Conquering the Stars: Order
Part 1: Terror
[16:29] * Demonic_Gerbil is now known as Gee-Emm
[16:30] * mattw is now known as Shara_Lanator
[16:31] * Newbie_X is now known as Mithras
[16:31] <Gee-Emm> Ah, our loyal 'heroes' are assembled.
[16:32] <Mithras> !seen Aldante_Fax
[16:32] <Highwind> Mithras, I found 5 matches to your query: Mixmaster_Blackbox, Aldante_Fax, Aru`Momo, Groin`Pain, Aru`Momo|[Marcusbot]. Mixmaster_Blackbox (badrach@ip68-99-198-52.ph.ph.cox.net) was last seen quitting #aria 4 days 12 minutes ago (29.12. 04:17) stating "Ping timeout" after spending some time there.
[16:33] <Gee-Emm> So, Mithras is milling around waiting on Shara and the freaktrain, who at last check had been directed by the dice into a Semi-truck driven by a mandman who thinks it's an aerospace fighter that's capable of blasting his enemies from the road.
[16:33] <Mithras> (( ...huh. How about that. ))
[16:34] <Gee-Emm> ((Sorry I'm slow. Headache.))
[16:34] <Mithras> (( S'alright. After the hiatus, we would need easzed in. ))
[16:34] <Mithras> (( *eazed ))
[16:35] <Mithras> (( ...you know what I mean. ))
[16:36] <Gee-Emm> Where was I before my Hamster acted cute... oh yeah. The truck.
[16:37] <Gee-Emm> The driver is a 30-something dwarf male, stocky build, flaming red hair and beard.
[16:39] <Gee-Emm> He shouts "Arr!" at random intervals and makes 'laser' noises as he passes other vehicles.
[16:39] <Gee-Emm> (un)Fortunately for Shara, he stopped to pick her up and she blacked out and drove that dude's car into an all too conveniently placed boulder.
[16:40] <Gee-Emm> Aru and your vegetative CO are stacked up in the back of the trucker's sleeper cab.
[16:40] <Gee-Emm> All is well, and Arise is in sight - but so is a police blockade randomly searching vehicles.
[16:41] <Gee-Emm> So, Ms. Lanator, how does that make you feel?
[16:41] <Gee-Emm> <Trucker> "Arr!" "zap zap!" "Arr!"
[16:41] <Shara_Lanator> ((Not very good. I'm I still blacked out?))
[16:42] <Gee-Emm> Nope, you're wide awake, listening to the "Arr"s and "zap"s.
[16:43] * Shara_Lanator pokes the truck driver. "How are we going to get through that?"
[16:43] <Gee-Emm> <Trucker> "Lasers."
[16:44] <Shara_Lanator> "Um, OK, but what if the lasers don't work?"
[16:44] <Gee-Emm> "Then we, Arr!, stop. My paperwork is in order."
[16:45] <Shara_Lanator> "Ok, well, ours isn't, so to speak."
[16:46] <Gee-Emm> "Then you'd better hope the lasers work. zapzapzap!"
[16:47] <Shara_Lanator> "Whatever you say."
[16:47] * Shara_Lanator looks around for a seatbelt or whatever protective restraints to secure herself.
[16:47] <Gee-Emm> Well, if you're going to do anything, better do it now while the truck still has about a kilometer of distance between it and the blockade.
[16:49] * Shara_Lanator straps herself in with whatever is available.
[16:49] <Gee-Emm> Okay then, it's gonna be a bumpy ride.
[16:51] <Gee-Emm> * Trucker flips a switch on his dashboard and the truck's hood opens up to reveal a giant laser. Judging by the way it's built, it was intended to be a man-portable device, but it's quite large and has all kinds of tubes and fiddly bits sticking into and out of it.
[16:52] <Shara_Lanator> "..."
[16:52] <Gee-Emm> * Laser emits an ominous hum.
[16:53] <Shara_Lanator> "..."
[16:53] <Gee-Emm> About five seconds before the truck hits the blockade, Trucker hits another switch and the laser opens up with a burst of searing energy. Where just a second before there had been a number of police cars, there is now an exploding field of debris.
[16:55] <Gee-Emm> * Trucker drives his rig right through it, rolls down his window and drops a small card off, "Union card. It's in the charter." He then barrels into Arise, no sign of police pursuit.
[16:56] <Shara_Lanator> "Nice union."
[16:56] <Gee-Emm> <Trucker> "No truckers, no freight. No freight, no civilization."
[16:56] <Gee-Emm> <Trucker> "Where'd you and your friends, Arr!, want to get dropped off again?"
[16:57] <Shara_Lanator> "At the stadium."
