87671, *Rohan Ambrai 
: ((*Waves to Calli*)) 
87671, *Rohan Ambrai 
: ((Er.. and that is?)) 
d2b24, *Angelique Coltar 
: *Keeps her gaze lowered.* I'm not that inexperienced, you know. The Navy runs in my blood. 
1023a, *Dr. Julian DeFloyé 
: (( *is eyeing her TV, speechless* ... How?! )) 
e056a, *Leigh Prefect: ((*mutters at her connection*)) 
c0960, *Mystra 
: *stares at him coldly* Them?  No, you're wrong, he's... *tilts her head at him*  You knew him as Qui! *laughs suddenly, actually laughs.. but mirthlessly, maniacally* 
09ab1, Tenchi: (9Julian: hockey game?  anyone watching the leaf game?)) 
1df63, *Gerade Irrsinnig 
: Yes yes I know, sister of Fleet Admiral Shane Coltar. So you'll be replacing Red 8 (the character wasn't given a name) then? 
e056a, *Leigh Prefect: *Pours out a mug of Jitera and hands it to Julian* 
1023a, *Dr. Julian DeFloyé 
: (( *is watching the Leaf game. Is proudly Canadian* )) 
87671, *Rohan Ambrai 
: *He takes a step forward, determined to stop this woman from harming herself... or letting the other figure have a try* Yes... and I haven't seen him in some time. 
e056a, *Leigh Prefect: ((Tench~*hiss*)) 
d2b24, *Angelique Coltar 
: I suppose so. 
609d3, 'Knees: Gack.. what's the color chart? 
1df63, *Gerade Irrsinnig 
: ((Hmmm....)) 
e056a, *Leigh Prefect: ((*wonders where the other "i" went*)) 
09ab1, Tenchi: ((Julian: looks like theres two leafs against a devil in here eh?)) 
1023a, *Dr. Julian DeFloyé 
: Thank you. What do I owe you? *sits himself down on a stool, he takes a gulp from the mug and nods* Hey, not bad. 
c0960, *Mystra 
: *remains precisely where she is as Rohan takes a step forward, an insane smile forming her lips*  That's because he doesn't exist anymore. 
09ab1, Tenchi: ((Leigh: angry? upset that your stanley cup champions are getting smacked around?)) 
1023a, *Dr. Julian DeFloyé 
: (( *isn't "against" Leigh* :P )) 
e056a, *Leigh Prefect: ((*will stand by Brodeur and the Devils despite the fact that they've lost any and all skills in this post-season*)) 
c0960, *Deirdre Malice 
: *Arches a brow at the "honourable" Jedi, sneers slightly, and changes her position in the shadows accordingly, in conjunction with his movements.* 
1df63, *Gerade Irrsinnig 
: ((Haha! Sabres beat Penguins! *victory dance*)) 
e056a, *Leigh Prefect: ((That's what I'm mad about...that they suck atm.)) 
1023a, *Dr. Julian DeFloyé 
: (( Shush, Tenchi. Good sportsmanship doesn't just apply on the field or the ice. )) 
1df63, *Gerade Irrsinnig 
: ((It doesn't matter, Colorado will win the Cup again)) 
e056a, *Leigh Prefect: ((And, erm...if you look at it, the Leafs are getting smacked around physically.  They've just got two goals up.)) 
87671, *Rohan Ambrai 
: Of course... that must be it *Waves his hand in dismissal* So, what are you looking for? 
d2b24, *Angelique Coltar 
: ((*cowers*)) 
1023a, *Dr. Julian DeFloyé 
: (( Colardo blows goats. *would love to see them lose* Die, Roy. )) 
a6f9b, Anastasi: *Ana pushes open the door, stepping inside and letting the door close behind her.  She lingers in the entry as her eyes adjust to the dim lighting, before stepping into the room, glancing around tentively.* 
e056a, *Leigh Prefect: Aw, nothing.  I'm feeling quite giving tonight.  *smiles briefly* 
1023a, *Dr. Julian DeFloyé 
: (( Er.. Colorado. )) 
0cef2, *Dalris 
: ((*ponders*)) 
e056a, *Leigh Prefect: ((*snickers* Dun even get me started on Roy..)) 
1023a, *Dr. Julian DeFloyé 
: *shakes his head* No, no.. That simply can't be. I'll have to bore you with my company if you won't let me pay. 
87671, *Rohan Ambrai 
: ((*Eyes Dalris*)) 
09ab1, Tenchi: ((Leigh: not really.. the devils aren't really hitting that much ahrder, they've bene playing all out physically all series)) 
c0960, *Mystra 
: *gives him a withering look* I'm looking for Qui.  Otherwise known as Angel.  The Angel of Death. 
1df63, *Gerade Irrsinnig 
: ((Die Canada)) 
c0960, *Deirdre Malice 
: *Checks the rounds on her hold-out and mentally yawns, allowing the dramatics to go unchecked, since she has nothing better to do* 
e056a, *Leigh Prefect: ((No..?  The first ten minutes of the game should've shown you otherwise.  But hitting harder...wasn't that taken care of by Domi?)) 
09ab1, Tenchi: ((Good to know the stupid american trailor trash (Gerade) are represented)) 
1df63, *Gerade Irrsinnig 
: {nods} Probably...do you know anything about those new ships that were picked up a few days ago? 
1023a, *Dr. Julian DeFloyé 
: (( *looks awfully ashamed at the mention of Domi and bursts into tears* I'm sorry! It's not my fault! *runs away* )) 
e056a, *Leigh Prefect: I'm not easily bored... *laughs* But I wouldn't mind the company. 
e056a, *Leigh Prefect: ((*hugs Ver* I know.)) 
a6f9b, Anastasi: *She smiles when she spots Julian and heads over in his direction, leaning on the bar next to him.* Hello... 
09ab1, Tenchi: ((Leigh: that one hit was dirty, teh rest of his hits were hard but clean, just like most of stevens'  If domi had just checked him, it would have been like stevens hit with 11.8 seconds left, but he used an elbow)) 
1023a, *Dr. Julian DeFloyé 
: Well, then you've got it. *grins again, holding out a hand* Julian DeFloyé... My friends call me Julie. *pause* Yeah, I got beaten up a lot as a kid. *nods* 
87671, *Rohan Ambrai 
: *He gestures around the room* He's obviously not here 
d2b24, *Angelique Coltar 
: The V-Wings? Yes, I... *Remembers a conversation from yesterday, and decides it best not to seem like she's bragging.* ...I know a little. 
e056a, *Leigh Prefect: ((...To the face.  It was low...cheap kind-of-low.)) 
c0960, *Mystra 
: *hisses* I know that! 
1df63, *Gerade Irrsinnig 
: What do you know? All I know is they are really good versus those damn bugs. 
0cef2, *Senator Drax Milamber 
: ((Hmmm)) 
c0960, *Deirdre Malice 
: *Arches an amused brow at the Jedi's response, and prevents herself from chuckling coldly.  Barely.* 
09ab1, Tenchi: ((leigh: no argument here, bad move, was it completely un-warranted, hell no, should it have happened, of course not.)) 
e056a, *Leigh Prefect: Well, Julian...The name's Leigh Prefect.  *shakes his hand* Nice to meet you. 
a6f9b, Anastasi: *She glances at Mystra with a slight frown. That woman looks entirely insane. She shifts a bit uncomfortably, then looks back to Julian.* 
d2b24, *Angelique Coltar 
: ((*blinks at V* *could always bring her Bothan Senator to randomly yell at Drax, if V wanted*)) 
e056a, *Leigh Prefect: ((*murmurs and falls in love with Sykky*)) 
1023a, *Dr. Julian DeFloyé 
: Lovely to meet you too. *turns, hearing a familiar voice* Ana! Hey there, gorgeous. *gives her a wink and a laugh* Haven't seen you in a bit, how are you? *turns back to Leigh* Get my friend here something too, but I insist on paying for this one. 
c0960, *Mystra 
: *is entirely insane... more or less* 
e056a, *Leigh Prefect: ((*could always bring in her hapan senator just to piss drax off*)) 
87671, *Rohan Ambrai 
: *He takes another step forward* Then why look for him in here? A person so closely tied with the imperials would not be skulking around in... in such a place as this* 
e056a, *Leigh Prefect: *Glances up to Anastasi* What'd you like? 
1df63, *Gerade Irrsinnig 
: ((*could always just insult the senator and get thrown out of the new republic*)) 
NICK: Knees changed nick to Nadine
c0960, *Mystra 
: *coldly* Oh no? How do you think we met? Hm? 
d2b24, *Angelique Coltar 
: *Quietly.* I know that it's not good to discuss such things in... here. *Gestures toward the center of the cantina.* 
609d3, *Nadine: ((Test)) 
a6f9b, Anastasi: I've been well.  Enigma's been keeping me rather busy... *Neglects to mention the fact that she was hesitant to come back to the 'tina.* 
1df63, *Gerade Irrsinnig 
: ((Robin Williams has set a new jeopardy record by buzzing in 2000 times and never answering a question)) 
c0960, *Deirdre Malice 
: *She scowls darkly, narrowing her eyes to cold slits on Ambrai, with a small feeling that that comment was a pointed one* 
a6f9b, Anastasi: Oh... *Looks at Leigh with a bit of a nervous smile* A tea, please. 
87671, *Rohan Ambrai 
: How long have you been looking for him, then? 
1df63, *Gerade Irrsinnig 
: {nods} Yes, you're right about that.....{switches topic} Want a drink? 
609d3, *Nadine: ((Gack... *has to look for a picture now*)) 
09ab1, Tenchi: ((Gone to watch game)) 
c0960, *Mystra 
: *growls* Long enough. What's it to you? 
e056a, *Leigh Prefect: *Nods, then reaches below the bar for a tea cup, spins around and pours the tea* 
0cef2, *Senator Drax Milamber 
: ((fs. this is my only real char)) *Steps through the entrance slowly, dressed in a pristine. white, militarist "suit". His blue eyes gaze across the denzions as he decends the few steps with an obious nobles grace* 
d2b24, *Angelique Coltar 
: Sure... Thank you. *Peers behind the bar suspiciously.* Is there anything relatively safe in this bar? *Frowns just a bit.* 
87671, *Rohan Ambrai 
: *He folds his arms across his chest, his hands hidden in the folds of his cloak* You did ask me about him 
1023a, *Dr. Julian DeFloyé 
: Wonderful. *smiles genuinely and pats the stool beside him* Wanna humour me and sit down? 
1df63, *Gerade Irrsinnig 
: I'm pretty sure the drinks are safe...I don't think the bartender would like his paying customers dieing. 
e056a, *Leigh Prefect: *Sets the cup down on the bar and pushes it forward...fishes through her apron for a five credchit and sets it aside for Julian and Ana's drinks* 
c0960, *Mystra 
: I didn't ask to be questioned in return. I merely asked if you'd seen him. 
e056a, *Leigh Prefect: *Glances quickly at Gerade* 
d2b24, *Angelique Coltar 
: ((*waits to see if V wants her to bring the Bothan Senator or not*)) No, I mean safe as in...drinkable. *Shrugs, unable to phrase it any better.* 
c0960, *Deirdre Malice 
: *She takes quick note of all the New Republic types that seem to be filling the place, and considers taking matters into her own hands* 
a6f9b, Anastasi: Oh... Of course. *She perches herself on the stool, and smiles at Leigh gratefully* Thank you... *To Julian* You've been well? 
87671, *Rohan Ambrai 
: And I answered you. Perhaps you want to know something more, or is there another reason you have been talking to me for these past few minutes? *He glances again at the other person* 
1df63, *Gerade Irrsinnig 
: It's all drinkable, I presume...{nods to the bartender who happens to be Leigh} Ask her, she probably knows 
0cef2, *Senator Drax Milamber 
: *The current project manager of the V-Wings walks slowly towards the bar, keeping an air of dignity around him regardless to his relative young age - for a senator* 
1023a, *Dr. Julian DeFloyé 
: *spots Leigh and holds back a smile. Casually, he pulls out 20 credits, setting them on the bar* Your tip. *winks and turns back to Anastasi* Oh, yes. Good as always. What with 'Nigma out of the hospital, I don't have to worry about any nurses being assaulted with bed pans. 
e056a, *Leigh Prefect: *Turns her gaze on Angelique, scrunches her nose a bit, then levels her gaze* Don't question the drinks around here.  I don't work that way. 
c0960, *Mystra 
: *tsks* Stop trying to patronize me!  I've been answering your questions, nothing more, nothing less.  *glares at him coldly, her fingers twitching as though she longs to a) strike him b) stab him or c) drive her fist into the bar or similar* 
1df63, *Gerade Irrsinnig 
: ((B, Misty! B!)) 
e056a, *Leigh Prefect: *Smiles lightly to Julian, but leaves it aside* 
d2b24, *Angelique Coltar 
: *Smiles uneasily at the bartender.* I'm sorry. I didn't mean.. It's just that, well, the reputation of this places isn't that great... 
c0960, *Deirdre Malice 
: *Continues to observe in silence* 
c0960, *Mystra 
: ((*pats Justin*)) 
1df63, *Gerade Irrsinnig 
: {looks at his chrono} Ah..I have to go...{pulls out enough credits for Angelique to pay for a drink and places it infront of her} We'll talk later 
1df63, *Gerade Irrsinnig 
: ((*patted*)) 
87671, *Rohan Ambrai 
: My questions have been nothing more than queries to help me give you a better answer. *His voice drops* Now, what do you intend to do? 
1df63, *Gerade Irrsinnig 
: {just sorta goes} 
e056a, *Leigh Prefect: That was while Wuher was taking care of everything...What'd you like? *glances towards the door* 
a6f9b, Anastasi: *She hides her amused smile behind her hand* I'm sure Enigma wouldn't do something like that... 
EXIT: Gerade Irrsinnig has left the chat ( Run away train, never coming back ).
d2b24, *Angelique Coltar 
: Good evening... *Waves to Gerade as he leaves.* 
d2b24, *Angelique Coltar 
: What would you.. recommend? 
c0960, *Mystra 
: *she ends up choosing d) and clenches her hands into tight fists as she grits her teeth* Find him. 
1023a, *Dr. Julian DeFloyé 
: *scoffs* She did do it. She doesn't like nurses. However, she didn't mean to hurt them, and she didn't. Just chased them away. 
c0960, *Deirdre Malice 
: I think not. *She hisses out under her breath, far below any normal hearing, smiling grimly.... and watches* 
c0960, *Deirdre Malice 
: ((any normal range of hearing)) 
e056a, *Leigh Prefect: Something new...spicy, yet sweet.  It's called Jitera...Non alcoholic, too.. 
87671, *Rohan Ambrai 
: *He nods slowly* I'll let you know if I hear of him. But now you have a choice - continue on searching, or take heed of the person who's been watching you since you entered and keep your head low. 
a6f9b, Anastasi: *She takes a sip of her drink* Well... I wouldn't be happy, being in the hospital either... 
1023a, *Dr. Julian DeFloyé 
: (( Ha! *so knew the winning-ness wouldn't last* )) 
c0960, *Mystra 
: *eyes him* What person? *casts a quick glance around, seeing nothing out of the ordinary* 
1023a, *Dr. Julian DeFloyé 
: *tries to look crestfallen* Even with a doctor like me around? 
e056a, *Leigh Prefect: ((Are you trying to make me feel better, Ver?)) 
87671, *Rohan Ambrai 
: *He steps forward quickly* Don't turn around, damn it! 
d2b24, *Angelique Coltar 
: Oh. That's what I'll have, then. *Smiles again, and pushes the creds that Gerade left across the bar (and magically, they're exactly enough to pay for the drink)* 
a6f9b, Anastasi: Well, that would certainly make it more enjoyable. But... 
1023a, *Dr. Julian DeFloyé 
: (( No, but I'd rather be smug in the fact that I was right about us getting our asses kicked, then being dissapointed. )) 
c0960, *Deirdre Malice 
: *She gives an almost imperceptable shake of her head and allows her gaze to move over the room, watching the other patrons* 
0cef2, *Senator Drax Milamber 
: *Is poop so goes to exit* 
1023a, *Dr. Julian DeFloyé 
: *chuckles* Don't worry about it, I understand. But it's still better than going to the dentist. 
1023a, *Dr. Julian DeFloyé 
: (( *is an anti-dentite* )) 
e056a, *Leigh Prefect: *Grabs a mug, sets it in front of Angelique, then pours some Jitera* Enjoy.. *pockets the money* 
c0960, *Mystra 
: *as Rohan steps forward a bit too quickly for her tastes, she flicks her wrist and into her palm her assassin's blade reappears, but she doesn't strike with it, just holds it in such a way that it is clearly visible*  Don't you think I can't take care of myself? 
e056a, *Leigh Prefect: ((Ver~Oh.  Alright.)) 
a6f9b, Anastasi: *She smiles in amusement* Of course. 
87671, *Rohan Ambrai 
: *Something passes his face, perhaps pain, but it's gone before it can be identified* That's not the point... 
d2b24, *Angelique Coltar 
: Thank you. *Lifts the mug carefully, peering into it. Slowly takes a sip, and is actually pleasantly surprised.* Not bad... 
1023a, *Dr. Julian DeFloyé 
: But how is everything, honestly? Working out all right? Because I'd be glad to help if there's any way I can. *bringing his mug to his lips again, he takes another swig* 
c0960, *Mystra 
: Then enlighten me. What is the point? 
c0960, *Deirdre Malice 
: *Amused* 
1023a, *Dr. Julian DeFloyé 
: But how is everything, honestly? Working out all right? Because I'd be glad to help if there's any way I can. *bringing his mug to his lips again, he takes another swig* 
e056a, *Leigh Prefect: *drops her head a moment and rubs her temples* 
87671, *Rohan Ambrai 
: *He urges her* Leave. Now. 
c0960, *Mystra 
: *glares at him, her blade disappearing once more with a mere flick of her wrist* Lucky for you, I was just about to. 
1023a, *Dr. Julian DeFloyé 
: *spotting what seems to be exhaustion or exasperation, he glances to Leigh* Long shift? 
d2b24, *Angelique Coltar 
: *Sips her drink, shifting in her seat lightly.* ((Err.. *now has nothing for Angelique to do*)) 
a6f9b, Anastasi: Oh, no. Everything is working out wonderfully. I've been helping Enigma with her medicines.  I've learned a lot, but there's still so much I don't know yet... 
87671, *Rohan Ambrai 
: *His eyes narrow for a moment* I mean you no harm... 
e056a, *Leigh Prefect: It will be. *Watches the chrono a moment, then nods to Julian* 
c0960, *Mystra 
: *allows for a smug, cold smirk as she takes a step back from him*  That's never stopped me before. *she then turns and moves toward the main door* 
1023a, *Dr. Julian DeFloyé 
: I can relate.. *nods to Leigh in return, before answering Anastasi* Glad to hear it. She's a good kid. But don't let her turn you against jell-o. 
87671, *Rohan Ambrai 
: *He watches her go, then turns a calm look on the other figure* 
e056a, *Leigh Prefect: *climbs onto the stool behind the bar, leaning back slowly* 
c0960, *Deirdre Malice 
: *Noting that Mystra seems to be making her departure, she moves silently through the shadows, nothing more than a blur, heading toward the rear exit* 
a6f9b, Anastasi: *She frowns in confusion* Jello? 
c0960, *Mystra 
: -=clearly GONE=- 
c0960, *Deirdre Malice 
: *She tosses a cold smile at Rohan, but does not halt her steps* 
JOIN: Get a Name has entered.
1023a, *Dr. Julian DeFloyé 
: *a pause and a shocked expression* You don't know what jell-o is? 
1023a, *Dr. Julian DeFloyé 
: (( *could actually go for some Jell-o* Damn... )) 
a6f9b, Anastasi: *She shakes her head slowly.* 
87671, *Rohan Ambrai 
: *He moves quickly and smoothly to the place of Mystra's exit and stands there, watching her come closer* 
d2b24, *Angelique Coltar 
: *Sits, and sips her drink, and waits, and.. yeah.* 
b94fa, Get a Name: excellent .. nifty pic 
c0960, *Deirdre Malice 
: *Nonplussed, she changes her direction to head for the other door, determined not to be stopped* 
c0960, *Wildfire: *was going to do something with this handle, but for--oh yeah* 
1023a, *Dr. Julian DeFloyé 
: Well, somehow I doubt this fine establishment carries jell-o, but I'll make sure to treat you to some in the near future. *grins and takes a moment to glance around the room... Spotting Angelique, he smiles. Just cuz he's a nice guy* 
87671, *Rohan Ambrai 
: *His hand moves slightly, and his face increases into a frown of concentration. The door slams shut in front of her* 
c0960, *Deirdre Malice 
: *Draws out her comlink and speaks silently into it for several minutes, before turning and settling her gaze upon Rohan* It would be wise not to stop me, Jedi. *Her voice is a soft, cold hiss* 
87671, *Rohan Ambrai 
: ((er, creases, not increases)) 
c0960, *Wildfire: pic 
a6f9b, Anastasi: *She smiles with delight* I would appreciate it. One good thing about coming here, I've been able to try all kinds of new things. 
b94fa, Get a Name: *puts on a blue note compilation .. taps foot* 
d2b24, *Angelique Coltar 
: ((*randomly plays with Angelique's profile*)) 
87671, *Rohan Ambrai 
: *Across the room, he opens his mind to the Force and sends her a message* ~~~I don't have to stop you. Just stall you~~~ 
c0960, *Deirdre Malice 
: I'm afraid that you cannot stall me either.  And you have no call to do so.  I mean the woman no harm, if that is your concern. 
c0960, *Misty 
: Uh. *eyes GaN* 
JOIN: B has entered.
b94fa, Get a Name: Wha ? I'm sketching a listening to Blues 
1023a, *Dr. Julian DeFloyé 
: Be careful, though... There's a lot to "try" around here that shouldn't be tried. *furrows his brow for a moment* (( *smiled at Angelique* Hmph. )) 
c0960, *Misty 
: *faint smile* Oh. 
d2b24, *Angelique Coltar 
: ((You did? Sorry Ronnie! *is distracted*)) *Returns Julian's smile, somewhat uneasily.* 
ce9eb, B: hmmm 
b94fa, Get a Name: *Fugitive was on Telly tonight* Top Film 
c0960, *Misty 
: *waves to B* 
JOIN: Shayla Anderson has entered.
a6f9b, Anastasi: Oh, I have been careful. Some of the things I've seen... *She shudders slightly* I have no wish to try. 
b6228, Shayla Anderson: ((*peeks*)) 
87671, *Rohan Ambrai 
: ~~~Then why follow her? You are no well wisher, someone concerned for her well being~~~ 
c0960, *Misty 
: *loves The Fugative* 
87671, *Rohan Ambrai 
: ((*Eyes GaN* You live in the UK? 
87671, *Rohan Ambrai 
: ((*Eyes GaN* You live in the UK?)) 
1023a, *Dr. Julian DeFloyé 
: (( *randomly notes that Anastasi and Angelique could be good friends... What with both being young, shy-type girls in a new place* )) 
87671, *Rohan Ambrai 
: ((*Eyes the double post*)) 
b6228, Shayla Anderson: ((whoa! did I miss something? Since when is there another Coltar?)) 
b94fa, Get a Name: *pats Rohan* Yup . You southern git 
c0960, *Deirdre Malice 
: Am I not?  I've been assigned to watch her. 
87671, *Rohan Ambrai 
: *His eyes narrow a little* ~~~For what purpose?~~~ 
1023a, *Dr. Julian DeFloyé 
: Good. Stay clear of that stuff and you'll be fine. And with friends like you've got, how could you not do fine? *grins* 
87671, *Rohan Ambrai 
: ((*Grins* That's me alright, hehe)) 
ce9eb, B: *wasn't crazy about the Fugitive, too much drama...Waves to Misty* 
c0960, *Deirdre Malice 
: *She shrugs* To ensure no harm comes to her, and to ensure she does no harm. 
a6f9b, Anastasi: ((*Giggles@Ronny*)) 
d2b24, *Angelique Coltar 
: ((*giggles* Angelique is Shane's brother. *pats Shayla*)) 
b94fa, Get a Name: [burns]Excellent[/burns] 
87671, *Rohan Ambrai 
: *He ponders a moment, then with a smooth gesture with his hand the door opens again* 
b6228, Shayla Anderson: ((sheez... and I thought one was enough...)) 
JOIN: Get a Name has entered.
29415, Get a Name: *LOL@GaN* 
b94fa, Get a Name: Oh .. I nearly got blown to bits today :) 
87671, *Rohan Ambrai 
: ((*Eyes his last post and sighs*)) 
b6228, Shayla Anderson: *sticks her head around the doorframe and grins as she spots a person* 
87671, *Rohan Ambrai 
: ((<Murray>Bwa-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha!</Murray>)) 
a6f9b, Anastasi: *She smiles brightly and nods, after taking another sip of her drink* Of course. You and Enigma have both been a great help.  I really don't know what I would have done if I hadn't met Enigma... 
609d3, *Nadine 
: ((*ponders if this piccy is pretty... also ponders bringing Natasha in... *looks towards Hypers thoughtfully*)) 
c0960, *Deirdre Malice 
: *Offers a cruel smirk*  The Directorate thanks you for your co-operation in this matter. *She then turns and once more heads for the door* 
JOIN: Get a Name has entered.
29415, Get a Name: [Marge]hmmm..I don't think that's such a good idea...[/Marge] 
b6228, Shayla Anderson: ((*looked towards*)) 
d2b24, *Angelique Coltar 
: *Sips her drink, and.. yeah.. Distracted.* 
b6228, Shayla Anderson: *steps through the door and assumes her sexiest pose, one hand resting gently on her him which is jutting forward to show off as much leg as possible* 
c0960, *Misty 
: *sigh@GaN* See what you started? 
a93a3, *Leigh Prefect: ((*kicks her connection again*)) 
b94fa, Get a Name: [Jim]Bite my not so shiny , not really metal ass[/Jim] 
b94fa, Get a Name: Yes yes . 
ce9eb, B: *wanders off* 
29415, Get a Name: keeheehee..Bender. 
1023a, *Dr. Julian DeFloyé 
: Yeah... She's a wonderful person, regardless of how much she might berate herself. *glances to the door, then does a double-take upon spotting Shayla, mock gasping* Who is that pretty little thing making eyes at me? 
c0960, *Misty 
: Wait a minute. *pause* Blown to bits? 
a6f9b, Anastasi: ((*Blinks in confusion and looks around the room.* Hyper?)) 
87671, *Rohan Ambrai 
: *He stares at her for a moment, then shakes his head slightly. It would do him no good to make more enemies in this place. He sighs and walks back to his table to his untouched glass when he passes near the doctor and the young girl speaking to him. He hears Enigma's name and hesitates for a moment before sitting down at his table, taking a long swallow of the wine* 
a6f9b, Anastasi: ((Shayla=Hyperspace?)) 
a93a3, *Leigh Prefect: *Yawns quietly, drawing a hand over her mouth to cover it* 
c0960, *Deirdre Malice 
: *Exits in pursuit of Mystra, to make sure she doesn't do anything stupid, and to ensure her memory is still quite faulty* 
a6f9b, Anastasi: *She follows Julian's gaze to Shayla, smiling shily at the new comer.  But... How INDECENT of her, showing her leg like that...* 
EXIT: Deirdre Malice has left the chat ( Quit ).
b6228, Shayla Anderson: ((neh!? *blinks* Hyper is me...)) 
b6228, Shayla Anderson: *grins and  licks a finger, applying it to her leg with an exagerated hiss* I think you know who it is... Doctor... 
d2b24, *Angelique Coltar 
: ((*is nearly done with Angelique's profile* *hugs tables*)) 
a6f9b, Anastasi: ((*Pouce-hugs!* Hyper! *Giggles* 'tis Callista.)) 
b6228, Shayla Anderson: ((eep!!!! CALLI!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! *Pouncehuggles back* HI HI HI!)) 
a6f9b, Anastasi: *She flushes slightly at Shayla's behavior, and turns back to her drink.* 
1023a, *Dr. Julian DeFloyé 
: *standing, he extends his arms, awaiting a hug* C'mere, doll. Where've you been? 
a93a3, *Leigh Prefect: *Sighs and waits for an order, twiddling her thumbs all the while* 
a6f9b, Anastasi: ((*Giggles* It's EVER so much wonderful-good to SEE you, Hyper! *G*)) 
609d3, *Natasha Sommers 
: ((La la... *giggle*))  *stepping in a moment after Shay, though staying a good distance away, she peers into the room with smokey eyes; they focus primarily onto the two people she knows, smiling to herself* 
d2b24, *Angelique Coltar 
: *Yeah, is sitting and such..* 
c0960, *Misty 
: *goes to reboot... will brb and meanwhile, thwacks GaN onto AIM* 
5c111, Cariad: *cries* 
b6228, Shayla Anderson: *drops all attempts at sexiness and zooms over to Juli, jumping cheerfully into his arms*  Oh here and there... *casts a rather mischievous glance in Tasha's direction* 
b94fa, Get a Name: jeez 
1023a, *Dr. Julian DeFloyé 
: (( *pushes Angelique and Anastasi together* Maybe I was too subtle with my last comment. Be friends! )) 
b6228, Shayla Anderson: ((WOW! it's been like... a million years!!! *pokes Calli over and over*)) 
a6f9b, Anastasi: *She shifts a bit uncomfortably at Shayla's proximity, even though she KNOWS she must be kind enough... Julian seems to be good friends with her...* 
609d3, *Natasha Sommers 
: *winks briefly at the other woman, moistening her lips before taking a step towards the group* 
JOIN: Kayla Nar has entered.
a6f9b, Anastasi: ((*Shakes her head at Ronny, then EEPS at being poked!* Bad Hyper! *Pokes back* Of course, might be a while since you saw me 'cuz I dropped off the face of the internet. *Whispers* I went into HIDING.*)) 
1023a, *Dr. Julian DeFloyé 
: *Not exactly the weakest guy around, he lifts Shayla, spinning her around and then dipping her, assuming a very Don Juan face and a ridiculous accent* My love.. It has been too long that we have been apart. *breaks into a playful grin and sets Shayla upright again, flashing a smile in Natasha* And hello to you too. 
b6228, Shayla Anderson: ((bleck! *poked back* Hiding!? that sounds like fun! do ye have AIM or like... ICQ? or something?)) 
d2b24, *Angelique Coltar 
: ((*baps Ronnie* No pushing!)) *Glances curiously about the cantina.* 
da539, *Kayla Nar 
: ((*waves*)) 
0cef2, ºV 
: . 
b6228, Shayla Anderson: *puts the back of her hand to her forehead* ah yes... and I mourning all the while... *winks at Tasha* 
1023a, *Dr. Julian DeFloyé 
: (( They must be friends, though! Look, both young, both shy and nervous, both in new places. Come on! )) 
JOIN: Get a Name has entered.
29415, Get a Name: *waves to Mav* 
a6f9b, Anastasi: ((Ummm... Indeed I do. Ronny? you got Hypers on ICQ? Give her my info, wouldda?)) 
