AGWW Online - Log 2004/07/20

Mage - Etherites Go!

Session 1x11: Visiting Wild Bill

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 Alfred - Dingo
 Bill Irvine - Marvin
 Clunk - Dingo
 David Pietersen - qadn
 Doc_Helga - Stayka
 Himiko - Dingo
 Lady Samantha - Fuzzy
 Reverend Jones - Picks-at-Flies
 Rhiannon - FiXXXer667

 La_ST - Stayka

The_Luggage looks suspiciously at suitcase.

<La_ST> (Someone summarize please ^_^)

<David> (with legs?)

<Lady_Samantha> (a la Disc World)

The_Luggage kicks suitcase experimentally.

<David> (La_ST dunno what happened before I arrived)

<The_Luggage> (same here)

<John_Jones> (Dingo, Fix - you were here all of last time)

<David> well Rhiannon_D, what will it be?

<Rhiannon_D> (*nod*)

Himiko wasn't hanging out on the main channel, but iirc correctly, Himiko had a little talk with Helga who seems to have some troubles with Quakebombs.

<Himiko> Then the reporter turned up..

<Himiko> and you talked a lot...

Doc_Helga sighs

<Himiko> and that's about it.

<Rhiannon_D> In the last episode of Etherites Go!

<Rhiannon_D> ...

<Doc_Helga> Yes. This certain reporter harassed me for months now!

<David> (but notice that I AM done with helga now, it was a nice interview *g*)

Doc_Helga glares nastily at David

David winks

<Rhiannon_D> An unknown helicopter emerging out of nowhere found our heroes in the middle of a heated discussion reegarding the evil plan of the Union to place Quake bombs all under the planets surface..

Lady_Samantha stands with her Angel

<John_Jones> Oh yeah, we rescued some injured folks and dropped them off somewhere.

<Rhiannon_D> Narrowly avoiding being blasted by the hot-tempered Bill Irvine, the helicopter left it's passenger in the bay of the Zeppelin..

<La_ST> (I think the guys with the demolished vessels might ponder about getting them in shape again)

<John_Jones> And the last thing I remember doing is going off to talk to Helga about scanning underground.

<John_Jones> Helicopter?

Lady_Samantha has to rebuild her helicopter

<Rhiannon_D> The passenger was no other than a journalist from Paradigma Magazine, and one that seemed to have a history with Dr. Helga...

<John_Jones> iirc, Bill's plane was about as fixed as it could be without heavy machinery.

<David> and finally we decided to twart the nefarious scheme involving the quakebombs, starting by building a better scanner

<John_Jones> And replacement metaql.

<Rhiannon_D> After a series of questions (and scans), the people on the bay decided to settle down and cut the journalist some slack, on condition that he didn't try anything sneaky.

<John_Jones> (oh, and the journalist still has some paperclips in his clothes...)

<Rhiannon_D> My answer is negative for the time being, Mr. David.

<David> suit yourself

<Lady_Samantha> Ok - so guys... might it not be a good idea to get our hardware repaired properly

<Rhiannon_D> You have managed to gain my distrust, thus I can't leave my parts in your hands, however capable.

<David> but we have concluded that I didn't lie to you, correct?

<Rhiannon_D> Yes, the scan *did* indicate that, I'll admit.

<David> but back to building one of these scanner thingies

<David> to scan for quakebombs

<Himiko> I think it's better that we head for those bombs after we have fixed our equipment...

<Lady_Samantha> I think we should fimnish repairs before rushing off again

<Doc_Helga> Well, I agree

<Lady_Samantha> Hon, what do you think?

Rhiannon_D shrugs.

<Doc_Helga> The propulsion system of my earthship got somewhat damaged...

<Doc_Helga> Currently it isn't 100% reliable

<Rhiannon_D> I have completed my own repairs, thus I am available for whatever course of action is chosen.

<David> yes repairing the equipment is our main concern right now

<David> that and building a good scanner

<Himiko> Well I need a complete new backdoor in my Zeppelin..

<Rhiannon_D> I'd be delighted to help in any way possible with the repairs.

<Lady_Samantha> I have a workshop at my place... I should check in with Miracle Max also

<Doc_Helga> It would be beneficial if I wouldn't need to move my ship to far unser its own power

<Doc_Helga> I fear at its current state it might get stuck underground

<Himiko> Actually the ship isn't made from regular materials, so repairing it will be a little bit harder than grabbing a blowtorch and weld some new parts on....

Doc_Helga looks at Himiko.

<Bill_Irvine> Well I need some place to repair my baby, too... Loads of equipment and stuff, ya know?

<Himiko> But I'm sure that with a halfway decent laboratory I can mix up the chemicals that form the polymer that my ship is made off...

<Doc_Helga> Well, I can sooo understand that problem...

<Lady_Samantha> perhaps Bill's shop has the needed materials?

<David> as I offered before I can probably help you doc

<Doc_Helga> I guess I need to transform whatever he has into the hull material I need

<John_Jones> Do we know who the . attackers were after?

Doc_Helga looks at David

Himiko looks at Rhiannon

<Doc_Helga> David, I know you would love to publish the equation and transformation matrices in Paradigma!

Lady_Samantha looks saddly at Rhi and her needed repairs

<Bill_Irvine> I have a whole chemlab, lady

<David> but I am better at cybernetics and electronict

Rhiannon_D looks back at Anna

<David> oh definatly

<David> but I won't if you don't want to

<Doc_Helga> Well, if someone publishes the stuff in an essay it will be *me*

<Doc_Helga> So, did I understand correctly that wou might be interested to help me invewstigate this stuff about those Quakebombs?

<John_Jones> I certainly could help.

<Doc_Helga> If so, it might be best we find some place to get out vessels into top shape again

<Lady_Samantha> i agree

<John_Jones> Well, I suggest we all follow Bill then.

<Lady_Samantha> where is Bill's shop?

<Doc_Helga> Sounds like a good idea...

Doc_Helga looks thoughtfully at her 31m long shimmering earthship

<David> yes doc, you are correct

Himiko looks thoughtfully at her 100 meter long airship

<Doc_Helga> Someone there who could give me a lift then?

John_Jones ushers Bill towards his plane.

<Doc_Helga> I have an antigravitational engine so I could reduce the weight if need be

<David> I don't think my helicopter can lift it

<David> maybe the airship could?

<Himiko> the weight problem shouldn't be that..

<Himiko> it's actually more a problem of space..

Lady_Samantha wants to go home, to get another pers. helicopter and resupply before leaving on an extended trip

<Doc_Helga> I don't think the chars would agree to go anywhere with somewhat defuunct vessels

<Doc_Helga> (sorry, that was supposed to be an OOC msg)

<Himiko> hmm

<Himiko> Well I think that repairs to our vehicles are important too...

<Lady_Samantha> can the airship get us where we need to be?

<Bill_Irvine> We need to get somewhere where everyone can do his or her repairs

<Himiko> not untill it's repaired..

<Doc_Helga> Hm. I think Iceland might be a bit too far away...

<Himiko> I would prefer to set it down at a nice out of the way area with a decent laboratory nearby..

<Doc_Helga> Otherwise I could invite you to my subterranean hangar

<Bill_Irvine> Texas isn't that far away I'd say

<Doc_Helga> Err, well. It might be a bit difficult to get in for most of you

Doc_Helga looks sheepishly

<Lady_Samantha> (if we go to Bill's place... is there any reason I couldn't have a replacemnt helicopter overnighted to where we are?)

Rhiannon_D smiles

<Himiko> Texas it is then..

<David> Sam, I could always give you , or somewhone else, a lift in my heli

<Rhiannon_D> Nice. I've never been to Texas.

<Lady_Samantha> well -- I would like to check in with Lord Maxwell

Rhiannon_D looks at Sam a bit quizzically.

<Doc_Helga> Hm. I don't want to leave my ship here, but the antigrav propulsion system only allows movement in the 200km/h range over the earth

<Lady_Samantha> but Wales it kind of far for a helicopter

<Doc_Helga> Who is Lord Maxwell?

