World of Darkness World of Darkness: Attrition - WoD:A - Chat Logs

[Vivi OOC]

(22:46:37) (Ariel): Mmm...primordial meat.

(22:46:45) (CarterEL): (Ariel) ?

(22:46:51) (Cresent_Sun): (Dec) Spam is meat, right?

(22:46:57) (Ariel): Meat from a bygone age.

(22:47:04) (Ariel): Like Opie was saying.

(22:47:08) (Ophelia): The One True Meat.

(22:47:20) (Ophelia): Passed down through generations...

(22:47:50) (Lucien): TOTM... it's where Totems come from... all things from spam.

(22:48:08) (Titus): Spam...used to be meat, I think.

(22:48:53) (Titus): As was already pointed out...don't mind me.

(22:49:09) (Ariel): Spam, aka: "I can't believe it's not meat."

(22:49:47) (Dec): Spam aint meat. Its what meat becomes if it's a bad cow+horse+cat

(22:50:13) (CarterEL): Spam, apparently I missed some exciting conversations.

(22:50:26) (Grayscale): Yeah, really.

(22:50:43) (Cresent_Sun): (CarterEL) Cooking a meat dish and I asked if Spam was really meat.

(22:51:24) (CarterEL): (Cresent_Sun) Have you ever talked to a Hawaiian? From what I know, they love their Spam.

(22:51:56) (CarterEL): (Cresent_Sun) So I guess that, yes, I suppose it is technically a meat in the sense that it comes from an animal. Like scrapple?

(22:52:03) (Cresent_Sun): (CarterEL) No, I haven't talked to any Hawaiians but its good to know.

(22:52:23) (Ariel): Uhp...drier ding. brb

(22:52:38) (Cresent_Sun): (CarterEL)Scrapple? Not the board game?

(22:53:21) (CarterEL): (Cresent_Sun) Scrapple is a mix-and-match of hog products, like the head, heart, and liver.

(22:54:04) (Cresent_Sun): Sounds like the ingredients of a hot dog.

(22:54:18) (CarterEL): Its cooked with all bones and everything in it, like a stew, than they remove the bones and such and preserve the meat.

(22:54:51) (Grayscale): eeewww

(22:54:58) (CarterEL): And some people ask why I dont eat meat.

(22:55:08) (Cresent_Sun): (Grayscale) I've eaten worse.

(22:55:13) (Ophelia): (Cresent_Sun) Are you kidding? The ones with the processed cheese sauce in them are dee-lish.

(22:55:59) (Lucien): I've never had spam.

(22:56:10) (Ariel): And back. Covered in fresh clothes smell. Mmm.

(22:56:24) (Ophelia): (Ariel) Welcome back!

(22:56:37) (Ariel): Well thank you.

(22:56:57) (Cresent_Sun): (Ariel) I get my clothes done. I don't get that fresh clothes warmth, but it saves on time.

(22:58:50) (Ophelia): That reminds me, actually. I need to turn in some bottles... They apparently fixed the washing machines and dryers over here so I can't just drop in a few washers...

(22:58:56) (Ophelia): Meh.

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(22:59:37) (Ariel): Cresent, to each their own. I like doing the laundry. And it doesn't take too much time.

(23:00:41) (Grayscale): hmmmmm

(23:00:45) (Cresent_Sun): well, time go see Argyle Snot at the Lab. Talk at everyone later.

(23:00:57) (Grayscale): later

(23:01:02) (Ophelia): (Cresent_Sun) Enjoy!

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(23:04:17) (Ophelia): Wow. Everybody's off in their own little worlds...

(23:04:45) (Lucien): I must be going. Good night all.

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(23:04:55) (Dec): Sorry... Had to... um... go

(23:04:56) (CarterEL): Yep, I am art-ing.

(23:05:04) (Ophelia): That was quick.

(23:05:10) (Dec): Takes awhile

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(23:08:09) (Ophelia): (Dec) Erk... sorry?

(23:08:41) (Dec): (Ophelia) No problem. Should have stuck my afk light on

(23:11:01) (Ophelia): (Dec) And you're sure you're okay?

(23:16:14) (Dec): (Ophelia) Its like not being able to have sex when you're hornier than you've ever been. (which is incidentally another side effect of the full moon for me). It's like having a birthday party and watching everyone else eat all your cake. I'd cry, but that's a sissy boy thing to do

(23:16:35) (Dec): and now the caffeine has killed me))

(23:16:44) (Dec) headdesks))

(23:18:17) (Ophelia): (Dec) Huh. Well, they do say weird things happen on the full moon. Maybe you've got too much estrogen in your system.

(23:18:25) (Ariel): Hehe

(23:18:36) (Ophelia): Are you craving ice cream and chocolate?

(23:18:55) (Ariel): It is true that full moons cause an upswing in violence and crimes...and injuries in general.

(23:19:13) (Ariel): I always wondered if it's because there's really something to it, or because people THINK there is.

(23:19:26) (Dec): yeah. Im craving all sorts of things. :?

(23:20:57) (Dec): Its part of my PTSD. I get a little funny around the moon. Not a big deal. Heh. Guess I have a "time of the month" too, ladies.

(23:21:13) (Ophelia): (Ariel) It's an interesting idea. People have been living their lives by the moon since before recorded history. Planting, going to war, getting married, cutting their hair... And going insane, of course. There's a reason they call madness lunacy, after all.

(23:21:48) (Ophelia): (Dec) Ooh. We'll all get together and munch on bon bons while we watch our soaps. We can do pedicures!

(23:21:58) (Ariel): Well, sort of. But they also named 'hysteria' after the uterus, so those old names are as much superstition as reality.

(23:22:18) (Dec): Yeah, the taliban guerillas liked to attack on the bright moon nights. The doc thinks that's part of my problem. overexcitment

(23:22:27) (Ophelia): (Ariel) I dunno. I get pretty hysterical about my girl-parts.

(23:22:42) (Dec): (Ophelia) hahaha! soaps?!

(23:22:57) (Ariel): Maybe, but it was thought that the uterus actually caused women to behave irrationally.

(23:23:04) (Ophelia): (Dec) No kidding? I guess that'd make it easier, since they wouldn't have to use artificial lights.

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(23:23:14) (Dec): (Ariel) Doesn't it?

(23:23:18) (Dec): >:-D

(23:23:29) (Ophelia): (Ariel) Well, we all know the male version works the same way, so...

(23:23:30) (Ariel): Oh, I give up.

(23:23:37) (Ariel): Heee

(23:23:49) (Dec): gotcha good, Ariel

(23:23:52) (Dec):

(23:24:03) (Ophelia): (Dec) Careful, you. You're weak and vulnerable.

(23:24:32) (Dec): Yeah, yeah. rub it in. And while you're in the mood for rubbing...

(23:24:47) (Ophelia): Keep it up and you'll be the victim of an impromptu "male sensitivity" makeover.

(23:25:09) (Grayscale):

(23:26:05) (Ophelia): Ohh, no witty retort for that one?

(23:26:13) (Ariel): Ooo...I'll bring the pink hair dye

(23:26:20) (Ariel): Do you have ribbons?

(23:26:24) (Dec): Don't even think it.

(23:26:34) (Ophelia): (Ariel) I do. Purple ones. I'll get the Sally Field movies.

(23:26:35) (Dec): Anyways, I'm sensitive enough

(23:26:40) (Ariel): Awesome.

(23:27:00) (Dec): My door is locked until I'm walking again.

(23:27:24) (Ophelia): (Dec) Pfft. That's just another way of playing hard to get.

(23:28:56) (Dec): (Ophelia)(Ariel) What the hell, I could use a laugh. If you're coming over, go ahead. Not like I can sleep anyway

(23:29:10) ChatBot: (Frank) has been logged out (Timeout).

(23:31:12) (Ariel): Dec, I'll probably come by sometime just to say hi, see how you're doing.

(23:31:55) (Ophelia): (Dec) Not tonight, unfortunately... Something's sort of come up this evening. Definitely tomorrow, though.

(23:34:11) (Dec): (Ariel)(Ophelia) Thanks ladies. I appreciate it

(23:34:21) (Ophelia): (Dec) So you get a temporary reprieve.

(23:34:35) (Ophelia): Hang on... Shit. Phone again.

(23:35:59) (Ariel): Not a problem.

(23:41:08) (Ophelia): Back, sorry. Sorry.

(23:41:38) (Dec): it's all good, O. Bad news?

(23:41:44) (Ophelia): Guess I didn't miss much.

(23:42:03) (Ariel): Not much.

(23:42:06) (Ariel): Quiet night

(23:42:15) (Dec): Ariel's probably freebasing her laundry, and I've been researching some stuff online

(23:42:24) (Ophelia): For a change.

(23:42:36) (Grayscale): I've been practicing some stuff.

(23:42:50) (Ophelia): Sorry, not avoiding the question, just trying to figure out how to respond.

(23:42:56) (Ophelia): And, what're you researching, Dec?

(23:43:29) (Dec): Oh. Just... stuff. Clothing. >:-D

(23:43:39) (Dec): Garments of various kinds

(23:43:49) (Ophelia): Oh. Okay.

(23:44:17) (Ophelia): Getting your back-to-school wardrobe ready?

(23:44:39) (Dec): Nope. Looking for a gift.

(23:45:41) (Ariel): Oh? How flattering, Dec. Remember...clogs. Wooden shoes. They make great gifts.

(23:47:26) (Dec): (Ariel) Sorry Ariel, but the gift I've got in mind wouldn't suit you

(23:47:49) (Ophelia): Ooooh.

(23:47:59) (Ophelia): Consider my curiosity piqued.

(23:48:02) (Ariel): Ouch.

(23:48:14) (Ariel): No clogs for me?

(23:48:21) (Ophelia): (Grayscale) Practicing...? Music? Tapdancing?

(23:48:42) (Dec): (Ariel) Maybe next paycheck. If you're good.

(23:48:53) (Grayscale): Something like that.

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(23:50:07) (Ariel): It's all right, big guy. Only teasing.

(23:50:17) (Ophelia): (Grayscale) Come on. We've already heard about Ariel's laundry addiction, Dec's hormonal imbalance, and my scandalous rendezvous with Lucien Hunt. Share!

(23:51:01) (Dec): (Ophelia) Your what with who?

(23:51:23) (Ophelia): (Dec) My mistell earlier?

(23:51:41) (Dec): Ahh. Gotcha

(23:52:12) (Ophelia): Going to see Stab Wound Intercourse this weekend.

(23:52:23) (Ophelia): I talked him down from Cairo and Disney World.

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(23:52:35) (Dec): Sorry, nearly had a "not-cute-and-fuzzy" moment there... That a band?

(23:52:40) (Titus) logs into CalNet

(23:52:56) (Ophelia): (Titus) Welcome back.

(23:53:03) (Titus): (Ophelia) Thanks.

(23:53:21) (Ophelia): (Dec) Yeah! They're playing at the Labyrinth.

(23:53:34) (Ophelia): I missed the Argyle Snot show tonight.

(23:53:59) (Dec): (Ophelia) Never been there. Loud music's rarely my thing. They any good?

(23:54:01) (Grayscale): Waltzing.

(23:54:27) (Ophelia): (Dec) Yes. But very loud.

(23:54:36) (Ophelia): I just hope his girlfriend doesn't mind.

(23:54:41) (CarterEL): (Grayscale) HAhaha you're serious?

(23:54:49) (CarterEL):

(23:55:04) (Ophelia): (Grayscale) Waltzing? Wow. You must be pretty secure in your masculinity.

(23:55:16) (Dec): (Ophelia) His girlfriend... yeah. She might. Then again, might not. She a strange one.

(23:55:16) (Grayscale): Ophelia, of course.

(23:55:50) (Ophelia): (Dec) You know her?

(23:56:03) (Dec): (Ophelia) Yeah. We've met

(23:56:06) (CarterEL): (Grayscale) Why are you learning to Waltz?

(23:56:07) (Grayscale): Carter, Hehehe. Yes. I'm serious.

(23:56:19) (Ophelia): (Dec) Ah, cool.

(23:56:41) (Grayscale): Carter, because I need to learn how to dance at formal events, due to one coming up.

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(23:57:03) (Titus): Ack, circumstances conspire!

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(23:57:16) (CarterEL): (Grayscale) Oooh, taking anyone special?

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(23:57:38) (Ophelia): Hm. I'm slightly less impressed that you're not just doing it to learn.

(23:57:50) (Grayscale): Nope. I'm going alone. But I'm gonna be expected to dance with at least one person.

(23:58:23) (CarterEL): (Grayscale) I bet. I didn't know you were into those 'formal event' things.

(23:58:38) (Grayscale): I'm not. But I have to go.

(23:58:45) (Dec): Never learned how to dance. Not really my thing. Looks like fun sometimes, but... you know

(23:59:05) (Ophelia): (Grayscale) Why do you have to go?

(23:59:06) (Grayscale): The basic waltz isn't too hard.

(23:59:24) (Grayscale): Ophelia, because it's sort of an introduction for me.

(23:59:40) (CarterEL): (Grayscale) If you need to practice at all, call me. We can hang out sometime and I'll show you what I know.

(23:59:46) (Ophelia): (Dec) Most dancing anymore is just sort of moving around to the music, anyway. There's not much structure to it, unless it's formal.

(23:59:52) (CarterEL): (Grayscale) Providing I haven't forgotten. Its been a few years.

(23:59:53) (Grayscale): Carter, cool.

(00:00:06) (Ophelia): (Grayscale) Well, my, my. I had no idea I was in the presence of aristocracy.

(00:00:35) (Grayscale): It's not aristocracy, it's more of a private club.

(00:00:45) (Ariel): (night!)

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(00:01:30) (Ophelia): (Grayscale) Makes sense, I suppose.

(00:02:21) (Ophelia): xdtnbhftykXCGHbtfd

(00:02:29) (Grayscale): Huh?

(00:02:32) (Ophelia): Sorry... spilled drink on keyboard...

(00:02:39) (Grayscale): Ah.

(00:02:44) (Ophelia): sec

(00:02:45) (Grayscale): What ya drinking?

(00:02:59) (Ophelia): coffee

(00:03:22) (Grayscale): Ah. The elixir of life.

(00:04:02) (Ophelia): What the hell. This city is crazy.

(00:04:18) (Grayscale): Yes, it is.

(00:04:24) (Dec): Tell me about it

(00:04:43) (CarterEL): I also agree.

(00:05:06) (Ophelia): I cannot and will not qualify that statement, but I stand by it.

(00:05:59) (Ariel): I'll drink to that.

(00:07:14) (Ophelia): Me too, as soon as I find the bourbon.

(00:07:57) (Ariel): I actually got a taste for the tequila mockingbird.

(00:08:11) (Grayscale) takes a swig of his Bawls.

(00:08:29) (Dec): Just milk for me

(00:08:37) (Ophelia): (Grayscale) Of the blue variety?

(00:08:54) (Dec): I have blue ba... never mind

(00:09:00) (Grayscale):

(00:07:59) (Ophelia): (Ariel) You and I will have to christen something, then.

(00:08:19) (Ariel): Sounds good.

(00:08:48) (Ophelia): Don't care what it is, really. Just empty the bottle and we'll find something to smash it against.

(00:08:54) (Ariel): Next time we're all together, we'll have a little fiesta.

(00:09:20) (Dec): What's this? Sounds like a conversation just jumped the rails

(00:10:18) (Ophelia): (Dec) Nope. We're just discussing getting smashed.

(00:10:41) (Ariel): I nominate Dec to be the pinata.

(00:10:46) (Grayscale): LOL

(00:10:52) (Dec): Hey. Why me?

(00:11:04) (CarterEL): Hehe

(00:11:18) (Ophelia): Sounds good.

(00:11:22) (Ophelia): I second the motion.

(00:11:31) (Ariel): You have the most experience, Dec.