[16:57] <Gee-Emm> ((And once again, we see how screwed up a planet run by the mob is. :p))
[16:58] <Gee-Emm> There are several more "Arr!"s and "zap"s during the trip, but finally, around 4 in the morning you, Aru, and Corporal Vegetable get dropped off at the stadium.
[16:59] <Mithras> (( Corporal? He got demoted? :p ))
[16:59] <Gee-Emm> ((It sounded better than Lance Vegetable.))
[16:59] <Mithras> (( Point. ))
[16:59] <Gee-Emm> ((Be glad I didn't call him Captain Vegetable, that was the first thing I typed. :p))
[17:00] <Gee-Emm> So, Mithras, it's 4 AM, what the hell are you doing?
[17:00] <Shara_Lanator> "Thanks for the ride."
[17:00] * Mithras has just about finished resting, and is currently in the locker room practicing some evasive fighting stances.
[17:01] <Gee-Emm> With one last "Arr!" the Trucker drives his rig off, bits of smooshed, burned cop still stuck to his wheels.
[17:01] * Mithras is waiting for the others to get there before trying to sign up for events.
[17:02] * Shara_Lanator heads in towards the locker room, dragging the two others with her.
[17:02] <Gee-Emm> !roll 1d100
[17:02] <Highwind> Gee-Emm - 1d100: 46 ( Total: 46 )
[17:02] <Gee-Emm> Behold, Shara makes it to the locker room unmolested!
[17:03] * Mithras still has a bit of blood on his pants from the gunshot wound.
[17:05] * Shara_Lanator looks at the blood. "You all right?"
[17:05] * Mithras stops practicing when he hears Shara.
[17:05] <Mithras> "I got healed, but that's not the important bit."
[17:06] <Mithras> "Apparently, there's a sniper out there who wants me dead. I got lucky with this wound."
[17:07] <Mithras> "Probably not a one-time thing, either- I don't know many people from the ghetto with high-powered weapons like that."
[17:07] <Shara_Lanator> "Not suprising that you're getting shot at though, mob's probably none too happy with all the trouble we're causing."
[17:07] <Mithras> "Not to mention the police."
[17:07] <Shara_Lanator> "I got lucky and found a trucker that helped a bit with the police problem."
[17:08] <Mithras> "Yeah, that is pretty lucky. We need all the help we can get with them."
[17:09] <Mithras> "In any case, we still have a mission. How are the CO and Aru doing?"
[17:10] <Shara_Lanator> "Out cold. No change."
[17:10] <Mithras> "I see."
[17:10] <Mithras> (( BRB. ))
[17:11] <Gee-Emm> * Aru takes this moment to wake up just long enough to spew out yet more motor oil/alchohol/bile.
[17:12] <Mithras> (( Back. More company stopped by, but I should be able to continue. ))
[17:13] <Mithras> "Hopefully, the brass have managed to give the new information to the tournament people, so we can sign up for our own competitions."
[17:14] * Mithras checks the schedule.
[17:14] <Shara_Lanator> "I guess it all depends on how much red tape they had to go through."
[17:14] <Mithras> "Looks like... magic and skills competitions, next."
[17:15] <Mithras> "Yeah. ...although it looks like we're going to have tomorrow off, too, since the people who know magic or technology are out cold."
[17:15] <Mithras> "So we probably have time."
[17:15] <Shara_Lanator> "Good, good."
[17:16] <Mithras> "That leaves getting you your new ID and maybe rank, and the rest of that junk to sort out."
[17:16] <Gee-Emm> If you care to notice, the big hole in the ceiling that used to be in the locker room has been patched up now.
[17:18] * Mithras doesn't really notice it.
[17:18] * Shara_Lanator notices it, but doesn't pay much attention to it.
[17:20] <Mithras> "...I might as well check to see if the people running this thing have the stuff sorted out, then. Keep an eye out: we don't know what else could happen."
[17:21] <Shara_Lanator> "All right, I'll stay here with the sleepy-heads."
[17:21] <Gee-Emm> * Aru scratches his nuts.
[17:21] <Mithras> "Sounds good."
[17:22] <Mithras> "...does he ever not do that?"
[17:23] <Shara_Lanator> "Guess not. Hope he's just extra sweaty there."
[17:23] <Mithras> "..."
[17:23] * Mithras shrugs and heads off for the administrative/signup offices.
[17:24] * Teucer[Sleep] is now known as Teucer
[17:24] <Mithras> (( We really need more people for dialogue. ))
[17:25] <Gee-Emm> It takes some work to find them, they've apparently been moved for the third time since midnight, but you track them down soon enough.
[17:25] <Mithras> . o O ( Why the hell do these guys keep moving, anyway? )
[17:27] <Gee-Emm> As you're about to knock on the door, you find it knocking into you, rather forcefully I might add. It comes clean off its hinges and is propelled, carrying you, into the wall across the hall from it by a moderate concussive wave. A small bomb perhaps.
