AGWW Online - Log 2004/11/02

Mage - Etherites Go!

Session 1x16: Lady Samantha x 2, Part 5

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 Alfred - Dingo
 Bill Irvine - Marvin
 Bob Grant - Asmodai
 Clunk, Vines - Dingo
 Doc_Helga - Stayka
 Himiko - Dingo
 Lady Samantha (Sam1) - Fuzzy
 _Lady Samantha_ (Sam2) - Asmodai
 Lord Whitefield - Dingo
 Nathan Raiser - Asmodai
 Rhiannon - FiXXXer667

 Storytortillo - Asmodai
 La_ST - Stayka

<La_ST> Okay, it looks as if we are all set but for the Rev and Rhi. Asmo will assist as the famous Storytortillo

Storytortillo bows

<Storytortillo> Last session, a lot of things were happening... everyone was reunited and plans were made...

<Lady_Samantha> (/me doesn't agree... Maxie is being manipulated and is not in his right mind, (so to speak))

Lord_Maxwell 's mind is perfectly clear

<Storytortillo> Everything was prepared to finally find out which Samantha is the real one... the current suspicions were hovering towards the Lady Sam that was with them in the jungle...

<Storytortillo> Some of her actions were inexplicable to the group, but she still had the support of her lover and friend...

<David_Pietersen> (Aah yes, I was dropped in London, to take the samples to the morgue)

<Doc_Helga> (from the flying zep *eg*)

<Storytortillo> During that night Nathan arrived on the airship, while specific members of the group were left on their respective locations to allow for their own courses of investigation...

<Storytortillo> Mr Pieterson, the journalist from Paradigma took a number of samples from both Samantha's

<Storytortillo> He entered a shady part of London looking for a mortuary where he had two aquaintances with very good knowledge of coronary and forensic medicine and were on te payroll of Paradigma...

<Storytortillo> Reverend Jones got back hom and utilised his special temporal physics to analyse the clothes of the two Samantha's in hope of uncovering more about them... his reserach provided a number of odd things...

<Storytortillo> Namely, that the clothes which Samantha was wearing were at all times with her, but he couldn't track them beyond South America. Somehwere there is some sort of barrier that made any sort of research not only hard but dangerous.

<Storytortillo> Tracking of the clothes used by the captured Samantha has proven nothing unexpected... the clothes were clearly from the castle and were bought by Maxwell for Lady Samantha...

<Lord_Maxwell> (*chuckles* it seems that we have a fake on board *G*)

<Storytortillo> After appending this information to a carrier wave and forwarding it to the Zeppelin, the good reverend asked for a brief respite as his body was worn and tired from the hazardous temporal experiments and he needed time to recuperate. He would join the group as soon as possible. Howver he said he had no conclusive evidence about either of the Samanthas.

<La_ST> (Nicely done, oh Storytortillo! :-) )

<David_Pietersen> (hehe nice)

<Storytortillo> The reverend said he would reserve judgements and that if you managed to agree on the outcome that you are free to conclude the investigation... He just urged you not to act brashly...

<Storytortillo> As the people were dropped off, Lord Maxwell was told to prepare two rooms for his "wives" and that people will come over to guard them over the night while research is being done...

<Storytortillo> The airship continued towards Iceland to dropoff Doc Helga and her Earthship...

<Storytortillo> ...and during this time Rhiannon and Bill took the clue of the missing comlink, and trackign the specific wavelengths of the coms, they tracked the signal and the comlink to Lady Samantha's room - the room she shared with Rhiannon.

<Storytortillo> Rhiannon was devastated, but the evidence seemed conclusive...

<Storytortillo> The night ended with Bill consoling Rhiannon and then leaving her on board to guard the two Samantha's.

Alfred is grumbling because now he has to take care of TWO Lady Whitefields, while he can't stand just the one.

<Storytortillo> The aisrhip returned and docked above the castle opening the cargo bay so that the group could work more easily and the airship could replenish its stock of water

<Storytortillo> Of the group, on the ship were left Nathan, Himiko, Rhiannon and Bob...

<Storytortillo> Nathan and Himiko were at first too busy discussing some issues and then generally oblivious of their surroundings...

<Storytortillo> Rhiannon was devastated and was sitting in Samantha's room staring blankly at the wall...

<Storytortillo> Bob was quiet during the dinner, his melancholy kicked in and his sadness took him to an early bedtime...

<Storytortillo> Bill sat armed to the teeth near the locked rooms and took good care of the two Samanthas, exchanging guards with David...

<Storytortillo> Alfred was helpful... if snippy and snidy as well...

<Storytortillo> Maxwell went to bed with worry and doubt, not knowing what the next day would bring...

<Lord_Maxwell> (well this sounds like a good point to stop *G*)

<David_Pietersen> (right, not feeling well anyways *G*)

<Storytortillo> And thus with the dawning of the new day, the Storytortillo gives the stage to the actors and La_ST, knowing that he will still have one important thing to do before the day is done.

<Bob_Grant> (LOL)

<La_ST> (Hey, we were about to *start*)

<David_Pietersen> (I _know_ it is a joke, notice the grinning)

<Lord_Maxwell> (it's him wincing in pain...)

<La_ST> (And with me it was sheer desperation *g*)

Lord_Maxwell snores softly in his own bed.

Alfred snorts in his own bed

Clunk doesn't snore, but is plugged in to the electric outlet to recharge his batteries.

Lady_Samantha sits on her bed and wonders what the new day will bring

Himiko snoozes softly lying in Nathan's arms

Doc_Helga is in her Lab near Reykjavik and doesn't sleep, but frantically repairs and curses at the Surtr in colourful Icelandic terms.

