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* Now talking in #whosim
<RavenaShaw> Hey guys. I'm here.
<RavenaShaw> Someone calling me?
<DrWhoXI> dooj
<Phineas_1> Hi Jen,Heather is with us as well.
<DrWhoXI> Hi Jen
<DrWhoXI> was just calling you
<RavenaShaw> Oh that was you.
<RavenaShaw> My dad answered. Said hello 4 or 5 times.
<Phineas_1> And Cody was calling you SHMAEL,Jen!
<DrWhoXI> calling Jen WHAT?
<Phineas_1> ISHMAEL!
<RavenaShaw> I like SHMAEL better. Or just call my Ishy.
<DocEight> Back. Heya Jen. :-)
<DrWhoXI> guess script for Ravena pt one was okay
<RavenaShaw> Heather, my dear friend. How's the land down 
  under?
<DrWhoXI> I'll also try to get pt 2 to you before posting for 
  any poss ible changes
<RavenaShaw> Well except for one thing... I thought her great 
  great niece was supposed to be a juvenile in this story?
<Phineas_1> Warmer then in North Carolina,i'll bet.
<RavenaShaw> One of the victims, remember?
<RavenaShaw> I was so busy last week, I just sent it out. 
  Finally read it this week.
<DrWhoXI> I thought you decided she'd be a doctor sorry :-/
<DocEight> Hehe, you'd be surprised.
<RavenaShaw> She'd become a doctor, with Ravena's help.
<DrWhoXI> :-( sorry
<RavenaShaw> It's ok. Change is good. I'll just have to 
  discover her reasons for staying behind.
<DrWhoXI> you want to send me notes beefore I do pt 8?
<RavenaShaw> Honestly, with the lab stuff I didn't do anything 
  last couple weeks but work. This week I rebelled and played. 
  But they want me back working again tonight.
<DrWhoXI> :-/
<Phineas_1> Time Lord minipulatin,like with Dr 11,Phineas and 
  Ravena's separation from each other and the TARDIS,no doubt!
<RavenaShaw> My brain would be swiss cheese. You have the 
  story flow. Just run with it. I leave Ravena in your capable 
  hands.
<DrWhoXI> :::BLUSH::::
<RavenaShaw> Everyone happy about the election results I take 
  it?
<DrWhoXI> Well, you know I am
<DrWhoXI> Already told you
<Phineas_1> Yes,and I take it the majority of this group is 
  Republican?
<DocEight> The few I've spoken to hate it.
<DocEight> Ray especially.
<RavenaShaw> Ah yes, the college age crowd. So young, so much 
  to learn.
<DrWhoXI> Hey just be happy it's over before Christmas :-/
<Phineas_1> Shall we have the CASTIN CALL???
<RavenaShaw> Did ya hear the Blue states want to secede. 
  Unfortunately they turned in all their guns while the Red 
  states kept theirs.
<DrWhoXI> oh Heatner do you know of Nutella my sister has me 
  hooked on it
<Phineas_1> Casting Call,Please?
<DrWhoXI> 8-D @ Jen
<RavenaShaw> CASTING CALL Please
<DocEight> Yeah. :-D It's brilliant stuff, huh.
<RavenaShaw> <======= Ravena Shaw (obviously)
<DrWhoXI> <very>
<Phineas_1> <===Dr Hannigan
<DrWhoXI> <feel like playing Heather?>
<DocEight> <Let me find a script, and I'll see what I can do.>
<Phineas_1> <There is Dr R.L. Gordon,if you'd like,Heather.>
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<DrWhoXI> <Arrrgggh>
<RavenaShaw> <Give her a chance. She probably logged out to se 
  the script.>
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<DrWhoXI> <guess Craddick or whats needed>
* AwayATM is now known as DocEight
<RavenaShaw> <This is Pt 7, right?>
<Phineas_1> <Jen,on the Website ypu have tonight's script as 
  part 6 not 7.>
<RavenaShaw> <I gt myself confused earlier. I'll go fix it.>
<Phineas_1> <Yes!>
<DrWhoXI> <Uep 7>
* DrWhoXI is now known as DrCraddick
* Phineas_1 is now known as Dr_Hannigan
<Dr_Hannigan> <Heather,who are you going to play?>
<RavenaShaw> <All fixed>
<DrCraddick> <Primps in mirror>
<Dr_Hannigan> <Good>
<DrCraddick> <uses half a bottle of hair oil>
<RavenaShaw> <Heather, Doc Gordon is the last one avail. She's 
  Ravena's long lost descendent. A female doctor.>
<DrCraddick> <dabs vanilla behind ears>
<DocEight> 02<I've just been told I've got to leave in 30 
  minutes...:-/>
<DocEight> 02<time enough, you think, or no?>
<DrCraddick> <By who? grrr :-(>
<Dr_Hannigan> <Shaves his head,for Hannigan>
<RavenaShaw> <It's a start.>
<RavenaShaw> <I'll take over when you leave, k?>
<DocEight> 02<My Nan. My car's the only one that works at the 
  moment.>
<RavenaShaw> <PLACES PEOPLE! Credits roll in 3, 2, 1...>
<RavenaShaw> <<NEW ADVENTURES OF DOCTOR WHO SIMULATION>>
<RavenaShaw> <<HART TROUBLE, PT 7>>
<RavenaShaw> <<Story by Cody Jarret>>
<DrCraddick> <Shazbot>
  Chat.>
<RavenaShaw> # = shoreline at dawn
<DrCraddick> <may be color change>
<DrCraddick> <I see it>
<Dr_Hannigan> <I don't>
<RavenaShaw> # ::steps out of the TARDIS and focuses on a 
  rising sun over the shoreline::
<DocEight> 02<no, trillian doesn't work well with the webchat.>
<RavenaShaw> # This is New York, Doctor? ::hears no reply:: 
  Doctor...? 