[17:27] * Mithras goes up to th-
[17:27] <Mithras> "Dammit!"
[17:28] * Mithras immediately gets back up and looks for survivors.
[17:29] <Mithras> "What just happened?!"
[17:29] <Mithras> "Is anyone still alive in here?"
[17:29] <Gee-Emm> There's not much left in there. The bomb must have been filled with ball bearings or the like, because small metal fragments are embedded in everything... and everyone.
[17:29] <Mithras> "...shit!"
[17:29] <Gee-Emm> Sadly they hadn't finished moving any of their furniture over, so there was no real cover in the room. just boxes and cabinets against the walls.
[17:30] * Mithras does a quick look to make sure nobody can be helped, then goes running for Security.
[17:31] <Gee-Emm> It's a good thing you did make that quick look, because one person in the back, laying next to a partially open cabinet door, is still twitching.
[17:31] * Mithras goes up to the person and checks if he can be moved.
[17:32] <Mithras> "Can you hear me?"
[17:32] <Gee-Emm> The person, on closer inspection, turned out to be a matango whose features were initially in shadow. It's actually that same one you harassed the other day with Serigo in tow.
[17:33] <Mithras> "...shit. SHIT!"
[17:33] <Gee-Emm> It has a glazed look over its eyes and the wounds, primarily in its legs, ooze indescribable, and were you actually from Kolp blasphemous, fluids.
[17:33] * Mithras immediately grabs a tonic and pours half of it into the worst wounds and forces him to drink the other half.
[17:34] * Mithras also checks to make sure he isn't being watched.
[17:34] <Gee-Emm> The wounds bubble and sizzle, but the Matango stays quite out of it. It's likely that its species' version of shock has set in.
[17:34] <Mithras> "..."
[17:35] * Mithras immediately rushes for Security and Medical, whichever is closer first.
[17:35] <Mithras> (( Nothing I can do right now... he needs better help than I can give. ))
[17:35] <Mithras> (( Er, that was supposed to be a thought. ))
[17:36] <Gee-Emm> Security is, of course, closer, as they're already outside the door preparing to burst into the scene with weapons drawn when you come running out.
[17:36] <Mithras> "A bomb just went off in there, and we have wounded!"
[17:36] <Gee-Emm> "Freeze scumbag!" "Terroristo!"
[17:37] <Gee-Emm> They all train their weapons on you, one almost shoots when you start talking.
[17:37] <Mithras> "...I'm not a fucking TERRORIST!"
[17:37] * Mithras nearly spits out that last word.
[17:37] <Mithras> "I was checking om my team's status when the room exploded. We need medics there, NOW!"
[17:38] * Mithras keeps his hands away from his weapons, for now.
[17:38] <Gee-Emm> One of them sneezes, and another one reacts to it by being startled into pulling the trigger on his weapon. There's a nice sizzling hole in the wall next to you.
[17:39] * Mithras almost draws his weapon, but he's outnumbered and outgunned. Drawing now would be suicide.
[17:39] * Mithras keeps his hands away from his gun.
[17:40] <Mithras> "The longer we piss around here, the closer the people in there come to death. We. Need. To. MOVE!"
[17:40] <Gee-Emm> One of the other guards, walks over and pistol whips the idiot with the hair trigger.
[17:40] <Gee-Emm> <Bossman> "Get out of here Imperial, med teams are on the way."
[17:40] <Mithras> "Right."
[17:41] <Gee-Emm> He then mumbles something about stupid competitors getting in the way.
[17:41] * Mithras gets out of the way.
[17:42] * Mithras keeps going, actually, to make sure he doesn't accidentally see the Matango.
[17:43] <Gee-Emm> Well, so much for that attempt to deal with a beauracracy.
[17:43] * Mithras gets back to the locker room.
[17:43] <Mithras> "Son of a bitch! Why can't stuff go peacefully for once?"
[17:44] <Shara_Lanator> "What happened now?"
[17:44] <Mithras> "Terrorists. Fucking terrorists bombed the administrators."
[17:45] * Mithras sits down on a nearby bench.
[17:45] <Mithras> "Right when I got there, too."
[17:45] <Shara_Lanator> "Damn."
[17:46] <Mithras> "There was at least one person who survived, but Security is there now. Nothing else we can do."
[17:48] * Mithras just realized something.
[17:48] <Mithras> "Shara, I need to talk to you. Elsewhere."
[17:48] * Mithras glances toward the other two unconscious team members.
[17:48] <Shara_Lanator> "Ok, where to?"
[17:49] * Mithras starts talking low. "Someplace beyond where the other two could hear us."
