USS Republic

[Capt Rian Kwai 0]

STSF_BluRox -> USS Republic Mission Briefing 51210.15 Two of the teams have recovered their clues and have partially worked through what they should do next. Having broken the statues and finding the model shuttles, has given them the clues as to where they should go next. Now, they have to figure out where on Risa they should go, and why. Additionally, how to get there without blowing their cover. This should be simple for some of them, however, the Robinson’s are on the planetary watch list, and will have to somehow get past the customs scanners. Ayumu in the meanwhile, has just unearthed his clues, and has to figure out what they mean, while hoping to still meet back up with Christina, who has apparently went to ground to hide until things cool down. Meanwhile, the Republic is on it’s way to Minos Korva, to pick up Heather, as she’s failed the test.

August Jax Robinson -> I blame Will

 

Capt Rian Kwai -> ~~~Begin Sim~~~

Capt Rian Kwai -> ~~~Begin Sim~~~

Ayumu Kasuga -> $::unearths her clue box(es) out from the hole she dug it from::

Jameson Bardolph -> & ::returning to his team, boxes in hand::

Capt Rian Kwai -> ::getting ready to depart to pick up Jamieson::

LtCmdrRobinson -> !@#$%^&*() We can't go to Risa, I didn't pack any orange thongs.

Ayumu Kasuga -> $ ::places the box on the floor and begins to open it::

Tory Knight -> & ::sitting with the revived (cardboard cutout) "Mara," sipping on a little water, as she watches "Han" approach::

August Jax Robinson -> !@#$%^&*() ::Smacks Will's arm:: how do we get on Risa without walking through the front door!?

 

STSF_BluRox -> ACTION: A member from one of the independent teams, going on their own, or in two's, shows up at the dig site, right next to Ayumu

 

Ayumu Kasuga -> $ ::sees a shadow approach and quickly turns:: Uhh... can I help you?

Heather Jamieson -> Lt Grey> Hey, what are you digging there... do I know you.. Kasuga?

Ayumu Kasuga -> $ ::Squints:: Lt Grey? That you? Yeah.. it's... its a long story.

LtCmdrRobinson -> !@#$%^&*() We just don’t go through customs.

Heather Jamieson -> $ Lt. John Grey> I thought I'd never get here. :: looks around :: Where are the others on your team?

Ayumu Kasuga -> $ I don't know. One I know got caught and I don't know where the other went. I'm alone. Where's your team?

Jameson Bardolph -> &::whistling absently to himself as he crests a ridge and approaches "Leia" and "Mara"::

STSF_BluRox -> ::turns to Kwai:: I want to get Heather picked up, and the ship put back into our planned route, so we can continue to monitor their progress without them knowing we're shadowing them.

August Jax Robinson -> !@#$%^&*() I am waiting to hear *HOW*

LtCmdrRobinson -> !@#$%^&*() It's Risa, not a super-max security prison.

Ayumu Kasuga -> $ ::opens the box and retrieves her clue(s):: Well, you came at an opportune time, I just picked up my next set of clues. Now I just need to figure out what the heck it is.

Heather Jamieson -> $ Lt. John Grey> Wish I knew. Getting here was rough alone. If I know the others they are right behind me.

LtCmdrRobinson -> !@#$%^&*() Just give me a minute and I will think of something. Something awesome.

August Jax Robinson -> !@#$%^&*() how long until we get there?

Ayumu Kasuga -> $ Oh yes, I can attest to that. I also came here solo.

 

STSF_BluRox -> ACTION: For lack of more clues, perhaps the teams should look at what they have once again

 

LtCmdrRobinson -> !@#$%^&*() Well that depends on the transportation we can arrange and how fast it is.

Ayumu Kasuga -> $ At least you're not green though

Heather Jamieson -> $ Lt. John Grey> :: looks :: Seems I've caught up to you then, but you saved me the digging.

Tory Knight-> & Well, Mr. Hot Shot Pilot, where to next in our grand adventure? ::lopsided grin::

Ayumu Kasuga -> $ Yes, how very manly of you.

August Jax Robinson -> !@#$%^&*() ::Curses:: lets head to the port

Heather Jamieson -> $ Lt. John Grey> It's good work, the color..