<RavenaShaw> # ::spins around finding no companions, not even 
  a TARDIS:: Professor?!
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<TheBrig> <Hello?>
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<Dr_Hannigan> 1<Heather,I cannot see your typing try changing 
  the color from white to black.>
<TheBrig> <anybody out there?>
<DocEight> 02<My writing is blue.>
<RavenaShaw> <Her typing comes as blue to me.>
<TheBrig> <blue here>
<DocG> <Yeah, it doesn't work with the webchat. sorry.>
<TheBrig> <Hmm, still have a ghost>
<Dr_Hannigan> <Her typing must be in white to me,for I cannot 
  see it.>
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<TheBrig> <anyone opted?>
<RavenaShaw> <Crap! No one reminded me to log.>
<RavenaShaw> <Let me save the buffer.>
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Session Start: Wed Nov 10 20:36:43 2004
Session Ident: #whosim
<TheBrig> <Logging but had that drop after our first line>
<RavenaShaw> <I got the buffer. Ok, resume.>
* TheBrig is now known as Craddick
<RavenaShaw> # ::lost in her confusion and brewing worry, she hears crowd noises on the wind::
* DrCraddick has quit IRC (Ping timeout)
<Dr_Hannigan> <Cody you have Craddick twice up on the right hand side.
<RavenaShaw> # ::Ravena looks below the cliffs and sees a tall sailing ship moored at a harbour below::
<Craddick> <DRCraddick was a ghost>
<RavenaShaw> # ::she quickly heads off hoping to find her companions there::
<RavenaShaw> # = dockside
<Dr_Hannigan> <Heather you have a ghost up on the right hand side as well.>
<Craddick> # Easy now, do not crowd the gangplank
<Craddick> # One at a time unless you need assistance walking
<DocG> <not a ghost. I'm connected twice.>
<RavenaShaw> # ::a handful of people dressed in attire similar to Ravena's busy themselves escorting a group of stumbling, weakened passengers off the ship::
<Craddick> # AHOY CAPTAIN!
<Dr_Hannigan> #::Ship Captain helps to guide the visitors  to the Island:::
<RavenaShaw> # ::dark-skinned helpers join with their light-skinned brethren aiding the sick while one imperious man stands aside viewing the spectacle::
<Craddick> # Be sure to scrub everything down with olive oil, ...ship... crew.... EVERYTHING!
<Dr_Hannigan> <Then DocEight needs to go,Heather,for that was where your last problem came>
<Dr_Hannigan> <Heather I can see your typing now. A OK!>
<DocG> <why? One is logging, the other is for your benifit.>
<RavenaShaw> # ::she's overwhelmed with the sight and smell of the sick, all wear dirty, disheveled attire and look half starved::
<Dr_Hannigan> <oops,cancel that then,Heather>
<RavenaShaw> <Didn't know you'd be heckled, eh Heather? ;)>
<Dr_Hannigan> # Captain>Aye,Aye,Will do! No use infecting the mainland!
<DocG> <If I can't be heckled by my mates....why even bother? ;-)>
<Craddick> # Take care Captain!
