Session Start: Wed May 12 22:02:34 1999
* Logging #whosim to 'mark2.log'
*** FatherBen sets mode: +o Teeg
*** FatherBen sets mode: +o VPBaker
<Teeg> His Jen, and Father ?
<VPBaker> Awe, you can't stay Ruth?
<FatherBen> Father Benjamin is me, David:-)
<VPBaker> Father is David, I'm me.
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<FatherBen> Hi Rob!
<Teeg> Ah David :)
<VPBaker> And there's our kitty. Hi Rob!
*** FatherBen sets mode: +o IrishTCat
<IrishTCat> Hello Hello 
<Teeg> Is there a sim tonight?
<VPBaker> How's school going Mary? When's the last day for you?
<FatherBen> Yes there is
<VPBaker> Yup.
<RuthD> Hi folks!  I'm sorry too - I'd like to play, but it's too much right now.  I'm going to clear my mailbox.  No, Jen sorry.  Our church has been building a float for two weeks and I've been helping.
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<FatherBen> Well, you take care of yourself, Ruth, we'll be here when you can play
<RuthD> So I'll talk to everyone later.
*** FatherBen sets mode: +o Doctor
<VPBaker> Oh, I had a problem logging into the site to upload the script today. It's at www.foxdentech.com/jennifer/script.html if you need it.
<RuthD> Goodnight!
<Doctor> *Poof*
*** Quits: RuthD (Leaving)
<VPBaker> Hi Tuna!
<Doctor> brb
<FatherBen> Jen, would you mind changing the topic for me?
<VPBaker> sure
*** VPBaker changes topic to 'NADW: Mark of the Doctor Pt 2'
<FatherBen> thanks:-)
<FatherBen> I'll give you lots to do next week, Rob, do you mind covering bit parts tonight?
<Doctor> Hey Mary, howdy!
<IrishTCat> David Would you mind sending me a list of all the audios you can get from that England connection ?  
<VPBaker> Lots of us gals in the script I see. (Nice scripting btw David. I love the cloak & dagger stuff.)
<FatherBen> no problem, it will just take a day or so to write it all up
<FatherBen> Glad you like it, Jen:-)
<IrishTCat> You mean I dont get to take a catnap for this day :) 
<FatherBen> we've placed an order and I ordered the one you specifically asked me to, Rob
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<Doctor> At your request I am working on a script for future consideration.
<FatherBen> Well, Irish can but we need Rob's help:-)
<FatherBen> Thanks Tuna!
<VPBaker> Just imagine all the trouble Irish is getting into alone in the TARDIS. :)
<IrishTCat> Ah The new Bennie is out but I didnt buy it .. 
<IrishTCat> I did break down and buy the Buffy book though 
<FatherBen> Dead romanace?
<IrishTCat> Yes 
<VPBaker> Yeah Tuna. What's it about?
<FatherBen> The Buffy Trilogy is good, I'll be sending it to Jen shortly
<Doctor> *Ssssh* I am working on taking another rather abstract poem and turning it into a story.
<Doctor> Sort of like with Path of the Destroyer.
<VPBaker> Kewl! 
<FatherBen> Cool
<IrishTCat> Ah Poetry 
<VPBaker> I was just reminscing about the Rainbow Warriors. Think we can get Lisa back for a reprisal story?
<FatherBen> we co uld try
<Doctor> I was thinking about that. We should get her back as school ends. It looks like she may go to teach at a Native American University in South Dakota.
<IrishTCat> Mark Weir  One eyed former UNIT Major  ..  
<FatherBen> Brynna is planning on playing this summer while school is out
<VPBaker> Ok, I can take Cariello and Baker if needed.
<Doctor> I can do Cariello in my scenes if needs be, but it is not essential.
<Doctor> I'll babble about the same amount no matter which characters I do.
<FatherBen> I can handle Timinestra if necessary
<IrishTCat> Whered Mary go  Whered Ruth go 
<VPBaker> That leaves Timinestra & Lovaria
<VPBaker> Ruth was only visiting. Mary got punted, I guess?
<FatherBen> she got pinged timeout
<Doctor> I can go Lovaria
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*** FatherBen sets mode: +o Teeg
<FatherBen> WB Mary
<Doctor> Hey Mary, welcome back!
<VPBaker> Rehi mary!
<Teeg> Grrr...my son is mad at me and picked up the phone to disconnect me.  
<FatherBen> grrrrrrrr I'd  hate that
<Teeg> Little brat.
<IrishTCat> Hmm  I suppose cutting all the characters out of my copy of the script does sort of confuse me even if it does cut back on the paper I print out
<VPBaker> We're were just divvying up roles. Who would you like to be Timinestra, Cariello, extras?
<Doctor> Or Lovaria.
<VPBaker> (Hmm, somebody's itching to get banished to their room I take it.)