0cef2, ºV 
: FS. Shush drunken ppl outside 
87671, *Rohan Ambrai 
: *He stands up quickly and heads for the exit, not even looking behind him as he leaves* 
b6228, Shayla Anderson: ((... ...Coltar's sister... is young... shy... and nervous... now i've seen it...)) 
d2b24, *Angelique Coltar 
: ((*points to Angelique's profile* Look! Look! I must have five tables in there! Okay, fine, maybe only three.. But it's still complicated and pretty!)) 
b94fa, Get a Name: Drunken people = really annoying when your sober 
87671, *Rohan Ambrai 
: ((*Waves g'bye to all*)) 
1023a, *Dr. Julian DeFloyé 
: (( I don't have Hyper on ICQ *shakes her head* I have Hyper on AIM. *nods* )) 
EXIT: Rohan Ambrai has left the chat ( Quit ).
609d3, *Natasha Sommers 
: Hello, Julian.  *grinning as she steps beside Shay, slipping one arm about her waist* 
a93a3, *Leigh Prefect: ((Night Rohan...)) 
a6f9b, Anastasi: *She looks anywhere but at Julian, a bit put out by his behavior. She spots Angelique and smiles a bit shily at her.* 
b6228, Shayla Anderson: ((eh... ICQ= 17302503)) 
JOIN: Misty has entered.
1023a, *Dr. Julian DeFloyé 
: (( Wow, Angelique is tall. *nods* Very pretty, Ria. :) )) 
c0960, *Misty 
: *smacks chat* Stop lagging. 
d2b24, *Angelique Coltar 
: ((*nodnod* Mazzy wanted her to be tall. *shrug*)) 
b6228, Shayla Anderson: *lets go of Julie to latch onto Tasha* ah here we are.. much better... *kisses Tasha gently on her jawline and giggles* 
0cef2, ºV 
: d2b24, *Angelique Coltar : ((*nodnod* Mazzy wanted her to be tall. *shrug*))  <--- Mazz is sick 
1023a, *Dr. Julian DeFloyé 
: Better? Well I never... 
1f4a8, *Dorn Oyran 
: *enters, hair spiked up, wears his normal black clothes and brown jacket with swoop gang insignia on the shoulder, the piercing under his lip reflects the light that touches it* 
d2b24, *Angelique Coltar 
: ((*blinks at V* Erm.. Why?)) 
a93a3, *Leigh Prefect: ((Why's he sick?)) 
JOIN: noname has entered.
0e571, noname: brb 
29415, Get a Name: my father gave me a good word of advice once- "never date a girl taller than you" 
b6228, Shayla Anderson: *grins at Julie* you see? you aren't the most perfect being in the universe... 
609d3, *Natasha Sommers 
: Yes, much... *whispered mostly to Shay as she plants a kiss on the other's earlobe, pulling her rather close* 
b94fa, Get a Name: Don't diss tall chicks :-P 
1023a, *Dr. Julian DeFloyé 
: Can you preform brain surgery? Didn't think so. Hmph. 
5c111, Cariad: ick...*got a bug bite* 
29415, Get a Name: I didn't diss them. 
5c111, Cariad: errr...*refuses to date guys shorter than her* 
1023a, *Dr. Julian DeFloyé 
: (( *blink* Er.. perform. )) 
c0960, *Misty 
: *is short at 5'6* 
b6228, Shayla Anderson: well no... but I gotta girl... and you dont... *shivers slightly at the kiss to her earlobe...* 
1023a, *Dr. Julian DeFloyé 
: (( *is 5'7" and a half* *nods* )) 
0cef2, ºV 
: *is short at 5'6 (roughly)* 
b94fa, Get a Name: Thats OK then 
1f4a8, *Dorn Oyran 
: ((*is about 5'10*)) 
b94fa, Get a Name: *is normal at 6'0* 
5c111, Cariad: errr....I'm 5'4. 
1023a, *Dr. Julian DeFloyé 
: Why would I want a girl? *makes a face and turns back to the bar, lifting his mug and taking a sip* 
a93a3, *Leigh Prefect: ((*is one of the taller ones of her family, at 5'6 or so*)) 
d2b24, *Angelique Coltar 
: ((*is 5'4''* *shrug*)) 
c0960, *Misty 
: *used to have a massive crush on a guy who was shorter than her.. that was fun* 
JOIN: Legnahcra has entered.
5c111, Cariad: *is taller than her big sisters* 
1f4a8, *Dorn Oyran 
: *walks to the bar, half a frown on his face, is pissed but hiding it* 
b6228, Shayla Anderson: i dont know... but that's all the rest of your distasteful sex seems to want... pulls a barstool out for Tasha and bows to her with a grin* 
a6f9b, Anastasi: *She finishes off her tea, and glances around the room again.* 
0cef2, ºV 
: *has a crush on someone roughly same height* 
e8a08, Legnahcra: ((* is 5"7 
e8a08, Legnahcra: )) 
JOIN: Mazzik has entered.
d2b24, *Angelique Coltar 
: ((*frowns unhappily* Noo! *will need to create another table, probably*)) 
0cef2, ºV 
: I bet ppl will come out with ITS MYST!!!111 
5c111, Cariad: *has a crush on a guy who's taller than her..notes that all the guys she crushes on are nearly six foot...but not all..just NEARLY all* 
0cef2, ºV 
: Nazzik 
609d3, *Natasha Sommers 
: Why thank you... *purring softly before takng a seat, grinning at the two* 
d2b24, *Angelique Coltar 
: ((Or not. *keeps tables as they are* *hugs Mazzy!* IC, now! Before Angelique dies of bordeom!)) 
1023a, *Dr. Julian DeFloyé 
: Well, that's them. But I must be running along, it's time to do my rounds. 
e8a08, Legnahcra: *enters quietly, her brown cloak concealing most of her body and face, only her electric blue eyes ares visable* 
5c111, Cariad: *notes she just contradicter herself* 
b94fa, Get a Name: FS , well it can't be V , so i'm upset now :-P 
b94fa, Get a Name: After all the innuendoes , I thought there was something between us 8wails* 
b6228, Shayla Anderson: rounds? *raises a brow in amusement and takes the seat beside Tasha* 
c0960, *Misty 
: *snorts* 
b94fa, Get a Name: *slaps a me somewhere in his second last* 
c0960, *Misty 
: *glares at Jim* Liar. That's it. *stalks off* 
0cef2, ºV 
: Jim - Never met you. It can change :oP 
c29de, *Shane Coltar 
: ((*much hugs for Ria* Oy....okay...after I finish with Stoney)) 
a93a3, *Leigh Prefect: ((*ponders leaving icness*)) 
1023a, *Dr. Julian DeFloyé 
: How long have you known me, Shayla? I'm a doctor.. I have people who need to be checked up on. You know, do my medical magic and all that. 
JOIN: Jekek Kliv has entered.
d2b24, *Angelique Coltar 
: ((Yay.)) *Is meanwhile sitting and waiting, hoping to meet her brother today.* 
b94fa, Get a Name: It can *blinks prettily* I still have hope !!!! Oh FFS Myst , I ... dammit! 
609d3, *Natasha Sommers 
: *absently grabs for Shay's hand, 'twining her fingers with the other's and setting it upon her leg* 
b6228, Shayla Anderson: *grins* mmhmmm.... I'm sure... *licks her lips* 
c0960, *Misty 
: *plainly ignores Jim for being a liar* 
b6228, Shayla Anderson: *smiles fondly at Tasha and squeezes her hand lightly* 
0cef2, ºV 
: LOL. we have to sleep in the same room ffs. 
29415, *Jekek Kliv 
: *steps in, with a slight limp and after fixing up the injuries from his earlier skirmish with Yara...he leans up against the back wall, black cloak enshrouding him in darkness* 
5c111, Cariad: awwwwwwwww....frig...*frowns at herself* 
e8a08, Legnahcra: *moves into the shadows, turning around to see Jekek* 
a6f9b, Anastasi: Goodbye, Julian. Take care. *She smiles at him, and eyes his two "friends" tentively.* 
b94fa, Get a Name: *has V now .. in the same room :-P* 
da539, *Kayla Nar 
: *slips silently through the back entrance... her appearance having gone through a bit of a change change.. she seems older now, having aged unnaturally, and her golden hair is slowly darkening, right now it is at a medium brown, she appears about 12, though she's only been alive 9 years* 
e8a08, Legnahcra: *notices his limp and feels bad that he got hurt by Leon earlier* 
1023a, *Dr. Julian DeFloyé 
: I don't have to take this. *sticks his tongue out at Shayla* I am going somewhere where I'm respected. So there! *leaves and all that* 
c0960, *Misty 
: *glares icily at Jim from wherever it is she stalked to* 
b94fa, Get a Name: *has finished his Wizard pic* Nifty 
609d3, *Natasha Sommers 
: Bye, Julie... *giggles as the man leaves, running her free hand through her hair and turning to look at Shay* 
0cef2, ºV 
: not yet Jim 
b94fa, Get a Name: Awh FFS , make me feel guilty why dont ya 
b6228, Shayla Anderson: *giggles and waves at Julie* bye Sexy! *looks at Anastasi and smiles, holding out her free hand* Hi... I'm Shayla and this is Natasha.  Julie's a long time friend of ours. 
b94fa, Get a Name: yet ... :-P 
c0960, *Misty 
: Well you should ffs. You promised  Goddamn heathen 
1023a, *Ronica 
: *needs to go make dinner.. will BRB* 
d2b24, *Angelique Coltar 
: *Is.. waiting.* 
0cef2, ºV 
: Jim is scarying me... 
a6f9b, Anastasi: *She shakes Shayla's hand* Hello... I'm Anastasi. A pleasure to meet both of you. *She doesn't look entirely convinced that it IS a pleasure.* 
c29de, *Shane Coltar 
: ((*is waiting to be brought to Angel, as Ronnie said*)) 
EXIT: Dorn Oyran has left the chat ( Quit ).
609d3, *Natasha Sommers 
: Well, Shay's known him a lot longer... but... that's just technical.  *giving Anastasi a polite smile* 
b94fa, Get a Name: Christ , now V's scared and Mysts pissed , Jim m'boy , you sure know how to do it 
da539, *Kayla Nar 
: *blinks as she looks at the booth table she usually hides under, then sighs heavily, realizing she won't fit as easily now* *slides into the booth seat instead and stares down in front of her with a forlorn look on her face* 
5c111, Cariad: *still loves Jim* 
60426, ºForexs: link 
d2b24, *Angelique Coltar 
: ((*hugs Jim-y* *also hugs V*)) 
609d3, *Natasha Sommers 
: Well, Shay's known him a lot longer... but... that's just technical.  *giving Anastasi a polite smile* 
c0960, *Misty 
: *isn't pissed, is giving up Jim for good... besides, was, after all, having an affair with V the whole time anyway* 
b6228, Shayla Anderson: *smiles* He seems to like you fairly well... do you come here often? 
b94fa, Get a Name: 's only one angel in this galaxy boy ;) and you don't wanna be near him right now 
0cef2, ºV 
: .....@Misty 
5c111, Cariad: ooooooooo@cay 
b94fa, Get a Name: *pats Ria and Gany* 
b94fa, Get a Name: *is given up for good* B .. b .. b .. nooooooooooooooooooooooooooo , I'm your bad habit !!!! 
d2b24, *Angelique Coltar 
: ((*patted* *purrs lots*)) 
a6f9b, Anastasi: Well... sometimes. I'm rather new here... I've been staying with Enigma... 
1023a, *High Admiral Kalle 
: (( *is back!* )) *entering, she pauses to smooth down her elegant silk blouse. She turns to throw an exasperated glance to the man behind her* Really, Shane... that kind of behaviour. And in public, too. 
c0960, *Misty 
: It's okay, V. Jim will never find out. 
b94fa, Get a Name: 's no workin Cay 
b6228, Shayla Anderson: ((ugh... *needs to get back in her and start RPing her butt of now that school's closing up*)) 
1023a, *High Admiral Kalle 
: (( *really dislikes the way she worded that post. Is disliking her RPing in general tonight.. and this week.. bwah* Take out the second 'she'. )) 
c29de, *Shane Coltar 
: Don't give me that. You know you like it. *dressed in his Navy-General uniform, but not acting as the brash Navy-General...he has just grown to like the threads* 
da539, *Kayla Nar 
: *folds her arms tightly around her and closes her eyes* 
60426, ºForexs: Hrm.. 
609d3, *Natasha Sommers 
: *runs a finger down Shay's arm absently, only half paying attention to the other woman and what she says* 
da539, *Kayla Nar 
: ((*tackle hugs Ver*)) 
b6228, Shayla Anderson: ((....*beats the typo demon into shreds*)) 
d2b24, *Angelique Coltar 
: *Assumes that Kalle and Shane entered the cantina, and not somewhere else. Smiles brightly upon seeing her brother, and stands, waving to him. Is wearing her uniform, and all.* 
b6228, Shayla Anderson: *shivers slightly but keeps smiling, nudging Tasha slightly* Enigma... I've met her actually! A very nice woman... 
e8a08, Legnahcra: *glances at the two new-comers, noting the uniform and abnormally fancy dress apparel* 
a93a3, *Leigh Prefect: ((*is...erm...barely paying attention to the chat anymore* *sighs, exits Leigh and stuff...slips out*)) 
0cef2, ºV 
: Myst - But.... 
c0960, *Misty 
: Ssh, V.  The less anyone knows, the better off we are.... *glances around quickly* 
1023a, *High Admiral Kalle 
: That's irrelevant. Anyway... *turning away from him, she inspects the room... Upon spotting Angelique, she smiles* There she is. 
609d3, *Natasha Sommers 
: *mumbles under her breath with a smile, taking away the finger and allowing her eyes to drift about the room boredly* 
0cef2, ºV 
: *ponders* perhaps its the same height thing that makes us good sex partners 
a6f9b, Anastasi: *She nods* Yes, she is. She's been a wonderful help... 
c0960, *Misty 
: *EG@V* Perhaps 
c0960, *Misty 
: Or it could be that our signs have a mutual fascination with sex. :P 
0cef2, ºV 
: Mine does? I missed that 
60426, 'Cay: Weave a circle round him thrice, And close your eyes with holy dread, For he on honey-dew hath fed, And drunk the milk of Paradise. 
b6228, Shayla Anderson: yes... friends are a handy thing to have... or so I've found out... *nods sagely* 
da539, *Kayla Nar 
: *glances towards Shayla* 
29415, *Jekek Kliv 
: *crosses his arms, glancing to Coltar and the High Admiral with interest....a slight smirk crossing his face as pulls out a small datacard...examining it-he makes no move towards the gathering, however* 
c0960, *Misty 
: Aye, I had a friend who was Saggitarius, and she was rather fond of the.. ahem.. act. 
c29de, *Shane Coltar 
: It's not irrelevant. It's perfectly-... ...*lets his gaze fall onto Angelique, fully uniformed* Bajew.....What are you doing here? *smiles, quite lovingly, but with that worried/panicy smile that is usually flashed by parents* 
a6f9b, Anastasi: I've made so few here so far... *Shrugs a bit uncomfortable.* 
609d3, *Natasha Sommers 
: *with a bored, exaggerated yawn, she rests her head on the other's shoulder, trying very hard to look interested in the conversation* 
e8a08, Legnahcra: *continues to watch Coltar and the High Admiral, curious* 
1023a, *High Admiral Kalle 
: (( *eyes Cay's pic* *wants a Che Guevara t-shirt, which she mentions randomly* )) 
0cef2, ºV 
: oh. well...no comment 
60426, 'Cay: *has..like..6 Che t-shirts..* 
c0960, *Misty 
: It's a different kind of fascination than a Scorpio normally has, though. 
1023a, *High Admiral Kalle 
: (( .... Can I have one? *tries to look endearing* )) 
b94fa, Get a Name: Che guevarra = cast extra from planet of the apes 
60426, 'Cay: *changes pic* Thats me fav.. 
0cef2, ºV 
: how so ? 
      Cay boots Jim
d2b24, *Angelique Coltar 
: *Smiles brightly at her brother.* I've joined the Navy, Shane. I'm going to be in a squadron, and everything. 
a6f9b, Anastasi: I'm sorry... I have to leave... ((DINNER!)) *She heads out the door. GONE* 
1023a, *High Admiral Kalle 
: *resists an 'Awwww' and takes a step back to allow Shane and Angelique to have their little reunion. Leaning back against a table, she smiles* 
EXIT: Anastasi has left the chat ( FOOD. ).
60426, 'Cay: Ha! you wish.. :) 
      Get a Name rubs heiny
1023a, *High Admiral Kalle 
: (( *points to Cay's pic* That's on the t-shirt I want! )) 
c0960, *Misty 
: Erm.. *glances around* I'm not entirely sure. *nodnod* 
b6228, Shayla Anderson: *runs a hand through Tasha's hair, twining a small bit about her finger as the other leaves* do you think we make people uncomfortable? *smiles slightly* 
60426, 'Cay: Hehe, I have that t-shirt. 
0cef2, ºV 
: yes you are..but there are minors in here....pm me it 
c0960, *Misty 
: *would peer at Jim's heiny, but has given him up... so peers at V's instead* 
1023a, *High Admiral Kalle 
: (( Damn you! )) 
609d3, *Natasha Sommers 
: Oh hell... I don't care if we do... *turns her head to kiss the other's cheek* 
c0960, *Misty 
: Oy 
60426, 'Cay: I have it in red. ^_^ 
b94fa, Get a Name: *used to be a minor , but then his canary died and the black coal dust clogged up his lungs* 
MSG: Misty sent a message to V.
0cef2, ºV 
: go go go apods... 
d2b24, *Angelique Coltar 
: ((*has now finally finished Angelique's profile... steps back to admire it* Ooo.. *hugs tables and css*)) 
c29de, *Shane Coltar 
: You...umm...joined the Navy? *smiles* And they put you in a practice squadron? Well...I suppose that's acceptable. *nods, still smiling, gazing at her* 
5c111, Cariad: *just cries* 
0cef2, ºV 
: FFS, No I wont...cmon tell me..pllleeeeaaassssseeeeee....... 
b6228, Shayla Anderson: neither do I... *turns her head so that the kiss falls on her lips* I just feel sorry for the other people sometimes...  *smiles* 
60426, 'Cay: Hasta la victoria, siempre! :) 
c0960, *Misty 
: *baps Jim for the bad pun* 
c0960, *Misty 
: Lies. You will so. 
1023a, *High Admiral Kalle 
: (( Hmph. )) 
d2b24, *Angelique Coltar 
: Red Squadron, actually. Red, like my hair. *Grins childishly, tugging at her hair.* 
29415, *Jekek Kliv 
: ((*squints at the Angelique page*doesn't appear to me it would take any CSS..just HTML.)) 
0cef2, ºV 
: No I wont . I promise. If I do, I have to phone you 
609d3, *Natasha Sommers 
: Why's that... ?  *whispered, keeping her face close* 
60426, 'Cay: Bought in Cuba. 
c0960, *Misty 
: *snorts* You said you'd phone me anyway 
d2b24, *Angelique Coltar 
: ((CSS so I don't have to use the "td bgcolor=blahblah" every time. Just define it once, and there it is. :) )) 
1023a, *High Admiral Kalle 
: (( I suppose that makes it extra-special. )) 
b6228, Shayla Anderson: we must make them extremely uncomfortable sometimes... *whispers in reply, resting her forehead on Tasha's* 
0cef2, ºV 
: I lied obviously ( i forgot actually but i ph33r you also). 
b94fa, Get a Name: *wants cuban cigars* 
29415, *Jekek Kliv 
: ((true.*used CSS for the first TDW page, and hated it...had a terrible time trying to get it to work in both IE and NN*)) 
60426, 'Cay: clearly 
JOIN: Lleld has entered.
c29de, *Shane Coltar 
: Oh....Red Squadron....*nervous smile, then looks back at Kalle....turns his gaze again to Angel* So...you went ahead and jumped right into the action? 
c0960, *Misty 
: *is ph34red* WHAT?! *tsks* 
d2b24, *Angelique Coltar 
: ((*just ignored Netscape, because she dislikes it*)) Sure. I mean, why not? 
JOIN: Fringe Backwater has entered.
1023a, *High Admiral Kalle 
: *notes the nervous smile and the glance in her direction. Hmm...* 
0cef2, ºV 
: Misty - TELL ME FFS 
609d3, *Natasha Sommers 
: *sticks out her tongue for a moment*  They're just not.... up to date on things.  *winks playfully* 
c0960, *Misty 
: *mutters* You did it before ffs. 
29415, *Jekek Kliv 
: ((*LOL*I hate NN.but I'm using it right now cuz IE died on me.but it looks good in NN too-as I looked at the source code and saw you didn't use much CSS.)) 
aebc4, *Fringe Backwater 
: *Strides in silently, a brown cloak covering his lithe form, glances around and notes the Shane and Angelique* 
1023a, *High Admiral Kalle 
: (( *notes that her two main reasons for wanting the t-shirt are 1) it looks cool, and 2) she can make her friends feel dumb, which is simply priceless* )) 
c29de, *Shane Coltar 
: There's no reason....why not....I suppose...but wouldn't you like a little more...I don't know...basic experience before joining Red? 
0cef2, ºV 
: *sighs* *pleads* 
MSG: Misty sent a message to V.
5c111, Cariad: *high fives Kalle* 
b6228, Shayla Anderson: *giggles* you dont think so? 
29415, *Jekek Kliv 
: *eyes Backwater briefly....eyes flashing with vague recognition..although this is not visible to Fringe..as he is deep in shadow* 
d2b24, *Angelique Coltar 
: ((It's okay in Netscape? Really? *amazed*)) Well, um.. They asked me to. *Shrugs simply.* Besides, I can handle it. 
60426, *CayQel-Droma 
: lol 
aebc4, *Fringe Backwater 
: *Walks over to the Coltars, throwing Angelique a salute.* How do you like the squadron thus far? 
0cef2, ºV 
: BWAHAHA anyone want to see what Myst sent me? 
60426, *CayQel-Droma 
: oi 
JOIN: Get a Name has entered.
c0960, *Misty 
: *glares at V* 
1023a, *High Admiral Kalle 
: (( *high fives back* *needs to get down to Queen St. Bets she can find the t-shirt there* )) 
5c111, Cariad: ((*tackle hugs Fringe-ers in a "I'm having a really bad day" way*)) 
a93a3, 'L: *returns cos iMesh is too slow* 
29415, *Jekek Kliv 
: ((why not?tables work in NN.and CSS works ok in NN..but it's a little shaky.)) 
60426, *CayQel-Droma 
: ((*hugs people btw* ))
609d3, *Natasha Sommers 
: Nope... if they were, it wouldn't- *pauses to kiss her briefly*  - scare them so. 
d2b24, *Angelique Coltar 
: *Noticing Fringe's entrance, she smiles, and waves to him casually, before remembering herself and offering a salute.* Oh, I've only met one of the pilots so far.. What's-his-name? *Pauses thoughtfully.* Gerade something. 
JOIN: Jen has entered.
aebc4, *Fringe Backwater 
: ((*Is tackled in a "I'm having a really bad day way"*)) 
c29de, *Shane Coltar 
: ((*raises his hand*)) I don't doubt that you can...it's just that...well...it's Red...*swallows some* But if you say you can handle it... 
0cef2, ºV 
: So you think Im a (s word)? 
60426, *CayQel-Droma 
: ((Stone, not shaky if you know how to use it. ))
b6228, Shayla Anderson: eh well... that's their problem... *kisses her on the nose and smiles* no worry of mine 
d2b24, *Angelique Coltar 
: ((Tables only work in NN if you make sure to put in the </table> command. *nodnod*)) 
1023a, *High Admiral Kalle 
: (( *hugs Cay back* )) *stands there... and stuff* 
60426, *CayQel-Droma 
: ((Of course.. NS is strict. ))
c0960, *Misty 
: *mutters* Oh, why the fk not, you'll just throw it around IM anyway *speaks up* Yes, probably, V. 
67d62, 'Jen: *looks in...just cuz she's got the chance...* 
MSG: Dorn Oyran sent a message to Fringe Backwater.
29415, *Jekek Kliv 
: ((Cay:those <IMG STYLE="position: absolute, etc."> commands I tried to put over on NN turned out to be a disaster.)) 
0cef2, ºV 
: I HAVENT. 
1023a, *High Admiral Kalle 
: (( *checks ESPN randomly* Oh my God. )) 
609d3, *Natasha Sommers 
: Likewise.  *mirrors her smile*  See, I don't even think anyone is paying attention. 
aebc4, *Fringe Backwater 
: *Pauses a moment* Red Three. *Smiles. Turns to Coltar* She has no say in the matter, except on a personal level, I say she can handle it, and you didn't doubt my training abilities when it came to yourself Coltar. 
0cef2, ºV 
: Cay is excluding though from the havent 
a93a3, 'L: 'lo Jen. 
d2b24, *Angelique Coltar 
: I know I can, Shane. 
e8a08, Legnahcra: ((Oh my god! *looks at Fringe* It's been a long time since i've last conversed with you!)) 
0cef2, ºV 
: Myst  oooo....is that good? 
60426, *CayQel-Droma 
: ((Stone, again I say, if you know how to use it. NS is strict. It needs to be correct. ))
c0960, *Misty 
: Hmph. 
b6228, Shayla Anderson: *winks* all the better... *achieves a possitively mischievious look* 
67d62, 'Jen: *hugs L for noticing* 'lo. :) 
c0960, *Misty 
: *hugs for Jen* Lo 
aebc4, *Fringe Backwater 
: ((Um... I don't know you Legnahcra.)) 
c0960, *Misty 
: I don't see why it wouldn't be, V 
a93a3, 'L: *hugs back* 
aebc4, *Fringe Backwater 
: ((Send yours to me Dorn.)) 
1023a, *High Admiral Kalle 
: *observes s'more* 
c29de, *Shane Coltar 
: *looks from Angel to Fringe...tosses a glance back to Kalle, then returns his gaze* I...but....it's Nekkie battle active....*frowns* 
e8a08, Legnahcra: ((you do as Alainkar Rider probably)) 
d2b24, *Angelique Coltar 
: ((*eyes her profile in Netscape* No, eww! Yuck! *kicks it*)) 
609d3, *Natasha Sommers 
: Mmm... *purrs quietly*  ....I know that look.  *arches a brow*  What are you thinking? 
e8a08, Legnahcra: ((last post to Fringey)) 
0cef2, ºV 
: Misty  - Can I have a full explanation of it? 
c29de, *Shane Coltar 
: ((*much hugs for L*)) 
1023a, *High Admiral Kalle 
: *is glanced at, again. Begins to wonder* 
67d62, 'Jen: *hugs Misty back* howdy. 
a93a3, 'L: *murmurs at Cruel Intentions 2* Why does this look crappy already?  And I'm only on chapter 1... 
67d62, 'Jen: *rae@handle w/o a star* er...does this mean the lockdown is off? 
c0960, *Misty 
: A full explanation, ffs? 
b6228, Shayla Anderson: oh just wondering something... *mock thoughtful expression* 
aebc4, *Fringe Backwater 
: *Crosses his arms.* Are we the only battle active squadron? ((Oh! How are you? I have your light saber)) 
a93a3, 'L: *hugs back for Shane...curls up on her throne* 
29415, *Jekek Kliv 
: ((eh?it looks fine, Ria.)) 
0cef2, ºV 
: Yes. I am a n00bie 
609d3, *Natasha Sommers 
: Wondering what?  *giggling softly* 
b6228, Shayla Anderson: are you ticklish? *grins* 
d2b24, *Angelique Coltar 
: ((Yeah, but there's a teeny, tiny difference, which makes it look so much prettier in IE.)) 
c0960, *Misty 
: I can't give a full explanation. 
67d62, 'Jen: *RaE@V and noobie...* uuuh... 
0cef2, ºV 
: Yes you can. Dont lie. 
609d3, *Natasha Sommers 
: Mmm... I'm not telling. 
c29de, *Shane Coltar 
: Well...if by active you mean fully active and equipped...then yes. 
d2b24, *Angelique Coltar 
: *Steps back, just watching her brother and Fringe quietly.* 
d2b24, *Angelique Coltar 
: ((*also, hugs Jen*)) 
c0960, *Misty 
: I can't tell you what I don't know. 
NICK: CayQel-Droma changed nick to Jack Loft
d2b24, *Angelique Coltar 
: ((*notes the lack of Shane's profile* *dislikes this*)) 
b6228, Shayla Anderson: I think that means yes... *gives her an experimental poke in the ribs* 
aebc4, *Fringe Backwater 
: And you wonder why we don't stand a chance. 
67d62, 'Jen: *hugged by?* eg* j/k. *hugs back* 
e8a08, Legnahcra: ((I know, tee hee! I'm pretty good, how about yourself?)) 
c29de, *Shane Coltar 
: ((Bah. I do profiles when I have the chance)) 
609d3, *Natasha Sommers 
: *shrinks back and attempts to look serious*  That didn't tickle at all.  *voice quivering slightly* 
0cef2, ºV 
: You know what it means 
0002f, *Jaradon Rocel 
: *ponders using this character* 
d2b24, *Angelique Coltar 
: ((*eyes the profile list* Why aren't they in alphabetical order anymore? *notes her Angelique profile all the way near the bottom*)) 
aebc4, *Fringe Backwater 
: ((I'm good.)) 
b6228, Shayla Anderson: I think you're lying... you know what that means? *evil grins* 
c29de, *Shane Coltar 
: We stand a perfectly good chance. Oh, and by the way, I want all pilots to start on the V-Wing sims. 
c0960, *Misty 
: Ahem. *shifty eyes* No I dunt 
67d62, 'Jen: *flashes a bright light on the profile of Mazz's face...traces it..* tada!! 
609d3, *Natasha Sommers 
: That means I run around the room looking incredibly insane to get away from you?  *grinning* 
29415, *Jekek Kliv 
: *drifts closer, listening in on Coltar's conversation as he does so, silently wincing with a slight pang of impatience* 
1023a, *High Admiral Kalle 
: *stands around s'more... Oh, is burning up the room with her RPing tonight, that's for sure. Yowza.* 
d2b24, *Angelique Coltar 
: *Returns to her seat at the bar, picking up her mug again. Sips, and continues to watch Fringe and her brother silently.* 
aebc4, *Fringe Backwater 
: That's not good enough Shane. I need at least 12 fully operational V-wings. You don't get a feel for a craft in sims. And I need one more X-wing to replace Red 8, not to mention parts for the remaining eleven. *Smirks.* 
0cef2, ºV 
: Lies! 
c29de, *Shane Coltar 
: We have twenty-two V-Wings, Backwater. You escorted them in, remember? 
0002f, *Jaradon Rocel 
: *enters, wearing his normal attire, save for a rather large blaster at his side, looks around for a moment* 
e8a08, Legnahcra: ((that's good!)) 
MSG: Misty sent a message to V.
1023a, *High Admiral Kalle 
: *eyeing Fringe and Shane for a moment, she walks around them, heading for Angelique. Sitting down beside her, she takes a moment to cross her legs, smoothing out a crease in her pants* He's a bit over-protective, hmm? 
aebc4, *Fringe Backwater 
: Wrong, you have twenty-two, I want them in my hanger. All I've got are eleven beaten X-wings. 
67d62, 'Jen: *blinks@V and Misty....* :( 
c0960, *Misty 
: *notes same rules apply* 
b6228, Shayla Anderson: close... I was thinking... punishment! *leaps forward, tickling with all her might* 
60426, *Jack Loft 
: . 