<Craddick> <lol>
<Craddick> # ::To crowd::: Those that can walk help other that can noy. I'm sorry to say it's almost a mile to the hospital but once there you can rest and have something to eat if you can
<RavenaShaw> <Hear Hear!>
<RavenaShaw> # :: an audible groan goes out from the crowd::
<Dr_Hannigan> # ::Captain and crew begin Olive oiling themselves and the whole ship::Where is POPEYE,when you need him::Laughs::
<RavenaShaw> # ::Ravena's drawn to a young boy near collapse at the news::
<Craddick> # You dark...umm, volunteers help patients that have no people
<Craddick> <Groan :-)>
<Dr_Hannigan> #::Volunteers start separating patients that have no family members into thier care::
<Craddick> # :::Mutters under breath :: I don't know why they couldn't at least ship over horses for the staff
<RavenaShaw> # ::instinctively goes to help the boy:: Easy now. I've got you. ::gathers the boy in her arms just as he collapses from exhaustion and fever::
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<Craddick> <YAY Hi David>
<RavenaShaw> <Hey David! We got a party now.>
<RavenaShaw> <Heather's here as DocG>
<Dr_Hannigan> <Jen how'd you like my Olive oil joke with popeye?>
<Craddick> <Any part you want?>
<AlxKeegan> <major coolness!!!>
<AlxKeegan> < I don't know, havent' read the script yet....haven't been home long at all>
<Craddick> <a good crowd like the old days 8-D>
<RavenaShaw> <A bit out of date for Popeye.>
<Dr_Hannigan> <True,but an amusing joke>
<Craddick> <I dont think Thimble Theatere even started till 1900, then quite a few before Popeye cam in>
<RavenaShaw> <We got volunteers, some sick folks, and Heather's gnna have to give up Doc G in a bit to be a chauffeur.>
<AlxKeegan> <have you spoken to my mom recently, Jen?>
<RavenaShaw> @ = Internment Center
<Craddick> <You can have teh nasty Craddick if you want, just happy to be back doing new people :-)>
<RavenaShaw> <No. Something up?>
<AlxKeegan> <they  finally came thru on mom's widows benefits the other day, paid the back benefits>
<Craddick> <It's fun playing different characters>
<Craddick> <YEEHA! Congrats to her>
<RavenaShaw> @ ::after a long, arduous hour the Walking Wounded procession arrives at a dilapidated internment camp::
<AlxKeegan> <thanks:-)>
<RavenaShaw> <Oh cool! So Christmas is looking a lot better this year?!>
<RavenaShaw> <I'll give your mom a call later and get the full details. I bet she's feling a lot better about things.>
<AlxKeegan> <could be and yes she is feeling better about things>
<Dr_Hannigan> @::Hannigan stands on a lopsided crate::Separating patients to thier degree of Fever and assigning Craddick ,Gordon and Himself to each group in wards A,B and C::
<RavenaShaw> <Did she get Medicare too or does she have to wait another 12 months?>
<AlxKeegan> <haven't heard on the SSI yet>
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<RavenaShaw> <Medicare would come with the widow's benefits.>
<Dr_Hannigan> <How is Joel doing,David? is he helping out?>
<Craddick> <Blasted SSI has a limited back pay the ^&&@>
<DocEight> 02<sorry, guys. duty calls.>
<AlxKeegan> <ah, they haven't said yet, all we got was a check>
<Craddick> <Take care hreat to see you again>
<AlxKeegan> <he's doing okay, still helping out>
<RavenaShaw> <Enjoy the ride James..uh Heather.>
<Craddick> <great even dooo>
<AlxKeegan> <great to see you too!>
<DocEight> 02<*groan* Nan calls me James....>
* RavenaShaw says Oops!
<Craddick> <So did my gran>
<RavenaShaw> <Just foot them with your speeding tickets.>
<DocEight> 02<LOL. Later guys. Great seeing you again.>
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<RavenaShaw> <The letter shows up about 3 weeks later.>
<AlxKeegan> <ahh, cool>
<RavenaShaw> <Beaurocracies are not known for punctuality. My DMV sent me a letter saying they couldn't process my permission to drive forms because my license has never been revoked. I guess that means I can drive after all.>
<Dr_Hannigan> @ ::Hannigan Helps Fever patients by having them march in circles,much to Craddick's dismay::
<AlxKeegan> <interesting>
<Craddick> @ ::Walks through his section careful not to touch anyone:: Okay, all family across the square in the old Yankee barracks
<Craddick> <Marching is much later>
<RavenaShaw> @ ::still carrying the boy, she stops to rest a moment and survey the scenery::
<RavenaShaw> <Oh and call them Union barracks. I doubt anyone but Southerners called them "Yankees">
<Dr_Hannigan> <oops my bad>
<RavenaShaw> <David, wanna take over Doc Gordon?>
<Craddick> @ ::Looks at wavering jaundiced old woman and covers face:: Take her straight to Ward C
<Craddick> <np>
<RavenaShaw> <She's Ravena's great great great niece.>
<Craddick> <Great great grand actually :-p  lol>
<RavenaShaw> <Ah yes. My bad.>
<Dr_Hannigan> @ ::A nurse takes the jaundiced old woman to Ward C:::
<Craddick> <took a while to figure what would be right for time spread ;-)>
<RavenaShaw> @ ::watches the male physicians in typical form glance at patients, not touching them, and quickly sending them off one by one.::
<Craddick> @ ::Contues thru section telling people to go to different wards based on how they look::
<RavenaShaw> @ ::but one camp leader, a young woman with a pleasing disposition, actually stops and takes time to help the sick to a seat, offering them water and encouragement::
<AlxKeegan> <ummm, I don't knowwww>
<Dr_Hannigan> <Let me know when we get to Hannigan again,Cody>
<RavenaShaw> @ ::Ravena makes her way over to the young woman, her young charge asleep in her arms::
<RavenaShaw> @ Could you spare a little water, miss? This boy is burning up.
