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<Arsenal> 'lo kitty
<bonfire> moo.
<Arsenal> wuzzup?
Arsenal pulls out a map from another RPG, ponders Evil-ness
<bonfire> Oh dear god...
<bonfire> "through a rift darkly?" :)
<Arsenal> nope
<Arsenal> using the map as a reference for this session.
<bonfire> Ahhh.
bonfire is away [TE/05:17PM] - fooding. - [l/ON]
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DarkSide is now known as N`Mor
<Arsenal> 'LO n`mOR
Arsenal drops an anvil on his typoist
<N`Mor> 'lo
bonfire is back [Take cover!] [gone: 45m30s]
<N`Mor> Moo..
<bonfire> moof.
Arsenal waits for Shad to wake up
<N`Mor> hrmm, Rifts Texas is still pretty much the same old wasteland, yes?
<N`Mor> if not moreso?
<Arsenal> yes
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<Arsenal> 'lo Mae
<Maeryn> boo
bonfire rocks to tmbg.
<bonfire> brb.
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<N`Mor> whoops?
<bonfire> no, was trying to see something, but it didn't work.
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<Ch`Dith> moo
<N`Mor> moodwagon
<Arsenal> moodwagon
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Meethos is now known as Raenar
<Arsenal> 'lo Rae
<Raenar> hey ars:
<Raenar> UL will be jacked when he gets in.
<Ch`Dith> hmm?
Ch`Dith sets mode: +o Arsenal 
Ch`Dith is back [moo] 
<Raenar> He loved The Matrix.
Arsenal sets mode: +oooo bonfire Maeryn N`Mor Raenar 
<Arsenal> he is on... over in chundernet
<Raenar> oh
bonfire is now known as Anya
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<Arsenal> 'lo JR
<Raenar> hey Jr
Arsenal sets mode: +o J-Rock 
J-Rock is now known as SteveM
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Ch`Dith sets mode: +o WhtStar2 
<Arsenal> '
<Anya> moo.
<WhtStar2> moo.
<Arsenal> lo ship
WhtStar2 is now known as Ru`ach
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<SteveM> En Taro Adun, ship
MacRae is now known as Malix
<Malix> Fjord.
Malix is now known as MalikVix
<Ch`Dith> Ship/Walker!
<Ch`Dith> bbiab
MalikVix makes you all be afraid, as this is his third session in a row which 
he's been at/on time for! ;)
<N`Mor> Malix? Neelix's little brother?
<MalikVix> NM: Don't make me use my chair on you again. :P
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Ch`Dith sets mode: +o UpLink 
<Raenar> hey UL
UpLink is now known as Vander
<Arsenal> 'lo UL
<Vander> Oi!
<MalikVix> mobbit.
<N`Mor> GYAH HA HA HA HA
Ru`ach wonders where the hell Aris is.
<SteveM> Ru: Peridition? *ducks*
N`Mor bashes Malix to bloody bits with a six-piece dining set
Vander cooks up cheeseburgers :9
Ru`ach grabs stuff from her sister's party. brb. :9
MalikVix reflects them with a reverse polarity fridge magnet!
<MalikVix> -r+d
<N`Mor> Ru: Free food! %)
Arsenal sets mode: +o MalikVix 
Ch`Dith whacks the IllumiNazi silly with the first thing he can get his claws 
on. This turns out to be N'Mor.
Anya gets rid of multiple root windows, will set up anonftp later, turns her 
attention to the channel.
<MalikVix> Haw ha-.. Ow!
SteveM doesn't, digests his steak and baked potato
N`Mor impales Malix with his horns?
<N`Mor> MV: You deflected wood with a magnet? ;)
Ru`ach junkfoods. :9
<MalikVix> NM: Magic. ;)
Anya changes topic to "http://www.csua.berkeley.edu/~katster/occgm.txt <-- a bit 
of a laugh?"
MalikVix gets out his staff and *ahem* 'tenderizes' N'mor.
<MalikVix> *whackwhackwhackwhack*
<MalikVix> Bad cow! Bad!
N`Mor burns the staff
MalikVix sends N'Mor to starving ethiopian children.
<MalikVix> "MMmm. Steak."
<Maeryn> no fair.. I have first dibs on that cow :)
SteveM would call dibs on the brisket, but...
SteveM mellows to "Falling After You" by the Foo Fighters
<Raenar> Van: Meelow out yet?
<Raenar> -e+l
<Vander> Rae: A bitr
<Vander> -r
<SteveM> although I would have loved to see my parents attempt to watch "There's 
Something About Mary"
<Arsenal> *chuckle*
<MalikVix> ...attempt?
Arsenal will bbiab...
Raenar mellows out to American pie. (Or at least try to mellow out)
<Arsenal> Commence le'HobbitStompe.
<SteveM> Illuminazi: My parents are born again fundies.
You are now known as Ars_AFK
<MalikVix> Hrmm. There should be a WP: Tae Kwon Leep skill. ;)
<MalikVix> Steve: Uhhhhnn. Oh.
Anya moves her headphone jack to her speakers and flips on the mp3s.
<Ars_AFK> Malik: s/WP/H2H/
<SteveM> Illuminazi: It would be written as a martial art
<MalikVix> Whoops. Yeah.
<MalikVix> "Boot to the head!" *vamps start flying* %)
<Ru`ach> Friend here.. bbiaw.
Ru`ach is now known as Ru_OOC
<N`Mor> H2H: Tae Kwon Leep?
<N`Mor> :)
MalikVix eyes Vander, gets out his staff. "Heeeere hobbity hobbity hobbity!"
<MalikVix> N'M: There should also be a WP: Swivel Chair skill. >%)
<Anya> No[tm].
Raenar pulls out his gun and fires a barage(sp) at the_runt. Watches him try to 
dodge them all.
<N`Mor> NAw, that would be Pilot: Swivel Chair
<N`Mor> %)
<MalikVix> %)
SteveM brings the Plow into Battloid, breaks out a giant robot scale golf club
MalikVix ponders Rifts: Obscure Combat Styles. %)
<MalikVix> H2H: Run Away And Hide Like A Coward. ;)
<N`Mor> hehe
<SteveM> oh boy, they're actually attempting it!  Any bets on how long they 
last?
<MalikVix> Steve: Hmmmm... twenty minutes, at the most.
<Raenar> malik: H2H?
<SteveM> Twenty minutes you have.
<MalikVix> Rae: Hand to Hand.
<Raenar> oh
<Maeryn> until the bathroom scene 
<MalikVix> Hmmmm. Pilot: Cow.
<Raenar> steve: 25 min.
<N`Mor> Mae: *snicker* ;)
<Raenar> brb
SteveM puts the 1-(red)wood down, wads the runt into a ball, and settles the 
Ballbit onto a mecha-sized tee. "FORE!"
Anya ponders running to the store really fast.
<MalikVix> Steve: I think that's more a 3-wood, doncha' think?
<SteveM> Illuminazi: it's a 1-wood a driver
<MalikVix> 1 wood'll getcha over the water, but right into the bunker, if you 
make it past those buildings. ;)
Anya is away [TE/07:05PM] - if I'm not back in ten, I'll have jolts for 
everyone. :) - [l/ON]
<MalikVix> Steve: Yeah, I know. I play golf. ;)
<SteveM> "You have obviously mistaken me for someone who gives a shite." *swing-
THOCK*
<SteveM> Wow. Wicked slice.
<MalikVix> Ow. Right into the buildings. That musta hurt.
<MalikVix> ....7 iron, next?
<SteveM> "Looks like he... hit the water tower, Jim."
<MalikVix> *snicker*
<N`Mor> "I didn't feel a thing"? ;)
<SteveM> I'm thinking, 6-iron
<Raenar> bak
<MalikVix> *nod* Okay. *hands mecha the 6-iron*
Ch`Dith returneth
SteveM sees if he can't loft the ball over the shark-filled moat.
<SteveM> *swing-THOCK.... splush&
MalikVix imagines someone stuffing the ballbit into a ball washer. 
*thunkthunkthunk* "owww! Hey!" *thunkthunkthunk* "Cudidout!" *whirrthunkthunk* 
%)
<MalikVix> Woah. I'd just take a 1-stroke penalty on that. Never getting that 
one out.
Raenar will brb. "If I'm not back in 10 minutes. Wait longer."
<SteveM> "Remember to replace your divots!"
<MalikVix> *snicker*
<Maeryn> Ch'Dith.. DS finished my portrait :)
Vander returns with cheeseburgers :9
<Ch`Dith> mae: neat... URL?
<N`Mor> Mae: showoff ;)
<Maeryn> N'Mor.. your point? ;)
<Maeryn> Ch.. where all his stuff is :)
Maeryn shamelessly flaunts her place in the artqueue s'more ;)
Ch`Dith fires up netrape, checks... ooh. Kawaii.
<Ch`Dith> }8=>
<Raenar> bak
<N`Mor> ..Kawaii?
<Ch`Dith> N'M: kyoot
Anya is back [Take cover!] [gone: 7m48s]
<N`Mor> Ah. ;)
N`Mor twitches. Captain Kawaii.
MalikVix twitches. P*ps.
<Maeryn> I was thinking more along the lines of awesome.. but kyoot isn't bad..
Anya grumbles, knew she should have checked mail earlier.
<N`Mor> PIPS!
<MalikVix> GAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHHA!
MalikVix kicks off the wall, swiveling at N'm with incredible velocity.
Anya grumbles some more, won't be able to see those books until Monday, fsck it.
N`Mor throws a shag rug in front of Malix, watches his casters hit it and he 
goes tumbling %)
<MalikVix> Noooooo! *rolls over*
<Vander> I dunno. I thought Mae's pic was... dark
<N`Mor> Mae is.. dark ;)
SteveM wonders where Aris and KJ disappeared to
<N`Mor> Malix: Do not trifle with me, young one. My swivelling abilities far 
surpass your own.
Vander gets his mind out of the gutter, does not suggest anything to Steve
Ru_OOC is now known as Ru`ach
SteveM thinks the Ballbit needs washing
<MalikVix> N'M: Yes. I see. Teach me the ways of the swivel, teacher! ;)
<Ru`ach> Steve: I *could* call Aris...
<SteveM> hmmm. Did you already
<SteveM> ?
Raenar gets shocked. Vanders mind in a gutter?
<Maeryn> Vander.. dark as in mood or color?
<Ru`ach> Steve: Newp
<Ru`ach> I was over there 'till 3 hours ago, tho.
<Maeryn> Rae.. I have that power over innocents.. it's a talent ;)
<SteveM> ok... so she's still there?
<Ru`ach> Should be...
Anya hmmmms.
<SteveM> Ru: go ahead
Ru`ach calls.
<Vander> Mae: Yes
<Raenar> mae: But I've known Van for a couple years and I can't see his mind in 
a gutter.
MalikVix uses the chair's hydraulics to launch upwards, drops out of the sky, 
hurtling towards Vander.
N`Mor guggles.
<N`Mor> err, giggles
MalikVix watches Vander not notice the small shadow getting larger and larger? 
;)
<Ru`ach> She's eating. And she'll come on when she cleans up some stuff.
<SteveM> riiight
<Maeryn> Rae.. I spent an evening with him once.. I'm sure his mind is capable 
of vacationing in the gutter :)
<SteveM> we have acheived uproarious laughter at Ben Stiller
<Vander> Mae: When did you spend an evening with me?
<SteveM> 's character throwing his back out
N`Mor snickers. %)
<Raenar> mae: yeah when?
<Maeryn> Van.. I was housesitting and you kept me company
MalikVix lands on Vander. *CRUNCH*
<MalikVix> Okay, well, that was easy.
<Vander> . o o (Mae = Keili?)
<Raenar> oh ok
MalikVix scrapes the gunk off of his wheels.
N`Mor gives the hobbit a cookie
<Maeryn> Van.. not=.. Kei doesn't bite.. really ;)
<Raenar> van? Were you a bad boy?
<MalikVix> Well, lesse, infinitely high on the Art Queue... that should give you 
the clue, already. ;)
Ru`ach boogies to the Masochism Tango.
<N`Mor> Malix: particularly since I refused to draw any Rifts characters ;)
<Vander> Rae: You know me better than that. I half bored her to death critquing 
an ep of the new Outer Limits
<MalikVix> N'm: That too. ;)
<Anya> Van: Don't worry, I think I'm just about as confuzzled as everybody else 
was. :)
<Vander> Anya: :)
<Raenar> Ru: Not gonna ask.
N`Mor didn't even know it was her at first. Heh. ;)
SteveM didn't either
<Ch`Dith> Rae: 's a Tom Lehrer mp3. It's on dwagon's FTP
You are now known as Arsenal
<Raenar> no I meant the Masochism part
<Vander> re Ars
<Maeryn> Rae.. he didn't bore me to death, but he was a perfect gentlemen.. you 
should take lessons 
<Raenar> hey ars, Tammy
<Arsenal> 're all
<SteveM> re Ars, Ars GF...