(00:11:43) (Ophelia): (Dec) Because most men have to pay to have pretty girls beat them up.

(00:12:29) (Dec): (Ariel) Oh har-de-har.

(00:12:51) (Ariel): Hehehe. Tagged you back for that uterus thing though.

(00:13:23) (Dec): (Ariel) Wait till I get out of this chair. I'll show you a pinata.

(00:13:37) (Grayscale): Ooohhh. Frisky.

(00:13:59) (Dec): (Ophelia) I suppose that's a bonus, then.

(00:14:03) (Ariel): Hehe

(00:14:52) (Ariel): Just remember your 'pinata' will be wrapped in papier mache and beaten with sticks. Bear that in mind before waving it around.

(00:14:58) (Ophelia): (Dec) True enough.

(00:15:05) (Ophelia): (Ariel) Oh, wow.

(00:15:17) (Ariel): Hey, he started it.

(00:17:12) (Dec) laughs and waves his pinata around

(00:17:28) (Grayscale): :O8o:-(

(00:18:04) (Ophelia) searches for singles in her pockets.

(00:19:08) (Grayscale): BRB

(00:20:08) (Ariel): Oh wow...only singles?

(00:20:14) (Ariel): And I thought I was cold.

(00:21:12) (Ophelia): (Ariel) If I had a bill with anyone's picture on it that didn't look like Washington, I'd probably be too busy making out with it to toss it at someone.

(00:21:23) (Dec): (Ophelia):-)

(00:21:37) (Ariel): Oo, kinky

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(00:22:02) (Grayscale): 8o

(00:22:16) (Ariel): I think we're blowing Gray's mind.

(00:22:22) (Dec) forges some bills with his face on them, thus ensuring O's devotion and Ariel handcuffing him

(00:22:48) (Ophelia): Hey, I wasn't kidding about the washer-in-the-washer thing. That worked for most of last semester.

(00:22:59) (Ophelia): I had clean clothes all the time. It was great.

(00:23:19) (Ariel): Really? I never thought to try that when I was in school...

(00:23:51) (Ophelia): (Ariel) Yeah... They fixed 'em, though, so they only take quarters now.

(00:23:54) (Ophelia): Again.

(00:24:01) (Grayscale): Ah.

(00:24:20) (Ophelia): Which means I need to figure out how they broke them the first time, and see if it's true that history repeats itself.

(00:25:36) (Dec): I'm going to head to bed now. I shouldn't be sitting up for long periods of time at the moment, but damned if I'm going to go crazy in bed... not all by myself, anyway.

(00:25:49) (Dec): Hopefully I should be able to sleep

(00:25:53) (Grayscale): Dec, later.

(00:26:07) (Ophelia): (Dec) I hope so. See you tomorrow.

(00:26:23) (Ophelia): I need to get going, anyway. Plans and such.

(00:26:25) (Ophelia): Ugh.

(00:26:44) (Grayscale): Opehlia, later.

(00:26:51) (Ophelia): Night, all.

(00:26:53) (Dec): goodnight all

(00:26:58) (CarterEL): See ya Dec, Ophelia.

(00:27:03) ChatBot: (Dec) is now known as (Dec_OOC).

(00:27:10) ChatBot: (Ophelia) is now known as (Ophelia_OOC).

(00:27:22) (Ariel): Yeah

(00:27:26) (Ariel): I should go too

(00:27:28) (Ariel): Bye!

(00:27:34) (Grayscale): Ariel, later.

(00:27:39) (CarterEL): Bye Ariel.

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(00:29:05) (CarterEL): Hey Graham, you ever notice we are the only ones left at the end of the night whenever I am on?

(00:29:54) (Grayscale): Heh, Now that you mention it... no.

(00:29:59) (Grayscale):

(00:30:25) (Grayscale): Just kidding.

(00:30:29) (CarterEL): Haha. So whats been up since that horrible party I ran into you at?

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(00:31:05) (Grayscale): Nothing much.

(00:32:38) (CarterEL): (Grayscale) Ah ha.

(00:34:40) (Grayscale): What about you?

(00:37:23) (CarterEL): (Grayscale) Oh, you know. Same as always. Questioning existence and my personal social standards while my shutting out any possibility of a relationship.

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(00:37:36) (Grayscale): Eeeep. That sucks.

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(00:40:23) (CarterEL): (Grayscale) I was thinkin about Lucien trying pick me up yhesterday and someone else wanting to hang out later this week

(00:40:35) (Grayscale): Oh? I want details.

(00:40:52) (CarterEL): (Grayscale) About which?

(00:41:05) (Grayscale): Both.

(00:44:01) (CarterEL): Okay. Well earlier someone, I think with the handle Cresent_Sun invited me to go see a band with him on Thursday. I politely declined based on my inability to try new things and meet new people.

(00:44:28) (Grayscale): Try it. He seems to be cool.

(00:45:02) (CarterEL): And yesterday Lucien, and yes I have kept in mind that he is a complete womanizing asshole model boy, hit on me two seperate times, once even offering to take me to Cancun.

(00:45:23) (Grayscale): Heh. That would be interesting >:-D

(00:46:51) (CarterEL): Ha yeah it would be to say the least.

(00:47:16) (CarterEL): But I am doing that thing where I question my own self preservation in order to be social.

(00:47:27) (Grayscale): 8o

(00:49:25) (CarterEL): Why the face?

(00:49:59) (Grayscale): Questioning self preservation?

(00:51:49) (CarterEL): My initial immediate rejection of others attempts to socialize with myself in order to retain my smug sense of satisfaction. Not to mention my being terrified of what somebody might do to me.

(00:55:29) (Grayscale): Ah. Well, you might want to socialize with someone safe.

(00:56:27) (CarterEL): But that is the problem. How does one associate with the safe when the entire concept of safety has been warped in ones mind?

(00:56:46) (Grayscale): Maybe we should talk in person?

(00:57:04) (CarterEL): Probably.

(00:57:29) (Grayscale): What are you doing tomorrow? Want to grab some coffee or something?

(00:59:23) (CarterEL): Yes, that would be nice. What time is good for you?

(00:59:35) (Grayscale): After 6.

(01:00:35) (CarterEL): Alright. Do you know a good place?

(01:01:59) (Grayscale): Liquid Haze

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(01:03:11) (Grayscale): It's a coffee house.

(01:05:21) (CarterEL): Okay, I can do that. Lets say 6.30?

(01:05:44) (Grayscale): Sure.

(01:06:07) (CarterEL): See you there. I suppose I should sleep now.

(01:06:18) (Grayscale): Me too. Later.

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(21:13:03) ChatBot: (Adrian) is now known as (Cresent_Sun).

(21:13:15) ChatBot: (Declan) is now known as (Dec).

(21:13:38) ChatBot: (frank) is now known as (Frankie).

(21:14:03) (Cresent_Sun): Howdy. I'm in class right now.

(21:14:35) (Dec): Hey. Just chilling at home

(21:15:04) (Cresent_Sun): I have a guy problem.

(21:15:33) (Dec): Don't look at me. You need girlfriends to help you with a guy problem

(21:15:46) (Dec): Or is this a guy problem as in, a problem for guys

(21:15:49) (Cresent_Sun): It turns out that the Grad student for my class (glad its not the professor) is a girl I hooked up with at the Preseason party.

(21:16:12) (Dec): Hah

(21:16:18) (Dec): And?

(21:16:38) (Sarah) logs into CalNet

(21:16:49) (Cresent_Sun): And she looked at me kind of funny. See. I have her number and haven't called her.

(21:16:59) (Cresent_Sun): Hey Sarah.

(21:17:03) (Sarah): Hey CS

(21:17:43) (Dec): (Cresent_Sun) You're two up on me then. I've seldom had girls give me their numbers, and I always call them. But I don't get a hookup out of it

(21:17:45) (Frankie): Hey there people

(21:18:38) (Sarah): Well, you've got my number, Dec. But yeah... hookup prolly not advisable.

(21:18:49) (Dec): (Sarah) haha

(21:19:19) ChatBot: (Alex) is now known as (Titus).

(21:19:26) (Titus) longs into CalNet

(21:19:33) (Titus): logs*))

(21:19:36) (Dec): Not to worry, I try not to fool around with attached females

(21:19:46) (Sarah): Heh.

(21:19:50) (Cresent_Sun): Hey Professor.

(21:19:59) (Titus): (Cresent_Sun) Hello...student?

(21:20:30) (Cresent_Sun): (Titus) That's me. Right now in fact.

(21:21:28) (Titus): (Cresent_Sun) Interesting.

(21:22:31) (Frankie): Can't suck up here for extra credit kid

(21:24:05) ChatBot: (Vivi) has been logged out (Timeout).

(21:24:49) (Dec): So other than CS, who is hard at work and paying particular attention to his studies, what's everyone else doing?

(21:25:08) (Cresent_Sun): Constitutional Law. 173

(21:26:30) (Cresent_Sun): (Frankie) Just being polite. I need the practice.

(21:28:29) (Frankie): Just enjoying my evening Ded

(21:28:37) (Frankie): *Dec

(21:29:00) (Titus): (Dec) Looking over lesson plans, listening to music. Not much, really.

(21:31:13) (Frankie): (CS)Is that what it's called these days

(21:31:57) (Dec): (Frankie) Lay off the kid. He's not a suck-up.

(21:32:24) (Cresent_Sun): (Dec) Thanks

(21:32:34) (Frankie): (Dec) Your right, bad day today

(21:33:11) (Frankie): (CS)Don't mind me kid just busting your balls

(21:33:35) (Cresent_Sun): (Frankie) How a bad day?

(21:35:52) (Frankie): (CS) Just a long day of bs paper work

(21:38:31) (Titus): (Frankie) It happens.

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(21:39:33) (Dec): ((IC Chat in progress))

(21:39:54) (Cresent_Sun): Hey Carter. I'm in class right now.

(21:39:58) (Frankie): It sure does, and I hate dealing with the stuff. That's what a secretary job is for.

(21:39:59) (Cresent_Sun): O:-D

(21:40:09) ChatBot: (CarterEL) is now known as (CarterEL|OOC).

(21:40:16) (Titus): (Frankie) Egh. Try grading handwritten essays.

(21:41:01) (Frankie): I'll leave that to you, I couldn't handle that at all

(21:41:14) (Frankie): Sup Carter

(21:41:40) (Dec): (Titus) Why hand written? don't you use computers these days?

(21:43:23) (Titus): (Dec) It was due at the end of class.

(21:43:27) (CarterEL|OOC): ((Out of character guys. Not in a spectacular mood.))

(21:43:48) (Titus): (Dec) The sort of short essay attached to a quiz.

(21:44:22) (Dec): (Titus) Ah, right. I hated quizzes in school

[Vivi OOC]

(21:46:10) (Titus): (Dec) So did I.

(21:46:32) (Dec): hehe. So now you get to give the quizzes?

(21:47:22) (Titus): (Dec) Exactly!

(21:47:36) (Cresent_Sun): Last thing I need is a pop quiz. I'm glad this is my first class of the semester.

(21:47:42) (Dec): (Titus) Okay, I can dig that

(21:47:43) (Titus): (Dec) Though as you see, the plan backfired...I still have to grade them.

(21:47:44) (Cresent_Sun): Oh Busted!

(21:48:54) (Sarah): OK, time for me to go find some dinner; been a lousy night. Later all!

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(21:49:19) ChatBot: (Sarah) is now known as (Sarah_OOC).

(21:49:40) (Frankie): Anyone one of you talked with a Lady Luna recently

(21:49:50) (Titus): (Frankie) Sorry, I haven't.

(21:50:01) (Dec): Haven't seen her

(21:50:02) (Cresent_Sun): Just about got caught by the teach. Thankfully I knew the answer to her question.

(21:52:23) (Frankie): Drat, I can't seem to reach her

(21:55:16) ChatBot: (Ophelia) logs into the Chat.

(21:55:31) (Dec): (Frankie) Too bad, Frankie. Sounds like unreqwited love to me

(21:55:36) (Cresent_Sun): Hey Ophelia.

(21:55:37) (Ophelia): Evening, all assembled.

(21:55:44) (Dec): hmm. not sure about the spelling there

(21:55:54) (Dec): (Ophelia) Yeah. How are you, O?

(21:56:00) (Titus): (Ophelia) Hello.

(21:56:25) (Titus): Unrequited*

(21:56:55) (Frankie): (Dec)I'm not sure it's love

(21:57:12) (Dec): (Titus) Thats the one. Just looked it up. Means "not reciprocated or returned in kind"

(21:57:16) (Frankie): Hey there O,

(21:57:22) (Ophelia): (Dec) Not bad. Average, I guess. You?

(21:57:42) (Titus): (Dec) That's right.

(21:58:00) (Dec): (Ophelia) Riding high, O. Riding high

(21:58:26) (Dec): (Titus) Heh. I keep a dictionary around while I read to help me with the long words

(21:58:29) (Frankie): Glad we got a prof here, he can correct all of our English

(21:59:44) (Ophelia): (Dec) Not a bad idea. If the book's mine, I usually highlight anything I don't understand

(22:00:06) (Dec): (Ophelia) Hmm. I might run out of highlighter

(22:00:10) (Dec): (Ophelia)

(22:00:46) (Ophelia): (Dec) And yet, you'd still be miles ahead of half the graduating seniors

(22:01:01) (Ophelia): So. Anything interesting going on tonight?

(22:01:05) (Titus): (Frankie) Get a degree and you can too.

(22:01:09) (Dec): (Ophelia) Thats because I'm quick on my feet

(22:01:24) (Dec): (Ophelia) Not much. Frankie's mooning after Lady Luna

(22:01:35) (Ophelia): Still? What's the obsession, dude?

(22:01:46) (Dec): And CS is trying not to get busted while in class

(22:02:11) (Dec) shouts "Hey, CS's teacher! He's surfing the internets for porn!"

(22:02:29) (Frankie): What do meean still?

(22:02:45) (Cresent_Sun): (Dec)Sssssshhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!

(22:02:55) (Ophelia): (Frankie) I mean, this isn't the first time you've asked about her.

(22:03:43) (Frankie): (Ophelia) Gee, what and that's a bad thing?

(22:04:37) (Dec): She didn't say it was bad, just that its strange that your hankering for a woman (maybe) you've never met

(22:04:38) (Ophelia): (Frankie) Who pissed in your Cheerios?

(22:04:50) (Dec) raises a guilty hand

(22:04:51) (Dec):

(22:04:56) (Dec): j/k

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(22:06:00) (Dec): (Ophelia) He's a little touchy tonight. Apparently he had some fierce paperwork to wrestle

(22:06:17) (Ophelia): (Ophelia) Or is it the fact that you haven't seen her around, and you're starting to wonder if she's dodging you?

(22:06:31) (Ophelia): That was to Frank, but I think that's obvious.

(22:06:38) (Dec): yeah

(22:07:17) (Ophelia): (Dec) Paperwork? I'd be annoyed, too, if I didn't have to do it all the time.

(22:07:32) (Cresent_Sun): Okay. She wants us to shut down our computers for a little discussion time. Night all.

(22:07:38) (Dec): (Cresent_Sun) Night

(22:07:41) (Ophelia): (Cresent_Sun) Later.

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(22:08:22) (Dec): (Ophelia) So you have paper-immunity? The sight of stacks of the stuff doesn't give you cold sweats? Because it scares the crap out of me

(22:08:52) (Frankie): (Ophelia) Yeah something like that. I guess that's what I get for thinking I can meet someone online

(22:09:16) (Ophelia): (Dec) I wouldn't call it immunity. I just hate looking at pieces of blank paper, so I don't mind putting something on them.

(22:09:42) (Dec): (Ophelia) That's fair

(22:09:44) (Ophelia): (Frankie) Well, you could always hit the bars.

