Session Start: Tue Dec 02 20:01:47 2003
Session Ident: #taw
* Logging #taw to 'logs\EsperNet\#taw.20031202.log'
<Snipe> Session 131: Crystal Exodus Part VII - Assault on McCabe
<Snipe> Time Chart: A little while after last session
<Snipe> Location: The Farmhouse o
* Snipe stands over the bed that Cheryl is laying on, glancing at Eve.
<Snipe> Is she okay?
<Snipe> Eve: She's fine. She should wake up soon enough.
* Ire sits outside on a stool, not bothering to go near the farmhouse right now as he seems to be thinking.
* Slasher walks in, two glasses of water in his hand
* Slasher is now wearing clothes
*** Cheryl has joined #taw
* Dahok stands outside in the front yard watching the kids play around
<Dias> NRP: That was Dias
* Silouette stands near the window, watching incase someone discovers their posistion.
<Snipe> Eve: Remember to go easy on her as she wakes up. She's not going to remember much of anything, I'm sure.
* Ire pulls out his handgun and just looks at it, letting the sunlight reflect off of it.
* Dias turns his headback to Ire
<Snipe> I have to say she had a cute ass, Slsaher.
* Cheryl grabs Snipe by the throat, then opens her eyes suddenly.
<Snipe> GAAACK
* Slasher smirks
<Snipe> Eve: She's awake now, John.
<Cheryl> ...why you-?! *pauses, and then lets go* Wait a sec... what the bloody hell is going on here?!
* Snipe falls back, grasping his throat.
* Slasher walks over and sits on the bed next to Cheryl, handing her a glass of water
<Snipe> She's...*hack* got some grip there, Slasher.
* Slasher looks at Snipe with a plain face
<Slasher> Kung-Fu grip infact.
<Snipe> It explains why you walked with a limp for a week once.
<Slasher> That was from one of her other talents.
* Cheryl takes a deep breath, then a sip of water, and glances over at Slasher.
<Cheryl> Just what IS going on here?
<Snipe> Eve: *tilts Cheryl's head, glancing in her eyes* They look normal. Cheryl, you've been frozen in stasis for a while. Your body is probably still recovering from the effects of the long sleep.
* Ire unclips the plasma ammo, then shoves it back in. He repeats the process.
<Slasher> Apparently McCabe decided to take over, along with..what 6 others?
<Snipe> Yes. However, only one remains now. The rest have met ... certain bloody fates.
* Snipe makes a face.
* Slasher looks over at Snipe, a smug look on his face
<Slasher> What of my house?
<Snipe> Burnt to the ground.
<Slasher> How long after I was put to sleep?
* Slasher puts his arm around Cheryls waist
<Snipe> It happened earlier this year. When our favorite police team out there was looking for you.
* Cheryl leans a little, supping the water. She still doesn't look happy.
<Slasher> I need to talk to Chip.
<Snipe> I think you need to talk to your wife. She's been frozen for over five years.
<Slasher> We both of Snipe.
<Slasher> NRP: Have
<Snipe> Surprised your loins made it.
<Slasher> Eh, you can't destroy my loins.
<Cheryl> They better not have...
<Snipe> Chip's downstairs. You should find an open panel in the floor in the hallway.
<Snipe> Eve: I'll stay with Cheryl if you boys want to talk to Chip.
<Cheryl> I'm not an invalid... *sits up and winces a little*
<Snipe> Eve: I know that. *she says, smiling* It's just that you need to be brought up to speed, too.
*** Garland is now known as Junior
* Ire looks around outside, still playing with his gun.
* Junior heads towards the house, stuffing his comm into his pocket.
* Ire glances at Junior as he passes his spot on the stool in his walk to the house.
* Slasher leans down and gives Cheryl a kiss on the lips
<Slasher> Give me a holler if you need me.
* Snipe steps out of the room, walking towards the stairs he mentioned.
* Dahok sits in the front lawn, meditating
* Junior notes Ire, heading in.
<Snipe> Eve: *pulls out a tray with some mild portions of food* Here. Eat this, Cheryl.
* Snipe turns around as the front door opens, glancing at Junior
<Snipe> Well hey.
* Junior nods to Snipe.
* Dias begins going through a routine of punches and kicks
* Slasher gets off the bed and pulls his face away from Cheryl
<Cheryl> Eh? Thanks. *starts on the food* Though, what I wouldn't give for a good back massager right now.
<Snipe> We're about to head down to talk with Chip. Slasher has something he wants to talk about, I suppose, since he's rushing off from Cheryl.
* Cheryl stretches a little, then goes back to eating.
* Slasher stops and plops back down
<Slasher> Chip can wait.