5c111, Cariad: *hugs her knees to her chest* 
0cef2, ºV 
: wow cool.......ok..i agree..yes 
d2b24, *Angelique Coltar 
: *Smiles softly.* He seems to keep forgetting that I'm not 12 years old anymore. But it's not something I mind too much. 
c0960, *Misty 
: *is clearly the other* *cough* 
609d3, *Natasha Sommers 
: Gah!!  *squirms and giggles, trying to yank away from tickling fingers* 
d2b24, *Angelique Coltar 
: ((*notes that Angelique also needs to get into a relationship with someone that Shane would not approve of* *tries to think*)) 
c29de, *Shane Coltar 
: You're stationed on my ship, you dolt. They share the docking bay with your X-Wings.. 
a93a3, 'L: What a stupid movie... *whimper* 
67d62, 'Jen: *wonders whatever happened to Ria* 
1023a, *High Admiral Kalle 
: Hopefully, he'll behave himself, what with having his impressionable younger sister around. *smiles wryly and gestures to the 'tender for a drink* 
d2b24, *Angelique Coltar 
: ((*is Ria* *blinks at Jen*)) 
29415, *Jekek Kliv 
: *his impatience grows, and he grinds his teeth and taps his foot...but is not being too loud* 
60426, *Jereth Yail 
: ((:Þ ))
0cef2, ºV 
: clearly 
67d62, 'Jen: *knows that...* : D      *had the urge to do that...doesn't know why* 
aebc4, *Fringe Backwater 
: *Smirks. Holds up his hands* Alright. 
60426, *Jereth Yail 
: ((:Þ ))
c0960, *Misty 
: Heh.. 
d2b24, *Angelique Coltar 
: *Shakes her head.* I don't know about that... 
5c111, Cariad: *cries* 
67d62, 'Jen: *peers@Jereth* 
b6228, Shayla Anderson: *keeps her back, tickling and tickling, laughing* you shouldnt lie anymore... 
d2b24, *Angelique Coltar 
: ((Oy. *is tired of thinking... prods Mazzy* Who does Shane not approve of?)) 
aebc4, *Fringe Backwater 
: ((*Raises a hand.*)) 
609d3, *Natasha Sommers 
: I won't, I won't!!!  *almost screaming* 
d2b24, *Angelique Coltar 
: ((*blinks at Fringle's raised hand* Hmm?)) 
1023a, *High Admiral Kalle 
: Well, I can hope. *takes her drink and, after paying for it, sips at the amber liquid* 
c29de, *Shane Coltar 
: ((Shane doesn't approve of the senate.)) 
0002f, *Jaradon Rocel 
: *looks a bit more then spots shane, smirks then slides into a booth with more shadow than light, quickly moves some hair out of his eyes having been long overdue for a hair cut* 
a93a3, 'L: *grabs Fringe's wrist gently* Don't even think about it. 
aebc4, *Fringe Backwater 
: When are you going to fly with us again? ((He doesn't approve of me)) 
60426, *Senator Aerkrs ke Rlanecht 
: ((? ))
aebc4, *Fringe Backwater 
: ((What?) 
d2b24, *Angelique Coltar 
: ((Oy again. Angelique can't have a relationship with the entire Senate. *baps Mazzy*)) 
67d62, 'Jen: *blinkish...sighish* 
d2b24, *Angelique Coltar 
: ((*pats Fringle*)) 
c0960, *Misty 
: *gaks as Winamp crashes* ffs. *baps it* 
60426, 'Cay: *LOL* She could try ^_^ 
aebc4, *Fringe Backwater 
: ((Oh.)) 
5c111, Cariad: just have Angelique develope a huge crush on Fringe...like..not get involved...but tell Shane how Awesome Fringe is 24/7 
60426, 'Cay: *LOL* She could try ^_^ 
24ed2, 'Lleld: Hello, people! *was away* 
c29de, *Shane Coltar 
: Soon...quite soon, I hope. 
d2b24, *Angelique Coltar 
: ((*ooo@Gany* Smart!)) 
aebc4, *Fringe Backwater 
: ((I'm in agreement.)) 
a93a3, 'L: Fringe is married... with a child on the way. 
c0960, *Misty 
: *lol* 
5c111, Cariad: yeah..happens when I'm totally screwed up... 
aebc4, *Fringe Backwater 
: I can't have rusty pilot, especially not on my wing. 
d2b24, *Angelique Coltar 
: ((*eyes Cay*)) Yes, you can do that. *Sips her drink, also.* 
0cef2, ºV 
: lol 
aebc4, *Fringe Backwater 
: ((*Dodges a bullet* Happily married.)) 
0002f, *Jaradon Rocel 
: *takes a seat in a booth with a bit more shadow than light, quickly brushes some hair out of his face, being long over due for a haircut* 
0cef2, ºV 
: Misty - All I need now is sex. FK 
1023a, *High Admiral Kalle 
: (( Hey, here's a better idea.. Kalle can develop a crush on Fringe. *eg at Mazz* )) 
a93a3, 'L: *smiles slightly to Fringe, hugs* Thank you. 
c0960, *Misty 
: Heh. Aye. 
d2b24, *Angelique Coltar 
: ((*realizes that there is exactly one male Senator character... scratches the idea of Angelique and a senator* *ponders some more*)) 
5c111, Cariad: Eek...V! *thwaps him for saying the S word in front of her* 
67d62, 'Jen: *eyes V* I could say it but I'd regret it. 
aebc4, *Fringe Backwater 
: ((Yes! Or both!)) 
d2b24, *Angelique Coltar 
: ((*LOL@Ronnie* Both of them can! And they can both bother Shane lots!)) 
JOIN: Get a Name has entered.
a93a3, 'L: And then Miranda will take out all her mood swing stuff on Kalle and erm...hurt her. 
60426, *Senator Aerkrs ke Rlanecht 
: ((err.. I think theres more than one.. ))
aebc4, *Fringe Backwater 
: ((Right! And I'll get caught in the middle and be completely ignorant to it all!)) 
d2b24, *Angelique Coltar 
: ((Bah. Two, then. Still..)) 
c0960, *Sabal Naerth 
: ((Oy.. *since it seems to be NR day*)) 
c29de, *Shane Coltar 
: ((Oy fs.)) I'm not rusty...excuse me, though. I need a drink. *salutes Fringe, then turns and moves to the bar* 
1023a, *High Admiral Kalle 
: (( *can take Miranda... shadow boxes, hoping around* )) 
a93a3, 'L: We'll see about that. 
1023a, *High Admiral Kalle 
: *glances over her shoulder, spotting Shane as he approaches. She smiles carefully, unsure* 
d2b24, *Angelique Coltar 
: ((*new idea* Musicians! Musicians are very unapproved of by protective big brothers! *nodnodnod*)) 
29415, *Jekek Kliv 
: *drifts towards the bar, limping slightly and moving up to Wuher-near Coltar*Juri Juice... 
67d62, 'Jen: *will develop a crush on Shane...* : P 
c0960, *Sabal Naerth 
: ((hoping arond? *blinks*)) 
d2b24, *Angelique Coltar 
: *Sighs lightly, glancing about at the cantina.* Odd.. 
b6228, Shayla Anderson: are you sure? *keeps tickling* 
a93a3, 'L: Bah.  *steals Shane, and Mazz, and all his chars* Mine. All mine. 
609d3, *Natasha Sommers 
: Yes!!!  *squealing* 
1023a, *High Admiral Kalle 
: (( *shushes Sabal* I was counting on no one noticing that.. hopping. )) 
609d3, *Natasha Sommers 
: ((*watches Mazz's head get 10 times bigger... pops it with a paper clip*)) 
c0960, *Sabal Naerth 
: *slips silently through the rear entrance, pulling her cloak tightly around her, adjusting the hood, so as to better conceal her identity, as she pauses to look around* ((*shushed* Ehe)) 
d2b24, *Angelique Coltar 
: ((*newer idea* Or, Angelique can be a poor, sad, lonely, quiet little girl, like all my characters are. *nodnod*)) 
JOIN: Jen has entered.
JOIN: Fringe Backwater has entered.
29415, *Jekek Kliv 
: *he looks to Coltar, saluting and stiffening a bit*excuze meh...I have sometheeng I'd like thee to see.. 
0cef2, *Dalris 
: ((<--- *seduce meh*)) 
67d62, 'Jen: *blinks@having Mazz stolen* er...yeah...fine...everybody else does it. 
aebc4, *Fringe Backwater 
: *Salutes Shane sloppily and stands still for a moment.* 
d2b24, *Angelique Coltar 
: ((*blinks at Dalris* Erm?)) 
24ed2, 'Lleld: *back for good* How are you all? 
67d62, 'Jen: *eyes V* yeah...sure...like....when are you ic? 
1023a, *High Admiral Kalle 
: (( *can seduce Dalris if he really wants* *not with this character, of course* )) 
c0960, *Sabal Naerth 
: ((Heh..)) *seeing no real threat, she pushes her cloak hood down and heads for the bar* 
a93a3, 'L: *clones Mazz, only once, and gives the clone to Jen* 
c29de, *Shane Coltar 
: ((*stolen* *hugs Leigh* Wooooooo)) Hmm? *turns to Jekek* Yes? 
d2b24, *Angelique Coltar 
: ((*decides that having another lonely char is no fun* *tries to think of something else* Erm.)) 
5c111, Cariad: err....Can we not talk about...err...sexually oriented things? please? *will cry IRL* 
a93a3, 'L: *hugs back* 
c0960, *Sabal Naerth 
: *untying her cloak, she allows it to fall from her shoulders as she steps up to the bar, allowing the removed item to drape over the bartop as she smiles disarmingly at the bartender and orders a tankard of ale* 
JOIN: Jaradon Rocel has entered.
29415, *Jekek Kliv 
: *sets a datacard down on the bartop, sliding it to Coltar smoothly*I have idea....configuration for battle..I analyze battle you did.... 
0002f, *Jaradon Rocel 
: *slides out of the booth, walks to the bar* 
d2b24, *Angelique Coltar 
: *Is.. um.. sitting quietly again.* 
c0960, *Sabal Naerth 
: ((*sigh@word "allow" and wishes it didn't exist*)) 
1023a, *High Admiral Kalle 
: *standing, she nods to Angelique* You'll do fine, by the way. *and heads for the exit.. and.. you know.. exits* 
JOIN: Kayla Nar has entered.
c29de, *Shane Coltar 
: *eyes Jekek...nods slowly, then takes the datacard* 
d2b24, *Angelique Coltar 
: *Startled.* Thank you, High Admiral. Goodbye. *Waves, and settles into deep thought.* 
c0960, *Sabal Naerth 
: *leans into the bar, resting on her elbows as she waits... begins to hum softly to herself* 
0002f, *Jaradon Rocel 
: *while Kalle is passing him, he reaches out and grabs her arm* 
0cef2, ºV 
: No no NO! Klib has given nasteh stuff...Must intercept 
0cef2, ºV 
: JIM! Intercept! 
24ed2, 'Lleld: *wanders in, looking around, her hazel eyes taking in everything* 
aebc4, *Fringe Backwater 
: *Walks over to Angelique and sits down next to her. Drops a hand lightly on her shoulder.* Do you honestly feel you are ready for front line battle? 
29415, *Jekek Kliv 
: ((no I'm not.the datacard has ummm.....Kliv's christmas list on it!)) 
b94fa, Get a Name: Whassat ? 
5c111, Cariad: Shh...Fuu....*gets violent* 
1023a, *Ronica 
: *she pulls her arm from Jaradon sharply, a hand falling to her blaster as her features set in hard lines* What do you want? 
c0960, *Sabal Naerth 
: ((Jim's busy *baps V*)) 
d2b24, *Angelique Coltar 
: *Quietly, not meeting Fringe's gaze.* Yes, Commander. I didn't join the Navy to just sit around and do nothing. 
b94fa, Get a Name: Intercept what ? 
c0960, *Sabal Naerth 
: *glances at Jaradon and Kalle, frowning faintly, straightening* 
1023a, *High Admiral Kalle 
: *she pulls her arm from Jaradon sharply, a hand falling to her blaster as her features set in hard lines* What do you want? 
0cef2, ºV 
: Kill Shane 
0002f, *Jaradon Rocel 
: *frowns, his voice is cold, looks at her* i am interested in something.. 
48b85, *Kayla Nar 
: *is still sitting in the booth seat... ((*despite having crashed before and being slow to get back in due to password forgetting*)), appearing to be 3 years older then she was last time she was in* 
b94fa, Get a Name: I would , but being in a different sector :-P 
c29de, *Shane Coltar 
: ((Oy fs! *baps V*)) 
b94fa, Get a Name: Anf Killian wouldn't 
b94fa, Get a Name: Epitome couldn't 
0cef2, ºV 
: Agent Jedan 
b94fa, Get a Name: Pilgrim might give it a shot , but he'd also try every else 
d2b24, *Angelique Coltar 
: ((Eee! No killing Shane!)) 
c0960, *Sabal Naerth 
: *watches the exchange closely, ready to help if she's needed* 
b94fa, Get a Name: Jedan .. ah ... good call 
24ed2, 'Lleld: *smiling slightly, she makes her way to the bar, sitting down as she orders a breezer* 
EXIT: Get a Name has left the chat ( Quit ).
aebc4, *Fringe Backwater 
: *Frowns slightly, removing his hand from Angelique's shoulder.* Miss Coltar? 
d2b24, *Angelique Coltar 
: ((*finally reaizes that the chat ate this post*))*Quietly, not meeting Fringe's gaze.* Yes, Commander. I didn't join the Navy to just sit around and do nothing. 
0cef2, ºV 
: Of course its a good call 
1023a, *High Admiral Kalle 
: (( *a bit disgruntled at having to go back IC* Mmmph... )) *she outright glares at him, pulling the blaster from it's holster but letting it stay by her side* Is that so? And how does this warrant grabbing me? 
0cef2, ºV 
: Just go shoot things up...cause cha0s. Just so the  NR dont get lazy 
aebc4, *Fringe Backwater 
: *Nods* That is good. You are willing to be taught? 
c29de, *Shane Coltar 
: What is this? 
d2b24, *Angelique Coltar 
: Of course, Commander. 
1023a, *High Admiral Kalle 
: (( *takes the apostrophe out of it's* F@!! *is having a bad RPing day.. or week.. or month.. or ever* )) 
JOIN: Agent Jedan has entered.
c0960, *Sabal Naerth 
: *settles her hand lightly on the hilt of the weapon at her side, before turning to pay the 'tender with her other one and drawing the ale toward her* 
b94fa, *Agent Jedan 
: (( *has best agent link yet* )) 
0002f, *Jaradon Rocel 
: ((sorry, just saw an opportunity, wont be long))*smirks* to get your attention...admiral....i need info on joining your "cause" 
d2b24, *Angelique Coltar 
: ((*in no mood to be shot at* *idly declares this a private rp and whatnot*)) 
29415, *Jekek Kliv 
: eet eez a va-ry breif description of a new republeec weapon...another tactic in battle against Ne'kressis. 
c0960, *Sabal Naerth 
: ((*ROFL@Jim's link*)) 
5c111, Cariad: *is going through m00ING HELL at the moment* 
24ed2, 'Lleld: *watches the variuos people, not really thinking about anyhting* 
1023a, *High Admiral Kalle 
: That is hardly the way to get my attention. *points to Coltar and Fringe* Those are the men you want to speak with. I have business to attend to. 
48b85, *Kayla Nar 
: *hears the word Ne'kressis and flinches visibly, then glances towards Jekek* 
aebc4, *Fringe Backwater 
: *Removes his hand from her shoulder.* That is good news. *Turns away noting Kalle at the door, frowns slightly.* 
0cef2, ºV 
: hahahaha look. he mentioned the name. Nekressis. f00l..there is a cue Jim. ha ha ha *more evil laughter* 
1023a, *High Admiral Kalle 
: *and exits * 
c0960, *Sabal Naerth 
: *seeing that Kalle is in no immediate danger, she turns and sips her ale, but does not take her hand off her weapon* 
d2b24, *Angelique Coltar 
: *Bows her head, and assuming that Fringe is done talking to her, returns to being in deep thought.* 
c29de, *Shane Coltar 
: *blinks* You mean I missed something? 
b94fa, *Agent Jedan 
: *the shadows appear to ripple as a form 'melts' out of them* Hello coporal Coltar or whatever it is you call your self now ... *the Zzhat activates* 
d2b24, *Angelique Coltar 
: ((*stresses how much it would ruin her whole part in the rp if Shane was killed* *eyes V and Jim-y*)) 
0002f, *Jaradon Rocel 
: *smirks**lets her go, then turns, slowly begins to walk to the bar* 
c29de, *Shane Coltar 
: *then lets his gaze move over to Jedan* Oh....are you another admirer? You wish an autograph? *smiles* 
1023a, *Ronica 
: They won't kill him. If they did, the RP would suck some serious ass. 
aebc4, *Fringe Backwater 
: ((*Might be sad for a moment or two, as other plans followed Shane to his death. quite sure he'd get over it in moments though.*)) 
b94fa, *Agent Jedan 
: Yes please *aims the Zzhat* To the Nekressis with love if you please .. in your own blood . 
d2b24, *Angelique Coltar 
: ((*nodnod to Ronnie* They better not kill him. *glares*)) 
aebc4, *Fringe Backwater 
: ((A little redundant.)) 
c0960, *Sabal Naerth 
: *has her attention caught by Jedan and tenses again, setting her ale down sharply* 
aebc4, *Fringe Backwater 
: *Looks down at his gloved hands, rubbing them together idly.* 
c29de, *Shane Coltar 
: *frowns...then starts to chuckle* Nekressis! Aha! I bet your pissed that I blew up your ship, aren't you? 
d2b24, *Angelique Coltar 
: ((*should probably have Angelique exit right about now*)) 
29415, *Jekek Kliv 
: *looks in the direction of the voice, frowning worriedly* 
c0960, *Sabal Naerth 
: *casts a quick glance at Coltar... rolls her eyes a bit, then looks back at Jedan* 
0002f, *Jaradon Rocel 
: *turns and exits* 
EXIT: Jaradon Rocel has left the chat ( Quit ).
b94fa, *Agent Jedan 
: Not really , we have better ones . We found your new toys amusing . You impures are always comically foolish ... *fires the weapon* 
d2b24, *Angelique Coltar 
: *..And exits and so on, having nothing else to do here.* 
NICK: President Zahra changed nick to Joyce Manning
c0960, *Sabal Naerth 
: *as Jedan fires, she mutters something under her breath, disgards the idea of using that weapon, and leaps behind the bar, drawing her blaster* 
b94fa, *Agent Jedan 
: (( *counts the odds* only 2 to 1 ? )) 
aebc4, *Fringe Backwater 
: *Looks up as Jedan fires the weapon.* 
5c111, Cariad: fecking poo...*Slaps herself across the face* 
1023a, Coltar´s Common Sense: Idiot! 
a93a3, 'L: *holds her wrist and yawns, stretching out on her throne8 
a93a3, 'L: Ooops.  *fixes typo* 
48b85, *Kayla Nar 
: *watches the going on between Jedan and Shane blankly, wishing to help, but knowing full well how much trouble she'd get into if she tried* *looks away* 
aebc4, *Fringe Backwater 
: ((Whoa.....)) 
c0960, *Sabal Naerth 
: (((*ROFLMAO*)) 
29415, *Jekek Kliv 
: ((*LOL at Coltar's Common Sense*)) 
aebc4, *Fringe Backwater 
: ((Wait a moment.... Coltar actually has common sense?)) 
b94fa, *Agent Jedan 
: (( *LMAO@Coltars commen sense* ohhhhhhhhhhhhhh 3 to 1 , mildly more interesting )) 
d2b24, *Joyce Manning 
: ((*LOL*)) 
29415, *Jekek Kliv 
: *grabs Coltar's wrist, dragging him down with inhuman strength as he mutters an Ishi Tib curse*down, humann! 
b94fa, *Agent Jedan 
: (( 4 to 1 even .. *EG* excellent )) 
5c111, Cariad: *would be laughing...but...err...can't* 
c29de, *Shane Coltar 
: *quickly steps to the side, already having slipped the datacard into his pocket* That's not nice...do you know how many of my ships you blew up? *keeps moving, both hands going to the DL-16 he wears on either hip* 
1023a, Coltar´s Common Sense: (( I do what I can. )) 
98d26, Shayla Anderson: ((oy...) 
609d3, *Natasha Sommers 
: ((oy, oy)) 
d2b24, *Joyce Manning 
: *hugs her very, very registered Guilds character* 
b94fa, *Agent Jedan 
: *whips around , a small sphere hurled into the midst of the NR staff* Not enough 
d2b24, *Joyce Manning 
: *but doesn't hug the color* 
aebc4, *Fringe Backwater 
: ((Hmmm..... *Ponders his involvement with this fight.*)) 
1023a, Coltar´s Common Sense: What are you doing ?? Run! Ruuuuun! 
c0960, *Sabal Naerth 
: *peers over the edge of the bartop and scowls at Jedan, readying her blaster* 
d2b24, *Joyce Manning 
: *doesn't hug that color, either* 
24ed2, 'Lleld: *prudently takes her drink and hides under a table, away from the fighting* 
aebc4, *Fringe Backwater 
: *Only mildly interested quiet tone* Run Coltar, go fast, save yourself. 
98d26, Shayla Anderson: ((a'ight... where were we...)) 
c0960, *Sabal Naerth 
: *manages to fire off a blaster shot at Jedan as he whips around, then just as quickly disappears back behind the bar and is on the move* 
1023a, Coltar´s Ego: I can soooooooo take him. 
JOIN: pH has entered.
54f3e, 'pH: Hey, dudes....I need some sort of male insight into something. 
c29de, *Shane Coltar 
: *or is dragged down...whatever...has still secured the datacard, and has his blasters drawn* You're NRI...where's your backup? *idly...almost in a joking tone to Jekek. he frowns as Jedan produces the sphere....rolls, as best he can, under a table away from the bar* 
c0960, *Sabal Naerth 
: ((IROFLMAO)) 
b94fa, *Agent Jedan 
: (( *wets himself laughing at Coltars ego* )) Carries the spin to avoid sabals blast* (( Go fer it pH )) 
d2b24, *Joyce Manning 
: This color is so gonna be perfect. Or else I'll.. kick it. 
aebc4, *Fringe Backwater 
: ((Go ahead pH. *Focuses away from the fight.*)) 
98d26, Shayla Anderson: *tickles with no relent!* hahaha! 
48b85, *Kayla Nar 
: *watches the fight out of the corner of her eye* 
d2b24, *Joyce Manning 
: Or not. *keeps the color, anyway* *goes back to hugging her Guilds character* 
5c111, Cariad: *has to go* nighters all. 
54f3e, 'pH: A'ight.  Liz and I had some time to kill, so we decided to go bowling (not enough time for Ybor).  And when we got there, there was this guy who was pretty cute, looked shy or something.  And I was eyeing him the whole time we were there.  And he was looking back, I assure you. 
c0960, *Sabal Naerth 
: *reaches up and grabs her cloak as she moves, slipping it back on and flipping the hood up as she slinks away from the bar area and into the shadows, tracking Jedan* 
c0960, *Sabal Naerth 
: ((Oh, lookit. *eyes the "I" that isn't supposed to be there*)) 
29415, *Jekek Kliv 
: ((I have backup?ooohhh....sweet.))I wazz neverr here...run, humann!*gestures, letting go of Coltar quickly* 
609d3, *Natasha Sommers 
: Stooop!  *grabs for the woman's hands, holding them tightly within her own*  Ha! 
aebc4, *Fringe Backwater 
: ((*Has seen a pic of pH, can see the logic behind the assurance.*)) 
54f3e, 'pH: So when Liz and I decided to leave, he and some chick were sitting on the steps as we were walking out to my car.  And they started yelling ''Hey!  Come back!''  But...well, I kinda didn't know what was going on, so I said ''No!  Come over here!''  but they wouldn't! 
b94fa, *Agent Jedan 
: *snaps off a blast at the bottles above the aera of the bar Sabals using for cover , as he spins snap shotting again at Coltar* 
aebc4, *Fringe Backwater 
: ((He's lazy. Typical.)) 
d2b24, *Joyce Manning 
: *considers going IC and being useless again* 
54f3e, 'pH: So...I didn't know what to do!  I couldn't get over this insane fear that they were calling me back over there so they could make fun of me!  So I got in the car and drove off.  I drove past them and waved as I left, but.....now I'm really mad at myself and I don't know what was going on! 
98d26, Shayla Anderson: eek! *caught* oh dear... now what! 
c29de, *Shane Coltar 
: *the shot hits right where he was, since he is rolling. Gets up from under the table, crouching and backing for the door, and fires twice at Jedan* 
c0960, *Sabal Naerth 
: *ducks slightly to avoid getting any falling debris caught in vital areas, and tumbles into the.. erm.. shadows, coming up in time to see Jedan shoot at Coltar* 
1023a, Coltar´s Bladder: *releases* 
609d3, *Natasha Sommers 
: No tickling?  *almost breathless from laughing so hard* 
1023a, *Ronica: *is done now* 
29415, *Jekek Kliv 
: *dives away from the blast, letting loose another curse as he pulls a sleek black sniper rifle from his pitch black robes* 
c0960, *Sabal Naerth 
: ((Eek)) 
98d26, Shayla Anderson: is that what you really want? *pouts* 
b94fa, *Agent Jedan 
: *deftly side skips raining fire as he does so* 
54f3e, 'pH: *curls into a ball, very angry at herself right now* 
609d3, *Natasha Sommers 
: Yes... that's what I really want... *leans over and kisses the pouty lips* 
48b85, *Kayla Nar 
: *sighs and lowers her head, letting her scraggly medium brown hair cover her golden eyes* 
aebc4, *Fringe Backwater 
: *Stands and charges Coltar* Run Coltar! *stops short spins toward Jedan.* Hey sithspit! Yeah, look at me! I'm am soo impure! Cleanse me! 
d2b24, *Joyce Manning 
: *hugs Ronnie* 
98d26, Shayla Anderson: but it's so fun... *sniffles slightly but kisses back...* 
c0960, *Sabal Naerth 
: *whilst Jedan is distracted with Coltar et al, she aims and sets off a barrage of blaster fire, into the ceiling above Jedan* 
b94fa, *Agent Jedan 
: *sneers at fringe* Someone should . 
a93a3, 'L: *growls softly @ Fringe* Dun get killed. *sigh* 
29415, *Jekek Kliv 
: *lets loose some cover fire for Coltar....scarlet bolts releasing from the weapon at Jedan* 
c0960, *Sabal Naerth 
: *mutters under her breath, re Coltar* Get the hell out of here, you fool... 
aebc4, *Fringe Backwater 
: *Waves his arms around jumping* Cleanse me!!!! 
1023a, *Ronica 
: *hugs Ria back and tries to figure out how she can stop sucking, because she's quite displeased with her RPing lately* Bah.. bad slump. 
c29de, *Shane Coltar 
: *does this, backing towards the door...looks about, says something under his breath, then steps out the back door* 
d2b24, *Joyce Manning 
: Bah. You're a great rp-er, Ronnie. 
609d3, *Natasha Sommers 
: It's fun to make me suffocate?  *grins, kissing her again* 
48b85, *Kayla Nar 
: *blinks in surprise and lifts her head to watch Fringe, finding his actions very... curious* 
b94fa, *Agent Jedan 
: *haears the crumble and flips back , impossibly athletic , la this time his assailant Jeknding in a crouch firing for his target ... not shane , but Jekek* 
24ed2, 'Lleld: *winces with Coltar's stupidity* ((  Are you trying to get yourself killed?  )) 
d2b24, *Joyce Manning 
: *now has a very basic, very awful profile for Joyce* 
0cef2, *Dalris 
: *Steps from the shadows behind Fringe, one hand containing a swirling ball of purple mist. His eyes glowing bright* As you wish.... 
54f3e, 'pH: *clings to Fringe*  Help me! 
1023a, *Ronica 
: Shush... I'm not and it's been really awful lately. Badly worded and all that junk. 
609d3, *Natasha Sommers 
: It's fun to make me suffocate?  *grins, kissing her again* 
d2b24, *Joyce Manning 
: *comforts Ronnie* Well, the only thing you can do is practice.. *nodnod* 
0cef2, *Dalris 
: ((*note for Fringe he hasnt done anything yet to hurt/kill thus hinting at opportunity*)) 
aebc4, *Fringe Backwater 
: *Hits the ground allowing his knees to buckle bringing him beneath Dalris' shot, spins to the side and lances himself out at the door parallel to the ground using the Force to push him further.* 
98d26, Shayla Anderson: *kisses back* ooooh I wasnt suffocating you... was I? *blinks innocently* 
b94fa, *Agent Jedan 
: (( erm that last post got mixed up ' landing in a crouch , firing for his target , Jekek ' is the basic jist )) 
24ed2, 'Lleld: ((  Sorry, I meant Fringe  )) 
c0960, *Sabal Naerth 
: *draws a sharp breath, seeing Dalris, and does a quick survey of the room, checking to see that Coltar is gone, before focussing once more on the others* 
29415, *Jekek Kliv 
: *ducks behind some tables and chairs for cover, the blasts singing his clothing and causing some burns on his green skin where the zzhat fire is nearest* 
aebc4, *Fringe Backwater 
: ((Hang on, I misunderstood.)) 
1023a, *Ronica 
: I don't think so. It seems to me it's been not-so-good because I've been doing it too much. It's gotten.. I don't know... repetitive. 
d2b24, *Joyce Manning 
: *randomly falls in love with Joyce Manning* Bah. 
609d3, *Natasha Sommers 
: You were.  *grinning* 
aebc4, *Fringe Backwater 
: *Hits the ground allowing his knees to buckle, spins to the side and lances himself out at the door parallel to the ground using the Force to push him further.* 
98d26, Shayla Anderson: I am sorry... truly sorry... *slaps a sorrowful look on her face...* 
aebc4, *Fringe Backwater 
: ((I was trying to save Coltar.)) 
aebc4, *Fringe Backwater 
: ((And I won't attack without being provoked.)) 
b94fa, *Agent Jedan 
: *rains fire upon the NR intelligence operative* Kill one impure .. kill another .. there is no differnece , you will all die . 
0cef2, *Dalris 
: *Smirks - in a calculated sorta way* Typical.... 
609d3, *Natasha Sommers 
: Why should I not believe that's sincere? *giggles* 
c0960, *Sabal Naerth 
: *holsters her blaster, and continues moving through the shadows, drawing her cloak tightly about her as she watches* 
0cef2, *Dalris 
: *gone* (*voides* parents) 
0cef2, ºV 
: fkfkfkfk 
     
 V exits
d2b24, *Joyce Manning 
: *comforts V* 
98d26, Shayla Anderson: *gasp* you dont believe me? oh baby... *gets choked up... putting the back of her hand on her forehead dramatically* i thought... I thought you trusted me... *sobs* 
aebc4, *Fringe Backwater 
: *Hits the ground with his hands dropping into a roll, flips deftly to his feet in the door way, running off into the distance.* 
EXIT: Cariad has left the chat ( Quit ).
b94fa, *Agent Jedan 
: (( Cya when you get back V )) 
d2b24, *Joyce Manning 
: *plots taking over the Guilds, as Collin is never around to rp and all* *eg* 
EXIT: Fringe Backwater has left the chat ( Quit ).