[17:50] <Gee-Emm> ((How about the backseat of a stolen car, baby?))
[17:50] <Mithras> (( Heh. ))
[17:50] * Shara_Lanator whispers "ok, lead on."
[17:50] <Mithras> "Maybe the showers could garble our speech enough..."
[17:51] * Mithras goes to the showers, turns them on, and walks into the area. Fully clothed.
[17:51] <Gee-Emm> * Aru scratches his nuts again.
[17:52] * Mithras then waits for Shara, meanwhile checking if the showers are making a lot of noise.
[17:52] * Shara_Lanator follows, eyeing the others.
[17:53] <Mithras> (( I assume the showers are nice and loud? ))
[17:53] <Gee-Emm> The showers are loud while you're in them, but the room is built in such a way that sound doesn't propagate too loudly into the main locker room.
[17:54] * Mithras continues talking just loud enough to be heard by Shara.
[17:55] <Mithras> "Okay, there is one big thing about the Imperial Forces I need to tell you. There are some standing orders that we are expected to follow."
[17:56] <Mithras> "One of the largest ones is a death order: we are expected to kill any Matango on sight."
[17:56] <Shara_Lanator> "Why's that?"
[17:57] <Mithras> "They're considered walking atrocities, I think. I'm not entirely familiar with the details of the Wrenestrian religion."
[17:58] <Shara_Lanator> "They are pretty ugly, but I don't see much point to killing them."
[17:58] <Mithras> "The point is, there are a couple times when I have not seen a Matango here. If you see one, and do not follow orders, then I will assume you never saw him, and it will never make a report."
[17:59] <Shara_Lanator> "Ok."
[17:59] <Mithras> "I will expect the same from you if I do the same thing. Understand?"
[17:59] <Shara_Lanator> "Sure thing."
[18:00] <Mithras> "I don't know big the other two are on that order, and I know the brass would have our heads on a platter is we were found out to do that publically. So we will have to be careful about this."
[18:01] <Mithras> "If someone else is watching, especially in some way that the info would get back to Kolp, we will have to follow standing orders. You understand?"
[18:01] <Gee-Emm> ((Penalty for disobeying standing orders: Summary execution. :p))
[18:02] <Shara_Lanator> "I understand."
[18:02] <Mithras> "And unfortunately, I mean that 'heads on a platter' thing literally. So there is no room for error on the matter."
[18:02] * Shara_Lanator nods.
[18:03] <Mithras> "Okay, that is all. Obviously, this talk never happened."
[18:04] <Shara_Lanator> "Of course."
[18:05] * Mithras turns off the showers and begins to dry himself off as needed.
[18:05] * Shara_Lanator starts wringing out her clothes.
Part 2: Lead
[18:06] <Gee-Emm> Once you've turned off the showers, you hear banging on the locker room's door.
[18:06] <Mithras> "..."
[18:06] * Mithras heads out to answer the door, hand on his weapon.
[18:07] * Mithras motions for Shara to watch out.
[18:07] <Gee-Emm> More banging on the door.
[18:07] <Mithras> "Who's out there?"
[18:08] <Gee-Emm> "That depends on who's in there."
[18:08] <Mithras> (( BRB. I need to go visit the family for a bit again. ))
[18:08] <Gee-Emm> ((Sure.))
[18:09] <Gee-Emm> ((mmm. Time for more of Teacher Norris's World Famous Chili dip.))
[18:15] <Gee-Emm> ((Boy, are two going to be surprised at what's outside the door.))
[18:16] <Mithras> (( Back. ))
[18:17] <Mithras> "This is the Soldaten Imperial Team's locker room. Did you need to speak with us?"
[18:17] <Gee-Emm> "Of course. Where else would I be looking for Lance Marcus Sedgwick?"
[18:18] <Mithras> "...Very well, then. I have to warn you, though, he isn't in the best of shape."
[18:18] * Mithras opens the door.
[18:19] <Gee-Emm> And what would be waiting for you on the other side, but a guy that is wearing a trenchcoat, dark sunglasses, and big hat, as if this were a spy movie made a decade or longer ago.
[18:19] <Gee-Emm> "Ah, Corporal. Where is the Lance?"
[18:20] <Mithras> "Lance Sedgwick is currently unconscious and sitting against one of the lockers."
[18:20] * Mithras points to the Lance.
[18:20] <Mithras> "He has been unconscious for a couple days, now."
[18:21] <Mithras> "With no real hint of progress."
[18:21] <Gee-Emm> "I see. Give this to him when he wakes up. Be sure not to peek, you're not cleared for its contents." He produces a plain manilla envelope from inside his coat and hands it to you. "And remember, I was never here."
[18:22] <Mithras> "And if he doesn't wake up?"