<FatherBen> <that's what we think at our house, too>
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<VPBaker> (Oh boy he's gonna get it now.)
<Doctor> Well, well, off to the room for sure.
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<VPBaker> Rehi Mary!
*** FatherBen sets mode: +o Teeg
<Teeg> This is getting silly.  Maybe I'd better not take a role. Sorry.
<IrishTCat> <<Hmmm I just picked up the Highlander novels and actually am into the first two I read tonight>> 
<FatherBen> do you need to change your nickname, Mary?
<Teeg> I don't have a script, so I don't know!
<FatherBen> That's okay, we understand, thanks for coming on and being willing to play
<Doctor> No, please try to stay with us, Mary. Every added line from you is of independent value.
<FatherBen> yes it is!
<IrishTCat> A script  Hmmm So thats my problem ..  :) 
<VPBaker> Why don't you try Cariello. If you get punted I'll jump in.
<Teeg> Tuna, you can talk me into anything! 
<FatherBen> would someone email her a copy of the script?
<Doctor> Yes, a script for the lady.
<FatherBen> a script can be helpful, Rob:-)
<Doctor> I was thinking the other day about all the wonderful people who have been in the sim, and I wanted some of them to return. And, voila!
<IrishTCat> <<<But whats my motivation ? I cant act without motivation >> 
<VPBaker> Ok, somebody sent it.
<FatherBen> where should we send it, Mary?
<VPBaker> Mary, it's also online at www.foxdentech.com/jennifer/script.html
<VPBaker> I already did. To wgred@planet.net
<VPBaker> (That's right, right?)
<FatherBen> oh, okay
<IrishTCat> <<Ah I ran my first Game last night too.. It went well except for when I got booted off midway in the game>>
<Doctor> Yow.
<VPBaker> Been there myself Rob. Hence my frantic phone calls to David midgame. Remember Black Wed on AOL a couple summers ago?
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<IrishTCat> <<Ill be somebody  Hmm Maybe scenery >> 
<Doctor> :::Begins to assume role for the sim:::
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<VPBaker> Eeek! There she goes again. Ah well, prepare to juggle.
<VPBaker> Oops, there she is... Miss Roleplay America!
*** FatherBen sets mode: +o Cariello
<VPBaker> Ok, Rob we still need Timinestra (the native)
<VPBaker> Play her?
<VPBaker> Him? What is it?
<FatherBen> I think a her but can be either one
<Doctor> :::Puts on his visor and gloves for driving the hovercar.:::
<VPBaker> Ready.
<Cariello> I am sorry.  My son is a troubled child.  I need this tonight, but I am sort of upset.  Can I just watch?
*** Quits: Cariello (Quit: Quit: Leaving)
<FatherBen> sending opening credits now, good luck everyone!
<IrishTCat> <<Sic Irish on him >>
<VPBaker> <Poor Mary.>
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<FatherBen> <of course, Mary, go ahead and watch, no problem>
<FatherBen> <<New Adventures of Doctor Who Simulation: The Renegades>>
<FatherBen> <<The Mark of the Doctor, Part Two>>
<FatherBen> <<By David Sharpe>>
<VPBaker> <Mary, whatever you want and can do is fine. We love ya.>
<VPBaker> @ = Baker's Office
*** FatherBen sets mode: +o Cariello
<Doctor> $ = Charybdium Mine
<Doctor> <ha ha>
<FatherBen> <hee hee>
<FatherBen> #= Meeting with the Clan heads
<VPBaker> @ ::glares at secretary with his one good eye:: And make sure those seats are first class. I may have come in this pitiful planet on coach, but I'm leaving in style.
<Doctor> $ :: A low blue hovercar races over the flat ground of Loki:::
<Doctor> $ :: The Doctor grips the wheel as he pilots the streaking vehicle over the flat terrain. He is smiling as the wind whips his face and hair... his thinning hair.:::
<FatherBen> # :::Father Benjamin Sinclair is seated crosslegged at a low, round table.  Around which are also seated the heads of the Major clans of the Lokian people:::
*** Quits: Cariello (Quit: Ping timeout for Cariello[stanh7.planet.net])
<VPBaker> @ ::secretary nods as she jots down note on her touchpad:: Yes sir. Shall I have your things boxed like President Gerit's too?
<Doctor> $ :: The Doctor congratulates himself on gaining control of the hovercraft from the corporate types at the motor pool.:::
<VPBaker> <Tuna, don't wait for me. Take Cariello in the beginning please. I'll jump in in the middle, ok?>
<Doctor> <Got it>
<Doctor> $ :: The Doctor decelerates the overcar as it approaches the gates of the charybdium mine.:::
<Doctor> $ :: The Doctor comes to a stop in a cloud of dust at the gate, where Cariello and a few guard-type goons are waiting.::
<Doctor> $ Cariello> :::cough cough ::: What in blazes are you doing driving that thing?