<Snipe> Eve: *raises her eyebrow at Slasher* I'll take care of it. You go do what needs to be done.
<Slasher> You sure?
<Snipe> Eve: I get no arguements about my massages.
<Snipe> NRP: complaints
<Slasher> Just don't get too hot without me.
* Slasher smiles at Eve
<Dias> Chad: *stops chasing around Aya and looks over at his dad and begins watching*
<Junior> Well, the sooner we're done here...
<Snipe> I agree. As much as I think they need a reunion, I feel time pressing down on us. Some stuff even Slasher doesn't know.
<Snipe> Eve: Oh, you know me! *she laughs mirthfully*
* Slasher pushes himself off the bed and begins walking to Snipe's location
<Junior> You've had a little bit to tell him, already, John.
<Snipe> One problem at a time.
<Snipe> First we deal with your team's problem. McCabe.
<Junior> Hm...
* Slasher walks in on Jr.'s and Snipe's conversation
<Junior> Ire's team is able to take that one on, I believe.
*** Silouette has quit IRC (Ping timeout)
* Slasher steps upto the two
<Snipe> McCabe will be ready for a second assault. You'll need extra help.
<Slasher> Jr, you said Ire's team?
<Ire> So he said. *stands in the doorway*
* Junior turns his head to Slasher.
*** Silouette has joined #taw
<Slasher> Does this mean you're not part of Ire's team?
<Junior> Not officially, no.
* Snipe glances at Ire
<Slasher> Then why help?
<Snipe> We were just discussing McCabe. Care to join us?
* Ire nods once.
* Junior looks at Snipe and says matter of factly "I'm on vacation."
<Junior> NRP: Slasher, even.
* Snipe walks down the stairs. Ire glances at Slasher once, then follows.
<Slasher> No need to dress it up Mr. Hianule.
<Slasher> Anyways, I really need to talk to Chip, if you plan on taking on I need to find out some stuff.
* Junior nods to Slasher. "You do that." he turns to Ire "Are you going to use the Altros this time?"
<Snipe> GM: *Snipe and Ire are gone. Most likely down the stairs*
* Slasher turns and hops after them
<Junior> NRP: Well, you didn't pose them walking down...
<Snipe> NRP: * Snipe walks down the stairs. Ire glances at Slasher once, then follows.
<Junior> NRP: Weird.. I didn't get that line.
* Slasher hops down the stairs after the two
<Snipe> GM: *they arrive in the computer complex that is known as Chip. A hologram appears before them*
<Snipe> Chip: Well, you look as ugly as ever.
* Junior remains upstairs.
* Snipe smirks.
* Ire steps off to the side, glancing at Chip and the others.
<Slasher> And I see you're still using that nerd hologram. And I also see you got over that Zit program I installed.
<Snipe> Chip: *rolls his eyes* I suppose you're down here to bug me for information for your next assault on McCabe?
<Snipe> Right you are.
<Ire> ...
* Slasher posture shifts, from one of a joker to seriousness
<Slasher> Chip, How much of the stuff I commited to paper has McCabe gotten his hands on?
<Snipe> GM: *near Junior is an open room. Pope is laying on the bed and Cheryl is in another bed, being massaged by Eve*
<Snipe> Chip: The paper files? The majority of them were recovered by him. I estimate 85%.
<Slasher> ...Shit.
<Snipe> Chip: He's been a busy boy.
* Cheryl is getting the better treatment right now =P
<Slasher> I expected so.
<Ire> I find something odd about this.
<Snipe> Hm?
<Slasher> And what of the info commited on harddrives, erased I presume?
<Ire> McCabe came into the group with orders to kill the President. Yet, he clearly did not. Why?
<Snipe> Chip: What I could, yes.
<Snipe> It is odd he just didn't kill you, Slasher.
* Slasher turns his head to Snipe then back to Chip
* Snipe takes off his glasses, cleaning them with his shirt.
<Slasher> Luckily most of those ideas were nothing but ideas I came up while bored.
<Ire> ...*notes the avoidance of the question*
<Slasher> Do you know if he tried to pry into my brain while I was asleep?
<Snipe> Chip: While I can't confirm it, I don't see any signs that he did.
* Junior glances at the going-ons of the other room.
<Slasher> Would a scan tell me if he did?
<Snipe> Chip: I did scan you, oh wonderous leader of supreme intelligence.
* Slasher lets out a chuckle
<Slasher> I have missed you Chip.
<Snipe> Chip: ... you were frozen!
<Snipe> He seems to ignore that, Chip. Just nod and smile. If...you, can, uh nod.
<Ire> ...