Anya shrugs, it's running around here too.
<Arsenal> all: Tammy says hi
<Ru`ach> *B flat 7*, Ars!
Anya moos at the GM and the GM's GF. :)
<Raenar> Mae: I am a perfect gentleman. I've just lived outside a religion 
longer than him.
N`Mor doesn't moo, but waves. ;)
<Vander> Mae: Thanx for backing me up on that :)
Maeryn waves to Tammy
<Arsenal> okay, we're down one Juicer tonight, roit?
<Vander> Ars: Looks like
<SteveM> And/or a Melter, but she'll be here soon
<Arsenal> fine..
<Arsenal> should we wait for her, or start?
SteveM aways to grab ice cream
<Vander> Ars: Wait a bit
Raenar is hopped up on over-sugared iced tea
<SteveM> Ok, Mae, moment of truth... bathroom scene
<Maeryn> Steve.. woohoo.. watch the parents twitch and cringe 
Anya grumbles some more at not checking the mail earlier... :P
Arsenal pops in Rush: _Hold Your Fire_; grooves to the Rifts opening song, 
"Force Ten"
Arsenal changes topic to "Tonight is the last Episode of Rifts, Season One"
Raenar beats Vander senceless with a Nerf bat.
<Vander> Ars: Grand Theft Transport? :)
Maeryn cringes.. the Rifts song is done by Rush? 
<Raenar> ARS: Does this mean all we get for the next month or so is reruns?
<Arsenal> Van: Nope, that's prolly gonna be the first ep of Season Two
Ru`ach notes that we have an observer tonight...
<Vander> Ars: OK
Arsenal *whaps* Rae
<Vander> Rae: :)
Anya moos at the observer...welcome to our humble (and slightly insane!) 
channel.
Maeryn hollers at Raenar.. no no no.. did you see any padding in my portrait? no
<SteveM> back.... Mae: Which bathroom scene were you thinking of?
Ch`Dith roars at the observer.
<Vander> What observer?
<Maeryn> Steve.. was there more than one?
<Raenar> yeah?
<Ch`Dith> friend o'yers, Walker?
<Ru`ach> Yah.
<MalikVix> "Last Ep, Season One: In Which NaziBoy Sells Everyone Out, And Some 
Other Stuff Happens, Some of It Involving Guns" %)
<Vander> Ah
<Maeryn> the one where everyone checks out the flytrap ;)
<SteveM> Mae: You meant the one when he gets the tallywhacker stuck in his 
zipper?
<SteveM> oi WalkerFriend
<Anya> Oops, maybe I shouldn't have made fun of him, earlier. :)
<Raenar> hey friend
<Maeryn> Steve.. that's the one
<SteveM> <SDSteve> Ah hell.
Ru`ach 's friend waves.
N`Mor winces
<Arsenal> Mae: what's the URL of said portrait, anyways?
N`Mor ponders an SD Slider, giggles. %)
<SteveM> Mae and Illuminazi lost the bet... they're ROFLing, my rentz are.
<Maeryn> Ars.. where all DS's stuff is
<Arsenal> and that is?
<Vander> Ars: www2.cyberzone.net/darkside/images
<Arsenal> ah...
<MalikVix> Steve: *blink* Woah.
<Maeryn> Steve.. that's not what we were betting on?
<MalikVix> Oh, yeah, I said twenty minutes. ;)
<SteveM> I know, what you were betting on is how long my parents would last 
before they turned it off. It's still on.
<SteveM> And in about 2 minutes, Meeth will have lost as well
<MalikVix> Bah.
<Arsenal> niiiice
<Maeryn> oh.. ok.. parents.. go figure
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Ch`Dith sets mode: +o Kasia 
<Arsenal> 'lo Kasia
<MalikVix> mooPerson
<Kasia> *sigh* Sorry I'm late.
<Vander> Oi babe!
<Arsenal> n/p
Anya moos at Kas.
<Kasia> If you're sure...
<Maeryn> Ars.. pretty awesome, eh? :)
<SteveM> Kasia-chan!
<Ch`Dith> Dwagin/Melter! 
<Arsenal> Kas: any Hobbit-bashing you want to get in before we get started?
<Maeryn> boo Kasia
<Raenar> hey kasia
<Kasia> Ars: oh, *sure*...
MalikVix channels Vix. "And you travel as the buffalo, without yourself?"
Kasia turns a feral grin on Vander. :)
<Arsenal> heh
Vander hides
MalikVix gets Buckaroo Banzai flashbacks. Ooooo.
<Anya> Van: Yeah, hiding behind me is a good idea, really.
Kasia pulls out a triangle file - old standby - and a pair of pointe shoes.
Maeryn ponders using her charms on Vander.. prolly more cruel and unusual than 
hobbitbashing.. *sigh*
<MalikVix> "Boo-TAY! Boo-TAY!"
<Ru`ach> Oi, Kas! *brainlag*
<MalikVix> %)
Kasia puts on the pointe shoes, ties Vander to the floor. Grins again.
<SteveM> Big Boo-TAY!
<MalikVix> "What's the watermelon for?" "Don't ask."
<MalikVix> %)
<Raenar> mae: Ds did good work.
<Vander> Mae: Wouldn't work. No hormones
<MalikVix> There's just so many quotables in that. %)
Kasia does several leaps over Vander- landing more than half the time on the 
hobbit.
Arsenal gives Vander some hormone injections
<Maeryn> Rae.. no really? I couldn't tell
Vander 's body rejects the injection
MalikVix kicks Vander.
<Arsenal> okay... shall we get started?
<SteveM> yah
<Vander> Ars: Yes
<Ch`Dith> by all means.
<Arsenal> KJ's already said he'll be out tonight..
Kasia then leans down, pulls the Hobbit through some tumbling moves("oops! Sorry 
I dropped you - oops again!"), then sets to battering him with the file.
<Anya> okee.
<Ch`Dith> XP?, btw?
<Maeryn> Van.. just 'cos you've never been in the company of a woman who knows 
what to do with her wiles doesn't mean yer lacking in hormones ;)
Arsenal sets mode: -oooooo Anya Ch`Dith Kasia Maeryn MalikVix N`Mor 
Arsenal sets mode: -oooo Raenar Ru`ach SteveM Vander 
<Kasia> Okay, I'm done. :)
<Vander> Mae: College. It's been tried
Ru`ach orders pizza. brb.
MalikVix is now known as Malik
Malik turns into NaziBoy, and stuffs Vix into a little sack for the time being.
<Maeryn> Van.. you think college girls are that skilled? 
<Vander> Mae: Dunno. Not many tried
<SteveM> Mae: some of them haven't yet lost the HS mentality. Some of those 
NEVER do. :p
<Malik> Van: ...or is it vice versa? *ducks* %
<Malik> +)
<Arsenal> okay... when we last left the team, they were at the Stash, about a 
half-day's journey from Del Rio on the way "home".
<SteveM> and finishing up their weapon grabbing.
Vander finds a suitably heavy object to drop on Malik... Jupiter, maybe?
<Maeryn> Steve.. exactly my point
<Arsenal> Ch`Dith has sensed two vampires sleeping nearby.
Ch`Dith is circling overhead, keeping an "eye" on those vamps.
Kasia is lounging in Steve's tank, flipping a dagger over and over into the air
<Ru`ach> b
SteveM jumps onto the side of the tank. "Hey Ch'Dith
Malik walks outside, covering his eyes from the sun. "Frigging bright."
<SteveM> "Hey Ch'Dith!  Where were those vamps again?"
Vander ponders something, looks up what Ru said to him in Hebrew at the bar 
<Vander> +with his translator
<Ru`ach> <OOC> Van: shouldn't do that %)
<Arsenal> Time out, people
<Arsenal> I forgot to hand out XP... (someone shoot me)
Kasia ... blinks at Ars
Ru`ach shoots Ars.
Vander shoots Ars
Anya obligies? :)
<Raenar> ***bang***
<Ch`Dith> Okay.
<Kasia> Ahh. I got mine.
<SteveM> Ars: If I got just 200, you already gave me mine
Maeryn bites Ars.. sorry.. no gun O:)
<Vander> Ru: Get out of my head or start paying rent!
Ch`Dith fires a plasma blast at Ars.
<Ru`ach> Van: no :)
<Arsenal> okay...
N`Mor already has his XP
<Arsenal> for the record:
<Arsenal> Steve: 200; Malik: 125; Vander: 200; Trent: 175; N`Mor: 125; Kasia: 
300; Ru: 250; Ch`Dith: 300; Mae: 200; Anya: 100
<Arsenal> Time in.  Continue.
<Kasia> Yeah, I got.
<Raenar> ars: what about sergio?
<Arsenal> Rae: you playing him tonight?
<Raenar> I gues.
<Raenar> +s
<SteveM> "Hey, Ch'Dith!  Where were those vamps again?"
<Arsenal> well, assume the nich.
Anya finishes stashing stuffle, tossing some of it back, wanders over near the 
tank.
Ch`Dith points in said direction.
Maeryn attempts to be comical.. finds a small gun in the stash and fires it in a 
random direction 
Ch`Dith is back [TE] gone: 55m35s]
SteveM pauses to stash some stuff.
<Arsenal> Mae: roll to strike.
Kasia sighs, shoves the dagger in her belt, decides to get some air before we 
have to leave again.
Raenar wakes up from a nap in his truck.
<Maeryn> 19
Malik just leans against the truck, and stares blankly at things.
<Arsenal> Rae: assume the nick.
Raenar is now known as Sergio
<Arsenal> Mae: you hit Vander with it...
<Vander> "OW!"
<SteveM> Meeth's lost the bet.
<Anya> <ooc> *snicker*
<Malik> Hee hee.
<Malik> +<OOC>
<N`Mor> Having found whatever might be useful to him, N'Mor goes back to waiting 
for the humans to finish being attracted by shiny things.
<Sergio> ars:<OOC> what is his xp for last week?
<Arsenal> serg: 50
Maeryn flutters.. overcome with hysterical laughter.. oops 
<Arsenal> Van: take off nothing... it was a spit-ball shooter
Vander looks at the faerie.
<Vander> *muttered* "Bug zapper. Gotta build a bug zapper."
Maeryn buzzes around the runt's head, laughing uncontrollably 
Kasia cocks her head at the other woman. "So, who are you?" she calls in her 
general direction.
Anya chuckles at the sight of the fairie carrying that gun.
Anya looks up, seeing who just spoke.
Ru`ach helps Anya.
<SteveM> "Her name's Anya Morchenko."
<Arsenal> Ch: the vamps are about two miles southwest of your present position
<Anya> "Gee...you're good at that."
Vander goes back to trying to translate what Ru said to him
Kasia glances at Steve. "Oh, thanks." She glances back at Anya. "Hi. I'm Kasia."
<Ru`ach> <OOC> Van: Don't do that! %)
Malik looks in the truck at Sergio, gets an evil grin on his face, and starts 
rocking the truck back and forth on its shocks, using his armor's weight to make 
it sway violently.
<Anya> "It is nice to meet you..."
Maeryn takes a liking to the gun.. wonders how hard it'd be to stash somewhere
Ch`Dith . o O (*to Steve* Southwest, about two miles.)
<Arsenal> Mae: considering what you're wearing... 
<Arsenal> (or lack thereof
<Arsenal> )
Vander manages to translate it, and falls over laughing
<Arsenal> Van: roll for Read Sensors
<Sergio> ars: do I know about the vamps or just ch`dith?
<Maeryn> Ars.. good point
<Vander> 28
<SteveM> Thanks!
<SteveM> er.. +" " 
Maeryn settles for heaving the thing around and firing at random til it's empty
<Arsenal> Serg: you all know about 'em.  Ch`D said something when you arrived 
last session
Kasia looks Anya over quickly, but keeps her teep abilities to herself. "So, 
where are you from? Any reason you're joining our happy little joyride?" The 
last has the sarcasm sequencer turned up full blast.
Malik bahs, and gives up trying to irritate Sergio.
Sergio cracks open a six pack. "who wants one?"
<SteveM> "Not me. I'm driving."
<Arsenal> Serg: btw, given Sergio's personality, you'd prolly be compaining 
about Malik's treatment.
Malik scowls at Sergio. "Put that away. You drive, and we don't want to damage 
the equipment."
Vander continues chuckling to himself. "Never heard a Hobbit's anatomy described 
that way beforre." 
Anya smiles.  "Which place of residence do you want?  Where's I've lived the 
longest, most recent?  Lone Star, El Paso, Mejico City.  In that order."
<Sergio> *to malik* "I'll drink if I wanna drink."
<Anya> "As for the second question, I'm heading in the general direction of El 
Paso, it's easier to travel with a group." 
Ru`ach writes something in a notepad she dug up from her bag.
<Malik> *to Serg* "No, you'll put the drinks away, drunkard. I can still smell 
it on your breath. You can have more when you stop smelling so bad."
<SteveM> *to Anya* "We can take you as far as Odessa."