Ayumu Kasuga -> $ Yes, I agree. Too bad it was against our will. Again.. a long story....

LtCmdrRobinson -> !@#$%^&*() ::holds up one of the shuttles:: My question is, how did they know I would break the statue?

Heather Jamieson -> :: Meanwhile, Heather waits in silence ::

Capt Rian Kwai -> Aye, Admiral. I'm just about ready to head down to retrieve her. I'll be back shortly.

Ayumu Kasuga -> $I'm sure we'll have time for me to recount our farce of getting here.

August Jax Robinson -> !@#$%^&*() because you are a dropper

STSF_BluRox -> Very good....

LtCmdrRobinson -> !@#$%^&*() Do we have everything? ::looks over all the clues::

Jameson Bardolph -> &You'll never guess, my dear. ::flops down in the shade next to her, tossing her one of the broken figurines with a grand gesture::

Ayumu Kasuga -> $ ::looking over the objects in the box fiddling with them, and turning them over and such, giving them a close and detailed look::

Heather Jamieson -> $ Lt. John Grey> No on has ever accused me of being manly. Mind if I take a look along with?

August Jax Robinson -> !@#$%^&*() yes... '

Ayumu Kasuga -> $ Sure, two heads are better than one. ::hands John another object:

Capt Rian Kwai -> ::heading off to shuttle bay, trying to work on her speech for Jamieson but not sure she can find the words to do so::

Tory Knight -> & Souvenir shopping? ::nodding to the items in his hands::

Jameson Bardolph -> &Something like. ::lopsided grin:: I hear they sell all sorts of interesting stuff on Risa.

August Jax Robinson -> !@#$%^&*() ::Cleans up their stuff:: lets get moving:::

Tory Knight -> & A horgon? ::wry grin::

LtCmdrRobinson -> !@#$%^&*() ::follows his boss lady::

Tory Knight -> & And here I thought a strapping lad such as yourself wouldn't need one.

Heather Jamieson -> $ Lt. John Grey> :: fumbles it in his hands :: Strange clues.

Jameson Bardolph -> &::smirks:: Now look where your mind goes, princess.

Jameson Bardolph -> &Maybe I wanted to buy a t-shirt.

Ayumu Kasuga -> $ Yeah really, what you do make of these? Cuz I've got nothing.

Tory Knight -> & ::rolls eyes, reaching for the container for one of the clues::

Heather Jamieson -> $ Lt. John Grey> Does not seem solid. :: shakes it ::

STSF_BluRox -> If she's really green...I think we make her work that way for awhile

LtCmdrRobinson -> !@#$%^&*() Well what if we find ourselves a transport to Risa and we simply exit the ship right before we get to customs?

Ayumu Kasuga -> $ ::taps hers:: Yeah it sounds hollow.

Ayumu Kasuga -> (lol so evil)

August Jax Robinson -> !@#$%^&*() ::Walks towards the trans-port station::

Tory Knight -> & ::running her fingers over the carvings on the strange box::

Heather Jamieson -> $ Lt. John Grey> :: Squeezes it in his hand ::

Ayumu Kasuga -> $ ::Looks at the carvings on her box and the object hoping to correlate some clues::

Capt Rian Kwai -> ::meeting the security detail, slips into the Piasa and starts the preflight warm up:: (m)I would have thought they'd take longer to get caught. Lost that office pool.

Jameson Bardolph -> &You both up for traveling? With a general destination, we might as well keep moving.

Tory Knight -> & ::tilting her head to the side as she studies the design::

 

STSF_BluRox -> ACTION: Ayumu found some numbers carved into the box, as well as the word Republic on the lid

 

August Jax Robinson -> !@#$%^&*() ;::looks at the box as she flight list pops up::

LtCmdrRobinson -> !@#$%^&*() And by exit I mean at say 15,000 feet or so, with a parachute. I am talking Fun and overly dramatic.

Tory Knight -> & ::standing:: Hm. Yes... and this will tell us *where* on Risa.

Heather Jamieson -> $ Lt. John Grey> :: Still squeezing :: You find anything?

Ayumu Kasuga -> $ Look, John... ::points:: Says "Republic" here.. and these numbers here though.