<Snipe> Eve: *glances up as she finishes massaging Cheryl to see Junior*
<Snipe> Chip: Anything else?
* Slasher mouth something, his face faced so that Chip can only see it
<Snipe> Mature, Slasher. I know you're saying something.
<Snipe> Chip: No. Someone else got all that information.
<Slasher> ...Who.
<Snipe> Chip: Well, he's kind of stupid, wears glasses...
<Snipe> ....
* Slasher turns back to Snipe
<Slasher> I thought something was bugging you.
<Slasher> We'll discuss it later though.
<Snipe> Right. McCabe first.
* Junior walks out of view of the doorway.
* Slasher turns back to Ire
* Ire stands there, his face expressionless.
<Slasher> To answer your question about why McCabe didn't kill me, I honestly don't know. I don't have all the information yet, like who was really behind taking me out of office.
<Ire> Bulshavek Mikhalkovich.
<Snipe> GM: *Junior passes Sil, who is at the window*
<Slasher> Hmmm...maybe to prove that he wouldn't let anyone pull his strings?
* Junior nods to Sil.
<Ire> For power. Plain and simple.
<Slasher> But then he would've killed me off, get rid of the chance I make a return and stake my claim again.
* Silouette nods back...
<Ire> He was going to. McCabe volunteered to do it.
<Slasher> But he didn't, obviosuly. *puts his hand to his chin and begins thinking*
<Ire> ...Obviously.
* Slasher looks over to Snipe
<Slasher> Any ideas why?
<Snipe> ... We kind of unfroze you to find out why.
<Ire> We are wasting time. The longer we wait, the more prepared McCabe will be when we return.
<Slasher> There's a possibility he was going to use me to his advantage.
<Slasher> I'll need to think on this.
<Snipe> Well, here's an idea.
* Ire glances at Snipe.
<Slasher> Yeah yeah, ask him ourselves.
* Snipe nods.
<Slasher> But where's the fun in that?
<Snipe> That's where all the fun is, old man.
<Slasher> Bah, maybe for brutes like you.
<Snipe> The apple doesn't fall from the tree.
<Snipe> (far)
<Slasher> I'm afraid I can't come with you because of the fact that I'd be too easily recognized.
<Snipe> That's what we're wanting, Slasher.
<Slasher> I can promise you that I'm wanted dead by some right now,
<Snipe> Slasher, Slasher. You're in a city that's totally loyal to McCabe because they think he replaced you, their loved leader. If Warren's team is going to turn the tidal wave, it's going to be with you out there to turn it.
<Ire> ...
<Slasher> I was getting bored here anyways.
<Slasher> Then let's get ready.
<Dias> Chad: *runs over to his dad and joins him*
<Snipe> Chip: Well, I can confirm that McCabe is still in his building on the top floor. He's been gathering every unit of power to protect the building.
<Slasher> Chip, I'll need you to access the power grid for that building.
<Snipe> Chip: If you knock the power grid off on the building, your chances of reaching McCabe are slim.
<Slasher> You jump the gun don't you.
<Snipe> Chip
<Snipe> Chip: Me?
<Slasher> How much power is the building drawing?
<Snipe> Chip: *lists some number*
<Slasher> Good...good. *turns and walks up the stairS*
* Snipe turns and walks up, Ire following.
<Snipe> We're going to do a lot of fighting, but I think it will be good if you come with us to meet McCabe. I'm sure you have your own questions to ask.
* Junior looks over his shoulder to see them coming up.
* Ire clicks his comm.
<Slasher> You know I planned on coming anyways.
<Ire> Harlequin, come into the farmhouse for a moment.
* Dias practices alongside his son
<Snipe> I know. But you're not the fighter you use to be. I want you to play it safe. I'm going to have Dias, Eve, and myself join Warren's team for this.
<Slasher> Snipe, the mind may eventually forget how to fight, but the body always remembers.
*** Junior is now known as Stark
*** Stark is now known as Junior
<Snipe> Pft. Whatever.
*** Stark has joined #taw
* Snipe stands in the doorway, waving to Cheryl.
* Stark appears in the doorway of the barn.
* Stark heads out of the barn for the farmhouse.
* Ire puts up his communicator.
* Dahok a patch of grass growns vibrantly green around him
<Cheryl> Hey... So what did you come up with?
<Junior> You called, Warren?
<Snipe> NRP: Wrong nick
<Junior> NRP: Noted...
* Ire grabs a sheet of paper and a pen, placing it on a table and points at it
<Stark> NRP: *hides his Junior voodoo doll*
<Ire> I noted that you memorized the maze like layout of McCabe's top floors. I want you to draw it on here.