<FatherBen> #:::Father Benjamin explains what the mission will do for the Lokian natives:::
<VPBaker> @ Yeah, everything this time though. We're shutting down this office completely. ::grumbles to self::About time too.
<VPBaker> @ secretary> Sir?
<Doctor> $ :: The Doctor takes off his visor and answers::: Why, they simply insisted at the motor pool office that I take it for a spin. The newest model, apparently. I don't know, a little weak in the turns.
<VPBaker> @ ::coughs:: Nothing. Just see that those arrangements are taken care of at once, Miss Price.
<Doctor> $ :: The Doctor lifts himself out of the car and stands beside Cariello::: Not very good care of corporate property, really. Well, here I am, ready to consider the investment opportunities here first hand.
<IrishTCat> @ ::Black Garbed Security Person with the name tag Rimmer walks in with a report marked Ultra Top Secret::
<Doctor> $ Cariello> Please, call me... Rachel. Well, we will start at the top and, shall we say, work our way down together? We will begin here at ground level and end our tour deep underground.
<IrishTCat> @ Heres the report you ordered sir ..  Now about that new salute I was telling you about .  
<FatherBen> #:::classes, health care and other programs will be available, at no cost to the natives:::
<VPBaker> @ ::as she turns to leave:: And Miss Price... :;waits till she turns back then glares:: keep it quiet. We don't need to arouse suspicion... that is needless questions from the natives just yet. Homeworld has enough of downsizing strikers.
<Doctor> $ :: The Doctor dusts himself off::: Yes, yes, that would be fine. I think I'll just leave this flivver here, perhaps one of your chaps could see to it?
<Doctor> $ :::A smiling good thug gets into the hovercar, revs the engine, and then rips away towards the horizon.:::
<VPBaker> @ ::secretary nods and exits leaving Baker to stair wistfully out window skyward::
<VPBaker> @ ::fists rugged hands:: Just a little while longer and I'll be off this dump. Next time Gerit gets left with the clean up work.
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<Doctor> $ Cariello> Well, right this way, sir. I'll explain the process from the end of it back up to the beginning.
<VPBaker> @ ::the intercom beeps:: Yes, what is it?
<VPBaker> <Whoops, channel break?>
<Doctor> $ :: The Doctor smiles::: You do have a way with ordinal and chronological designations, Rachel. I'm following you!
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<Doctor> <show must go on, I hope you are logging, Jen>
*** matrix.tlh.fdt.net sets mode: +oo IrishTCat FatherBen
<IrishTCat> Yes 
<VPBaker> @ ::nondescript figure appears onscreen:: Ident report you requested sir coming through now.
<FatherBen> <wb y'all>
<IrishTCat> <<Umm Someone just hand delivered it to you  >> 
<FatherBen> #:::the clan heads are impressed with Father Benjamin's proposal:::
<VPBaker> @ ::a faxlike machine beeps as a holographic printout displays a ident record with the Doctor's face::
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<Doctor> $ :::Rachel Cariello leads the Doctor through the first part of their tour, explaining the process to him, and pointing out how the charybdium processing done on Loki is more efficient than other operations, thus giving it a competitive advantage.:::
<VPBaker> @ ::scans the document quickly, eyes slowly narrowing, then widening in panic and fury::
<IrishTCat> <<Hmm I f I am going to be ignored when a do bit parts  .. ::pouts:: >> 
<Doctor> $ :: The Doctor acts like he is interested but, of course, his interests are in a completely different direction, looking for what Montanard had found.:::
<FatherBen> #:::The clan heads decide to meet again in a few days after they discuss the proposal with their clans::::
<FatherBen> <I'm sure Jen didn't mean to ignore you, Rob>
<VPBaker> @ ::growls:: Special Agent?!
<IrishTCat> <<<::sniff::>>> 
<Doctor> <Once I know I am in a scene by myself I just plow through it. Sorry.>
<FatherBen> #::everyone gets up from the table, Father Benjamin just a tiny bit stiffly:::
<VPBaker> @ ::slams off intercom and on his remote comm transmitter:: Cariello? Answer damn it! ::growls to self:: I knew it. I knew this would happen. Never trust a man named Smith.
<Doctor> $ :::With Rachel Cariello still touting the wonders of the installation, they arrive in the infirmary.:::
<VPBaker> <It's ok David. Tuna and I were both busying ourselves.>
<FatherBen> # ::rubbing his knees::: I'm not quite as young as I used to be ::smiles weakly:::
<IrishTCat> # T> I need to speak with the Father ..   In much privacy where the walls can not listen 
<VPBaker> <Did you guys log your end? I think we had a channel break.>
<FatherBen> #::Father Benjamin nods:: Of course!