<Craddick> <well he's going through a setion of people now if you want to have him assigh anyone>
<Dr_Hannigan> <please,David we have all the other characters fro tonight,covered>
<RavenaShaw> <David, let me know if you want her now. Otherwise I'll take her.>
<Craddick> <if not he returns in Middle>
<AlxKeegan> <are we in the beginning?>
<RavenaShaw> <Yup.>
<AlxKeegan> <then I'll  ty to play her..Lost is on so I m ight be a bit distracted>
<RavenaShaw> <I was gonna have Doc Gordon talk to Ravena now, befriend her, enlist her in transporting her feverish patients to their ward>>
<Craddick> @ ::Hurries through his section and leaves without a word to wash up;;;
<RavenaShaw> <Oh ok. Sorry to be pushy. I'm just at the point where I need Doc G to respond.>
* AlxKeegan is now known as DrGordon
<RavenaShaw> <Ravena asked her for some water for an unconscious boy patient.>
<DrGordon> <its okay>
<Dr_Hannigan> @ ::Hastily washes up after finishing with his section:::Then joins Craddick:::
<DrGordon> <is Ravena talking to Gordon now?>
<Craddick> @ ::Nods to Dr Hannigan:: Blast, the ship is getting so crowed they will have to make a second crossing to bring our supplies
<RavenaShaw> <Yup. Last line was "Could you spare a little water, Miss? This boy is burning up.>
<Craddick> <crowded not crowed>
<RavenaShaw> <Gordon is actually touching the patients, offering them water and directing them to her ward... Ward B>
<Dr_Hannigan> @ ::Sighs::We should have sent the supplies FIRST,Craddick!
<DrGordon> @ Of course!
<DrGordon> @ ::::gets a cup of water and checks the boy for fever:::
<Craddick> <make remark that it is for patients needs not his, they dont much like each other, Hannigan nice Craddick bad ;-)>
<RavenaShaw> <Have her direct Ravena to take the boy to ward B with her.>
<DrGordon> @ Why don't you take him to Ward B with you.
<Dr_Hannigan> @ The supplies are for PATIENT'S needs not ours,Craddick.
<Craddick> ::Turns to hold his tongue::
<Craddick> @ ///Old fool! He should be in a home. This assignment should be mine///
<RavenaShaw> $ = Ward B
<Dr_Hannigan> @ ///Young Whipper Snapper! Some Doctor Craddick is. A QUACK if I ever heard one!///
<Craddick> <lol>
<RavenaShaw> $ ::Ravena follows the young woman and her stream of patients to a crowded hall strewn with cots and hay pallets::
<Dr_Hannigan> <Time for Hannigan's fever walk with the patients,Cody?>
<Craddick> <After Raven Gordon bit>
<RavenaShaw> $ ::settles the boy on one of the few remaining pallets, streaked with stains of sweat::
<DrGordon> $ :::Dr Gordon heads into the ward with a stream of patients:::
<RavenaShaw> <How about I move Ravena and Gordon down a little into their own scene. Leave you guys to argue it out.>
<RavenaShaw> $ ::stands up, wiping her brow from the heat and notes the shutters all tightly closed while oil lamps burn off their smoke throughout the hall::
<Craddick> <np it shouldn't be long>
<Dr_Hannigan> @ Craddick,have you been hitting the LIQUOR bottle again?
<Craddick> <Where did that come from?>
<RavenaShaw> $ ::turns to the caretaker woman:: Will the doctors be in to treat these people soon or do they prefer arguing amongst themselves all day?