Kasia eyerolls at the mention of Odessa.
<SteveM> *to Ch'Dith* "They may be dormant, but let me know if they're getting 
restless, ok?"
Ch`Dith remembers to use the radio this time... "I will."
N`Mor <ooc> can't help giggling at one of KS's chars complaing about drunkeness 
%)
<Anya> "That's good enough.  Speaking of which, sir, you'll be headed all the 
way into Lone Star, right?  Would you mind doing me a minor favor?"
<Malik> <OOC> Bah! ;)
<Sergio> *to malik* "You're smelling pretty bad yourself. I still smell the 
party at ft. reid on you too."
<Ch`Dith> (now if only he'd figure out how to turn the volume down....)
<SteveM> *to Ch'Dith* "On second thought... seeing as how you're not having any 
fun, why don't you wake up our 'friends'?"
<Malik> *to Sergio* "Shut up before I rip your throat out."
Kasia eyebrowraises at Anya, but doesn't comment.
Ch`Dith 's lower jaw drops into a draconian grin.. "No problem."
<Arsenal> heh
SteveM looks over at the commotion brewing, glares. "Nobody is ripping anybody's 
throat out here. Not without my permission!"
Ch`Dith banks with a sweep of his wings, turning southwest.
<Arsenal> Okay.. it takes Ch`Dith only a few minutes to bop over to the "graves"
Anya catches the motion, smiles ruefully.  "It's a long story."
Vander lights up his pipe, hoping the smoke will keep the resident bug away
Malik grumbles, but nods to Steve. "Yezzir."
<Sergio> "Just like a coalition member to push his weight around."
<SteveM> "We're heading to Wichita Falls, Anya."
<Arsenal> s/member/grunt/ :)
Kasia sighs at Steve's comment, then says confidentially to Anya, "He makes sure 
we get permission before we tear each other to bits. He still hasn't given me 
permission to cut off our local pickpocket's hand."
<Maeryn> "
Malik snarls at Sergio. "Just wait till he's not looking, scum."
<SteveM> "Excuse me, where are my manners?  Steve Mitchell. Lieutenant Steve 
Mitchell."
<Arsenal> Trent looks over at Steve.  "Why Wichita Falls?"
Kasia grins, showing all her teeth.
Maeryn flies after the dragon.. "Hey.. where ya goin?"
Ru`ach growls at Kasia. "And you won't be getting it."
Malik narrows his eyes. "..their won't enough left to prove I did it."
<SteveM> *to Trent* "It's where we started from."
<Anya> "I'd introduce myself properly, but it seems you already know." *grin*
Kasia tosses a glare at Ru. "Wanna bet, dorobo?" She adds something long and 
convoluted in Japanese.
Ch`Dith looks at Mae, a positively feral look in his eyes.... "Hunting...."
<Sergio> *to steve* "Presant company excluded."
Vander looks up what Kasia just said
<Arsenal> Steve: point of order.  You started in the Lone Star Complex, not 
Wicheta Falls
N`Mor eyes the two babbling idiots, ponders bashing their heads together with a 
small smile as he sits down and begins to partially disassemble the armor he 
found.
Ru`ach replys, half in Japanese, half in Hebrew.
<SteveM> Ars: oh
Ch`Dith approaches the location where he senses the vamps, lands.
<Arsenal> Ch: one grave on the left, one on the right
Kasia eyebrowraises at the Japanese. "Touche," she mutters. "But I'll still cut 
your hand off. Someday."
Vander attempts to keep up with Ru and Kasia, hoping to learn as many foreign 
obscenities as possible
Ch`Dith does a quick check if there are any others around.
<Ch`Dith> <OOC> Argh.
Ch`Dith does a quick check if there are any others around, then starts digging.
<Arsenal> Ch: none
<Maeryn> *to Ch'Dith* "Oh.. you don't really eat them.. do you?"
<Ru`ach> *to Kas* "Someday we'll actually have a fair fight. Then we'll see."
Anya frowns, not understanding a word of just passed around.
<Ch`Dith> "No."
Kasia does the valley-girl-snap-hairflip-thing. "Bring it on!"
<Ru`ach> <OOC> Distance. Eyes. Cue. Go. React. :)
<Arsenal> "Would someone please speak AMERICAN around here?!" Trent hollers
Vander looks at Ru and Kasia, mumbles to himself. "Cat fight! Cat fight! 
Woowoo!"
<SteveM> *to Anya* "When they get like this, you usually have to wait until they 
get bored."
<Kasia> <OOC> Distance. Eyes. Cue. Go. Follow-through. :)
<Arsenal> Steve: Lone Star City == New Lubbock
Ch`Dith scoops out great chunks of dirt, digging straight down to the vampire.
Sergio watches the others argue. "DeeBees."
Kasia glances at Trent. "Come on! I keep in practice just to keep the 
muscleheads out of the loop." She points at Malik.
<Anya> "I see."
Malik nods to Sergio. "Deebees."
<Arsenal> the first vamp burns as sunlight hits him
<Arsenal> starting with his chest
<SteveM> Ars: I have Rifts Lone Star. I know.
N`Mor glances up, setting Malik's and Sergio's shoes ablaze with a stare.
<Arsenal> *chuckle*
<Malik> <OOC> I'm in SAMAS. No shoes. ;)
Ch`Dith glares at it for a few secs to make sure it dies, then digs out the 
other.
<N`Mor> <ooc> Then you're in real trouble. ;)
<Arsenal> malik: you have combat boots on under the armor, right?
Sergio changeshis shoes
Maeryn peers over the dragon's shoulder.. "Ewww.. Yuck!!"
<Arsenal> Ch: same deal..
<Sergio> +[ ]
SteveM takes a deep breath before screaming "ALL RIGHT, THAT'S *ENOUGH*!"
<Malik> Ars: Well, whatever. The inside of my armor is on fire. ;)
<Arsenal> Trent *blinks*
Kasia freezes for a second, her eyebrows in her hairline, before getting out her 
knife and trimming her nails with it.
<Arsenal> "Come again, boss?"
Vander looks over at Steve, puts away his translator
Malik blinks, and sniffs. "What's that?" He looks down at his feet, and shrugs, 
not noticing the smoke wisping out of his collar.
<SteveM> "Nobody is going after anybody's throat today."
Arsenal eyerolls... Malik is young dumb and ugly, but not clueless
Kasia hesitantly suggests, "Next week okay?"
Ch`Dith gives each grave a dose of home-brewn napalm before filling 'em up again 
and taking off.
Vander starts a field check on the Plow
N`Mor turns his attention back to what he's doing, feigning ignorance.
<Malik> Ars: A second. Gimme a second. :)
<SteveM> "That means you.." *stares at Kasia and Ru*  "And you." *stares at 
Malik and Sergio*
Maeryn mutters and flies back to the group
<SteveM> *to Kasia* "No."
Malik yelps, and tries to pull off his armored boots. "Arrrgghhh!"
<Arsenal> Van: roll for Robot Mechanics... -10% for working on Veritech Mecha
Kasia sighs, goes back to her nails.
<Vander> 96
Malik pulls off the boots and tosses them aside, dancing from foot to foot, 
trying not to put pressure on the burnt area.
<Arsenal> too high a roll...
Ru`ach goes back to her writing.
Malik stares at the boots, then at the people. "Alright! Who did that?!"
Sergio opens the hood to the truck. "I wonder if I could sup this thing up?"
Anya can't help but snickering at the dead boy.
<Arsenal> Trent slides up to Steve.  "We'd best be going soon, before we kill 
each other."
<Ch`Dith> <OOC> Serg, yer a driver, not a mechanic....
<SteveM> *to Trent* "I was getting to that."
Ch`Dith returns to the group
Maeryn giggles at the burnt toes and can't resist firing off an enchanted arrow
<Sergio> ch: <OOC> No duh.
<Sergio> brb 
Malik grumbles and fills his shoes with dirt and sand, putting out the fire, 
then dumps it back out. He puts them back on, and glares at the rest of the 
group again, mumbling to himself.
Sergio is now known as seraway
<Arsenal> Ch: Sergio does have auto mechanics
Anya wanders back to her jeep, singing "Yassily uvas nyet drogi..."
<SteveM> "Now everybody get into your rides. We leave in two minutes."
<Ch`Dith> <OOC> ah.. forget I said anything.
Ru`ach packs up. Gets on the bike.
<Arsenal> "Right." *mounts his Tarantula*
Malik snaps his boots shut again, and takes a running start, then jumps upwards, 
firing his main jets.
Kasia climbs into the tank, sighing and staring off into space for a few 
seconds.
seraway is now known as Sergio
Anya hops up into the jeep, looks at the radio in the passengers seat.
Vander gets the Hog fired up
Ch`Dith watches the SAMAS take off, flies over to beside it.
Sergio closes the hood and climbs into the truck.
Anya starts up the jeep, and prepares to go.
N`Mor starts up his rig with a roar, and grinds it into reverse.
<Arsenal> btw, does N`Mor's rig have a trailer on it?
Malik looks over at Ch'Dith and nods.
Sergio starts up the truck
<N`Mor> nope, just the tractor
<Arsenal> 'k
Malik shouts over to Ch'Dith. "Well? What was over there?"
<Arsenal> Malik: no radio?
<SteveM> *as the convoy rolls out* *to Kasia* "Was it Malik that set you off?"
Ch`Dith radios back, still set too loud, "Two vampires."
<Kasia> "No, not really."
Ru`ach follows the moving group.
<Sergio> <OOC> ars: did I do anything to the truck?
<Malik> Ars: Ohyeah, I forgot Ch'Dith got the radio collars.
<Arsenal> Serg: just looked at it
<Sergio> oh ok
Malik smacks the side of his head, and radios back. "Turn the gain down. Did you 
take care of them?"
<SteveM> "Ok.... I still can't believe you're still carrying around this grudge 
against Ru."
<Vander> *radio to Ru* "Did I get the translation right?" *repeats to her the 
translation*
Kasia sighs, then says, "Why? I mean, why the hell do you let- I mean, Ru was 
*pickpocketing* you, for crying out loud, and Malik's a Coalition asshole, and- 
how can you defend them?!"
<Arsenal> you have to tell me if you did anything to it
<Sergio> oh
N`Mor forces the reluctant rig into first, releasing the brakes with a hefty 
hiss as he grumbles, making a mental note to give it a tune-up now that he can 
afford parts.
Ch`Dith TKly fumbles with the controls, reduces the gain. "Yes."
<Ru`ach> *to Van* "Er... yeah. I'm sorry. I was--"
Malik nods, and kicks in his jets again, launching out in front of everyone.
<SteveM> "I wasn't defending Malik. The asshole brings it on himself. As for Ru, 
she's pulled her weight ever since we brought her along."
<Vander> *to Ru* "I've never heard me anatomy described that way before."
Anya idly listens to the radio, ponders quietly not going to El Paso...
Maeryn flies off to find a snack.. catches up to the group a while later
Kasia grinds her teeth. "Why do you have to be so damned honorable?"
<Ru`ach> *to Van* "Yeah. That's what I said to myself when I got sober."
Sergio pops Ozzy into the trucks (tape player?). "I'm going off the rails on a 
crazy train."
<Vander> *to Ru* "S'OK. You were drunk. I'll let it go."
<Arsenal> Serg: CD deck
<Ru`ach> *to Van* "Thanks."
<Kasia> "I mean, I care for you - I really do - but I don't *understand* you!"
<Sergio> oh ok cd it is then
<SteveM> "Because I was raised that way. Because I'm an officer. Because there 
aren't that many like that left in the world."
Kasia clamps her teeth together and stares out the window.
SteveM cranes his head back and looks at Kasia with a hint of a smile. "Nobody 
does. I'm the wind, baby."
<Maeryn> Ars.. we in a populated area?
<Arsenal> Mae: soon...
<Arsenal> there's a city a few hours drive off...
N`Mor yawns and watches the (lack of) scenery blur by.
SteveM returns his attention to the road.
Anya looks out at the open and empty desert and ponders the trip into Mexico.
Malik does a barrel roll, and buzzes Sergio's truck, then loops back skywards.
Vander ponders tech stuff as he drives
<Arsenal> Okay, you pull into New Del Rio.
Ch`Dith flies on in contemplative silence.
Kasia smirks, then says softly, "Takeshi was like you... he tried so hard to be 
honorable, to everyone we met." She stares at the horizon. "It didn't get him 
anything but his ribcage shot out by an asshole."
Sergio counts the poles he passes. 1...2...3...
Malik drops down onto the ground, landing with a *thud*
Ch`Dith lands slightly outside the outskirts of town.
Vander pulls up next to the Plow
Sergio stop behind Vander.
<SteveM> *to Kasia* "Then again, circumstances in my life taught me to trust in 
God, but keep the Plow secured and one hand on my gun."
<Sergio> +s
Maeryn catches up to the group hungry and frustrated.. peers at the town with an 
odd expression
<SteveM> "I'm sorry about Takeshi."
<Sergio> "56 poles."