<Lady_Samantha> oh - my husband

<Doc_Helga> Well, we might get back to Europe later when our stuff is repaired

Rhiannon_D looks even more puzzled.

Lady_Samantha goes over to Rhi and talks quietly with her

Lady_Samantha would like to introduce my Angel to Max anyway

<Himiko> okay, since most of us could repair our vessels at Mr. Irvines place.. how about going there first.. then we just take a small vacation and head over to Brittain so that Dr. Smith can get herself a new personal helicopter and visit her husband..

<Doc_Helga> Well, this sounds okay with me

<John_Jones> ... and I can see how my flock are doing.

John_Jones grins.

<Doc_Helga> I could fetch some stuff from my lab in Iceland then, too

Lady_Samantha whispers to Rhi -- Max is my legal husband (spouse/mate) He is a noble (the Lord is a title, like the Lady) and is a dedicated herbologist .

<Lady_Samantha> that sounds goo to me too

<Lady_Samantha> err good to me

Rhiannon_D nods.

<La_ST> (I'm lucky I'm not in the South of Germany - the weather forecast talks of a heatwave of over 30 deg C -_-)

Rhiannon_D is suddenly happy she's not hard-coded to blush.

<Rhiannon_D> (heh. 30 deg would be a cold wave here...)

Lady_Samantha whispers to Rhi -- I'm sure he'll love you too :)

<La_ST> (Rhi: LOL. They give more tornado warning for Friday

-_-)

<David> (ok to Texas !)

<John_Jones> ole!

Doc_Helga sees orgies in the making...

Lady_Samantha grins evilly

John_Jones prepares to sentence them all to Hell. Or maybe Scunthorpe.

Rhiannon_D looks at Sam, then nods, somewhat uneasily

<Lady_Samantha> (/me wonders whats a "Scunthorpe"?)

<Doc_Helga> Okay. So can anyone tow the Surtr, or do I need to come slowly after you?

<John_Jones> (try looking in Multimap UK)

<Himiko> I can take it along, if Mr. Irvine's plane is airborne again...

<Doc_Helga> THat would be great

Lady_Samantha thinks about modifying her scanners to detect the bombs

<Himiko> Let's go.

<Himiko> Mr. Petersen

John_Jones speeds up time until everyone arrives in Texas...no?

<Lady_Samantha> (hmm -- do we have XP yet>

<David> (nope)

<Himiko> You're more than welcome to board the ship for the moment..

<La_ST> (Not yet. I will give them out next time, I think. I have to calculate them)

<David> thank you miss ...?

<Lady_Samantha> hmmmm

<Lady_Samantha> A thought

<Lady_Samantha> don;t we need to manufacture papers for Rhiannon?

<David> just suitcase her *g*

<John_Jones> Are we likely to be stopped by customs?

<Bill_Irvine> If we are.. I know a way to deal with it...

Bill_Irvine whistles

Lady_Samantha looks at Bill and Nate (the americans)

<Rhiannon_D> Let me guess.

<Rhiannon_D> Smuggling?

<David> well DUH

<John_Jones> How nonchantly you whistle, Mr Irvine.

<Himiko> Customs... hmm, the radar deflecting material of my ship should still be more than sufficient to avoid most radar traps...

<David> and I can always let clunk loose *g*

Doc_Helga looks somewhat incredulously at Sam

John_Jones 's eyes gleam.

<David> that should keep then busy

<Doc_Helga> Er,, you plan to go through customs?

<Rhiannon_D> Actually, I am capable of going past customs officials anyway

<Himiko> Though I'm not so sure about the airship..

<Rhiannon_D> I have my ways of going unnoticed.

<Lady_Samantha> perhaps cloaking it will be enough to hide it?

<Bill_Irvine> Customs... Who need customs? And you only have to know where to stash your stuff

<Doc_Helga> What about going in below radar and stuff?

<David> I would prefer you not messing with minds

<Bill_Irvine> Thos bloody bureucrats donnu shit about nothing

<Bill_Irvine> Only messing things up

<Himiko> (bah that should have been Earthship)

<Bill_Irvine> What about fooling them? I have to deal with those idiots more often than I wish for...

Lady_Samantha thinks of Obi-Wan and the guards near the cantina [[[ these arnt the people your looking for ]]]

<Himiko> Oh that should have been earthship. Earthship, Airship, it's easy to slip your tongue there..

<John_Jones> Well, with your cloaking gone, Himiko, you may need another strategy.

<Doc_Helga> Well, if need be I could take the risk and dive somwe kilometers again

<John_Jones> Don't be silly. I am sure we could work out a way of getting you to avoid radar.

<Himiko> The cloaking works for more than just radar... the airship itself is already pretty hard to detect on radar.. it scatters radar emissions.... enough to go almost invisible... and enough to evade default border radar scans..

<Doc_Helga> I would prefer that

<John_Jones> And the states' border is so much greater than other countries.

<Doc_Helga> I have lost my prototype already as it got stuck due to engine failure

John_Jones scratches his head.

<John_Jones> How did you escape, lass?

<Doc_Helga> Well, I have a little matter transporter in there as last resort

<Doc_Helga> But once the energy of the ship is out, there is no way to get it out again

<Doc_Helga> The Fjoergyn got stuck sumewhere below Italy...

<John_Jones> Please say you were not investigating Vesuvius?

<Doc_Helga> Well, sure. I love that volcano!

<John_Jones> You have already caused one volcano to erupt, and that was nowhere near civilisation.

<Doc_Helga> Hey, this was just as I ran into that damn quakebomb. Otherwise there wouldn't have anything happened

<John_Jones> Well, as number 3 on our list of jobs I think we need to add Remove Earthship from Volcano.

<Doc_Helga> Hm. I fear the Fjoergyn will be toast by now

<Bill_Irvine> We need to deal with those bloody idiots setting up bombs, running rampant among us and hurting my little baby

<John_Jones> For the sake of a few hundred thousand lives, I think it might we worth checking.

<Doc_Helga> Once the main reactor is out of energy, it can't keep up the structural integrity field of the hull

<Lady_Samantha> (/me thinks: toasted earthship with lava dressing)

<John_Jones> Well, those were tasks number one and two.

Doc_Helga looks somewhat sadly

<Doc_Helga> I'm sure the Fjoergyn is only a molten lump of metal by nnow

<Lady_Samantha> so we fiugured out how toi get everyone to Bill;s place?

<David> there there, you build a new one right /

<John_Jones> I still want to check.

<David> a better one !

<David> (that one !)

Doc_Helga looks to David

<Doc_Helga> Well, sure. I don't let little drawbacks get into the way of Science!

<Bill_Irvine> Tat's the spirit!

<Bill_Irvine> (that)

<Doc_Helga> OKay, folks

<Doc_Helga> Then lets get to Bill's garage

<Himiko> let's go..

<Lady_Samantha> ok

<Himiko> All hands aboard...

Himiko walks back into the airship..

<Bill_Irvine> Yeeehhhhaaaa! Let's go!

Bill_Irvine boars the airship

Lady_Samantha spends to travel time with Rhi

<David> right good idea

<Himiko> (guestimate of travel time is just 3-4 hours)

Rhiannon_D makes sure the few hours are put to good use...

<Doc_Helga> Hm.

<Doc_Helga> How do you get the Surtr inside?

<Lady_Samantha> (/me thjinks of entertaining things to do in 3-4 hours)

<Doc_Helga> (Sam: Hentai!)

<David> (*g*)

David will thinker with clunk a bit

<David> that reminds me: code h.o.n.d.

<Doc_Helga> (Hm?)

<Himiko> (I'll just hang it below Bill's plane... this is a converted cargoblimb after all)

Suitcase stands on the ground.

<Doc_Helga> (Good)

David mumbles

David picks up the suitcase

<Bill_Irvine> Soon you'll see good ole Texas and my home

<John_Jones> (Where is Helga sitting for the journey?)

Lady_Samantha explains to Rhi about Max and his "gardens"

Doc_Helga looks as Himiko tows her ship under the B52

Lady_Samantha also explains about her 1st marriage and her son

<Doc_Helga> Miss Himiko, would you mind if I ask you for a ride in you zep?