[18:22] <Gee-Emm> "Give it to your new CO, of course."
[18:23] <Mithras> "...understood."
[18:24] * Mithras lets the man leave.
[18:24] <Gee-Emm> He's out of there.
[18:24] * Mithras closes the door behind him.
[18:26] <Mithras> "Well, then. I guess that means that we'll have to figure out if Lance Segdwick is going to snap out of that coma."
[18:27] * Shara_Lanator glances at Marcus. "Doesn't look like it."
[18:28] <Mithras> "Yeah, I know. But we'd better make sure if we can. Any idea where we could find an insurance card for him?"
[18:29] <Shara_Lanator> "No clue short of finding someone to forge him one."
[18:30] <Mithras> "...damn. I'm pretty sure we don't have the money or the connections for that."
[18:31] <Shara_Lanator> "How'd you manage to get yourself patched up then?"
[18:32] <Mithras> "..."
[18:32] * Mithras changes the subject.
[18:33] <Mithras> "In any case, it looks like he's going to stay that way for weeks, if not longer."
[18:33] <Shara_Lanator> "Yeah, and dragging him around probably isn't going to help his recovery, either."
[18:35] <Mithras> "So, given all that, I would say that, in my judgment, Lance Marcus is unfit to command and will be unfit to command until the tournament, and thus our mission, is complete."
[18:35] <Mithras> +Sedgwick
[18:36] <Mithras> "If any other team members object to my conclusion, please say so now."
[18:36] <Shara_Lanator> "..."
[18:36] <Mithras> "Aru, you coherent enough to respond?"
[18:37] <Gee-Emm> * Aru vomits again.
[18:37] <Mithras> "...I'll take that as a no."
[18:39] <Mithras> "Very well, then. As the highest-ranking officer able to command, as well as unoffical Second-in-command, I hereby take the position of Team Commanding Officer until further notice."
[18:39] <Mithras> "...there. That's probably enough crap to satisfy the brass if they ask."
[18:40] * Shara_Lanator nods. "I sure hope so."
[18:41] <Mithras> "Well, if not, then this never happened, and this stuff was accidentally burned or something."
[18:41] * Mithras opens the envelope and looks at the information inside.
[18:43] * Mithras smiles a bit.
[18:44] <Shara_Lanator> "Anything good?"
[18:44] <Mithras> "Some..."
[18:44] * Mithras stops smiling.
[18:45] <Mithras> "It appears that you got promoted."
[18:45] <Mithras> "Congratulations. You are now second-in-command."
[18:45] * Mithras tries to look official.
[18:46] <Shara_Lanator> "Wow, out of two people."
[18:46] * Shara_Lanator salutes Mithras.
[18:46] * Mithras smiles a bit.
[18:47] * Mithras takes out the commission material and hands it to Shara.
[18:47] <Mithras> "Welcome to the Imperial Forces, Corporal Lanator."
[18:47] * Shara_Lanator reads it over.
[18:47] <Shara_Lanator> "Thank you, sir."
[18:48] <Mithras> "No problem."
[18:49] * Mithras takes out a couple cards and puts the evelope away.
[18:49] * Mithras hands over a Medical Card.
[18:50] <Mithras> "You also get a med card. At least we can use the medical room normally, now."
[18:50] <Shara_Lanator> "Get one for them?"
[18:51] * Shara_Lanator points to the loopy ones.
[18:51] <Mithras> "Yeah, I did."
[18:51] <Shara_Lanator> "Perhaps we should find the medical facility then."
[18:51] <Mithras> "Good idea. Do you want to grab Marcus, or should I?"
[18:52] <Shara_Lanator> "Doesn't matter."
[18:52] <Mithras> "Okay. You can grab him this time."
[18:52] <Shara_Lanator> "All right."
[18:52] * Shara_Lanator hoists Marcus into a comfortable carrying position.
[18:54] <Shara_Lanator> "Do you know the way?"
[18:54] <Mithras> "Yeah, I do."
[18:54] <Shara_Lanator> "All right, I'm following your lead, sir."
[18:54] * Mithras leads the way to the medical facilities, but peeks in first to make sure the Matango is not inside.
[18:55] <Gee-Emm> Nope. Must have been taken to a different facility.
[18:55] <Mithras> Good.
[18:55] * Mithras opens the door for Shara.
[18:56] * Shara_Lanator drags Marcus in and sets him in the nearest chair or table or whatever.
[18:56] <Gee-Emm> ((brb - sorry :p))
[18:56] <Mithras> (( S'alright. If I can do it, so can you. :p ))
[19:00] <Gee-Emm> It's after dragging Marcus in and plopping him down, that Mithras notices this is the same medical facility as yesterday, and the same nurse is on duty again. She hasn't looked up from where she's filling out some boring old paperwork to see you, yet.