(22:10:01) (Dec): Or pick up someone on Sunset

(22:10:11) (Dec): er... if thats your thing

(22:10:14) (Frankie): (O)Not having much luck doing that either

(22:10:31) (Titus): (Ophelia)(Dec) I don't think that's...really the best advice... :|

(22:11:02) (Ophelia): (Titus) What would you recommend? Trolling the Frappe House?

(22:11:28) (Dec): (Titus) What are you talking about? It's great advice. In the presence of large amounts of beer, anyone can score

(22:11:35) (Dec): ditto money

(22:11:42) (Ophelia): (Dec) You speak the truth.

(22:12:02) (Dec): (Ophelia) I do, don't I

(22:12:29) (Ophelia): And money to buy large amounts of beer is pretty much a guarantee on a college campus.

(22:12:47) (Dec): (Ophelia) Oh yeah. He'll be beating them off with his nightstick

(22:12:57) (Ophelia): Is that what we're calling it these days?

(22:13:03) (Titus): (Ophelia) Ha. I'm not sure what I would advise....Eh, don't mind me.

[Vivi OOC]

(22:13:26) (Dec): Well, what would you call it?

(22:13:31) (Ophelia): (Titus) The coffee maker at faculty meetings?

(22:13:31) (Dec):

(22:13:35) (Titus): It's just my starched-shirt Catholic upbringing shining through

(22:13:39) (Ophelia): (Dec) I have a list!

(22:13:51) (Dec): (Ophelia) I bet you do.

(22:13:54) (Frankie): Unless Ophelia would care to join me for a drink

(22:14:13) (Titus): (Ophelia) Ouch...

(22:14:42) (Ophelia): I'll have a drink with pretty much anybody. Now, I might not leave with them, but I'll have at least a drink or two.

(22:14:55) (Dec): Shame on you, Frankie. You don't even know if she's old enough to drink.

(22:14:58) (Ophelia): (Titus) Sorry, I couldn't resist that one.

(22:15:10) (Ophelia): (Dec) I'm not. Now he knows.

(22:15:23) (Ophelia): Not that it's stopped me before.

(22:16:44) (Frankie): Yeah, well let me know when your old enough and I'll buy you a few drinks

(22:17:15) (Ophelia): (Frankie) Next year, bucko.

(22:17:27) (Ophelia): I'll toast to your health 'till then.

(22:17:33) (Frankie): (O) Sounds good

(22:20:35) (Ophelia): Speaking of, it's a shame they don't allow food and drink in here.

(22:20:43) (Ophelia): I could use a nightcap.

(22:33:17) ChatBot: (Lady_Luna) logs into the Chat.

(22:33:32) (Ophelia): Well, hello, LL.

(22:33:36) (Lady_Luna): Evening.

(22:33:52) (Frankie): Hey LadyL

(22:33:56) (Dec): (Lady_Luna) Hey LL

(22:34:03) (Lady_Luna): What's going on? Anything cool?

(22:34:24) (Dec): Frankie was offering to take Ophelia out for a few drinks

(22:34:35) (Dec): I think he's trying to get over someone.

(22:34:56) (Ophelia): Ah, fate. She is a fickle bitch.

(22:35:06) (Dec): Too true

(22:35:44) (Lady_Luna): (Dec) Such is the way of men.

(22:36:03) (Dec): (Lady_Luna) Not all men, LL. Not all.

(22:36:07) (Frankie): Yeah that is very true

(22:36:09) (Dec):

(22:36:26) (Ophelia): All men don't try to get over women?

(22:37:12) (Dec): (Ophelia) Hmm. I was thinking more of the fact that all men don't get over one woman by jumping on another

(22:37:33) (Lady_Luna): (Dec) You aren't a man - you're a gentleman.

(22:37:39) (Ophelia): I suppose. It is a fairly effective method, though.

(22:37:55) (Dec): (Lady_Luna) 8o:-):-(

(22:38:05) (Dec): damn LL, that was good

(22:38:05) (Ophelia): You'll either get their kisses off your mind, or that's all you'll be able to think about.

[Vivi OOC]

(22:38:48) (Dec): ... hmm

(22:39:11) (Lady_Luna): (Dec) Occasionally, I'm good with words. Occasionally.

(22:39:26) (Ophelia): If it's the first, you're in better shape with the new girl. If it's the second, you're pretty well screwed.

(22:39:36) (Dec): (Lady_Luna) :-* That's for the laugh

(22:39:56) (Lady_Luna): (Dec) Aww, baby... you shouldn't. :-*

(22:40:16) (Ophelia): And it works for ladies, as well.

(22:40:24) (Dec): (Ophelia) Hey, lemme cherish my innocence.

(22:41:17) (Ophelia): I suppose I shouldn't mention the two ladies in question finding out if kissing each other makes them forget the man, then.

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(22:41:43) (Dec): Only if the description comes with pictures

(22:41:47) (Dec):

(22:41:49) (Ophelia): Hey, Gray.

(22:41:55) (Frankie): wha?

(22:41:56) (Grayscale): Hallo, all.

(22:42:05) (Frankie): Sup

(22:42:09) (Dec): (Grayscale) Hey Gray

(22:42:10) (Lady_Luna): test?

(22:42:29) (Dec): pass

(22:42:31) (Lady_Luna): God-damned lousy connection.

(22:42:41) (Dec): We'll have Titus grade ya later

(22:42:42) (Ophelia): Hey, girls are great once in a while. They have such soft, yummy lips.

(22:42:54) (Dec): Yeah, they do

(22:43:09) (Lady_Luna): brb

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(22:43:31) (Ophelia): WB.

(22:43:34) (Lady_Luna): Sound?

(22:43:39) (Lady_Luna): Fuck. Still no sound.

(22:43:41) (Dec): feeling better?

(22:43:44) (Titus): (Dec) Heh.

(22:44:00) (Frankie): Everything okay

(22:44:30) (Lady_Luna): Just don't have sound, which makes me think that this chat is going to come tumbling down at any second.

(22:45:01) (Ophelia): Maybe it's your browser?

(22:45:15) (Lady_Luna): O: Maybe. Fuck if I know.

(22:45:45) (Ophelia): It doesn't like the fox one.

(22:46:20) (Lady_Luna): Really? That could explain it, as that's what I'm using.

(22:46:22) (Lady_Luna): BRB

[Vivi OOC]

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(22:47:12) (Titus): I like Opera. The browser, that is.

(22:47:15) (Ophelia): (Dec) So, I've heard rumors you've been sighted doing runs again. Guess you're really up and going, eh?

(22:47:23) (Ophelia): (Titus) I've never heard of it.

(22:47:23) ChatBot: (Lady_Luna) logs into the Chat.

(22:47:34) (Ophelia): Welcome back, again.

(22:47:46) (Lady_Luna): Ok, now we're rocking.

(22:47:52) (Dec): (Ophelia) That's me. A regular Timex

(22:47:57) (Dec): (Lady_Luna) wb

(22:48:11) (Lady_Luna): Thanks, guys.

(22:48:14) (Titus): http://www.opera.com/download/

(22:48:19) (Ophelia): (Dec) That's great.

(22:48:54) (Ophelia): (Titus) Not my computer, and I don't think we're allowed to download anything onto the hard drive here.

(22:49:24) (Titus): (Ophelia) Ahh.

(22:50:52) (Dec): (Ophelia) If you feel like going for a run sometime, give me a call. Might help burn away some blues now and then.

(22:51:21) (Ophelia): (Dec) Me? Run?

(22:51:36) (Dec): (Ophelia) Yeah. You. Run.

(22:51:41) (Dec):

(22:52:34) (Lady_Luna): back

(22:52:43) (Titus): (Lady_Luna) wb

(22:52:44) (Dec): wb

(22:53:51) (Ophelia): (Lady_Luna) Welcome back

(22:54:04) (Ophelia): (Dec) Yeah, I don't run. Unless it's away. Because I'm being mugged.

(22:54:54) (Dec): (Ophelia) heh. Second-best natural high in the world. Or so I've heard.

(22:59:08) (Ophelia): (Dec) I prefer the first.

(22:59:45) (Dec): (Ophelia) Yeah. That's good exercise too, of course.

(23:00:14) (Ophelia): Not so much lately, though, and it's driving me up the wall.

(23:00:45) (Dec): (Ophelia) Oh?

(23:01:20) (Ophelia): Maybe I'll take up yoga or something.

(23:04:14) (Lady_Luna): So stealing bandwidth with a laptop leased from the library is not working so well.

(23:05:02) (Ophelia): (Lady_Luna) You should try the computer lab on campus. Just sign a name on the sheet and pick a residence hall to list. They don't even check ID.

(23:05:43) (Lady_Luna): brb

(23:07:23) (Frankie): O: Since when do they not check id at the computer lab?

(23:07:52) (Ophelia): (Frankie) Since ever? You give them your name, the time you sign in, and where you live. That's it.

(23:07:55) (Dec): Uh oh, the bloodhound is on the trail. Who let the dogs out?

(23:08:19) (CarterEL|OOC): ((Also, coming from an ex-computer lab supervisor at a college, that is strangely accurate))

(23:08:58) (Frankie): O: Really, hmm I'll have to take at trip over there then

(23:09:31) (Vivi_OOC): ((Yep. That's exactly the process we had at Murray State.))

(23:10:40) (CarterEL|OOC): ((Ours wasn't even that bad. We watched people walk in. That was the extent of our job. Fuck, I spent half the time I was there sleeping on a bed made up of two or three chairs.))

(23:10:45) (Ophelia): (Frankie) Er, don't you already have a computer?

(23:12:19) (Frankie): (O) I meant to talk with the supervisor over there

(23:12:37) (Lady_Luna): back

(23:12:48) (Ophelia): (Frankie) ...Why? This is the process they're supposed to follow. They're doing their job. Give it a rest!

(23:13:11) (Lady_Luna): (Ophelia) But... someone is doing something fun! Frankie has to KILL them.

[Vivi OOC]

(23:13:20) (Dec): (Ophelia) And bury the body

(23:13:20) (Ophelia): This isn't some fascist police state you can whip into submission with a taser and a nightstick.

(23:13:31) (Dec): (Ophelia) It's not?

(23:13:34) (Dec):

(23:13:40) (Frankie): Nv mind O it's nothing you need to worry over

(23:14:18) (Titus): Hmm. Realistically, how much of a problem is this?

(23:14:21) (Ophelia): (Dec) Fuck no, it's a university in California. If the slightest hint of oppression gets scented in the air you'll have riots and protests and marches.

(23:14:43) (Dec): (Frankie) Hey, how about cutting people some slack. You get bent out of shape about petty shit, how are you going to have the energy to deal with the crap your jackbooting will cause?

(23:14:50) (Ophelia): Nothing's cheap, but by god, everything had better be free.

(23:14:58) (Dec): (Ophelia) Even love?

(23:15:15) (Ophelia): (Dec) Free love? Hippie.

(23:15:35) (Dec): (Ophelia) That's me. Running around naked and in tune with nature

(23:15:43) (Dec):

(23:15:50) (Ophelia): You pagan weirdos... I swear.

(23:16:15) (Ophelia): You hold rituals on the moons, too, I'll bet.

(23:16:22) (Dec): Weirdo, is it? Right, thats a nekkid serenade for you.

(23:16:25) (Ophelia): And four on the major holidays.

(23:16:28) (Frankie): (Dec)Hmm, well it's little shit like that bothers me always has

(23:16:47) (Ophelia): (Frankie) And it's that "little shit" that doesn't have anything to do with your job.

(23:16:54) (Ophelia): Seriously, dude.

(23:17:08) (Lady_Luna): (Frankie) Because you're too repressed to have fun yourself...

(23:17:22) (Ophelia): You don't have to like it, because it's not under your control.

(23:17:41) (Ophelia): You can't bitch about the computer lab any more than you can change what a professor teaches.

(23:17:57) (Titus): (Frankie) College kids only take to so much discipline. Believe me, I know. Things like this...I would call overkill. Though I do hope you don't feel like we're ganging up on you.

(23:17:58) (Dec): He has fun. He tries to get impressionable young ladies to go out for drinks with him. Guy's having a blast

(23:18:35) (Ophelia): Your job is to make sure people aren't raped and mugged and beaten on campus, not to go telling the poor volunteers at the computer lab that they're doing it wrong.

(23:19:07) (Frankie): I really don't need you to tell me how to do my job missy.

(23:19:15) (Ophelia): (Frankie) Then remember what it is.

(23:19:28) (Ophelia): And let people who have their own jobs handle those, kay?

(23:20:28) (Frankie): Whatever you say

(23:22:00) (Ophelia): (Frankie) Besides. While you're wasting time with the computer lab, there's probably a drug deal going on by one of the dorms, or some kids fucking in a car in the parking lot, or someone getting stabbed to death for their sneakers.

(23:23:12) (Ophelia): Hell, if you want to come down and have a chat with the supervisor Frankie Mussolini, come right now. I'll tell you in person where you can put your nightstick.

(23:23:33) (Frankie): YGo ahead mock me all you want

(23:23:40) (Lady_Luna): I'm stabbing a kid to death for his sneakers right now, as a matter of fact.

(23:23:45) (Titus): (Ophelia) At least you didn't compare him to a Nazi.

(23:24:07) (Ophelia): I'm not mocking you. I'm calling you a fascist prick, if you've got nothing better to do with your precious time and authority than to screw with the kids at the computer lab.

(23:24:11) (Dec): (Frankie) One of the things they taught us at Sergeant school: when you're in the 'zone, don't sweat the troops on the chicken shit. It's a good way to get a bullet in the back. Here in the Real World, same principle applies, but you're always in the 'zone.

(23:24:28) (Dec): And the bullet isn't always literal

(23:24:34) (Ophelia): (Titus) No... I tried to avoid it. Godwin, and all that.

(23:24:40) (Ophelia): (Lady_Luna)

(23:24:44) (Titus): (Ophelia) Indeed.

(23:25:51) (Grayscale): :?

(23:25:56) (Frankie): you know your right I don't have time to mess with spoiled ass kids, that want to run off at the mouth. Let's see you come down to the comptuer lab

(23:26:01) (Ophelia): (Grayscale) So. How are you?

(23:26:11) (Grayscale): Busy.

(23:26:14) (Grayscale): U?

(23:26:19) (Titus): (Grayscale) Hello.

[Vivi OOC]

(23:26:25) (Ophelia): (Frankie) I'm at the fucking computer lab. That's why I said come down here if you've got no actual crime to prevent.

(23:26:27) (Lady_Luna): (Ophelia) What? They were the right shade of blue. Emphasis on were - I didn't flip him on his back fast enough, and now they're stained.

(23:26:39) (Titus): (Grayscale) I don't think I saw you come in.

(23:26:39) (Ophelia): (Lady_Luna) So... Kind of purple now?

(23:26:53) (Ophelia): (Grayscale) Not bad. Feeding trolls.

(23:26:55) (Lady_Luna): (Ophelia) Brownish-blue...

(23:27:06) (Ophelia): (Lady_Luna) Ick. Wasted effort.

(23:27:11) (Frankie): That's so

(23:27:14) (Dec): (Lady_Luna) That's a common problem. Best thing to do is hit them over the head and then peel the trainers off before gutting them

(23:27:15) (Grayscale): Titus, I snuck in.

(23:27:20) (Frankie): 'm out

(23:27:24) (Lady_Luna): (Ophelia) Yep. Have to find another to kill now.

(23:27:28) (Lady_Luna): Night, Frankie.

(23:27:31) (Ophelia): This should be fun.

(23:27:34) (Titus): (Frankie) See you.

(23:27:44) (Titus): ((do a fic!))

(23:27:48) ChatBot: (Frankie) is now known as (OOC_Frank_White).

(23:28:08) (Dec): (Ophelia) Let me know if he shows... I'll be there in a flash.

(23:28:12) (Dec):

(23:28:19) (Titus): (Grayscale) Ahh. You are stealthy, sir.