<John_Jones> (will she stay in her ship?)

<Doc_Helga> (John: See above)

<John_Jones> (gotcha)

<Himiko> It's okay..

<John_Jones> Perhaps you would like to fly in Bill's plane and you can explain how your scanning works?

<Himiko> There's way too many people aboard for my taste anyways.. 2 more doesn't matter much..

<Doc_Helga> Well, thanks

<Doc_Helga> Hm. Bill's plane is stuck to the blimp, too - does he sit in it anyway?

<Himiko> (yes)

<Himiko> (Everybody is aboard)

<Himiko> Mr. Irvine.. coordinates please..

Bill_Irvine gives Himiko the coordinates to his ranch

Himiko puts in the coordinates in the autopilot, then plots a course over jungle and sea, missing every stupid little caribean island and major Texan settlements and heads back to her office..

Bill_Irvine looks outside while the ride goes on, enjoying the sight

<John_Jones> (Do you want to describe it?)

<Bill_Irvine> (Thought something would go on while we travel)

<Doc_Helga> (Well, Bill might do that - it's his home area ^_^9

<La_ST> (Actually not because we want to get to the UK someday soon, too)

<Bill_Irvine> (ok... You see a typical texan ranch. Fences around, some oil drills can be seen far off. A huge garage like building is next to the main building, as well as some small extra buildings. Of course there are some cattle too fenced in.)

<John_Jones> (in fact, how much long do we actually want to describe the refitting process?

<John_Jones> Wow, those are big sheep.

<La_ST> (Not too long, but I thought Bill might want to brag a bit with his ranch *g*)

<Bill_Irvine> Sheep? Those aew fiesr class cattle, boy

<Bill_Irvine> This is the best damn ranch in Texas

<John_Jones> I am sure it is.

John_Jones rubs his hands together.

<Bill_Irvine> Does anyone need oil for his chemicals or repairs?

<John_Jones> So are we eating beef tonight, or what?

<Doc_Helga> Hm. so you herd cows when you are not flying in this plane?

<Himiko> okay, where do you want me to set this thing down?

<Bill_Irvine> Bet on some great steaks tonight

<Himiko> I need a spot where I can put it DOWN... since I need to do some pretty big repairs..

<Doc_Helga> Hm... I just need a quite place, where I can land the Surtr...

<Bill_Irvine> Lady.. I am the goddam best gunsmith in Texas

<Bill_Irvine> The goddam best pilot, too

<Doc_Helga> Some tools might come handy, too

<John_Jones> Mind your language. God may be listening.

John_Jones grins.

<Bill_Irvine> I also have a lab and a hangar

<Bill_Irvine> I am a scientist

<Doc_Helga> Well, Mr.Irvine, who looks after the cattle then? Or is this just a cover?

<Lady_Samantha> (hmm just watched Oh God, you Devil... he's in Vagas)

<John_Jones> (????)

<Bill_Irvine> Lady... Look at this land... What do you guess? I have money.. So people can do it for me when I am away. But those cattles are rather a hobby and style.

<Doc_Helga> I see...

<Bill_Irvine> My main income is guns and oils

<Lady_Samantha> Bill.... I thought since we're at you place, we might purchase some ammo and guns?

Bill_Irvine "forgets" about smuggling

John_Jones almost dies laughing.

Rhiannon_D suddenly seems very interested in the conversation shift from cattle to guns.

<Bill_Irvine> Of course, lady... Do you want some standart stuff, or do you have anything specifivc in mind? All "Irvine Guns" are handcrafted

<Himiko> Well then Mr. Irvine, tell me where I can put the airship down..... or I'll just keep circling above the ranch.. and you don't want that.. without it's cloak it's a big obvious flying object...

<Bill_Irvine> (Hey, Fix is alive *g*)

<La_ST> (Someone fixed him? :-)

<Bill_Irvine> Just land in front of the hangar. We get our vehicles in there then

<David> mm Bill I might be interested in a small electronicly fired gun

Rhiannon_D decides to talk to Bill regarding custom works sometime when the more paranoid members of the group aren't near.

<David> and a few drums of ammo

<Doc_Helga> Hm. I'm afraid guns are not really my style...

<Lady_Samantha> currently, I have a defender style revolver and small hold out gun

<Bill_Irvine> I make classic guns. Good old work. Bullets, gunpowder and so on.

<David> never mind then

<Bill_Irvine> I also have some special ammo. I upgraded the gunpowder

<Bill_Irvine> To havbe more punch

<David> you do make the ammo though right?

<John_Jones> And while everyone else is discussing violence, perhaps I can look at your readings Helga?

Himiko puts the Zeppelin almost down in front of the indicated spot...

<Lady_Samantha> I'd like to get "special" ammo for the defender style gun (and look into a something to support or replace it

David will talk to bill in private later

<Lady_Samantha> I lkike being able to select which type of ammo to fire with the defender style gun

<Bill_Irvine> Since we are here I will see what I can do to please your wishes and give you the satisfaction of Irvine Ammo and Irvine Guns...

Doc_Helga oversees the unloading of the Surtr

Suitcase turns in a dog and folds out two big whopping chainguns.

Bill_Irvine thinks that he doesn't have to smuggle it past bloody policemen and airport staff

Suitcase starts wagging his tail while playing an enthousiastic barking sound file.

Bill_Irvine parks his B52 in the hangar... Literally, since he drives it backwards in.

<Doc_Helga> (Heh)

<John_Jones> Do you need a hand, Bill?

<David> BAD dog !

<Lady_Samantha> i tend to use explosive and incendiary ammos

Suitcase plays another sound file :" Oek"

<Bill_Irvine> I know how to park my baby. but when it comes to repairs I you are welcome, boy

<David> clunk go to nromal mode NOW

<David> (angry)

Suitcase folds back the chainguns slowly and acts like dog who knows he's done something bad..

Doc_Helga returns to the group as the Earthship is landed on the ground.

Doc_Helga looks a bit afraid at the pseudo-dog

Rhiannon_D looks quite impressed at the last display.

<Rhiannon_D> Built-in guns?

<David> comon he wouldn't hurt a fly

<David> they are a bit hard to hit *g*

<Rhiannon_D> So, does it fire ballistic rounds?

<Rhiannon_D> and if so, where's the ammo feed?

<Himiko> So Mr. Irvine... where's your lab...

<David> well if all goes allright I can show you

<David> I am hoping to buy 2 drums from Bill here

<David> he is a bit low on ammo at the moment

<Doc_Helga> Hm...

<Doc_Helga> I don'twant to be too bold... But does anyone else here feel slightly hungry, too?

<David> (La_ST I buy 2 drums of ammo from Bill)

<David> yes that a good idea

<La_ST> (Dave: NP. )

<John_Jones> Lets get that cow a-roasting. :)

<David> hey boy are you hungry?

<La_ST> (You have to barter with him, not me :-)

<David> theres a good boy

<David> goood boy

<Bill_Irvine> I will tell the cook to prepare some extra steaks for today... Any special wishes?

<David> Bill what will those drums cost?

<David> well my dog would like a bit of that amoo *g*

<Doc_Helga> Well, some steak, slightly raw would do fine for me ^_^

<John_Jones> (curses, Stayka. Now I have to go get some food!)

<David> (s/amoo/ammo/)

<Himiko> steak...

<Himiko> hmm

<Doc_Helga> (John: Sorry bout that ^_^)=

<Bill_Irvine> David, it always depends on what you need and if it should be... Let's call it "special"

<David> nothing special, just 2 drums of regular ammo

Doc_Helga looks at that Robodog.

<David> for chainguns at least *g*

<David> .54 please

<Doc_Helga> Just make sure it won't bite me or do anything else which is untoward

<David> (.52)

<Bill_Irvine> Let's see what I have at stock...

Bill_Irvine enters his shop and pushes a button... Some extra displays show up and a new storage room door opens

Suitcase cocks his head a little and looks at Helga

Suitcase starts wagging

Doc_Helga looks somewhat fearfully at him

<Himiko> Mr. Irvine... your laboratory?