[19:00] * Mithras talks pretty low to Shara. "You go ahead and take care of this: I need to get us signed up."
[19:01] * Mithras hands her Marcus' card and heads back out the door.
[19:01] <Gee-Emm> ((And now we see just how big a cad Mithras really is.))
[19:02] * Shara_Lanator nods and walks up to the nurse. "Excuse me Miss, but could you see to my teammate over here?"
[19:02] <Mithras> (( Well, that conversation would just complicate things. :p ))
[19:03] <Gee-Emm> * Nurse (creative name, eh?) looks up, "Sure thing, if you've got your insurance cards."
[19:03] * Shara_Lanator shows the cards to the nurse.
[19:05] <Gee-Emm> <Nurse> "Alright, then, I'll take a look. The doctor's out, but your friend looks in bad enough shape to warrant me going on ahead."
[19:06] <Gee-Emm> And she does take a look, after hauling Marcus to the back room and stripping him bare.
[19:06] <Gee-Emm> She gets all kinds of whirring and buzzing machinery going, and pours over the volumes of data being generated.
[19:07] <Gee-Emm> <Nurse> "I'll be a while, so if you want to go get some coffee or something, feel free."
[19:09] <Shara_Lanator> "I'm ok, I've got time."
[19:09] <Gee-Emm> Well, while she gets to work, let's go drop in on Mithras.
[19:09] <Gee-Emm> Hey Mithras, what'cha doin'?
[19:10] * Mithras is going to try and find the new place to sign up for events.
[19:11] <Gee-Emm> Let's see what the dice say.
[19:11] <Gee-Emm> !roll 1d100
[19:11] <Highwind> Gee-Emm - 1d100: 91 ( Total: 91 )
[19:11] <Gee-Emm> Not so good.
[19:12] <Gee-Emm> Let's have a perception roll there to see if you can figure out where the hell you're at.
[19:12] <Mithras> !roll 1d100
[19:12] <Highwind> Mithras - 1d100: 21 ( Total: 21 )
[19:12] <Mithras> Apparently I can.
[19:14] <Gee-Emm> That's good, because you'd wandered off towards the Pricerian government team's locker room.
[19:14] <Mithras> "..."
[19:14] <Mithras> . o O ( Well, this isn't good. I'd better get out of here ASAP. )
[19:15] * Mithras heads back in the other direction to look again.
[19:15] * Mithras will settle for Security, if he can find them, for directions.
[19:15] <Gee-Emm> !roll 1d100
[19:15] <Highwind> Gee-Emm - 1d100: 34 ( Total: 34 )
[19:16] <Gee-Emm> Along the way you stumble on a table set up in the hallway with a little placard, "Registration" taped to the wall behind it. A lone, and very bored, male Neko is sitting there.
[19:17] * Mithras takes out his Registration card.
[19:17] <Mithras> "Wow- you're pretty hard to find."
[19:17] <Gee-Emm> "Being blown up or assaulted by gunmen every day does that."
[19:17] <Mithras> "I need to register some members of the Soldaten Imperial Team for events."
[19:19] <Gee-Emm> He looks at the card, "Sure. Just fill out these forms." He shoves a veritable mountain of paperwork at you.
[19:19] <Mithras> "..."
[19:19] * Mithras grabs a pen and starts filling out the paperwork.
[19:19] <Mithras> "Will I have to do this every time?"
[19:20] <Gee-Emm> "Yes."
[19:20] <Mithras> "...great. I might as well register for a few events now, rather than go through this a half-dozen times."
[19:21] <Gee-Emm> He produces several more stacks of paperwork, each as equally daunting as the first.
[19:22] <Mithras> "..."
[19:22] * Mithras facepalms.
[19:23] <Gee-Emm> And now, twenty minutes or so later, let's go back to the infirmary.
[19:24] <Gee-Emm> <Nurse> "Your friend has suffered serious trauma of various forms. He'll live as a lot of it is already healing, but I don't know when he'll wake up from this coma he's in. Could be five minutes from now... or never."
[19:25] <Shara_Lanator> "Sounds about like what I was figuring. Any chance we can leave him here with you so you can watch over him?"
[19:26] <Gee-Emm> "We're not a hospital, we only have a few beds here."
[19:30] <Shara_Lanator> "All right. Dragging him around won't hurt him?"
[19:31] <Gee-Emm> "Not unless you get in a traffic accident with him just laying in the back seat, or try to drag him through a fire fight."
[19:31] <Shara_Lanator> "Oh, would never do such a thing."
[19:34] <Shara_Lanator> "Well, thanks for your time. I guess I should haul him back to the locker room."