SteveM brings the Plow to a stop.
Kasia sighs. "Well, we're here - I'd better stop depressing you now."
Anya pulls up behind all the other vechicles, still in deep contemplative 
thought.
Ch`Dith plods over to the group. 
Kasia tries to interject some humor in her voice, but it falls flat.
<Arsenal> Trent pulls up next to Steve.  "Why don't we meet you in Worth.  You, 
the shrimp, the nazi, and the drunk can head on up to Lone Star."
SteveM forces a chuckle and opens the cockpit.
Vander reminds himself to watch out for botwielers
N`Mor slows to a stop, the brakes hissing like a chorus of angry snakes.
<SteveM> *to Trent* "Sounds like a plan."
Anya pulls the letter out, and gets out of the jeep.
<SteveM> *to Kasia* "Why don't you take my Hovercyc and go with Trent and the 
rest?"
Kasia glances at Trent, then at Steve. "We part ways here?"
Ch`Dith rumbles, "I doubt it would be a good idea if I were seen accompanying 
you into this city."
Maeryn hovers around the cow, sniffing thoughtfully 
<Kasia> <OOC> Telepathy. It's what's for dinner.
<Kasia> "Sure."
<SteveM> *to Kasia* "My way for the moment goes back to Coalition Central. At 
least what they have out here. We'll see each other soon, ok?"
N`Mor casts a sidelong glance at the faerie. "If you so much as think it, it 
will be your last meal."
Sergio ,thinking Maeryn is a mosqito, gets a newspaper.
<Vander> *to Steve* "Remind me again why I decided to go with you."
Anya wanders over to the group with a bit of an apologetic look on her face and 
the letter in her hand.
Kasia smiles faintly. "Sure." She steps past him, then turns and kisses him for 
a long time. "Be safe, okay?"
<Kasia> <OOC> Vander! You're stepping on the Mandatory Touching Goodbye scene! 
;)
Malik grins at the group. "Well, I expect I'll get a promotion and won't be 
seeing *YOU* freakish losers any time soon, eh?"
Malik chuckles.
SteveM parks the Plow and stands up. *to Vander* "Loyalty. it's a bitch, ain't 
it?"
N`Mor emphasizes the point by drawing one of the many silver daggers slung 
across his chest.
<Vander> *to Steve* Don't I know it. I need to have me head examined."
Maeryn grins at the newspaper weilding drunk.."Hey.. you wanna little sip of 
this?" *offers him a tiny flask that reeks alcohol*
<SteveM> . o O (We can only hope, Malik.)
Sergio grubbles under his breath. "good riddens."
Ch`Dith graces the Nazi-boy with a lengthy, impenetrable stare.
Anya snickers.
Malik stares back at Ch'Dith for a few seconds, then fakes a coughing fit so he 
can turn around.
<SteveM> *to Kasia* "They haven't built the military installation that can hold 
Steven Mitchell." *kisses her*
<Kasia> "You better mean that. You better come back to me."
Ch`Dith . o O (*to Steve* do not trust this one. If you have need of us, call. 
We will come.)
<Anya> *to Malik* "They'll be as likely to kill you as promote you."
Kasia leaves before we can come up with more Touching Moment Dialogue.
<Vander> *to Kasia* "Of course he'll be back! I'm goin' with him, ain't I?"
<SteveM> *to Kasia* "I hate to be proven a liar." :)
<Malik> *to Anya* "The Coalition cares for its own. Show's how much you freaks 
know."
Sergio takes the flask that's about the size of a thimble and pours it out. "I 
don't trust anything I didn't make myself."
Maeryn flies over and waves the flask under the drunk's nose, tempting and 
taunting him
Kasia poked the hobbit. "I don't trust you either, Runt. Bye, Steve."
<SteveM> . o O (Thanks for the heads up, Ch'Dith. Fight the good fight, and I'll 
be hollering on the wind if I need you.)
<Anya> *to Malik* "Yeah, I know exactly what they do.  I was a Coalition citizen 
once.  Never again."
<SteveM> "Take care, Kasia."
<N`Mor> *to Malik* "Only for its own, is the problem."
<Kasia> "You too, Steve."
<SteveM> Ars: was there a trailer on N'Mor's rig?
Maeryn glares at the drunk and yells angry faerie curses
Vander hands Trent his portable reader/recorder.
Kasia heads down and unpacks Steve's Hovercycle before she breaks down or 
something.
<N`Mor> Steve: nope
Ch`Dith touches Steve's shoulder with a claw for a few moments, then takes his 
leave
<Sergio> steve: no.
Malik shrugs to N'Mor. "Do you care if I die? I don't think so. They don't care 
if *you* die, either."
Anya looks at Steve.  "Would you be willing to do a minor favor for me while 
you're in Lone Star?"
<Arsenal> Steve: no
<Arsenal> no trailer
SteveM hands Kasia his captured laser rifle and his magnum. "Keep these safe for 
me?"
N`Mor shrugs mildly at Malik. "If I had reason to care, I might."
Kasia unpacks/repacks her stuff in the cycle
<SteveM> *to Anya* "Sure, what's on your mind?"
<Arsenal> Trent looks at what Vander handed him. "What's this for, runt?"
<Ru`ach> <OOC> * WalkerFriend waves goodbye!
<Vander> *to Trent* "Everything I ever recorded on Steve's tank is in there. I 
don't wanna chance the Coalition getting it."
<SteveM> nites WalkerBuddy
<Arsenal> "Understood."
Anya hands Steve the letter.  "My folks are still in Lone Star.  Wonder if you'd 
make a small delivery for me."
<Arsenal> Sya, Ru-Friend
<Arsenal> s/Sya/Cya/
Malik grunts, and glares at Vander with a sardonic grin.
<Sergio> cya friend
<Vander> <OOC> Later observer
<SteveM> *to Trent and Vander* "Speaking of which, can you get the parts we 
picked up for the Plow offloaded and trucked to Worth?"
Maeryn swoops down on Sergio, bites him, and flies away singing
Kasia takes the weaponry. "Sure. Oh, here..." she digs out the vibro-dagger. "I 
think I found the dagger that went with your saber... you need a matched set."
<SteveM> *to Anya* "Of course."
<Anya> <ooc> das vydania. :)
<Vander> *to Steve* "Sure."
SteveM takes the dagger and sticks it in his boot.
Sergio scratchs the bite area. "that's it. You're soo dead." ***gets bug spray.
Anya nods.  "Vasily Morchenko's his name, he's fairly well known in the 
parts..."
<Sergio> +***
Ru`ach watches the touching goodbyes. "Aww."
SteveM nods. "I'll see that he gets it."
Kasia ignores Ru with all her will.
<Anya> "Spaciba." 
<Malik> "Bah. You people irritate me. Let's move out, and to hell with this 
sogginess."
<Arsenal> Trent starts unloading the VHT parts from the supply truck.  "Ru, why 
don't you go into town and scrounge us up a trailer."
N`Mor strides up to Malik, getting close enough for the grunt to smell the stink 
of his breath. "As for the Coalition caring as to whether I die..." He leans 
down to Malik's level. "Your precious Coalition tried to /slaughter/ me.
Maeryn flies fast and dissipates into mist 
<SteveM> *to Trent* "Anything else you want to take off the truck now, do so."
<N`Mor> +"
<Vander> *to Ru* "Guess I'll be seeing you in Worth. Don't let Trent get 
killed."
<SteveM> "Shut it off, Sergeant. You only have to put with them for another 30 
minutes at the most."
<Malik> *to N'Mor* "Then... uh.. then you must have done something to deserve 
it. I won't ask, because.. uhh.. then... I'd.. have to.. uhh.. use force?" 
<Ch`Dith> <OOC> Ooh, a grudge. 
<Malik> *to Steve* "*grunt* Yessir. *Understood."
<Ru`ach> *to Vander* "No problem. Come back, will ya? I need the money *grin*"
Maeryn hollers at the drunk.. "I am *not* a bug!" 
<Sergio> "where are you? You little bug."
N`Mor grins maliciously. "Silence yourself, parasite, before I am forced to 
focus repressed anger upon you."
<Ru`ach> *to Trent* "Actually, I have some of my own business to take care of in 
town..."
Anya quietly watches the scene, shakes her head.
<N`Mor> <ooc> parasite being Malik, BTW. ;)
<Vander> *to Steve* "Ready to move."
<SteveM> "Get it together, Sergio, we're rolling."
<Malik> <OOC> *snicker*
Sergio hops into the truck and fires it up.
<Arsenal> Ru: you cycling into town?
<SteveM> *to Ch'Dith* (You may also want the odd motorcycles we picked up moved 
off the truck as well?)
<Malik> *to N'Mor* "Yeah, well, uhh.. yeah." *shuffles away quickly.*
N`Mor straightens up. "My crime was not being human. Nothing more."
Ch`Dith . o O (Got it.)
<Ru`ach> Ars: yah- the borg parts are on the bike.
Ch`Dith lifts those hovercycles off the truck by twos, one in each foreclaw.
N`Mor rubs the top of his snout with a sigh.
<Malik> . o O ( Hah. Soon, promotion, and I don't have to deal with these sort 
of freaks anymore. )
SteveM waits until things get offloaded. "Ok, let's move before I decide to 
divert to Worth with the rest."
SteveM adds a bit of humor to his voice at this comment.
Ch`Dith . o O (Should Steve or Vander not return, there is no fortification or 
weaponry in the Coalition that can protect you. Remember this.)
Vander revs up the Hog, ready to move out
Anya scowls at the Deadboy and makes a motion like somebody reeling a fish in.
Maeryn flies back in forth in front of the drunk in faerie form, spitting on his 
window and mutters to herself.."tasted like *faerie obscenities* anyway.."
Ru`ach bikes into town?
<Arsenal> Okay...
Malik sneers, and jumps upwards, firing his jets and launching a cloud of dust 
back towards the group.
Sergio turns on the windshield whipers.
Kasia glances at Anya. "He does attach his own blinders, nyet?"
Ch`Dith flaps his wings once, stopping the cloud in its tracks.
<Arsenal> okay... everyone take 5 except for Ru right now.
<Ru`ach> Whee?
Maeryn laughs and points at the drunk
SteveM fires up the Plow again.
Malik takes 5, and runs before the manager notices.
<Malik> +<OOC>
Anya looks at Kasia.  "It's what you're taught if you live there.  Humans first, 
humans always...*spit*"
N`Mor <ooc> thuds.
Ch`Dith <OOCly> snags foodage
Vander takes 6. Give a Hobbit an inch, he'll take a mile :)
<Arsenal> Ru: you pull up in front of what is obviously an illegal Body Chop 
Shop
<Ru`ach> Yay.
SteveM <OOCly> eyes his library... "Honor Harrington or BattleTech?"
Ru`ach gulps.
Kasia <IC> chats with Anya about Coalition assholes, <OOC> goes to grab a drink.
<Arsenal> do you enter?
Malik <OOC> pops Deep Purple, Highway Star into his CD player. *boogie*
Ru`ach thinks. Shudders. Enters. "Damn. Why do I need the money?"
<Sergio> *To maeryn* "hey feary.. come here."
<Kasia> <OOC> Hey, do you believe that my dad wanted to get me so drunk that I 
couldn't play tonight? ;)
Arsenal pops Satch: _Surfing With the Alien_
<Ru`ach> <OOC> Kas: Yes. :)
<Vander> <OOC> Kasia: No! :)
<Anya> <OOC> Uhhhhhh....Yeah, I think I can. :)
<Ch`Dith> <OOC> Ru: Do you need the money? 
<SteveM> Kas: <OOC> No, really?
<Arsenal> Ru: do you enter?
<Kasia> <OOC> The convo went something like, me: "Hey, dad? Can I have some 
tequila?" dad: "Sure, as long as you have a glass about this big." *tumbler-
sized hand motions* me: "Are you kidding? That'll knock me out!" dad: *pause* 
"Yep." %)
<Ru`ach> Ars: * Ru`ach thinks. Shudders. Enters. "Damn. Why do I need the   
money?"
<Malik> <OOC> Heeeee.
<Vander> <OOC> Kasia: Thbbt! :)
<SteveM> Kas: <OOC> Ohhh-kay...
<Sergio> *To maeryn* "Come here."
Ru`ach <OOC> can still taste the rum from 4 hours ago... that was fun, no, Kas? 
%)
<Kasia> Steve: <OOC> This is true. :)
<Anya> <OOC> One tequila...floor. :)
Ch`Dith <OOCly> had to wake up and threaten his father with a metal stick for 
trying to yank out the power cord to his comp. His excuse? "I need a power 
cord." We'll ignore the fact that there's a spare one sticking into the 
disassembled comp next ti this one.
<Kasia> <OOC> Ru: Ho, yeah. %)
<Arsenal> A tall, thin, balding man with bionic eyes looks up from an operating 
table.  "Picking up, or dropping off?"
<Ru`ach> "Uh.. Dropping off."
Ru`ach starts sweating.