29415, *Jekek Kliv 
: *presses back, the firing demolishing tables and chairs-having to work through more as he goes back, laying down some more fire as he ducks behind the bar..putting it between him and Jedan* 
609d3, *Natasha Sommers 
: *in an overally dramatic voice*  Oh, honey!  I never meant to accuse you!  *gathers Shay up in her arms and starts laughing softly* 
b94fa, *Agent Jedan 
: *mutters a curse , aiming his fire high , to hit the bottles of flammable alcohol* 
d2b24, *Joyce Manning 
: Er. *notes Ronnie's disappearance* 
1023a, *Ronica 
: *is here... is.. thinking* 
d2b24, *Joyce Manning 
: Oh. *hugs Ronnie* 
54f3e, 'pH: *waves at Ronnie*  *is lamenting and shrieking about how much the world has fked her up* 
1023a, *Ronica 
: *hugs back* 
29415, *Jekek Kliv 
: *goes into a run, remaining fairly low as he moves with lightning speed to the rear exit, the fire and smoke singes him briefly-but also provides marginal cover* 
98d26, Shayla Anderson: *giggles and wraps her arms about Tasha's waist, whispering in her ear* I love you... 
1023a, *Ronica 
: *is considering a... break, of sorts* 
24ed2, 'Lleld: *leaving her place, she runs out, ducking stray firing*  **Gone** 
c0960, *Sabal Naerth 
: *as Kliv goes for the exit, she shoots off a round or two at Jedan, to distract him* 
b94fa, *Agent Jedan 
: *rains fir down once more , the blasts zipping dangerously close to the speedy agent , bolts shattering the wooden frame as he slips out* 
d2b24, *Joyce Manning 
: A break? *blinks at Ronnie* 
609d3, *Natasha Sommers 
: Mm.. I love you, too, sexy.. *purring into the other's ear, kissing the lobe for a moment* 
1023a, *Ronica 
: From RPing. 
b94fa, *Agent Jedan 
: *rolls his shoulders , twisting to avoid the blasts , putting his aim further off* 
c0960, *Sabal Naerth 
: *notes, isn't trying to hit.. just trying to distract* 
a93a3, 'L: *glances at Ver* Take me with you. *curls up on her throne* 
d2b24, *Joyce Manning 
: Noooo! *forbids this* Don't you dare! *will fall apart* 
c0960, *Sabal Naerth 
: *then takes off for the door, herself... heh.. just in case* 
98d26, Shayla Anderson: oh really? *nibbles idly on the tip of her ear* 
29415, *Jekek Kliv 
: *cloak catching fire, he hops out of the 'tina and into a roll to smother the flames...smoothly getting back up into a run-wincing at his foot but knowing he has to keep moving* 
b94fa, *Agent Jedan 
: *mutters* Impures , will they never learn ? 
1023a, *Ronica 
: Not a long one. I'm in a rut, a slump... And I'm not enjoying it. *hates being unoriginal and dull and repetitive* Also, I'm not too pleased with my style lately. 
609d3, *Natasha Sommers 
: You expected me to say something else?  *closing her eyes* 
54f3e, 'pH: *hugs everybody* 
c0960, *Sabal Naerth 
: *with one last glance at Jedan, attempts a clean dash out the door, not far behind Kliv* 
d2b24, *Joyce Manning 
: But you're none of that! Your style is fine! And the best way to fix writing is to keep doing it, so you get better. *nodnod* 
EXIT: pH has left the chat (  Madness is the gift that has been given to me. ).
1023a, *Ronica 
: I didn't say I'd stop writing. I'll write other things. A short hiatus could be exactly what I need to "freshen up." 
98d26, Shayla Anderson: I hope you never do... *smiles softly* 
d2b24, *Joyce Manning 
: No, no, no! *forbids this some more* Every character I have is linked to one of yours! *will so fall apart* 
48b85, *Kayla Nar 
: *stands slowly and slips out* 
67d62, 'Jen: *blinks@Ronnie...* i have many breaks...every day...every week. 
a93a3, 'L: *slips out* Be back tomorrow...if I'm lucky, I won't be, and I'll instead be shopping for a prom dress, cos it's less than a month a way. *hisses at her mother, then hugs people* 
67d62, 'Jen: *totally missed what happened from the last thing she posted to L* 
609d3, *Natasha Sommers 
: *smiles, kissing the other softly upon the lips*  The same goes for you. 
1023a, *Ronica 
: *tsks* You'd be fine, Ria. I have faith. 
a93a3, 'L: Jen~You posted to me? 
d2b24, *Joyce Manning 
: I would so not be fine. I'd be incredibly bored, and not be able to rp with my favorite rp-er ever (*hugs everyone while she says this*), and.. it would just be bad. 
98d26, Shayla Anderson: *smiles and runs a finger lightly from her temple, down her jawline... and to her collarbone* you have my word... 
67d62, 'Jen: yeah...twasn't anything important...just about me having a crush on Mazz. 
b94fa, *Agent Jedan 
: Going to sleep 
a93a3, 'L: I'm sorry.  I must've zoned out after I cloned him for you... *rubs her temples* 
c0960, *Sabal Naerth 
: *is apparently successful...woo* -=GONE=- 
1023a, *Ronica 
: Gah... *hugs Ria* It's not like I want to leave forever... Just a short break. 
609d3, *Natasha Sommers 
: *smiles gently*  I'm glad... 
d2b24, *Joyce Manning 
: Night, Jim-y! *hugs* 
a93a3, 'L: Night, Jim....night everyone.  *hasta go and stuff* 
b94fa, *Agent Jedan 
: *hugs where wanted* 
d2b24, *Joyce Manning 
: *hugs back* Oy. Don't make me beg. *eyes Ronnie* 
98d26, Shayla Anderson: *closes her eyes, smiling* hmm... 
a93a3, 'L: *slips out* 
c0960, *M 
: G'night, Jim 
EXIT: L has left the chat ( Quit ).
67d62, 'Jen: *must've zoned out also...*blink* 
c0960, *Misty 
: *takes another hug too* 
67d62, 'Jen: *blink...hugs Jedan* 
EXIT: Dalris has left the chat ( Souls will be a key to our victory once again... ).
609d3, *Natasha Sommers 
: *squeezes the other's hand, bringing it to her lips and kissing it gently* 
1023a, *Ronica 
: *eyed* I don't want you to beg! 
EXIT: Misty has left the chat ( Eh.. Night, all. *fades* ).
d2b24, *Joyce Manning 
: So, keep rp-ing. *nodnod* 
98d26, Shayla Anderson: bah... I dont know what I'd do without you... 
1023a, *Ronica 
: But... gah... *sighs* I'm not getting any fun out of it lately. 
d2b24, *Joyce Manning 
: Then, we'll just have to do something that will be fun. Random, unregistered, interesting and unique characters.. 
98d26, Shayla Anderson: heh... anyone want Hyper Prom pictures? 
EXIT: Dalris has left the chat ( or ronnie can try and seduce meh ).
98d26, Shayla Anderson: ((neh... that was OOC)) 
609d3, *Natasha Sommers 
: *softly, she brings her lips to the hers, holding the kiss for a long moment*  And I you... 
98d26, Shayla Anderson: *smiles* 
67d62, 'Jen: *blinks@Ronnie* So do something different. 
1023a, *Ronica 
: *rolls her eyes at V, then curls up* I dunno if I'm up for that. 
1023a, *Ronica 
: Not RPing is something different. 
d2b24, *Joyce Manning 
: *baps V* 
d2b24, *Joyce Manning 
: Bah. Not rp-ing is something different in a bad way. 
67d62, 'Jen: *sits down on the floor...settling her head in her hands...* 
67d62, 'Jen: not rp'ing...is.......boring. 
d2b24, *Joyce Manning 
: *sigh@Ronnie* Well, do whatever you want. *will just have to not rp, also* 
1023a, *Ronica 
: Why would it be bad? All the creativity I put into RPing ( the creativity which, lately, is producing nothing. ) could be put into something else.. Poetry, prose, school. 
1023a, *Ronica 
: Gah... No.. Just because I take a break doesn't mean you have to, too. 
67d62, 'Jen: Later pplz. *gone* 
EXIT: Jen has left the chat ( Quit ).
d2b24, *Joyce Manning 
: 'Course it means that. I can't rp without you. It's impossible. 
EXIT: Dalris has left the chat ( *will talk to Ronnie tommorow (yes ph33r)* ).
1023a, *Ronica 
: It's so not impossible. There was a time before Ronnie, and you did just fine then. 
609d3, *Natasha Sommers 
: *takes Shay's hand again in her own, and stands slowly from the bar stool, looking at the other with a soft, loving glance*  I think it's time for us to go home... 
d2b24, *Joyce Manning 
: Not really. During the time before Ronnie, I attached myself to Nigma. But now Nigma isn't around anymore, and I have no characters to attach to her, so without Ronnie, she can't do anything. 
98d26, Shayla Anderson: hmm... sounds good to me... *eyes glint and she winks* 
1023a, *Ronica 
: But I don't contribute anything to the RP! It's all fluff.. And it's badly worded fluff at that.  You can attach to someone else for a few weeks, or maybe.. you know... be independant. 
d2b24, *Joyce Manning 
: *points out that she hasn't been having fun rp-ing for a while too, and then she got Angelique, and rp-ing became fun again, so Ronnie needs a new char, or to rediscover an old one* 
609d3, *Natasha Sommers 
: *kisses the other, a longing, there's-more-to-come kiss, before she pulls her out the door* 
d2b24, *Joyce Manning 
: It isn't about contributing to the rpg. Do you thing I contribute anything? It's about keeping yourself entertained. And you don't need nice words to entertain yourself. Plus, I can't attach myself to anyone else, nor become independent. 
24ed2, 'Lleld: I'm Outta herre. See ya! 
1023a, *Ronica 
: *has way too many characters as it is and as far as rediscovering goes...* *eyes her char list doubtfully* And I'm not entertained, you see. That's what's key here. I'm not. And why can't you attach yourself to anyone else? 
98d26, Shayla Anderson: *grins and shudders as she dragged out the door* i'll take that anytime... 
EXIT: Natasha Sommers has left the chat ( Quit ).
d2b24, *Joyce Manning 
: Because nobody else is as fun as you. And you can make it fun. It isn't that hard. 
JOIN: Get a Name has entered.
1023a, *Ronica 
: Fun?? Gah! I bore myself, lately. And I've been trying to. 
d2b24, *Joyce Manning 
: *random idea* Or, we could just move the rp-ing to a completely different setting.. *hint, hint* 
c0960, Get a Name: Parting note before she really goes:  If Ronnie wants to take a break from RPing, you shouldn't stop her, Ria. Sometimes it's what's needed, and forcing her to stay won't help. 
d2b24, *Joyce Manning 
: You're lots fun. And you just.. shouldn't rp as Kalle so much. Kalle is all.. NR-ish. 
EXIT: Lleld has left the chat ( Quit ).
d2b24, *Joyce Manning 
: *notes that she wasn't allowed to stop rp-ing, and doesn't see why this is any different, except that Ronnie convinced her over AIM, and therefore wasn't interupted by random peopel giving un-asked for advice* 
1023a, *Ronica 
: I simply don't have the energy for it, lately. I'm restless and bored and other such things. Things were boring, I left, I came back, things were good. And that's different, because you wanted to leave for good! This is just a break. 
c0960, Get a Name: A thousand apologies if you don't want "un-asked for" advice.  Think of it this way: You can't do anything for a set amount of time without a break.  You can't go to school every day without having a vacation, you'd suffer a bad burn out.  Believe it or not, RPing is the same damn way.  I don't care if you don't want to hear it from me. I've said it, and now I'm going to bed 
1023a, *Ronica 
: I meant to stick a "I've done this before" before going on about how things were boring. 
EXIT: Get a Name has left the chat ( Out ).
1023a, *Ronica 
: *blinks* 
1023a, *Ronica 
: *curls up* 
d2b24, *Joyce Manning 
: It isn't different at all. And the only reason I stayed was because you asked me to, and I wanted to rp with you . Therefore, logically, if you don't rp, I won't, either. 
JOIN: Get a Name has entered.
1023a, *Ronica 
: Gah... *curls up tighter* 
JOIN: Get a Name has entered.
d2b24, *Joyce Manning 
: *exits, then* 
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1023a, *Ronica 
: *sighs* 
a6f9b, 'Calli: *Sneaks up on SuperRonny 'n POUNCES her.* 
1023a, *Ronica 
: *pounced* Gah! 
a6f9b, 'Calli: *Giggles* You looked like you needed a good pouncing... *Pokes her mercilessly, then RUNS.* 
1023a, *Ronica 
: *poked mercilessly, but doesn't chase.. just kinda.. sits there. Quite torn* 
2d3da, 'White Owl: link 
d2b24, *President Zahra 
: *returns then, if she's gonna be forced into guiltiness and whatnot* 
2d3da, 'White Owl: *L* 
a6f9b, 'Calli: *Pouts@Ronny* 
1023a, *Ronica 
: *frowns* Sorry. 
60426, ºForexs: I'll be streaming metallica for the next 10 hours at link btw :) *sleep* 
d2b24, *President Zahra 
: Bah. 
1023a, *Ronica 
: *pats Calli* 
a6f9b, 'Calli: *Patted* Hey... *L* 
d2b24, *President Zahra 
: *sits and waits* 
1023a, *Ronica 
: *was really not expecting this much difficulty in taking a break* 
1023a, *Ronica 
: *was expecting something along the lines of "Aww...ok."* 
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a6f9b, 'Calli: *Giggles* Shows how much yer LOVED! *Hugs* 
d2b24, *President Zahra 
: *was expecting the same when she planned to leave* *but now is now exactly happy with, "Oh, stay, Ria. I'm your best friend, and I want you to. *brief pause* Okay, now I'm going." 
44863, *Serente: *Idly plays about, testing and such..* Hrm. 
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2d3da, 'White Owl: *Drumroll, cymbal clash* 
d2b24, *President Zahra 
: Oy. second now=not 
1023a, *Ronica 
: *hugged* *nervous laugh* Well, yes, it's a little badly timed, my desire to take a break... 
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44863, *Serente: ..*giggles @ Calli and huggles Ria* 
a6f9b, 'Calli: Badly timed? *Ponders* 'cuz of Niggy? 
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a6f9b, 'Calli: Eep! *Is giggled at. Hides from Serente behind Ronny.* 
d2b24, *President Zahra 
: And, seeing how my best friend really wanted me to stay, despite an upcoming AP test and so many other things, I did stay, and tried really hard to make rp-ing be interesting and friendly again... *blinks, and trails off* 
1023a, *Ronica 
: Er, no.. I sort of, might have, kind of begged Ria not to leave a few days ago. 
d2b24, *President Zahra 
: *is huggled* *huggles back* 
24ed2, 'Lleld: *sighs* Hello, All. 
1023a, *Ronica 
: *proceeds to drown in guilt, dissapearing beneath the waves* 
2d3da, 'White Owl: *Boom. bap. Boom bap boom-boom bap. Boom bap boom-boom bap. Boom bappa boom bap boom bappa boom.* 
a6f9b, 'Calli: Ohhh... *Blink-blinks.* 
44863, *Serente: ..*gigles 'smore @ Calli and ponders ongoing convo* Ugh.. 
24ed2, 'Lleld: Boom? Bap? 
d2b24, *President Zahra 
: But then again, I'm always understanding Ria, and am apparently supposed to put up with everything all the time, so go ahead and leave, by all means.. 
2d3da, 'White Owl: Sorry...hehe...little "Drummer" moment there...its the beat of "Rolling" by Soul Coughing....good song ;p 
a6f9b, 'Calli: *Frowns@Ria. Softly* That's not fair... She's feeling bad already...  *Hugs Ronny* 'n she SAID she'd be coming back... 
d2b24, *President Zahra 
: And obviously I'm not feeling bad too, as I'm the antagonist here. *blinks* 
24ed2, 'Lleld: I guess 
1023a, *Ronica 
: *well... can't leave now. Despite the fact that being around here is not at all fun for her lately, and even emotionally taxing at times, not to mention repetitive...* Gah... *will stay then, having been thoroughly guilted. But as far as right now goes, she's going to wander off* 
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d2b24, *President Zahra 
: *is so very tired of always being wrong* *notes that Ronnie can leave all she wants, as she's leaving herself* 
a6f9b, 'Calli: I didn' say that. But it doesn' make it right for you to say stuff like that. 
a6f9b, 'Calli: DON'T leave. Ria... *Sigh* 
24ed2, 'Lleld: What...is everyone leaving? 
2d3da, 'White Owl: I'll always be here 
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44863, *Serente: *Figures this is non of her business... But.. wonder how leaving is going to help.. anyone* 
a6f9b, 'Calli: *Sighs tiredly and floats up to her rafter. Curls up* 
44863, *Serente: *...throws a pillow up to Calli and ponders* 
a6f9b, 'Calli: *Catches the pillow 'n hugs it.* 
24ed2, 'Lleld: Did I miss something? 
a6f9b, 'Calli: *Shrugs at Lleld.* Not my story to tell. Don' worry. They'll sort it out. 
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24ed2, 'Lleld: I hope so...*thinks of her problem and sighs* I reallt hope so. 
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acdc5, 'Andy: Oh, God... Who's stupid idea was to make Mummy Returns? 
a6f9b, 'Calli: *Grins@Andy* Oh. that was ENTIRELY my idea. *Nods* Just to torture people like you. *Has no intention of seeing it herself, of course.* 
acdc5, 'Andy: and the permanent ban is horrible. 
acdc5, 'Andy: *RaE @ Calli* 
44863, *Serente: Bloody hell, I remember the first one.. *ahem* Most of it, anyway.. 
44863, *Serente: *eyes the Moody Andy* Oi. *just to piss 'im off, ofcourse* =P 
44863, *Serente: *Pounces Mavish!* 
24ed2, 'Lleld: Someone who was high on something. 
a6f9b, 'Calli: *Has blocked the memory of the 1st one.* 
acdc5, 'Andy: *RaE at Serente* I ain't moody.. 
44863, *Serente: *..giggles @ Calli* Rather pathetic, wasn't it..? 
44863, *Serente: *Rae right back at cha* Uh-hu. 
acdc5, 'Andy: *does not know Serente* *sniffle* 
231fd, *Mavei: *pounced* Eeck! 
a6f9b, 'Calli: That it was... 
44863, *Serente: *Is Syy* *...giggle* 
acdc5, 'Andy: The Mummy was funny... Watching the fat guy jump around like a looney dude and then ramming his head into the stone wall. Teehee. cool. 
231fd, *Mavei: Syy!! *glomp* 
acdc5, 'Andy: Oh, it's Syyl.. *waves and stuff* 
44863, *Serente: Mmm, I remember seeing Austin Powers after that sometime.. *shudder* Funny.. but.. If Seth Green hadn't of been in it... *drifts* 
44863, *Serente: *Blinks@Andy* Can't remember that bit.. I remember the sand dude going through that keyhole.. *glad she doesn't have a keyhole* 
44863, *Serente: *glomped! Rolls around giggling* WTF..? 
1023a, *Ronica 
: *crawls back in, immediately entering her black hole within a black hole and staying there* 
acdc5, 'Andy: The short fat guy who got that beetle probed into his skin... 
231fd, *Mavei: *tries to tackle hug Ver before she gets away* 
44863, *Serente: *..sends a lollypop through to Ronica 'cos she can't think of anything intelligent..* Andy - Mmm... Oooh! Eww. 
24ed2, 'Lleld: Well, good night guys. *hugs to all* 
1023a, *Ronica 
: *dodges the tackle hug and curls up* 
44863, *Serente: ..*settles on belated mail..* 
44863, *Serente: G'Night, Lleld. ;) 
a6f9b, 'Calli: *Eyes Ronny doubtfully, in tosses in Meep, her dragon, to keep Ronny company.* 
acdc5, 'Andy: Well looks like my internet is dying. Talk yo you all Sunday afternoon or Monday. Bye and Goodnight. 
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44863, *Serente: G'Night, Andy.. *Waves and sends a huggle after him* 
acdc5, 'Andy: *hugs Syyl back* *peers at Ronnie* Did Toronto beat NJ? 
1023a, *Ronica 
: Yes, Toronto beat NJ. 
acdc5, 'Andy: Damn... Thanks anyway, Ronnie... *nod nod* 
acdc5, 'Andy: *fades* 
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44863, *Serente: *remains the ignorant Aussie who has no idea what that is.. * Ice hockey? ^_^ 
EXIT: Andy has left the chat ( Off to send an email to the NHL... 'Tie Domi should be banned from Hockey' 'Hockey is a sport not an arena for violence.' ).
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a0e81, Get a Name: Ria here? 
1023a, *Ronica 
: Yep, ice hockey. 
a0e81, Get a Name: *mumble mumble about tonight* Last minute of play....bah... 
d2b24, *President Zahra 
: Oy. 
44863, *Serente: Ahh.. :) 
a0e81, Get a Name: *waves to Ria* Guess what? *giggles, told Ver this just now* Mazz fell asleep on me...on the phone... 
d2b24, *President Zahra 
: How.. nice. 
a0e81, Get a Name: Just funny.  In an odd way. 
d2b24, *President Zahra 
: Oh. *blink* 
a0e81, Get a Name: *yawns* He might ~not~ wake up tonight.... 
a0e81, Get a Name: Awful movie... *mutters at the credits of Cruel Intentions 2...puts on the first one* Much better... 
a0e81, Get a Name: Never see, it....anyone... 
d2b24, *President Zahra 
: *blinks some more* 
a0e81, Get a Name: *yawns s'more* Sorry... I'm odd. 
44863, *Serente: *..has never seen all of the first..* 
d2b24, *President Zahra 
: *notes her situation, and laughs* *is sitting in complete darkness, still, and trying to type slowly and quietly, so her parents don't realize she didn't go to sleep* 
a0e81, Get a Name: The first one was soooo good.  Well, that's my twisted mind saying that. 
a0e81, Get a Name: Ria~Gack.  *runs down...somewhere....and buys her a really quiet keyboard* 
1023a, *Ronica 
: *used to do what Ria's doing a lot. Now has the computer in her room and um.. well, her parents could care less about her, which helps* 
d2b24, *President Zahra 
: *has a pretty quiet keyboard.. it's even called "QuietKey"* 
a0e81, Get a Name: *giggle* 
d2b24, *President Zahra 
: *has the comp in her room too, but her parents leave their door open, and could see the light in her room if it was on* 
1023a, *Ronica 
: Well, my parents sleep upstairs, so they don't see anything. And they don't care. At all. *sleeps about 4 hours a night on weekdays and they know that... again with the not caring* 
a0e81, Get a Name: *has a mother, who is never home anyway, who doesn't care even when she is home, who still hasn't taken her to more than one place to do dress shopping for the prom, which is...3? weeks away now...* Holy run-on sentence, batman! 
d2b24, *President Zahra 
: *hugs both of them lots* 
1023a, *Ronica 
: *hugs Ria back and hugs Leigh* I'll take you prom dress shopping! 
a0e81, Get a Name: *hugs back lots* Thank you... 
a6f9b, 'Calli: *Lives at college... Parents don't matter.* *G* 
44863, *Serente: *Has a mum who gets worried and just makes her feel guilty if she's tired from lack of sleep... * 
d2b24, *President Zahra 
: *:p@Calli* 
a0e81, Get a Name: I just wish she would care sometimes...like schoolwork.  I could still be in honors....I could still be an A student...I could easily get into a good school...a school I wanted to get into...and I'd be getting help by now.  *snickers quietly* 
44863, *Serente: *LOL@Calli* 
a0e81, Get a Name: Hmm... *puts on Scary Movie, instead* Never seen this. 
a6f9b, 'Calli: *Shrugs@Ria* Hey, my parents had the phone chord for the computer running upstairs to their bedroom. when they wanted me off the net, they just reached over and disconnected me from the phone. 
a6f9b, 'Calli: I had to deal with that for FOUR years. 
d2b24, *President Zahra 
: Oy! Awful, awful movie! 
d2b24, *President Zahra 
: Eeek. *hugs Calli* 
1023a, *Ronica 
: *has a mom... well, we won't get into that... has a dad who's only interested in her life when she doesn't want him to be. Also has a stepmother who helped ever so much in the development of Ronnies low self-esteem* 
d2b24, *President Zahra 
: *kicks all of Ronnie's relatives away* 
a6f9b, 'Calli: *Giggles@Ria.* It's ok. I got over it. 
a0e81, Get a Name: Is it?  I'll learn from my mistakes, then. 
a6f9b, 'Calli: Ronny.... That sounds dreadfully like my friend Jennifer's family. (Except that Jennifer's step mom threatened to run her over in a letter to her father.) 
44863, *Serente: *sneaks bugs in Ronnie's parents bed's* Heh. *giggles @ Calli... gets reminded of her brother* Grah. 
1023a, *Ronica 
: *keeps her sister around and lets all the others be kicked.. and stuff* 
44863, *Serente: * :-\ @ L* Ugh.. *about her mother* 
d2b24, *President Zahra 
: *wanders off to bed, hugging everyone* 
1023a, *Ronica 
: My stepmother nearly killed me when driving me home, drunk.. Yeah... *hugs Ria* 
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a0e81, Get a Name: Night, Ria...... *hugs* 
d2b24, *President Zahra 
: And Ronnie should go to bed too. *stern look* 
1023a, *Ronica 
: I will, eventually. 
a6f9b, 'Calli: *Sniffles 'n hugs Ronny* 
a6f9b, 'Calli: *Hugs Ria* 
44863, *Serente: *..huggles Ria* 
d2b24, *President Zahra 
: *oy@eventually, but wanders off anyway, with not-quite-veiled threats in case she finds out Ronnei stayed up very late* 
a0e81, Get a Name: *notes that the last part of her statement had nothing to do with the rest of it* Serente~*shrugs* I deal with it...kinda. 
1023a, *Ronica 
: My sister is picking me up at 12, so I can't stay up too late. :) 
d2b24, *President Zahra 
: *exits, really* 
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44863, *Serente: *..settles for colour change* Aye.. *still feels bad for her.... doesn't know what she do with her mother... however pathetic that sounds* 
1023a, *Ronica 
: *grumbles something about mothers* 
44863, *Serente: *..sighs, gives up and heads for her stack of homework..* 
a6f9b, 'Calli: *Gives Ronny a froggy pop to cheer her up.* 
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1023a, *Ronica 
: What's a froggy pop? 
a0e81, Get a Name: Yes, the most wonderful people in the world...mothers.... 
a6f9b, 'Calli: Actually, I'm not quite sure. But it's a GOOD thing. The WeatherHuman says so. 
1023a, *Ronica 
: *is actually grumbling about the lack of a mother, more specifically... Bad as she is, she'd still rather have ol' Mommy Dearest around* 
a6f9b, 'Calli: *Gasps@the news* Anyone know what happened at DisneyLand? 
1023a, *Ronica 
: No... What? 
a6f9b, 'Calli: *Found an article about it.* A tree fell down and injured 29 people... 
1023a, *Ronica 
: Gah.. That's awful. 
1023a, *Ronica 
: Gah! Sarah McLachlan is releasing a CD of DANCE versions of her songs. Can you degrade yourself any further, woman?! But of course I'll buy it.. Yes, I'm a Sarah McLachlan fan.. and you know what? Screw you all! I don't care what you think. 
a6f9b, 'Calli: *Shakes her head@Ronny.* 
1023a, *Ronica 
: Bah! 
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80b01, *Rainer 
: *wanders in* 
80b01, *Rainer 
: Hello? 
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b7722, 'pH: *ponders*  Dudes. 
80b01, *Rainer 
: *struggles with dark text* 
a6f9b, 'Calli: *Waves vaguely* 
1023a, *Ronica 
: *should probably run along, seeing as how her sister is picking her up tomorrow morning and it's best she not be grumpy* 
b7722, 'pH: *waves at Rainer* 
80b01, *Rainer 
: greetings lavarl adult  *to Calli* 
80b01, *Rainer 
: Whats going on pH? 
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b7722, 'pH: Just saw The Forsaken. 
80b01, *Rainer 
: *woah, didnt know pH was a femal till the pic bar refreshed* 
b7722, 'pH: *pats Rainer* 
b7722, 'pH: That's an old pic.  I should put the new one up. 
80b01, *Rainer 
: I just saw Men of Honor 
80b01, *Rainer 
: Whats stoping you then? 
b7722, 'pH: Forsaken was....eh, it was all right.  But the vampires didn't have sex or fangs.  *sulks*  Which sucked, because the head vampire was really hot.... 
b7722, 'pH: Pic test. 
80b01, *Rainer 
: *didnt know vampires had sex...never thought about it really* 
b7722, 'pH: Vampires are supposed to have lots of sex.... 
80b01, *Rainer 
: Note to self, never let suspected vamp chick go down on me 
80b01, *Rainer 
: . 
b7722, 'pH: *LOL*@Rainer. 
80b01, *Rainer 
: LOL@Rainer also 
b7722, 'pH: Anyway, there's the new pic.  *chuckles*  There's a guy in the unedited one. 
80b01, *Rainer 
: Are you trying to discourage me? 
b7722, 'pH: No.  He's not my boyfriend anyway; he's the drummer for a band. 
80b01, *Rainer 
: What are you thinking about? 
b7722, 'pH: I'm wondering if Orgy was at all associated with the movie I just saw.  And I'm pondering band men. 
80b01, *Rainer 
: Orgy is very cool...I assume you mean the band 
b7722, 'pH: Yeah, I like the sound.  But sometimes I listen to the lyrics and think, ''Jay, man....you could do better....seriously.  But you're so hot....'' 
80b01, *Rainer 
: I see 
80b01, *Rainer 
: Are you a musician? 
80b01, *Rainer 
: did you leave? 
b7722, 'pH: Yup.  *laughs*  I'm a musician. 
80b01, *Rainer 
: Are you in school? 
b7722, 'pH: *L*  How old do you think I am? 
80b01, *Rainer 
: I have no idea 
b7722, 'pH: Guess. 
80b01, *Rainer 
: 24 
b7722, 'pH: *rotflol* 
80b01, *Rainer 
: How old the last girl that looked 18 was 
b7722, 'pH: I'm 16.  Just turned 16 a few weeks ago. 
80b01, *Rainer 
: Happy belated birthday 
b7722, 'pH: Thanks.  :-) 
80b01, *Rainer 
: Are you real busy right now? 
b7722, 'pH: Nope, not at all....just sleepy and bored. 
80b01, *Rainer 
: What do you do when you are bored normally? 
b7722, 'pH: Um....sleep?  *L*  I don't get much sleep.  But since I'm trying to get 3-4 jobs at once.... 
80b01, *Rainer 
: and what keeps you here answering all my questions intead of sleeping? 
b7722, 'pH: I don't feel like going to sleep yet. 
80b01, *Rainer 
: And out of all the things you feel like doing you feel like talking with little old me? 
b7722, 'pH: *L*  Yeah, you're special. 
80b01, *Rainer 
: Like special like you like me or special like little yellow bus special? 
b7722, 'pH: *rotflol*  I plead the fifth.  *polishes halo*  But dude, I gotta be goin'.  I'm needing sleep sometime. 
80b01, *Rainer 
: Sleep well then, if you do... 
b7722, 'pH: You got im or whatever? 
80b01, *Rainer 
: I have AIM and ICQ 
b7722, 'pH: My sn is NMetallia. 
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3f42c, Winjo: Alla Kazam! 
3f42c, Winjo: *Chuckles@himself* 
3f42c, Winjo: *Tosses a coin*......Ooo heads. Yay!.....Ooo tails. Nay! 