[19:34] <Shara_Lanator> "Could you please dress him?"
[19:34] <Gee-Emm> "Sure, sure." She gets to it.
[19:36] <Gee-Emm> "How'd he break his ribs? It looked like a particuliarly bad break that was flash-mended with magic."
[19:38] <Shara_Lanator> "He mouthed off to the wrong person. Kinda had it coming to him."
[19:41] <Gee-Emm> She fastens Marcus's belt, "Voila, good to go."
[19:41] <Shara_Lanator> "All right, thanks again."
[19:41] * Shara_Lanator picks up Marcus and lugs him back to the locker room.
[19:42] <Gee-Emm> "Bye."
[19:42] <Gee-Emm> And so ends another trip to the doctor's office.
[19:42] <Gee-Emm> Let's see how Mithras is coming along with that paperwork.
[19:42] <Gee-Emm> !roll 1d100
[19:42] <Highwind> Gee-Emm - 1d100: 31 ( Total: 31 )
[19:42] * Mithras is getting a bit of a hand cramp.
[19:43] <Gee-Emm> Fairly well. Although he's going to be there for a long time if he wants to register for more than one event.
[19:43] * Teucer is now known as Teucer[Work]
[19:43] <Mithras> (( Well, it's not like Mithras is going to be doing much else this day. ))
[19:44] <Mithras> (( None of the other active team members are qualified for the day's events. ))
[19:45] <Gee-Emm> Alright then. Shara going to do anything over in the locker room? Or she just going to wait?
[19:46] <Shara_Lanator> (( wait ))
[19:47] * Gee-Emm hits (X) and fast forwards...
[19:48] <Gee-Emm> Whew. It's almost noon now, but Mithras has managed to plow through multiple stacks of paperwork, despite the table being moved to another location halfway through it.
[19:49] <Mithras> "Ow. My hand REALLY hurts."
[19:50] * Shara_Lanator tends to the two deadweights, making sure they don't choke on their tongues or anything
[19:51] * Mithras checks to see how much paperwork is left.
[19:51] <Gee-Emm> Well, no more. The desk is out of papers to work.
[19:52] <Mithras> "...finally. Now, do I need to do anything else?"
[19:53] <Gee-Emm> "No."
[19:53] <Mithras> "Okay, good."
[19:53] <Gee-Emm> The Neko bristles his mane, stretches, and then looks at the top sheet from each stack of paperwork, scribbles a note on a sheet of paper, and drops the stack into the trash can.
[19:54] <Mithras> (( So, I put in which events for which people already in the paperwork, or what? ))
[19:54] <Mithras> "..."
[19:54] <Mithras> "..."
[19:54] <Mithras> "..."
[19:54] <Gee-Emm> You're signed up for all the events you wanted.
[19:54] * Mithras just walks away before he kills something.
[19:55] <Gee-Emm> ((Hey man, you've got to follow union rules. :p))
[20:00] <Mithras> (( So... should I tell you which specific events now, or what? ))
[20:01] <Gee-Emm> Whenever.
[20:01] <Gee-Emm> So, what now, Corporal Deskcommando?
[20:01] * Mithras will head back to the locker room and report which ones he signed up for.
[20:02] <Mithras> "We're signed up for several of the events, now."
[20:03] <Mithras> (( Question: for the Single Fighting competition, is it only one person per team? ))
[20:03] <Shara_Lanator> "Good, good. Which ones?"
[20:03] <Gee-Emm> ((Yes.))
[20:05] <Mithras> "I signed the entire team up for Team Combat. Individually, I signed myself up for Single Fighting and Eating, and signed you up for Ballroom Dancing and Sledding/Skiing."
[20:06] <Mithras> "With Aru and Marcus out, we can't really do anything in the other events."
[20:06] <Shara_Lanator> "Ummm, those might not have been the best choices."
[20:06] <Mithras> "And I know I would be worthless in a Manaball game."
[20:07] <Mithras> "Can't dance or ski?"
[20:07] <Mithras> "Because I can't, either."
[20:07] <Shara_Lanator> "Nope."
[20:08] <Shara_Lanator> "Suppose I could try and fake it."
[20:08] <Mithras> "I don't expect us to do well in those, just to show the brass that we at least tried to kick ass."
[20:09] <Shara_Lanator> "Yeah, I guess trying is better than doing nothing."
[20:10] <Mithras> "I'd prefer Aru to be in the Eating competition, but he's in no shape for that."
[20:11] <Shara_Lanator> "It'd probably all come right back up."
[20:12] <Gee-Emm> To emphasize the point, Aru once again spews.
[20:12] <Mithras> "Exactly. He would be in the Skills Competition and Craftsman fair, as well, if he were actually able to compete."
[20:13] <Shara_Lanator> "Maybe the medics here can pump his stomach."