Jameson Bardolph -> &I guess that's the idea. ::grabs his pack and shoulders it::

Tory Knight -> & ::wry grin, as she can make out some of the inscription, but will have to clean it up some on their next transport::

Jameson Bardolph -> &Trucks back to the shuttle port?

Heather Jamieson -> $ Lt. John Grey> Nice. Surely the next clue. How many numbers?

Ayumu Kasuga -> $ Definitely on the right track. These numbers could be co-ordinates maybe?

August Jax Robinson -> !@#$%^&*() Oh no, not one person will see us parachute in

Tory Knight -> & ::standing, grabbing her pack, and shoving the smaller box into her own pack as she shoulders it:: Unless you'd rather walk?

LtCmdrRobinson -> !@#$%^&*() It's a resort planet? Lots of people skydive there, I am sure.

 

STSF_BluRox -> ACTION: The three teams each find a different number on their cluebox

 

LtCmdrRobinson -> !@#$%^&*() or we could do it at night. That would be neat.

Ayumu Kasuga -> $ You can see here, we have just the one. Not co-ordinates.

Capt Rian Kwai -> +Bridge+ This is Captain Kwai, requesting clearance for departure.

August Jax Robinson -> !@#$%^&*() you find a transport that will let that happen, i'm game ::Crosses her arms::

Jameson Bardolph -> &Not particularly. Especially not when compared to the luxury of bouncing around in a flatbed.

Heather Jamieson -> $ Lt. John Grey> That's too bad. :: Hits the item on something hard on the ground ::

Jameson Bardolph -> ((are you freakin' serious))

STSF_BluRox -> Team Robinson: 246, Team Castle: 326 and Team Green: 119

Ayumu Kasuga -> $ Now I'm at a disadvantage with being green and all.

Ayumu Kasuga -> 119. I wonder what that could mean. ::glances at John bashing the object on the floor:: Mind your fingers.

Heather Jamieson -> $ Lt. John Grey> Really?

Jameson Bardolph -> ((team castle? :P ))

Heather Jamieson -> $ Lt. John Grey> Yeah.. got the other one cut a bit.

STSF_BluRox -> (you prefer Barcode?)

Ayumu Kasuga -> $ Yeah...

Capt Rian Kwai -> ((That means Jameson you must be ruggedly handsome))

Jameson Bardolph -> (( lol ))

Tory Knight -> (( ROFL ))

Jameson Bardolph -> ((I try. ;) ))

August Jax Robinson -> !@#$%^&*() ::Goes to talk with a few transport CO's While Will..... does something helpful::

STSF_BluRox -> (Best not do that around Jax near her Husband!)

Heather Jamieson -> $ Lt. John Grey> Did that butterfingers Jamieson turn you green?

STSF_BluRox -> (He's already got your number buddy)

August Jax Robinson -> {{Hi Bardolph ;) }}

Jameson Bardolph -> {{Hi. :) }}

Capt Rian Kwai -> ::takes off on the shuttle and, by GM magic, arrives on the base to come pick up her supposedly green crew member::

Jameson Bardolph -> &::moving back towards the truck convoy, looking thoughtful::

Ayumu Kasuga -> $ Hah, I wish. No, you see what happened was that we were trying to get a ride here at SB 214... little did we know, the people spiked our drinks and knocked us out. Next thing I remember, we're in mysterious room somewhere with dark green skin like this.

Heather Jamieson -> :: Heather remains silent, thinking hard ::

Tory Knight -> & Credit for them? ::climbing into the back of one of the town-bound trucks::

Ayumu Kasuga -> $ This pigment seems to be very good. I'm probably going to need a Federation sickbay or something like that to get rid of this color.

Heather Jamieson -> $ Lt. John Grey> Really.. it won't rub off, not that you've had time to.

Ayumu Kasuga -> $ No dice.

Jameson Bardolph -> &Just wondering about that number on the box. Mean anything to you?

August Jax Robinson -> !@#$%^&*() ::Making some deals with a ship Captain:::

Heather Jamieson -> $ Lt. John Grey> I'm sure the doc can fix you up no time.

Ayumu Kasuga -> $ This long cloak does an okay job at hiding my face, but I don't know how I'll pass customs.