(23:28:25) (Ophelia): ((That'll go well. Morgan hates authority figures. ))

(23:28:30) (OOC_Frank_White): ((I would do a fic, but I'm about to get off work dang nabbit))

(23:28:50) (Titus): ((Aww))

(23:28:54) (Lady_Luna): Me too - I didn't tell him I'm siphoning off broadband from the computer lab.

(23:29:09) (OOC_Frank_White): ((Hell what's another fight to me, that would only be three today))

(23:29:15) (Ophelia): (OOC_Frank_White) ((No worries. We can do something tomorrow maybe.))

(23:29:16) (Titus): (Lady_Luna) :-)

(23:29:37) (Ophelia): I hope he does show up. It'd be a fucking grand way to illustrate exactly how concerned about campus security he is.

(23:30:11) (Lady_Luna): Actually, I'll be really concerned if he does show up. Seems to indicate that he's not... balanced.

(23:30:11) (Ophelia): "Hey, look at what you guys are paying this guy for. Harrassing students at the computer lab, while some kid got knifed for his Vans."

(23:30:32) (Dec): If he has any sense, he'll drop it before he looks like a total fuckwad

(23:30:44) (Dec): Well, more like a total fuckwad

(23:31:21) (Lady_Luna): Life is full of fuckwads...

(23:31:23) (Titus): Perhaps I should try to deter him...

(23:31:36) (Dec): (Lady_Luna) Frankie's well-balanced. He has 40 doughnuts on each side of his belly

(23:31:57) (Grayscale): 8o

(23:32:09) (Ophelia): (Titus) Depends. If you don't, could you get a camcorder? I want it on film if he tasers me

(23:32:09) (Lady_Luna): (Dec) Met him, have you then?

(23:32:10) ChatBot: (CarterEL|OOC) is now known as (CarterEL).

(23:32:57) (Titus): (Dec) Warn me. I was drinking tea.

(23:33:00) (Titus):

(23:33:05) (Dec): (Lady_Luna) Seen him, smelled him, don't particularly want to meet him.

(23:33:14) (Dec): (Titus) Sorry Prof

(23:34:29) (CarterEL) logs into chat.

(23:34:34) (Dec): (Ophelia) If Judge Dredd actually tasers you, he will be in so much shit they could fertilise Kansas and still have enough left to drown him in

(23:34:36) (Titus): (Dec) No harm done.

(23:34:39) (Ophelia): Hey, Carter.

(23:34:57) (CarterEL): Hey. Late night tonight, huh?

(23:35:08) (Dec): (CarterEL) Hey Carter

(23:35:23) (Titus): (CarterEL) Hello.

[Vivi OOC]

(23:35:33) (Ophelia): (Dec) Yeah. I've never been tasered, and I'm pretty sure it'll suck, and I'll wish I was dead for a little bit, but it'd be so worth it to see him get shit-canned.

(23:36:27) (Grayscale): Carter, heya.

(23:36:56) (CarterEL): Again, Hi everyone.

(23:36:57) (Titus): (Ophelia) I doubt he would be that foolish.

(23:37:24) (CarterEL): What're we talking about?

(23:37:24) (Ophelia): (Titus) But one can hope

(23:37:32) (Dec): (Titus) I dunno sometimes, Prof. You seen his posts on the CalNet? Guy is wound tight

(23:37:39) (Titus): (CarterEL) Frank White.

(23:37:42) (Dec): And this is me saying this

(23:37:56) (CarterEL): (Titus) Who?

(23:38:01) (Titus): (Dec) I have, yes...he does seem rather obsessed, doesn't he?

(23:38:22) (Grayscale): brb

(23:38:57) (Titus): (CarterEL) Campus security guard.

(23:40:45) (Lady_Luna): test

(23:40:52) (CarterEL): I think I know the guy you're talking about. Got kind of a stuck-up aura about him, looks like he's in his late twenties or early thirtys?

(23:40:53) (Lady_Luna): fucking connection.

(23:40:53) (Titus): Pass.

(23:41:08) (Dec): Prof? What's LL's grade?

(23:41:11) (Dec):

(23:41:18) (Lady_Luna): Grade? WTF?

(23:41:40) (Dec): Looks high grade to me... Maybe a B+?

(23:41:47) (Dec): >:-D

(23:41:48) (Titus): (Dec) That would be a breach of trust

(23:42:44) (Lady_Luna): Are you guys judging my boobs or something? Because then I must ask - how the fuck do you know what my boobs look like?

(23:43:14) (Dec): (Ophelia) Friday day is good for me. Maybe we can go see a show after. If that's cool?

(23:43:21) (Dec): ack!

(23:43:49) (Ophelia): (Dec) :-)

(23:43:55) (Dec) hides under the desk

(23:44:03) (CarterEL): o.O

(23:44:05) (Ophelia): (Dec) I didn't think you liked loud music.

(23:44:47) (Dec): I've been listening to some. Online and stuff. I like some of the rhythmic drumming

(23:45:22) (Dec) is a little red right now

(23:45:23) (Lady_Luna): Sure.... 'drumming'...

(23:45:34) (Dec): (Lady_Luna) Bite me

(23:45:55) (Ophelia): Is there a definite "bow chicka wow wow" going on in the background, too?

(23:46:02) (Lady_Luna): (Dec) You wouldn't like the response to that.

(23:46:08) (Dec): Huh?

(23:46:09) (Lady_Luna): (Ophelia) Usually.

(23:46:32) (Dec): No... Told folks already, I don't watching training films

(23:46:50) (Dec): like^

(23:47:02) (Lady_Luna): He likes making them.

(23:47:06) (Ophelia): (Dec) Oh, I just thought you might be busy making them.

(23:47:07) (Ophelia): Ha!

(23:47:09) (OOC_Frank_White): ((Enjoy bashing Frank guys, I'm out. Catch ya tomorrow))

(23:47:14) (Ophelia): ((Night!))

(23:47:21) (Dec): 8o

(23:47:25) (Dec): ((night))

(23:47:28) (Lady_Luna): (OOC_Frank_White) ((Night!))

(23:47:35) (Titus): ((seeya))

(23:47:37) (Dec): ...

(23:47:40) (Lady_Luna): (Ophelia) You and me, babe... You and me.

(23:48:02) (Ophelia):

(23:48:09) (Dec): Funny, ladies. Real funny.

(23:48:55) (Dec): going to get a drink

[Vivi OOC]

(23:49:02) (Lady_Luna): (Dec) Aww...

(23:49:15) (Ophelia): He could probably use a stiff one right now. I know I could. >:-D

(23:49:23) (Lady_Luna): Me, too.

(23:50:02) (Dec): okay spilled my drink as i sat down. and it was milk, you two

(23:50:09) (Dec): shit..

(23:50:19) (Ophelia): Does a body good.

(23:50:20) (Dec) pulls on a helmet and hunkers down

(23:50:23) (Lady_Luna): We could come lap it up, like big kittens.

(23:50:27) (Titus): (Dec) Karma.

(23:50:31) (Ophelia): Mmmmm....

(23:51:07) (Dec): (Titus) It's like being in Helmand, without being able to shoot back

(23:51:20) (Dec): heh

(23:51:45) (Lady_Luna): You can shoot back at us. We don't mind getting a little splattered.

(23:51:57) (Ophelia): Right. You just can't shoot first.

(23:52:08) (Dec): And O, one thing I don't need more of is stiff ones.

(23:52:19) (Titus): 8o

(23:53:01) (Dec) advises all of a gentle or meek disposition to either look away or take notes

(23:53:10) (Lady_Luna): (Titus) Sorry, are we shocking you?

(23:53:23) (CarterEL): Apparently this is my cue to leave.

(23:53:30) (Dec): (Lady_Luna) You're shocking me, that's for damn certain.

(23:53:31) (Ophelia): I think everyone else's been scared into silence.

(23:53:43) (Ophelia): (CarterEL) Aww. Well, Night!

(23:53:48) (Titus): If you can't see their posts, they can't see yours!

(23:53:51) (Lady_Luna): Carter: WE can stop, if we're driving you off

(23:53:57) (Titus): (CarterEL) Night.

(23:54:16) (Lady_Luna): (Dec) I am?

(23:54:19) (Dec): Yeah, they can just wind me up in whispers.

(23:54:36) (Dec): (Lady_Luna) Well, a bit yeah

(23:54:39) (CarterEL): As exciting as listening to innuendo is, I'd much rather just watch TV or something.

(23:54:39) (Ophelia): (Dec) But then we can't play off each other's innuendo.

(23:54:52) (Dec): (Lady_Luna) Didn't think you'd let any splatter

(23:54:55) (Dec):

(23:55:10) (CarterEL) logs out of chat.

(23:55:18) ChatBot: (CarterEL) is now known as (CarterEL_OOC).

(23:55:23) (Lady_Luna) gives into the evil.

(23:55:33) (Lady_Luna): (Dec) Someone's been telling tales...

(23:55:56) (Dec): (Lady_Luna) Nuh-uh. Just an honest assessment

(23:56:22) (Lady_Luna): (Dec) Haha... I'll be wearing my 'Scarlet A' then, tomorrow.

(23:56:45) (Dec): (Lady_Luna) Wonder who the A stands for

(23:57:41) (Lady_Luna): Wow. Damn. You made me blush! I didn't think I could do that anymore!

(23:57:55) (Dec): I'm just that good.

(23:57:59) (Dec):

(23:58:04) (Lady_Luna): Apparently.

(23:58:59) (Dec): Well, that's the rumor. As yet, it hasn't been tested. Trying to get O to be my examiner, but then I spoke in the out-loud voice.

[Vivi OOC]

(23:59:34) (Ophelia): Heh

(23:59:36) (Lady_Luna): Aww... and no more playing doctor for you.

(23:59:44) (Dec): There, got a fresh drink.

(23:59:58) (Lady_Luna): Don't spill. ;

(23:59:59) (Lady_Luna): )

(00:00:01) (Lady_Luna):

(00:00:10) (Dec): Hey, I still have a wound that needs dressing. And undressing.

(00:00:16) (Dec):

(00:00:29) (Dec): ... or is that the other way round?

(00:00:41) (Lady_Luna): LOL

(00:02:23) (Ophelia): Sorry, was checking email.

(00:02:41) (Dec): That's a relief. Thought I'd scared you off

(00:04:22) (Dec): test

(00:05:38) ChatBot: Error: Connection status: 0

00:05:43) ChatBot: Error: Connection status: 12031

(00:06:51) ChatBot: Error: Connection status: 12031

(00:08:27) ChatBot: Error: Connection status: 12031

(00:09:41) (Dec): (Titus) What, he'd tase me for killing the chat?

(00:10:18) (Dec) pokes LL and O to see if they wobble

(00:10:19) (Lady_Luna): heh

(00:10:40) (Lady_Luna): Connection troubles again. Fucking thing.

(00:11:02) (Titus): (Dec) It's a distinct possibility.

(00:11:08) (Dec): (Lady_Luna) So you had any luck getting a job yet?

(00:11:36) (Lady_Luna): I found a bit of work that'll cover rent and most of it.

(00:11:44) (Lady_Luna): It's a temp job though.

(00:12:07) (Dec): (Lady_Luna) Well, I'll keep my eyes open over here for anything on campus if that's your speed?

(00:12:30) (Ophelia): Hm. I'm guessing this crashed.

(00:12:36) (Lady_Luna): Sure. I'm great at ringing things up and I can repair trucks from the 1960s.

(00:12:41) (Ophelia): Ah! No it didn't.

(00:12:52) (Dec): (Ophelia) wb from email land

(00:13:13) (Ophelia): Was going to say, no, I wasn't scared off. If I didn't run screaming before, I'm not going to now

(00:13:42) (Dec): (Ophelia)

(00:13:57) (Dec): So Friday good for you, then?

(00:14:05) (Dec):

(00:15:12) (Ophelia): Sure, yeah.

(00:15:13) (Lady_Luna) waits...

(00:15:25) (Lady_Luna): Damn it... My timing was just a bit off..

(00:15:40) (Dec): (Lady_Luna) You holding your breath too?

(00:15:46) (Dec): (Ophelia) Great

(00:16:00) (Ophelia): Why is there breath-holding?

(00:16:37) (Dec): (Ophelia) You happen to be the first girl that's said yes to being asked out by me. For this, you get a prize.

(00:16:40) (Lady_Luna): (Ophelia) There wasn't on my end. Ya just took a bit to respond, so I was making Dec nervous.

(00:16:43) (Dec):

(00:17:09) (Titus): Ack. I appear to be bleeding.

(00:17:12) (Ophelia): (Dec) Well, that's not so weird, right?

(00:17:20) (Ophelia): (Titus) Not self-inflicted, I hope.

(00:17:32) (Dec): (Titus) Bleeding is not good

(00:18:13) (Titus): (Ophelia) Actually, yes. I just cut my finger with a knife.

(00:18:14) (Grayscale): Lady_Luna, what skills do you possess?

(00:18:24) (Grayscale): Titus, eeep.

(00:18:25) (Lady_Luna): Gray: I ring things up well.

(00:18:30) (Titus): My wife is constantly telling me that forks were made for a reason...

(00:18:30) (Lady_Luna): I'm good in a fight.

(00:18:37) (Ophelia): (Titus) And so they were!

(00:18:39) (Lady_Luna): And I can repair trucks.

(00:18:46) (Titus): (Grayscale) It is a grave wound, but I will probably live.

(00:19:02) (Dec): (Ophelia) It's a first for me. Whether or not it's weird is yet to be seen.

[Vivi OOC]

(00:19:32) (Ophelia): (Dec) You've never gone to a concert with anyone?

(00:19:32) (Dec): (Grayscale) Be warned, she's not a customer-service kind of person.

(00:19:34) (Grayscale): Lady_Luna, would you mind working hard hours in the sun?

(00:19:48) (Dec): (Ophelia) Um. No. Never dated.

(00:19:57) (Lady_Luna): (Dec) Thanks. You are getting a bird... right now. Enjoy!

(00:20:13) (Dec): (Lady_Luna) Right back atcha

(00:20:14) (Lady_Luna): (Grayscale) No... but thanks for asking. I have a boyfriend already.

(00:20:17) (Ophelia): (Dec) You don't have to date to go hang out with someone, you know.

(00:20:39) (Lady_Luna): (Dec) Tat for my tit, huh?

(00:20:41) (Dec): (Ophelia) Not had very many friends before, either.

(00:20:46) (Ophelia): Let me see who's playing Friday.

(00:20:58) (Ophelia): (Lady_Luna) Oh, that's just vulgar.

(00:21:19) (Dec): (Lady_Luna) Depends: what's the exchange rate?

(00:22:13) (Ophelia): (Dec) You are such a Flirty McHotpants!

(00:22:14) (Titus): Night folks.

(00:22:18) (Lady_Luna): (Dec) Too clostly for you!

(00:22:22) (Ophelia): (Titus) Night, prof.

(00:22:23) (Lady_Luna): costly*

(00:22:33) (Dec): (Ophelia) Is that good or bad?

(00:22:40) (Dec): (Lady_Luna)

(00:23:38) (Dec): (Titus) Night Prof. Don't cut yourself any more

(00:23:51) (Dec): (Titus) Or we'll have Frank arrest you for being emo

(00:24:18) (Lady_Luna): test

(00:24:22) (Dec): pass

(00:24:25) (Lady_Luna): (Dec) Ha!

(00:24:27) (Ophelia): (Lady_Luna) Isn't that illegal in LA?

(00:24:35) (Ophelia): Meh, that was to Dec.

(00:24:54) (Dec): (Ophelia) Is what illegal? Being emo?

(00:25:03) (Ophelia): Ze screen, she moves.

(00:25:07) (Ophelia): (Dec) Yeah.

(00:25:34) (Dec): (Ophelia) Not sure. But Frank will probably taze them to be on the safe side

(00:25:48) (Ophelia): Bless that man.