<Doctor> $ = The Infirmary
<FatherBen> <we waited and didn't do anything while you were gone, Jen and Tuna>
<Doctor> $ :: The Doctor is led into the infirmary by Rachel, who describes it as a monument to the concern of the coproration for its valued workers.:::
<IrishTCat> # T > ::gentle leads the Father away by his elbow::
<VPBaker> <Oh Rob you were talking to me? Sorry you and David popped out of my view of the room for about 10 minutes. So sorry, I was trying to hurry through my scene to relieve Tuna in the middle.>
<Doctor> $ Cariello> Because we know that an operation like ours is only as good as our valued employees of which it is composed.
<FatherBen> #::Father Benjamin goes quietly with Timinestra::
<Doctor> <I never left>
<Teeg> <I wish I could say that>
<Doctor> $ :: The Doctor looks around the infirmary :: Or perhaps there is a problem with injuries...
<FatherBen> <from my end it looked like you did, Tuna>
<Doctor> <Wo, very strange. It looked to me like both of you left. Jen and I stayed here. Right Jen?>
<Doctor> <Cariello ready for you, David>
<VPBaker> <Sorry Rob, I get it now. I didn't realize you were gonna to the guard.>
<Teeg> <I wonder if some of that is what was going on for me, too?>
<VPBaker> <Tuna, I thought I was taking Cariello?>
<FatherBen> <I thought Jen was taking both of them, Tuna?>
<VPBaker> <You mean Lovaria, right?>
<Doctor> $ :: The Doctor looks around infirmary. He is hoping to get a chance to talk to a patient. Quite forthcoming about things, patients are. Even if he isn't a real doctor.:::
<Teeg> <I'll be Cariello, okay?>
<Doctor> <You take Cariello, David, I'll take Lovaria. How's that?>
*** Teeg is now known as Cariello
<FatherBen> <thanks Mary:-)>
<Cariello> $ ::Takes the Doctor by the arm:: and leds him away from the patients::
<Doctor> $ :: The Doctor mumbles to himself...::: Doctor, Doctor, in the house... now how did that go?
<IrishTCat> # T> ::Ducks into a secluded alcove and carefully searches for any of the small listening devices before speaking:: 
<FatherBen> <eeek, I'm so confued::holding my head::>
<Cariello> $ Doctor, did you say something?  I was just about to show you our state of the art...
<Cariello> $ ::cell phone rings::
<FatherBen> #::Father Benjamin waits patiently as the Lokian checks out the alcove::::
<Doctor> $ :: The Doctor smiles at Cariello :: Well, what kind of injuries and ailments are most common here?
<Cariello> $ ::You'll have to excuse me Doctor, it seems I have a call to take.  Make yourself at home.  Just don't touch anything, okay?
<VPBaker> @ ::growing impatient repeatedly buzzing Cariello's private come channel>
<IrishTCat> #T> They are taking from all the clans to work on the mines.. No rest ,little food, little water.. Unsafe conditions .. Long long hours with no end .. 
<Doctor> $ :: The Doctor turns away as the cell phone rings::: No no, tough nothing, no....
<Doctor> <tough-touch>
<Cariello> $::Steps into a cleaning closet and answers the phone::
<Doctor> $ :: The Doctor walks back towards the patients:::
<IrishTCat> #T> We do not know how to stop this. 
<Cariello> $Alright already, Baker, what do you want?
<FatherBen> # Have many people died?
<IrishTCat> # Many Many ..  
<VPBaker> $@ ::low shout:: About time you answered. What are you doing, holding tea parties down there?!
<Doctor> $ Lovaria> :::Watches with interest as the Doctor approaches::
<FatherBen> #:::Father Benjamin shakes his head, an angry glint coming into his eyes::::
<Cariello> $ You don't have to get all huffy! I am trying to impress him, you oaf!
<Doctor> $ :: The Doctor stops before Lovaria and smiles at him.::: Hello, I am Doctor John Smith, and you are....
<FatherBen> # Things like this are not supposed to happen anymore.
<VPBaker> $@ Nevermind. We have a problem.
<IrishTCat> #Broken Promises All the time .. 
<Cariello> $ And keep him away from the patients...Problem? What problem? What are you rattling on about now?
<FatherBen> # I will speak to my superiors immediately and see what can be done.
<Doctor> $ Lovaria> :::Looks intently at the Doctor::: A name, a strange name, one I have heard before...
<Doctor> $ :: The Doctor is confused::: Your name is Strange Name? I say, interesting...
<VPBaker> $@ Oh nothing, it seems our investor is no investor at all. ::growls:: He's a Lyonian Hegemony Special Agent!!!
<Doctor> $ Lovaria> :::Shakes head :: I am not looking for a fool or a clown. Did you call yourself Doctor?
<Cariello> $:: suppressed scream!!!:: what????????????????????
<VPBaker> $@ Keep your voice down, Cariello! 
<Cariello> $ YOU allowed a special agent in here?
<Doctor> $ :: The Doctor lowers his voice and moves toward Lovaria:: I have been called the Doctor. Have you heard of me, then?