<DrGordon> <or is the milk bottle?>
<Dr_Hannigan> <From Craddick's desire to steal Hannigan's Job>
<RavenaShaw> <David, Doc Gordon needs to introduce herself to Ravena. She's a doctor. Just got a degree in Scotland. But she's treated more like a glorified nurse here.>
<DrGordon> <okey dokey>
<Craddick> @ You know I am temperant! BUt don't think I haven't noticed ::Touches bulge under Hannigan's coat::: a certain well used flask
<RavenaShaw> <Figure some misunderstanding goofs on Ravena's part. No females are doctors in her time period.>
<DrGordon> $ I'm Doctor Gordon, by the way.
<Craddick> @ ::Leaves to check new patients in Ward A:: Later, Doctor
<Dr_Hannigan> @ ::Sighs::Why did the mailnd hook me up with that FIEND,Craddick?
<Craddick> @ :::Storms off but almost trips over step into ward. More than one volunteer have to cover their mouths to surpress giggling at teh martoinet::
<RavenaShaw> $ Doctor?! You, a wom--- Uh I mean women aren't usually physicians where I come from. Midwives usually, and sometimes we can be healers.
<Dr_Hannigan> <mailnd=mainland>
<Craddick> <dooh , the martinet>
<DrGordon> $ Well, for all my being a Doctor, I'm treated little more better than that.
<Dr_Hannigan> @ ::Throws flask overboard::and would like to do the same with Craddick!::
<Dr_Hannigan> <Cody,time for Hannigan's fever walk with patients yet?>
<RavenaShaw> $ Unenlightened men don't usually show much intelligence. In my town, we say look for woman taught the old ways and you'll find a cure for most of your ills.
<Craddick> <right after Ravena remark about time travel>
<DrGordon> $ The old ways do have much to offer.
<Dr_Hannigan> <Phineas would have no problem agreeing about the old ways>
<DrGordon> $ Do  you have any knowledge of the old ways?
<Craddick> <test>
<RavenaShaw> $ Of course. I mean, all the women in my town are taught, some more than others. Which makes me wonder. If you're in charge of this ward why do you have the shutters drawn and the sick huddled together in this darkness and heat. At the very least you could provide clean bedding for them.
<Craddick> <nevermind>
<DrGordon> $ We clean them as best we can.  Members of the African Baptist society wash them and their bedding every day.  
<DrGordon> $ :::she frowns::: Everything looks dingy because we have little soap and less bleach.
<Craddick> $ > ABS voulunteer> Yes 'm, we can render our own soap, but some bleach sure would be nice
<RavenaShaw> $ And not much supply of fresh water, I take it. ::gets an idea:: Lemons, I wonder do you have them in your food stores? Or oranges, similar fruits?
<Craddick> $ > ABS > ::Helps patient to bed:: Bleach would be so nice. Good clean sheets might help these poor souls dispossesion
<Craddick> & = courtyard
<Craddick> <ready Duncan>
<RavenaShaw> $ Vinegar too, or alcohol of any sort. I don't suppose you have a supply of ale to go around?
<Dr_Hannigan> @::Decides to head over to Ward B,to see how Dr Gordon is coming along::
<DrGordon> <don't know about that>
<RavenaShaw> <Yes to some of those. Or ask what she's on about.>
<Craddick> $ ::Watches patients shuffling around courtyard:: This is insane, are you trying to kill them quicker?
<Dr_Hannigan> $ ::Arriving::Marching the patients with fever to help them SWEAT it out:::
<DrGordon> $ yes we do have some of those items.
<Craddick> & Sweat it out? You mean drive them to exhaustion
<RavenaShaw> $ ::instructing some of the dark-skinned helpers:: Fetch as much as you can find, and any clean water. That is if you don't mind Doctor Gordon?
<Dr_Hannigan> $ Nonsense Craddick, Marching the patients with fever was quite effective during my experience in the war with Mexico!
<RavenaShaw> $ ::goes about opening shutters not waiting for a reply but determined in her mission::
<RavenaShaw> $ Once after the Indian wars, a similar fever struck half my county. My grandmother managed to save nearly every soul in our village. But we'll have to work fast.
<RavenaShaw> <Duncan and Cody... you're at &>
<DrGordon> $ Not at all.
<Craddick> & I have to admit ::shuffles feet::: that airing out the wards daily was a good idea, but ::Glares at Hannigan::: How can you possibly say it's to clear out the miasma? That was thrown out before een YOU were born!
<Dr_Hannigan> $ ::To Ravena ::What is all this with lemons,oranges and other Citrus Fruit young lady?