<Arsenal> "well, let's see the goods."
Ru`ach grabs 'em from the back of the bike: 2 arms, 2 legs.
Maeryn laughs and taunts the drunk.."Yeah right" <ooc> can you hear the sarcasm? 
:)
Kasia <OOC> watches ballet stagefighting. %)
<Ru`ach> "They used to belong to an elf."
<Arsenal> "Nice handiwork, if removed a little clumsily.  Got this off a corpse, 
eh?"
SteveM thought Sergio was going with the Lone Star boys
<Arsenal> Steve: he is..
Sergio offers the feary a drink. "here... Try this."
<Ru`ach> "Yeah. At least I hope he's dead. Never want to see him again."
<Anya> <OOC> Famous last words?
Sergio <Raenar>tries to hold in the laugh.
<Ru`ach> "How... How much do I get for these?"
<Arsenal> "I'll give you $78000 for them, as is.  The clumsy removal brings 
their price down.  But there's always a market for them."
<Ru`ach> $_$!!!
<Arsenal> "Is this all?  And can I interest you in a cybernetic eye?"
<Ru`ach> "No thanks. I'm really not interested... Is that the best you can give, 
I mean, I know others that would probably give me a better price..."
<Ru`ach> "And if you can give me a better price, I happen to have some more out 
there."
Maeryn <ooc> snacks on the cow when no one's looking O:)
<Arsenal> "Sorry, kid.  Like I said, the clumsy removal brings down the price.  
No other shop in town will take items that shoddily removed from the corpse.  
But please, bring in the rest, so I can take a look."
Vander <OOCly> wonders if vampire faeries taste like chicken. And if so, is it 
dark or white meat?
Ru`ach gets the rest. Eyerolls when here back is turned.... vibro-claws, the 
forarm particle cannon, armor.
<Malik> <OOC> ..and do you need red or white wine?
<Maeryn> <ooc> Van.. let me know when ya find out ;)
<SteveM> <OOC> White, either wat.
<SteveM> way, even
<Malik> <OOC> Mmmmm.
<Arsenal> "Hrrm... these are some nice handiwork, kid.  Top dollar for these 
alone nets a pretty penny.  That armor is untouched."
<Arsenal> "Are these all from that elf borg you mentioned?"
<Kasia> <OOC> Van: I have an uncle with a winery up in Napa, and I can get you a 
very good price on some select whites...
<Maeryn> <ooc> red is much more interesting
<Ru`ach> "Not all. How much."
<Ru`ach> ?
<Kasia> <OOC> Mae: And *you*, we can cook in a kitchen-class red. :9
<Vander> <OOC> Kasia: No thanks :)
<Maeryn> <ooc> hey! no one said anything about cooking me first!
<Kasia> <OOC> Van: Oh, fine. But it's very good wine. ;)
<Vander> <OOC> Kasia: I'll let you know
<Vander> :)
Ch`Dith <OOCly> boogies to the Masochism Tango
<Kasia> :)
Sergio looks at the bug. "what kind of wine do we cook mosquito with?"
Kasia <OOC> watches Bob Mackie go insane/have gone insane
Anya <OOCly> boogies to the Imperial March.
<Malik> <OOC> I think the faerie would taste good with worchestershire. Of 
course, I think anything tastes good with worchestershire. :9
<Ru`ach> Ars: ?
Maeryn smiles prettily at the drunk.. "Bloodwyne, of course."
<Arsenal> "Hrrm... I'll make a deal with you, kid.  Say, one hundred twenty two 
thousand for the entire set.  That's arms, legs, claws, armor, and that fancy 
cannon, by the way.  And are you sure you won't consider at least a minor 
implant?  I have a very nice selection of eyes in your color."
<Kasia> <OOC> Mal: Everything tastes good with worchestershire. :9
Malik <OOCly> helps, mysteriosly. Weird. It came on about a minute ago.
<Arsenal> Mae: I take it yer following the team headed for Lone Star?
<Ch`Dith> <OOC> Serg... Yer halfway to CS. Mae is staying in town.
<Malik> <OOC> Kas: Right on! ;)
<Arsenal> ch: Let's let Mae make that decision, 'k?
<Ch`Dith> Ars: d'oh... 
<Arsenal> from the talk, it looks like Mae's tagging along and bugging him. :)
<Ru`ach> "No. If the rest are as good as you mentioned, I can sell them 
anywhere. For more. And no thanks. Bionics are not my thing."
<Sergio> ch: CS?
<Maeryn> Ars.. I never gave it much thought.. didn't realize we were that far 
along the drive
<Arsenal> Mae: well, Serg left town with Steve and Malik and Vander
<Maeryn> Ars.. Mae's just bugging him.. won't follow that far
<Sergio> ch`dith: SC?
<SteveM> Serg: <OOC> No, that's me.
<Arsenal> "Don't act so smug, kid.  Others wouldn't even look at some of this 
stuff... it's way too common."
<Ru`ach> *sigh* "Okay. Deal."
<Sergio> steve: then what's SC mean?
<Vander> <OOC> Ru: Bet you wish Vander was there to shove this guy's snuff back 
up his *AHEM* :)
<Sergio> or cs whichever it is
<Arsenal> the cyberdoc hands you the money, and has his D-Bee "apprentice" take 
the parts into the storeroom.
<Anya> <OOC> Serg: Coalition States.
<Arsenal> You count the bills.  $122grand, just as he promised.
<Sergio> anya: oh
<Ru`ach> . o O (Now I take my leave. This place gives me the creeps!)
<Ru`ach> $9
Maeryn flashes her fangs at the drunk and flies away to track down the others
<Arsenal> the cyberdoc goes back to his patient
<Anya> <OOC> Ru: Nine whole dollars...that's a lot. ;)
<Arsenal> okays...
Sergio blows his horn just as the bug is in front of it.
Ru`ach leaves. Returns to where the others are, $122k richer %)
<Ch`Dith> <OOC> Cyberdoc didn't sound like he had a lot of patience... Wait, 
that's been done before.
<Kasia> <OOC> An: Enh, maybe $) or %9 would be better? ;)
<Arsenal> Trent looks at Ru.  "Find that trailer, kid?"
<Maeryn> <ooc> Serg, buddy.. Mae was *never* in front of your horn.
<Arsenal> Okay... let's cut over to Steve's team...
<Anya> <OOC> Yeah, took me a second to realize it was a smiley. :)
<Kasia> An: :)
SteveM nods
<Arsenal> okay..
Vander puffs smoke rings as we drive
<Ru`ach> *to Trent* "Err... no. I was taking care of some of my own business. 
Got rid of some extra weight." *blinks* "What was it you wanted me to find, 
exactly?"
Sergio lights a cigarette
Malik buzzes Vander, and shouts something lude, then flies back up front.
Ru`ach is overexcited and sorta out of it, can you tell? %)
SteveM drives along, his expression vacant for the first half of the drive.
<Arsenal> two days of driving later, Steve, Malik, Vander, and Sergio approach 
the front gate of Lone Star.
Kasia aways - bbias
<Vander> *to Steve* "Back to the motorpool for me, probly."
Malik drops down to the ground, and lands with a small cloud of dust.
Malik grins at Vander as he says that, and then looks back to the gate.
<SteveM> *to Vander* "I'll see what I can do about that." *pulls the Plow up to 
the gates*
<Arsenal> A trio of SAMAS fall into an escort around you.
Malik nods to the other SAMAS.
Vander squirrels away raenar's Ion Gun inside his riding jacket
SteveM waves at the SAMII
Vander flips the Gesture Most Foul[tm] at the SAMII
<Sergio> *to Steve* "Where can I park?"
<Arsenal> "Lt. Mitchell," you hear over your radio, "General Emerson wants you 
to deliver your report personally."
<Arsenal> Okay... Sergio, this is your last stop.
<SteveM> *radioed back* "Understood. Tell the General I'll deliver my report 
shortly."
<Arsenal> i.e. it's time for this particular NPC to leave the team.
Kasia <OOC> returns, watches with interest. :)
<Arsenal> Okay..
<Sergio> ARS: do I take the truck or leave it?
<Arsenal> Steve, after parking in the motor pool, you are escorted by a pair of 
Grunts to Emerson's office.
<Arsenal> Serg: doesn't matter, now
SteveM gets his outfit squared away as best he can on the way.
Vander follows Steve
Sergio parks the truck and heads for a bar.
<Kasia> <OOC> Steve: Rinse the perfume from your hair, get those lipstick smears 
off the collar... ;)
<SteveM> Kas: <OOC> We didn't get that into it.... yet.. ;)
<Kasia> <OOC> Awwwww. ;)
<N`Mor> <ooc> Suuuurrrre.
<Malik> <OOC> And cover the hickie. 
Ru`ach <OOC> eats Hostess Cupcakes. :9
Malik <OOC> ducks.
<Malik> <OOC> Ars: Where am I during this?
<Ch`Dith> <OOC> Really? *waves the obligatory incriminating snapshots*
<Arsenal> one of the Grunts stops Vander. "Your report comes next."
SteveM OOCly watches the end of There's Something About Mary
<Arsenal> Malik you'd prolly be waiting your turn to deliver a report.
Vander waits
Kasia <OOC> gets flashbacks to Buffy the movie and the "really bad hickie" line. 
%)
<Malik> OOC: *nod*
<Sergio> <OOC> Steve: and be sure to tuck in your shirt.
<Arsenal> Kas: *chuckle*
<Ch`Dith> <OOC> "Really gross hickie" IIRC. 
<SteveM> And the theme music dies horribly.
<Kasia> <OOC> Ch: Been a while, and I've only seen it twice, so... thanks. :)
<Ru`ach> <OOC> Kas: hee!
SteveM performs one last "Picard Manuever" before entering the office.
<Arsenal> Okay, Steve, you enter Emerson's office.
Kasia OOC grooves to Love Is In The Air, randomly. ;)
<Ch`Dith> <OOC> erased that tape aeons ago, too. Just have this eidetic memory 
for that kind of totally irrelevant trivia.
<Kasia> <OOC> Ch: Me, too, strangely enough. :)
Ch`Dith <OOCly> listens to _Sell Out_ cue on the mp3 list... Not a good sign.
<Arsenal> "Ah, Mitchell.  Nice to see you survived."
<Sergio> brb.
<SteveM> "Reporting as ordered, sir."
Sergio is now known as seraway
<SteveM> "Thank you, sir." . o O (It's what you pay me for.)
<Anya> <OOC> Ch: "Be Prepared" is mine... :)
<Arsenal> "Anyways, what did you find out?"
<Kasia> <OOC> 'Anyways'??
<Anya> <OOC> verbal tik?
Malik taps one of the SAMAS pilots on the shoulder, and point at Vander. "That's 
him. That one. The hobbit."
<Malik> +s
<Vander> <OOC> Better than Gen. Emerson saying Eenywho :)
<Maeryn> <ooc> Kas.. that gets to you too?
<Arsenal> the SAMAS pilot nods, leaves the area.
<Kasia> <OOC> o/~ Sell out! / With me, oh yeah / Sell out! / With me tonight... 
o/~
<Kasia> ;)
<Malik> <OOC> Kas: Heeeeeeee. %)
Vander stands around waiting for his debreifing, muttering stuff and puffing 
smokerings
<Ch`Dith> <OOC> Kas: Well, you should know since you're the one who fired it at 
me.
<SteveM> "The vampires currently have three major settlements. One at Muluc, one 
at Tula, and one at Tenochititlan."
Maeryn <ooc> blames her grandmother for bringing it to her attention too often 
Malik grins pleasantly at Vander.
<Ch`Dith> <OOC> Steve: + "There were four, but the one in Ixzotz isn't anymore."
<SteveM> "They did have one at Ixzotz, but over the course of our journey we 
found it necessary to destroy the controlling intelligence there."
<Arsenal> "I see.  How organized are these vampires?"
Vander <OOCly> looks at Stan's pic again. "I still wanna borrow that hat." :)
<Arsenal> "You... *destroyed* a vampire city?  How?"
Vander scowls at Malik, and tries to ignore him
Malik continues smiling pleasantly. "So, did you have fun on the trip, shorty?"
<SteveM> "The vampires of a given city are controlled by a central intelligence. 
It's got lots of eyes, fanged tentacles, and looks like something you wouldn't 
want your daughter marrying."
Ru`ach <OOC> listens to Terrence Mann prepare to toss himself off of a bridge. 
:9
<Arsenal> "Very funny, Mitchell.  How did you destroy one of these things?"
Kasia <OOC> listens to another death song, albeit not such a... violent one. ;)
Vander continues ignoring malik
<Ch`Dith> <OOC> Stop drooling, Walker. It's the Melter that's NotObsessed with 
sexy voices.
<Ru`ach> <OOC> Not only, dwagon. %)
<Ch`Dith> <OOC> Oh. Joy. </McCoy>
<Kasia> <OOC> Ch: I made a list on my page. :9
<Ru`ach> <OOC> I helped. %)
<Ch`Dith> <OOC> Shadowtouched or the GeoShitties one?
seraway is now known as Sergio
<Kasia> <OOC> Shadowtouched.