<Doc_Helga> You stay away from me!!

Suitcase plays a "cheerfull bark" sound file

<David> Bill, could I borrow a bowl with that?

<Bill_Irvine> Nom, that's my storage for "special" stuff

Lady_Samantha and Bill discuss a unique design for a handgun and agree on the specs

<Bill_Irvine> My lab is in another building

Bill_Irvine hands David two rounds of .52 chaingun ammo and a bowl...

<Bill_Irvine> A bowl?

<David> aye a bowl

Lady_Samantha places an order and asks how long it takes to make it?

David pours the ammo into the bowl

<David> here boy !

<David> etenstijd !

<Suitcase> *WOOF*

Nick change: Suitcase -> Clunk

Lady_Samantha also orders various ammo and empty clips

Clunk starts chomping away on the bullets, eating like a pig and swallowing them whole.

<Rhiannon_D> Erm...

<Rhiannon_D> Is that safe?

Clunk plays a "burp" soundfile after being done eating

<David> well you wondered how I loaded him right?

Rhiannon_D takes a few careful steps away from the "dog"

<Lady_Samantha> I gather he's loadding his internal ammo stock?

David gives the bowl back to Bill_Irvine

<David> thanks

<Rhiannon_D> Shouldn't such a mechanism be prone to jamming or misfiring?

<Rhiannon_D> I mean...

<David> I designed and build him ...

<Bill_Irvine> Strange design I have to say

Rhiannon_D shakes her head in resignation.

<David> and he only misfires if somewhone makes him really angry

<David> and it was a nice dog

<Lady_Samantha> hopefully, the gun will be available before we start on next major "outing" and Bill can have it shipped next day air to her

<Himiko> Mr. Irvine, I'll skip dinner I've got some nasty polymers to make....

Himiko heads over the the building Bill indicated as being his laboratory...

<Doc_Helga> (thinks) I ... hate ... dogs !

Bill_Irvine brings Himiko to the lab. He enters the building.. Cigar lit

<Lady_Samantha> rhi - how are you doing with energy?

<Bill_Irvine> (You see a nice sorted chem lab with all kinds of stuff and chemicals. Especially those you need to make and enhance gunpowder and make things go boooom! It has everything one needs to be happy

<Bill_Irvine> )

<Rhiannon_D> Well, I'm fine, I'd say.

<Rhiannon_D> My power reserves are at a satisfying level.

<La_ST> (Bill: Cigar in the chemlab??)

Himiko 's eyes light up as a child let loose on a candyshop

Doc_Helga followed Buill

<Lady_Samantha> do let me know if you need a "booster shot"

<John_Jones> (who says they aren't custom cigs?)

<Himiko> (LaST: Perfectly safe actually)

<Doc_Helga> Mr.Irvine... Do you happen to have these chemicals?

<Bill_Irvine> Oh.. And don't mess around too much... This is my personal lab, so clean everything up, don't blow anything up and don't use all the chems

Doc_Helga lists a number of metals and additives

<Bill_Irvine> (ST, I told you about Bill's habits and how he awakened *g*)

<La_ST> (Yeah, still -_-)

John_Jones waits outside. None of his stuff is blown up, and he has no wish to blow anything up. He misses his RevMobile though.

<Bill_Irvine> Ok, any questions or anything else you need?

<Doc_Helga> NOw, only what I listed

<La_ST> (Bill will have maybe half of it only, though)

<Doc_Helga> Hm...

<Himiko> Yeah yeah... (whatever)

Doc_Helga looks around

<Doc_Helga> WEll, I guess I will make do anyway

<Bill_Irvine> Ok, I will show you your rooms if you want to sleep

<La_ST> (Okay, I would say now there are repairs under way...)

<La_ST> (Shall we RPG some dinner, or shall we say stuff got repaired and we move on to UK?)

Himiko begins working on the polymer

Himiko also works a bit on leaving a little surprise for Bill as a "thank you" for letting her use the laboratory....

Lady_Samantha and Rhi retire for the night *evil grin*

Bill_Irvine also starts working on Sam's gun and will take tools with him to continue on their journey

<La_ST> (BTW, I just noticed that Asmo isn't here - but I guess it is a safe bet he also just went along, just as Bog Grant ^_^)

<David> (Mine!)

Rhiannon_D heads over to Bill for a small chat before retiring with Samantha.

<La_ST> (Bob)

<Rhiannon_D> Mr Irvine..

<Bill_Irvine> (Wll any gun anyone ordered -g-)

<Bill_Irvine> Yeah?

<Rhiannon_D> I'd like to ask you a few things regarding weaponry...

Doc_Helga works on the engine of her ship and curses nastily in Finnish and some other languages

<Rhiannon_D> Can you make energy-based weapons?

Lady_Samantha goes over her specs for her scanner with Dr. Helga to see how to modify the design to detect the quakebombs

<Rhiannon_D> Some of your designs on ballistic based firearms are very exceptional, I may say, so I was wondering if your expertise extends beyond that..

<Doc_Helga> (Hela is in the Surts, repaining the main propulsion system. No time for scanner)

<Bill_Irvine> Nope. I just make guns the good old ways, that can't be manipulated. Bullets and gunpoweder. That's the way to go

Himiko 's little surprise for Bill is a substance that will go boom if submitted to a correct radio emission.... (and has written down the frequency on the little piece of paper)

Rhiannon_D nods somewhat sadly.

<Rhiannon_D> I see.

<Bill_Irvine> Other stuff can be jammed...

<Bill_Irvine> Or manipulated

<Bill_Irvine> You can't beat explosives though

<Rhiannon_D> So, there is no chance that you'd have something that I could integrate with my systems then?

<Bill_Irvine> If you go for bullets I could see to it... Nothing else I could do

<Rhiannon_D> Because I'm afraid that our adventures don't give me the luxury to go through extensive firearms training...

<David> as usual I can make it interface

<David> *g*

<Himiko> (powerhungry "Advanced" vibrator)

<Bill_Irvine> Point and shoot. That's it

Rhiannon_D smiles.

<Rhiannon_D> Ok, I'll take your word for it. Thanks for your time.

<Bill_Irvine> I could add a special crosshair for easier aiming

Rhiannon_D nods.

<John_Jones> (Himiko: You are giving Bill a vibrator?)

<Lady_Samantha> umms -- she does more than "vibrate"

;)

<Doc_Helga> (LOL. All hentai here)

<Rhiannon_D> I'd be dewlighted if you could prepare a firearm in such a manner.

<David> yes pointing is easy

<Bill_Irvine> No problem at all. It's my job

<Rhiannon_D> It would certainly ease my training and coordination.

<Himiko> (actually I was referring to Rhiannon with my comment)

<David> (my rod will be the end of you!)

<Bill_Irvine> (O_o Where did I get into? my poor pure white soul...)

<Rhiannon_D> (I have no soul...)

<Bill_Irvine> (I was taking about myself... *g*)

<Lady_Samantha> actually, I'd disagree with that, dear Angel

Rhiannon_D heads to her and Sam's common room.

<Rhiannon_D> Samantha?

<Lady_Samantha> yes hon?

<Rhiannon_D> I need to recharge..

<La_ST> (Chicken ^_^)

<Rhiannon_D> But I was thinking we could try something different than last time...

<Lady_Samantha> what do you have in mind?

<Rhiannon_D> ..If of course you feel like it...

<Himiko> (You see... it even runs out of batteries all the time)

<Lady_Samantha> (but they are rechargables)

<La_ST> (Manual recharging - so that's how they call it today!)

<David> (*fap* *fap* *fap*)

<Rhiannon_D> Well, after my self-repairs in the stasis chamber, I'd rewired my tass converters to work by leeching certain brainwaves...

<Rhiannon_D> any strong emotion would do...

<Lady_Samantha> ahh I see

<Rhiannon_D> so...

<Lady_Samantha> yes that works for me :)

Lady_Samantha walks over to Rhi and kisses her gentally

<Bill_Irvine> (Love machine becomes a whole new meaning here)

<David> (genetaly?)