David_Pietersen is guarding the 2 samantas

Bill_Irvine stands guard, cigar in his mouth and armed with enough guns to blow the blimp apart

Nathan_Raiser contently sighs and turns towards sleeping Himiko still holding her and stays asleep

<Bill_Irvine> (Reloading in a situation like this is for beginners. Just change guns *g*)

Storytortillo laughs evilly

Lady_Samantha goes over her time in the jungle (mentally) and her time with Rhiannon

<David_Pietersen> (hehe)

Lady_Samantha *sighs* longingly

<La_ST> (Okay, you may decide not only to wake up but get up, too)

Lady_Samantha concentrates on remembering when she and Rhiannon were *not* together

<David_Pietersen> (only a few months ago? :-) )

Alfred wakes up before everyone else and prepares breakfast.

Alfred grumbles about guests and work..

Alfred is carefully boiling water and making toasts...

Alfred grumbles some more..

<Alfred> Stupid foreigners, never up when they're supposed to..

Alfred goes into the corridor of the guest rooms and plugs in the vaccuum cleaner and starts making a lot of noise

<David_Pietersen> need some help Alfred?

<Alfred> No Sir, I can handle myself just fine.

<Nathan_Raiser> (WOW!)

<Rev_Jones> (I have more energy and time than I thought... I have about 90 mins)

<Alfred> If you want Sir, I could give you some tea.

<David_Pietersen> I can get some myself, but thanks anyways

<La_ST> (Okay, so you may reappear from your exhausted recuperation ^_^)

<Alfred> Whatever you want Sir.

<La_ST> (PaF: The Rev was explained away as being exhausted from his Time-consuming examinations of Sam's clothing)

David_Pietersen goes to make some tea in the kitchen

<Lady_Samantha> can someone escourt me to the restroom, please?

David_Pietersen unplugs Clunk on his way there

Alfred has prepared a huge pot already.

David_Pietersen takes a nice cuppa then

<Lady_Samantha> Bill?

<Alfred> (ten times as strong as you are used)

<Storytortillo> (poor Asmantha... she cannot even take her restroom pause...)

<Lady_Samantha> (/me reviews the Geneva Conventions)

<Bill_Irvine> Yeah?

<Alfred> (bathroom breaks aren't in there, Sam)

<Lady_Samantha> Can you take me to the restroom, please?

<Doc_Helga> (Don't look at me, I'm in Iceland)

<Bill_Irvine> (Dave was on watch with me, right?)

Nathan_Raiser contently turns in bed, still holding to Himiko gently and not caring about getting up, or indeed getting awake...

<Lady_Samantha> (he went to the kitchen for tea though)

<David_Pietersen> (Yes, Bill)

<Storytortillo> (Yes... and Clunk ;))

<David_Pietersen> (Just getting some tea and Clunk)

<La_ST> (Clunk was neatly recharging and thus sort of off-duty)

<Bill_Irvine> Just wait till David comes back. I won't let anyone without guard here.

Lady_Samantha understands

<Lady_Samantha> Bill: btw, how do you feel about how everyone seems to have excepted Himiko (a known Technocracy agent), without question, whilst I'm being "tried" for being myself?

<David_Pietersen> Clunk, come

David_Pietersen returns to the doors

<Clunk> Bzzz

Clunk follows

<Nathan_Raiser> (technocracy? What's technocracy?)

<Lady_Samantha> (the black hats)

<Himiko> (because I am clear of what I am.. and I never mentioned technocracy...)

<La_ST> (This game has something technocracy like, but it is not the Technocracy as we know it ^_^)

<Lady_Samantha> (the folks that attacked us, looking for you?)

<Bill_Irvine> Dave? Sam wants to go to the restroom...

<Storytortillo> (weren't they hunting Rhianon?)

<Storytortillo> ( :))

<David_Pietersen> mmm, sure

<Storytortillo> (now then... act people! do something!)

<David_Pietersen> clunk, make sure that she does nothing weird

Lady_Samantha goes to the Potty

Clunk is looking at Dave

Bill_Irvine follows her up to the door, watching every little step

<David_Pietersen> (??)

Lady_Samantha smiles sweetly at Bill and goes to do her "business"

<David_Pietersen> never mind clunk

<David_Pietersen> good boy

Lady_Samantha washes up and open the door

Clunk wags his tail

Bill_Irvine stands gaurd, pretty watchful

Lord_Maxwell yawns lazilly

<David_Pietersen> Bill, can you stand watch alone for a bit?

Lord_Maxwell then gets up and takes a quick break in the bathroom.

<David_Pietersen> I need to find out if this building has a fax *G*

<Rev_Jones> *Radio* Bill? Nathan? Himiko? Does one of you want to come and collect me/

<Himiko> Bah..

Himiko picks up the radio

<Himiko> Don't you have your own plane, Reverend.

<Himiko> There's place enough here for you to land.

<Rev_Jones> If you remember, it is still in the Amazonian jungle.

Nathan_Raiser moves in his bedas himiko stirs and sleepily sits up looking at her as she seems to be talking with someone

<Rev_Jones> I haven't finished building my new one yet.

<Bill_Irvine> Now please go back to your room...

Himiko sighs

<Himiko> Reverend, where do I pick you up?

<Rev_Jones> Same place you left me. [according to Asmo]

<Himiko> See you in a while..

<Nathan_Raiser> grrh

<Nathan_Raiser> I have a suggestion

<Himiko> Bah...

<Himiko> what?

<Nathan_Raiser> Let's say we stay in bed and let Skywarp pick him up?

David_Pietersen tries to find Alfred

Nathan_Raiser grins sheepishly

Himiko grins

<Himiko> Good plan.

Lady_Samantha returns to her "holding cell"

Nathan_Raiser flails with his hand looking for the wrist comm and then punches a few buttons

<Lady_Samantha> after cleaning up and straightening up

<Nathan_Raiser> Warp... please head to the location in Wales we stopped over last night... land and pick up Reverend Jones... then get back here as soon as possible...

Lord_Maxwell dresses himself and goes into the kitchen

<_Skywarp_> Yawn...

<_Skywarp_> sure... and I jsut wanted to stay on the morning sun...

David_Pietersen wanders towards the kitchen looking for Alfred

Alfred sneaks up on Pietersen

<Alfred> Sir?

David_Pietersen jumps up

David_Pietersen visibly steadies himself

<Nathan_Raiser> And Warp? NO aerobatics... he is an old man and his heart doesn't need any more excitment or G's on top of it...