<Sergio> bak
<SteveM> "We did have some luck. One of the people we picked up managed to find 
what I now believe to be an artifact weapon, a sword, probably ...created to 
destroy vampires. That, and we made a daylight assault, blowing open the roof 
over the thing's head. It slowed it down, but didn't put it down."
<Vander> <OOC> It's Shake'N'Bake! And I helped! :)
<Arsenal> "Go on."
Ru`ach <OOC> listens to End of the Tour *finally* come one.
<SteveM> "The sword did most of the work, sir. As for any chances of a similar 
assault working, I will say that for typical troops, a division will get you 
into a vampire city. Luck and another division will get you out again."
Ru`ach looks up. Shoots down the o. s/one/on/
<Anya> <OOC> "iow, general, it's best to leave the vamps alone...if you can do 
that..."
<SteveM> "Once the vampire intelligence was destroyed, the remaining vampires 
went dormant. Ixzotz had 1500 vampires. Not to mention brodkil serving as the 
sheriff and his deputies."
<Arsenal> "Brodkil?"
<SteveM> "Demonic creatures from the Rifts."
<Ch`Dith> <OOC> Steve: s/dormant/dead. Deader, even.
<SteveM> "Some cybered, all taking a fancy to railguns and over heavy weaponry. 
Some can even turn invisible."
<Arsenal> "I see.  You mentioned that you picked up people along the way.  Just 
who did you pick up."
<Arsenal> ?
<SteveM> "For starters, we picked up a Juicer standing just outside the gates of 
the complex. Apparently he was a caravan guard who was between jobs."
<Arsenal> "Yeah, I saw him."
Malik sneers at Vander. "So, Vander, I bet you wanted to get into Kasia's pants 
the whole time you were there? Freak boy. I saw you."
<SteveM> "The rest were... shall we say, talented individuals whose skills 
proved necessary to the completion of the objective."
Ru`ach <OOC> watches Malik be more of an ass than usual?
<Kasia> <OOC> If Malik and Kas ever meet again, he *fries.* ;)
<Anya> <ooc> Oooh, nice sidestep. :)
<Vander> *to Malik* "Roit. And don't tell me you weren't looking ta get some 
hoochie koochie from the cow guy."
<Ru`ach> <OOC> Go Runt!
<Arsenal> "You know I'll be getting the party line view from Malik.  So who 
*did* you pick up along the way?"
<Kasia> <OOC> Go Runt! Go Runt!
<Ch`Dith> <OOC> ooh, and a *BEAUT* of a counterpunch, RIGHT below the belt. That 
has to smart badly!
Malik grunts, and reers back. "How vulgar. I think they really should just 
slaughter all you DBs, to begin with. Save us all alot of trouble. Now, give me 
back my wallet."
Maeryn <ooc> laughs at the thought of malik trying.. 
<Malik> <OOC> Bah. I like degrading Malik. %)
SteveM checks to see if General Emerson is sitting down before continuing. ^_^;
<Arsenal> he is.
<Vander> *to Malik* "What wallet?"
Malik blinks. "I knew it! You lie, too? Now, give it back or I call the guards."
<Maeryn> <ooc> Van.. whoop his.. well.. you get the idea..  :)
Vander thinks he sees where this is going. "You wanna try that frame up crap 
here, Dead Boy, I'll be happy ta make sure yer SAMAS suit never gets over a case 
of terminal rust."
<SteveM> "Two D-Bees, a psionic, a young girl who was aspiring to be a magician, 
a dragon." 
<Kasia> <OOC> Did Malik hafta roll fer reverse pickpocketing to plant the 
wallet? ;)
<Malik> <OOC> He didn't plant anything. He's not that smart. %)
<Arsenal> Kas: what wallet? :)
<N`Mor> ooc *chuckle*
SteveM stands and braces for the Shitstorm of the Decade.
<Kasia> <OOC> *snicker*
Vander dips his pipe into his tobacco wallet for a refill.
Malik gets out a knife, and draws a cut across his arm, and one across his 
forehead, musses up his hair, and shouts, "Guards! Guards! This crazed hobbit's 
attacking me! Help!"
Malik throws himself against the wall.
<Arsenal> Emerson laughs.  "I knew you weren't Coalition, Mitchell.  How'd you 
get that crew past Malik?"
<Ru`ach> <OOC> Malik: Um.....!
<SteveM> "Rank hath its privileges, sir."
Vander watches Malik mess himself up, and just stands there, calmly puffing at 
his pipe.
<Kasia> <OOC> Oh, right. Like a hobbit's gonna be able to toss around a Deadboy. 
;)
Malik jumps to his feet and rushes the hobbit.
<SteveM> . o O ("As well as its responsibility," he didn't add.)
<Anya> <ooc> Hmmm, watch the Emperor Prozak thing come back to haunt Malik. :)
Vander ducks Malik's charge
<Arsenal> Several Grunts show up with weapons drawn, followed by an officer.  
"Hostile D-Bee on the base!  Do we have permission to shoot?"
<Ch`Dith> <OOC> What was the outcome of that random insanity roll Malik had to 
take again? Vacation from Reality?
<Arsenal> "No," the officer states.  "Just take the runt to the stockade, and 
let him rot."
Vander tries to stay calm
<Vander> "What's the charge, officer?"
Malik points at the blood on his arm and face. "He tried to kill me with this!" 
He hands the knife to the officer.
<Maeryn> <ooc> Ch'Dith.. are you suggesting a vacation from reality is a bad 
thing? 
<Ch`Dith> <OOC> Not at all.
<SteveM> "I figured he was thinking it was best to let the freaks take each 
other out, sir."
<Vander> *To the officer* "Roit. Like I'd be stupid enough to attack a Dead Boy 
in armour on a CS base with something as flimsy as a knife."
<Arsenal> Vander: you are carried by a pair of Grunts down to the stockade, and 
tossed into a small, dark cell.
Vander does not resist
Malik sits back down, and wipes the blood off his face and arm, and fixes up his 
uniform.
<Kasia> <OOC> Roit. Like a CS goon't gonna listen to you.
<Kasia> ;)
SteveM <OOCly> cues up the Imperial March.
<Arsenal> "That sounds like Malik," Emerson states.
SteveM just nods.
<Arsenal> "Well, we have another mission for you to take, if you want it."
Vander continues puffing irritably on his pipe. *mutters* "If I was gonna attack 
th' jerk, I'd use a tactical nuke."
<SteveM> "What would it be?"
<Ru`ach> <OOC> Van: %)
<Malik> <OOC> You know you admire my evil genious. :)
<Vander> <OOC> That was genious?
<Kasia> <OOC> Mal: You mean 'genius?' ;)
<Malik> <OOC> Well, for Malik, yes. ;)
<Malik> <OOC> Kas: Shhhh. :)
<SteveM> <OOC> It's best to know the facts going in than to regret a decision 
made later.
<Vander> <OOC> Then I'd hate to see his stupid
<Kasia> <OOC> *snickercackle*
<Arsenal> "There's trouble brewing in the west..." he is distracted by a beeping 
console.  "Oh, great.  Your pal Vander just got thrown in the stockade."
<SteveM> . o O (Aw, hell.)
Vander is intent of filling as much of the stockade with pipe smoke as possible. 
Puffs away furiously
<SteveM> "Malik finally goaded him into something, I'll bet."
<Arsenal> "Officially, I can't do anything."
<Ch`Dith> <OOC> *haw-haw!*
<Arsenal> "Dismissed."
<Kasia> <OOC> "Unofficialy, here's a map of the base, a few nukes, and a cake 
with a nail file in it."
<SteveM> "Would you prefer that I escort him out of the base, never to return?"
<Vander> <OOC> Kasia: :)=
<Ch`Dith> <OOC> *snicker*
<Ch`Dith> <OOC> QotN! 
<Anya> <ooc> ooc quotes don't count for qotn! :(
<Kasia> <OOC> An: You got one up there. ;)
<Vander> <OOC> Kasia: Would that be a triangle file?
<Vander> :)
<Ch`Dith> <OOC> An: Says you?
<SteveM> Kas: <OOC> She was an observer.
<Kasia> <OOC> Van: Nailfile/lockpick/etc. ;)
<Ru`ach> <OOC> So I can still come up with something brilliant IC.... 
</wishfulthinking>
<Anya> <ooc> *shrug* is the way I thought it worked, anyway.... :)
<Arsenal> "Off the record, that'd be best.  However, as a known D-Bee, his 
chances of survival in the next three minutes is slim.  Get going, and get 
Malik's scrawny ass in here."
<SteveM> "So, off the record, I can carry on?"
<Arsenal> "Yes."
<Kasia> <OOC> "Okay, sir. Malik! General Emerson wants your scrawny ass. Oops, 
that came out *all* wrong..."
Vander <OOCly> Watches a BIG ASS centipede go scrambling behind his desk O_o
<Ch`Dith> <OOC> *OW*
N`Mor <ooc> laughs
<Kasia> <OOC> I think I had too much to drink. Well, it's all psychosomatic... 
>%)
<Ru`ach> <OOC> Kas: Uhh! *cackle*
<Arsenal> Okay, that's the last we see of Malik.
Maeryn <ooc> holds up a jar with a dead bug.. Van.. does it look kinda like 
this? :)
<Malik> Yaaayyy!
<Ru`ach> <OOC> o/~ With psychosomatic symptomes / Difficult to endure o/~
Malik is now known as Vix
<Vix> <OOC> Boogie!
<Ch`Dith> <OOC> And there was much rejoicing. Yay.
<Arsenal> Okay...
Ru`ach <OOC> yays and waves a flag.
SteveM nods, says "Yes, sir. And thank you."
<Vander> <OOC> Mae: Nope. It's one of those brown ones with the really thin legs 
that makes it look bigger and really fuzzy
Vix is wandering along the road, towards Lone Star, or something.
SteveM goes over to the stockade, then.
<Arsenal> Okay, you approach the stockade gate.
<SteveM> On the way...
Vander continues filling the stockade with smoke
<Kasia> <OOC> Uhh... was Steve gonna get possible mission info?
<Arsenal> Kas: Emerson got interrupted
<Kasia> Ars: Okay. :)
SteveM passes Malik. *muttered* "If this mess with Vander was your doing, then 
you had better hope like hell we never cross paths again."
<Vix> Malik just grins sardonically at Steve. "Yessir."
Vander is glad he passed off his reader/recorder to Trent
<SteveM> <OOC> That's right, burn that bridge.
<Ru`ach> <OOC> * Malik grins. "See you in hell."
SteveM is (once again notcontinuity wise) at the stockade gate.
<SteveM> "Guard!"
<N`Mor> <ooc> Oh, I get it. Now that Malik doesn't need us to protect his ass, 
he gets even more assholish ;)
<Vander> <OOC> N'Mor: Sorry about the cow guy crack
<Vix> <OOC> N'M: Duh. ;)
<Arsenal> a Grunt wielding a Fire Breather comes up to the other side of the 
gate.  "What's your business?"
<N`Mor> <ooc> Van: *shrug* ;)
<SteveM> "You got that hob-- D-Bee there?  He's to be 'escorted' from the 
premises."
<Arsenal> "Let me see your papers."
SteveM shows his papers.
<Kasia> <OOC> Supersecret interrigation!
<Vix> <OOC> "Here's *my* papers!" *THWOCK* ;)
<Kasia> <OOC> Err... interrogation. Yeah.
<N`Mor> <ooc> Boot to the head.?
<Arsenal> "I don't see any authorization here for his release."
<Vix> <OOC> Like I said. H2H: Tae Kwon Leep. %)
Vander still has the Ion Gun and his shotgun %)
<Arsenal> Van: that was left with the Hog
<SteveM> "The higher-ups thought it best to turn him loose, let the badlands 
finish him off. All very hush-hush, of course."
<Kasia> Van: They prolly frisked you.
<Vander> And my tool belt :)
<Arsenal> "Yeah, right, pal.  According to my schedule, he's to be terminated at 
dawn."
SteveM <OOCly> gets inspiration, cues up "I'll Talk My Way Out Of It"
<Vix> <OOC> Cool. Executed for beating up on Malik. %)
<Vix> <OOC> "Hi, I'm selling these fine leather jackets." >%)
<Vander> <OOC> Vix :)
<Kasia> <OOC> "Would you like to buy a thneed?"
<Kasia> </reallyreandomref20pts>
<Ru`ach> <OOC> *snicker*
<Ru`ach> <OOC> Kas: -e
<SteveM> "Is that right?  On what charge?"
<Kasia> <OOC> Well, yeah.
N`Mor <ooc> ughs at Kasia.. I know that quote.. ;)
<N`Mor> <ooc> can't place it, though %P
<SteveM> Kas: The Lorax, right?