Rhiannon_D activates her conversion rote, her eyes glowing brightly as she does...

<Lady_Samantha> :::heheheh:::

<La_ST> (I will *not* tell you how I read the latter word)

<Himiko> (does she have those?)

<Bill_Irvine> (ST.. Propably the same way I read it first O_o)

<Rhiannon_D> (ST: shall I roll the Neural Energy Siphon Rote?)

Lady_Samantha carresses her softly

<La_ST> (Rhi: YEs, do so ^_^)

<Rhiannon_D> (Prime 3, mind 3)

Rhiannon_D rolled 3d10 dice and got: 8, 5, 2

<La_ST> (i want to see what happens ^_^)

<La_ST> (ok. Worked)

<La_ST> (Otherwise Sam would have had to work a little more ^_^90

Lady_Samantha looks at her glowing eyes... and makes her eyes glow too

Lady_Samantha beams at Rhi brightly

Rhiannon_D kisses Samantha back, and lets out a sigh of near pleasure as her energy reserves immediately jolt upwards.

<Lady_Samantha> (/me has got to get mind to boprrow the sesory)

<Rev_Jones> (Hold on, if Sam's emotions get converted... she loses those emotions)

<La_ST> (Not permanently - they get leeched out for the time being)

<La_ST> (Sam can regenerate them ^_^)

<Rev_Jones> (yeah... but it means she loses the pleasure generated!)

<Rhiannon_D> (I'm not *that* powerhungry ;-) I convert only emanated (extraneous) emotions)

Lady_Samantha notes: fortuantely Sam has a strong sex drive ... and really does love Rhi

<La_ST> (uh-oh)

<Himiko> (Okay, if I ever get wind of this I'll blow her up..... stupid vampire)

<Rhiannon_D> (Psychic Leech would be the right term ;-) )

<Rev_Jones> (bah, what's the use of joyless sex?)

<Bill_Irvine> (What's the use of no sex at all, Rev? ;))

<Rev_Jones> (Good point... but priests - most priests - get used to it)

<David> (there is always your left-hand *g*)

<Lady_Samantha> (once again, rampant paranioa

<Lady_Samantha> )

<Himiko> (Anyways... my repairs should be done pretty fast.. all I have to do is create a frame with a solid smooth sheet of plastic on it, to which I apply the polymer.. and viola... repairs are done...)

<Rev_Jones> (So *that's* what they mean by "sitting at God's right hand"!)

<La_ST> (Well, the propulsion engine of the SUrtr will take a little longer. I guess I will ask Himiko to carry her along a little longer ^_^)

Lady_Samantha continues with Rhi .... and come to a satasfactory conclusion ;) *evil grin*

Rhiannon_D slowly lowers the absorption levels as her energy goes to full, and kisses Samantha with even more passion, her hands working fast with her clothes and soon leaving her bare..

Rev_Jones will help Bill with the steelwork.

Lady_Samantha smiles and caresses Rhi lovelingly

<Rhiannon_D> (...and let's just say that they are both gonna be very happy by the time they reach their destination ^_^)

Doc_Helga is occupied with her ship ^_^

Lady_Samantha agrees

<Himiko> (Tai Hen, Tai Hen, Tai Hen, Tai Hen, Tai Hen, Tai Hen, Tai Hen, Tai Hen, Tai Hen, Tai Hen, Tai Hen, Tai Hen)

<Rev_Jones> (Good because it was looking a little blue)

<La_ST> (So... Dinner, or finish and get to UK?)

<Lady_Samantha> (well, Sam and Rhi are busy)

Doc_Helga is still hungry, though

<Rhiannon_D> (They went straight to dessert ^^)

Doc_Helga will refrain from *that* sort of dinner -_-

<La_ST> (Peeps?)

<Rev_Jones> (Food then0

<Lady_Samantha> (me is for going on to the UK)

<La_ST> (You are busy ^_^)

<Bill_Irvine> (No prob. Just remember Bill used and useses spare time to work on the guns)

<La_ST> (Sure)

<Lady_Samantha> (/me works on Rhi ;) )

<La_ST> (You dopn't need to go into too many details -_-)

<Rev_Jones> (Not to mention rebuilding B52 panels)

Lady_Samantha is glad that her Angel is happy

<Rev_Jones> (Hmmm... too many sockets, not enough wrenches)

<Bill_Irvine> (As I said: Spare time. Main time and attention goes to Bill's baby ;))

<La_ST> (I guess Mr.Raiser will also be looking after *his* baby ^_^)

<La_ST> (Okay, let's say the group spent several days on the ranch, repairing etc)

<La_ST> (Finally everything seems to work satisfactorily again

<Rev_Jones> (Will Helga actually let Sam and the Rev look at her scanners?)

Doc_Helga has worked on her propulsion system..

<Doc_Helga> .

Doc_Helga doesn't like people skeaking around in her ship

<Rev_Jones> (Skeaking?)

Doc_Helga told them some general stuff about the scanners, so that they can try to build ones on their own if they want

<Doc_Helga> (sneaking)

Himiko is done fixing her ship in about 3 hours..

<Rev_Jones> (going to get more food, then time for a chat...)

Doc_Helga is always wary since one assistent of hers stole one of her inventions and published it under his name in Paradigma

Lady_Samantha does eat when not otherwise occupied :)

<David> (aaah)

<Lady_Samantha> (how about a non-disclosure agreement ;))

<Doc_Helga> (That guy was under such an agreement, too. *grumbles*)

<Lady_Samantha> there is a idea tho that we are working toward a common goal (for the greater good, as it were)

Doc_Helga returns to the main room of the ranch

Doc_Helga looks around who is there at the moment

<Doc_Helga> It is late in the evening, and dinner might be somewhat late but still a good idea

<Lady_Samantha> dinner is a good diea (one has to keep one's strength up)

<La_ST> (Sam: Well, the group needs to build up trust etc. You can expect everybody to share all secrets right away)

<La_ST> (vcannot)

<David> yes it is a good idea

Himiko spends most time working

<Himiko> and her airship has a complete supply of foodstuffs, so she doesn't need to leave *G*

<Lady_Samantha> (/me sends her time "working" on Rhi

<La_ST> (Himiko: Heh. spoilsport ^_^)

<Lady_Samantha> actually, Texas beef is really good

Doc_Helga thinks that the fresh steaks here are something one could get used to

<Bill_Irvine> (brbr, bathroom)

Himiko is almost constantly on the move between the laboratory or her airship.

<Himiko> (okay, people some action would be nice)\

<Rev_Jones> (sorry, neededs food)

Lady_Samantha actually is just waiting to gewt home to do her things

<La_ST> (Well, I was trying to get you to finish things and go to UK then -_-)

<Rev_Jones> Can I have a work, Helga?

<Doc_Helga> A work?

<Himiko> (okay, you have a nice dinner together. I'm not there. And you all work to fix your toys.....)

<Himiko> (we're done)

<Rev_Jones> a word, sorry.

<Doc_Helga> Well sure

<Rev_Jones> You asked us to help you, and certainly we have the expertise.

<Doc_Helga> Yes...

<Rev_Jones> But you avoid the issue every time we ask for information. Is something wrong?

<Bill_Irvine> (re)

<Rhiannon_D> Well, she does have the right to keep such details to herself, if I may say so.

<Doc_Helga> Well, the problem is that I don't know you yet...

Doc_Helga sighs

<Rhiannon_D> It is delicate technical data, after all.

<Doc_Helga> For all I know there could be spies among youz

<Rev_Jones> We are not asking to know the details of your ship, merely what we are looking for underground.

Rhiannon_D smiles.

<Doc_Helga> Well... I had hoped we could get together and plan properly...

<Doc_Helga> So far everybody did their own things...

<Rev_Jones> I agree, but we might as well spend time callabrating sensors.

<Lady_Samantha> al,l I need is info to modify my scanner to detect the quakebombs

<David> Bill, care to make a bet?

<Rev_Jones> We will need at least two working sets to triangulate anything.

<Doc_Helga> Well, okay...