* Stark looks at Ire.
<Stark> Very well.
* Slasher pops over Stark's shoulder
* Stark picks up the pen and begins drawing.
<Slasher> Who says he's on the top floors? Maybe he's on the bottom?
<Slasher> Or in the basement.
<Snipe> Chip did...
<Slasher> Damn that Chip...Damn him to hell!
* Ire stares.
* Snipe glances at Cheryl
* Stark hands hands the paper to Snipe.
<Snipe> I think we're going to go knock.
* Snipe blinks, then takes the paper
<Snipe> Uh, thanks.
<Cheryl> ...you guys are STILL crazy.
<Snipe> ...this isn't voodooized is it?
* Slasher continues to lean over Stark's shoulder
* Stark rips it in two and hands the copy to Ire.
* Ire takes it.
* Snipe eyes the ripped paper, then at Stark
<Stark> I drew it twice because I sense we will be split up at some point.
* Stark pays Slasher no mind.
<Slasher> You had to sense that?
* Snipe nods carefully.
<Slasher> Of course McCabe's going to try to split us up, make it easier to kill us off.
<Snipe> You know, Slasher, he probably picked up some items of yours and will stab your ass with his powers.
<Cheryl> Psy~cho~s...
<Snipe> ...Well, I see Cheryl's feeling better.
<Slasher> Most likely. Best way to humiliate me.
<Stark> It's good that you have that foresight, Mr. President. Perhaps it will pay off as it has with your recent 'assassination.'
<Snipe> Eve: *walks over, brushing back her blonde hair* I guess this is it.
* Slasher pats Stark on the back
<Slasher> I'm alive aren't I?
* Stark is gone.
<Snipe> Okay, here's my master plan. When they start shooting, we wave Slasher at them. They should stop. How do you like it?
<Slasher> *looks down* Where the hell did that witch doctor go?!
<Junior> Sounds like a plan.
<Snipe> Great. Lets go.
<Snipe> I'll be in the van
* Snipe walks out.
* Stark nods.
<Ire> Lets do it.
*** Retrieving #taw info...
<Junior> Right. *looks at his watch and heads out of the house*
* Slasher walks upto Cheryl and puts his arms around her waists
* Stark walks by Slasher, over to the counter, and picks up his staff. He heads out.
* Ire steps out, handguns in hand.
<Cheryl> Don't get yourself killed out there.
<Slasher> They're plan calls on me making myself a walking target...
<Slasher> NRP: Teir
<Slasher> NRP: Bah!@
* Dahok stands up and lets out a breath of air
<Slasher> But I should be ok with Snipe and Dias watching me.
* Slasher pulls her upclose
* Stark and Junior step into the van.
* Stark glances out the window.
* Slasher kisses her, hanging there for a moment then letting go
<Slasher> I'll give you the rest when I'm done with McCabe.
* Slasher winks at her then turns jogging out the house
<Snipe> Session Pause
Session Close: Tue Dec 02 21:27:56 2003

Session Start: Tue Dec 02 21:31:15 2003
Session Ident: #taw
* Logging #taw to 'logs\EsperNet\#taw.20031202.log'
<Katrina`> Location: The Aquarius
<Katrina`> Drake: *leans back in the Captain's chair* We're about to exit hyperspace now.
* Shiva` works down in the hanger bay, getting things prepped
* Katrina` sits at the science station.
<Katrina`> Ensign 2: Exiting hyperspace ... now. *pulls the lever. Moments later Earth appears before them on their viewscreen*
* Stark stands on the bridge, axe in hand.
<Katrina`> Drake: It's been a while since I've seen Earth.
<Katrina`> Ensign 3: We have a communication coming in. They're sending the correct codes so they must be the contact we've come to meet.
*** Vile has joined #TAW
<Katrina`> Drake: On screen.
<Katrina`> GM: *moments pass, then a human male's face appearso n the screen. He seems to be in his thirties with blonde hair and gray eyes. He seems to be sitting in a shuttle seat*
<Katrina`> Man: You must be the Aquarius from the Alliance. My name is Jordan. I am now piloting my shuttle to your ship. Please have some security waiting for me upon my arrival in your hanger. Thank you. *he cuts communication*
* Stark looks on.
<Katrina`> Drake: *turns* Stark, get a few security guards and go down to the hanger to meet our Mr. Jordan.
<Stark> NRP: Funny.
* Sardis nods.
* Sardis heads down.
<Katrina`> NRP: LOL
* Katrina` stands up and follows Sardis
* Sardis steps onto the elevator and hits the security deck.
<Katrina`> He didn't seem very friendly, that Mr. Jordan.