<David_Pietersen> aah, just the man I was looking for

<_Skywarp_> Ooookay...

<David_Pietersen> Alfred, does this mansion have a telephone and/or a fax machine?

Rev_Jones thinks . o 0 ( grrrrrr ).

_Skywarp_ unlatches from above the airship and activates the chameleon pattern and quickly flies towards wales creating a sonic boom that shakes the castle...

<David_Pietersen> if so, could I use those to inquire as to what the results of the London tests where?

<Nathan_Raiser> Now then... what will we do while we have nothign serius to do?

<Alfred> There is a telephone in the main hall.. and his lordship has a fax in his laboratory.

Nathan_Raiser grins

Himiko smiles and pulls the blanket over them

<Nathan_Raiser> hmmm I like the way you... hmmm... think...

Lord_Maxwell heads through the kitchen and picks up his cup of tea and his toast and then walks on towards his lab.

<David_Pietersen> I presume I'll have to ask lord Maxwell about this?

<David_Pietersen> where do you think I can find him?

Lord_Maxwell pets the giant drosera near the entrance to his lab, then grabs a frog from the barrel next to it and tosses it in. The drosera gobbles it up like it's starved.

Lord_Maxwell then goes on to his lab.

Doc_Helga is a bit annoyed that the others get a fine breakfast and she is up to her elbows in the bowels of the Surtr's engine...

Alfred looks at his watch

<Alfred> By now his Lordship should be in his laboratory.

<Alfred> You can find him there.

<David_Pietersen> thank you

Rev_Jones grabs a couple of crates of whiskey from his flock as he waits for the sonic boom to catch up.

David_Pietersen heads towards the lab

<Alfred> Go in,don't touch anything and don't stop moving untill his lordship tells you it's safe.

<David_Pietersen> uhm, ok

Alfred doesn't bother much wether he paid any attention and loads up a small tray with a breakfast for Bill.

Alfred walks over

<Alfred> Good morning, Sir.

<Alfred> I thought that with all this standing guard you might be hungry.

<Alfred> (Bill)

<Bill_Irvine> Ah... Thanks... Great... Food... What do you have?

<Alfred> Toast with marmelade and tea with milk and sugar

<Bill_Irvine> That's what you call a breakfast?!

<Alfred> It normally suffices his Lordship, but if I can get you anything else... Sir?

<Bill_Irvine> What about some scrambled eggs with bacon and pancakes, eh?

<Alfred> Yess.. Sir.

Alfred goes back again.

_Skywarp_ wooshes over the trees and lands a few feet fro mthe Reverends hosue in the closest postion there is to the house and where the ship can land... the shimmer field is turned off and the balck and purple sleek hull appears...

David_Pietersen arrives at the laborotory

Lady_Samantha comments it would be nice for *us* Sams to be fed too

<Rev_Jones> What on Earth made someone want to build this thing?

Rev_Jones raps on SkyWarp's legs.

Lord_Maxwell is peaking through a microscope occasionally tossing some powder in a mix next to him..

David_Pietersen enters the laborotory

<David_Pietersen> lord maxwell?

<_Skywarp_> Ummm

David_Pietersen keeps walking

Lord_Maxwell looks up.

<Rev_Jones> Ah well.

Rev_Jones climbs into SkyWarp.

<_Skywarp_> (i don't have legs... I ma hovering a few feet above the ground)

<David_Pietersen> I meanth to ask you a question

<Rev_Jones> Home Jeeves!

Lord_Maxwell nods

_Skywarp_ opens the canopy and small incliantiosn apper in the corner allowing you to climb in

<David_Pietersen> could I possibly use your fax machine?

<_Skywarp_> All aboard!

Lord_Maxwell nods and points to the machine

<David_Pietersen> do you have some paper and a pen?

Alfred heads to the kitchen and is now making *pancakes* and *bacon* and *scrambled eggs* for that unciviliced barbarian from the Colonies.

Lord_Maxwell nods and points to a small notepad with a pen on it.

<David_Pietersen> thanks sir

<David_Pietersen> uhm, might I ask what the number of this fax machine is?

_Skywarp_ closes the canopy and stooping to the side suddnly darts upwards and flies towards the castle...

<David_Pietersen> I need to recieve some data on it.

<Bill_Irvine> (hey... Bill isn't unciviliced... He's just hungry and likes a good breakfast ;))

<La_ST> (You *are* uncivilized!)

<Bill_Irvine> (naaahhh... Not me. *g*)

Lord_Maxwell points to the machine..

David_Pietersen looks at the machine

<Lord_Maxwell> (number is written on the machine)

Rev_Jones pokes around. What's a head doing in the cabin?

David_Pietersen writes a note: please send conclusions to following fax number: <number from fax> regards, David

David_Pietersen faxes said note to a certain number in London

David_Pietersen waits for a reply

David_Pietersen presses the print fax button as soon as the fax beeps

<David_Pietersen> wi17

<David_Pietersen> (doh, ignore)

David_Pietersen looks at the papers that roll out and mumbles mmm interesting

<David_Pietersen> Lord Maxwell?

<Lord_Maxwell> hmm?

<David_Pietersen> any special medical conditions about Samantha?

<Lord_Maxwell> hmm?

<David_Pietersen> something that would make her health deteriorate slightly?

Lord_Maxwell thinks for a short moment

<Lord_Maxwell> W..ww..ww...

<David_Pietersen> they seem to be identical according to these results, except a slight difference in general health

<David_Pietersen> oh, wait. We aren't supposed to talk about this to eachother, sorry

David_Pietersen walks out of the lab back to BIll

<Lord_Maxwell> ww..ww.ell....th..th....th..there is..s..s...

<David_Pietersen> Bill

Lord_Maxwell throws a heavy dish after the RUDE foreigner

<David_Pietersen> *clunk*\

<Bill_Irvine> Ywah?

<Bill_Irvine> (-w+e)

<David_Pietersen> hey, I am back to help you guard once more

<David_Pietersen> even got the results now

<Bill_Irvine> so what are those results?