<VPBaker> $@ We don't have time for hysterics.
<FatherBen> # Is there some way I can be taken to the mine? if I can get make a visual recording ::waits to make sure Timinestra understands what he's talking about:::
<Cariello> $ Keep my voice down! Keep my voice down he says!
<Doctor> $ Lovaria> :::Gestures for the Doctor to follow away from the others for a quiet word or two.:::
<Cariello> $ Do you know what this could mean for our operation?
<VPBaker> $@ Just make sure those special arrangements we talked about yesterday are executed. AT ONCE!
<Doctor> $ :: The Doctor nods and follows Lovaria off into an unused examination room. The Doctor listens.:::
<IrishTCat> # T> I will see what I can arrange with the others .. Now I must go .. 
<FatherBen> # With such visual evidence, my superiors will be able to intervene much swifter.
<Cariello> $::Composes self:: Right...special arrangements....I'll get right to it.
<IrishTCat> # ::T swiftly walks away ::
<FatherBen> # Be careful, my child, God be with you.
<VPBaker> $@ One more timely accident should deal with it, at least until the mine shut down. 
<Doctor> $ Lovaria> I have heard of one called Doctor, from someone who did his best to help me, someone who is now gone...
<Doctor> $ :: The Doctor frowns and speaks ::: Someone named Montanard, perhaps.
<VPBaker> $@ That isn't too far from now. With luck the Hegemony won't have time enough to miss their plant to investigate.
<Cariello> $Got it.  THIS is going to be a pleasure.  ::Hangs up phone::
<FatherBen> # = Father Benjamin's quarters
<Doctor> $ Lovaria> :::Looks up quickly at the name.::: Yes, a brave friend. They killed him.
<VPBaker> @ ::frantically beeps Cariello again::
<Cariello> ::Attempts to leave room, curses, answers phone::
<Cariello> $ What is it now, Baker?
<FatherBen> # :::Father Benjamin enters his quarters. He looks quickly around, making sure nothing in the room has been disturbed:::
<Doctor> $ Lovaria> :::Hands the Doctor a data disk::: He gave this to me, just before he was the victim of one of their accidents. He mentioned your name. I never believwould come.
<VPBaker> $@ If you can control your bloodlust long enough ::sarcastic tone:: don't forget to keep an eye on whoever Doctor Smith engages, got it? We want no chances, no one left to squeal.
<Doctor> $ :: The Doctor shakes his head ::: Sometimes I don't believe what I go into either, but in this case I owed it to my friend. It sounds like we both owe him something.
<Doctor> $ Lovaria> To unkas this evil place and explose what it is doing to my people!
<Cariello> $ Right.  Look, don't worry about a thing.  I'll take names, and I know just the thing to take care of our "Mr. Smith"
<Doctor> $ :: The Doctor looks at the data disk and has an idea.::: I will need this translated, and I need you to help me do that, ah, your name is, strange name?
<VPBaker> $@ You better. :;snaps comm channel off::
<Cariello> $ ::Rubs ear:: Someday I'm gonna get Baker where it hurts.
<Doctor> $ Lovaria smiles> My name is Lovaria, they call me the sweet movement when the music is bewitching. How can we help our friend, Doctor?
<VPBaker> <LOL Mary! That was fun.>
<FatherBen> #::Father Benjamin opens his suitcase:::
<Cariello> $::Steps out of the closet and looks for the Doctor::
<FatherBen> <brb>
<VPBaker> <Tuna, can I take Lovaria for you in the end?>
<Cariello> $ Enters the patient ward quietly and sees the Doctor talking to Lovaria:
<Doctor> $ :: The Doctor clasps Lovaria's hand in friendship :: This disk needs to go to my ship, in the spaceport, a large blue box. Give it to my colleague there, then await my message. This way, we can discover what Montanard wanted is to know.
<Cariello> $ ::walks up to the Doctor:: I'm so sorry Mister Smith
<Doctor> <Yes, please do Jen!>
<Cariello> $::Strains to hear the conversation::
<Cariello> $ ::Thinks she heard the name Montanard??::
*** VPBaker is now known as Lovaria
<Doctor> $ :: The Doctor has passed the disk back to Lovaria, and turns to Cariello:: Well, well, these patients didn't know much about affairs around here, not nearly as informative as you have been, Rachel.
<Lovaria> <Rob, free to be my menace? Promise I won't ignore you this time.>
<FatherBen> <back>
<IrishTCat> <<Its just footsteps >> 
<Cariello> $ ::Notes Lovaria's patient number, but misses the quick exchange::
<Cariello> $ ::Fakes a smile:: Ah, Mr. Smith, you are too kind. Perhaps we could continue our tour now?
<Doctor> $ :: The Doctor smiles at Cariello :: Well, is there much more to see above ground?