<Vander> <OOC> It was the Dr. Seuss book with the Lorax
<Kasia> <OOC> Steve: Dingdingding! And Van, too, but my scroll shows Steve 
first. :)
<Ru`ach> <OOC> yep.
Maeryn <ooc> wants a thneed :)
<Vander> <OOC> You make a thneed out of the tufts from the truffula tree
<Arsenal> The Grunt looks in the control booth to read his papers.  "Attempted 
murder of a Coalition officer, and being a D-Bee."
<Vix> <OOC> Hee! 'Being a D-Bee' is an actual crime? %)
Maeryn <ooc> has the book and the video.. it's one of our favorites :)
<SteveM> "An officer? Which officer?"
<Arsenal> "The second one alone rates the death sentence. Filty D-Bee invaders." 
<Ch`Dith> <OOC> Vix: yer surprised?
Vander is actually more guilty of wanton vandalism of CS property. %)
<N`Mor> Van: who isn't? ;_)
<N`Mor> -_
<Arsenal> "A non-comm by the name of Malik, Ambrose."
<Vander> <OOC> An oil pan here, a fender there, a dirty gun muzzle elsewhere :)
Kasia <OOC> boogies to the chorus of Goodnight Saigon. ;)
<Arsenal> "Rank of Sergeant"
SteveM narrows his eyes. "He's a non-com. Yes, I know his rank. Why is he being 
listed as an officer, then?"
<Arsenal> "Non-commissioned officer.  It rates."
<Sergio> getting tired. Ga2go
<Vander> Later Meeth
<Arsenal> Cya, Meeth
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<SteveM> "All right. But why wait for dawn tomorrow?"
<Vander> <OOC> He actually RP well today
<Arsenal> "Standard procedure."
<Vix> <OOC> ...what he DID RP, yeah. :)
<Arsenal> Van: yeah... surprise, huh?"
<Arsenal> maybe Sergio *is* more his type than Raenar, eh?
<Vander> Ars: Maybe
<SteveM> "Very well. I'll be back."
Vander smells some Stockade Plowing Fun :)
<Arsenal> Steve: Why do I picture Arnold Schwartznegger playing Steve right now. 
:)
<SteveM> Ars: You don't.
<Arsenal> Maybe it's just the "I'll be back" line
<Ch`Dith> <OOC> Ars: b/c Arnie said exactly the same thing before 'e "re-
entered" that jail?
<SteveM> Ars: At least until they start coming for me. ;)
<Arsenal> Ch: yeah
Vander starts singing pre-Rifts prison songs
Vix eyes an interesting pebble on the road.
SteveM ponders something. About how powerful are the radios the other half of 
the team uses?
Ru`ach <ooc> boogies to We Are the Champions.... %)
<Anya> <OOC> Van: "I Shall Be Released?"
<Vander> <OOC> Anya: Among others :)
<Arsenal> Steve: not powerful enough... they're short-range
<N`Mor> Steve: I don't think we could get there in time anyway ;)
Anya has a longdistance radio.
Ch`Dith <OOCly> could, with a little luck. *teleport*
Vander looks around his cell
SteveM uses the time to go see Vasily Morchenko.
<Vix> <OOC> "Ninety nine thousand bottles of beer on the wall, ninetynine 
thousand bottles of beer. You take one down, pass it around, ninetyeight 
thousand nine hundred ninetynine bottles of beer on the wall!.....etc.  o/~
<Arsenal> Van: it's a steel cell, with a steel door.
<Ru`ach> <OOC> Vix: Nooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!
<Ru`ach> :)
<Arsenal> a small slot for dropping food into the cell, and a small window that 
slides open and closed from the outside.  it's currently closed.
<Vander> Ars: Anything here I could use to my advantage? Stuff I could techstuff 
with?
<Arsenal> the cell has a toilet and a bunk
<Anya> <OOC> "The most annoying song in two dimensions..." %)
<Vix> <OOC> Hack into the toilet!
<Arsenal> plus a sink with only one working faucet... cold.
Vander sends Morse code by flushing the toilet. %)
<Vix> <OOC> *flush   flush  flush* *flushflushflush* *flush   flush   flush* %)
<Vander> M...A...L...I...K...I...S...A...D...O...R...K
<Vander> :)
<Vix> <OOC> *snicker*
<Ru`ach> <OOC> Hee!
<Ch`Dith> <OOC> *snickersnortcacklelaugh*
<Anya> <ooc> *chortle*
<Arsenal> Steve: you find him listed in the phone book.
Ru`ach <OOC> eyerolls. *Now* Sell Out comes on. :)
SteveM calls the phone number
Vander sets to work fixing the hot water faucet
<Arsenal> An older man answers. "Da?"
<Anya> <OOC> Ars: he's former military, but he's "lost" two of his three...
<Arsenal> Anya: 'k
<Arsenal> he's still Russian tho, right?
<Anya> <ooc> Hell, yeah. :)  Just giving some helpful background.
<Arsenal> 'k
<SteveM> "Mr. Morchenko, I like to see you sometime today. I have a letter from 
your daughter."
<Arsenal> "My... daughter?  Last I was told, little Anya was dead."
Vander thinks really loud. <HEY! DWAGON! CH'DITH! ANSWER ME, SNADGRATS!!!>
<Ch`Dith> Ars: Considering that I'm half/half expecting a call, do I hear?
<Arsenal> ch: range is too great.
<Arsenal> no
<Ch`Dith> <OOC> Sorry, Runt.
<SteveM> "Sir, if she's dead, then she's quite the lively corpse. Would you mind 
if I came by to deliver it?"
<Arsenal> "She's... alive?  Who are you?"
<SteveM> "A friend."
<Vander> <OOC> Federal Express. We've been trying to reach you for the past 200 
years.
<Anya> *snicker*
<Vander> <OOC> Shoulda sent the message UPS %)
<Anya> <OOC> Well...I woulda sent email, but the ISP is down for some reason... 
%)
<Vander> Heh :)
SteveM <OOC> lags
Vix <OOC> doesn't.
Ru`ach <OOC> doesn't, either.
<SteveM> ok, so someone's brain is lagging.
<Arsenal> "Da, you can.  Building 51, Price Street."
<Arsenal> (not lagging... distracted)
Ch`Dith <OOCly> hops the UnLagged bandwagon
<SteveM> Ars: We gotcha. ;)
<SteveM> "Thank you. I'll be by shortly."
<SteveM> *hang up*
SteveM <OOCly> ponders the mage in a short story off _All The Way To The 
Gallows_
<SteveM> Ask me to tell you about the artio sometime
<SteveM> Anyway
SteveM goes to said address.
<Arsenal> An older man answers the door.  "Da?"
<SteveM> "Vasily Morchenko?"
<SteveM> "Steve Mitchell. I have that letter I called you about earlier." *hands 
him the letter*
<Arsenal> "Spaceba.  Would you come in for a vodka?"
<SteveM> "Of course."
<Vix> <OOC> Spaceba....lls? %)
SteveM enters the domicile.
Arsenal drops an anvil on Vix 's head
<Arsenal> Mr. Morchenko leads you into the house, and pours you a tall shot of 
vodka.
<Vix> <OOC> Ow. ;)
<Arsenal> "How is she?"
SteveM graciously accepts the vodka... (Ok, one drink won't hurt.)
<Kasia> <OOC> *snicker*
<SteveM> "She's alive and well." *downs the vodka in one pull and sighs 
explosively*
<Arsenal> "Don't give me that, mister Mitchell.  Tell me, how's my little Anya?"
<Arsenal> "Does she miss me?"
<SteveM> "She's with some friends of mine over in Worth. I don't know if she 
misses you, but she certainly thinks of you."
<Arsenal> He fixes you with a gaze that speaks volumes, and peers deep into you.
<Arsenal> "Please.  Tell her I still love her."
<Ch`Dith> <OOC> Ahh. Satriani goodness.
<N`Mor> *ping*
<Ru`ach> <OOC> Ch'D: How'd you do that? Don't say Midnight is playing for you, 
please? %)
SteveM nods. "I will. Thank you for the vodka, Mr. Morchenko. I'd love to stay, 
but right now I have to see what I can do to rescue a friend of mine."
<Anya> <OOC> Dear Papa, you'll never guess what I went and done... :)
<Arsenal> anya: *chuckle*
<Ch`Dith> <OOC> Nah. _Always with Me, Always with You_
<Ru`ach> <OOC> Oh, good. Otherwise it would be *too* freaky.
<Ch`Dith> <OOC> Especially since I don't have that one.
<Ru`ach> <OOC> *chuckle*
<Ch`Dith> <OOC> *blink* Define "freaky".
<Ru`ach> <OOC> *blink* No.
Vander <OOCly> cleans his mouse
<Arsenal> we gonna get back to the game?
<Ch`Dith> <OOC> More "freaky" than _Wind Beneath My Wings_ plopping up everytime 
I start thinking about Dagmar... without fail?
<Vix> <OOC> Yeah. Steve. Do stuff.
<Ru`ach> Ars: whenever you want..
Ch`Dith does dwagon stuff, practises with the rifle some more.
<SteveM> Ars: I've been waiting to do just that
<Arsenal> oh, we'll focus on the other part of the team next session. :)
Anya is still having entertaining conversation with Kasia about Coalition 
assholes? :)
<Kasia> An: For three days straight. ;)
Ru`ach reads through her scrolls. Silently.
<Anya> Kas: Hey, we got something in common. :)
Kasia practices fencing, too, probably.
<Arsenal> right now (continuity-wise), the rest of the team's involved in next 
session, 'k?
<Kasia> :)
<Kasia> Okee.
<Anya> Cool with me. :)
Vix picks up a fern along the side of the road, tries to roll it and smoke it, 
breaks out in a fit of coughing. Decides that wasn't the right plant.
Vander sits about in his cell doing inmate things
<SteveM> Vix: Get Holistic Medicine when you get a skill slot open
<Anya> <OOC> Van: Flushing disparaging things about the Coalition?
<Vander> <OOC> Vix: Smoke a hotdog :)
<Vander> <OOC> Anya: Yah :)
<Vix> <OOC> Steve: Heee. ;)
<Arsenal> Okay... Steve's still up
SteveM thanks Mr. Morchenko once again and leaves.
SteveM then goes back to the base. Specifically, the command HQ.
<Arsenal> 'k
<Vix> <OOC> And so, as the sun sets in the west, our intrepid hero drinks vodka, 
walks around, and doesn't do anything in the least bit interesting. ;)
Vix <OOC> ducks. :)
<SteveM> Vix... give me a moment, oh shugenga no baka
Vander does more anti-Coalition flushing
<Arsenal> Vix: please note.. I have an infinite number of anvils to choose from.
<Vix> <OOC> Gah!
Vix <OOC> be's quiet. :P
<Arsenal> :)
<SteveM> "I'd like to speak with General Emerson. No, I don't have an 
appointment."
<Arsenal> "I'm sorry, but General Emerson is currently in a meeting, and cannot 
be reached.  May I leave a message?"
<Vander> 
E...M...P...E...R...O...R...P...R...O...Z...A...C...S...U...C...K...S...E...L...
E...P...H...A...N...T...B...A...L..."Drn! Writer's block!"
Arsenal drops an anvil on his typoist
Vix picks a small flower, sniffs it, and stuffs it in his mouth, chewing 
thoughtfully.
<Arsenal> *chuckle*
<Kasia> >:)
<Vix> <OOC> Heeee!
<Arsenal> vix: roll to save vs. poison
<SteveM> "Tell him Lieutenant Mitchell would like to speak to him at his 
earliest convenience."
<Arsenal> "Yes, sir, I will."
<Arsenal> *click*
<Vix> <OOC> Ars: Wilderness survival and Biology wouldn't prevent him from 
eating something stupid? 
<Arsenal> Vix: you tried smoking a fern.
<Ch`Dith> <OOC> Not if you explicitly state you pick a random flower.
<SteveM> "Great. About the only difference between this and Trent in Del Rio was 
that Trent could outfight the bastards."
<Anya> <OOC> identify plants?  skillroll, some different.
<Vix> <OOC> I said a 'small flower' ;)
<Vix> <OOC> Oh, okay. What's the roll? ;)
<Arsenal> roll a 1D20
<Vix> 15.
N`Mor has Identify Plants ;)
<Arsenal> okay... you just feel a little sick to your stomach from the dandelion 
you just swallowed.
Vix OOC hopes he doesn't die before entering the game. %)
<N`Mor> Bah, dandelions are edible. The leaves, at least. %)
<Arsenal> N`M: he swallowed the whole flowerd
<Arsenal> -d
<N`Mor> Mmmm. :9
<SteveM> <OOC> <SDSteve> Like I said, Holistic Medicine. Watch for it!"
<Arsenal> besides, it's a mild hallucinagen
<Vix> <OOC> Perfect!
<Vix> <OOC> Mebbe he did that on purpose. %)
Vander takes care of other toilet involving business, other than anti-Coalition 
flushing
<SteveM> <OOC> "Smoke jimson weed. Do whatever comes naturally."