<David_Pietersen> basicly they are the same

<David_Pietersen> except that the real sam is in better health

<Bill_Irvine> How's that? I mean, how do you know the real one is the one with better health?

<David_Pietersen> uhm ...

<David_Pietersen> well, one has better health

<David_Pietersen> and since Sam has been hinting heavily at being able to stop aging ...

<Bill_Irvine> Ok, that's sounds like a clue.

<David_Pietersen> Max convirmed it

<David_Pietersen> well, sortoff

<Bill_Irvine> So at last we know which one is real... But can we tell who is the one with the "better" results?

<Bill_Irvine> Sort of?

<Storytortillo> (yes he marked them with 1 (is the one that was with you) and 2)

<David_Pietersen> yes, we have numbered all the samples

<David_Pietersen> and we have kept them seperated

<David_Pietersen> and numbered

David_Pietersen points at the left door

<David_Pietersen> number 1

<David_Pietersen> and the other one is number 2

<Bill_Irvine> Hmmm... Ok, who's our candidate? The one we picked up, or the one we started with?

<David_Pietersen> oh, our samantha is the one with the bad health

<Bill_Irvine> So we ran with the false one all along?

<David_Pietersen> samantha1 that is

<David_Pietersen> I believe so

<Bill_Irvine> You believe... Great... But how to be *sure*?

<David_Pietersen> but we should wait with this discussion untill we are all together

<David_Pietersen> well, it is my only lead, I would have liked to have more differences

<David_Pietersen> but seeying what I have, the only thing I can conclude ...

<David_Pietersen> but let us wait untill we are all together

<David_Pietersen> as we agreed upon

<La_ST> (Well, for Helga you'll have to wait, but then, she joined up pretty late anyway)

_Skywarp_ swishes and lands before the airship, letting the Reverend out just outside the opened airships landing bay

<_Skywarp_> It was a pleasure driving you

<_Skywarp_> i'll get back to my place and get some sunshine

_Skywarp_ raises up into the air and lets Nate know he's back

<Rev_Jones> Err... bye.

Rev_Jones scratches his ample hair.

Storytortillo raises his head as Skywarp rings...

<Bill_Irvine> Ok. Let's talk it out later

<Storytortillo> I think... we should get dressed...

Rev_Jones looks around.

<Lady_Samantha> (Himiko ought to too ;))

<Nathan_Raiser> I think... we should get dressed...

<Himiko> oh...

<La_ST> (Good plan. We want to keep this PG ^_^)

<Himiko> a pitty, it was so much fun..

Himiko giggles

Nathan_Raiser is alredy putting his pants on...

Himiko finds herself a pair of shorts and a T-shirt

Rev_Jones heads towards the giant inflatable.

<Nathan_Raiser> Well the reverend wouldn't exactly be too happy to see us engaging in carnal acts now... would he?

<Himiko> well if I'm correct we're not doing anything he can't do ...

Lady_Samantha continues to meditate on what happened in what order

<Nathan_Raiser> And decency?

<Himiko> yeah, yeah...

<Lady_Samantha> (/doesn't it say something about "be fruitful and multiply")

<Himiko> The T-shirt is dry Nathan....

<Himiko> nothing to see..

Nathan_Raiser grins

<Rev_Jones> (Thanks for that)

Rev_Jones knocks on the door of the airship. Or something.

<Storytortillo> reverend...

<Storytortillo> as yo uwalk towards the airship you notice that Bill's plane has landed cloebsy as well... but what you see is somethign that catches your eye...

<Lady_Samantha> (wws)

<Storytortillo> The boarding ramp is down... and there is something silvery below it...

Rev_Jones heads to investigate in pure pulp fashion

<Storytortillo> As you come closer... you see a familiar hand.. .twitching from under the heavy ramp

Rev_Jones sets the ramp to rise (I should know where it is by now).

<Storytortillo> As theramp raises you see the crushed body of Rhianon and are shocked by the destruction... its wings seem broken and in shards, clinging fro mthw wing stalks...

<Storytortillo> But what shocks you even more is that where she was not crushed by the ramp, her head and half of her torso...

Rev_Jones shouts Bill!!

<Storytortillo> she has been severly beaten, misshaping her perfect form... and even worse... her pretty face seems to have been caved in by some sort of a bludgeoning instrument...

<Rev_Jones> NATHAN!!!

Bill_Irvine looks at David, making asure he will keep guard

<Himiko> Huh... is that the Reverend shouting?

<Storytortillo> You notice the plastic explosive that is deformed but has not ignited...

David_Pietersen nods

<Nathan_Raiser> huh...

<Nathan_Raiser> it soudned like that!

Himiko runs down the stairs..

Rev_Jones checks for a pulse. Honestly.

Bill_Irvine runs over to the direction the shouting comes from

<Storytortillo> There is none... but she sisn't have any...

<Storytortillo> .. as you crouch above her you notice that at parts where she has been maimed and crushed she seems to be cloting and closing slowly...

Nathan_Raiser runs out with his shirt unbottoned and two guns in his hands

<Nathan_Raiser> What is it!

<David_Pietersen> (run bill, run!)

<Rev_Jones> It looks like someone has done in Rhiannon-lass.

Nathan_Raiser sees the rverend Running and heads towards him...

<Lady_Samantha> (run, run, run. See clunk, see clunk run. run run run)

Rev_Jones points to the crushed figure.

Nathan_Raiser stops and looks at the body in shock letting his guns and hands just run next to his body...

<Clunk> (see Clunk. See Sam. See Sam Run. See Clunk shoot Sam to bits)

<Rev_Jones> And it surprises me, but I do not think it was you.

<David_Pietersen> (ooh, please !)

<Nathan_Raiser> i'd just blow her up...

<Nathan_Raiser> ... and I can vouch for Himiko... we were otherwise engaged tonight...

<Rev_Jones> I am certain.

<Bill_Irvine> Holy crap... Who could have done that? The Sams were locked up...

Himiko blushes slightly

<La_ST> (Helga is still in her Lab near Reykjavik.)