<Doc_Helga> Actually all you need to do is to get a reading for seismological waves

<Doc_Helga> The ones by the quakebombs have a very characteristical pattern

<Lady_Samantha> I see

<Doc_Helga> THey seems to send out a signal to the guys controlling them that is very similar to natural seismic waves - they just appear on a higher frequency when they are not working

<Rev_Jones> So, for the time being we can see if we can measure seimological activity from the air.

<Rev_Jones> And on the way out we can go via California and see if it is working.

Lady_Samantha notes the frequencies and patterns

<Rev_Jones> See, that wasn't so difficult.

<Doc_Helga> As soon as they get activated, the signal gets modulated at the frequency of real seismic waves and they "spring" "canted" tectonical plates

<Doc_Helga> WEll. I just hope no one of the people here is affialiated with the guys who planeed those things...

<La_ST> (BTW, Nathan is amongthe group, too, just for the sake of continuity. )

<Rev_Jones> If we were, then what you told us would make no difference.

<Doc_Helga> Well, they might get the warning that we are after them

<Doc_Helga> So far they didn't know about my ship

Lady_Samantha adjusts her standalone scanner and notates what needs updating for the builtin one

<Rev_Jones> We knew about it within 10 minutes of meeting you.

<Doc_Helga> I ran into that quakebomb business just by chance

<Doc_Helga> Well, you wouldn't have known about the Surtr is I hadn't run into that fraggin bomb!

<Doc_Helga> I would have stayed below Earth, and I would have been adequately safe

<Rev_Jones> Well you can hide your head in the ground as long as you like. Me, I like fresh mountain air.

<Rhiannon_D> Look, there's no need to be mean now.

<Rev_Jones> Just being practical, Rhiannon.

<Rhiannon_D> I can understand Doctor Helga's wish to remain "underground" in more than one ways... thus I'm pretty certain you can too.

<Rev_Jones> At some point, humans need human contact.

<Rhiannon_D> Yes, I've noticed that.

<Doc_Helga> Well, I'm sure the ...others would love to get their hands on the Surtr

<Rhiannon_D> Still, they may as well need the solace and peace offered by solitude.

<Rhiannon_D> That as well.

<Rhiannon_D> Such technology could very well prove dangerous if at the wrong hands.

<David> that goes for most of the technology rhiannon

<Rev_Jones> Very true, but I would hate to think that someone would choose to lose their humanity merely for technology.

<David> that is why we have a thing called a society

<David> and lows

<Rhiannon_D> I can't begin to compute what evil those people attacking us could do with an earthship like that.

<Rev_Jones> Thank you, David.

<David> (laws)

<David> if we had stopped every technology hat would seem dangerous we would still be in the stone age !

<David> think of the good the tech. can do.

<Rhiannon_D> This is not what I have proposed...

<Rev_Jones> If you look at history, the most famous and respected scientists are those that did their work publicly, even if sometimes they were laughed at.

<Rhiannon_D> I just pointed out a serious reason for Dr. Helga to wish to keep her earthship secret from those evil-doers.

<Doc_Helga> Especially as they work with those quakebombs - and I'm sure they dvidn't know anyone found out about them

Himiko comes stumbling in..

<Rev_Jones> It is always your choice, Helga. However, there are always people out there who do not wish to steal anything and whom you can trust.

Himiko is bleeding from her nose and her ears..

<Rev_Jones> And there are those who wish to cause violence.

Rev_Jones shakes his head, upset.

<Doc_Helga> Well, this may be true... But it is hart to figure out whom I *can* trust ...

<David> what happened to you himiko?

Rhiannon_D turns to Anna

<Rhiannon_D> Oh my..

<David> thrust society

<Rhiannon_D> Samantha?

Doc_Helga looks at Himiko in alarm

<Himiko> The detonator frequency for the quakebombs in 38 Hertz at ultra high amplitude...

<Doc_Helga> What happened to you?

Rhiannon_D gets up and heads towards Anna

<Doc_Helga> What??

<Himiko> Head.... hurts

<Lady_Samantha> yes,dear?

Rhiannon_D stops in her tracks.

<Rhiannon_D> Anna? How did you know that?

<Doc_Helga> Detonator frequency...

Rev_Jones stands up and looks out the window,

<Doc_Helga> How do you know that??

<Rhiannon_D> Sam: We have to help her!

<David> is there an MD in the room?

<Lady_Samantha> yes

Rhiannon_D walks next to Anna and offers to support her.

<Himiko> I... I build the detonator....

<Doc_Helga> What?

<Doc_Helga> You???

Doc_Helga looks at Himiko in shock/fascination/terror

<Lady_Samantha> amnesia works like that... bits of memories surface

Rhiannon_D just saves that info without processing it, so as not to drop Anna on the ground.

<David> well it did go boom nicely *g*

<Doc_Helga> What the...

<Rhiannon_D> Doctor Helga, please don't push her too far.

Doc_Helga looks to Rev

Himiko keeps standing (I've already fainted in the Zeppelin)

<Doc_Helga> So much for that we can trust everybody here?!

<Rhiannon_D> I'm not certain about the stability of her condition.

Lady_Samantha scans her for further physical evidence

<Rhiannon_D> Anna, are you certain of this?

<Rev_Jones> I never said we could trust everyone to the same degree, I am afraid.

<David> I don't know if we can thrust anywhone in here

<Himiko> .....

<Doc_Helga> Who *is* she anyway??

<Himiko> I.. am...

Lady_Samantha uses medicine+int to figure out what happened this time

<La_ST> (Ok)

<Rev_Jones> Himiko and Nathan take joy in violence and explosions that is far from charitable.

Lady_Samantha listens to Himiko

Himiko 's neural pathways are damaged, using them causes severe headaches and those headaches can cause severe nosebleeds....

<Lady_Samantha> (we know she was a escapee from the Unnion, right?)

<Himiko> (nope)

<Himiko> (only Nathan can suspect that)

<Rev_Jones> (To Helga) The poor girl still has much to learn.

<La_ST> (Himiko is just an amnesic py<romaniac ^_^)

<Lady_Samantha> ok so we need to help her "repair" her "damage" so she can access the memories

<Doc_Helga> Much to learn?

<Doc_Helga> What happened to her then?

<Rev_Jones> About herself and her past, but also about common sense and real life.

<Lady_Samantha> hmms

<Doc_Helga> Hm. So you don't know who she is and where she came from?

<Rev_Jones> (To Helga) I don't rightly know. I doubt the gal knows herself. In these situations is healthier to let her remember in her own time.

<Lady_Samantha> (how about: medicine+int to lower diff of arete for life3+prime2 to repair the damage, (this with a WP and Quint)

<Lady_Samantha> (the WP on the arete with the Quint)

<La_ST> (Sam: How do you want to repair *what* exactly?)

<Rhiannon_D> ("A pill to make you numb, a pill to make you dumb, a pill to make you anybody else.")

<La_ST> (Sam: How much experience do you have with Neurosurgery and related things?)

<Lady_Samantha> the initial scan told me that she has damaged pathways, I was able to effect a temporary fix that 1st time. I figured that since I was familiar with the case, and have the scans to determine the actual damage to the life pattern / prime pattern, I shoul dbe able to repair that damage, restoring her original life pattern.

<La_ST> (But *how*? You are a Scientist, remember...)

<Lady_Samantha> hmm

<Lady_Samantha> (how about a cell sample for DNA to dtermine the original life pattern markers... along with medicine+int to compute the undamaged memory traces and restore that life pattern)

<Lady_Samantha> (possibly using forensics to determine the patterns?

<La_ST> (Hm. You want to repair the DNA?)

<La_ST> (That would reepair the organic and erase all former nerve connections

<La_ST> (After all, you would rebuild the stuff to the birth pattern, and not what was experienced)

<Lady_Samantha> no, I want to restore the damaged pathways using the DNA as a "roadmap" of sorts to understand what the pattern should look like. I figure forensics should help me decipher the changes due to learning/experiences)

<La_ST> (I'm afraid, forensics can't do that that way...)