Tory Knight -> & ::shakes her head:: Certainly nothing that leaps out.

 

STSF_BluRox -> ::While Kwai is dealing with Heather, pulls up the next phase of the mission, and makes sure that the next location is all ready and set up for the teams::

 

August Jax Robinson -> !@#$%^&*() ::Hair flipping helps::

Capt Rian Kwai -> ::looking at station security there to meet her when she arrives:: Oh spite. ::sighs:: C'mon boys and girls, let's go pick up our delinquent. ::exits the Piasa::

Heather Jamieson -> $ Lt. John Grey> :: Still hitting that object on a rock ::

Ayumu Kasuga -> $Seems to be more solid than you thought.

Jameson Bardolph -> &Hrm. Well, we'll just have to wait for brilliance to strike, I guess. ::hunkers down in the truck bed, making himself as comfortable as possible::

August Jax Robinson -> !@#$%^&*() ::waves Will over::

Heather Jamieson -> $ Lt. John Grey> Well, I think a wet noodle could beat me in a wrestling match..

Tory Knight -> & ::pursing her lips:: Three statues: a unicorn, a minotaur, and a satyr.

Ayumu Kasuga -> $ Hah hah.

Jameson Bardolph -> &Shuttles. ::frowns:: I think.

Tory Knight -> & ::raises brows:: Shuttles?

LtCmdrRobinson -> !@#$%^&*() ::steps up:: And?

August Jax Robinson -> !@#$%^&*() lets go, we got a ride

STSF_BluRox -> ::makes sure that the appropriate amount of credits have been transferred to cover the incidentals of what was coming up next::

Jameson Bardolph -> &Republic shuttles, neh? And that inscription...::gestures at the box:: the yacht. ::pushes himself up on his elbows and looks at her:: The question is. Why?

Heather Jamieson -> :: Heather tried to think of any medication techniques, but found it hard to concentrate ::

Heather Jamieson -> (even meditation)

Ayumu Kasuga -> $ ::thinking, looking at the box and the objects again:: It's not a co-ordinate but it is probably something to do to where to go next. It could be a docking port, or a highway exit?

August Jax Robinson -> !@#$%^&*() ::Follows an older Captain, waves Willma along::

Capt Rian Kwai -> ::entering the security building and led to Jamieson's cell, stands in front of it with her arms folded and scowling down at her green crewmen::

Heather Jamieson -> :: Looks up :: Captain.

Jameson Bardolph -> &::bounces along as the trucks head back to the city center where they got the textiles clue::

LtCmdrRobinson -> !@#$%^&*() ::still following his Wife, also known as the Woman Who Flirts With Every Ship Captain In This Sector®::

Capt Rian Kwai -> Cadet. ::emphasis on the rank, scowl::

Heather Jamieson -> :: stands ::

Capt Rian Kwai -> Tell me one reason why I shouldn't leave you here?

Heather Jamieson -> I have no reason for you not to Sir.

Capt Rian Kwai -> Okay then, ::turns and heads to the door::

Ayumu Kasuga -> $ No luck with that so far? ::tries breaking her object as well::

STSF_BluRox -> (Toss him in the pit with the Saarlac))

Tory Knight -> & ::the time on the trip back seems to pass quicker, her mind occupied with puzzles and permutations::

Jameson Bardolph -> &::rides along back to the city center; half-dozing, eyes half-open watching Tory thinking::

Ayumu Kasuga -> $ ::shrugs:: It was worth a try. ::looks at the object:: What is it suppose to be anyway?

Heather Jamieson -> $ Lt. John Grey> Unless the objects mean something when taken as a whole.. :: sits his down ::

Ayumu Kasuga -> $::slides her object next to John's::

August Jax Robinson -> !@#$%^&*() (w) John-Paul has agreed to bring us to Risa, in trade I will fix some of his gear

Tory Knight -> & ::the truck skids to a halt, stirring up dust, even as others begin hopping out of the back::

Tory Knight -> & ::looking to her two partners in crime, begins to stand and hop out of the back herself::

Jameson Bardolph -> &::makes an agile leap off the back of the truck bed; offers a hand to the other two but sees they have already disembarked::

Tory Knight -> & ::readjusting her pack, heading toward the spaceport::

 

Heather Jamieson -> Captain. I will request an immediate transfer off of the Republic. I've disappointed you and Admiral BluRox too many times.