<Himiko> If I would harm Rhiannon, I could have used the secondary detonator I've hidden inside the explosive.

<La_ST> (Eeeevil Himiko *g*)

<Nathan_Raiser> ...

<Rev_Jones> Well, the Sam we knew in the Amazon spent the most time with her. She would be the best person to assess the damage.

<Rev_Jones> I am just confused.

<Nathan_Raiser> while I won't mind it

<Nathan_Raiser> I would have doen the same, Anna...

<Nathan_Raiser> but this is pure and evil

Nathan_Raiser crouches

<Nathan_Raiser> What's this...

<Lady_Samantha> (/me thinks its the "Big Bad(tm)" (to borrow from BtVS))

<Nathan_Raiser> she seems to be... clotting?

<Rev_Jones> Yes, if you can call it that.

<La_ST> As you watch, the damage is slowly repairing. It is an eerie view...

<Rev_Jones> But if a human took that beating, they would be long dead.

<Nathan_Raiser> I don't understand her... but I think it may still be alive...

<La_ST> As if there are tiny pieces slowly creeping together, unfolding, almost looking like some infestation...

<Nathan_Raiser> jesus christ...

<Himiko> Who beat her up?

<Rev_Jones> Language!

Bob_Grant comes out of the ship looking out tired and like he slept in his clothes... his eyes are red... he must have been crying

<Rev_Jones> Bill? How did you not notice someone was crushed under your plane?

Bob_Grant sees them and rusn towards them wondering what the hell is happening

Alfred comes out to see what all this commotion is about

<Bill_Irvine> That's easy... I was on frigging guard and watching the Sams...

<La_ST> But it is a really slow process...

Alfred walks carefully out of the house towards the plane.

<Rev_Jones> So who lowered your ramp?

Bob_Grant looks at her and sees the sight...

<Bob_Grant> no...

Bob_Grant falls to his knees

<Bob_Grant> What... who...

<Bill_Irvine> Not me

<Bob_Grant> the angel... she was... nice

<Bob_Grant> why!

<Himiko> If I may ask Mr. Grant. What where you doing last night?

Bob_Grant is looking at Nathan, Bill and Reverend Jones waiting for some sort of explanation...

<Himiko> I have a pretty good allibi, so do Nathan and Mr. Irvine.

<Bill_Irvine> At least she seems to be repairing... Has anyone any idea on how to speed up the process, so we can get an idea on what was going on?

<Bob_Grant> i... heard you...

<Bob_Grant> I was in my cabin

<Bob_Grant> I too ka shower

<Bob_Grant> and I was asleep

<David_Pietersen> (David might, but he is busy guarding)

<La_ST> (And Helga is in Reykjavik. Tadaa!)

<Bob_Grant> I cried my eyes out for Dr. Burns...

<Bob_Grant> Now... this...

<Himiko> I could...

<Himiko> but I need a...

Bob_Grant looks genuinly shocked

<Rev_Jones> Let us not assign blame immediately. Let us take her to the one person who might be able to treat her.

<Bob_Grant> blame?

<Bob_Grant> what blame?

<La_ST> (Burns? That was the gal from Zen's story. Lisa was Dr.Miller ^_^)

<Bob_Grant> (gaaah... too many games... POOR POOR DOCTOR MILLER)

<Himiko> If I had a lab...

Nathan_Raiser prods a heavy lead pipe next to the shambles of Rhianon...

<Rev_Jones> (Perhaps he meant Mr Burns.... he was watching the Simpsons on Future Television...)

<Himiko> I could probably toss together a good "protein drink" for her nano-bots...

<Nathan_Raiser> I think this is what they used on her... and i'm guessign this white stuff on it... is parts of... her...

Nathan_Raiser seems disgusted

Nathan_Raiser looks at Himiko

<La_ST> (I'm sure he meant the lovely and intelligent Dr.Burns from the Cult of Isis *g*)

<Nathan_Raiser> Are you sure you can work with someone this... alien?

<Rev_Jones> Let's get a stretcher. Himiko, it is your ship.

<Himiko> well from what she told me, she takes materials from the outside world to repair herself..

<Nathan_Raiser> Are we sure we... should actually move her?

<Nathan_Raiser> what if we brake her?

<Himiko> If I find out the materials she need I could mix together something that helps her regenerate..

Bob_Grant seems to be touching the broken face of rhiannon... he seems realyl distraught...

<Bob_Grant> what mosnter could do this

<Himiko> When a human is bashed up like this.... we shouldn't move her...

Bob_Grant moves away and looks in the other direction

<Bob_Grant> it's gonan happen to me too

<Bob_Grant> why did I ever go with the doc

<Bob_Grant> first her... then the angel

<Bob_Grant> now me...

<Himiko> Let's hope that Doc's lab here has everything I need..

<Himiko> be right back..

<Rev_Jones> Come here Bob. Let's go find that stretcher and you can tell me all about it.

<Bill_Irvine> Bob... Calm down, dammit... You aren't helping the cause... We need to stay calm and find out what's happening...

Bob_Grant grabs his head and sits down holding his knees close

Himiko runs inside the building past the slowly approaching Alfred

Himiko heads inside the building and goes to find the lab..

<Nathan_Raiser> (it's ncie to have a panicky idiot in the team

;))

Himiko ducks in the lab and grabs a few vials and then runs out again.

Alfred is slowly coming close to his destination.

Lady_Samantha calls out to Bill and David --- what's going on???

<Alfred> What happened to her, Sirs?

Alfred points to the silvery mess on the floor

<Nathan_Raiser> someone squished her...

<Nathan_Raiser> geez..

Lady_Samantha calls out to Bill and David --- what's going on???

<Nathan_Raiser> (what.. .acros half the manor?... right :))

Alfred frowns

<David_Pietersen> I don't know Sam

<Alfred> This is not good.

<David_Pietersen> Bill went to find out

Lord_Maxwell notices Himiko running into his lab and grabbing a few empty vials

<Bill_Irvine> I will go and tell David what's happening... You stay cool...

