote:

He waits for an answer to better know what might be coming. He needs to talk to Percy offline about the ramifications of getting involved in local politics...

"Isaac, good job this morning. Can you please verify Ms Meadows claim? At least as far as actually being with child?

Issac takes a drag off his coffee. He motions the handcuffs and says to Bart "I don't need her to drag the chair into Sick bay. I don't think she's going to run anywhere or raise a fuss. I handled angry, hurt, battle fatigued marines during the war I can handle a scared kid."

Bart uncuffs her.

When Bart uncuffs here he says, "This way, young lady."

As he heads to sickbay with the Doc and guest he says over his shoulder, "Mouse, if you'll bring us some cloths, we'll get her cleaned up."

GM call, what does Issac know about cold berths and pregnancy? I

have an idea....;->

Once in sickbay, Bart takes a seat by the door and waits.