<N`Mor> bah, i've heard dandelion greens make a good salad ;)
<Arsenal> <voice SRC="Duke_Nukem"> Ah, better. </voice>?
Vix blinks, and stares at another flower like he just ate, and curses. "Whoops." 
He wanders down the road, grinning stupidly at something or the other.
<Vix> <OOC> I can just imagine Steve and Vander finding Vix, while stoned out of 
his gourd. %)
<Vix> <OOC> "Woah. Hey, a purple hobbit." %)
<Arsenal> Vix: due to your hallucinagen, you start heading the wrong way.
<N`Mor> <ooc>"Whoa, hey there little eggplant dude?"
Vix giggles to himself, and mumbles about red lollipops and dinosaurs made of 
cheese.
SteveM goes to the Plow's first aid kit, breaks out some Alka-Seltzer tablets.
<Vix> <OOC> Ars: This is amusing. ;)
<N`Mor> o/~ plop-plop, fizz-fizz, oh what a relief it is o/~
<SteveM> N'M: In more ways than one. Observe.
Vander <OOCly> listens to the EVA1.midi
<Arsenal> *chuckle*
SteveM then heads back to the stockade, being careful enough to conceal the 
tabs.
Vix yelps, and watches as his staff turns into a python. With a yelp, Vix throws 
the staff on the ground and jumps back several feet.
<Arsenal> "You again?"
Vix blinks, and stares at the staff, which is now a staff again, albeit covered 
in tiny grey elves. He picks it up, tries to shake the elves off, and continues 
in the wrong direction.
<Ch`Dith> <OOC> It's a hippie illuminati? 
<Ch`Dith> <OOC> "Like, fnord, or something" ?
<Vix> <OOC> It's a hippie discordian. Which is redundant. :)
Vander goes back to his anti-Coalition flushing
<Arsenal> effects of super-charged mutant dandilion
<SteveM> "I'm pretty sure you don't need release papers to let me see the filthy 
bastard, now do I?"
<Arsenal> "Hrrm... No, I don't."
<Arsenal> He opens the gate to let you in.
<SteveM> "Thank you." *enters*
<Vander> 
D...E...A...D...B...O...Y...S...G...E...T...J...I...G...G...Y...W...I...T...H...
D...O...G...P...A...C...K...S
N`Mor <ooc> thinks he sees where this is going ;)
<Arsenal> *ow*
<Ch`Dith> <OOC> *snicker*
<Arsenal> The Grunt leads you to a steel door, and slides the window open.
<Ch`Dith> <OOC> good thing nobody's listening, prolly.
Vix has an interesting discussion with the elves about politics.
<Arsenal> "He's in there."
<SteveM> <OOC> "Lone Star: Where Men Are Men And The Dog Boys Know It."
Vander looks up to see who's coming in
SteveM looks inside. "Vander, quit wasting water."
Ru`ach is now known as WhtStar2
WhtStar2 is now known as Ru`ach
<Ru`ach> oops :P :)
<Vander> "Oi, Steve. Tell Malik to shove his *CENSORED* up his rear."
Ch`Dith <OOCly> charges Steve with every single weapon in the FW tournament 
simultaneously.
<SteveM> Ch: FW Tournament?
<Kasia> Steve: Furniture Warriors. :)
<Kasia> ... methinks.
<SteveM> "I don't know what went on between you two, but now it appears they've 
got you marked for death, little buddy. Oh, don't worry, I intend to do just 
that."
<Ch`Dith> <OOC> Steve: wot Kas said. Deckchairs, bureaus, crystal chandeliers, 
curtainrods, lamps, you name it, if it's carpentry, you're being whacked by it.
<SteveM> Ch: Was that for the Dog Boy comment?
<Ch`Dith> <OOC> Yeah.
Vix goes. *wave*
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<Arsenal> Everyone knows that Malik couldn't even get a Dog Girl
<Vander> *to Steve* "I'll tell ye what happened. The mook framed me for stealing 
his bloody wallet and assaultin him."
<Arsenal> :)
<Arsenal> The grunt grunts.  "Theft is not one of the charges, D-Bee scum."
<Arsenal> he adds it to the list.
<Ch`Dith> <OOC> Ars: A bitch, you mean?
<Arsenal> Ch: put bluntly, yes
<SteveM> "He's been also saying you're a D-Bee."
<Anya> Ars: <OOC> This is why Lone Star is revamping its mutant animal program.
<Arsenal> and why Quebec outlawed them :)
<Vander> *to Steve* "Fark! We both know where I come from!"
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<SteveM> "I know that, but they seem bound and determined to shove you up 
against the wall tomorrow." *whispered* "I proposed letting the wastes finish 
you, but you and I both know Coalition bureaucracy: They need orders in 
triplicate which are then lost, found, lost again, subjected to inquiry, and 
then recycled as kindling before they can take a dump."
<Arsenal> *chuckle*
Ch`Dith <OOCly> watches Douglas Adams rise from the grave, whap Steve on the 
head, and crawl back in again.
<SteveM> Ch: Doug Adams is dead?
<Ch`Dith> <OOC> Steve: in Rifts, he is.
<SteveM> Ch: Ah.
<Vander> "That's the Coalition alright."
Ch`Dith <OOCly> feels the combined effects of sleep deprivation and a kickass 
goth concert hit him on the back of the head. Ow.
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<Vander> re Mae
SteveM nods... pondering his chances of slipping the Alka-Seltzer to Vander 
without the guards noticing
Vander wonders if there's any way he can let Steve know about the Ion Gun under 
his jacket
<Arsenal> Van: that's been taken from you.
<Vander> OK
<Vander> "So what are me chances of getting outta here alive?"
<SteveM> "Depends on what I can arrange."
<Vander> "Knew I shoulda bloody stayed with the others."
<SteveM> "Loyalty's a pain in the posterior, isn't it?"
<Vander> "Yah. No relief at all from it."
Vander leans against the bars, his back to Steve and the guard
<Arsenal> oh, if yer gonna try and slip him the alka-seltzer through the food 
slot, roll for prowl
<SteveM> My prowl's good... 72%
<Arsenal> you needed a 67 or less...
<SteveM> No, that's my skill number, not my skill roll.
<Arsenal> at least, I have 67 listed here.
<Arsenal> hrrm...
<SteveM> I levelled with last week's XP
<Arsenal> ah...
<Vander> <OOC> Ars: Do I have anything on me? Pocket knife, a piece of wire, 
anything?
<Arsenal> Van: nope...
<Arsenal> just yer clothing...
<Vander> Crud. So much for Lock Picking
<Arsenal> the rest was placed with yer bike
<Arsenal> Steve: I'll need a new charsheet from ya tomorrow, then
<SteveM> yokai
<Vander> <OOC> Is anything happening?
<SteveM> I'm considering it.
<Arsenal> you and Steve are talking.
<Vander> <OOC> Less talk! More Explosions!
SteveM attempts the pass... rolls a 38
<Arsenal> good.. the Guard doesn't notice
<SteveM> "Look, Vander, I gotta take a leak, be back when I'm done, ok?"
Vander picks up the packet, gets the idea. . o O (Fake vomit. Gotta like the way 
Steve thinks.)
<Vander> "Roit. Stink up their johns right good."
SteveM turns to the guard. "Where's the latrine in this place?"
<Arsenal> "Down the hall, take a right at the guard station, third door on the 
left."
<Arsenal> He accompanies you as far as the guard station.
SteveM takes a right, goes in as planned, takes a whiz.... <OOCly> has to take 
one now. Ain't recursion fun?
<Arsenal> *chuckle*
Vander qietly rips open the packet, palms the tablets, and deposits the wrapper 
in the toilet. Flushing the wrapper down the john, and pos the tablet in his 
mouth
<Vander> +p
Ch`Dith needeth one also... bbiab
Kasia better goeth - sleepage
<Arsenal> cya, Kas.
<Vander> Later Kasia
<Anya> night Kas.
<SteveM> nties Kasia-chan
<Kasia> Tataa!
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Vander makes gagging noises when the foam gets thick enough
Ru`ach <OOC> watches Psi Corps book #3 not come out 'till July. Damn.
SteveM goes back to the guard station. "I'd hate to leave without saying 
goodbye."
<Arsenal> the guard bangs on your door.  "Quiet in there, runt!"
<Vander> "KACKcoughHAAAAAACKwheeeeeeeeeeeh"
<Arsenal> the guard takes a peek. "Oh, shit.  We got a rabid one, Sarge!"
Vander drops over on his side and wiggles about
SteveM arrives... 
Vander continues his hacking and spitting
<Arsenal> the guard opens the door as his superior arrives, both armed with Fire 
Breathers.
SteveM twists his face into that of concern...
<SteveM> . o O (Play dead, little buddy.)
Vander wiggles a few more times, then acts dead, trying to keep his eyes open in 
a death stare
<Arsenal> "He's a rabid D-Bee!" the Sarge yells... "That's grounds for ... 
dammit, the runt did it for us."
<SteveM> "Oh no.... no!"
SteveM does his best to look like a man who wants to cry, but is being, well... 
a man about it.
<Vander> . o O (Hope all them games of Stare Eyes with the family cat pays off.)
<Arsenal> Van: roll for Prowl...
<Vander> 1D20?
<Arsenal> 30% or less
<Arsenal> percentile
<SteveM> PCT, Van
<Vander> OK
<Vander> 4
<Arsenal> cool... they think yer dead.
<SteveM> "What are you going to do with the body?"
<Vander> <OOC> I'm not dead yet!
<N`Mor> now just hope they don't abuse the corpse
<Arsenal> the Grunt picks you up, and carries you over to a stretcher.
<N`Mor> ;)
<Arsenal> "We have an unmarked grave for him."
<Ch`Dith> <OOC> "Yes you are."
<Arsenal> "You know this runt?"
<SteveM> "I'd better take it. You've got enough to do with the paperwork as it 
is.
<SteveM> +"
Vander 's eyes are drying out
<Arsenal> "Hrrm... yer probably right.  What's one less D-Bee?"
Ru`ach brbs
<Arsenal> "A good start?" the grunt calls back.
SteveM nods.
<Arsenal> The grunt unceremoniously hands Vander to Steve
<SteveM> "I might as well take him over to the dump. They could use some more 
animal refuse."
SteveM accepts the burden and departs.
<Arsenal> Once you're clear of the gate...
Vander starts blinking his eyes wet once outside the stockade
<N`Mor> run like a sumbitch
SteveM is looking for all the world like he's taking out the trash.
<SteveM> We're working on it.
<Ch`Dith> <OOC> What, without the Hog? }8=>
<Arsenal> well, you're now outside the stockade.
SteveM unceremoniously dumps the runt into the jumpseat of the Plow. *whispered 
harshly* "Stay still!"
<Arsenal> you're just gonna leave the Hog there?
<SteveM> I'm taking it with me... strapping it to the Plow.
<Arsenal> 'k
<SteveM> "Bet this will fetch a pretty penny out in the Burbs."
<SteveM> *grunt*
<Ru`ach> b
<Vander> *deadplay*
<Arsenal> Steve: you see a note in the Plow's cockpit.  "Fight the good fight, 
Mitchell. [signed] Gen. R. Emerson"
<Arsenal> "P.S. Get as far away from the Coalition as you can."
SteveM finally gets the Hog on good and tight. He then hops into the cockpit, 
smiles, fires up the engine, and says goodbye forever to Lone Star City.
<Arsenal> Okay... I think we can end it here...
<Vander> Ars: OK
<Arsenal> roll ending credits.
<Vander> End Campaign #1
<SteveM> Whee. :)
<Vander> :)
<Ch`Dith> With the Plow riding off into the sunset, stopping just outside visual 
range to drop off the Hog and put the Runt on it?
<Arsenal> JR, UL: your characters may not make screentime next session.
<Arsenal> ch: *nod*
SteveM now bends himself to coming up with episode names for each log in turn
<Vander> Ars: OK But I may be playing El Huevos Grande? :)
<SteveM> Ars: yokai
<Ch`Dith> Who?
<Arsenal> Van: If you want to, and if I decide to use him. :)
<Vander> Ars: OK
<Vander> G'night folx
<SteveM> Ch: Mexican Wrestling Crazy I rolled up
<SteveM> nites Van
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<Arsenal> by my estimate, it's another two days' ride from Lone Star City to 
Worth.
Anya wakes up.
<Arsenal> assuming Worth == Ft. Worth
<Ch`Dith> ah.
<SteveM> Not really... the Plow does 100 easy
<Arsenal> okay... day and a half, tops.
<SteveM> 'k
<Arsenal> that still gives the others about Four or five days to play with next 
session
Ru`ach goes back to Amberreading.
<Ru`ach> ..and amazonbrowsing
<Arsenal> And why don't we call it a night, 'k?
Ch`Dith makes breakfast. *sound of skittle rattling on cooking plate*
<Arsenal> I'm gonna go crash... cyas
<Ru`ach> *D minor ma7*, Ars!
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