<FatherBen> #::Father Benjamin takes an object out of his bag which resembles a pen.  He walks around his quarters, scanning for bugs:::
<Lovaria> <Ok>
<Doctor> $ I understand that there is a MINE around here.
<Cariello> $Actually, I was thinking that you might like to see some of our mine workers, and the interior of the mine.
<Doctor> $ :: The Doctor notices that Cariello's non-verbals have changed. He is on the alert. She is treating him differently.:::
<Lovaria> ! = Spaceport warehouse
<IrishTCat> <<Its the Dreaded Luggage from Diskworld  actually ;)>>
<Cariello> <You know me, Tuna. Yes, I am looking it up!>
<FatherBen> # :::Once he knows there are no surveilance devices in his quarters, he removes another device, a pocketcomp that looks completely normal:::
<Doctor> $ :: The Doctor smiles, and tries not to do it falsely:: Well, of course. I'm ready for a little spelunking!
<Cariello> $:: Takes the Doctor by the elbow:: Follow me please, I am sure you will love our mine.
<Lovaria> ! ::Lovaria swiftly makes her way through the rows of workers carting raw Charybdium crates to warehouse::
<Cariello> $ It is one of the 1,895 wonders of the known universe you know.
<Doctor> $ :: The Doctor nods:: I hope that my investments here will make us all rich. We might think about doubling the capacity of this installation, Great demand for charybdsium coming up in the Elexor Sector.
<Lovaria> ! ::bows head slightly as she passes by guard and trails after workers::
<FatherBen> #:::He quickly connects to one of its ports a small yet powerful comm device::::
<Lovaria> ! ::steps aside to entrance of warehouse Doctor indicated::
<Cariello> $ ::Pulls the Doctor along ::  Oh, don't you worry. We'll all be rich alright.
<Lovaria> ! ::pauses to scan behind her, sees nothing and slips inside warehouse::
<Cariello> $The Doctor and Rachel reach the mine lift.
<FatherBen> # :::with a flurry of lights and a murmur of beeping, the pocket comp sends a signal out to deep space:::
<Lovaria> ! ::muted light fills room of towering crates::
<Cariello> $ Note our workers, Mr. Smith.
<Doctor> $ :: The Doctor looks up at the mechanisms which operate the lifts, and then down into the giant shaft into which the many lifts rise and fall into and out of vision.:::
<Cariello> $ They shall line your pockets with more charybdsium than you can imagine.
<Lovaria> ! ::softly treds down main aisle and across to another::
<FatherBen> #:::the screen clears and a Tyrolian native, in the uniform of a Commander in the Hegemonic Guard, appears:::
<Doctor> $ :: The Doctor smiles:: My dear woman, I can imagine quite a bit of charybdium!
<Lovaria> ! ::door softly opens and shuts behind her::
<Doctor> $ :: The Doctor looks down again.::: And how far down will we be going on this particular lift, to the bottom?
<Cariello> $::Laughs politely:: So can I! Perhaps you would like to see some of them in action. I am sure it would give you a better understanding of our operation.
<FatherBen> <think of the Tyroleans as 4 feet tall intelligent racoons>
<Lovaria> ! ::twirls backward but sees nothing::
<IrishTCat> <<Lunch! ::Irish thinks:: >> 
<Cariello> $ Of course we will be going to the richest deposit, silly.  And yes, it is at the bottom.
<FatherBen> # TC> Good evening, Agent Sinclair. How can we be of assistance?
<Lovaria> ! ::shakes head and turns back down the crowded aisles counting landmarks as she goes::
<Cariello> $ ::Thinks. God. I hate being nice to this creep::
<Doctor> $ :::A huge lift car rises in front of them, the gate opens, and miners walk off of it. It stands open and ready before them.:::
<Lovaria> ! ::around a corner she sees the tall blue box the Doctor described::
<FatherBen> #::Father Benjamin sits down in front of the pocket comp, loosening his collar and relaxing:::
<Cariello> $ Ah, our ride has arrived.  After you "Mr. Smith"
<Lovaria> ! ::smiles, takes a step forward only to hear a loud snappy footfall instead of her soft tred::
<Doctor> $ :: The Doctor is suspicious as he watches several Loki workers board the lift and wait for it to depart.:::
<Cariello> $ ::More miners enter the lift along with the Doctor and Rachel::
<FatherBen> # FB> The situation is as bad as we feared.  The Chartered Loki company has enslaved a large portion of the native sentient population and is working them to death in the mines.
<Lovaria> ! ::freezes, but the footstep repeats behind her::
<Doctor> $ :: The Doctor walks onto the lift, smiling at the workers as he does so.:::
<Doctor> $ :: The Doctor is now surrounded by workers.:::
<Lovaria> ! ::heart races, breath quickens, she doesn't dare to look around this time::
<Cariello> $ ::Pretends to push the button to close the door while really setting off beeper with the other hand::
<FatherBen> # :::The Tyrolean's eyes fill with a sad yet fierce light::: What are your orders?