(00:26:13) (Dec): (Lady_Luna) *whispers sideways* Being a Flirty McHotpants. That's good, right?

(00:26:15) (Ophelia): Hey, sweet. Psychedelic Mordor's got a show Friday night.

(00:26:25) (Dec): (Ophelia) What are they like?

(00:26:38) (Lady_Luna): (Dec) *whipers back* Yes, very. Unless she doesn't like that.

(00:26:50) (Lady_Luna): I misspelled whisper

(00:27:06) (Ophelia): (Dec) Um, remember that whole "urban tribal" thing we talked about, with the piercings and the scars and the clay dreadlocks and whatnot?

(00:27:22) (Dec): (Ophelia) Oh? Yeah, I remember

(00:27:24) (CarterEL_OOC): ((Uhg. Connection.))

(00:27:38) (Ophelia): (Dec) Last outdoor show of the season.

(00:27:45) (Lady_Luna): ((Tell me about it))

(00:27:50) (Dec): Outdoor is good too.

(00:28:40) (Dec): Alright. It's a date then.

(00:28:52) (Ophelia): It is?

(00:29:06) (Dec): Isn't it?

(00:29:21) (Lady_Luna): Man.. I gotta go.

(00:29:26) (Lady_Luna): I think I just saw Frank.

(00:29:38) (Dec): (Lady_Luna) Ack. Give him hell for me

(00:29:43) (Ophelia): (Lady_Luna) Oh, great. Wonder if he's headed this way.

(00:29:45) (Ophelia): Take care.

(00:29:51) (Lady_Luna): I dunno... Later, all!

(00:29:55) ChatBot: (Lady_Luna) logs out of the Chat.

(00:30:31) (Ophelia): Well, if that is him, I'm logging off, just in case. Want to be on my toes.

(00:30:52) (Ophelia): Talk to you gents later.

(00:32:25) (Dec): night O

(00:32:45) ChatBot: (Ophelia) logs out of the Chat.

(00:33:15) (Dec): And thats me out as well. Got some late night serenading to do. >:-D

(00:33:36) (Dec): You folks take care

[Vivi OOC]

(21:09:22) (Vivi_OOC): Start whenever you guys are ready

(21:09:28) (Vivi_OOC): I'll log.

(21:09:42) ChatBot: (Declan_nekkid) is now known as (Dec).

(21:10:05) ChatBot: (Sarah_O'Neally) is now known as (Sarah_OOC).

(21:10:31) ChatBot: (frank) is now known as (Frankie).

(21:10:40) (Frankie) logs in

(21:10:53) (Lady_Luna): Frankie.

(21:10:57) (Dec) has logged in to CalNet. Thought for the Day: I know you are, but what am I

(21:11:11) (Frankie): LL

(21:11:13) (Dec): Hey ppl

(21:11:13) (Lady_Luna): How's the bad cop biz working out for you?

(21:11:24) (Lady_Luna): Declan.

(21:12:12) (Frankie): Bad Cop, where did you get that from

(21:13:05) (Lady_Luna): (Frankie) Just funnin' with you.

(21:13:17) (Dec): (Lady_Luna) Hey LL

(21:13:26) ChatBot: (Sarah_OOC) is now known as (Sarah).

(21:13:31) (Frankie): (Lady_Luna)You down in the basement again

(21:13:35) (Sarah) loggs into CalNet.

(21:13:38) (Sarah): Hi!

(21:14:10) (Lady_Luna): (Frankie) I already have my cock in my left hand.

(21:14:17) (Frankie): (Sarah)Evening

(21:14:31) (Dec): (Lady_Luna) 8o Too much data

(21:14:35) (Dec):

(21:14:43) (Lady_Luna): (Dec) You can share, too.

(21:14:47) (Frankie): (Lady_Luna)Don't hurt yourself on my account

(21:14:50) (Sarah): Hey Frankie!

(21:15:05) (Lady_Luna): (Frankie) Oh, sweetie... this won't hurt me.

(21:15:27) (Dec): There's no one around to share it with.

(21:16:26) (Frankie): So how was everyone's weekend?

(21:17:05) (Lady_Luna): (Frankie) Good.

(21:17:05) (Dec): Peaceful. Relaxing. Fun. And no rentacops in sight. Which kind of lent itself to those three positive things.

(21:18:28) (Dec): (Lady_Luna) So... If your cock's in your left hand, who's in your right?

(21:19:00) (Lady_Luna): (Dec) I have an opening with that hand, if you're interested.

(21:19:44) (Frankie): Good to hear Dec

(21:20:13) (Dec): (Lady_Luna) If you're sure you can fit me in.

(21:21:12) ChatBot: (Alex) is now known as (Titus).

(21:21:18) (Titus) logs into CalNet

(21:21:28) (Dec): Shh! Teach is here

(21:21:49) (Titus):

(21:21:57) (Dec): I mean: Hi Titus.

(21:22:00) (Dec):

(21:22:07) (Titus): (Dec) Right, right. How are you?

(21:22:11) (Frankie): Hey Prof

(21:22:30) (Lady_Luna): (Dec) I always have room for a nice young buck like you.

(21:22:59) (Lady_Luna): Titus

(21:23:17) (Dec): (Lady_Luna) Really? I'm surprised. Didn't think you'd have much room left at all right now. >:-D

(21:23:33) (Dec): (Titus) I'm good, Prof

(21:23:35) (Titus): (Lady_Luna) Yes?

(21:24:01) (Lady_Luna): (Titus) Yo.

(21:24:16) (Lady_Luna): (Dec) I make room for the good uns.

(21:24:25) (Dec): (Titus) LL's typing one-handed. Something about a male chicken that needed choking.

(21:24:39) (Titus): I...see.

(21:24:40) (Dec): (Lady_Luna) Yeah... I heard about that

[Vivi OOC]

(21:26:01) (Sarah): Don't know about anyone else, but it's been a damned weekend for me.

(21:26:12) (Sarah): Or at least, a good day.

(21:26:31) (Lady_Luna): (Dec) I see my reputation proceeds me.

(21:27:02) (Dec): (Lady_Luna) Just the good bits.

(21:27:31) (Frankie): Sorry to hear that Sarah, been alright for me expect for the fact that I'm stuck at work tonight

(21:28:27) (Sarah): Oops, dropped a word. "...damned good weekend..."

(21:28:36) (Sarah): Emphasis on good.

(21:28:39) (Sarah):

(21:28:47) (Titus): (Sarah) That makes more sense.

(21:29:19) (Sarah): Heh... it's what I get for trying to type at racecar speeds on a golfcart keypad.

(21:29:58) (Titus): My wife is playing hellish-sounding music in the next room rather loudly.

(21:30:04) (Titus): I should probably go see if she's been possessed.

(21:30:21) (Dec): (Titus) Take the bell, book and candle, Prof

(21:30:36) (Dec): Better to have it and not need it, and all that

(21:30:38) (Titus): (Dec) But of course.

(21:31:25) (Dec): Of course... Needing it and having it is best of all, isn't it LL?

(21:31:28) ChatBot: (Titus) is now known as (Titus_Exorcising).

(21:31:56) (Lady_Luna): (Dec) Yep.

(21:35:28) ChatBot: (Titus_Exorcising) is now known as (Titus).

(21:36:19) (Dec): You came back safely, then?

(21:36:28) (Titus): Yes.

(21:37:20) (Titus): She assures me it is only Soundgarden, but I sprayed her with holy water anyway.

(21:37:24) (Titus): From a water gun.

(21:37:39) (Frankie): Did it work?

(21:37:50) (Titus): (Frankie) She certainly sounded possessed.

(21:37:57) (Titus): (Frankie) A hesitant yes?

(21:38:17) (Dec) is laughing

(21:38:28) (Frankie): Ha, I'll have to try that sometime

(21:38:39) (Dec): (Frankie) You married?

(21:38:45) (Titus): Make sure to lock the door to your room afterwards.

(21:38:54) (Titus): afterwords*

(21:39:08) (Dec): Or are you going to spray Mrs Titus with water too?

(21:39:12) (Frankie): (Dec)No, and don't plan on it either

(21:39:15) (Sarah): Heh.

(21:39:40) (Titus): (Frankie) Wimp.

(21:39:43) (Lady_Luna): (Frankie) I guess you got tired of chaining women in the basement.

(21:39:43) (Frankie): I think I'll spray the trouble makers

(21:40:00) (Lady_Luna) notes that a ring is round, as is a manacle.

(21:40:18) (Titus): That is an interesting observation.

(21:40:53) (Frankie): (Lady_Luna)Nah I don't hide in my basement

(21:41:38) (Dec): (Frankie) So who does hide in your basement?

(21:42:05) (Lady_Luna): (Frankie) I'm not hiding. Rent in LA is expensive.

(21:42:26) (Frankie): (Dec)Not a thing, hard to when you don't have one

(21:42:30) (Lady_Luna): (Frankie) Besides, if I'm not here, my mom will start dropping the E again.

(21:44:06) (Frankie): (Lady_Luna)Well we can't have that can we

(21:44:10) (Dec): (Lady_Luna) :-)

(21:45:42) (Lady_Luna): (Frankie) No, because then she'll start beating the dogs, and then I'll have to bury another Shitzu. I can't take the nightmares anymore, man.

(21:46:18) (Dec): Speaking of which, I need to go and bury a shitzu right now. be right back

(21:46:41) (Frankie) shakes his sadness

(21:46:59) (Titus): That's no way to cheer it up, Frank.

(21:47:26) (Frankie): Cheer what up Prof

(21:47:41) (Titus): (Frankie) Why, your sadness.

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(21:48:01) (Lady_Luna): (Frankie) When I shake my sadness, I get arrested. So the moral is - don't shake your sadness in public. Thought it turns that smile upside down, you get in a lot of trouble.

(21:48:31) (Frankie): Bunch of comedians here tonight

(21:48:48) (Dec): (Lady_Luna) I don't know, LL. Shaking your sadness can get you into a lot of good places

(21:49:00) (Titus): (Frankie) All in good fun, sir.

(21:49:17) (Lady_Luna): (Dec) Just gotta be careful. I can tell you that in the grocery store is not a good place to do that.

(21:49:35) (Dec): (Lady_Luna) Depends who you shake it at

(21:49:45) (Frankie): (Titus)No worries

(21:49:55) (Titus): We aren't talking about sadness, are we?

(21:50:07) (Dec): (Titus) That depends.

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(21:51:10) (Titus): (Dec) On what?

(21:51:11) (Vivi_OOC): ((IC Chat in progress))

(21:51:15) (Titus): ((IC chat))

(21:51:30) (Collin): ((Ah. Sorry, I'm not usually around so I don't know the schedule. o.o)

(21:51:41) (Vivi_OOC): (('Till midnight. ))

(21:51:54) (Collin): ((Awesome. Oh, saw Babylon tonight.))

(21:52:13) (Collin): ((Didn't really do much for me.))

(21:52:53) ChatBot: (Collin) is now known as (CJones).

(21:53:30) (CJones): Hi everyone.

(21:53:38) (Titus): (CJones) Hello.

(21:53:43) (Frankie): sup

(21:53:47) (Lady_Luna): Hey, CJones.

(21:54:01) (Sarah): So last night of the long weekend. Any grand plans, or do we spend the night tapping away at keyboards?

(21:54:15) (Sarah): Hey CJ

(21:54:23) (Lady_Luna): brb

(21:55:05) (Frankie): No partying for me tonight

(21:55:25) (CJones): Most of my night's gonna be spent cleaning this place up.

(21:55:34) (Dec): I might go and shake my sadness at someone.

(21:55:40) (Dec): >:-D

(21:55:42) (Sarah): LOL

(21:55:55) (Frankie): Sounds a bit creepy

(21:56:24) (Dec): Oh, and hey CJones.

(21:56:45) (CJones): Hi.

(21:57:26) (Titus): (Sarah) I'll probably spend the night at home. Not necessarily tapping at a keyboard.

(21:59:50) (Frankie): test

(21:59:57) (Sarah): pass

(22:00:53) (Frankie): Damm crappy connection

(22:02:27) (Titus): Bleh. I hate this poem.

(22:02:38) (Titus): http://www.sylviaplath.de/plath/daddy.html

(22:04:33) (Lady_Luna): back

(22:04:38) (Dec): wb

(22:04:42) (Sarah): wb

(22:04:49) (Frankie): (Titus)That's a rather weird poem

(22:04:50) (Lady_Luna): Thanks

(22:05:32) (Lady_Luna): It's way too long for me.

(22:06:11) (Dec): (Lady_Luna) Me too. I read some poetry, but nothing that damn long

(22:06:32) (CJones): I've never really been able to get into poetry.

(22:07:04) (Lady_Luna): Poetry sucks. I like short stuff, that doesn't whine on and on about black shoes and dying fathers.

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(22:07:07) (CJones): Don't care too much about symbolism and all. If something has a message, I like it to just come out and say it.

(22:08:53) (Dec): (Lady_Luna)(CJones) With both of you there. Been reading a book called "Mr Kiplings Army" about the evolution of the British armed forces up to WWII. Apparently this guy Kipling was known as the soldier's poet: wrote songs and poems for soldiers about their life during the 1800's. His stuff is pretty gritty and straight.

(22:09:32) (Lady_Luna): NEat. I could probably dig that.

(22:10:24) (CJones): Doesn't sound bad. As long as I don't have to re-read the stuff a hundred times to figure out what the hell he means, I'll at least look at it.

(22:10:40) (Sarah): Sun Tzu's not a bad read.

(22:10:45) (Dec): (CJones)(Lady_Luna) There were some excerpts in the book. Powerful stuff.

(22:11:16) (Lady_Luna): (Dec) Neat.

(22:11:19) (Dec): (Sarah) Yeah, but you need to turn your head this way and that and worry at that stuff. Good if you can put the effort in though

(22:12:17) (Sarah): @Dec: True. I'm in no hurries, though; I can take my time with a book.

(22:12:25) (Dec): Aaaannd that's enough from me about poems.

(22:12:33) (Dec): Over to the experts.

(22:12:49) (Sarah): heh

(22:14:15) (Lady_Luna): (Dec) I think Titus may have given up on us.

(22:14:49) (Dec): (Lady_Luna) Probably. Barbaric savages that we are.

(22:14:52) (Dec):

(22:15:30) (Sarah): @Dec: if you want a really good read sometime, try Monarch of Deadman Bay: The Life and Death of a Kodiak Bear. Read it as a kid. Helluva powerful book.

(22:16:29) (Dec): (Sarah) I'll check it out when I'm done with the three I'm currently working through. It takes me a while to read. :?

(22:16:42) (Sarah): Fair enough.

(22:16:45) (Frankie): Wow things got real educated like in here

(22:17:05) (Lady_Luna): (Frankie) You gonna school us on something now?

(22:17:09) (Dec): (Frankie) Sorry, Frankie. We can talk beer and tits if you'd rather

(22:17:17) (Lady_Luna): I like tits.

(22:17:21) (Lady_Luna): They're fun.

(22:17:21) (Dec): So do I

(22:17:31) (Dec): Tits and beer together are the best

(22:17:49) (Lady_Luna): Don't care for beer, myself. Makes the tits blurry.

(22:17:59) (Frankie): Yes tits are quite nice

(22:18:04) (Sarah): LOL

(22:18:06) (Dec): (Lady_Luna) Not if you put the beer on the tits.

(22:18:30) (Lady_Luna): (Dec) Is THAT what I've been doing wrong?

(22:18:39) (Dec): (Lady_Luna) Yeah. Fraid si

(22:18:40) (Dec): so

(22:19:11) (Lady_Luna) makes a note that beer goes on the tits instead of inside.

(22:19:28) (Lady_Luna) makes another note not to get the subjects of the last note confused.