Lord_Maxwell begins stuttering out some protest, then curses silently as Himiko has already left the lab again.

Rev_Jones takes some of the ashes that Nathan pointed out.

<Nathan_Raiser> tell me about it

Himiko returns and quietly catches her breath for a moment..

Bill_Irvine goes to David and tells him what's going on

<Rev_Jones> I ... I think you should get Lady Samantha to help.

<Rev_Jones> Now... I am going to see what I can make of these samples.

Nathan_Raiser still hasn't turned...

<Nathan_Raiser> yeah... sure...

<Nathan_Raiser> what about fingerprints and stuff?

Bob_Grant turns to the reverend...

<Bob_Grant> can... i.. do anything?

<Bob_Grant> or shoudl I get back to my room and cry about one more person...

<Rev_Jones> Yes, come with me.

<David_Pietersen> Samantas, listen up something happened to Riannon

<Rev_Jones> I could do with a hand.

Bob_Grant seems even worse then the day earlier...

Rev_Jones heads off towards the airship.

_Lady_Samantha looks up

<Lady_Samantha> what -- what happened??

<David_Pietersen> Clunk! guard this door ! don't let anywhone get out ! (points at door of sam2

<Nathan_Raiser> ... sure...

<Rev_Jones> (ok STs... I am heading off for a bit... I may not make it back this evening).

Clunk plays "Woof"

David_Pietersen opens the door to sam1 ( Lady_Samantha that is you)

<Bob_Grant> Yes...

<David_Pietersen> please come along

<David_Pietersen> you knew her best

Bob_Grant gets up and traisl behind Reverend

<Lady_Samantha> david-- wga==hat happened??

<Lady_Samantha> er what happened?

<David_Pietersen> something with riannon

<La_ST> (Rev: Ok. We just claim your exhaustion - or do it yourself in game)

<David_Pietersen> don't know exactly I was guarding

<Lady_Samantha> can you take me to her?

Himiko takes a vial and pulls it through the silvery goo that is Rhiannon and takes a quick sample.

<David_Pietersen> a crushing or something

<David_Pietersen> I was on that ;-)

Himiko then returns to the lab carefully with the sample.

<David_Pietersen> please follow me Sam

Lady_Samantha follows

<Nathan_Raiser> damn... this is bad...

David_Pietersen guides Sam to the outside crushing spot

Lady_Samantha looks over the scene

<Lady_Samantha> may I have my staff-light and medkit, please?

Lady_Samantha studies the wounds and observes whatever self-healing is happening

Bill_Irvine follows to the outside

<Himiko> Lord Maxwell, may I please use your laboratory stuff for a while. I need to find out what makes this goo tick..

David_Pietersen hands Lady_Samantha a small torch and a medkit

Lord_Maxwell nods and carefully takes his stuff away and puts it out of reach..

Lady_Samantha scans Rhiannon (p1/f1/c1)

Lord_Maxwell then assists the somewhat polite Asian lady in discovering what makes this goo tick.

<Lady_Samantha> (roll?

<La_ST> (The self-healing works very slowly, but it seems to go on without pause

<Nathan_Raiser> Who the hell let you out

<La_ST> (Arete vs 4)

Nathan_Raiser takes the thing away from you

Lady_Samantha rolled 3d10 dice and got: 7, 10, 8

<Lady_Samantha> (what's her reserves?)

<Nathan_Raiser> Ahem...

<La_ST> (Before Nathan snatches the scanner you get a glimpse that Rhiannon really got badly damaged. She uses up her Quint for the self-repair)

<Nathan_Raiser> Can we first check what you are doing to her before we let you do anything with her...

David_Pietersen is playing _close_ attention to what Lady_Samantha is doing

<Himiko> Not much time... not much time..

<Nathan_Raiser> maybe Lord MAxwell can identify her methods

<Lady_Samantha> her energy reserves are very low

<Himiko> These darn things seem to be desintegrating already..

<Lady_Samantha> please let me help her

<Nathan_Raiser> no

Himiko needs to find something that keeps them active..

<Nathan_Raiser> not before we have means to check what you are up to

<Nathan_Raiser> we don't know who cuased this and I am quite sure noone wants her to be more beat up by unverified methods...

<Lady_Samantha> I want to enfuse energy into her, to help her heal her wounds

<Nathan_Raiser> which Samantha is this anyway?

<Lady_Samantha> I want to do what I did in the hospital to heal her

<Nathan_Raiser> right

<Lady_Samantha> *sigh*

<Nathan_Raiser> and i'sd rather have someone verifying your methods

<Lady_Samantha> I'm Sam1 -- Rhi is my girl firned

<Nathan_Raiser> I may be a greasemonkey but we don't know what you are doing...

<Lady_Samantha> I'm worried about letting her run out of energy

Himiko is running every little bit of chemistry through her head to identify the chemical makeup of Rhiannon. Once she knows that she can toss together stuff that can assist Rhiannon in rebuilding..

<Nathan_Raiser> Can someone get lord maxwell and getting him to supervise this?

Lady_Samantha shouws the reading on the tri-corder to Nate

<David_Pietersen> nathan, this is sam 1

<Himiko> please let there be common components in there..

<Lady_Samantha> please let help her

<Nathan_Raiser> that being the one that has been sleeping with this... Rhiannon

<Lady_Samantha> yes sigh*

<David_Pietersen> yes

<Nathan_Raiser> that gives her some credibility

<Nathan_Raiser> but we cannot be sure

<David_Pietersen> well, partly

<Nathan_Raiser> is she is the spy... then we need to know what she is doing to her...

<Nathan_Raiser> so we need someoen to verify what the hell she is doing...

Lady_Samantha sits by Rhi and cries softly

<David_Pietersen> we should discuss this fake sam / reall sam thing real soon now

<David_Pietersen> well, I know biotech

<David_Pietersen> so I could observe what she was doing

Lady_Samantha gentlely hold RHis hads and continues crying

<Lady_Samantha> please let me help her

<Nathan_Raiser> am I the only one who finds this... morbid?