<Lady_Samantha> (that I could use to rebuild the damaged pathways without causing further damage)

<La_ST> (If you use the DNA pattern, you get the initial setup. The experience isn't organic per se, it is imprinted on it)

<La_ST> (ou can't use life to rebuild life experience)

<Rev_Jones> (completly OOC: you need to do a full neuroscan, possibly using dye or electrical measurements to detirmine brain activity and highlight damaged areas;0

<La_ST> (Well, that is another point there. That's why I asked about the neurosurgery experience)

<Lady_Samantha> we can do that at my clinic

<Rev_Jones> (you can then repair the damage using some fancy technique to do with cellular bonding; remember most nerves are One Cell. They are the longest cells in the body)

<La_ST> (But that would probably erase the memory.)

<Lady_Samantha> my genetic regenerator is designed to do what we need to do

<La_ST> (Working on Life is solely organic)

<La_ST> (How exactly does the genetic regenerator work?)

<Himiko> (As well as possible restoring my original memories and destroying my new ones...)

<Rev_Jones> (Not using hyperscience, but yes there is always a risk of damage. And yes, you would need Mind if using magic)

<Lady_Samantha> hmmm

<Lady_Samantha> (/me doesn't have mind :()

<Lady_Samantha> my skills can repair the damage -- buty she still needs help with the mental aspects

<La_ST> (Well, in that case yopu could only tamper with the organic problems)

<Lady_Samantha> (so I could restoire the physical damage, but she'd still have the amniesia, until a mind specialist could work with her)

<La_ST> (Probably you would even damage her memories beyond repair)

<Himiko> Ehrm, repairing the damage... does that bring a chance of remembering everything?

<Rhiannon_D> (grrrrrr.)

<Bill_Irvine> (*fastens Fix' seatbelt*)

<Rev_Jones> (Agreed. Neural connections are incredibly complex and the top human neuroscientist still doesn't understand how it works; you would need a top neuroHyperscientist)

<Rev_Jones> (actually I am impressed my AI course came in useful...)

<Lady_Samantha> (so she really needs a Psyciatric brain Surgeon (Mind/life))?

<Himiko> Is there any chance that the repairs will bring back the memories?

<La_ST> (Sor of, yes, Sam)

<Rev_Jones> (Sam: yep!)

<La_ST> (Sort)

<Lady_Samantha> maybe we're goping about this incorrectly

<Lady_Samantha> what about a mental specialist to restore the Mind and a sperate healing of the risdual damage by medical Science?

<Himiko> Dr. Smith is there any chance that fixing the damage brings back my memories???

<Lady_Samantha> yes -- but we need to make sure what we do doesn't cause more difficulty

<Himiko> Then don't bother.

<Himiko> I remember enough not to want them back again.

<Lady_Samantha> i was more concerned with the freqent headaches and related problems

<Lady_Samantha> fainting and such

<Himiko> You said that it would pass..

<Lady_Samantha> (ST: what do I find about treating the symtoms? will they lessen on their own?)

Rev_Jones walks over.

<Lady_Samantha> (basically, was this episode due to the flashback / memory or some underlying problem)

<Rev_Jones> I don't know much about modern medicine, but I have found that the human body and mind are often best left to their own devices.

<La_ST> (Sam: Slowly, but they will)

<Rev_Jones> We are very well designed, whoever designed us.

<La_ST> (Okay, I would suggest that someone who might be interested in it suggests to go to the UK now ^_^)

Rhiannon_D chuckles at the Rev's comments.

<Rhiannon_D> (-s)

<Lady_Samantha> (my knowledge tells me that body memories (the sensory part of a tramatic memory) usually go away when the whole memory is retrieved, allowing it to be stored as a normal memory

<Himiko> I feel much better now..

<La_ST> (I'd like to end the session with a nice effect but I need you to be in the UK *g*)

<Lady_Samantha> ok - UK it is

Lady_Samantha loks forward to going home

<Lady_Samantha> looks too

<La_ST> (Someone needs to suggest it - Helga won't)

<Rev_Jones> [I think we can cut to flying over Britain now. I mean, it will happen eventually]

<La_ST> (Or so ^_^)

<David> so what was this about making those detonators?

<Himiko> (and someone wakes up)

<David> why on earth would you do that?

<La_ST> (Okay, we are now in the zep on the way to UK - the chit chat will take place en route)

<Himiko> I... don't remember....

<Rev_Jones> Well, lets take it slowly.

<Rev_Jones> What *do* you remember?

<Lady_Samantha> hmmmm - say could you design a device to jam the trigger fequency?

<Doc_Helga> Well, I would be very interested in that, too

Rhiannon_D wonders a bit, then decides to talk.

<David> that would be possible

<Rhiannon_D> Anna?

<Himiko> If you get a device that can cover the entire inner mantle of the earth... sure...

<Himiko> Then you could probably jam the frequency..

<Rhiannon_D> You said you didn't want your memories to come back?

<Doc_Helga> Hm

<David> you WOULD need to be able to genereed even more amplitude though

<Doc_Helga> One would need to position reflectors at strategic points...

<Himiko> Doesn't work..

<Rev_Jones> Actually, it might be possible to jam the signal just around a single detonator.

<Rev_Jones> But then we would need to find each detonator.

<Himiko> As far as I know the core of the Earth would function as an additional amplifier for the ammount of power that the transmitter generates..

Rhiannon_D sighs, and decides she's better off without recommending a mind-swipe, leaving the others to discuss on their course of action.

<Doc_Helga> Well. I guess the best thing for that would be to find the guys controlling them

<Doc_Helga> They should have one control center for these things

<Himiko> Actually what we are looking for is a device that needs a huge ammount of electrical power and it should look like a reversed satelite dish...

<Doc_Helga> Maybe it is even controlled remotely via some satellite

<Himiko> The area were the thing is placed probably has experienced some earthquakes whenever one of the bombs have been detonated..

<Himiko> not enough power..

<Himiko> satelites..

<Rev_Jones> You might be right. If we can find a bomb in a nearly harmless location, we could force them to trigger it and trace the signal back.

<David> ok so if we scan for the detonating devices we could just disable them?

<David> and then stop the people behind them?

<Doc_Helga> Actually I would just need to run the Surtr into them as long as they are not activated

<Himiko> We can't disable the bombs without finding the trigger device..

<Doc_Helga> In that case my engine would simply eat them up and spit them out as a slab of molten metal

<Rev_Jones> While that may disable them, Helga, we would not be able to stop them producing more.

<Doc_Helga> As I understood it,the problem is when they emit thos seismic waves by some resonator

<Doc_Helga> True

<David> we need to find the dish-shaped transmitters and stop these people

<Doc_Helga> That's why I would like to get the guys controlling them

<Rev_Jones> Are you saying that we could not trace the signal?

<Himiko> It's a pretty clever invention if I say so myself.... I didn't make the device that creates the seismic waves, but I did design the detonator of the device (somewhat proud and ashemed of herself at the same time)

<Himiko> There is no signal.

<Rev_Jones> You had better explain this.

Doc_Helga looks at Himiko in some terrified fascination

<Rhiannon_D> A seismic wave cause by one device activates the next?

<Himiko> it is like a mine...

<David> we could scan for the device that signals your detonator ...

<Himiko> no we can't

<Himiko> The dish is only there to reprogram the mines...

<Rev_Jones> So they simply wait for seismic activity and then explode?

<Rhiannon_D> Anna, do they trigger each other?

<Rhiannon_D> In a chain reaction?

<Himiko> not that I know... or remember.. but it doesn't sound logical.. why risk destroying the world...

<David> do you know how to reprogram the devices?

<Doc_Helga> Hm. If that were the case, there would have been more of them detonated by now

<Himiko> No, I'm don't know the activation keys..

<Rev_Jones> Reprogramming them does sound like a good idea. And while they may trace us, we can trace them.

<Doc_Helga> Maybe we should monitor some seismologically interesting areas...

<Himiko> I just made the detonators...

<Doc_Helga> I don't think *they* have earthships, so they need to bore holes to put the bombs inside the earth

<Rev_Jones> But why bother?

