<> <> (... Mom JUST called for dinner) (... go eat. ^_^; Take your time, nothing big happening.) <> <> (Cham is out being a moron.) <> <> (we still in the ship up in orbit?) (Yup.) * Tim is sitting in the common room, watching morning news on the television. If he weren't occasionally blinking, he'd seem quite dead. <> * Chako mutters and wanders out of her room, with wet (though certaintly not dripping) hair. She looks angry. "Isis and her sword. Some of us need exercise, and this place is lousy for anything else good." * Charlie 's got a DunnoBreakfast item in hand.. he snaps his finger by Tim's ear "You alive there?" * Charlie grins (What's on tv?.. not that Tim's paying attention.) * Tim sits perfectly still for about five seconds, then blinks in reaction. "Uh? ...dunno. Maybe." <> * Tim takes his pulse. "...Yeah, 'm alive. Well, some of me is, anyway." <> "He's alive enough to snore in his sleep, that much is sure." * Tim blinks, looking confused. "I was asleep? Damn." Guys are always that alive. "During some of Vernon's rather droll recitation, yes." "Good morning Charlie, Chako. Nice to meet you, finally." * Chako stops walking for a second, then looks for the source of the voice. "If ya say so, lady." * Charlie peers at the screen "Hiya." Oh. That explains a bit. <> Oh, right. Charlie, Chako, meed Mrs. Rondure. She's our new best friend. <> * Tim yawns. Rondure, hmm? * Chako eyes the woman. "Wasn't that the name'a that informant?" She shakes her hair out, and ties it back with her left hand. "Why, yes, yes it was." <> * Tim chuckles. * Charlie takes a bite of his DunnoBreakfast Item. "Same one?" * Tim nods. This ends up leaving his head tilted all the way back. <> "They activated me for a test run and used data on you and then on my eventual mass production as test data. I can't say I cared for the plan, so you became my erstwhile rescuers." <> * Chako starts looking for a part of the spaceship which doesn't seeem too hard. "At least ya didn't sit there. Pretty assertive. Not the geeks' type at all." She thumbs towards Tim, and continues looking. * Tim might be insulted if he had the energy for it. <> ("Couches - too unwieldy. Tim - Too skooshy. Charlie - Might fight back. Cantaloupe!") ( Oh, I'm sure she could beat the crap out of Tim right now without him ever knowing. ) (Tim's problem wasn't that he'd object. ;P) * Charlie changes the channel.. to anything else. "After Vernon and Tim recited your glorious misdeeds to me, I engaged myself with reading all the documentation I've been able to find aboard ship." "Tim has promised me a landline connection at some point. I'm starting to get awfully bored." <> * Tim may be asleep again. * Chako picks up the cantaloupe, with a u. "Well, that'd take something like landin', wouldn't it?" She starts 'boxing' the cantaluope, which is to say, punching it up in a juggling fashion. * Charlie changes it again and eats some more. "It would, but they wanted to wait to get a group decision. And for you all to meet me, first. I'm fairly flattered." <> <> * Chako eyes her, and continues boxing the cantaloupe. "Flattered?" * Charlie gives up. Seems 'safe' for now.. He watches Chako box the mellon instead. "Well, it's only my twentieth hour of total uptime, and it's kind of like being a celebrity." Ah. Well, ya shouldn't get used to it, I dun think. You'll probably have to do the same thing the Cube does and lay low. * Chako boxes. * Charlie nods. * Tim snores lightly. "It's far too easy to avoid his paltry searches. I've already got travel plans and itineraries ready to backdate to account for your absence at the base." You think someone could find you if you started accessing stuff on the ground? "They could, but not if I was smart about the process." * Chako snorts. "I didn't mean hidin' from the block'ead, I meant hidin' from everyone else. Can't be a celebrity if nobody's allowed to see ya." "Ah, I suppose you're right." * Chako catches the cantaloupe and frowns. "Stupid melon doesn't do it." She tosses ot back near where it came from. <> <> * Charlie eyes the bird. * Tim remains asleep. With his head tilted back. And his mouth open. <> * Chako looks around, and runs her hand through her hair. "Damn Isis and her sword." * Taluun`tzo enters the ship and manages to cram himself back inside. His suit dissolves around him once he's sure he's safely inside. "What's this about Isis's sword?" That can't be safe.. *he just watches* * Chako whirls on Taluun'tzo and stares at him. "She cut up my damn punchin' bag, remember? How'm I supposed to work out some good ol' fashioned early morning aggression without somethin' ta punch?" <> * Taluun`tzo shrugs. "You could try punching the wall." * Tim sits there a second, then suddenly jumps out of his seat. "WooWOOheyguyswhat'sthestorywheredowegowhatdowedoHOWDOWEWIN?!!" * Chako looks over at Tim, and thumbs. "I could lay him out, too." * Charlie chuckles. "That must be some good coffee." Need me to hold him still? <> "Ah, the Sleythin! A true pleasure to finally meet one of you!" Nah, you can talk to Roundy. I'll handle it. * Tim blinks. "Yow." * Taluun`tzo looks over at Mrs. Rondure. "Oh, hello. May your water be clear... Who may you be?" * Tim turns and eyes Lenin. "...did you brew that yourself?" "Why, I'm your newest friend, and hopefully your best ally. You may call me Mrs. Rondure. The Sphere sounds so pretentious." <> * Taluun`tzo nods and lets out a whispy sound. "Good to meet you, then. I'm Taluun'tzo, as one of my teammates may have already mentioned." Wow. I'll have ta get that recepie out of you sometime. "Oh, I know all about you. ATC recieved quite the dossier on you from the Egg." <> * Chako grins. "Well, you're up on me, then. Nobody told me a damn thing about him." She goes over to find a couch, and hops onto it. "Well, I hope that should be my job. All the information too tedious for you to handle.>> (->>+") How kind of them. I hope they didn't exaggerate the details too much. "Don't really know. Not much info I can get at about you sleythin yet." * Taluun`tzo sits down in the (for him) cramped quarters. "Is there anything you think I'd know that you'd want to know, then?" "Well, I'm sure I'll have time to ask you later." * Tim gets some more coffee. (Bleh. This, she is not going so well. You guys wanna call it a game, get on with the plot later?) (Either way.. I can't think of much to do/say either though.) (Yeah. Not enough killing. Where is the endless wave of bugs?") (I WANT TO KILL STUFF!) <>