(22:20:21) (Dec) passes LL a note that tits-on-beer is acceptable, as long as said beer is on other tits

(22:20:42) (Dec) then dies laughing

(22:20:56) (Frankie): pong

(22:21:04) (Dec): ping

(22:21:59) (Dec): So I saw that someone broke the 100m record into itty-bitty pieces

(22:22:13) (Frankie): Yeah, that's quite a feat

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(22:22:14) (Dec) has exhausted the topic of tits and beer

(22:23:13) (Dec): Anyone know exactly what the time was?

(22:23:45) (Frankie): the old record is something like 9.79 I think

(22:24:24) (CJones): There is no new record. It wasn't an official timing.

(22:24:45) (Dec): Okay... So whats the unofficial word?

(22:25:19) (Frankie): The Bruins look like they might pull off the upset tongiht

(22:25:22) (CJones): 9.36.

(22:25:26) ChatBot: (Dave_Working) is now known as (Lucien).

(22:25:40) (Sarah): Geez...

(22:25:41) (Frankie): Wow

(22:25:47) (Lucien): Salutations my friends and neighbors.

(22:25:50) (Sarah): Hey Lucien!

(22:25:57) (CJones): Hi.

(22:26:05) (Frankie): Mr. Hunt hello

(22:26:10) (Dec): Hey Loosh

(22:26:14) (Lady_Luna): Lucien

(22:26:16) (Lucien): (Sarah) Hello, beautiful.

(22:26:24) (Sarah):

(22:26:37) (Dec): (CJones) That's a good time.

(22:26:39) (Lucien): (Dec) That's an Olympic event, not my name.

(22:26:40) (Titus): (Lucien) Hello.

(22:26:49) (Frankie): Looks like our star qb isn't having a great game

(22:27:01) (Lucien): (Lady_Luna) Excellent! Next chat we'll use it in a sentence!

(22:27:02) (Dec): (Lucien) Just high spirits, Mr Hunt, sir.

(22:27:12) (Dec):

(22:27:13) (CJones): (Dec) Like I said, it wasn't official, so it doesn't count.

(22:27:14) (Frankie): (Dec)That's an understatement

(22:27:58) (Lucien): (Dec) Meaning... you're drunk I take it?

(22:28:05) (Frankie): No football fans here?

(22:28:34) (Lady_Luna): (Frankie) I am. Why?

(22:29:13) (Frankie): Your not watching the game?

(22:29:24) (Dec): (Lucien) Not at all. High on life.

(22:30:45) (Frankie): Looks like LaSalle is going to have to lead the team to a comeback victory

(22:31:12) (Dec): (Frankie) He'll be good for it if anyone is

(22:31:21) (Lady_Luna): (Frankie) I was at the game. Now I'm at a tailgate, listening to it.

(22:31:57) (Frankie): (Dec)Yeah I hope so, I'm pulling for him

(22:33:29) (Frankie): (Lady_Luna)Why would you leave the game before it was over?

(22:33:52) (Lady_Luna): (Frankie) Got tossed when someone told them I didn't have a ticket.

(22:34:39) (Frankie): (Lady_Luna)Ah I see

(22:36:20) (Dec): (Lady_Luna) Someone tossed you out?

(22:36:48) (Lady_Luna): (Dec) I could have fought about it, but I didn't want to make an unnecessary scene.

(22:37:00) (Sarah): test

(22:37:00) (Frankie): Matter of fact I'll be at the next game

(22:37:18) (Lady_Luna): (Frankie) Oddly, so will I.

(22:37:33) (Dec): (Lady_Luna) Heh. Now I'm tempted to go.

(22:38:07) (Frankie): (Dec)Need a ticket?

(22:38:20) (Dec): (Frankie) Nope. Got a free pass.

(22:38:22) (Lady_Luna): (Dec) It was great fun until the asshole or bitch snitched on me.

(22:39:29) (Dec): (Lady_Luna) I bet. There's some right assholes around. How'd they figure you didn't have a ticket, though? X-Ray specs?

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(22:40:03) (Lady_Luna): (Dec) See, that's the funny part. I didn't tell anyone.

(22:40:18) (Dec): (Lady_Luna) Yeah, that is funny.

(22:40:32) (Frankie): Ah he did it!! LaSalle pulled it off!

(22:40:51) (Lady_Luna): Sweet!

(22:41:26) (CJones): What the hell? I just found a piece of pizza that has what looks to be a small forest growing on it..

(22:41:30) (Dec): (Frankie) No hard feelings here as long as you remember what I said and stay outta my way, Frankie.

(22:41:40) (Dec): Heh. That was supposed to be a whisper. Ah well

(22:42:28) (Dec): (CJones) Don't tell the Cali folk. They'll slap a preservation order on it

(22:42:29) (Lady_Luna): Yay! Drama!

(22:43:01) (CJones): (Dec) I'd throw it away, but I'm afraid it'll get pissed and kill me in my sleep.

(22:43:41) (Dec): (CJones) Is it your pizza? YOu know what they say about karma

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(22:44:27) (CJones): (Dec) No. It was my roommate's pizza. At least, I think it was. It looks like it might have been there for quite a while.

(22:44:31) (Vivi_OOC): ((IC Chat in progress.))

(22:44:33) (Frankie): (Cohen) Hey there

(22:46:28) (Frankie): Fuck, damm defense couldn't stop them from tying the game

(22:47:10) (Cohen): Hey guys.

(22:47:38) (CJones): Hi.

(22:48:07) (Frankie): (Cohen)I came up with a new idea for a tat

(22:48:23) (Cohen): Yeah Frank?

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(22:49:16) (Frankie): (Cohen)Yeah, I just hope that you can do it

(22:49:31) (Lucien): (( IC Chat In Progress ))

(22:49:35) (Lady_Luna): Hey, Cohen.

(22:49:38) (Cohen): Tell me about it.

(22:49:42) (Cohen): Sup.

(22:50:05) (Dec): Hey Cohen

(22:51:45) (Dec): (CJones) Sounds like your roomie's a slob, man. Might need to straighten him out if his shit is in your space

(22:52:07) (Frankie): (Cohen)It will be on the hands, so when I make the shoot sign it forms the shape of a gun.

(22:53:07) (Dec): That is gonna hurt like hell.

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(22:53:14) (Dec):

(22:53:44) (Frankie): I bet, but I can take the pain

(22:54:11) (Cohen): So, wait. A tattoo that covers most, if not all, of the hand?

(22:54:15) (CJones): (Dec) It's pretty disgusting. Thankfully, it stays somewhat away from my stuff usually. Though, one of these days I'm just going to go through the room with a jug of bleach and a bottle of Febreeze.

(22:54:30) (Sarah): Didn't really peg you for a masochist, Frankie. No, wait... I exactly pegged you for a masochist. Carry on.

(22:55:44) (Frankie): (Cohen)yeah some of the hand, also the index. middle and thumb

(22:56:09) (Dec): (CJones) I feel lucky to have never shared living space with someone that disgusting.

(22:56:23) (Cohen): Thumb up or down?

(22:57:17) (Lucien): Thumbs? According to rumors Frank spend his most his time sitting on his, so it's not relevant.

(22:57:45) (Dec): and I just blew milk out of my nose.

(22:57:46) (CJones): (Dec) I'm thinking of waiting until he's asleep, coating him with soap and flea shampoo to be safe, and tossing him in a pond. Or a washing machine.

(22:57:52) (Cohen): God, you people really do hate Frank, huh?

(22:58:08) (Dec): (Cohen) Give him time. He grows on you

(22:58:14) (Sarah): Hate is such a strong word, Cohen.

(22:58:15) (Lucien): Hy! I'm Looshin! Aye want too da ritch skoolz fer da better lernin an speeling skillz.

(22:58:18) (Frankie): (Cohen)up

(22:58:23) (Sarah): @Dec: Like a foot fungus.

(22:58:30) (Lady_Luna): (Cohen) Nah, I like Frank. I like picking on him. It's easy practice for harder targets.

(22:58:46) (Dec): (Sarah) Or like CJ's room mate

(22:58:53) (Sarah): heh

(22:59:18) (Dec): (Lucien) You're drunk, aren't you?

(22:59:22) (Frankie): I'm just misunderstood

(22:59:42) (Lucien): Sorry, I didn't catch that. What'd you say?

(22:59:43) (CJones): (Dec) Maybe that's what he is. A giant foot fungus. I should run to the store, pick up some Tenactin, and rub it on him and see if he goes away.

(22:59:59) (Dec): (CJones) Good plan.

(23:00:21) (Dec): Be careful though, Fearless Frankie might run you in for chemical warfare

(23:00:43) (Dec): (Lucien) You feeling alright, Hunt?

(23:00:48) (CJones): (Dec) Run me in? He'd never catch me.

(23:01:07) (Sarah): Campers, I've places to be. G'night all!

(23:01:08) (Lucien): Then inform the Campus that it's now a Tenactin free zone, and the LAPD have been notified.

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(23:01:28) ChatBot: (Sarah) is now known as (Sarah_OOC).

(23:01:28) (Dec): (Lucien)(CJones) They'll come with SWAT

(23:01:49) (Frankie): Yes! The Bruins won!!

(23:02:23) (CJones): (Dec) Cool. There's a few flies floating around the room, anyway. Damn if I can't catch the stupid things.

(23:02:32) (Lady_Luna) goes nut!

(23:02:36) (Lady_Luna): nuts*

(23:02:41) (Lady_Luna): Sorry - someone's hugging me!

(23:02:48) (Lady_Luna): HaRt to dtyep

(23:02:58) (Dec): (Lady_Luna) Sorry, I'll try not to hug so hard

(23:03:11) (Lady_Luna): (Dec) HEehe.

(23:04:06) (Dec): (CJones) Yeah, sounds like you need a fire hose, some Lysol, and about 3 bars of coal-tar soap. And that's just for the roomie

(23:05:43) (Frankie): (Cohen)Think you could pull that off?

(23:05:45) (CJones): (Dec) Bring the hose, I'll grab the soap. Pass on the Lysol, I'll get some brick cleaner.

(23:06:02) (Dec): (CJones) :-)

(23:06:06) (Sarah_OOC): ((OOC: Bedways is rightways, my friends. G'night!))

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(23:07:09) ChatBot: (Ophelia) logs into the Chat.

(23:07:21) (Grayscale): Hallo, all.

(23:07:23) (Lady_Luna): I'm going to party now! Later!

(23:07:27) (Frankie): I gotta run, there's bound to be some kind of craziness going on after the game.

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(23:07:35) (Ophelia): Wow. Everyone's leaving, apparently.

(23:07:44) ChatBot: (Lady_Luna) is now known as (Amber_OOC).

(23:07:49) (Grayscale): Not I.

(23:07:53) (Frankie) logs out

(23:07:56) (Titus): Nor I.

(23:08:00) ChatBot: (Frankie) is now known as (Frank_OOC).

(23:08:02) (Ophelia): Oh, good.

(23:08:05) ChatBot: (Frank_OOC) logs out of the Chat.

(23:08:21) (CJones): I'm here until the fungus monster eats me.

(23:08:25) (Dec): I'm still around. Just waving bye to a friend.

(23:08:34) (Ophelia): Fungus monster?

(23:08:45) (Dec): And how are you, O?

(23:08:47) (Grayscale): 8o

(23:08:52) (CJones): Cleaning up after my slob of a roommate.

(23:09:16) (Cohen): Sup, Ophelia.

(23:09:21) (Lucien): (CJones) Sounds like a hoot.

(23:09:28) (Ophelia): Not too bad. Frank never showed up to rain on my parade, by the way.

(23:09:46) (Ophelia): I was a little disappointed.

(23:09:54) (Dec): (Ophelia) I'm shocked. >.>

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(23:10:09) ChatBot: (frank_white) is now known as (Frank_OOC).

(23:10:35) (Ophelia): (Dec) Why shocked? I was looking forward to the inevitable chaos.

(23:10:46) (Grayscale): Hehehe

(23:10:46) (CJones): (Lucien) It's interesting, if nothing else. I found out that you can laquer a Playstation 2 with Coke, yet it will still work. If my roommate didn't sit on his ass and play it half the time, I wouldn't believe the thing would even open, much less run.

(23:10:53) (Lucien): Good call on his part, the security around you is psychotic.

(23:10:58) (Dec): (Ophelia) No. Was shocked that he didn't show.

(23:11:05) (Dec): O:-D

(23:11:27) (Ophelia): (Lucien) No security here, Monsieur Le Coq.

(23:11:32) (Grayscale): CJones, heh.

(23:11:55) (Ophelia): (Dec) What did you do?

(23:11:56) (Dec): (CJones) Maybe the game thingie is playing him?

(23:12:05) (Dec): (Ophelia) Me? Nothing.

(23:12:15) (Lucien): (Ophelia) Tell that that to the Lestat wanna be who beat me with a pipe after dropping you off last Friday night.

(23:12:33) (Ophelia): (CJones) Miracle of modern technology

(23:12:37) (Ophelia): (Lucien) Wait, what?

(23:12:39) (CJones): He used to have a computer, but it literally caught on fire because he had so much trash and junk stacked around it, and it couldn't ventilate.

(23:12:57) (Lucien): (Ophelia) Tell that that to the Lestat wanna be who beat me with a pipe after dropping you off last Friday night.

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(23:13:16) (Dec): (Lucien) You're a little upset about that still, aren't you? Don't blame you.

(23:13:27) (Ophelia): (Lucien) No, you twat waffle. I didn't mean repeat yourself. Explain.

(23:13:54) (Lucien): "Twat Waffle"... that's a first for me.

(23:13:56) (Ophelia): (Dec) And what the hell do you know about it?

(23:14:00) (Ophelia): WTF?

(23:14:44) (Dec): (Lucien) This is yours, I think. *passes the buck*

(23:15:39) (Lucien): (Ophelia) Did you ever think to mention that maybe... just MAYBE a little detail like "I have a psychotic boyfriend who'll beat you up if you go out with me." should be mentioned on the front end of a "Would you like to go out some time?" conversation?

(23:16:35) (Grayscale): Oh, no. That idiot is still intact?

(23:17:06) (Lucien): Some guy doing the worst Interview With a Vampire impression met me at my car as I got home, clubbed me with a pipe and told me to stay away from you, you're his.

(23:17:10) (Ophelia): (Lucien) No, because a) you never asked if I had a boyfriend. You just asked me if I wanted to go out, and he's never cared before, and certainly never beaten anybody with a lead anything over it.

(23:17:16) (Dec): (Grayscale) Yeah. So far.

(23:17:29) (Ophelia): (Dec)(Grayscale) Mumbo. Jumbo. Trying to talk here.

(23:17:36) (Grayscale) just shakes his head.

(23:17:37) (Dec): :-)

(23:18:20) (Lucien): He also did $23,672.18 worth of damage to my car.

(23:18:30) (Grayscale): 8o

(23:18:35) (CJones): Holy crap.

(23:18:40) (Ophelia): So skip your lattes at lunch. Your allowance ought to cover that, right?

(23:18:58) (Grayscale): That's more than my truck is worth.

(23:19:04) (Ophelia): And, please. Explain to me precisely how I was supposed to warn you about something happening when I had no reason to think it would?

(23:20:17) (Lucien): I'm not a violent man Morgan, I think you are a wonderful person, which is why I'd like to see you again. I also think a $23,672.18 medical bill for your boyfriends will more than make he and I even. Nothing personal, I assure you.

(23:20:34) (CJones): (Lucien) What do you drive, a Lamborghini?

(23:20:46) (Lucien): (CJones) Yes, actually.

(23:21:19) (Grayscale):

(23:21:37) (Ophelia): (Lucien) Oh, yes. Threatening to beat my boyfriend's ass. That's definitely going to convince me to go out with you again. Besides. This is LA, remember? They'll charge that much just to take care of an ingrown toenail.

(23:21:40) (CJones): (Lucien) Uh. Wow. Talk about stabbing in the dark.