<Sardis> Most people from Earth aren't.
* Katrina` makes a face.
* Sardis glances at her. "Most."
* Katrina` smiles.
<Katrina`> GM: *they arrive on the floor*
* Sardis steps off and calls for the guards.
<Katrina`> GM: *Ensign Nobody runs up*
* Strife` arrives just after Nobody, looking like he had to run most the way.
* Stark steps back on and hits the hanger button.
<Katrina`> GM: *they arrive in the hanger*
<Katrina`> Nobody: So, what's the emegency?
* Sardis steps off, "We're greeting a shuttle."
<Shiva`> NRP: AHAH! I knew Stark was leading a double-life
<Katrina`> Nobody: Wow...greeting a shuttle, eh?
* Katrina` steps off, walking over to where Shiva is.
<Sardis> NRP: He disappears to SOMEWHERE, doesn't he?
<Strife`> Isn't this a job for Ensign Halmark?
<Shiva`> NRP: And know we know. And knowing is half the battle
<Vile> nrp: G.I. Joooooooe!
<Katrina`> GM: *a shuttle appears in the distance. Some marking seems to be on the side, but it can't be made out right now*
<Shiva`> Everyone prepare for incoming shuttle! *shouts it out to the others that work in the hanger*
<Katrina`> GM: *the various people begin to move around, working to get things setu p*
<Katrina`> GM: *the shuttle pulls in and lands. On the side of the shuttle reads "Janus Weapon Corporation"*
<Katrina`> Ensign Nobody: *snaps to attention as the shuttle door opens*
* Katrina` comes to attention herself, curious as to why a Weapon Corporation is here.
*** MrJordan has joined #taw
* MrJordan steps out, wearing a typical employee uniform of the Janus Corporation. He walks down with a slight limp of his right leg and turns to look at the small group of people assembled, studying them.
<MrJordan> I assume one of you is in charge here?
* Shiva` sits against her desk, her legs crossed at her calfs
<Sardis> Of the lot of us, that would be me.
* MrJordan turns to look at Sardis, his upper lip curling back as if repulsed.
<MrJordan> The Alliance must be desperate these days.
* Sardis speaks out of turn "And so must you be, if you're in need of our help."
* Katrina` glances at Jordan, as if she herself were the one he were offending
<MrJordan> And you're an officer of the Alliance? I'd watch your tongue if I were you. Take me to a conference room and inform your Captain to meet us there. Now, hurry. *waves his hand forward*
* Sardis eyes MrJordan for a moment.
* Stark turns and heads for the elevator.
<Shiva`> You may be a guest right now Mr.Jordan, but mind your manners.
* MrJordan turns to Shiva
<MrJordan> You DARE speak to me like that, young lady?
* Shiva` crosses her arms
<Katrina`> Mr. Jordan, if you would follow me? *she gestures and walks after Sardis*
* MrJordan eyes Shiva with disgust, then begins to walk after Sardis and Katrina.
* Shiva` stares him down, not responding
* Strife` mouths the words "What a jerk" behind Jordan's back
* Stark head up to the hanger.
* Katrina` walks after Stark, with Jordan following and Nobody following him.
<Katrina`> NRP: Hey, Gar, you keep using Stark and confusing us
<Stark> NRP: They both start with S's, and with my current setup...
<Shiva`> NRP: minimize the Stark window?
<Sardis> NRP: It's one window.
<Shiva`> NRP: I got an older version.
<Katrina`> GM: *we'll assume that Sardis gets everyone together in the meeting room*
* MrJordan sits at the head of the conference table, which is usually where the Captain sits. Drake sits to Jordan's left*
* Katrina` sits down further away.
* Sardis doesn't sit.
* MrJordan keeps his hands on the table, glancing at them, then turns to the holographic screen behind him. He clicks a button and a picture of Earth appears with seven zones highlighted
* Strife` stands by the door in security fashion
<MrJordan> This is Earth. These seven zones represent the seven seperate areas.
* Shiva` come walking in, moving to the back wall and resting her back against it
<MrJordan> Currently, Janus Corporation has control of the militant Siberian Nation and the African Zone. We are currently moving in on the Canadian zone. The Japanese Zone and Mega City zones remain independent. And the British Zone here is in the hands of a group of terrorists called the 5th Column.
<Shiva`> .oO(Why would an outside company want to take over Earth for...)
<Katrina`> Drake: I suppose you need us to help you to gain control of the remaining areas?
<MrJordan> ...Yes. However, there is one particular area we want you to concentrate on.
<MrJordan> This one here. *points to the screen*
<Katrina`> Session Ends
Session Close: Tue Dec 02 22:03:57 2003