<La_ST> (Let's put Bob to the other side and we have a wailing duo *g*)

<Lady_Samantha> do you still hate her so much??

Bob_Grant is off helping the reverend

<Nathan_Raiser> no... I just don't trust you if you are a clone as they think...

<La_ST> (The REverend excused himself as exhaustion came over him so that he had to return to a room to rest)

<Lord_Maxwell> okay.... what is the chemical component that is most compatible with the chemistry of these nanobots...

<Nathan_Raiser> besides you were communicating with the owners of the commetech devices that attakced us in the jungle!

<Lord_Maxwell> let's hope they aren't made of some polycarbonate..

<David_Pietersen> Nathan, I don't thrust her either, but I think I can observe what she does and interfere when things go bad

<Nathan_Raiser> (Ta DA DA DAM!)

Lady_Samantha strokes her face tenderly

<David_Pietersen> she was?

<Nathan_Raiser> yes...

<David_Pietersen> right ...

<Nathan_Raiser> Bill and Rhianon foudn it out yeterday...

<David_Pietersen> why are we even inconveniencing sam2 then?

<Nathan_Raiser> Bill told me, but didn't know who to tel las Rhainno nwas crushed by what she learned...

<Lady_Samantha> excuse me, but there was not a time when I was in that room without my gf

<La_ST> ("Crushed" is the word...)

<David_Pietersen> my data show an indication that this is the false one, not a full proof, but combined ...

<Nathan_Raiser> (not true, Sam)

<Lady_Samantha> if what you say uiis true, you might want to ask the owner of the blimp just how that got there

<Lady_Samantha> (we were always toigether)

<Lady_Samantha> best guess, was it was always there, or was planted by the team that attacked us

<Nathan_Raiser> (nope... checked with Fixx last session)

<Alfred> Technically it would have been possible for both the Ladies Samantha to have left their quarters unnoticed.

<Nathan_Raiser> Actually that is not possible

<Bill_Irvine> (She had a crush on her?)

<Nathan_Raiser> as I collected all of them from their bloody corpses!

<David_Pietersen> WHAT?

Nathan_Raiser turns to alfred

<Nathan_Raiser> What?

<Lady_Samantha> the only other possiblity is that the radio was always there

<Lady_Samantha> you nmmight ask your gf how that came to be

<David_Pietersen> Alfred, what?

<Alfred> Well this is an old mansion and windows don't lock as well as they used to.. furthermore there's lots of vines growing on the outside...

<Nathan_Raiser> hardly...

<Alfred> and for a younger person it's quite easy to climb outside and do whatever they well please..

<Nathan_Raiser> as Bill said it originated fro mthe room quite recently...

<Alfred> I remember when his Lordship was still the young master, he always sneaked out of the castle in the same way...

<David_Pietersen> right, I'll lock the fake samantha up properly this time

<Lady_Samantha> as I recall 1 of the radios was always missing too

<David_Pietersen> you, come

<Bill_Irvine> Ummm... You didn't feel it was necessary to tell us this any sooner?!

<David_Pietersen> don't make me hurt you

David_Pietersen takes sam1 back to the castle and toward the room

<Alfred> Well I thought that gentlemen like you would have thought of securing the rooms properly...

<David_Pietersen> Thank you, Alfred

<Bill_Irvine> Securing something in an unknown surrounding isn't that easy, eh?

<Lady_Samantha> how can you be so hateful, what did Rhi do to you??

David_Pietersen puts sam1 back in her room

<David_Pietersen> CLUNK !

<Nathan_Raiser> Actually..... currently... you are the one we are worried about!

<David_Pietersen> you stay in the room with her

<David_Pietersen> don't let her leave or touch you

Clunk follows Samantha in.

<Nathan_Raiser> Bloody hell...

Clunk sits down and keeps his eye on her.

David_Pietersen opens sam2's door

<Nathan_Raiser> this gives new meaning to loving someone to pieces!

<David_Pietersen> please come along sam

David_Pietersen takes sam2 back outside

<Bill_Irvine> So this is what boiling shit smells like...

_Lady_Samantha is afraid when you handle her but she seems better after a good night's sleep

<_Lady_Samantha> What... is that?

<David_Pietersen> that was RHiannon

<_Lady_Samantha> Oh my god!

_Lady_Samantha covers her mouth and turns away

<_Lady_Samantha> poor creature...

<David_Pietersen> indeed

<_Lady_Samantha> ... who did that?

<_Lady_Samantha> and why?

<David_Pietersen> we don't know

<David_Pietersen> as in, we think it was the fake one, but she responded ... emotional

<_Lady_Samantha> so... am I in the clear?

<_Lady_Samantha> can I return to maxwell?

Himiko has taken her time to discover the chemical composition of the nanobots and is now trying to throw together the right ammount of materials in a mixture so that it helps Rhiannon in rebuilding herself..

<David_Pietersen> Nathan, what do you think?

<David_Pietersen> can we let Sam2 return to het husband?

<Nathan_Raiser> Actually do you see me caring?

<Nathan_Raiser> I wasn't here

Himiko rolled 3d10 dice and got: 1, 10, 8

<Nathan_Raiser> you were all suppsoed to brign some sort of evdince about this today...

<Rhiannon_D> (hi..sorry again for the delay. ST: hope you didn't wait terribly long for me (as in, got my email...) )

<Nathan_Raiser> according to what I saw today... and heard.. however this one seems kosher to me...

<David_Pietersen> sam2, as far as I am concerned you may go find maxwell

<David_Pietersen> mmm, I'd better acompany you

Himiko mutters as she has some difficulty tossing all the ingredients she thinks she needs together, but she's also of the opinion better too much than too little and finishes a nice but highly poisonous mix for Rhiannon....

<David_Pietersen> Himiko might get violent

<David_Pietersen> I think he is still back at his lab

<David_Pietersen> shall we?

Himiko returns with a big flask with brownish drab in it..

<Nathan_Raiser> (you play... i'll brin Rhiannon up to speed)

<La_ST> (Ok, Nate - thx)

<Himiko> How is she..