Jameson Bardolph -> &::hearing the noise of the spaceport as they walk back towards it::

Heather Jamieson -> $ Lt. John Grey> How many objects, other than the box, total?

Jameson Bardolph -> &::thoughtfully:: Bout time to use that lat we brought with us, I guess. Unless we want to play stowaway...

Ayumu Kasuga -> $Three(?) in total. I've no idea what any of them are/

Jameson Bardolph -> &Starport deckhand> ::falls into step behind the & team casually::

Tory Knight -> & ::nods:: I wonder what the going price is for smuggling... er, transporting passengers to Risa?

Heather Jamieson -> $ Lt. John Grey> Almost seem toy-like... not my toys of childhood mind you.

Capt Rian Kwai -> ::turning on her heels:: Seriously? I don't think so. You're not getting off that easily. ::giving him that "oh no you didn't" glare::

August Jax Robinson -> !@#$%^&*() ::Waits on WILL::

Ayumu Kasuga -> $ They do. They seem to be like those little trinkets your grandmother might display on her mantle.

Jameson Bardolph -> &::wryly:: Better hope it's not more than a bar of...::trails off, looking over his shoulder, noting they've acquired a tail of some sort::

Tory Knight -> & ::maintaining her focus ahead, but nods slightly, surreptitiously::

STSF_BluRox -> ::trying to figure out a way that she might be able to join them, but really doesn't see how it will work out. Then again, there was always the holodeck::

Heather Jamieson -> $ Lt. John Grey> My aunt has those and mints... lots of mints.

STSF_BluRox -> ::or even better, park the ship in a quiet, quiet place....and take a very long nap::

LtCmdrRobinson -> !@#$%^&*() ::catches up with the wife::

August Jax Robinson -> !@#$%^&*() ::Follows the old captain::

Jameson Bardolph -> &Deckhand> ::sidles up so he's walking even with & team; speaking sort of low but casual:: Hey. You come in on the Skoll, yeah? Harmon's boy? Solo?

Jameson Bardolph -> &::the above mostly to Bardolph, but glancing at the other two as well::

Heather Jamieson -> No apology can make up for what a disappointment I've been, especially on this mission. I endanger my team by my capture and the entire operation. My fate is in your hands.

Tory Knight -> & ::casually noting the deckhand, keeping it low key::

Tory Knight -> & ::and keeping an ear open to the conversation::

Jameson Bardolph -> &Might be I am. Who's asking?

August Jax Robinson -> !@#$%^&*() John-Paul> ::Points at his ship, poorly dress Captain with a top of the line, just out of space dock ship::

Heather Jamieson -> $ Lt. John Grey> I did not think I'd get this far... Hmm, this must be a polymer. :: bonks two of the objects together ::

Jameson Bardolph -> &Deckhand> ::grins:: Harmon left a message for you. Said if that hum in the engine kept you from lifting off, you could check out bay 94 and pay her back later.

LtCmdrRobinson -> !@#$%^&*() This feels like the beginning of a cheap horror movie.

Heather Jamieson -> :: Heather could feel the life draining from her, what little left now ::

Tory Knight -> & ::looking to Bardolph with a slightly quirked brow::

Capt Rian Kwai -> You bet your bologna it is. ::motioning to the security officer to open the cell:: Your restricted to quarters until informed otherwise. And I hope to the joined gods that medical can get that green crude off your skin. ::motions for Heather to step right up to be flanked by the Rep security team::

August Jax Robinson -> !@#$%^&*() John-Paul> ::At least it looks like that on the outside... inside it looks like an old tow ship;;

Heather Jamieson -> $ Lt. John Grey> Do you think this set of clues leads us to somewhere else on this planet or off? I'm not making this a vacation spot.

Heather Jamieson -> Heather> Yes sir. :: steps up ::

Ayumu Kasuga -> $ ::Looks in the box again and finds a small piece of paper crumbled in the corner:: What 's this? ::unrolls the paper:: "Onza". Hmm... the Admiral's yacht is called that.