3f42c, Winjo: *Places a plate of pizza on a table, before he leaves* 
3f42c, Winjo: *Gone* 
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609d3, *Vice Admiral Berklan 
: ((Lemme see... yay... it still works.)) 
b93b1, The Serpents Soul: Mine doesnt fs 
609d3, *Vice Admiral Berklan 
: ((That was fun...)) 
609d3, 'Knees: Hm... I'm sorry.  *hugs whoever and disappears off to church* 
60426, ºForexs: hehe@v 
b93b1, ºV 
: Stupid church 
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f18ea, *Navy-General Coltar 
: Wooooooooo 
b93b1, ºV 
: still stupid church 
f18ea, *Navy-General Coltar 
: What about it, V? 
JOIN: Misty has entered.
c0960, *Misty 
: *yawns* 
f18ea, *Navy-General Coltar 
: *hugs Misty* 
c0960, *Misty 
: *hugged* Woo. *hugs back* 
f18ea, *Navy-General Coltar 
: Woooo *hugged* 
c0960, *Misty 
: Heheh 
f18ea, *Navy-General Coltar 
: *stretches new handle* I'm the only Admiral without the title in my name. *chuckles* 
c0960, *Misty 
: Hehe. Nifty. 
f18ea, *Navy-General Coltar 
: Quite nifty. *hugs Sabal for saving him last night* 
b93b1, ºV 
: .... 
c0960, *Misty 
: *chuckles* I only helped. *Sabal hugs back :)* 
b93b1, ºV 
: What do you want me to do? Dress in drag and do the hula? 
b93b1, ºV 
: HULA! If you are hungry for a fat and juicy meat. Eat my buddy Pumba here because he has a treat 
f18ea, *Navy-General Coltar 
: Actually, V....*eyes him for a moment* :P 
c0960, *Misty 
: Come on down and dine on this tasty swine, all you have to do is get in line... 
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1df63, 'Justin Sane: *ponders link* 
1df63, 'Justin Sane: Dam nit! Too long... 
c0960, *Misty 
: *and then blinks at coincidence, shrugs, and wanders off* 
b93b1, ºV 
: Are you aching(?) (yub yub yub)  For some bacon (yub yub yub) He's a big pig (yub yub) You can be a big pig too! 
c0960, *Misty 
: Olé 
1df63, 'Justin Sane: Uh? 
  Olé  
     
 V bows
c0960, *Misty 
: "Let me out, let me out!" "Lemme in, lemme in!" 
1df63, 'Justin Sane: ......GOOD JOB! 
1df63, 'Justin Sane: Screwed up the damn raw code 
b93b1, ºV 
: I can show you the world, shining shimmering splendid. Tell me princess now when did you last let your heart decide. I can open your eyes. Take you wonder by wonder. Over sideways and under, on a magic carpet ride. A whole new world. A new fantastic point of view. Noone to tell us no or where to go or say we are only dreaming.... 
1df63, 'Justin Sane: Right V...you go do that...meanwhile, I'll go home and put a gun, in my mouth. 
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c0960, *Misty 
: *waves to FG* 
JOIN: Morgan Leonard has entered.
ea57f, Fetts Girl: *waves back* heyas! 
c0960, *Misty 
: *ponders another RP with herself* 
ea57f, Fetts Girl: *peers at color* grrr.. 
74a9e, *Morgan Leonard 
: ((*rolls his eyes*)) 
ea57f, Fetts Girl: hm...go Misty! (I think) 
ea57f, Fetts Girl: eep!! 
74a9e, *Morgan Leonard 
: ((*ponders rping with misty*I'm in)) 
ea57f, Fetts Girl: scary color... 
c0960, *Tatiana Gustova 
: *eyes this character* Hmm.  *tears her down and builds her back up again as a full Jedi, rather than waiting for RP to bring up to that level* 
c0960, *Tatiana Gustova 
: That means I can finally get rid of this list of Force powers. Wee 
74a9e, *Morgan Leonard 
: ((A full Jedi?*sighs*I am just a lowly NR Commander with a squadron of 7 pilots so far......But i am no jedi*chuckles*)) 
: A merchat? 
: merchant, rather 
: ((Anyway*slips ic*)) 
: Damn factions 
: ((Tatiana you going to make the first post?)) 
: Wolla Binggle Bongle Blah 
: *wanders on into the 'tina* ((IC)) 
: *he pushes the door open and glances around the Cantina finding it empty save the person that walked in before him he takes time to glance at the person before moving towards the bar for a drink* 
: *he stops at the bar and leans over o it noting the girl also there by him he turns and looks at her giving a smile* 
: ((*shoots the Justan with a blaster*)) 
: Hello*he says with a friendly manner as he also orders what she is drinking then looks back to her*What brings you here? 
: (*ROFL@Cay's playlist*) 
: Must be some bussiness*he looks around at the empty room and laughs* 
: Then why come here for bissness? 
: ((My play list kicks your ass)) 
: I WILL SURVIVE 
: Clients?*he riases a brow and looks at her* 
: ((V, lay off the acid)) 
: Resting...I just got back from the battle of Comkin. 
: ((*pause rp brb*)) 
: ((*steals the remot from FG and fixes everything*)) 
: w0000 
: LET ME ENTERTAIN YOU! 
: ((V! LAY OFF THE FREAKIN ACID!)) 
: SO COME ON! LET MEEEEE ENTERTAIN J00! 
: ((no bapping FG.)) 
: ((*would listen but Winamp is cooler*)) 
: ((back)) 
: ((Yes well, my playlist on my hard drive is better)) 
: I am a pilot for the NR and commander of Gold Squadron. 
: *listens to Robin Williams now :oP* 
: ((For Kennedy and the lurkers the Battle Of Comkin happened in anonther room here at project JJ so i am taking it you people have no idea what happened)) 
: {enters in, a young Codru-Ji (wolfmen like race with 4 arms and two legs). His fur is silver, while his long hair is black and his eyes are deep dark brown. He is wearing a specially designed X-Wing flight suit with a standard issue blaster pistol at his side. On the flight suits upper-left shoulder there are two green markings} 
: ((so, Morgan..*VEG*wanna be a K-wing bomber pilot?)) 
: ((and TDW and Ossus are in no way affiliated.)) 
: It has it's cost true....But someone has to protect the pretty young laides such as yourself right?*he smiles as he takes his drink* 
: TDW is set in a different timeline. Ossus isnt full Star Wars. 
: Oy! Kliv. K-Wings. Funnily enough they are actually in the battle simulator stats I did 
: ((TDW is where the battle of Comkin took place.....I call it the battle of Comkin beceause Both Marc and Comkin Harding where taken.....And as fot the bomber thing..What?)) 
: ((really?kewl!)) 
: ((fpt for...Bah!)) 
: {makes his way to the bar, not even glancing at any other patrons.} 
: ((Yeah and one of my pilots...Kameran turned coat so i shot him down anlong with the Ties and the ISD)) 
: If ya gettin down baby! I want it now baby! Come and get it on baby! 
: *he leans back in his seat and takes a drink*I'll bet you can...*he smiles as he drinks then sets the cup on the bar*What do you do if i may ask. 
: ((igh.V...you got it easy when it comes to solving these kinds of disputes...all of your RPGers know when they're making @$$es of themselves...some in TDW don't seem to..)) 
: ((V. Shut up.)) 
: Well that is a job...*smiles back at her as he crosses his arms*But that wont make you any money. 
: {just sorta sits at the bar and like waits...or something} 
: Thinking gets you killed knowing is what counts*winks as he laughs* 
: ((Jeesus...you guys should download The Offspring - Self Esteem (Live). The crowd basically sings the song. And you can hear them easily over the music.)) 
: *notes the fact that she is beating around the bush about what she does and remebers she said something about clients*You wouldnt happen to know where I could find a merchant would you? 
: *Steps slowly through the entrance, dressed in once again a more militarist,business code than someone from the NR High Senate. Tilts his shades slightly as he lets his blue eyed gaze wash across the tina* 
: ((*has no idea how to address a senator*)) 
: ((*pauses his character to go get dressed*)) 
: I have need of items from time to time*he turns slightly and looks at the high ranking NR Senator as he walks in then looks back to Kennedy* 
: *The Project Leader of Firewall slowly decends the few steps before moving towards the bar, glancing from side to side silently - his posture just reeks of noble class, and his youthful looks emphasis maybe a small hint of inexperiance* 
: *in other words, a perfect target presents itself in Milamber..*insert evil laughter here** 
: *he looks at the data pad and then picks up his cup and sips it he sets it down and looks around to make sure no one is looking then he takes the datapad and gives it a galnce* 
: ((glance)) 
: *Wipes a stool with one hand before taking a seat, ordering a standard Kuati wine* 
: *strolls in quietly, a smirk upon her lips as she pauses on the top stair to survey the cantina vitreous green eyes* 
: *on the datapad is a name and a contact number for a merchant that specializes in getting anything... for a price.. and contact instructions for one: Breana Svalich ((*fluffs own chars*))* 
: ((Can read a thing on the pad because this is rp but shrugs*)) 
: OOC- *sticks through in where it belongs* 
: *he slips the pad into his coat and smiles up at her thinking he just caught a illegal dealer*So where can i meet this person? 
: She comes here occasionally.  She'll give you anything you need. Within reason.  *sips her whiskey*  But if'll you excuse me, I think I see a potential client... 
: ((Ooooo! We've a GC! *checks her position*)) 
: *he looks up at her and gives a nod thinking he will need more to do anything about this girl* 
: ((Conveniently enough...)) 
: *steps to the side and leans against the wall by the door, brushing a bit of hair behind her ear* 
: *she offers him a brilliant smile* It's been a pleasure... *and then steps away from the bar, sauntering casually in Milamber's general direction* 
: *Slowly sips his wine, removing his shades and placing them within a top pocket* 
: ((*has to pause himself out because there is a rank battle going on with his crew on aim*sighs*Being a commander bites)) 
: ((Heheh. *will come IC some other time then* *wanders off*)) 
: OOC- *jumps* Yeeee-owwwww!!!! 
: *glides to a halt (gasp!) right beside Milamber and, finishing her drink, sets the empty glass down on the bartop, as though this just happened to be the place where she ended her drink, so this is where she'll get a refill* 
: OOC- *sniffles at her kitty and rubs her behind* Stupid cat... 
: *Looks at Kennedy, giving her just a passing glance as he glances to his chrono* 
: OOC- Gotta go...*gone* 
: *gestures to the 'tender, and has her glass promptly refilled.. she then rests casually against the bar and notes Milamber's preoccupation with his chrono*  Strange place to meet someone. *speaks idly, but clearly at Milamber* 
: Later, FG 
: *Doesnt look at her as he replies calmly* Just checking the time.... 
: Checking the time might imply that you're waiting for something. *sips her whiskey* 
: {unpauses character and is still just sitting there, doing nothing} 
: Poking ones nose into others business might imply rudeness....*sips his own wine* 
: It might, or it might imply interest. *hides a slight smile as she glances around the room* 
: An interest...? *raises an eyebrow slightly* 
: I am well aware....*letting a slight arrogance flow into his tone* 
: {exits....for now} 
: {looks to Quinn} Well lookie who it is. 
: Your concern is noted.....*glares at her slightly across the rim of his glass* 
: Hey hey hey, you have a boyfriend, remember? He wouldn't like it you put your arm around other guys. 
: Gack. *posts to avoid being overcome with blue* 
: Thanks from the compliment...{slips away from her arm and goes to the bar} 
: No offence taken...*notes the sucking up* 
: {looks to the bartender and orders a simple aler 
: {looks to the bartender and orders a simple ale} Why not.. 
: *Shrugs, not a very senatorial thing to do but can not be bothered to think up a retort* 
: {sips the ale and listens} 
: Who says I dont have an escort? *grins slightly, his features showing a degree of confidence* 
: {blinks and shakes his head at Quinn} 
: Blue.. 
: Better than the chances of successful assassination I assure you...*finishes the rest of his wine* 
: *Ignores the trashy music and the trasy singer* 
: {blinks again} You don't sound that well without the background music. 
: A few...a week. *smirks slightly before placing the empty glass upon the bartop* 
: The difference is, I know that. 
: Oh, I could just be a well dressed snob from Chandrila or Coruscant. Who knows. Who wants to know. 
: {chuckles} We know why your not coming home. 
: Cuz you're too busy with Sully. {grins} 
: And be without a lead singer? That'll be real productive. And the problem is, you're concentrating to much on him and not on the band. {takes another sip of his ale} 
: *Has already indulged into one glass of wine, doesnt see the benefits of another* Excuse me if I dont introduce myself 
: You're 16. {simply said to counter act that statement} 
: You can call me Drax then. *idly, caving in and indulging once more with one more glass of Kuati wine* 
: How can we be treating you like shit when you're not even around? 
: ((spiffy, Justin.*eyes his two-color text*)) 
: ((What are you talking about Stone?)) 
: ((errr...you don't see it?)) 
: {chuckles slightly} I took a day or two off, you've been gone like a week. 
: ((No...)) 
: Not very often. Duties require me elsewhere for most of my time. *Smiles pleasantly back, as he sips his new glass of wine* 
: ((oh..*looks at it in IE*I'm using NN.must be a chat glitch.)) 
: *sigh* *waits for song to be over* 
: For all intents and purposes 
: {blinks and finishes the drink} {sets the glass down and makes his way over to Quinn} Oh you know I didn't it mean it like that. 
: ((*listens to OPM*)) 
: fk. *blinks* ...fk. 
: Of course I do. I just feel your spending too much time with him and not enough time practicing with us. It's okay that you see him, I have no problem with that, but it's seeing him too much that bothers me. ((*wishes Aera was on line to bring both Sully and Robbie in*)) 
: I have no real answer to that......*takes another sip* 
: {shakes his head} You don't come back though, that's the problem. You stay there with him. I don't care if you sleep there every night, but you still need to come back to the apartment to practice and such with us. 
: ((*blink blink**blink blink blink**blink blink blink blink blink!*)) 
: ((What the hell is wrong Stone?)) 
: Whats wrong with it? *raises an eyebrow* 
: ((sorry....*trying to out-blink everybody*)) 
: What's a pager? And we don't expect anything from you, it's just that you go ahead and do it anyways. 
: ((....out blink us? Alrighty then.)) 
: ((;) )) 
: Quinn. You're the one being selfish. Just stop and realize it what you're doing. You're only caring about yourself and this guy. O 
: *Cocks his head slightly as she cocks her head* 
: Quinn. You're the one being selfish. Just stop and realize it what you're doing. You're only caring about yourself and this guy. Not abou the band at all. 
: *cocks his head slightly at her as she trails off* 
: ((*pats Gany* Headaches suck)) 
: I care, I care alot. That's why I feel your slipping away from us now to go with this guy. 
: Is there anything you wanted in particular? *drinks more of his wine* 
: I'm doing nothing? I'm trying to keep the band together here. I'm doing plenty. You're the one slipping away and making us nothing. {looks to Sully} Speak of the assmunch. 
: ((*chuckles at Gany*)) 
: ((Yeah, GaN is Robbie.)) 
: ((Erm, I don't understand that Gany.)) 
: {blinks at Quinn} What the hell did I tell you? I don't care that you see him, I just care that you see him too damn much. 
: Not really...*catches her mischeivious smile, then pondering of whether she truely knows he is* 
: *tsks* 
: ((*baps Misty* No tsking)) 
: ((*chuckles at the link and pats Gany* IM)) 
: ((*thwaks Justin*no bapping.)) 
: *bapped* *tsks again* *fights* 
: (( There )) 
: A poor substitute for wine upon mt homeworld in reality. In theory, a brand of Kuati wine. 
: *ponders killing someone and taking all the money* How to make it look like an accident..... 
: Maybe so. Such luxaries dont really bother me 
: {sighs} Quinn, I give up. Go with him. {motions to Sully} Do what you want. {looks to Robbie} Looks like we need a new singer and guitarist now. 
: Oh come on. 
: {Shrugs to Robbie} She cares more about that cop than about her band. 
: (( One more time chat, and you're going down. )) 
: ((*chuckles at Robbie*)) 
: Com'on. We can't let ourselves get torn apart you guys. 
: ....Except this place could do with a clean. *idly* 
: {shrugs again and blinks at Quinn} 
: *puts a hand on Quinn's shoulder* Com'on. Guys why'd we have to fight? We're all a little tense right now. 
: Robbie, I give up. I've already tried talking sense into her. She's just so stubborn. 
: ((Noooo...I didn't even notice...*grins*)) 
: Unfortunately *falls quiet* 
: Don't make me keep the peace guys. Why do I get the lame job?  Well what are we seriously saying? WE can't make her choose between her boyfriend and the band. 
: For the last time Quinn, we don't hate you. 
: {mutters under his breath} fuking sixteen year olds... 
: Maybe we do lean on Quinn too much, I mean, no one cares that Baix and I are always high, or that I'm almost always with Kaythin.  But we do help, we all support each other. 
: {hasn't been high for a while, sold all his glittersim} 
: Not really. I dont..visit Tatooine that often. 
: I don't have a social life. I sit at the apartment and study the music. {ducks the glass and pulls out a small vibro-knife} 
: *grabs Quinn, or tries to* Hey hey.. 
: {grabs her wrist with his free hand and puts the knife away} 
: Whoa! *gets in the way, getting himself punched* uh. 
: ((*posted that before he saw Adon's post*)) 
: Heh 
: Indeed. Seems I'll have to shoot some of the NRI 
: (( late post, Looks like Baix catches her fist )) *grabs Quinn and tries to pull her away* Settle down (insert pet name) * 
: ((*prefers not to mention who he was/is*)) 
: <---Drax 
: *is kicked in the shins a bit, and punched too* Ah damnit QT. *holds her though* 
: {grabs both of Quinn's wrists and holds them and whispers to Robbie} This is probably good for her, releasing all that anger. 
: ((Lazy bugger....*to Adon* *now has to switch between handles*)) 
: Or you could open another window, V 
: Doesnt matter...*smiles once more as he sips the remnants of his glass* 
: {tilts his head to the side, the spit flying where his head once was} 
: ((:P@V.shoot the NRI if you can find them, that is :) )) 
: (( *pokes people with stun guns* )) 
: {releases Quinn as Sully grabs her} You deal with her. You're the one screwing her. 
: I'm going back to the apartment. {shakes his head and leaves} 
: *Narrows his eyes upon her at her subtle "senate" reference* 
: *sighs* Baixo wait. 
: ((*hugz for Legnahcra*homework :( )) 
: Abstain...*coldly* 
: *was going to do something, but forgot* Um... 
: Nothing. Let's just try to work things out. 
: {comes back in and goes to Robbie} We've got a problem... 
: *eyes Baixo* What ? 
: Of course not, Miss Vail. *assess's(I know thats bad whatever) her calmly* 
: We've been evicted for not paying the rent. The passcodes on the doors have changed. 
: Its okay. If I was you I would contact the Empire. The NR already have their own designs (new V-Wing Interceptor) 
: *shoots a quick glance at Legnahcra, than eyes Quinn* Now, is everyone done screaming ? 
: *sighs* 
: ((*snickers**thinks that V just likes the V-wing cuz it has a 'V' in it*)) 
: Apparently you didn't Quinn. 
: Kliv - It looks like a "V". :oP Adon - Alright, but remember, new designs have to be submitted for my approval. 
: ((I know.it looks way kewl in the Essential Guide.the carrier is kinda neat too.)) 
: There's another problem....{really doesn't want to mention this one} 
: *looks around innocently* Well, uhm *gruffly* I seemed to have... found a prohpit, in the distribution, industry. 
: Kliv - Thats the V Wing AirSpeeder. Im talking about a V-Wing (new) for space superioty 
: All our stuff is inside and the damn land lord won't let me in to get it. 
: Not much... but, it's a little bit.... 
: ((?*has not heard about that one*got any URLs to pics for one?)) 
: Perhaps. Lets cut to the chase, what do you want? 
: (( Bah, must not have good perception *thinks* Oh wait. You're right. )) 
: {shrugs} I'm going out to see if I can find another place for us to live. {heads for the exit} 
: www.nekressis.f2s.com/images/vwing.gif 
: (( Nifty V. )) 
: ((kewl!)) 
: Because, I met you in this place....*smirks* Everyone wants something. 
: *nods* I'll go with you QT. Hell I followed you here didn't I ? 
: Sure, he leaves, and he gets kissed. I follow you anywhere.... *sigh* no love for the twi'lek. 
: Ohh good idea *checks chrono* her dad's not around... *grins* well than, I guess I won't be following you *anxiously exits* 
: V-Wing Interceptor - Designed primarily from what new Republic Scientists saw during battles against Nekressis Fighters. Although larger than the more convential fighter and requiring two pilots, the V-Wing boasts sufficient improvements to help in the war. Firstly, it lacks a shield generator. No shields. Zilch. Instead, it has used the same principle of hull design as Mon Calamari ships. Stronger and tougher it should keep the fighter alive after a few plasma cannon shots rather than one. 
: {shakes his head and slips out the door finally} 
: *Gone* 
: This is since shields have proved useless without heavy (and damaging/costly) modifications. Its arsenal include four laser cannons, and a missile launcher - boasted with four cluster missiles. Added to this, the fighter contains small manuerving jets upon different angels to perform flips and manuevers that would put the A-Wing to shame. 
: Something I want? I'm listening.... 
: ((*looks at the picture in awe*)) 
: Aera - It doesnt do anything 
: Ack, light. *hisses* 
: Such a shame. *keeps his eyes upon her* 
: Classical music is more my style. *Studies her in this time period* 
: *is English and beats both of you* 
: *plays a long lost mp3 - Muppets Swedish Chef and remembers thats what Cay was supposed to sound like* *LMAO* 
: *ROFLMAO@V* 
: Bork bork bork! *ROFL* 
: I remember that. Red said that to me, too. *LMAO* 
: As you already know who I am, I dont have all day to cater for this personal talk.... 
: Bork bork bork! *LOL* 
: ((Bah.. I do not. ))
: Hehehe! 
: *continues to ROFLHAO* BORK BORK BORK! 
: *lol* *pats Cay* 
: ((*jumps*yes!)) 
: I can easily leave..... 
: Then, what do you have that is important to me? 
: ((*prods GaN*)) 
: Anything that would prove benefical to me....*pauses, watching her* ...or the New Republic 
: Aera - Now imagine Cay as the Swedish chef 
: Depends really on what you want in return. 
: heheh 
: So there is no point in continuing this then. 
: If you have some information you can always discuss it with the NRI. 
: Then maybe the NRI can recruit you. 
: OMG. My foot is dead....*walks* *comes back to comp* OMFG. It feels so....strange with a dead foot 
: *pats V* 
: *Gives her an equal look back* And let me guess, you want to deal with me. 
: Uh. *clearly not from Montreal* 
: *lol@GaN* Hehe 
: *lol* 
: I would rather be more afraid of their highways than anything else, GaN. Heh. 
: *Is not amused at the sarcasm or "acting"* Any other senator I am sure can help you out. 
: Myst can drive! fs 
: ((Aera:nope.)) 
: Why should I feel like an ass? *is clearly Canadian* 
: *ROFLMAO@GaN* 
: *can also drive well enough, so there* *is a good driver* 
: You can pick up another one. I may not the best senator to deal with. 
: ((*is in fight - NR vs NI*)) 
: *LOL*  You don't use the DVP to get anywhere, you use the... erm... the... uh.. no, not... the... Er... You don't go to Toronto. 
: Hehehehehe! 
: ((NI?)) 
: ((I'm a senator. Of course not. Pfft Even though I would kick butt)) I am quite busy with tasks within the New Republic along with my homeworlds obligations. Other Senators are not as busy. 
: You use the 401 "Express" *cough* 
: ((NI = Nekressis Imperium)) 
: ((ohhhhhh...ok :) )) 
: *snickers* 
: I have times of leisure...times I need not have to discuss business. And how to figure out myself being the ideal one? 
: ((*LOL!!@Aera*you didn't know!?)) 
: Hehe 
: *ROFLMAO@MOTD* 
: ((*snickers at the MOTD*)) 
: Its only been...... SEVERAL MONTHS 
: ((informative message V, but you messed up Cay's nice centering...or whoever did center it.)) 
: Kliv - He can fix it. He is probably w*nking or something right now anyway. 
: And how do I know it isnt poison? 
: *waves to GaN* 
: ((don't listen to Justin, Aera.*eyes him*it was just a joke.)) 
: *eyes all the messaging* Ack 
: *lol* Hehe 
: ((hey..it nixed the colon...P=:P)) 
: No thank you....I dont drink. *Smiles pleasantly* 
: ((*LOL@MOTD*)) 
: *RaE@Justin* Like small things amusing small minds? 
: I have already had two glasses of wine...plus I do not know the "potency" of your drink. Best to stay safe. 
: *patted* 
: Exactly. And I wish to return to work tommorow morning without a hangover. 
: Hehe@Ganny 
: *ponders giving Drax a "sample"* *EG* *remembers giving someone else a sample* 
: *ponders giving Drax a "sample"* *EG* *remembers giving someone else a sample* 
: Of course, but as already said - better safe than sorry 
: Lo, Taren 
: *cries* If you could put together an unlimited number of cones, intersections, cylinders, prisms, and elbows, what kind of object would you make? *must design her final project for drafting* 
: *is poked* 
: Oy. Yes, very helpful. *baps Taren and Justin* *climbs onto Cay's lap, and cries* 
: Sometimes its neccessary to take risks. 
: Yes, Taren? 
: Oy. 
: Not particulary.... 
: Heh@Cay's exit msg 
: *randomly draws shapes, and hopes her teacher will accept this* 
: ((hehe)) 
: Oh? And you have a way to make it more exciting do you? 
: *hugged* Oy. 
: *hugged more* 
: ((Um...good question...)) 
: Hehehehehehe 
: Wooo! Yay, Taren! *draws a cylinder, with a cone on top as a hat, and elbows and prisms handing down from each side, like arms* Yeah, that works. 
: ((Taren is...Taren.)) 
: There. *is done with her awful, awful sketch* 
: In the twenties....why? 
: I heard that 
: *needs IC-ness* *could bring in Angelique or her Senator to bother Drax, but seeing that he's busy.. doesn't* 
: ((*looks at Mazz**thinks about applying for a handle with his rank in it*)) 
: *eyes the motd, finally* Erm.. *doesn't remember the President officially making a declaration of war* Um. 
: *applauds Mazzy* 
: No. Not really. Doesnt particulary matter. Too busy 
: ((Wooooooo)) 
: ((*considers that her Vice-Admiral really has nothing to do, but.... bwah*)) 
: ((ROFLMAO@motd)) 
: Its required. Leading KDY is a responsible position 
: ((Hmmm)) 
: Its required. Leading KDY is a responsible position 
: *steps through the door, attired in his Navy-General gear. The legs of his black BDU are tucked into his combat boots, and his chest is adorned with bars and stars. He wears a nameplate identifying him as Coltar, the New Republic's first Fleet Admiral/Navy General* 
: ((*blinks*)) 
: Quite frankly. Yes. 
: {enters in, a young Codru-Ji (wolfmen like race with 4 arms and two legs). His fur is silver, while his long hair is black and his eyes are deep dark brown. He is wearing a specially designed X-Wing flight suit with a standard issue blaster pistol at his side. On the flight suits upper-left shoulder there are two green markings} 
: *Steps inside, shyly, right behind her brother... in his shadow, even.* 
: ((Ou..Ria with the...uh, symbol? *doesn't pay attention all that much in english class*)) 
: {erm, enters in behind Angelique* 
: *Tiana Berklan steps through the doors of the Cantina, clad in crisp, Vice Admiral-like attire.  Her blond hair is swept back dramatically and a critical eye observes Coltar and his sister as they enter.* 
: {makes it so he enters in behind Angelique} 
: ((*blinks at Justin* Huh?)) 
: *adjusts his black helmet, very SWAT-like* *observes the patrons, eyeing everybody closely, keeping his right hand near one of his DL-16 blasters* 
: (('shyly, right behind her brother... in his shadow, even.* " Isn't that like a symbol, or...something like that...)) 
: ((*pats Justin* Yes, it is. It's all... metaphorical and such.)) 
: ((*changes link*)) 
: Mmkay 
: ((*giggles at the links* *changes her own*)) 
: *pops his neck, then grins* Wooooo...I'm finally important enough for them to try and assassinate me. 
: *her heels click sharply upon the floor as she makes her way to the bar, allowing a half-polite, half-tolerant smile touch her lips.  She stops near the Fleet Admiral and his sibling, nodding her head in a military-ish fashion* 
: *Eyes widen at her brother's statement.* What? 
: *eyes Shane and is suddenly and inexplicably reminded of The Balcony and ROFL* 
: ((Gack.. *smacks her long posts*)) 
: Relax? When I sleep. 
: {steps up beside Angelique, wondering the same as her} 
: *Salutes the Vice Admiral.* 
: *an older man enters, he wears robes, and has an over-confident smirk on his face* 
: {erm yeah, also salutes the Vice admiral as well or something} ((*is so not used to this military crap*)) 
: ((Oy. *wishes she hadn't made Angelique so shy, since the easiest way to annoy her brother is to have her randomly flirt with people* Bah.)) 
: ((It's early enough in the character development to change that Ria)) 
: eh.. *pats GaN* 
: Hmm? *turns and looks at Angel..* Oh...nothing, some guy came in and tried to kill me last night. *yawns* That's all 
: {snarls at Shane's comment} A Bug, no doubt... 
: ((*waves to Leigh(?)*)) 
: ((*chuckles at Ria's link*)) 
: That's all ? *Blinks, attempting to comprehend this.* That's all ? *Her voice takes on an unusually stern tone.* You get out of here, right now ! 
: ((Well the peer thing, ya know, she does that.)) 
: ((*has her link chuckled at* *takes a bow*)) 
: *then lets his gaze flick to Gerade...offers a half-assed salute, as he never considers himself on duty outside of battle* Oh, I suppose...though he looked entirely normal. *shrugs* 
: *she studies the two for a moment, before seemingly interupting*  Angelique Coltar... ?  *arches a brow at the woman beside Coltar*  It certainly is a pleasure finally getting to meet you. 
: Hehe 
: *Seems surprised at that question* Alone? I've never really thought about it. I dont attend the Kuati House gatherings for courtship 
: Except he was using Bug technology no doubt...am I correct? {half assed salutes back} 
: *then back to Angel* Out? *smiles, then ruffles her hair* Silly sister. That would be running. I don't run. 
: ((See! I was right! It is Leigh!)) 
: *patted GaN who isn't Leigh* 
: Ehe. *thought Coltar ran pretty fast last night* 
: ((*slaps forehead* Oh I give up...*murders all GaNs*)) 
: ((Jim is Leigh? *snickers*)) 
: *Blinks again, utterly startled at the Vice Admiral's words.* Err... why? I mean.. *Clears her throat.* Likewise, Vice Admiral. 
: ((*hugs Jim-y and Leigh-y*)) 
: I guess. I've never encountered them hand to hand or anything of the like* 
: ((Hardly, Leigh. :P)) 
: *Fixes her hair indignantly, and frowns at her brother.* Out, I said. 
: They're probably upset over our little destruction of their ship the other day. 
: ((Bwah.. *as she learns it's very much pointless to RP and exits her character*)) 
: ((Oy! Stay, Knees!)) 