<Craddick> <I know>
<RavenaShaw> <Duncan, you aren't with Ravena yet.>
<RavenaShaw> <How about you guys see the helpers carting the supplies to Doc Gordon's ward and follow asking your questions.>
<Craddick> & Doctor, I insist you stop toryuing these patients, if not, I will report this insanity to the mainland
<Craddick> <doo, tortuing>
<Dr_Hannigan> <oops my bad chanhe all my last lines to & and omit the last one>
<Dr_Hannigan> & Torturing the patients? I'm helping them,Craddick you BLIND idiot!
<Craddick> & Maybe it's time for the Govenor to review his thoughts on exactly who should be in charge here
<RavenaShaw> & ::as the doctors argue, a stream of dark-skinned volunteers proceed from the supply store and back to Ward B each with a load of fruit, vinegar, liquor and water::
<RavenaShaw> <Cue for you guys to stop bickering and follow.>
<Dr_Hannigan> &::Follows the helpers to Doc Gordon's ward::Maybe it's time you were FIRED,Craddick!
<Dr_Hannigan> <Hannigan is following now,Jen>
<Craddick> & Unbelievable! Not only do I have to deal with a senile old man. But now more nonsense from that glorified nurse. What is she doing with out food supplies?
<Craddick> & ::Simmers a while then follows Dr Hannigan::
<RavenaShaw> $ ::inside the hall, Ravena busily prepares a sterilizing mixture in a large mixing pot set over a burning fire::
<Craddick> <after confront there's a time cut to that night>
<RavenaShaw> $ ::she ladles out some in cooling bowls and instructs the volunteers:: Now wipe down everything with those linens. Floor, bedding, walls, everything. And someone get to work cleaning out all this hay. We need something fresh to work with.
<Dr_Hannigan> & ::Simmers noticing Craddick behind him::
<RavenaShaw> <Ok, that can after a long day's work.>
<RavenaShaw> <David, around to comment?>
<Craddick> $ ::Holds nose:: What is that smell? ANother discredited poltice ordered by Dr Hannigan or just some disgusting snack?
<DrGordon> $ Do what she says, it makes sense.
<Dr_Hannigan> $:::arriving at Ward B:::What is happening here Dr Gordon?
<Craddick> $ Make sense? Is the great Scottish educated Doctor now listening to some old wives tales?
<RavenaShaw> $ ::notices the male doctors arrive but refuses to halt:: Yes that's right. All the more soiled bedding here first. We'll boil them till they're clean.
<Dr_Hannigan> $ Craddick,does Alternative medicne mean NOTHING to you?
<DrGordon> $ Need I remind you that ALL  medicine started from old wives tales.
<Craddick> $ > ABS> I'll ask my man to chop up some wood for the big kettle, m'am
<RavenaShaw> $ Thank you Jebediah. Now let's get this done before night comes and brings the chill in.
<Craddick> $ What next? Are you going to but knives under their beds to cut their pain in half? ::Snorts derisively::
<Dr_Hannigan> $ Gordon,explain what you are doing and mybe we can help.
<RavenaShaw> $ The last thing we need to do is freeze these people to death in their state.
<Craddick> <rats put not but>
<DrGordon> <ummm, tell me how to explain it, brain dead>
<Craddick> $ :::Under breath to Hannigan:: What? And let the miasma set up again? ::Turns away:: I will not work with witch doctors!
<RavenaShaw> $ ::shoves a cleaning rag in each male doctors' hands:: Sterilizing the hall. The lemon juice reacts with the vinegar to create a solvent better than soap.
<Craddick> <Acid in citrus also kills germs>
<RavenaShaw> $ Now if you gentleman are finished bickering, perhaps you can help. I've made enough for all the wards and Jebediah and his people are more than willing to help.
<DrGordon> $ And the cittric acid can kill germs.
<Dr_Hannigan> $::Notices Ravena:: Lemon juice? Yes! that mild acid should rid the infection without harm to it's host. Well done!
<RavenaShaw> <Germs are unheard of then. Also I'm not so sure Ravena knows about them yet. She may have seen wonders, but she hasn't been in the TARDIS that long.>
<Craddick> $ ::As Craddick pushes out of room an ABS volunteer spill some of the cleaner on his shoes::
<DrGordon> <sorry>
<DrGordon> <hard to remember the time period for all discoveries>
<Dr_Hannigan> $ :::Laughs at Craddick's plight::
<Craddick> $ ABS > Oh I am so sorry sir::: But as the Doctor stomps off she smiles at one of the patients who weakly smiles back and winks::
<RavenaShaw> <Well, you're not far off. A European Doctor did just discover that some substance carried by unsterilized instruments caused childbed fever. Being educated in Scotland, ordon would know that.>
<Craddick> <the poor uneducated folk knew citrus cleaned things but not why>
<Dr_Hannigan> $ Seems even the patients don't like Craddick!