David_Pietersen walks with sam2 towards the lab

<La_ST> (Ok, Himiko, the Stuff does work as intended)

<Himiko> I tossed something together quickly that won't hurt her... and if my knowledge of chemistry didn't fail me this should help her actuallly.... but at least it won't harm her anymore...

<Himiko> Just don't get it on your hands..

<Himiko> it's highly poisonous..

<Himiko> for us..

<David_Pietersen> (So I keep an eye on her and sam2 has a nice reunion with hubby)

<Lord_Maxwell> D..d..darling

<Lord_Maxwell> (for how long?)

David_Pietersen stays outside the lab btw, no need to invade anywhones privacy

_Lady_Samantha hugs you and then cries

<David_Pietersen> (I wait)

Crawling_Vine crawls closer towards the food that is standing in the Greenhouse.

Lord_Maxwell hugs his wife closer

David_Pietersen wistles a song

Lord_Maxwell is still a bit carefull while hugging this one..

_Lady_Samantha sobs on your shoulder

_Lady_Samantha moves her head a bit away and with tearful eyes looks at you...

<_Lady_Samantha> should we help them with their friend? Or should we jsut go and get some breakfast?

<_Lady_Samantha> it looks horrid...

<Lord_Maxwell> I h..h..h.. heard..

<_Lady_Samantha> I saw... that dreadfull man who threatend... our boy... showed me...

<Lord_Maxwell> I ...h..h..h..had...b...b...b...b...break..k..k..kk..fast alr...r....rea..d..d...d...y

Rhiannon_D 's eyes open in a mechanical, instant move.

<Himiko> Rhiannon..

<Nathan_Raiser> Rhiannon!

<Nathan_Raiser> looks like she WAS clotting...

Crawling_Vine slowly slings the end of his tendril around David's leg...

<David_Pietersen> (which one?)

Crawling_Vine rolled 1d2 dice and got: 1

<Crawling_Vine> (left)

David_Pietersen screams and tries to get away

Rhiannon_D slowly regains consciousness, subsystem after subsystem indicating massive failures.

David_Pietersen gets away

<David_Pietersen> damnit

Crawling_Vine lashes around for a bit trying to grab his prey still

<La_ST> (Ha! David! That's what nosy reporters ought to get *gg*)

Nathan_Raiser turns quickyl towards the scream...

<Nathan_Raiser> Guard Rhi

<David_Pietersen> (nooooooooo !)

Clunk turns his head upwards as if he hears something

Nathan_Raiser runs off raising his guns

Clunk rushes through the door (leaving the door closed of course, with a Clunk-sized hole in it) and runs towards the sound of his Master

Clunk crashes through some more doors and a glass window of the greenhouse

David_Pietersen looks around for any other weird plants

Rev_Jones (Picks-at-F@modem-3764.bonobo.dialup.pol.co.uk) joined #agww.

<David_Pietersen> clunk no !

Clunk stops near David with his guns folded out

David_Pietersen swears

Rhiannon_D 's memory backups kick in, and she remembers the moment of impact, delicate nanite webs being crused one under another by the force of a brute hit.

David_Pietersen pats Clunk, good boy

<David_Pietersen> comon clunk

David_Pietersen rushes towards the room where he left sam1

Himiko lifts her bottle of brown goo towards Rhiannon's mouth..

<Himiko> Rhiannon, drink this... it will help.

David_Pietersen rushes through the door (opening it swiftly)

Clunk wags his tail while following David

<Rhiannon_D> A scream leaves towards her speech input, but never makes it outside her head as yet another flood of text informs her of the system's current inability to operate.

David_Pietersen loks for sam1

<David_Pietersen> ( La_ST is Sam1 still there?)

<La_ST> (The fluid contains the chemicals that help your nano repair unit to build up your structures again)

<Himiko> Rhiannon, for you this is a healthy drink.. it should help you heal..

<Lady_Samantha> yup I am

<Nathan_Raiser> Damn... are you okay?

David_Pietersen looks relieved

Rhiannon_D notices the incoming audio and resets her sensors, configuring the language settings to Terran, Modern English.

David_Pietersen fishes some bullets out of his pocket and throws them to clunk

Clunk snatches the bullets and gobbles them down.

Clunk plays file burp.wav

<La_ST> (David: Sam1 should be still there)

<Lady_Samantha> I am

Rhiannon_D hears the people around her, and decides their presence is a good thing.

<David_Pietersen> (she is, luckily)

Lady_Samantha waves to David

Clunk folds in his guns.

<Clunk> Woof

<David_Pietersen> good boy

<David_Pietersen> right, I am staying

Clunk sits down again and eyes Sam again.

Nathan_Raiser puts his guns back and runs back to the group

<Himiko> Now I hope you don't need oxygen Rhiannon or actually that you don't have lungs.. because I don't know how, but this stuff is pretty nasty for us, but it should help you, so you'd better drink it up..

Rhiannon_D tries to flex whatever working systems remain in her mouth and chest myo-skeletal arrays, in order to gulp down the drink, one leg erratically kicking the ground and her fingers twitching inhumanly as she tries to do so

Rhiannon_D finally manages to restore external visual input as well, apart from her hud.

<La_ST> (Sam1, what are you doing, btw?)

Nathan_Raiser crouches and looks at Rhiannon...

<Nathan_Raiser> Darn... she really is "clotting"

<La_ST> (The horrible "wounds" have already started to look considerably less ugly)

Rhiannon_D blinks

Rhiannon_D 's eyes flicker with a few swirling shades of yellow for a moment.

Himiko blinks

<Nathan_Raiser> so... should we actually ad PhD in chemistry to your mystery talents?

<Himiko> huh..

<Himiko> I'm good with chemistry...

<Himiko> but that I knew...

<Himiko> Didn't you see the books on my shelves..

<Himiko> I know most of them...

<La_ST> (BTW, I suggest we slowly call it an end - it's getting late, and we won't be able to start anything proer anymore tonight)

<La_ST> (Next will be trying to figure out who hit poor Rhiannon...)

-- To be continued --

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