: ((*cuts a hole in his sock*)) 
: ((So Angelique can kick her brother out, but still have someone to talk to.)) 
: ((Ahem...*would also be someone for Angel to talk to*)) 
: Because...that involves mixing with..the others. 
: ((Bah. *hugs Knees*)) 
: Indeed. ((*is away for a moment, looking at ranks*)) 
: I find socializing with the noble families tiresome and repetitive when my concentration can be used elsewhere 
: {smiles proudly and uses one his 4 arms to point at the two green markings on his uppermost left shoulder} Probably aren't happy with me either. I got two of them with inferior technology. 
: *Notes her ignored-ness by her brother, and frowns some more. Throws her hands up, fixing her gaze upward.*  And of course I'll be the one to have to tell Mom, "Yeah, he got killed because he refused to leave a local bar." *Sighs.* 
: Shower?  *blinks* *then considers actually getting dressed at some point soon* *then remembers that it's Sunday* 
: *Remains silent, suddenly noticing the increase in NR presence* 
: {chuckles at Angel} He'll be fine. 
: Indeed, I will be fine. *claps Gerade on the back* And you got two? *smiles, a twinkle in his eye* That's impressive. Very much so, in fact. 
: Yes I did...so do I get my own Mon Cal now? {grins} 
: Indeed. *talking to Gerade, he drapes an arm around Angel's shoulders* 
: Not really, because the fighters were theoretically dead 
: Heh.. *pats Jim* 
: ((Oh shad up V. I got them and that's what counts.)) Excellent...but I'd actually rather stay in a fighter...which reminds me, I did a little practice in the V-Wing sim....they're very impressive ships. 
: *Smiles weakly at Gerade. Stays beside her brother, and waits.* 
: ((Er)) Hmm...*looks back to her* 
: *is drinking something or other nearby* 
: Heh.. Oy 
: *Is rather.. trapped.. as her brother is holding her, and if the Vice Admiral wanted to talk to her, she'd have to go over there.* 
: ((*cuts a hole in his toe* Ow)) 
: I love them to death. We're putting Red Squadron into them as soon as training is complete. 
: Were are we gonna find the extra pilots? I mean, they are two man ships after all. 
: *Randomly smiles at the Vice Admiral, who she thinks is rather bored.* 
: *Shrugs* Life goes on 
: *is rather bored at that, and returns the smile, before pulling out a complicated looking device to punch a series of commands in* 
: If you are talking me into suicide Miss Vail, it wont work. 
: *watches Kennedy and all the NR* 
: *Obviously having no place in her brother's conversation, she steps away from him, and sits beside the Vice Admiral. Nods respectfully to the Supreme Moff as she notices his gaze.* 
: And I suppose I fall into the first category 
: Were are we gonna find the extra pilots? I mean, they are two man ships after all. 
: Just leave that to us, lieutenant. *doesn't veen notice Angel leaving* Sooo.. 
: *the device she holds in her hand casts a strange glow upon her face and she looks up briefly to see Angel sit beside her*  Good afternoon, Miss Coltar... *before punching in a series of buttons* 
: {nods} Hey, you know what's great about this war? 
: *watches the NR types some more* 
: ((*bah@everyone shortening her name to "Angel"* *dislikes this* Why not Angie, or Ange, or anything that doesn't remind me of that stupid Buffy spinoff?)) 
: Most likely the first then *doesnt seem to particulary care* 
: It makes the military look good? 
: ((Er...what's a Buffy?)) 
: Good afternoon, Vice Admiral. *Notes the Supreme Moff still watching, and offers him a smile.* 
: *RaE* Actually, Angel is much better than Buffy, I've found, and there's nothing wrong with the name "Angel" *biased, obviously* *hugs Angel* 
: That too...but the fact we're not fighting that damn Empire this time. I got so sick of blasting TIEs... 
: *smirks at Angelique* 
: ((*watches the stupid Buffy spinoff*))  What brings you here?  *sounding half absent minded, obviously not noticing Moff's presence* 
: ((Yes but you're evil jIm, she's good)) 
: ((Er.. *hugs Jim-y*)) 
: *pats Jim* 
: My brother, actually. *Shrugs simply. Her gaze wanders over to the Supreme Moff again, and she peers at him curiously.* 
: Oh, you do? 
: (("Coming up on the WB, another bad show that no one will see")) 
: *laughs slightly* Oh, I know what you mean. This new war offers a challenge.. 
: Ah, yes.. .*casts a glance in Coltar's direction*  ...your brother.  *crunches in a few final numbers before storing the small instrument in it's former place* 
: It doesnt matter. Im not campaigning to be President. And since you arent Kuati.... 
: There was something else I wanted to ask you...about new weaponry... 
: *waves lightly and orders a drink* 
: Is there anything else? *says it in more of a humerous tone* 
: *pats Jim again* 
: Oh? 
: {also notes he lowered his voice when speaking that} 
: *Returns the wave, still quite curious, but is not going to be rude or stare. Looks back toward the Vice Admiral.* Somebody has to keep him from getting himself killed, you know. 
: Yes...{keeps his voice low} You know how those Bugs have their Disruptor-like weapons? Well...are we getting any new type of blaster like that...{pulls out his blaster pistol, just to illustrate his point} Ya know, something other than this 
: The High Admiral does a fair job at that.... but I'm sure she could use some assistance.  *smiles tightly, her gaze flickering to the man as well* 
: *listens to Gerade and smirks* 
: I don't believe it would be proper for the High Admiral to hit my brother upside the head. I, however... *Grins lightly.* 
: *Again, gazes curiously at the Supreme Moff, but turns away quickly so she doesn't seem to be staring.* 
: Ummm...I'm really thinking no... 
: *Glances around as she directs her attention away from him, noting the political counterpart to the Empire - and again the increase in NR activity* 
: Oh... please tell me when you plan on doing that.  I'd hate to miss it.  *lowers her voice significantly, with a light laugh* 
: I see...well, I was just wondering...{puts the blaster away.} 
: ((brb, dinner)) 
: I promise to give you at least twenty minutes notice, Vice Admiral. *Grins again.* 
: ((Increased NR activity? Hehe)) 
: Why thank you.  *grins in turn, as she absently brushes at some sand on  her skirt* 
: ((*comforts pH*)) Oh, it's no problem at all.. 
: ((Wooooooooooo@Isamu)) 
: And you... what do you do for fun? 
: *bursts into the cantina, all dramatic like, a grin whiped on his features* Now here's a place I missed. 
: *turns to look at Isamu...blinks* 
: Oh, bet thats fun....being my polar opposite... 
: ((Are not!)) 
: *heads down the steps and over to the bar, taking a seat beside Shane...turns to him with abit of a grin* Miss me? 
: ((Are so not.. *hugs pH some more*)) 
: *was standing near the door...actually tackles Isamu before he gets to the bar* Ahahahaha!!! My genius has returned! 
: *Is now.. just sitting.. glances worriedly over at her brother.* 
: *glances towards Isamu as he enters, arches a brow before looking back to Angel*  So... what pushed you into the arms of NR servitude?  ((*hopes she spelled that right*)) 
: So sorry. *Glances at a NR admiral...tackling...someone - notes down a possible reprimand in the back of his mind* 
: ((*is back*)) 
: *tackled...blinks* Nice to see you too, Admiral. 
: *bahs Jim* 
: Again, my brother, although indirectly. The Navy is in our blood, and I figured that I might as well follow him, to make sure he stays safe. Navy General or not, he isn't exactly the smartest of our family. *Shakes her head.* 
: {blinks as Shane tackles Isamu, has no idea who Isamu is} Admiral...who is this? 
: *bahs Jim because everyone knows she's the best lurker around... duh* 
: *:-P'd* Eek 
: *tries his hardest to refrain from laughing at the Admiral* 
: *rolls her eyes* *baps Jim* Go 'way 
: *clears his throat...gets up, and brushes dust from his bars...turns and looks at Gerade* This is Isamu, one of the best pilots ever to grace the cockpit of a fighter. 
: Isamu Eden, rather. 
: I believe I figured that one out for myself... *quietly, with a I-hope-you're-not-offended smile* 
: And why would you want to find me interesting? 
: *tells Jim to go away because he's leaving anyway, and this way she can convince herself that she's told him what to do, and that he has obeyed* 
: And why isn't he in our squadron then? 
: *gets to his feet, dusting off his pants, then turns to the one Shane's talking to* Hey, there. 
: He's...uhhh...been away. *nods* 
: Hehe 
: *Raises an eyebrow at her brother.* He doesn't seem to make any effort at hiding it. 
: {nods respectfully to Isamu, not sure on his rank so he doesn't salute} ((*pokes Isamu* Read my profile)) 
: Yes... but, the High Admiral must see something we don't... and I trust her judgement. 
: Wouldnt it be a waste of your time? 
: ( *poked* Okay ) *tucks his hands away into his pockets, still grinning slightly, turns to Shane* So there still an open position on your squadron for me? 
: Yes, of course. 
: Why not? *eyes her suspiciously* 
: Oh, definately. Though, while you were away...*slight grin* Fringe stole your Squadron Lead. 
: ((96% of New Republic characters use blue or a blue shade.)) 
: I'm sorry to cut this short... but I must be going.  *makes a quick exit*  ((Bleck...*runs off*)) 
: What brought you back, though? *adjusts his sunglasses* 
: *chuckle* Figured he would. Backwater is one hell of a pilot. 
: ((Except for me.)) 
: ((*uses a baby blue color because of Shane's regular color, because she's all for symbolism and such* :p )) Good afternoon, Vice Admiral. *Is now all alone.* 
: Well Incom Enterprises decided to fire me after I wrecked their prototype fighter..And I heard you guys needed all of the pilots you can get.. 
: Angel! *waves her over* 
: *laughs* You wrecked a prototype? 
: Fascinated with me...? *quotes from her* 
: ((*chuckles at Aera* You could have always just said "Boobies" or "Famous Titties")) 
: Yes, Shane? *Rises, approaching him.* 
: {chuckles softly when Isamu says he crashed a prototype} If you're as great as Shane says, it must have been a pretty crappy prototype. 
: I want you to meet somebody.. 
: Hey, it's not my fault that they didn't make it atmosphere-friendly..*turns to Angelique, a brow quirking* Hello... 
: *Raises an eyebrow slightly at her* 
: *laughs s'more, then claps Isamu on the back* 
: ((*dodges thwap* Yes well, "Famous Titties" would make it an SNL reference.)) 
: *slapped on the back, stumbles forward just slightly, giving a blink* 
: ((*thwacks pH* Don't talk about my character behind his back or he'll come in and whup you!)) 
: So Shane, is he allowed back in our squadron now? 
: Oh, indeed he is. 
: *Blinks, a smile tugging at his lips* Not really no. I've had people after other things, but they were "dealt" with. 
: ((Knave Squadron.....*makes a face* Err...noo...)) 
: Excellent...we need all the pilots we can get...even if they crash...{grins} 
: ( Knave Squadron? ) 
: Hey! That wasn't my fault. 
: ((*thinking of squadron names* Fringe and I aren't happy with Red)) 
: ((Bug Squishers.)) 
: ((*pokes around for Ria*)) 
: ( Hm.. ) 
: ((*is back*)) *Smiles shyly at Isamu.* 
: *looks back to Angelique, nudging Shane* Aren't you going to introduce me? 
: ((*confused by Aera and burns him* Don't do that!)) 
: Senatorial favours, media, technical buffs, Sienar Fleet Systems, Incom, Any opposing royal house on Kuat, etc... the list goes on. 
: *smirks at Isamu...* Angel, this is Isamu Eden, God of fighter combat. Isamu...*motions* Angelique Coltar. 
: ((*notes that Baixo doesn't know what they're actually doing, just was guessing*)) 
: *offers a hand toward Angel* Coltar? 
: *Curtsies slightly, smiling.* How interesting. I've never met a deity before. 
: Yeah Isamu, she's a Coltar. The brains behind the dumbass. {chuckles} 
: *stomps on Gerade's foot...hard...with the heel of his combat boots* 
: Oh yes. My exact title on Kuat is puzzling. Drax of Kuat, or Milamber of Kuat. Such things happen when you the head of your homeworlds source of profit and power 
: *Giggles softly at Gerade.* 
: Heh..*glances toward Shane* So she's really the brains behind your stragies. I should of known. 
: {doesn't react to the stomp on his foot and just chuckles to himself} 
: <Pablissimo> You dont sleep much then <Zhil|peeved> sleep is overrated <Pablissimo> sleep is sooo underrated <ReDNuTTeR> clearly Pablissimo 
: I dont really care. I let my peons do most of the work in regards to other businesses and contacts. 
: *smiles at Angel* Indeed, she's a bright one.. 
: Poor Shane. Our secret is out. I suppose I'll take over from here. *Grins.* 
: {mock whispers to Isamu} They brought her out because Kalle couldn't handle Shane alone. 
: *chuckle* 
: *choses to ignore Gerade* 
: *Smiles at her brother, shaking her head.* 
: *returns Angel's grin* Either way...Fringe'll be glad to know your back. 
: In all seriousness however, Angelique here is the latest addition to our squadron. And if she's anything like her brother, she should do just fine. 
: Hmph 
: Sleep is overrated 
: Oh I still do a lot of work for KDY. What I meant is that I leave the more mundane workings to subordinates 
: ((My girl friend is inflatable. Yeah she's a real doll, she was made in Taiwan)) 
: I bet, how's he been anyway? 
: *cough cough* 
: *Falls silent again.* 
: ((Gah...)) 
: {turns to Angelique, letting Shane and Isamu have their little reunion} So have you done any training in the V-Wing simulator? 
: He's doing great. 
: If you will excuse me...*to Kennedy as he stands and walks over to Coltar* 
: Good, can't wait t'see him. 
: *Nods, speaking quietly.* Just a bit. 
: ((Wow, after that long ass conversation with Kennedy, Drax just ups and walks away)) 
 Misty is away.  Reason: Cleanliness is next to Godliness
: *will assume the Senator wouldn't waste his time on a lieutenant (:P@Ria) and turns to Drax, after seeing him approach* Good evening, Senator.. 
: {wonders why she's being so shy} You like it? 
: Hello Admiral. I heard that the shipments made it through to you from Mon Calamari. 
: *looks over to Drax, tucking his hands away into his pockets* 
: Every single ship but two, Senator. *smiles...which, ever so slowly, evolves into a proud grin* 
: *still sitting their, enjoying a few drinks* 
: ((Time to break up this stupid love crap)) 
: I guess.. 
: ((*nods to Baixo's link* Green Day rules. *also thanks him*)) 
: ((Uhh...Shane, it's MXPX)) 
: *eyes a map breifly, noticing the sandwhich* A lovely nekkie sandwhich, with NR and Imperial Bread. 
: Unfortunately we have a problem Admiral. 
: ((*hops about tackle hugging people*)) 
: ((I thought it was Green Day...actually, I could have sworn it was Green Day....))( 
: ((Yes well, he's more to see Sully than you Quinn)) 
: ((erm...it's MXPX - "Please Play Our Song On The Radio")) 
: Problem? 
: {enters and quickly makes his way to Sully, completely ignoring Quinn} You. Are you really gonna help us get our apartment back from that scum of a land lord? 
: Something wrong Ms. Coltar? 
: *Blinks.* Not at all. 
: Yes. *lowers his tone* KDY has...difficulties to manufacturing the V-Wings. They arent exactly easy, nor cooperative during construction. Quite simply, KDY has managed to produce a total of eighteen fighters. 
: *turns from Shane and Drax to Gerade and Angel, deciding on listening in on their conversation instead* 
: See what you can do? I just talked to the bastid and he's gonna throw all of our stuff out if we don't get it. But he's not letting me in to get it. You need to do something. 
: Oh I see...then why are you being so timid? I'm not that scary, am I? 
: {grinning} 
: ((*and is ignored* *makes a face, then wanders off to fix her profile which is badly in need of catching up*)) 
: Eighteen in addition to the two squadrons we picked up? *frowns...ponders* 
: No... *Frowns.* It's not... *Wrings her hands.* I'm timid by nature, I suppose. 
: ((*notes that Stardust's profile is like a magazine article* *blinkblink*)) 
: No problem, stick around me for awhile, and you'll loosen up. *slight grin* 
: Quite simply Coltar. It involves Mon Cal technology, and Mon Calamari is on the other side of the galaxy. For each shipment, you are going to have to meet on the edge of Nekressis territory at least - and we can at least assume they will bump up defenses. 
: {shrugs} Later, but right now, we need our apartment back. Or everything we have will be burned. 
: *Smiles slightly at Isamu, finding no response to that.* 
: Ah...well, you don't want to be like that out in space. You'll get killed. 
: *kisses Quinn* Well than, I'll get on it right away. 
: ((Look at the Moff! Making the move!)) 
: Space and... here, are quite different. 
: Yes, well, you have a point. 
: *frowns more, biting on his bottom lip* 
: (( bah damn windows... *pfft@Quinn* Kadel gets enough love anyway. )) 
: Do whatever you can, because come the first sunrsie of tomorrow, it's all gone. {turns and exits} 
: *Nods slowly, and lowers her gaze again.* 
: New Republic presence is not...good in that region of space either. There is no way we can get cover for the shipments, since all warships in that area are protecting Mon Calamari itself 
 Misty is back
: *doesn't mean to, but nods in agreement with Drax anyway* 
: OOC- *kicks her comp* 
: *ponders the awkward silence for a moment* Well..I could use a drink 
: *strolls in quietly, a smirk upon her lips as she pauses on the top stair to survey the cantina vitreous green eyes* 
: *moves over to the bar, calling the tender over* 
: *eyes Casid as she enters then steps to the side, leaning against the wall by the door* 
: *walks in and down to the bar* 
: *Approaches the bar also, gaze low.* 
: *walks down and sits next to Lleld* hiya 
: Hey everybody. :) 
: *waves to Jesk* 
: *nods to Kennedy, and ponders talking with the NR folk* 
: *smiles at Misty* 
: *orders a shot of whiskey, glancing toward Angel* You look something's botherin' ya. 
: ((back)) 
: ((*tackles Jeskar and noogies him* Ha! Finally got you!)) 
: *sips his ale* 
: ((Jesk'r? *many hugs*)) 
: No, I'm fine.. Really. *Smiles at Isamu.* 
: Ack! *straightens his hair* 
: M'ria? *many hugs back* 
: *snickers at Jesk and Justin* 
: *waves to StaAm* 
: *cracks one of his lopsided smiles, giving a nod* Alrighty, I believe ya. *kicks back the whiskey, wincing lightly at the burning sensation* 
: ((*siltenly laughs at Aera*)) 
: {sits at the bar, somewhere near Angie (happy Ria?) and Isamu} 
: *crosses her arms over her chest and watches the door rather impatiently* 
: ((Where did Mazz go?)) 
: ((*hugs Jesk'r some more* *also hugs Justin*)) *Orders a.. whatever it was she ordered last time, and draws money from her purse-thingy.* 
: ((I shot him V, shot him right in the nuts)) 
: OOC- Mazz? Ria? Who-wha? 
: ((*hugged* Woo!)) 
: ( Kicked off maybe? *notes his absence on AIM* ) 
: Comp problems, mayhaps? 
: *looks@ lleld* i know.  I got outta me old job with that crazy guy adn im open for buisness if anyone wants to hire me for computer , droid work 
: ((*is Ria*)) 
: *looks at NR, looks at StaAm, a beautiful lady drinking alone, looks back to NR, evaluating* Hmm. 
: ((*prods about for Mazzy randomly*)) 
: OOC- *tacklehuggles Ria* 
: *sips his ale again* 
: ((Err.. *tacklehugged*)) 
: *moves away from the bar, givine a wave toward Gerade and Angel* Catch you guys later. 
: {sends the bartender when he/she/it comes over to ask what he wants} 
: {half salutes Isamu and grins} Good bye Isamu, let's hope your not rustic behind one of the new V-Wings 
: OOC- *is FG* 
: So, how's everybody doin? 
: Goodbye. *Waves to Isamu in return.* ((*hugs FG!*)) 
: OOC- *waves back at Gan-ers*hugs Ria...um..again* 
: *chuckle* I'll have it mastered in a week. *gives a small salute and ducks out of the cantina**gone* 
: {comes up behind Sully} Losers?! Why you dirty son of a-{sets that up for Aera to cut him off with a post} 
: Hidelyho cantinarinos! 
: *eyes StaAm* *nods* 
: ((Rob! Dude!)) 
: Whoa. Lo, Rob 
: ((Rob! *tons of hugs!*)) 
: How things ^_^ ? 
: ((Err.. *has to go for a bit* *leaves Angelique in the bar and whatnot*)) 
: OOC- *sneaks away and hides behind Gan-ers* 
: ((So Rob, you get your 'net working again or are you like at Rohan's house?)) 
: 'Rohans house, not sure how long it'll be before I get it back :( 
: ((Yeah, he was telling us how like, it's your phone lines themselves)) 
: You dirty ass! Let me get my stuff atleast! 
: OOC- Could be better...but hey...at least I'm not in Torp. How bout with you, Gan? 
: *smiles at StaAm, and taps a seat next to him* 
: Rob - User levels were removed. Its now flags (dont ask me). When you return you'll get all the mod abilities 
: Yeah, 'can't even use the phone, I've been going mental. 
: OOC- *wishes along with Gan-ers* 
: (( Gany- Me too. )) 
: Indeed I did. 
: ((That must so suck Rob. God damn, communication by snail mail only...the horrors of it all!)) 
: OOC- Let's hope, eh? 
: Jim is coming to visit me :oP 
: {turns to Angie} So, you found someone to join you in a V-Wing yet? 
: Aye, I've bearly been in contact with 'Nigma, tis really frustrating. 
: ((brb)) 
: ((brb)) 
: Yes, their is. I'm going to leave for a while, and it's a rather long, boring trip. Perhaps if you'd acompany me, it would be less boring. 
: ((Um)) *Looks towards Kennedy, nearby since Mazz has disappeared* Leaving so soon? Pity 
: OOC- sheesh! I still have..*counts* 3 more years... 
: Uhm. Kennedy isn't on AIM, Aera. *bap* 
: (( Oy it's Misty. )) 
: Would you like a drink? *pulls out a bouch, it has several credits, he flicks through them, most being in the thousands or hundreds, some small chits line the back* Ah here *pays for his drink* And you ? 
: ((*mutters*)) 
: *orders something expensive* Very well. 
: *Shrugs lightly* So...what drink did you advise again? 
: Well.... I'l gonna head off now, I'll see ya all when I see ya guys. 
: *eyes never leaver hers*  As long as you'd like. 
: Later, Rob. Take care. *hugs* 
: ((*is back*)) 
: OOC- *nods lots at Gan-ers* 
: *Waves bye and hugs for all that want them* 
: ((Oy! *hugs Rob much*)) 
: Right..and what is it exactly? 
: Yes, I am. *smirks at her* 
: *And is alone again...* 
: ((*blinks*)) 
: *waves to Horn* :) 
: ((*waves to Misty and all other people, lurking or otherwise*)) 
: OOC- *hugged*hugs Gan-ers back* yes...*drowns them both in self-pity* 
: OOC- *waves back* 
: *sips his ale* (bad chat ) 
: ((*pokes Jeffrey*)) 
: OOC- *hugged*hugs Gan-ers back* yes...*drowns them both in self-pity* 
: *Sits, and.. yeah.. sits.* 
: ((*poked**blinks**his delayed reaction causes him to block several seconds after it happens**mutters*)))) 
: *smirks some more* Most excellent, sets a hand on her leg* My ship can depart whenever it pleases you. 
: (( *realizes that sounded kinda sick* ah well. )) 
: ((*is finally BACK*)) 
: ((*snickers*)) 
: *does a jig* 
: ((WB Justin.)) 
: *does a jig* 
: ((*is also finnally back*)) 
: *raises an eyebrow* Curiosity 
: ((*looks around for who poked him*)) 
: WB, Justin 
: ((WB Justin.)) 
: ((awww...thank you misty! *big old hug* *grin*)) 
: (( Bah, I closed my windows and wrote a book already Baixo ! )) 
: *L* *hugs Justin back* :) 
: ((*jabs Aera* What happened while I was gone?)) 
: *kicks chat* Stop. *kick* Eating. *kick* My *kick* POSTS! *kickkickkick* 
: OOC- *raises back from the drowned and eyes Ria* One down... 
: ((Woo! *got hugged twice* *hugs Gany back*)) 
: ((*helps kick Misty's chat*)) 
: ((*whistles*)) 
: ((*helps kick Misty's chat*)) 
: ((*hugs Justin too, then* *is also eyed*)) 
: Corellia? *doesnt particulary like Corellia personally* 
: ((Gah!*mutters about double post*)) 
: ((*hugged three times, hugs Ria back* Oh, I am king!)) 
: ((*pokes Sileen for poking him*)) 
: OOC- oh yes! Would Ria know if/where FG could get a Ziggy CD?? 
: lousy son of a wamprat...{heads up the stairs to the room} 
: ((*ducks poke and flees*)) 
: ((*falls flat on his face when he misses*)) 
: ((ouch...)) 
: *smirks* Well than, shall we? 
: ((No, it's up the stairs!)) 
: ((Where? *blinks* At any big-like store. J&R, definitely. Virgin.. Lotsa places.)) 
: ((*giggles*)) 
: {is going UP stairs to the room} 
: (( StaAm= two here, one is split windowed one is at Forgotten Realms and being a pain, and one is a story I am writing. )) 
: Okay.... 
: *does a jig, like she did twice before, neither of which was posted* 
: OOC- Virgin...yes...*will go to the Virgin at Caesers Palace..Ceasers? Caesars? whatever* Thankee Ria *huggles* 
: {enters the room and bla bla, bla bla blah, get's some of their heavier stuff starts heading back towards the stairs} 
: *moves timidly into the cantina, her slender form silhouetted in the bright light coming from outside* *squints as she tries to get her eyes adjusted to the sudden gloom and moves towards an empty table* 
: *nods* oh I would. 
: *Stting, and so on.* 
: {grabs the rail of the stairs for balance as he goes down.} 
: *is haing quite the time* 
: And you say drinking that will make me "feel alive"? 
: *LOL@Aera* 
: *stalks into the 'tina, a red cloak covering him and leaving his face in shadow* 
: {loses his balance cuz he's a klutz and grabs for the railing...as it snaps he 
: *whispers in StaAm's ear* I want you. 
: *sits down smoothly in the booth seat with a small sigh* 
: *casts a sidelong glance at the Col., smirking softly* 
: (( It was quite odd Misty, I was busy planning a trip to the middle east, but I decided I should get Baix his appartment back. )) 
: {his boot get's caught in some sort of wedge or crack in the stairs and he grips the railing for support, of course it snaps, and he falls down the flight of stairs, dropping their stuff and breaking all of it} 
: *glances at the patrons in the 'tina, then starting when he recognizes Sileen**he moves towards her like a wraith, silent and dark* 
: Hehe 
: {not to mention he lands on his leg wrong and snaps it into little peices} 
: *lifts her head and eyes the approaching figure warily, not recognizing him at first* *one hand slips out of sight* 
: {is just sorta sitting next to Angie at the bar} 
: *eyes Baix* Ouch 
: How could I show you ? 
: *Yeah, sitting...* 
: *as he reaches her booth his voice slips out*no need of weapons with me Sileen... 
: ((I fell down the stairs of my house once, landed right on my neck. Got up and walked away...after about 30 minutes of intense pain...)) 
: Heh.. 
: {also happened to be carrying Robbie's drum set, destroying most of it} 
: *LOL@Justin* 
: OOC- *gasps at L* Don't do it! It's a trick! 
: *Eyes her suspiciously before taking the bottle and pausing* 
: *her soft indigo eyes widen in complete surprise* Jeffrey? 
: *smiles*the one and only... 
: *eyes StaAm* Hmmm, perhaps. 
: ((StaAm's a slut)) {is in pain and Sully is comtemplating a law suit already...stupid greedy ass} 
: (( Gany is a dominatrix or what? )) 
: ((Oy. *bored* *contemplates rp-ing a doctor for Baixo, or something*)) 
: *no comment* 
: dominatrix?!?! *rofl* 
: OOC- nodnod* Mistress Raven Gan-ers...*giggles and hands Gany a whip* 
: *thinks the correct term would be "nympho"** 
: I... er... how are you? *raises her hand into sight looking a little embaressed* 
: *at the sight of her hand raising from the weapon she was holding his smile turns to a grin and he lifts back his hood*just fine...and you? 
: ((Nympho is good)) 
: {in pain and waiting for a freaking medical team while the two butt munches are still at the top of the stairs arguing over a law suit or not} 
: I'm well... *as her left hand settles on the table, the ring on her ring finger catches the light* 
: *Does so...but takes a medium sip just to get the better of her words. Coughs slightly afterwards* 
: *sees the ring on her finger and firgures out what it's for**he frowns darkly*.... 
: {damn straight the land lord will or Baxi will have beat him with a crutch later on} 
: Take you away from here. And than precede with the, business. 
: ((EMTs, Ria?)) 
: What is... *follows his gaze* Oh 
: ((*gasps at Leigh* What?!)) 
: ...Strange... I really shouldnt do this in the public spotlight 
: *lowers his head angrily* 
: (( Aera and gang hand Baix into Ria's custody.... their. )) 
: OOC- *kicks her comp* 
: ((*gasps and consoles Leigh* That's a fate worse than death!)) 
: If you'd like. 
: *reaches up and gently places her hand on his shoulder* 
: (( bah, misty I need some help. )) 
: {has a heart attack from the medical bill} 
: *blinks down at her**his eyes still reflect anger, but with a bit of sorrow there too* 
: Uh.. help? 
: I'm... sorry Jeffrey.. 
: *lol@Baix* Luckily, he's in a hospital 
: (( Yeah, in D&D, what is just below plate mail ? )) 
: ((*curses fluently* I gtg...)) 
: (( Splint ? Scale? Chain ? Brigadaire (SP?) ? )) 
: so am I...*turns away slightly* 
: No...doesnt look like it...but still..I..ooo..the warm effect 
: {dies from larger medical bill} 
: ((gah...just put it on pause here...)) 
: {dies from larger medical bill} 
: *drags out her PH and dusts if off* I think it's Splint 
: ((Alrighty. See ya!)) 
: ((later!)) 
: (( I do too, but my PHB is in my room, collection dust. )) 
: hehe 
: (( *should probably get it out, considering he's writing a DND story/novel/fan-fic/book/etc* )) 
: {revived} 
: That son of a womprat! Make him pay for this crap! Him and his sheity ass building of his! That's fuk nut! 
: Nothing *smiles and hoists her up, walking out like that, as he does his two gaurds slip out, smirking* 
: chain mail, splint mail, plate mail, field plate, full plate 
: *exits to his ISD, the Abu Simbel, with StaAm* (chicka-chicka-bow-wow)* (( Misty- Is it splint ? )) 
: OOC- *worried about Kadel and Casid*whispers to Gany* don't let him use anything with spikes 
: Ahem. *refers to last post* 
: (( Misty- okay, thank you VERY much, damnit, I don't want travel destinations *having clicked back he posts this* )) 
: Yes..Now...what was I saying? *looks  to her* 
: OOC- *giggles quietly* 
: *Shrugs, hesitating slightly but not going to be outdone by her - takes another swig of the bottle* 
: *baps all the ppl who have degenerated to OOCness* 
: OOC- eep! *hides from Gan-ers* 
: OOC- *bapped* hey! 