<Lovaria> ! ::sprints forward, racing for the TARDIS, throwing herself at the door::
<Cariello> $Oh my! I am being paged again, Mr. Smith!
<Doctor> $ Yes, what a pest that thing is!
<FatherBen> # Fb> Have the cruisers stand by for an immediate jump on my next signal.
<Lovaria> ! ::the footsteps grow louder, echoing down next aisle toward her::
<Cariello> $ ::Nods, and places phone to ear Pretends to be unable to hear phone::
<FatherBen> # FB> Be sure to stay only a few light minutes away.
<Lovaria> ! ::pounds and scratches at the TARDIS doors, softly moaning for help::
<Cariello> $ What??What's that you say? I can't quite catch that??
<Doctor> $ :: The Doctor notices that the workers are looking at him uneasily.:::
<FatherBen> #::The Tyrolean nods as Father Benjamin continues::::
<Lovaria> ! ::camera pans out on her frantic native face::
<Lovaria> <pause Lovaria>
<Lovaria> <Pause Baker>
<IrishTCat> <<Hmm I think Irish is taking a nap anyway>>
<Cariello> $ ::Turns to Doctor:: The reception is really poor here, I am afraid I am goinf to have to get off this thing to be able to hear.
<Doctor> $ :: The Doctor frowns::
<Cariello> $ Go on down, and have a look around, I will be with you shortly.
<Doctor> $ :::The gate slams down and the lift begins to power up.:::
<Cariello> $::Exits the lift and slaps the down button::
<FatherBen> # FB> Execute Plan B as we discussed.
<Doctor> $ I have a bad feeling about this. 
<IrishTCat> <<Pause Timinestra>>
<Doctor> $ :: The lift begins quickly moving down.:::
<Lovaria> <::sits back to watch:: Want some popcorn Rob?>
<Doctor> $ :: The Doctor turns to a worker::: How far to the bottom of this pit?
<IrishTCat> <<No thanks >> 
<Cariello> $ ::Phone to ear turns and looks the lift::  Good riddance
<Doctor> $ Worker> Yo ho, they say its almost 5 kilometers pal.
<FatherBen> # FB> Warn the Guards landing at the mine to be prepared for resistance.  The Lokian natives are to be rescued at all costs.  We cannot allow this enslavement to continue.
*** Lovaria is now known as JenK
<FatherBen> # TC> ::nods in understanding and cuts the comlink:::
<Cariello> $ ::Beeps Baker as she walks away.::
<Doctor> $ :::The lift lurhces and then begins falling, more and more rapidly. The workers begin to panic.:::
<Cariello> Cariello paused>
<Doctor> $ :: The lift is in free fall now:::
<FatherBen> #:::Father Benjamin sits for a moment, rubbing his forehead:::
<Doctor> $ :: A workers grabs the Doctor::: How long will it take for us to fall 5 kilkometers?
<FatherBen> #:::He then begins removing items from his bag, preparing for the infiltration of the mine:::
<IrishTCat> <<Hmm Next Week  Irish to the rescue !>>
<Doctor> $ :: The Doctor shakes his head ::: I am not really sure, but I am afraid we are about to find out! 
<FatherBen> # :::He needed irrefutable proof of the atrocities being committed.::
<Doctor> <pause Dr>
<Doctor> <be right back>
<FatherBen> #::As soon as he had it he could call in the Guard, arrest the perpetratores and save the natives:::
<FatherBen> # :::God grant that they were in time:::
<FatherBen> <pause Father Benjamin>
<JenK> <<A warrior priest? Novel idea. :)>
<FatherBen> <<PAUSE SIM>>
<FatherBen> <<CUT AND PRINT>> 
<JenK> Bravo!
<FatherBen> Hurray!!!
<JenK> Bravissimmo gang!
<FatherBen> Good job, everyone!!
<IrishTCat> Humph ..   
<Doctor> We want irish back! We want irish back!
<FatherBen> Yes, Irish comes to the rescue next week, Rob
<Cariello> Fun.
<Cariello> But I missed the cat.
<FatherBen> See, everyone loves Irish:-)
<IrishTCat> Meow Meow 
<Cariello> Jen, will you introduce me to David and Irish?  We haven't been formally introduced you know.
<JenK> Oh you haven't? Sorry.
<Cariello> I know David is Alex?  And Irish is Rob?
<Cariello> Or is Alex Daivd?
<FatherBen> AlxKeegan2 is David Alexander Sharpe
<IrishTCat> Irish is Irish and ROb is some poor human that Irish condescends to consort with .. 
<FatherBen> otherwise known as the illustrious Alex Keegan, husband to Brogan:-)
<JenK> Mary Redus, formerly Tegan Jovanka, meet David Sharpe (formerly Alex Keegan) and Rob Stubbs (presently Irish)
<Cariello> Mary Redus, a contemporary of Tuna, please to meet you.