<RavenaShaw> $ ::sets to work cleaning her boy patient's pallet, but is drawn back to the gawking male doctors::
<Craddick> $ ABS > The Lord says we should love everyone..::looks out the doorway then back:: But I must admit some folk are harder to love than others
<Dr_Hannigan> $ Gordon,Who is this youn lady?:::Indicates Ravena:::
<RavenaShaw> $ Don't just stand there and impress us with your superiority, gentlemen. We want to get this done before nightfall.
<RavenaShaw> <Move line above Hannigan's>
<Craddick> <Hannigan should endorse the procedure >
<Craddick> <pause Dr Craddick>
<RavenaShaw> $ Ravena is my name. And if you don't mind, we have much work to do.
<RavenaShaw> <Some silent recognition on Gordon's part here? Ravena hasn't named herself before.>
<Craddick> # + Outside the old Union barracks
<RavenaShaw> <And then have Gordon vouch for her, send the male docs of? Just a suggestion.>
<Craddick> <yep>
<Dr_Hannigan> $ ::To volunteers::Administrate the sterwelizing agent to all Wards,A,B and C at once!!!
<DrGordon> $ ::::Gordon almost seems to recognize Ravena::::
<DrGordon> $ I can vouch for her, my fellow Doctors.  Now let's get a move on, we have lives to save.
<Dr_Hannigan> <Sterwelizing=sterelizing>
<Craddick> <Got time cut ready when you are>
<RavenaShaw> $ ::watches in triumph as the male docs leave quickly::
<Craddick> <pause ABS volunteers>
<Dr_Hannigan> $ ::Heads to Ward C as Craddick heads to Ward A::
<RavenaShaw> $ ::turns to Gordon:: Thank you Doctor Gord-- Do you have shorter name I can call you? 
<Dr_Hannigan> <pause Hannigan>
<DrGordon> $ ::smiling:::
<DrGordon> $ You're welcome, Ravena.  You can call me Lenore.
<Dr_Hannigan> <Cody,can you send me the game log for toinght's sim Tomorrow vian E-mail?>
<Craddick> <k>
<RavenaShaw> $ ::shares Gordon's smile and with it a strange feeling of deja vu::
<Craddick> <ready for cut or jusr want to blend it in here?>
<RavenaShaw> $ ::the bustling continues in a fevered pitch::
<Dr_Hannigan> <or preja vu,Jen?>
<RavenaShaw> <time cut here.>
<Craddick> # ::::Later that night outside the sleeping quarters Ravena and Dr Gordon are taking a walk::
<RavenaShaw> # ::walks in the cool night air, stretching and inhaling clean scents::
<RavenaShaw> # ::feels tired but satisfied, that is until she looks up at the night sky and remembers her missing comrades::
<RavenaShaw> <David, you can have Gordon prod her with questions or conversation now.>
<DrGordon> # Your  "grandmother's morning tea" has been given to some of the patients of Ward C.
<Craddick> <yeah Lost is over ;-)>
<RavenaShaw> # What? ::distracted by thoughts:: Oh. Lucky thing I still had some ginger in my pouch. Any change yet?
<DrGordon> # They've been able to sit up in bed for a short while.  Even drink some broth for supper.
<DrGordon> # :::smiling::: Good thing, indeed.
<RavenaShaw> # Good. Nana Lenora would be happy. She used that concoction on me when I had the red fever as a child. Saved my Christmastide.
<Craddick> <test>
<RavenaShaw> # Tomorrow we should see about feeding them some solid foods. Bread, and perhaps some potato soup.
<Dr_Hannigan> <Jen,I take it tonight's Sim is just about over?>
<Craddick> <Yep>
<RavenaShaw> # Or do you think your superiors will want to have me deported by then?
<RavenaShaw> <Yup.>
<DrGordon> <can you hande gordon fora minute? I've got to help my siste rwi th the stew>
<RavenaShaw> <Ok>
<RavenaShaw> # Gordon> Not unless they're prepared to handle my female fit. ::laughs at the prospect::
<RavenaShaw> # Gordon> You've done wonders Ravena. I think these people might actually have a chance now.
<Craddick> <you got it Jen? or you want a hand?>
<RavenaShaw> # Gordon> The Lord must have smiled on us when He sent you here. But I've been meaning to ask... exactly how did you come to be here?