(23:22:43) (Lucien): (Ophelia) Place yourself in my shoes. Tell me Morgan, would you accept anything less than a fair trade for the wrong against you?

(23:23:07) (Grayscale): Hmmmmm.

(23:23:55) (Ophelia): (Lucien) Place myself in your shoes? Are you fucking kidding me?

(23:24:24) (Lucien): (Ophelia) Fine, wear your own, bu work with me here.

(23:24:48) (Dec): (CJones) More like clubbing in the dark than stabbing. Lead pipe, remember?

(23:25:11) (Lucien): (Dec) Oh haha.

(23:25:42) (Cohen): This place apparently has some ridiculous amount of drama. Is it usually like this on Monday nights?

(23:25:42) (CJones): (Dec) Col. Mustard in the lounge, eh?

(23:26:25) (Ophelia): (Lucien) Look at it this way. I now have a confession, traceable to you, that says you're planning on doing a very specific amount of bodily harm to someone. If something happens to him, I know where to look, don't I?

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(23:26:31) (Titus): (Cohen) It is something in the water.

(23:26:37) (Dec): (CJones) Yeah. I could go for some mustard right now. Goes on all sorts of meat.

(23:27:02) (Dec): (Cohen) Nope. Usually it's quieter than this.

(23:27:36) (CJones): (Dec) If you don't mind it being a little old, there's some here.

(23:27:47) (Ophelia): Jesus fucking Christ, you men are all the same. You either want to fuck it, feed off it, or fight it.

(23:27:54) (Cohen): Than I have no choice but to drink beer.

(23:27:57) (Dec): (Ophelia) 8o

(23:28:02) (Grayscale): Feed off it?

(23:28:19) (Ophelia): (Grayscale) I would've said "eat it," but it would have spoiled the alliteration.

(23:28:32) (Lucien): (Ophelia) So you do. Very well, I'll leave him be.

(23:28:46) (Dec): I resent that. There's some things I wouldn't do any of the three to

(23:29:22) (Ophelia): Ugh. I'll be back in a minute. Need to cool off.

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(23:29:46) (Lucien): Amazing. He beats me with a pipe, and I'm the bad guy.

(23:29:47) (Dec): (CJones) That mustard... It's not about to form an independant hive mind and colonise the Earth, is it?

(23:30:10) (Dec): (Lucien) You must have dented his pipe

(23:30:12) (CJones): (Dec) I hope not.

(23:30:12) (Grayscale): They have an interesting relationship.

(23:31:27) (Dec): (Lucien) Maybe the pipe had sentimental value?

(23:31:43) (Cohen): Im out for the night.

(23:31:45) (Cohen): Bye.

(23:31:49) ChatBot: (Cohen) logs out of the Chat.

(23:31:50) (Dec): (Cohen) Later

(23:32:18) ChatBot: (Rozberry) logs into the Chat.

(23:32:33) (Dec): Welcome to the madhouse

(23:33:03) (Lucien): (Dec) Must be it.

(23:33:45) (Rozberry): (Lucien) Here you are. Answer your phone once in a while.

(23:33:47) (CJones): (Lucien) Maybe you just don't have good luck.

(23:34:02) (Grayscale): 8o

(23:34:12) (Lucien): (CJones) Fate conspires against me. I can prove that, I know her personally.

(23:34:34) (Dec): (Lucien) Another lady you've been stringing around, Hunt?

(23:34:44) (CJones): (Lucien) What, does it regularly send mimes after you or something?

(23:34:46) (Lucien): (Rozberry) Ugh, what? You're off, it's late, and I want to be alone for a bit.

(23:35:00) (Lucien): No, it's my maid. :?

(23:35:09) (Rozberry): Housekeeper.

(23:35:12) (Dec): Oh. Hey Roz

(23:35:55) (Grayscale): Roz, heya.

(23:36:04) (CJones): (Lucien) Wait...You're THAT Lucien?

(23:36:12) (Rozberry): (Lucien) I was trying to call you to let you know the dry cleaning will be longer than expected, they can't locate your slacks for the gray suit I dropped off.

(23:36:32) (Grayscale):

(23:36:43) (Dec): (CJones) Yeah, he's THAT Lucien Hunt

(23:36:47) (Rozberry): Yes, he's that Lucien.

(23:36:50) (Lucien): Yes I'm I'm that Lucien.

(23:36:56) (Grayscale): CJones, meet Lucien "The package" Hunt.

(23:37:06) (Lucien): (Rozberry) Very funny.

(23:37:16) (Rozberry): (Lucien)

(23:37:42) (Rozberry): Um, hi everyone.

(23:38:50) (Titus): (Rozberry) Hello.

(23:38:55) (Dec): Now that's dedication: woman chases her boss down to tell him his pants are missing.

(23:39:06) (Grayscale): LOL

(23:39:22) (Lucien): (Rozberry) Fine, give them another 24 hours, I have an appointment for a fitting tomorrow anyways at 1:00. I'm not to concerned.

(23:40:07) (Rozberry): (Dec) Well, I can't get him out of them, and he's not interested in getting into mine... What's a girl to do?

(23:40:17) (Lucien): (Rozberry) ROZ!

(23:40:19) (CJones): Um...huh. Well, I wasn't expecting that. First I have to fight a combined assault from the Mustard Army of the North and the Coke Legion of the East, then I meet Lucien Hunt. Wow. Interesting night, this is.

[Vivi OOC]

(23:40:28) (Dec): (Rozberry) Hah! Shop around some

(23:40:39) (Dec): (CJones) It gets better

(23:41:01) (Rozberry): (Lucien) I'm off the clock bucko. Whatcha gon do bout it? *neener, neener*

(23:41:16) (CJones): (Dec) What, the Boogeyman's real?

(23:41:25) (Dec): (CJones) Depends which one

(23:41:41) (Grayscale): Lucien, meet CJones, future world record holder in track.

(23:41:55) (Dec): (Lucien) She's as much fun without the accent. Can we keep her?

(23:42:01) (Dec):

(23:42:09) (CJones): (Dec) There's more than one?

(23:42:27) (Lucien): (CJones) More than you know.

(23:42:33) (Dec): (CJones) There's lots. Lucien Hunt fights them. He's actually Batman

(23:42:54) (Rozberry): (Dec) As in Declan?

(23:43:02) (CJones): (Dec) So he's completely batshit and molests Robin in his spare time?

(23:43:05) (Lucien): (CJones) It's true. I'm Batman.

(23:43:25) (Dec): (Rozberry) Thats me. Nice to 'see' you here. Though it's not much of a patch on the real thing.

(23:43:26) (Rozberry): He does?

(23:43:35) ChatBot: (Rozberry) is now known as (Robin).

(23:43:44) (Robin): Read ywhen you are!

(23:44:07) (Lucien): (Rozberry) Dear Lord I don't know you woman...

(23:44:12) (Titus): I actually recognize this reference.

(23:44:19) (Titus): I think. All-Star Batman and Robin, right?

(23:44:31) ChatBot: (Robin) is now known as (Rozberry).

(23:44:38) (Dec): (Titus) I don't. Never read comics. It's just one of those campus rumors

(23:44:45) (Dec) shrugs

(23:44:54) (Titus): (Dec) Never heard it.

(23:45:31) (CJones): Well, I think I finally got this place to a tolerable leve.

(23:45:36) (CJones): level, too.

(23:45:46) (Rozberry): Yes, and the one about how Lucien arranged for the frat to be thrown off campus. Such bull.

(23:46:04) (CJones): (Lucien) You got a frat thrown out?

(23:46:20) (Lucien): No. They got themselves thrown out.

(23:46:21) (Ophelia): Back.

(23:46:29) (Dec): wb, O

(23:46:31) (Lucien): I just bought their house.

(23:46:52) (Rozberry): Springer is on, gotta go!

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(23:47:39) (Ophelia): Thanks... And who the hell was that?

(23:47:54) (Lucien): Rosalind, my maid.

(23:48:08) (Lucien): Pardon, Housekeeper.

(23:49:15) ChatBot: (OhmWrecker) has been logged out (Timeout).

(23:49:17) (Dec): Nice girl.

(23:49:43) (Lucien): She is. Very sweet and fun to be around.

(23:50:31) (Grayscale): Sounds like a hoot.

[Vivi OOC]

(23:50:32) (Ophelia): Okay, whatever. Look. I'm sorry about what happened. I am, seriously. It was a shitty thing for him to do, but for starters, I didn't fucking know about it, okay? I haven't talked to the guy in forever. Not to mention the fact that, I don't know... Instead of just avoiding my phone calls and me, and not telling me about what happened, you decided to spring all this on me in a fucking statewide chat room. What the hell, man?

(23:51:14) (Ophelia): Not just, but not only. Typing and being pissed at the same time don't work.

(23:51:43) (Ophelia): Not "just avoiding," I mean, but "Not only avoiding..." Y'know, nevermind.

(23:51:45) (Ophelia): I give up.

(23:51:52) (Ophelia): You can figure that part out.

(23:51:57) (Dec): Think the comms got across, O

(23:52:00) (Titus): (Ophelia) It was understandable from context.

(23:52:06) (Lucien): (Ophelia) I read it just fine.

(23:52:22) (CJones): It was pretty understandable.

(23:52:40) (Ophelia): Okay, good. I'm never sure.

(23:52:45) (Ophelia): It always sounds different in my head.

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(23:54:26) (Lucien): I've been avoiding you because, and I'll be blunt Miss Westbrook, I'm a very fragile and weak man. I don't take beat ups, or beat down very well at all. I don't want to give that guy any reason to come after me again. In a nut whell, I'm a coward, and Jareth scares me!

(23:54:51) (CJones): (Lucien) Couldn't you hire a bodyguard or something?

(23:56:00) (Lucien): I have one. I don't like using him though because he would maim anything that looked cross eyed at me. Lou is a great guy, but he loves to fight.

(23:56:23) (Ophelia): (Lucien) Ah, right. And a phone call wouldn't have worked? Or a text message that said, "Hey, what gives? Didn't think you had a boyfriend, but some dude just beat the ever-loving snot out of me." Twenty-first century, Hunt. Get with the times. I don't need hand-delivered notes.

(23:56:51) (CJones): (Lucien) Sounds like you kinda needed someone like that around.

(23:57:50) (Lucien): I don't know how close you two are. I don't know whether he checks your messages, or that he hasn't been around. I'm not a god damned mind reader Morgan!

(23:58:56) (Ophelia): (Lucien) Think about it, Hunt. If we were close enough for him to read my messages, don't you think I'd probably have mentioned that I have a boyfriend in the first place, instead of just agreeing to go out and have drinks and spend the evening hanging out with you? Wouldn't it be more along the lines of, "Hey, I'd love to go hang out with you, but I've gotta call my boyfriend to let him know I'll be out, so he doesn't worry. Tee-hee!"

(23:59:39) (Lucien): No, because you'd never Tee-Hee. This much I know.

(23:59:50) (Ophelia): That's beside the point.

(00:00:29) (Ophelia): Or, at the very least, said, "Sorry. I have to make sure my boyfriend's cool with it, because we're so fucking close, we're practically joined at the hip."

(00:02:14) (Lucien): Look, this isn't your fault Morgan, and I don't hold you accountable. I just thought it best to avoid you for two reasons 1) I don't another taste of it and 2) if he can so easily and maliciously do this to me, I'd hate to give him reason to do it to you. I just didn't want to cause you any unecessary problems, that's all.

(00:02:44) (Dec): Maybe I'd make a good bodyguard... Hmm, it's got to pay better than mowing the football field.

[Vivi OOC]

(00:02:52) (CJones): Any guy who'd do that to a girl deserves to have his ass beaten into the hospital.

(00:03:21) (CJones): Mind you, it's also the same for a guy who'd do that to another guy in cold blood.

(00:03:24) (Ophelia): Hell, it would've at least been nice to know before now that he was still alive, since none of us have been able to get hold of him.

(00:04:17) (Ophelia): (Lucien) Fine. Good luck with that.

(00:04:59) (Ophelia): If you really didn't want to cause me any unnecessary problems, you wouldn't have sprung this on me like you did.

(00:05:44) (Ophelia): (Dec) And, yes. Probably. Might make you take anger management courses, though.

(00:05:47) (Lucien): (Ophelia) Fair enough, but that wasn't my intention. This is the only time I've had the opportunity to communicate with you.

(00:06:05) (Dec): (Ophelia) I'm a paragone of self control

(00:06:10) (Ophelia): (Lucien) Bullshit. It's been a week.

(00:06:13) (Dec): hmm. That looked wrong

(00:06:18) (Dec): paragon?

(00:06:24) (Ophelia): (Dec) Better

(00:07:01) (Lucien): (Ophelia) Fine I was scared and didn't want to. That better?

(00:07:11) (Ophelia): (Lucien) It's honest, at least. For once.

(00:08:05) (Lucien): I'm a paragon of honesty.

(00:08:13) (Dec) sings "I Feel Pretty" to himself.

(00:08:38) (Ophelia): (Dec) 8o

(00:09:35) (Dec): (Ophelia) It was in the movie they showed us in the VA Hospital. Something to keep the thorazine-bombed under control and happy. Anger Management, with that Jack Nicholson guy

(00:09:58) (Ophelia): (Lucien) Sure. Look. As I said, I'm sorry for what happened. I had a good time, and that's a pretty shitty end to the evening. If you want to kick his ass, or have someone else do it, I guess you're within your rights.

(00:10:19) (Ophelia): (Dec) Oh! Haha! :-) I loved that movie.

(00:10:46) (Dec): (Ophelia) Yeah. Made me laugh too

(00:10:47) (Lucien): (Ophelia) I have a better plan.

(00:11:12) (Ophelia): Mind you, it's waaaay better when you're also bombed, but that pretty much goes for most of life, I think.

(00:11:26) (Ophelia): (Lucien) That so?

(00:11:46) (Lucien): (Ophelia) Still need a singer for your band?

(00:12:04) (Dec): Ruh-roh

(00:12:14) (Ophelia): (Lucien) That was a little random, but, yeah, I guess. Why?

(00:12:31) (Amber_OOC): ((Somewhere, Amber is making out with Antoine. And even she gets a bad feeling about Lucien's plan.))

(00:12:42) (Vivi_OOC): ((ROFL))

(00:14:32) (Lucien): (Ophelia) I'll do it. And I'll do it for free. And we'll all look damn good up there playing at the Labyrinth on Halloween.

(00:14:53) (Grayscale): 8o

(00:16:43) (Ophelia): (Lucien) Sorry, I'm still trying to process that.

(00:18:01) (Ophelia): (Lucien) Can you even sing?

(00:18:44) (Ophelia): And you hated the music at the Labyrinth.

(00:18:49) (Grayscale): Hmmm. Good question.

(00:18:50) (Lucien): (Ophelia) Indeed I can. I also play guitar very well.

(00:19:16) (Lucien): (Ophelia) I hated he band, it's not the music's fault the band lacks talent.

(00:19:41) (Ophelia): (Lucien) Oh, gee. That's nice. And you just volunteered yourself to sing with a band you've never heard!

(00:20:05) ChatBot: (Titus) logs out of the Chat.

(00:22:09) (Lucien): (Ophelia) We have the power to fix the problems your band might have. Punting Wombats, unfortunately we're powerless against.

[Vivi OOC]

(00:23:14) (Ophelia): (Lucien) I guess. That means you're going to have to actually, y'know, be around me, though.

(00:23:43) (Ophelia): Y'know, I'll try to log in again tomorrow, but I've gotta go. Need a little fresh air before I crash.

(00:23:51) (Ophelia): Night, all.

(00:24:03) (Dec): Night O

(00:24:08) (Dec): Take care out there

(00:24:29) (Lucien): Good night.

(00:24:31) (Ophelia): (Dec) Always, BB.

(00:24:36) (Grayscale): Dec, later.

(00:24:55) ChatBot: (Ophelia) logs out of the Chat.