: {takes the bastid landlord to court} 
: ((*being OOC now, he blinks and looks for stuff to do*)) 
: Woo! {rich} 
: Okay....*after coughing and another warm effect* 
: {never hired a lawyer and doesn't pay} 
: OOC- *pokes Gan* But...um...didn't..I mean...*confuzzled* 
: *HAS SCOTCH!* 
: ((*HAS MONEY*)) 
: *HAS SCOTCH AND MONEY!* 
: {pays the bill and is left 350,000 credits} 
: ((*would be IC, but as there is nobody to RP with, he  degenerates to evil planning*)) 
: ((You know Misty, if drinking scotch was a job, you'd be a millionare)) 
: *opens the bottle, inhales...melts* 
: Hehe@Justin I know 
: *Is still sitting and whatnot.* 
: Fiiiiine... *smiles back at her* 
: ((that means you're an alcoholic Misty)) 
: OOC- oh...wait...my char's still in here 
: Erm. *isn't an alcholic* 
: *glances around then finally leaves her post by the door and walks silently to the bar, taking a seat* 
: ((GaNakade, there's an E on the end)) 
: *eyes Aera* I don't have a high tolerance for alcohol, but I can stay... coherent... *pause* more or less. 
: OOC- wait a sec...if drinking scotch was a job...would that make Misty a workaholic...or an alcaholic? 
: *Sitting and so on.* 
: ((*hugs Rohan*)) 
: {turns to Angie} We should go do some more practice in the sims...especially you 
: *walks down to the bar to order a drink* 
: *orders herself a Luranian brandy, paying for the drink as it arrives* 
: *waves to Rohan* :) 
: *L@FG* 
: *ordering a Whyrens REserve he takes a seat on one of the stools* 
: *Nods to Gerade.* I suppose... 
: *Is tugged and led to a booth, obviously takes a seat when they get there* 
: *sips at her drink, glancing about slowly* 
: {stands to exit} Come on, I need some practice with a co-pilot. I've only been doing it laone 
: ((alone)) 
: Alright. *Rises, and follows him to the exit.* 
: OOC- *kicks IM* Work you peice of....something! And...something else at that! 
: {exits and what not} 
: Whoops. *corrupts a NR Senator* 
: OOC- grrr....*attacks it with her fangs* 
: Teehee. *has twice the amount of scotch she had last time* 
: *sips his drink, glancing at everyone in the 'tina**bored, he sighs and moves to a booth* 
: *tries to figure out what to do now* 
: Oy. I haven't started yet, Justin. 
: *swings her feet up to rest on the bar, crossing her ankles as she sips her brandy* 
: Hehe. Oops 
: *waves to B* 
: *wants to get roaring drunk, but knows that will not show up well on his record, so sips it gingerly(sp?)* 
: I suppose moreso than earlier.....why? 
: *idly watches cat run by with a pair of her socks in his mouth* Mmkay. Good thing I don't wear those anymore... 
: OOC- Misty has a kitty!? Where?!! *looks around frantically* 
: *blinks* 
: Yes, my cat is insane. He gets it from me. 
: *watches him tear off like a bat out of hell* *then waits for him to start jumping at the walls* *ponders giving him some scotch* *EG* 
: *Ponders, Concience: NO! You have a low alcohol tolerance! Doom! DOOM! Flee!/ Have fun for once.* Sure. 
: Oy.. 
: *bapped* Ouch! Haven't you ever seen Turner and Hooch, Gany? Sheesh 
: *LOL@V* 
: Oy. And waste good scotch?! *eyes Justin* Phreak 
: ((Weee!)) 
: OOC- Freak...yes? You called, Misty? 
: *pats FG* Not you. The other one. 
: *sigh* 
: OOC- *patted...twice* ohhh... 
: ((*waves back*)) 
: *Is given the bottle...wonders whether this is a good idea. Activates a small device upon his chrono discretely, before taking a sip from the bottle* 
: Hehe. 
: OOC- *is proud of her dress...even if the rotten kids next door make fun* 
: so am I...*turns away slightly* 
: *sighs and looks down* Jeffrey.... *jerks her head up to look up at him* You know, you lied to me 
: ((*BRB*)) 
: OOC- *thhbts them all* they just have no freak apprecia- GAH! *pounced* puuuuunished. I'm still puuunished... 
: Well I'm not used to this......but its not too bad.... 
: Of course... *takes it slower, glancing around the pretty empty cantina* 
: *taken aback*how did I lie? 
: ((Justin~I'm getting a few things from iMesh, but I doubt you've got what I want...no offense.  'less you have a list...)) 
: OOC- *pokes Knees* 
: ((*puts it on pause again*grr....)) 
: You said once that if I choose Stefan you would go back to just being a big brother... *half smile* You didn't 
: it's hard Sileen...I...can't describe... 
: *tries to figure out if her chem test is tomorrow or Tuesday* *studies, just in case* 
: ((Crowd control, or chaos? *EG*)) 
: OOC- I dunno...what DID you do, Knees? *eyes her and sticks her in a chair with a bright light* 
: Yes it is....which is good. 
: *sighs softly, then continues bitterly* Well, you might be happy to know he may not live long anyway... *her normally calm face looks suddenly much older as she slumps forward slightly* 
: *sits down next to her*what?! 
: OOC- Admit it Knees! We already know! It'll be much easier on you if you just admit that...that... 
: *hugs Knees* 
: OOC- *breaks into song* You stole the cookies from the cookie jar! 
: *Blinks at her as she laughs* What?!? 
: *ROFLMAO@FG* 
: Cookies! *runs toward them* 
: Agh. Now why is that no one ever replies the way they're supposed to to that? HOW can we go off accusing everyone if no one continues the song? Hmph 
: OOC- Ah-ha! Mark these for evidence officer! *points to the cookies and snatches Zahra by the collar* I'm sorry..we need those for the trial 
: *Just gives her a "look" with his sky blue eyes* 
: OOC- I know Misty... 
: *pouts* No cookies? Fine! *pretends that Knees accused her* Who me? (crowd) Yes, you! (me) Couldn't be! (crowd) Then who? (me) *points accusingly at Misty* She stole the cookie from the cookie jar! 
: *gasp* Who me?! 
: *comforts Knees* 
: OOC- Hey! Hey! You can't leave! That's bail jumping! *runs after Knees* 
: *points at Misty some more* Yes, you! 
: *showers Knees with rose petals as she runs off* *was only teasing :P* 
: *Takes another swig from the bottle then :oP (evil women - this is my only good guy) * 
: Couldn't be! 
: Then, who? *Stuffs a cookie in Justin's mouth to shut him up* 
: OOC- No! Justin's lying! Knees stole them! *points* 
: *looks around..* AERA!! Aera stole the cookies from the cookie jar! *points accusingly at Aera* 
: *pouts at Justin* Mean!! 
: *comforts Knees, and points out how the game isn't ruined at all* 
: *looks around..* AERA!! Aera stole the cookies from the cookie jar! *points accusingly at Aera* 
: Ehe 
: *hasn't had a drop yet* 
: Ahem... *prods Aera into saying, "Who, me?" and continuing the game* 
: *Doesnt really notice, finishing off the bottle slowly* 
: *isn't sitting next to it, but has opened the bottle and inhaled the scent a few times* 
: Actually yes...it  is quite hot in here isnt it? 
: Gah. 
: There is that.... 
: Woo! *done studying, and therefore done with homework* *dances!* 
: The next person to IM about whether the Nekressis are at war with certain factions will die a horrible death 
: *LOL* *eyes IM* *EG* 
: WB Knees. 
: *comforts V* 
: ...and that *to continue from previous after hers* 
: Because like meh he is hiding 
: My room is a mess...eeewww... OH GOD. My cousin is coming around tommorow to use my fking ne t connection at 10am 
: *blinks* 
: f00l. you have revealed your iden to meh 
: *Shrugs and opens it for her* 
: Errr.. 
: *shudders* ffs 
: just say sex Justin fs 
: *curls up* 
: Sex? Where? 
: *Watches her, pondering more. Concience(spelling) : Alcohol limit. REMEMBER???? Stop before you do something stupid. / Its fun...better than writing reports* 
: *pats Justin, and L@V* 
: *is randomly reminded of "As Good As It Gets"* "This can't be right.. Con-science?" *loved that move, for no particular reason* 
: move=movie 
: Ooo! *wants to see* *also wants a poem about herself* 
: Scotch. *bounce* Scotch. *bounce* Scotch. *bounce* 
: *patted* *purrs, and blinks at Justin* 
: *would take the Scotch away from Misty, if she didn't fear for her life* 
: *Takes the bottle with a mutter of thanks before taking a swig of it himself, managing to not cough this time..woohooo* Well, I have it really. Head of KDY. Never really thought of anything else...I could have tried to go up for President, but nah. 
: *tripped* Drat 
: Oy. *would seriously not kill anyone for taking the scotch away* 
: *randomly points out to Knees, that while a whole lot harder, poems where the first letter of the person's name is the first letter of the poem, and the second letter of the name is the second letter of them poem, and so on, just look prettier* 
: *L* *pats Justin* 
: *nodnod to Knees* Kinda like my poem for Collin. 
: *did a poem for RED SKYWALKER that was pretty good, but lost it* 
: *doesn't have that poem up on her profile anymore* Bah. *has it on her website* 
: Later, Justin 
: *looks through Knees' site* Z3!!!! *faints* 
: *is in love with that car* *got to sit inside one.. and inside a Z8 at the car show she went to* *faints some more* 
: Yes, but far too much hassel plus I would have had  to give up KDY. *takes another gulp from the bottle before offering it back* 
: *pats Aera* *pats Core Rules for Comp* Teehee 
: Sshh.. *quietens OOCness a notch* 
: I'm gonna own the light blue one. 
: Too much hassel, and it would have meant giving up KDY. Nah. *Takes another gulp from the bottle before offering it back to her* 
: *nods* Yes...born into the Kuat family itself. Thus how I managed to get KDY in the end. As for money, thats not really a problem 
: *ponders IC-ness again* Bah. 
: Yes...nobility has its advantages. *feels slightly lightheaded* 
: *peeks in behind StaAm, he slips his hands around her, so his hands are on her stomach* 
: Okesh. *blinks at her sudden burst of laughter* 
: No. your not *kisses StaAm on the lips pinching her lower lips with his, and pulling backwards sucking on her lip as he does* 
: *yawns and so on* 
: Sssh,,,you'll attract people to us...*places a finger to her lips to emphasize this point. Conscience: Yes, she is sensible. Dont drink/ Fk that. You can say you are "ill" and make that dirty bothan senator do some paperwork* 
: *is enthrawled, just stands their, than follows quikly after* Hmm, something different about you. 
: *ROFL* 
: *looks at StaAm, lokos at Samantha, than counts and lips* Two girls.... *raises an eyebrow* 
: *oy@V!* "Dirty Bothan Senator"? *kick-kick-kick-kick* 
: *Stumbles in, adjusts his nerf hide flight cap and pulls his large bulbous goggles up to the top of his head. Takes a quaking step forward catching his foot on the edge of a step, feels his weight shift forward and ends up on his face.* 
: *Will, of course, not do any paperwork for the snobby, ill-mannered, and obviously hungover Senator Milamber. Will, instead, insisit that she simply couldn't take something like that away from the Senator, since she is positive he'd much rather do it himself, whether or not it will be late.* 
: *has food* Yay! *notes this means it can start drinking soon* 
: ((*is inner senate. Ph33r*)) *Blinks as she kisses his finger...doesnt think thats in the guide to courtship* 
: *calms self* 
: *Pushes himself up, his face very very red. Grumbles and stalks over to the bar, leaps up into a seat.Unfortunately his judgement is off and he drops onto his back with a faint yell.* 
: *kisses her in return, and as he does he shoots a quick glance to Samantha, and shoots a glare of invitation* (( Playa )) 
: *Has contacts with the best spynet in the galaxy. Will most likely be informed of this, and whether or not she goes to the President with the information depends on how much paperwork is left for her to do. So bah.* 
: *Grins back before he catches himself..misses anyway and just ends up grinning back* 
: *Presses a hand hard against his forehead, cursing himself and hops to his feet. Carefully sits on a stool, leaving nothing to chance.* 
: ((*has control over KDY - the biggest available shipyard to the NR*)) 
: (( Wow, instead of a travel site, I've got register.com )) 
: *Is.. um.. special-er, just the same.* 
: You know what they say *to both ladies* Three's a crowd. *smirks* 
: *Oo! Is specialer because KDY can't make V-Wings, which are very important to the NR right now.!* 
: it's a crummy banner.....I can't do anything with it. 
: ((*notes KDY CAN make V Wings, just not many and notes its the Mon Cals not Bothans who have a sniff in this project Firewall* 
: ((*L*)) 
: *Is specialer because, while the KDY is inadequate in its help to the NR, the Bothan spynet is still just efficient as ever, if not more. :p. And doesn't get drunk.* 
: I do...in meetings. 
: (( Shot down. )) 
: ((*Tackled*)) 
: I know but I can't do any resizing on it.... 
: Anyway.. *hugs V and ponders actual IC-ness* *in fact, ponders actual IC-ness as the Bothan Senator* 
: *Grasps the bar for dear life, trying to keep stable.* 
: Sometimes special events and when something makes me happeh.... 
: *comforts Gany* 
: *Glances over her shoulder towards StaAm* Enjoy him more than I did. *Laughs again, then leans forward, watching Porup* Need help? 
: lmao 
: rofl 
: *Glances at Samantha.* Oh... uh... s-sorry, were you, ah, sitting here? A-and no, I th-think I can get out of y-your way on my own. *Nods and hops to his feet.* 
: *sighs as he is continually insulted* 
: No, not at all...Have the seat.  I was just moving down the bar so that I wouldn't smell that awful stench down there. *Nods back towards Aera* 
: *Nods and returns to his seat.* A-alright. *Grasps the bar once more and retreats to his thoughts.* 
: ((Augh.)) 
: *Quirks a brow, then settles onto a stool* 
: *sits* Yes ma'am. 
: Suppose yes.... 
: *ponders IC-ness again* 
: Light.....and warm......*nods with thanks as he takes the bottle and sips out of it* 
: *smirks at her* 
: *is so very bored* *pulls out her copy of Maugham's "Of Human Bondage" and reads* 
: *Licks her lips, molten red eyes growing brighter with the passing moments* 
: Maybe. 
: *Yawns and stretches his back slightly.* 
: Well...I have subordinatsss....*tries to see what she is looking at* 
: We shall see. *slumps down, watching as she recrosses her legs* Yowza 
: *Pulls out her datapad, flicks it on and waits for the screen to come to life* 
: not all.....really...still limits 
: I was going to use the bathroom. *checks her mostly naked body out* And Quinn *blushes* 
: *reads and such* Ooo.. 
: *mutters...* 
: *Catches the light of the datapad and glances at it idly* 
: *hesitates to answere* Indeed *sits back up and sets a hand on each leg* 
: *Looks up at Porup, flashing a brief smile before she returns her attention to the datapad.  Holds it closer to her, then begins scrolling through lists* 
: *eyes the cat that thinks if he runs fast enough at the door, he might scare it open* *shakes head* 
: Whyz? *takes another few sips from the bottle* 
: *needs a drink... luckily, she can make one* 
: He had good taste. *kisses her neck, gently sucking on it* 
: *Offers her the bottle back* Sowwy 
: *Glances over at Gafgarian. Slightly worried* 
: *takes the bottle with a drunken giggle* S'okay. *takes a sip of it* 
: *Smiles again* 
: *Rubs her eyes with her free hand, then pulls out the recording pen and whispers a few things, in smuggler's speak, into the pen* 
: Very nice. 
: ((*glances at Ver* That wasn't scary at all... *scowls @ the X-Files*)) 
: *noticing his smile, smiles too* matches with your eyes... *says, like that's supposed to make sense... well, it does.. . in her mind* 
: I know... And they're like "Don't watch it alone!" *rolls her eyes* 
: What does? 
: *waves at Ronnie* 
: Your smile. *G* 
: *Glances up quickly, feeling the pair of eyes on her.  Slowly looks over the room, her gaze growing darker* 
: *waves back to Misty, then yells at her TV* No hugging! 
: Oh right. Well good 
: I have a few ideas. All very vague. 
: ((*gasps* How could she??  Nooo..... *whimper*)) 
: *waves back to Misty, then yells at her TV* No hugging! 
: ((Ewwwww....)) 
: (( *prods Leigh* Did I do something? The obvious IC conflict just now, and not responding to AIM ? )) 
: Oh right. Well good 
: ((Aera~You IMmed me?  *has no IMs*)) 
: ((*chokes and dies @ "Miss Harrison")) 
: Uh huh. Tis good. 
: *sips drink* 
: ((Did she just skip after him?!?)) 
: *Stands and exits.* 
: *Lets his smile broaden a bit, silent* 
: *is back* 
: *stares at him for what seems like an eternity, at least to her, then, blinking, shakes her head a lil bit, and sips again from the bottle before offering it up to him*  I'm a bit too tipsy for casual conversation, I'm 'fraid.. not what you're used to... 
: (( It ate my post StaAm. )) I have a vague idea. 
: *waves to Ria* 
: *Finally, her gaze settles on Gaf.  Smirks a bit as her eyes return to their normal colour* 
: *waves back to Andy and Ronnie* 
: (( Uh, Leigh. I think we are having problems over AIM here. )) 
: *curls up or something* 
: (( Andy- How about those chicks going at it in those super short skirt things? )) 
: *is pounced* *hugs Ronnie and Calli* 
: Oh thats okay.....*takes the bottle from her, sipping slowly* 
: *pounced* Gah! 
: *hugged, too* *hugs back* 
: *is torn between Sopranos, X-Files, and Who Wants To Be a Millionaire* 
: *Saves the files and casually switches the datapad off.  Tugs it close to her side, eyes narrowing* 
: ((Gah!!!! What a moron!))} 
: Oh! *remembers something she was going to download and does that* *is watching X-files, and must admit that it's not that great* 
: ((*glares at Explorer*)) 
: *watches the Sopranos* 
: Can all the OOC crap fillin my screen tone itself down plz. tnx 
: *LOL@the "Russian" character on the Sopranos, speaking Russian with such a thick, awful accent* 
: *Dips her head slightly, but never loses sight of Gafgarian* 
: Hehe.. okay... I'm just not... y'know... used t'being with someone like you, y'know.. all... political... n'stuff.. 
: ((brb, reboot)) 
: *...that is, of course, until he exits* 
: *rolls her eyes a lot at an email she just got and deletes* 
: *Glances down the bar towards Aera and StaAm* 
: *grabs her by the rear and scoots her closer* This is intriuging. 
: (( WORK ! )) 
: *sits and tries to figure out which char to bring in* 
: *Rummages through the small satchel at her side.  Pulls from it a small silver case, then drops her datapad into it.  Flips the case open and grabs a cigarra* 
: *grins* Oh, you bite. 
: *wonders if she could suggest bringing back the old message board seeing as how no one uses the new one* 
: ((Ria~Bring in Nadya, and ream Sam for no reason at all.)) 
: ((Ver~The new one's too annoying...too time consuming.)) 
: But what's the fun in that? *pause*  I know! Nadya can randomly give Sam work todo.. 
: *oy@typo* 
: ((Ria~Kayz.)) 
: Well then.. *suggests away* 
: I suppose not. 
: *Licks her lips, then sets the cigarra to them.  Snaps the case closed, then tosses it back into her satchel.  Rummages s'more until she finds a lighter (or SW equivilant) and lights the thing.* 
: So you pheer meh status? *Takes another pull from the bottle, experiancing the wonderful effects* 
: *Strides inside, all dressed up, the picture of success. Keeps her gaze on Samantha, and approaches her slowly.* 
: ((bah)) 
: *blinks slowly at him* fear?  uhhm.... naw... *G* 
: WTF? The new boards just require a login. fk sk...its not THAT time consuming. And also you cant post anon. No more bickering from ppl whos view point is worth nothing. 
: *glares at ISP* *sips drink moodily* 
: *Gives a wry grin in response* 
: *Glances up at Nadya, her mouth opening slowly.  The cigarra drops from her lips and to the floor before she can even take a drag off it* 
: *kisses StaAm's neck, but doesn't fail to stop watching her lick herself* 
: The point is V, no one uses them, so they're pointless. I like the old ones better. 
: *eyes the grin* Well, I'm.. not. Hmph. *eyes him s'more* Oh, gimme that. *grabs for the bottle* 
: *Sits down beside Samantha, without asking. Frowns disapprovingly.* 
: *Crushes the cigarra under the toe of her boot and dips her head to Nadya* 
: *peers as he watches, contently* 
: ((A mineral who should be in bed right now)) 
: ((Erm.. *pause* What does Samanthat... do.. for the Black Sun?)) 
: ((She's just there atm.  Doesn't do anything...)) 
: *Teasingly pulls the bottle back just out of her reach* 
: (( Feathery is good )) *returns the kiss* 
: ((Bah. *makes another*)) 
: ((Kay.)) *Her voice is low, but full of authority.* What work have you gotten done, lately? 
: ((Jim-y? *hugs*)) 
: None, ma'am.  I haven't been given any work. 
: *a slow smile pulls at her lips, moving so as to keep the bottle within her reach, or try to* 
: Not my fault if ppl dont use them. I personally dont want to have to edit shiet and deal with the "THE ADMINS SUCK!!!!11" posts yet again. 
: ((*scowl* brb)) 
: Please, let me tell you back home. 
: *Scowls.* Then what are we paying you for? 
: *lurks about, aimlessly* 
: ((*climbs onto Jim-y's lap and hugs him much*)) 
: *Smirks, bringing the bottle back behind him* 
: To sit here and look pretty?  I dunno.  Look, I tried to get someone....a friend of mine.  He'd be good for us.  Got a lot of skills.  I dunno, he was supposed to have an interview.  Haven't heard him since. 
: *obviously has to go over him to get the bottle, so goes about doing that, ending up in such a way that she's straddling his lap, but her attention is clearly focussed on trying to get that stupid bottle, so she doesn't seem at all effected by her current position* 
: Hmph. 
: ((*prods Mazz*)) 
: *Quietly, very menacing.* No, we are not paying you to look pretty. Would you like me to prove this, and get rid of your good looks? 
: ((*hugs Mazzy lots*)) 
: You know, Andy, this may be a bit of a shock, but you don't have to wait until the internet crashes to leave the comp. You could just ( *gasp* ) turn it off, get up and leave. 
: *After all her efforts brings it back to in front of his face, shaking it* Pity its empty...*chuckles* 
: *gets everything set back up again* 
: *leans back, eyeing him* You drank it all? *baps him* You arse. 
: ((*would bring in another char for Andy, but doesn't think she has very much time left online*))  I never had any to begin with.  Pay me to do something, then...give me a job, why don't ya?  I can't exactly read your mind to figure out what you want me to do...I mean, I could, but I don't think it'd be much appreciated. 
: I say you are. 
: Your attitude is also quite unappreciated. 
: Assualting a senator...ooooooooooooooo.....I could get you into so much twoble 
: ((Mazz~No IM? *pouts*)) 
: Heh.. 
: ((*scowls @ Andy*)) 
: Hmph. That didn't hurt. 
: *baps Jim onto AIM so that she might ramble drunkenly at him, without disrupting the RP* 
: Your attitude is also quite unappreciated. *Frowns.* You're going into internal affairs. Find out what our people are saying about the Dark Princess, and report to me. 
: ((*can't seem him on IM, and hasn't received any msgs*)) 
: Gotta love that hierarchy. *chuckles @ Ria* 
: ((*sees Mazzy on IM* *blinks*)) 
: Hehehe.. *so knew Ria was going to toss of Nadya's unwanted assignment on Samantha* 
: My apologies, Madam. 
: I know but stillll......*chuckles, his blue eyes twinkling in the light* 
: *nods* Indeed I do.grabs the wine out of her hand, kisses her deeply than starts kissing her neck, stopping to drink her wine slightly, than goes back to her neck* 
: ((*chuckles right back at Misty*)) 
: ((*pats Ronnie*)) *Frowns again.* You are to address me as Vigo Lyandres. Now, get to work. *Rises.* 
: No but still. *blinks, EG* I could kiss it better. 
: Yes, Vigo Lyandres. ((Just did.)) 
: That depends where you hit me. I forget 
: *patted* 
: No, I think I'm going to take you. 
: Forget? Oh drat.  I've forgotten too. 
: ((Err.. *worships Jim-y*)) *Moves to a more secluded area of the bar, and stares straight ahead, thoughtfully. Seems to be enjoying her authority just a bit too much.* 
: Oh yesh......you cod just make it up 
: *Mumbles and pulls out another cigarra, then lights it, puts it to her lips and takes a long drag* 
: ((Woo! *has mana showered on her* *proclaims herself High Priestess of Jim-y-ness, and.. um.. sacrifices Andy!*)) 
: Aww! That was the cutest Mulder/Scully moment in ages!!!! 
: *looks around* It's sort of a public place. Some people might not be ready for it *grins* 
: *Ponders to herself about the Dark Princess' long inactivity, and of what's becoming of the Black Sun... and so on.* 
: *grins* Make it up? 
: *is so being not-too-subtly prodded into ICness* 
: They just had this cute little arguement about the space ship from the movie. 
: *Shrugs lightly* 
: ((*er is not prodding Ronnie into ICness.. is instead plotting for Nadya to take over the Black Sun*)) 
: *looks at her* Have you ever done it in an alley? 
: Well then.. *won't go IC, in that case* Hehe. 
: ((*has school tomorrow, apparently* *should go sleep*)) 
: Hmm... 'kay... well... *lifts her hand to touch the side of his face lightly* wuzzit here? *blinks* *leans forward and replaces her fingers with her lips, kissing his cheek softly* 
: *nods his head affirmitivly* Lets. 
: ((*screams and immediately curls up, shaking slightly* It's....him!!!  *whimper*)) 
: ...him? 
: ((*ponders IC*)) 
: I dont know....doesnt spark any memories *smirks* ((*notes corruption*)) 
: ((Err.. *does wander off to bed, in fact* Night! *huggles everyone* )) *Exits, still plotting and whatnot.* 
: ((*smacks herself* Liver-eating guy....Who was also in Green Mile, and scares me... Gah..what was his char....Tooms!)) 
: ((*whistles innocently*)) Hmm.. yer right... that didn't see quite... *pulls back, thinking* 
: ((seem quite.. and add a "trails off" to that)) 
: Ahh... ol' Eugene. He was creepy. 
: Quite...? *RaE* 
: *Lowers the cigarra, flicking some ashes from it.  Glances around and exhales* 
: ...right... didn't seem quite right.... 
: aaah *in a tone of that all questions have been answered* 
: *was supposed to have all her responses done this weekend, and has 2* This doesn't bode well for my ISU.. 
: Hehe... I could try again...? 
: ((*mumbles, bored*)) 
: As long as you dont assaassssissannte me 
: hehe. link - my first chat... 
: Long as dun what? 
: Asssaasssinaatteeee *says slurry* 
: *waves to Brin* :) 
: *giggles drunkenly* I dunno what that is, so I dun think I'll do it 
: Oakee,,,,*grins back at her* 
: He's drunk pH. 
: *Takes another drag* 
: ((*notes drunk and typing in the dark make good things*)) 
: *rests her hands lightly on his shoulders, pushing herself up, and places a kiss right on his forehead... then lowers herself again* Wuzzit there? 
: Dun think so..... 
: It was on his ass, Kennedy. *nods* 
: Hrm. Drat. Well. I can keep trying, and... *gets silly and kisses the tip of his nose* There? 
: *rofl@Ronnie* 
: "Wow!  You have good aim!"  "What do you mean? I missed." 
: *Just watches her now...trapped in the booth* (:oP) 
: *clearly has him trapped in the booth, because she's straddling him and such, and is also quite determined to corrupt this particular Senator* *arches a brow* He who remains silent is understood to have consented... *implying that, if she has guessed, she'll have to stop kissing* 
: "Half of that is mine!" "I have no idea what you're talking about." 
: Eye candy.. hehehe 
: I vote no. 
: Hehee. *high-fives pH back, and eyes Jim* You already said that 
: Hmm.. s'quite a predicament y'got yerself into... 
: *eyes Jim again* He doesn't say that. 
: And whats that? 
: There isn't a plot, Jim. 
: Hehe. I dunno, but I think I found it. 
: found what? 
: *actually rather thought there was a plot* 
: Where I bapped you. *G* 
: gah 
: Where I bapped you. *G* 
: ((SHUSH about movie or I ban ppl. Im crankeh)) 
: *loves beating the chat 'fore it can post* Bwahaha 
: No you havent...no recognition..... 
: S'cuz I haven't showed you yet. 
: Quinn and Aera  - AHEM 
: Ooooooooooooooooh. you have? 
: *is being deserted* AGGGGHHHH! 
: fs....quite simply. I have gone AHEM. When V goes AHEM you listen. Because V = god 
: Uh huh. *pushes herself up again, and brings her lips to his, kissing him gently, a soft and experimental type kiss, because she is unsure of how he'll react* 
: Hehe@pH 
: *smacks Jim for another bad pun before he leaves* 
: *just... relaxes. And eats some brownies too.. goooooood brownies* 
: Ph33r my l337 n3kkid b4nn|ng sk|llz 
: *Smiles slightly, not really resisting her kiss and instead being corrupted (fs) and returning it* 
: *notes that if you're going to ingest herbal ingredients, you might as well do it the right way.. the way that works faster* 
: *feels her kiss being returned, and is encouraged by this, and so deepens the kiss* *doesn't bother to go into detail, cuz V's deserting her* 
: RIGHT THEN. You are n3kkid (character). You have moved to undress another character with SEXUAL purpose. Ppl dont like make out stuff. STRIPPIN eachother is TOO far for PUBLIC 
: I win! *bounce* I win! *bounce* I win! *bounce* 
: ((Now, if I were to come IC and beat the piss out of Quinn for kicking me out of the band...all this would stop. *EG*)) 
: I could've smoked up with my mother if I wanted to, actually, I just refrained because it was f'cking weird. 
: *wants detail cause its 3:38 am* *Slowly wraps his arms around Kennedy as she deepens the kiss. does so also* (nasteh women corrupting poor young senat0r) 
: ((*shrugs* I'm not paying attention.)) 
: ((However, Cabre doesn't need to be in the Cantina to attack. Just loose a few walkers on the city....just for kicks)) 
: *can't give details, because V wanted the corruption to be sped up* *slips her arms around his neck, pressing up against him and keeps kissing him :P* 
: oy. Aera. if you are going to take the piss. leave now. Im not in the mood and pushing me is bad 
: *VEG@Aera* But I wanna CORRUPT 
: I don't really do it anymore.. But yeah, my mother is.. odd. She found out I'd been smoking ( cigarettes, that is, she didn't know about the weed... ) and she really didn't care. 
: *er......responds somehow. most likely by trailing his hands* 
: Plus i f I want to have cybersex I can do so (not here  though if I REALLY wanted to I COULD. because I can CHANG E THE RULES ten minutes in advance but obviously  i wouldnt ) 
: *brings one hand up, resting it against his cheek, before lightly trailing her fingers over his jaw and reluctantly breaking the kiss* *speaks breathlessly* Wassat it? 