[20:13] <Mithras> "...now that I think about it, we're going to be at a heavy disadvantage in the Team Combat event, as well."
[20:13] <Mithras> "Good point. I'd better get him up there, then, see what they can do."
[20:14] * Mithras grabs Aru and begins carrying him.
[20:14] <Shara_Lanator> "All right. Want me to help move him, or stay here with Marcus?"
[20:15] <Mithras> "You stay with Marcus this time."
[20:15] <Shara_Lanator> "Will do."
[20:18] * Mithras carries Aru to the med station.
[20:18] <Gee-Emm> The same one?
[20:20] <Mithras> Hm... well, it's the only one he knows, so sure.
[20:21] <Gee-Emm> When you get there, no one is in the office.
[20:22] <Mithras> "..."
[20:22] * Mithras heads back out to look for another med station.
[20:24] <Gee-Emm> You're a long time looking, but eventually, after careful study of several contradictory directories and building maps you find one.
[20:25] <Gee-Emm> This one *is* staffed.
[20:25] * Mithras is now grumbling a good bit. That yeti is pretty damn heavy.
[20:25] <Shara_Lanator> (( brb ))
[20:26] * Mithras plops the Yeti into the nearest available chair and takes out the med card. "I need my teammate here checked out."
[20:26] * Mithras then cracks his back a bit to get the kinks out.
[20:27] <Gee-Emm> The nurse, a rather feral looking Lupine female, snorts at that. "He's just drunk. Let him up sleep it off."
[20:28] <Mithras> "That I know. the problem is that he's drunk off of mainly motor oil."
[20:29] <Mithras> "Any chance of getting a stomach pumping?"
[20:30] <Gee-Emm> "It's a waste of time, but fine."
[20:30] <Gee-Emm> She manhandles Aru into the backroom, shuts the door behind her before you can follow, and does who knows what to the Yeti.
[20:31] * Mithras shrugs and sits down in the waiting lobby.
[20:31] <Shara_Lanator> (( urk, back, damn kids ))
[20:34] <Gee-Emm> About a half hour later, she emerges with Aru, props him up on the desk and shakes her head. "He had at least a gallon of motor oil and booze still in there. Quite a binge." I should note that Aru's pants are on backwards now.
[20:35] <Shara_Lanator> (( o.o ))
[20:36] <Mithras> "Hm. The guy's an even bigger drinker than I thought."
[20:36] <Gee-Emm> ((>.>))
[20:36] * Mithras decides to not waste time with getting the pants back on right and just carries Aru back to the lockers.
[20:37] <Gee-Emm> And that's that.
[20:39] <Gee-Emm> So, once Mithras and the hairy one get back, what's on the agenda?
[20:40] <Mithras> Well, Mithras will start off by fixing Aru's pants.
[20:40] * Shara_Lanator gives Mithras an odd look for messing with Aru's pants.
[20:41] <Mithras> "Well, his pants are on backwards and he can't fix it himself."
[20:41] <Gee-Emm> Mithras discovers that Aru's undies are missing. And he's quite sloppy "down there."
[20:42] <Mithras> "Than again..."
[20:42] * Mithras puts the pants back on as-is.
[20:42] * Mithras also very carefully avoids "down there".
[20:43] <Mithras> "Well... not much for us to do except rsst up and prepare for more events."
[20:43] <Mithras> *rest
[20:44] <Shara_Lanator> "Sounds like a plan."
[20:45] <Mithras> "Well, that and train. I need to work some more on my evasive fighting stances."
[20:45] <Shara_Lanator> "Kinda hard to practice ballroom dancing or skiing."
[20:46] <Mithras> "...point."
[20:47] <Gee-Emm> ((Unless you snag a radio and a dance partner, or a set of skis and a membership to that indoor ski club.))
[20:47] <Mithras> "Well, you could always practice for the team combat event. Or Manaball, if you think you can make up for my lack of talent."
[20:48] <Shara_Lanator> "Team combat it is."
[20:49] <Mithras> "Sounds good. That's one of out best chances to get another medal, anyway."
[20:53] <Gee-Emm> So, uh, I guess we're done for now...
[20:53] <Mithras> (( Seems like it. Not much else to do, really. ))
[20:56] <Gee-Emm> Okay then.
[20:56] <Gee-Emm> I think we got the momentum back, at least.
[20:56] * Gee-Emm is now known as Demonic_Gerbil
[20:56] * Mithras is now known as Newbie_X
[20:56] <Demonic_Gerbil> Even if it wasn't the "OMG AWESOMENESS" kind of stuff.
[20:57] <Newbie_X> Well, kind of. We still need fresh meat to really get things cooking again. Having multiple invalids is not fun. -_-