<FatherBen> Pleased to meet you, Mary:-)
<Cariello> You know, that was confusing, but it makes sense now.
<IrishTCat> ::Thinks of himslef as a smart green cat The superior lifeform::
<Cariello> I happen to like cats, and so I always enjoy Irish's antics.
<JenK> Irish is son of Alex's cat Trouble (a stowaway he snuck aboard and had 5 kittens).
<Doctor> Well, what a fine group you all are! <Sorry, someone keeps IMing me over on AOL>
<FatherBen> cool:-)
<JenK> Irish was born aboard the TARDIS and we never did find out who his father was so he's a bit unique.
<FatherBen> not sure myself and Trouble never said who the daddy was
<Cariello> I like the idea of a cat on the Tardis.  The Doctor seems like he would like cats.
<JenK> Trouble had her wild days.
<IrishTCat> Hmm I bet the first Doctor would have liked Irish aboard to navigate .. :) 
<JenK> He's 6th persona did.
<Cariello> You're right Jen :)
<FatherBen> didn't realize that
<Doctor> This Doctor is actually allergic to cats, but takes capsules to compensate.
<JenK> Irish makes a nice addition, in his independent cat-minded way.
<JenK> Ah yes, I forgot that bit. Does Irish have his mother's love of bacon?
<FatherBen> The TARDIS likes having Irish around and the Doctor doesn't have much say in the matter:-)
<Cariello> Now that is very cat like...to pick who to grace your presence with...
<IrishTCat> I just cant picture Irish screaming like some of the past companions 
<Cariello> Hey!
<FatherBen> hee hee
<JenK> Yeah hey!
<JenK> We didn't scream. We called attention to situations.
<IrishTCat> Unless you count when he encounters water ..  
<FatherBen> He whines rather than screams
<JenK> Chinese water torture. Oooh, you're giving me sim ideas.
<Cariello> My Tegan was not like any other Tegan you ever saw!
<FatherBen> and Keegan never screamed:-)
<JenK> Nah, she could use her heels to kill. :)
<Cariello> She wore sandals Jen.
<JenK> <I'm funnin' with ya Mary.>
<FatherBen> yelled Brogan's name, maybe, but never screamed:-)
<Cariello> I know!
<IrishTCat> Irish nevers whines 
<IrishTCat> He howls 
<Cariello> yowls?
<Doctor> Your Tegan was wonderful.
<IrishTCat> Yeah those kind of birds too .. 
<JenK> Hey Mary, remember when Ben had to try out that ancient Greek robe outfit for (what was the story?), That was whining.
<Cariello> Thanks. I must admit, WE did a great job in those sims, Tuna.
<Cariello> You're right, Jen. Ben could whine up a storm.
<JenK> I was in hysterics. Imagine Able Seaman Ben Jackson in a skirt.
<Doctor> I remember Ben being tortured by the Rani in my first story, she was very explicit.
<IrishTCat> Actually Irish doesnt like adventure because it usually involves him getting his fur dirty in some way 
<Cariello> I think Gail used to make that stuff up to bug Chris.
<JenK> Like Ruth's Dr. Zigfried in the pink teddy?
<Cariello> Gad. I missed that one.
<FatherBen> ::shudder::
<Cariello> Hey Jen! Did you notice that I am willing to sim as a guy now? 
<Cariello> I never would before.
<IrishTCat> Pikachu Pikachu Pikachu
<Doctor> Well, gotta go. Thanks to all of you, great to have you with us again Mary!
<FatherBen> I certainly hope that no one is going to play hooky next week
<JenK> Vision World. It was a spoof of tv and movies. Dr. Zigfried was based on the Rocky Horror Picture Show.
<Cariello> Remember my female Dalek?
<FatherBen> Night Tuna!
<Cariello> Thanks Tuna.
<JenK> The pink one, yeah.
<IrishTCat> Night Maker of noises 
<Cariello> I will be back {{hug}}
<FatherBen> love the idea of a female dalek
<JenK> Night Tuna!
<Doctor> LOL, yes I do.
<Doctor> *poof*
<FatherBen> Night Mary!!!
*** Quits: Doctor (Leaving)
<IrishTCat> Night Mary 
<FatherBen> Night Jen Night Rob, catch you all next week!
<JenK> Mary, new roles broaden the mind but there's nothing like a strong female.
<IrishTCat> Night David 
<IrishTCat> Night Jen 
<FatherBen> we like strong females:-)
<Cariello> Right, Jen.  Night all!
<JenK> Hope to see ya next week. We gals gotta play some more. :)
*** Parts: IrishTCat (rlstubbs@user-2ivf1d1.dialup.mindspring.com)
<JenK> Have a good weekend!
*** Quits: FatherBen (Quit: Leaving)
Session Close: Wed May 12 23:38:46 1999