: We aren't boasting, Andy, we're discussing. I'm not exactly proud of my deviant deeds.. Anyway.. *back to Kyp* I didn't like the feeling of being high, so I stopped. Cigarettes, however, are my sort of thing, unfortunately. 
: Uhm. *blinks as she gets up, halfway through her current drink, to go make another... stops in the kitchen.. turns around.. comes back* 
: ((ANARCHY!!!)) 
: Well it did spark some stuff and it felt good so...yeah. *smiles* But I think I need to go 
: The first time is usually like that, Andy. Not that I'm saying you should try again... 
: Quote - "or get in on it " <--- are you offering me cyber with you and pH? 
: *grins, slipping off his lap and out of the booth, standing a bit shakily* Hehe.. yeah.. me.. *hic* *blinks* *covers her mouth, then lowers her hand* ..too. 
: Maybe I just had some bad experiences, but weed made me really, really paranoid, which I didn't like. Also, I didn't feel as though I wasn't in control, which bothered me a lot. 
: Do you want an escort? *follows out the booth after her* 
: Well, that depends.... will me escort be as gorgeous as you? *sways a bit, before righting herself* 
: Never smoke up and drink at the same time! Gah! Bad, bad sh-t... But as far as calming down goes, that's what cigarettes do for me... And I don't have to be worried about my parents finding out. My mom wouldn't care, really, and my dad is too dense to find out. 
: *notes "me" was a typo, but keeps it in, cuz Kennedy's drunk, after all* 
: Oh I can escort you.*grins* If you want... 
: He's not attacking you, pH, chill. He's just saying you really shouldn't complain. 
: No, no, nonono... You don't want parents like mine. 
: *bites her lower lip thoughtfully, a slow smile forming on her lips*  Mm, I think I'd like that... *sways toward him a bit, not on purpose, but... hey, might as well go with the flow* 
: *Places an arm around her* You can lean on me if it helps....*is a bit drunk himself but..can walk sorta better* 
: ((*changes colour back*)) 
: Mazzik has plunged into sarcasm-land a little too deeply for my tastes.. *pats Mazz*  And it's a long story, Kyp. Well, actually, my dad is fine, it's my mom that's the psycho. 
: I dont do drugs at all. I think its baaad. But I have always said "no" and ppl understand. 
: We have a Marijuana Party up here in Canada. A political party who's only platform is the legalization of marijuana. Canada rules, by the way. 
: *stamps CORRUPTED on Milamber's forehead, then slinks off, laughing evilly* 
: I dont do drugs at all. I think its baaad. But I have always said "no" and ppl understand. 
: ((sorta better... hehehehehehe)) *leans on him, giggling again, drunkenly, of course* And you c'n lean on me, too 
: *Smirks, and behins to escort her out* Where to? 
: If it's natural, I'm ok with it.. In other words, marijuana and them trippy mushrooms. ( yee-haw! ) However, anything else I can't say I approve of. 
: Bah. *decides not to get drunk tonight, and stops at her 4th drink* 
: I used to be very anti. when i was..er...12. LOL. But like....its THEIR choice. Like smoking normal cigarretes. I dont smoke, and m y friends respect this, they even cut down on smoking or dont smoke around me. 
: *stops walking, blinks...* Where.. uhm.. to? *thinks hard* Oyeah... docking bay 24... gotta ship there... hehe.. *resumes walking (sorta) now* 
: *patted* S'no fun when you're alone. Heh. 
: *has done anything illegal that she could get her hands on.. Except E, passed on that. Is a bad kid, but is over it now* Except I can't get the f'cking cigarettes out of my system. I haven't had one for almost a year and I still want them. Bad. 
: Okay.....*exits with her....and notes he'll probably get seduced more. and will continue this tommorow(today)* 
: Woohoo!! *plots for more seduction* 
: *exits and such* 
: NOW IM OFF TO BED 
: *slips through the front door, attired in his Admiral uniform* 
: G'night, V 
: ((School is overrated, pH. Give up on it; it's all pointless)) 
: stupid fking cousin. he should get his own internet connection 
: Yup. Ecstasy. 
: I'll drink t'that. *sips* 
: ((It's pointless. We'll all be dead in 70 years.)) 
: ((Kolera got another singer. This one from Tampa. They're getting up to SlipKnot size..)) 
: pH - if you really want to cyber with Aera, AIM is a good tool. or even ask Jez for adult chat. ta ta 
: VWAH 
: *lol* 
: Hehe. Vwah! 
: VHROOWW 
: *exits, now that the building is empty* 
: Love the lovely scotch. *pats it* 
: *ROFLMAO* *LOL* *LMAO* 
: ack 
: *peered at* ACK 
: I used to have a teacher like that. He was an art teacher, came to school drunk occasionally. It was funny. 
: *pats link* 
: *rofl@a chat she never noticed before* chat.projectjj.dk/fs <--- FS!! *lmao* 
: *wonders why Andy would need Ronnie to do that for him* 
: Teehee 
: Oooo... Yes, but you can still check 
: link 
: *blinks* Mmkay 
: link there 
: Logan? Someone has the char, Andy, I know that much, but I don't know if they plan to keep RPing him. I'll check it out. 
: Stupid chats. Got confused between /xm and /x 
: I know I'm the chat master. There was no chat master so Jez bestowed the honour on me because I was the only admin around. 
: *edits profiles.. adds e-mail, AIM, ICQ* 
: B5? Not my thing. Never watched it. Thanks for asking, though. 
: profiles? meant preferences 
: Vwah. *semi-drunk, but tired* 
: erm. *wonders why her e-mail and AIM and ICQ won't show up on the members list* 
: *lingers about, waiting for her song to finish downloading* c'mon... 
: *doesn't notice* *wink, wink* 
: Yep. 
: Oh, I'm not very good at alleviating boredom, unfortunately. I'm rather dull. 
: Oh yes... poor, poor Ronnie. 
: So the AP has it's own Icon now? 
: Gawd I love V.... 
: AP won't be around much longer. 
: There. S'like I never left. Hmm 
: *wanders in* 
: *lol* Hehe 
: [Homer] WOOHOO! [/Homer] 
: *ROFL* 
: Thought you were gone calli 
: *looks confused hearing his name too many times* 
: GL? Gorgeous Lutheran?  Great Legs?  Greedy Lover?  ....Gracious Lover?  Get Laid? 
: On what? 
: I should have known that one 
: *sweet smile* Green Lantern? What's that? 
: Oh, I do? 
: Once upon a time a powerful Emperor of the Rising Sun advertised for a new Chief Samurai. After a year, only three applied 
: : a Japanese, a Chinese and a Jewish Samurai. 
: “Demonstrate your skills!” commanded the Emperor. The Japanese samurai stepped forward, opened a tiny box 
: and released a fly 
: . He drew his samurai sword and * Swish! * the fly fell to the floor, neatly divided in two! 
: *sings at the top of her lungs* And your thoughtless words are breaking my heart....... they're breaking my heart.....  
: “What a feat!” said the Emperor. “Number Two Samurai, show me what you can do.” 
: The Chinese samurai smiled confidently, stepped forward and opened a tiny box, releasing a fly. He drew his samurai sword 
: and * Swish! * Swish! * The fly fell to the floor neatly quartered! 
: “That is skill!” nodded the Emperor. “How are you going to top that, Number three Samurai?” 
: Number Three Samurai stepped forward, opened a tiny box releasing one fly, drew his samurai sword and *Swoooooosh! 
: flourished his sword so mightily that a gust of wind blew through the room. But the fly was still 
: buzzing around! 
: In disappointment, the Emperor said, “What kind of skill is that? The fly isn’t even dead.” 
: “Dead, schmead,” replied the Jewish Samurai. “Dead is easy. Circumcision... THAT takes skill!” 
: I've heard that joke befoe 
: before, even 
: *clamps her hand over GaN's mouth and offers a smile to all other present* Heh 
: whoops. *drank that last a bit too fast.. seeks water* 
: thats better 
: I know another joke that isnt diryt and 12 people in a row laughed at it 
: Little Jonny is sitting on a park bench and across the path is an old man sitting on the opposite bench 
: the old man watches as little jonny pulls out this huge candy bar and eats the hole thing down in a few bites 
: Little jonny then pulls out a second and a third untill he has gone through 6 giant candy bars like that. 
: the old man says, Are you sure you should be eating candy bars like that little boy? 
: Little jonny wipes his mouth and says " My gradndad lived to be 107 years old" 
: the old man says " now I bet he didnt live to get that old by eating 6 candy bars in 3 minits" 
: Little jonny says:" he got that old by minding own m00ing business 
: mOOing business = fecken business 
: paradox 
: *shrugs* 
: *snickers* 
: *quietly* I can destroy you... 
: ??? 
: *pats GaN* 
: tha tline sounds much more funny if you imagine it being said by that quarky guy with the turtle on King of the Hill 
: Calli, Iknow where you live 
: Oh yes, Parallax, isnt that a villian? 
: Granted but that was the only ep I saw and I laughed when he wanted his turtle to give him a kiss and it went into its shell and he told it that   "I can destroy you..." 
: I know tiny bit bout DC... but thanks man *HFs back* 
: *pats GaN again* 
: But I know where it is Calli...I will find you 
: I'm a Spider Man fan myself nbut DC is the original ass kicker when it comes to comics 
: Read the preacher series? 
: *corrupted an NR Senator tonight, and is damn proud of it, fs* 
: *thinks it should be in the MOTD: "Senator Drax Milamber was corrupted tonight"* 
: Or lastnight, whichever fits 
: Thats awsome... 
: Senators are already corrupt. You don't get into the senate by being a boy scout. 
: Heheh. *remembers when GaN did that* 
: Me and some frineds actually been talking about how they could do a new Superman movie and put doomsday in it... 
: *lol@Ronnie* Drat! 
: And with that comment, I will wander off to bed, because the only thing worse than Ronnie is Ronnie-who-didn't-get-enough-sleep, in the pre-coffee stage. 
: G'night, Ronnie! *hugs n' such* *snickers at Jim* 
: Thatd be totally awsome with the current effects technology...GL would be huge revenue generator methinks 
: Night. :) *hugs n' such back* *waves to all and...er.. implodes, or some other, equally dramatic exit* 
: I personally love Star Wars and know nothing will top it...EVER 
: Dum de dum. *wanders off t'make another drink* 
: Sorry! Whoever that is, I'm sorry! *doesn't implode, just hides behind something and pretends she dissapeared* 
: *lol@Ronnie* 
: Joker, man I'm sorry, I've been using Brand X! 
: *disturbed by length of response time* 
: Heheh 
: Hello?  *echos* 
: Damn this computer!! It makes the chats so slow!!! 
: *uses his secret GL ring and creates the infeilders mitt of justice to battle Sinestros Spatula of destruction* 
: Wow. That's a neat trick, Jim. 
: Fetching. *pause* *falls over, laughing* 
: ... 
: *raspberried* Eek 
: Heros think not of such things...only that their spandex seams are centered and their hair is perfect and their nose doesnt shine too much! 
: I see someone else reads Toyfare. 
: *lol* Oy 
: I had my hair done up like vash the stampede a few weeks ago just to see if I could...it was awsome 
: Toy fare rules!!!   Nothing beats Doom being beat out on Jeopardy by a worm man! 
: I read toyfar too 
: *punctures Jim's ego with a sharp, pointy needle* 
: Or Punisher beating Aunt Mays teehth out and spider man not giving a rats ass 
: Toyfare did the GL vs Sinestro thing. 
: Uh huh? 
: Yes, and Bizarro rides the little yellow bus by choice damnit 
: *patpat* 
: eeeeeeeeeek 
: *hides, cowering* 
: I remember someone telling bat man to point his creepy blank eyeball stare somewhere else 
: Doom trying to take over Legoville, classic. 
: Lo, Mav 
: Doom is always trying to take over megoville...I loved Thor getting assimilated by the borg 
: Jedan. *boos and hisses* 
: *smacks Jim* Traitor. *huggles Mav back* 
: Right back atcha. Traitor. fk sk. *baps Jim* 
: Y'are 
: Mega Spidey vs Famous Covers Spidey, another classic. 
: Eh. *pats Mav* 
: ick 
: Bah, if I was there, Mav would've lost more than her legs....*ponders makign Mav take some Smilex* I get a grin again and again!! *maniacal laughter* 
: *is back* 
: Thx 
: Calli, call on Spawn to bring her back 
: Heh 
: SUCK MY WHITE ASS, BALL! 
: ??? 
: Oy. Down boy. *pats Jim* 
: *ponders what to do* 
: link 
: This site is awsome 
: *hums* 
: ... 
: that site is...only site I've found makes me laugh out load alone 
: *smirks coldly at Jim, hugs those who wish to be hugged, then goes off to bed* 
: Ooh, I think I felt a feel being coped 
: *comes back momentarily to SMACK Jim for leaving AIM before she could* *then goes* 
: Peek-a-boo! 
: Speedunkle 
: lol 
: Night, Misty. :) 
: Well, I just came around to see if my pic looked the way I wanted it to. ;) 
: Some balls are held for charity, some balls are held for fun, but when their held for pleasure they're the balls that I like best... 
: *hands Jeskar a dental pic*  Woof man 
: *peer* It's the Chesire Cat, thank you very much. *indignant* 
: Okay... I'll wait here while everyone looks up who the chesire cat is. 
: I know who he is..hes awsome in the OG disney flick 
: :P 
: Mmmmm... Alice. 
: He still needs a dental pick 
: *shaves a cat bald and releases into the room* 
: *rofl* 
: My, that sounds very ...ambiguous 
: *Sniffles 'n cuddles her now bald kitty*  REad it aain and think like a teenager 
: Damn kids! 
: what kids?  We no kids...well, she is but me..no way man I'm just inexplainable immature 
: Sjhe doestn talk like that to me... 
: seriously, aslk her 
: screebledeedeeble 
: Hurray. 
: ??? 
: !!! 
: Whatcha up to, Calli? 
: Ick... 
: *wanders in again* 
: *wanders out* 
: ? 
: lol 
: hehehe...why are you using l337? drunk? 
: Must? 
: But your a women. Youa re going to be gone for HOURS 
: Still...you'll be ages *cries* btw ive realized my environment is disgusting. MOULD on my keyboard and mouse 
: So you will be ages *hoped to be proved wrong* fk 
: Im away from 8-9pm UK time. Please schedule accordingly 
: Clearly 
: *has the books fs* 
: Mummy: The Resurrection 
 V will clearly have to be a Mummy now cause he is a Tremere normally fs...
: heh..pfft..mummies dont need do that 
: w00t 
: you'll be back soon then 
: ? 
: *peeks in, alone-ish* *eyes the RPG Outline, ans is randomly unhappy at Black Sun neutrality* *must fix this* 
: *blinks at GaN* 
: *hugs... Andy.. back* Err.. Why light purple font? 
: I see.. *patpat* 
: *will need to discuss Black Sun's neutrality with Ronnie* *nodnod* *pats Andy some more* 
: Oy.. Stealing my purrs.. *eyes Andy* 
: Aww.. Byes, Andy! *huggles* 
: *sits, and so on* 
: Wooo! *is un-alone now* *climbs onto Mazzy's lap and huggles him extra lots* 
: *blinks at... possibly Misty* I wanna control the weather.. 
: *also blinks at possibly Leigh* 
: Oy! *hugs Leigh much!* 
: *hugs Misty too, and Gany* 
: *has homework to do* Yuck. 
: ooooww *mywrist hurts* 
: Woo 
: it just really hurts when I ...no..it just hurts full stop...feels like my hand is out of place* 
: Or tendonitis 
: *waits for PA to load n' such, so she can go lie down* 
: *cheers on her cat* Woo. Yeah.. beat up the toy... get it... damn toy.... 
: wtf? 
: *was leaning on it* 
: *baps PA* LOAD 
: Oy, fs. *finally gives in and constructs a wave filter* 
: *notes how the nexy 40 odd days will be pure hell*....yay.... 
: Next. 
: Ronnie's here! *many hugs* 
 V cries
: Bah, ssh. Someone's at the buzzer. *stops typing* 
: Oy! *comforts V much* 
: *many hugs back for Ria* Why? Because I go to an un-semestered school, which means I have 8 final evaluations coming up in the next 40 days. All of which are worth about 20 to 30 % of my final mark. 
: *has never burned... is just..er.. lucky, I suppose* 
: *hugs Ronnie some more* *has a huge AP exam this Friday, along with other annoying things* 
: Stupid hand....fs 
: Woo. Yay! *that done, goes to take a nap* 
: *comforts V some more* 
: *does math homework.. will be slow in responding* 
: Myst - fix meh hand 
: *hopes she gets her exam schedual soon* *hugs Ria back some more* 
: I'm taking 7 class next year, but I've got a full course load this year. *can't wait to have a spare.. hopes it's a first period spare so she can sleep in* 
: *has a headache* *kicks things* *remembers she was gonna complain about Black Sun neutrality to Ronnie, and.. um.. does so* 
: Disobediant wretch *hisses* 
: Oy. Maybe later, V. *gone now* 
: Oy! *taking English Regents next year* *cries* 
: *is complained to* *appears to listen attentively, but is humming "The Hustle" in her head... Da da da dada dada da daa da da da dada dada da daa da da da dada dada da da DA! Do the hustle!  * 
: Yeah, but it's all.. annoying-ish. 
: Basically, Gany.. It's a spare. A free period. 
: Shake your arse, come over here now scream. 
: So come on, let me entertain you. Let me entertain you! 
: *bah@Ronnie* 
: *notes to Ria that Black Sun isn't a military power, and thus will remain neutral as far as fighting is concerned. However, they will involve themselves in other aspects and people just need to have patience* 
: *has no patience* *grumbles* 
: Black Sun has roughly military power rival to that of the Eclipse, whilst the Empire is just below that of the ID, whilst the NR production capacity is more than the Nekressis 
: *hugs Leigh* 
: Quanity didn't beat out quality, Russia beat out quality. 
: *eyes Justin* 
: Ahem...the USA was not a major power in the war. 
: Russia saved everyone's ass, you might want to go take a look-see in your text book. 
: If Pearl Harbour hadnt have been bombed the USA would just have sat back and let it all happen 
: Ronica - He lives in the USA dear. Their text books are propaganda shiet 
: Ronica - *points to Justins latest comment* See dear? 
: Russia had that whole Scorched Earth thing happening. Good stuff.  *nods to V* I know, I know... sad stuff. 
: Justin - That is a load of sheit. The UK was holding its own. 
: The USA was only better at that point in the war because all the other allies had been going through the war whilst the USA sat and watched. 
: Don't they teach you Hitler's main mistakes in history class? This was like, they key points last year. In the Battle of Britain, he made the mistake of stopping the bombing on air fields and bombing cities, thus giving the air force a chance to build plains, and then he made the mistake of attacking Russia... And there was another one... 
: Do you think we enjoyed having out major cities bombed to fk every night? Do you seriously think that wouldnt affect the UK? 
: Oh, that didn't happen... plains = planes. 
: Erm.. *points out that American textbooks are not "propaganda sheit"* 
: I refer to bombing cities after "bombing" mistakes done my German pilots 
: Hitler respected the British. He didnt want to kill us. 
: A german bombed a English city, a Brit bombed a German city, Hitler got pissed and left the air fields alone, and started to attack cities. 
: Exactly what Ronica said. 
: *curls up* No History! *has her AP test to worry about* 
: And Hitler did respect the British, this is fact. 
: And not to sound all pompous but just imagine what would have happened if Britain LET Hitler do whatever he wanted in Europe. Without the British = Hitler would have won and could have rivalled the US 
: Mine is on Friday too.. *cries* 
: But I say propaganda because MOST Americans seem to be disillusioned that they saved the day and won the war for us. 
: Justin - He could have toppled Russia if he didnt have to concentrate on two fronts 
: And again..... WHERE WERE YOU AT DUNKIRK????????? Damn lazy bast*rds. 
: *notes that she couldn't care less about who saved who in a war that happened waaay before she was born* 
: *notes that she couldn't care less about who saved who in a war that happened waaay before she was born* 
: And Ria says you dont have propaganda sheit *LOL* 
: Ria -Noone saved who. Well, apart from Russia. If it wasnt for Russia we would have fallen 
: Erm. No, we don't. If Justin doesn't know about Dunkirk, it's because he didn't pay attention to class or homework, or whatever. *blinks* 
: Or has awful textbooks. *nodnod* 
: Explain Dunkirk to him Ria. 
: *nodnod to V* So nobody saved anybody, and nobody has any right to say, "Blah blah, I'm better than you because my country saved your country in a war I wasn't alive for." 
: Oy. *too lazy* You explain it to him, V. 
: Dunkirk = allied retreat whilst getting bombed to fk. Luckily Hitler kept the Panzer divisions back cause he didnt want to totally destroy us 
: Justin - And the Simpsons is what? You believe because the "British" guy said "yeah" in reply, then its true what your crappy sources tell you? 
: *is rarely happy* 
: *vaguely remembers some numbers, like they saved 100,000 soldiers at Dunkirk, but a million didn't make it.. most likely has the numbers wrong* 
: *hugs Leigh!* 
: I dont appreciate jokes on this subject 
: *hungry* *hasn't had anything except coffee all day* *wanders off to the kitchen* 
: *is hungry too* *finishes her homework, first* 
: For the record. I have never studied WWII in any history class...yet I still know the basic common facts. And at least I know what Dunkirk fking was 
: *done with Math homework!* Wooo! *hugs everyone!* *will now eat and rest a bit, and then study for hours* 
: *returns with a quesadilla, or something spelled sort of like that...* *hugs Ria back* 
: I wear a size...erm.....28 inch waist 
: *will trim away all that added winter weight once she gets her pool open... stares out her window, eyeing her pool longingly* 
: *could share clothing with V* hehe.. 
: *looks unhealthy apparently* :o/ 
: Woo! *is eating* *notes that food is good* 
: Ive been told by parents I need to have breakfast and to eat at dinner time. 
: *hugs V* 
: *hugs everyone* 
: *hugs Ria back* 
: I only eat one meal a day 
: *patted* Jim-y? *tons of hugs* 
: *oy@V* Eat! *stuffs food in his mouth* 
: *patted* Wooo! *purrs lots* 
: *doesn't eat breakfast or lunch... has a bagel before 2nd period though, so she has brunch* 
: *has to mooch money off her drama teacher sometimes. Doesn't know what she'll do next year when her teacher takes a some time off* 
: One skip ahead of my doom 
: *usually has a nice nice lunch with salad and light sandwiches and so on* *dances* 
: I dont see the morning thus I dont need energy for the morning 
: *has coffee to give her energy in the morning. Functions on coffee. Is hopeless without coffee* 
: *notes that every single person in the Starbucks on her way to school knows her name and her order* 
: *hasn't had coffee for over a year.. not counting this morning when the stupid guy at the store gave her coffee instead of tea, and she accidentally took a sip* 
: *notes that everyone in Carols Fish Bar, knows his name, knows where he lives, and knows his order* 
: Coffee keeps me from ripping your head off and spitting down your neck, Justin, so it's not so bad. 
: *climbs onto Jim-y's lap and curls up* *muches on an apple* 
: *kicks typo* 
: *purrrs at Jim-y* *smiles brightly* 
: Starbucks isn't that expensive.  I get a grande coffee of the day, which costs me 1.87 and I don't take my change. So 2 bucks a day and my dad pays for that most of the time. 
: *worked at Tim Horton's... Can't look at donuts, but will never hate coffee* 
: *switches to tea only during exam time. Otherwise, is a die-hard coffee drinker* 
: *will pay Jim-y to stand around a look cute once she's rich, famous, and ruler of the world* 
: *will pay Jim-y to stand around a look cute once she's rich, famous, and ruler of the world* 
: *hasn't ever worked either.. hugs Knees* 
: *might get a job at the Gap if she can't find anything else* I really don't want to be a perky Gap person... 
: *has about $1500 in her bank account and an ATM card too* *pats Justin* 
: I know, Justin... I know... But they pay well. 
: *will get her CCNA senior year, and work for her Daddy at J.P. Morgan over that summer, and make $15,000* 
: I know that, Knees. However, I already do enough shopping there, so I might as well have a discount. 
: *hands Jim-y the $2.35 she has in her pocket right now* There. 
: I' 
: *is a brilliant shopper. The one and only thing about herself she's proud of ( That is so superficial. *shakes her head* ) * 
: Well. Um.. *hands Jim-y the money again, and gets a hug in exchange* Better? 
: *needs to go shopping soon. Soon as in now. Needs capris* 
: Oy.  *hands Jim-y the money.. because.. um.. yeah.. just does* 
: *blinks...* *looks around blearily* 
: Leigh: Yeah, we should.. I guess.. 
: But, um.. Bah. Neither do I. 
: *patted* *goes back to sleep* 
: *wonders if Leigh knows if Neidermayer is playing tonight* 
: Bah. *hugs Jim-y* 
: Assuming there is a next. 
: *blinks* *realizes something* Isn't Jim supposed to be sleeping? 
: *can do one load of laundry today... Eyes her hamper and tries to figure out which is more crucial; whites or colours* 
: Shouldn't he? 
: Uh... Because he didn't sleep last night? 
: *has a ~him~ in her house that she could do without* 
: And... Isn't he tired? 
: *notes that her ~him~ is just a ~him~ she could do without* 
: Is he? Lucky b@stard 
: Oy. *doesn't wanna study for chemisty* *grumbles* I know acids and bases.. *grumbles some more* 
: *hugs Ria* *decides on colours and puts a load of laundry in. Meanwhile, plans her future* 
: *L* Hehe 
: *nodnod to Jim-y* 'Course.. 
: *nodnod to Jim-y* 'Course.. 
: *hugs Ria* *decides on colours and puts a load of laundry in. Meanwhile, plans her future* 
: *spends a total of three minutes going over history stuff.. then goes to the regents site to test herself on chemisty* 
: *winces at Lled* That's awful... *f* 
: *hugs Lleld lots!* 
: OH NO! YOU STUPISID *)"$*( )_*£)_"HIUFH  &_"$ 
: *kicks the regents questions* Too easy! Gah! 
: But maybe, possibly, my teacher will have Regents questions on the test again! 
: *whistling, she gathers her future up in a bunch, walks over to the trash can, flips it open and dumps her future inside. Dusts off her hands as she walks away* Well now.. All I have to do is murder my hopes and aspirations in their sleep and I'll be all set. 
: *doesn't have a future, and is perfect [un]happy with that* 
: *hugs Ronnie* 
: Oh yeah, watching your dreams crash and burn can be a little painful. You're welcome to find yourself a nice cardboard box and move in next to me. I've got a nice refridgerator box picked out. Very roomy. 
: *hugs Ria back* 
: *has hopes and dreams, still.. won't once she takes her AP test* 
: *perfectly. *hates being a perfectionist* *lurks so that she doesn't have to t ype and fix typos* 
: Of course, Leigh. :) 
: (case in point) 
: *already covered how she won't ever live off anyone's charity with Ria* 
: *cries* I said to WITHDRAW. Stupid mil page, Stupid tick. Now Im a tick behind to launch my real attack 
: Oy. *will pay Ronnie to.. do stuff* 
: Lovely. See you then. 
: *won't let Ria* 
: *will lock Ronnie in a tower, then* 
: *is going to make it on her own or will die trying* 
: *will escape the tower* 
: Oy. 
: LET ME ENTERTAIN YOU!!!!!!!!! 
: Err.. *hugs V* 
: *is quite adamant about her whole making-it-on-her-own thing* 
: *is not* *would let someone give her lots and lots of money, if they really wanted to* 
: *rather wouldn't mind some Robbie Williams stuff* 
: Here it is 
: *snicker* 
: *has been hurt too many times because of dependence* 
: Millenium.... 
: *would love to be dependent on someone* *cries* 
: L - Kind of guy? *eye* 
: *is still a baby, which is why she doesn't wanna be independent.. is frightened and little and all* 
: Resources for defending... all I've got to say is:  WOOHOO 
: *is so very done studying* *dances* 
: *strives for an ideal state of completel independence and will be there someday. Or, as previously stated, will die on the way there* 
: *kills the unwanted L in her post* 
: *waves to Rohan* 
: *hugs Rohan!* *climbs onto his lap and curls up* 
: Yay, Gany! *will not be a best selling author.. will write the novel of her time, but not be recognized until after she dies* 
: *hugged again* Woo! *smiles brightly* 
: *won't have an address to send the book to because she'll be in cardboard refridgerator box* 
: Delusions of grandeur. 
: *giggles at Rohan* 
: . 
: Oy. Working=bad. *clings to Rohan* 
: It' 
: Uh huh? 
: *will be dead by the time Gany gets there* *would crash with Jim.. but she has one small problem. The Atlantic * 
: Myst - heh..on the suggests thread, you beat me to an answer about the boards :P 
: *pats Jim* I know that already. 
: *will be rich, and live in London, and will therefore drag Ronne across the Atlantic with her* 
: V - On the suggests thread, you copied my answer about the boards :-P 
: Rohan: So don't work! 
: ...and over-compensated by posting twice. 
: *won't take anyone's money! Thought she made that clear. Also won't be dragged... Swimming, however... that's an option* 
: Not my fault..I thought it hadnt posted....then after the second one I still didnt see it....this is until I contacted Jez with "BUG!!!" "Click the page down button" "whoopsie" 
: *will not give Ronnie money.. will give money plane tickets, but will force Ronnie to decorate her new house, or something* 
: money plane tickets? *removes the "money"* 
: *huhs Leigh* *also hugs Rohan some more* 
: *lol@V* 
: *would like to see Ria try and force her to do anything* *hops around on the balls of feet and shadow boxes* 
: Aww.. *missed Rob* *cries* 
: *bah@Ronnie* 
: Don't bah me. If I end up in a cardboard refridgerator box, that's where I belong. But maybe things'll turn out differently. 
 V wants to b|tch but is being restrained by Misty
: *pats V* 
: *curls up* 
 Misty unleashes V to cause chaos and mayhem.... Bwahaha
: *grinned at* *blinks and grins back* 
: *falls in love with Rohan's Ident* DE000 
: Right then ppl...I have some b|tch fests 
: Rohan - Dont you dare. 
: Only problem is that my personal b|tch is going to insult people. 
: The number before your name, Rohan 
: V - Who the hell cares? Insult away.. Go nuts. It's fun. Watch: "Jim, you're an @sshole.  Go take a flyin' leap."  See? Now you try... 
: Rohan - You actually logged in? OMG. Well done. I commend you 
: Thats MORE than SOME people do 
: MAIL! 
: *hugs V* *also hugs Rohan and Jim-y and Misty and Ronnie and Justin and everyone* 
: *ponders Rohan* Venting anger, otherswise I'll get more pissy and do something bad like delete everyone 
: There's new news? *checks* 
: *eyes horoscope* Oh bloody hell. 
: *gets distracted by Horoscope* oOOoooOOooo..what is it? 
: Bah. *has seen that news thingy* 
: *giggles at Rohan* But hugs are fun, right? 
: Rohan - It was only put up today 
: Are you sure you really want me too???? Noone will report it? 
: Because one more bad admin report and Im in trouble 
: Nah, no worries V. 
: *will not report anything* *hugs V* 
: *arches a brow at her horoscope* *is supposed to let the "love energies" and "feelings" flow today* of... course... 
: *needs a better horoscope* 
: Eeek. Byes, Leigh! *lotsa hugs* 
: *hugs Leigh* Seeya later. :) 