<David> blackmail

<La_ST> (Okay... We are slowly approaching the UK)

<Himiko> I don't know exactly how they work, or how they were placed.. I just remember that I was working on a very heat resistant detonator ....

<David> you can blackmail whole countries this way

<Doc_Helga> So you were working for *them*???

<Doc_Helga> What made you quit?

<Rev_Jones> I still don't understand it. It is ludicrous!

<Himiko> I don't remember..

Himiko looks at her feet..

<Rhiannon_D> Did she even quit?

Lady_Samantha walks over to Himiko

<Lady_Samantha> its ok... you will... give it time

Rhiannon_D suddenly regrets saying that, seeing the 90% match in her own attitude with the one she had to face before.

<Rhiannon_D> Anna, forget I said that.

<Rhiannon_D> Just the fact that you're helping us with the mines, and that you fought those people last time shows, to me atleast, that you're in the right way.

<Himiko> Johnathan Mubuto.....

<Rhiannon_D> Who's that?

<Himiko> A Zairan with whom I worked on the detonator..

<La_ST> Hm.

<Rhiannon_D> the moment we set foot in the UK, we'll try to trace him..

<Himiko> He's some geophysicist.. studied in Belgium...

<Rhiannon_D> Anyone else?

<Doc_Helga> Hm.

Himiko grabs her temples...

<Doc_Helga> I heard that name

Lady_Samantha supports Himiko

<Rev_Jones> (Have I heard of him?)

<Doc_Helga> He published some essays on the Ngongoro crater

<Doc_Helga> (Rev: Maybe. He published some stuff on African geophysics)

<Lady_Samantha> she's bveing triggered by the mememories ... lets try to be careful

<Himiko> Head.... hurts...

<Rev_Jones> Yes I remember, vaguely. I think he expressed some ... interesting ... views.

Doc_Helga frowns

<Doc_Helga> I remember he published quite a lot, and there there was some hiatus of two years or so

<Doc_Helga> And then he started to publish again

Lady_Samantha tries to help with the pain

<Doc_Helga> Some colleagues wondered if he got into some pyroclastic stream or so

<Rev_Jones> I have to say, I lost interest in his nonsense.

<Doc_Helga> It wasn't so much nonsense

<Doc_Helga> Actually there were some pretty interesting things among his essays

<Rev_Jones> Go on...

<La_ST> (Okay. Now reachung UK)

Lady_Samantha thinks it might be best for Himiko to rest

<Doc_Helga> Well, he did some stuff on seismic waves reflecting from the EArth core and several strata of the mantle...

<Himiko> Sorry, need to fly the blimb...

<Doc_Helga> But this was one of his last essays before he didappeared

<Rev_Jones> But we know that all the useful stuff gets absorbed.

<Doc_Helga> His later stuff was pretty maintream

<Doc_Helga> Well, I *heard* he was working on some ...special waves on a rather unusual frequency

<Doc_Helga> But it seems that never got published

<Himiko> I... I... I'm sorry......

Himiko starts looking at her feet again..

<David> I might be able to help with the tracking

<Rhiannon_D> ...for what?

<Rev_Jones> I guess that would fit if he really did find those waves.

<Rev_Jones> Himiko?

<Doc_Helga> I only read about it in one or two mails we exchanged when I inquired on some stuff at his institute

<David> I found Helga after all

Doc_Helga glares at David again

<Doc_Helga> Well, true

David winks

<Doc_Helga> Maybe you can find him indeed then

<Lady_Samantha> (ok - so we reach UK... where to first?)

<David> If I can hop by the headquarters

<La_ST> (WEll, didn't you nag the others to get to the Whitefield masion?)

<David> that is London

<Lady_Samantha> she wants to go home, as well as visit Max

<Rev_Jones> It might be more sensible to park at Sam's place and then split up.

<Rev_Jones> Bill, any chance you could give me ride home?

<Lady_Samantha> (/me place is kinda like Croft Manor -- with additions, Max's is a bit wierd with rare flora)

<La_ST> (Sam - did you give HImiko the coordinates?)

<Lady_Samantha> nods -- to my place

<Rev_Jones> (Croft Manor? You mean it has large, ur, assets?)

<David> (aye she has big assets)

<Lady_Samantha> (Sam is 5 resources)

<La_ST> (OKay...)

<La_ST> (When you get closer to the manor, you notice that Sam's helicopter is standing there)

<Lady_Samantha> what the !!!!!???? !!!!

<Rev_Jones> (Another transformer?)

<Bill_Irvine> I thought we left it behind?

<Doc_Helga> What?

<Rev_Jones> (we did? Was it in the jungle?)

<La_ST> (It disappeared)

<Rhiannon_D> The helicopter...

<Doc_Helga> What helicopter??

Lady_Samantha call the manor ... Lady Sam here... I'm arriving in the Blimp ... please make arrangments for

<Rhiannon_D> ...it shouldn't normally be here.

<La_ST> (Hey. Helga wasn't there *g*)

<Lady_Samantha> (how many folks have we?)

<La_ST> (In the manor?)

<Himiko> (dunno how many you have in your house.. Maxwell has his own place ... more room to do experiments)

<La_ST> (Ask Lord Whitefield ^_^)

<Lady_Samantha> (no I meant in this party so they can provide for you)

<Himiko> (8)

<La_ST> (Well, there are Nathan, Bob, Helga, Rhi, Sam, Himiko, Bill, David and the Rev)

Lady_Samantha continues 8 associates)

<Himiko> (forgot Bob)

<Lady_Samantha> 'sok

<Lady_Samantha> you counted me

<Lady_Samantha> ok - so we what ground on the main lawn?

<Himiko> (Sam: Where are we now... Samantha's place or Maxwell's place?)

<Lady_Samantha> (or did you want to ancor?

<Lady_Samantha> Sam's

<La_ST> (Sam: Ok. Do you usually take your heli to Max's place?)

<Lady_Samantha> I would fly from here, yes

<La_ST> (If yes, then the heli will not be at your place ^_^)

<La_ST> (Ok. Then you haven't seen it yet)

<John_Jones> Don't bother about me, I thought I would show Bill the joys of the Welsh mountains.

<Lady_Samantha> ok

<La_ST> (I thought you are together in one location, sorry)

<Lady_Samantha> we settle the group in rooms, if they choose

<John_Jones> (we are atm ST)

<Lady_Samantha> i telephone Max

<David> (La_ST we still are, we can only split up AFTER we land after all)

<La_ST> (John we are at Sam's Manor)

<La_ST> (David: You = Sam+Max)

<Lady_Samantha> (yoohoo Maxie!!???)

<La_ST> (SAm: There is no reply)

<Lady_Samantha> not even his manservant?

<La_ST> (Max, where is Alfred?)

<John_Jones> Sam, is it ok if we take our leave now?

<Himiko> (Sam: We are at your place....... Maxwell's place is at another place)

<Himiko> (In Wales)

<Lady_Samantha> yes thats true

<Lady_Samantha> and I phoned Max

<Himiko> (about a 3 hours driving)

<Himiko> (oh you phoned Max's place)

<Lady_Samantha> yes

Nick change: Clunk -> _Alfred_

<La_ST> (That's why I asked where Alfred is ATM)

<Lady_Samantha> and wondered why neither of you answered

<_Alfred_> Whitefield Manor, how can I be of assistance?

<_Alfred_> (heavy welsh accent)

<Lady_Samantha> Alfred: This is Samantha... is Max in?

<_Alfred_> Mylady? I told you 15 minutes ago that his Lordship has left on some urgent business..

<Lady_Samantha> (Pardon?? I've not talked you for weeks?)

<Lady_Samantha> hmmmm -- have you SEEN me reciently?

<_Alfred_> Mylady.. perhaps you need to visit one of those new fangled head doctors... because you have just arrived here 15 minutes ago, and currently I am making a pot of tea at your request.

<Lady_Samantha> do keep "ME" busy ... I'll see you soon

<La_ST> (LOL)

<Lady_Samantha> Rhi, I got a problem...

-- To Be Continued --

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