<Dr_Hannigan> <left or rigth hand?>
<RavenaShaw> <I think I have it. I'm trying to wrap it up and do some backstory at the same time. Give me a few more lines.>
<Craddick> <:-P lol>
<Dr_Hannigan> <K>
<RavenaShaw> # Gordon> At first I thought that boy was yours. Most people, except for the Africans, wouldn't set foot on Hart Island, especially now.
<DrGordon> <my sister has to go out and get ice cream for mom, so I have to take over handling the stew, sorry:-(>
<RavenaShaw> <So you won't be back?>
<Craddick> <np night David>
<Dr_Hannigan> <night,David>
<DrGordon> <I can hang around and watch, if you want >
<DrGordon> <just have to keep running back and forth:-)>
<Dr_Hannigan> <sounds good>
<RavenaShaw> # It's... a long story. I was separated from my friends. We were actually looking for my brother. He's a soldier.
<RavenaShaw> # Or rather was, I think.
<RavenaShaw> # With the Union or the Confederacy? Oh I see. He was one of those poor souls buried in the potter's field from the prison camp days.
<RavenaShaw> # <Gordon said that line>
<RavenaShaw> # Gordon> A lot of people lost their brothers in the war. I grew up in Virginia, Hampton Roads actually. The farm is gone now, just like my uncles and cousins. The price we paid for fighting on the wrong side of history.
<Dr_Hannigan> <almost finished,Jen?>
<Dr_Hannigan> <just curious>
<RavenaShaw> # I grew up in Virginia. ::distracted now by this revelation::
<Dr_Hannigan> <Since when does history have a RIGHT side?>
<RavenaShaw> # Gordon> ::giggles:: I knew there was something I liked about you long before I knew your name. Us Southern women have to help each other or else the Yankees will ruin everything.
<RavenaShaw> <The victor determines history. Such is the sad reality. Almost done.>
<RavenaShaw> # I don't understand.
<RavenaShaw> # Ravena, I suppose your father was a fan of Poe too. But I think I prefer the ancestral explanation more.
<RavenaShaw> # <Gordon as well>
<Dr_Hannigan> <I always thought Stephen King was a modern version of Poe.>
<Craddick> <np>
<DrGordon> <yucko>
<RavenaShaw> # Gordon> I had a great great grand aunt named Ravena. Very mysterious. I remember listening to my cousins tell ghost stories about her around the fireplace.
<DrGordon> <peter straub is more like poe>
<RavenaShaw> # Gordon> They said she was a witch, around the time of the Revolution. Townfolk claimed she danced in the woods with the devil himself, up until the day she vanished with him in a puff of blue smoke.
<Dr_Hannigan> <not familiar with peter straub>
<DrGordon> <cool book called "ghost story">
<Craddick> <"Ever dance with the devil in the brigh moonlight?" ;-)>
<RavenaShaw> # She vanished, and never returned?
<Dr_Hannigan> <Little does Gordon know she is talking with her great great grand aunt. Heh,heh,heh!>
<RavenaShaw> # ::Gordon shakes her head:: Some said it was a story made up by the reverend, British traitor that he was, to cover his very unChristian drowning of the poor girl. 
<Dr_Hannigan> <Ahha! And that reverand was Josiah Henry,before Major Jefferson had him hang!>
<RavenaShaw> # If Ravena Shaw was a witch, then she must have been a white witch. And then I don't mind carrying her name. White witches like us may just save the souls of poor wretched souls like these far better than the tired science of our male counterparts.
<DrGordon> <hang 'em high!>
<RavenaShaw> <Gordon said that too>
<RavenaShaw> # ::Ravena stops and just stares into the familial green eyes of her companion, processing her story and realiing she is glimpsing into her own future. A future that apparently did not include Ravena.::
<RavenaShaw> <pause Ravena>
<RavenaShaw> <All done?>
<Craddick> ::Theme music swells::
<Dr_Hannigan> <Yes!>
<RavenaShaw> <<PAUSE SIM>>
<RavenaShaw> <<CUT AND PRINT>>
<Craddick> Bravo Jen, fine stuff that
* Craddick is now known as DrWhoXI
<Dr_Hannigan> Ecore,Jen! Encore!
<DrGordon> hooray!!!
<DrGordon> applesauce!!!
* Dr_Hannigan is now known as Phineas_1
* DrGordon is now known as AlxKeegan
<DrWhoXI> Oh I got an "Adventures of Robin Hood"  dvd at Walmart for a byck and in the first one about a feast has Patrick Throuton on ot! :-)
<DrWhoXI> buck, dooh
<RavenaShaw> Cool.
<RavenaShaw> I got a copy of Pyramids of Mars.
Session Close: Wed Nov 10 22:36:50 2004