Jameson Bardolph -> &Well, that was nice of her. ::gives Tory a sideways look and nods at the deckhand:: Thanks.

Ayumu Kasuga -> $ Ahh... so stupid.. "Republic" was written on the box.

Jameson Bardolph -> &Deckhand> ::hangs around for a moment, then scuttles off when it becomes obvious no tip is forthcoming::

Tory Knight -> & Hm. You missed tipping the bellboy, love.

Capt Rian Kwai -> Back to the shuttle then back to the Republic. Go. ::motions to the security officers to precede her:: Now.

Tory Knight -> & ::heading down the way to bay 94::

August Jax Robinson -> !@#$%^&*() ::Pulls the hatch closed, then reopens and slams it shut,... stumbles::

Ayumu Kasuga -> $ That’s a unicorn, a minotaur and I still don't know what that other thing is but If I know our shuttles, that must be a satyr

 

 

STSF_BluRox -> ACTION: Heather and Kwai are on way back to Republic, Team Castle and Team Robinson have both acquired rides to their next intended destination....... and Ayumu had just had an epiphany....

 

Ayumu Kasuga -> $ I think we must find a way off this planet again....

LtCmdrRobinson -> !@#$%^&*() ::catches her::

Heather Jamieson -> $ Lt. John Grey> My sister had those... the unicorn.

Jameson Bardolph -> &Tory> "Love," if you want me to spend our one piece of currency on the bellboy, we may not get very far. ::dryly::

Heather Jamieson -> $ Lt. John Grey> You'll get no argument from me.,

Ayumu Kasuga -> $ Hmm. If I didn't find that piece of paper in there, I'd have probably never have gotten it.

Tory Knight -> & ::chuckles::

Ayumu Kasuga -> $ but that might be hard with me being green

August Jax Robinson -> !@#$%^&*() Thanks.... I can fix that

Tory Knight -> & I never said I was a cheap date...

Ayumu Kasuga -> $ need to find a way to disguise my disguise

STSF_BluRox -> (I was going to type Pause Sim, but had to come back with a Wow on that one!)

Jameson Bardolph -> &::follows Tory into docking by 94 and sees the "present" from Harmon -- a very small but serviceable shuttle formerly belonging to the freighter that brought them here::

August Jax Robinson -> !@#$%^&*() (w) this guy is going to let us jump out before he docks

Heather Jamieson -> $ Lt. John Grey> Why, what happened?

August Jax Robinson -> !@#$%^&*() in the water ::winks:::

Jameson Bardolph -> &::absently, in a low voice, with a grin sideways to her:: Try me when we're not on a limited budget.

Tory Knight -> & ::wry grin::

STSF_BluRox -> PAUSE SIM

STSF_BluRox -> PAUSE SIM

Ayumu Kasuga -> ::paused::

August Jax Robinson -> :::Paused::

Jameson Bardolph -> ::PAWSORS::

STSF_BluRox -> Wow you two..I almost hated to pause that one.....

STSF_BluRox -> I was having too much fun just watching them

Jameson Bardolph -> Which two?

STSF_BluRox -> Not saying!!

STSF_BluRox -> lol

Capt Rian Kwai -> I was having fun watching everyone

August Jax Robinson -> I was an angel tonight

August Jax Robinson -> <= is confused for Mother Theresa all the time

Heather Jamieson -> :: cough ::

STSF_BluRox -> I bet someone's going to be painting the new brig.......

Ayumu Kasuga -> ...again.

August Jax Robinson -> not iti!

Heather Jamieson -> Green perhaps?

LtCmdrRobinson -> Heather can paint it all

Ayumu Kasuga -> Poor Heather :(

Capt Rian Kwai -> Okay guys, I need to head to bed.

August Jax Robinson -> nite everyone!!

STSF_BluRox -> Ok,you guys go to bed!! Crew dismissed

STSF_BluRox -> Don't drown Jax

Ayumu Kasuga -> Goodnight, folks!

LtCmdrRobinson -> night folks, and wife®

August Jax Robinson -> nite Hubs

STSF_BluRox -> See ya'll next week...as you start getting to Risa

Capt Rian Kwai -> Night all!

STSF_BluRox -> Night!