(00:25:41) (Dec): I think I'm going to go for a stroll. Take in the last of the summer air.

(00:26:26) (Dec): Good night all

(00:26:36) (Dec) has logged out of CalNet.

(00:26:43) ChatBot: (Dec) is now known as (Dec_OOC).

(00:27:33) (CJones): Well, my roommate's home and raising hell. Might as well call it a night, too.

(00:29:05) (Grayscale): Later.

(00:30:50) ChatBot: (Alex) logs into the Chat.

(00:30:58) ChatBot: (Alex) is now known as (Alex_OOC).

(00:31:09) ChatBot: (Amber_OOC) logs out of the Chat.

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(00:33:40) (Lucien): ...

(00:33:50) (Lucien): G-guys...?

(00:33:55) (Lucien): <.<

(00:33:58) (Lucien): >.>

00:34:34) (Lucien): (Lucien) Wanna cyber?

(00:34:42) (Alex_OOC): (( ))

(00:34:46) (Lucien): (Lucien) Sure. Whatcha wearin'?

(00:34:51) (Lucien): (Lucien) Same as you.

(00:34:57) (Lucien): (Lucien) Oh yeah.

(00:35:04) (Lucien): (Lucien) This is awkward.

(00:35:17) (Lucien): (Lucien) Lets us never speak of this again.

(00:35:20) (Lucien): (Lucien) Deal.

[Sarah Dead-Wolf]

(21:00:24) ChatBot: (Sarah) logs into the Chat.

(21:00:35) (Sarah) logs onto CalNet

(21:11:19) (Sarah): Wow... deadsville.

(21:26:13) ChatBot: (Ariel) logs into the Chat.

(21:26:28) (Sarah): Hey you. Some life out here yet.

(21:26:56) (Ariel): So they say.

(21:27:01) (Ariel): How are you two?

(21:27:07) (Sarah): Adrian appears logged in, but afk.

(21:27:22) (Sarah): I'm doing about as well as can be expected, all things considered.

(21:27:23) (Ariel): Ahh

(21:27:44) (Sarah): How's things in Arielville?

(21:27:46) (Ariel): Yeah? Those exams getting you down?

(21:28:04) (Ariel): Oh, ok. Nothing new just yet.

(21:28:15) (Ariel): Thinking about taking a day or two off.

(21:28:31) (Sarah): Working on the first one now. Part of it's OK. Part of it seems to be a little outside of my previous syllabus.

(21:29:05) (Ariel): Well, good luck.

(21:29:41) (Sarah): Thanks. I might ask your opinion on a few of the finer points. Stuff a bit closer to your training than mine.

(21:30:09) (Ariel): Sure. If I can help I will

(21:30:13) (Sarah): And yeah, a few days off this week are sort of in order, I'd think. Holiday week, and all that.

(21:30:17) (Sarah): Thanks.

(21:30:53) (Sarah): Might need a little translation assistance at some point.

(21:31:20) (Sarah): The prof assumes advanced language skills... and I suck at languages.

(21:31:28) (Ariel): Huh...okay, if I can. Not much at those myself.

(21:31:40) (Sarah): Ah, fair enough.

(21:32:03) (Sarah): I might know of someone else with a little more of the lingo.

(21:32:20) (Ariel): *nods*

(21:32:56) (Sarah): Just not sure if I can get her to help. We'll see.

(21:33:23) (Ariel): One way or another, you'll get what you need, I'm sure

(21:33:37) (Sarah): *nods* Just have to be diligent.

(21:34:26) (Ariel): Anythings else going on?

(21:35:30) (Sarah): Eh, the usual. Keeping my home clean. Putting dinner on the table. Working on the exam. That sort of thing.

(21:36:11) (Ariel): Heh

(21:36:25) (Sarah): Keeps a body busy.

(21:36:44) (Ariel): I 'spect it does.

(21:37:01) (Sarah): Taking a break from it for this tonight, though. All work and no play makes Sarah a boring girl.

(21:37:19) (Ariel): And play means...chatting online?

(21:37:22) (Sarah): Or something close, anyway.

(21:37:26) (Sarah): *nods*

(21:37:39) (Sarah): Not a real big clubber, all things considered.

(21:37:39) (Ariel): Is that all? Or do you have other hobbies?

(21:38:12) (Sarah): I think you know me well enough to know that hobbies kinda get squeezed out of my available hours.

(21:38:50) (Ariel): Yeah, but surely. C'mon. Crossticks? Sudoku? There must be something.

(21:39:12) (Sarah): Stargazing, on occasion.

(21:39:57) (Sarah): If you climb up the hills north of the city and just lie on your back, you can see a lot of them, even with the glow from L.A.

(21:40:26) (Ariel): Yeah, I used to live out near the big parks out at the edges.

(21:40:53) (Sarah):

(21:42:02) (Sarah): There's some nice parks out there. Close enough to the city for convenience, far enough out to forget the cars for a while.

(21:43:22) (Sarah): brb Ariel, need to check something

(21:45:14) (Ariel): Yeah. Kind of had my fill of parks, but they can be pretty. And peaceful. Only problem is that the world doesn't stop just because you're in one.

(21:45:27) (Sarah): *sigh* OK, so I lied. Not entirely taking the night off from exam work; walking and typing (the joy of modern cellphones).

(21:45:35) (Sarah): Though I saw a clue, but no.

(21:45:38) (Ariel): Hehe

(21:45:41) ChatBot: (Adrian) is now known as (Cresent_Sun).

(21:45:45) ChatBot: (Still_Crazy) logs into the Chat.

(21:45:50) (Cresent_Sun): Hey All.

(21:45:54) (Sarah): And yeah, the world keeps going on.

(21:45:56) (Ariel): He lives!

(21:45:56) (Still_Crazy): Hey guys

(21:46:00) (Sarah): Hey CS!

(21:46:06) (Ariel): Who's Crazy?

(21:46:08) (Cresent_Sun): Hey.

(21:46:11) (Cresent_Sun): Not me.

(21:46:12) (Sarah): @Still Crazy: hello?

(21:47:05) (Still_Crazy): How's LA? Still a land of fun and sun?

(21:47:18) (Sarah): Eh, something like that.

(21:47:21) (Cresent_Sun): Snow and rain baby.

(21:47:23) (Ariel): Definitely sun.

(21:47:31) (Ariel): Fun...depends on the tastes.

(21:47:35) ChatBot: (Lady_Luna) logs into the Chat.

(21:47:42) (Sarah): Hey LL

(21:47:42) (Lady_Luna): Slow night.

(21:47:44) (Cresent_Sun): Hey LL.

(21:47:48) (Sarah): *nods*

(21:47:56) (Ariel): Hah! You should have been here before. It was just Sarah and me.

(21:48:02) (Ariel): Then two others popped in.

(21:48:04) (Lady_Luna): Who the fuck is "Still_Crazy?"

(21:48:11) (Ariel): No idea.

(21:48:15) (Still_Crazy): Who the fuck do you think?

(21:48:19) (Still_Crazy):

(21:48:24) (Sarah): Lucien?

(21:48:43) (Sarah):

(21:48:52) (Sarah) tacklehugs Dec.

(21:48:58) (Lady_Luna): Apparently, you're someone who won't answer a question straight-up.

(21:49:02) (Cresent_Sun):

(21:49:04) (Still_Crazy): Ugh, Lucien

(21:49:11) (Sarah): heh

(21:49:11) ChatBot: (Still_Crazy) is now known as (Dec).

(21:49:15) (Ariel): Whoa.

(21:49:19) (Sarah):

(21:49:33) (Sarah): How the hell have you been? *Where* the hell have you been?

(21:50:01) (Dec): Where: Up north. How: revisiting my roots. How about you guys?

(21:50:03) (Cresent_Sun): Tales of your demise have been grossly exaggerated!

(21:50:20) (Dec): Yeah, I get that a lot, CS

(21:50:22) (Lady_Luna): Working. Surviviing.

(21:50:28) (Ariel): So you actually did leave...huh.

(21:50:47) (Ariel): Hey Lady, that reminds me...how's the bf doing?

(21:51:13) (Lady_Luna): Fine. He's with his family for the holidays.

(21:51:27) (Cresent_Sun): Frank?

(21:51:36) (Sarah): ROFL

(21:51:42) (Lady_Luna): No, him I buried in a shallow grave.

(21:52:06) (Dec): (Lady_Luna) For that, you get a cookie

(21:52:19) (Cresent_Sun): The shallow grave doesn't count if its under a foundation.

(21:52:21) (Sarah): heh

(21:52:33) (Ariel): Does it count if you actually dropped the house on him?

(21:52:36) (Lady_Luna) takes the cookie with a smile.

(21:52:49) (Sarah): Yeah, I haven't heard a whole lot about Fearless Frank lately. Maybe he went off after man-bear-pig and met his match.

(21:52:59) (Lady_Luna): I give no details, so that if he does turn up in a shallow grave, I'm not hunted down.

(21:53:10) (Ariel): I think he was still on campus last I looked...but I haven't looked in awhile.

(21:53:30) (Dec): More likely he married it, and their in a picket-fenced house squeezing out man-bear-pig-Frank babies

(21:53:49) (Ariel): So are you back to work, Dec?

(21:53:53) (Sarah): Ewwww

(21:53:59) (Cresent_Sun):

(21:56:01) (Dec): (Ariel) I'm due back from my extended vacation soon. They've been real nice, holding my job for me. Should be back before the New Year

(21:56:14) (Sarah): @Dec: groovy

(21:56:35) (Ariel): Ahh...so you're not actually back yet. Well, good to hear that you're all right.

(21:57:08) (Dec): Yeah, I'm coming to you guys live from the only internet-capable computer in Montana

(21:57:18) (Lady_Luna): This soup is ass. I should never cook

(21:57:20) (Cresent_Sun): Job is good.

(21:58:00) (Dec): What type of soup is it, LL?

(21:58:16) (Lady_Luna): Chicken noodle, because I had all stuff for it here.

(21:58:28) (Cresent_Sun): (Lady_Luna)Huh? I can of soup + add water. What could go wrong? Of course, I live off of take out.

(21:58:29) (Ariel): Oh oh...

(21:58:33) (Ariel): You actually made soup.

(21:58:39) (Cresent_Sun): One.

(21:58:40) (Lady_Luna): Yes.

(21:58:41) (Ariel): I was thinking canned too.

(21:59:11) (Ariel): Yeah, I don't want to even think about what I'd make if I tried to make something that wasn't predone or with a recipe.

(21:59:12) (Cresent_Sun): How do you make the broth not seem watery?

(21:59:15) (Ariel): That's a lost art.

(22:00:37) (Ariel): Heh

(22:00:40) (Lady_Luna): Barley

(22:00:45) (Lady_Luna): Soaks up the liquid.

(22:00:58) (Ariel): I like rice too...

(22:02:43) (Lady_Luna): Any grain that will soak up the liquid will work.

(22:02:44) (Ariel): Well!

(22:02:51) (Ariel): Huh, I think I'm lagging.

(22:03:03) (Ariel): yeah...

(22:04:44) (Ariel): So when's that vacation over, Dec?

(22:05:55) (Dec): 29th. I'll be back in town on the 28th

(22:06:11) (Lady_Luna): Cool.

(22:06:12) (Sarah): Good deal, Dec.

(22:06:26) (Dec): Gotta go for a bit. Storm brewing up here. Goddamn mountain weather

(22:06:35) (Sarah): OK. Take care!

(22:06:42) (Ariel): Bye

(22:06:45) (Dec): be back later hopefully

(22:06:49) ChatBot: (Dec) logs out of the Chat.

(22:06:51) (Sarah):

(22:07:07) (Ariel): Well that was a ripe slice of awkward.

(22:07:30) (Cresent_Sun): How so?

(22:09:51) (Ariel): Some water under the bridge.

(22:21:07) (Sarah): ...and the room goes quiet...

(22:21:17) (Cresent_Sun):

(22:21:20) (Ariel): Hee, sorry. Just a bit tired, I guess.

(22:21:38) (Sarah): No troubles.

(22:23:04) (Ariel): Okay...I'd better head off.

(22:23:09) (Ariel): Nice seeing you guys again.

(22:23:14) (Cresent_Sun): Night'

(22:23:15) (Sarah): Fair enough. Take care.

(22:23:18) (Lady_Luna): Later, Ariel.

(22:23:23) (Ariel): Later

(22:26:24) (Cresent_Sun): So, who else is going to be alone for the holidays?

(22:26:57) (Lady_Luna): Not me. I'll be with family.

(22:27:35) (Cresent_Sun): Just you and your Mother?

(22:29:41) (Cresent_Sun): Anyway, good to see you getting off the recliner and out of the basement, big guy.

(22:29:49) (Sarah): Heh.

(22:32:57) (Cresent_Sun): Well good night. No time like the present to go out and hang with the desperate Pre-Christmas time crowd.

(22:33:28) (Lady_Luna): That's an odd statement.

(22:34:30) (Cresent_Sun):

(22:34:48) (Cresent_Sun): Anyhow, GN.

(22:34:54) (Sarah): G'night, CS.

(22:35:00) ChatBot: (Cresent_Sun) logs out of the Chat.

(22:35:12) (Lady_Luna): Fuck this. I'm outta here.

(22:35:17) (Lady_Luna) logs out.

(22:35:25) ChatBot: (Lady_Luna) is now known as (Amber_OOC).

(22:35:39) (Sarah): *sigh*

(22:36:06) ChatBot: (Sarah) is now known as (Sarah_OOC).

(22:36:19) (Sarah_OOC): And with that, I think we're done, folks! I'll grab the log.

[Adrian Moss]

(The first part of this Chat was lost to a computer glitch. Enjoy)

(17:04:54) (No_Moss): See ya Sarah

(17:04:55) (Sarah_O'Neally) is away.

(17:09:05) (Cresent_Sun): test

(17:09:50) (Cresent_Sun): I'll be back in a bit.

(17:30:39) (Sarah_O'Neally): back

(17:30:46) (No_Moss): Hi

(17:31:26) (Sarah_O'Neally): So CS took off?

(17:32:19) ChatBot: (Cresent_Sun) logs into the Chat.

(17:32:23) (No_Moss): Yeah, said he'll be back though...

(17:32:30) (Sarah_O'Neally): Speak of the devil.

(17:32:33) (No_Moss): And here he is!

(17:32:36) (Sarah_O'Neally): WB, CS.

(17:32:39) (Cresent_Sun): Yay!

(17:33:15) (No_Moss): WB

(17:33:18) (Cresent_Sun): Went back in the house and kind of went were the instincts took me.

(17:33:34) (Cresent_Sun): I have no solid answers.

(17:33:42) (Sarah_O'Neally): Oh? Were those items actually there, or just on the photos?

(17:33:55) (Cresent_Sun): They were really there. No ghost images.

(17:34:11) ChatBot: (Ariel) logs into the Chat.

(17:34:14) (Sarah_O'Neally): Good.

(17:34:19) (Cresent_Sun): Hey Ariel.

(17:34:20) (Sarah_O'Neally): Hey Ariel!

(17:34:27) (Ariel): Hi everyone

(17:34:32) (Cresent_Sun): Ghost images would have been real spookey.

(17:35:08) (Ariel): Are you two always online?

(17:35:16) (Ariel): Seems like you're the ones I always see...

(17:35:26) ChatBot: (Lucien) logs into the Chat.

(17:35:35) (Cresent_Sun) looks at Sarah and shrugs.

(17:35:50) (Sarah_O'Neally): Hey there Lucien.

(17:35:51) (Ariel): And emotes too...snazzy.

(17:36:08) (Cresent_Sun): Hey Underwear King.

(17:36:41) (Lucien): Hello. How is everyone?

(17:37:04) (Cresent_Sun): I'm at a haunted house, or so I believe.

(17:37:11) (Ariel): Hello Lucien.

(17:37:25) (Lucien): Hardly the King... Baron perhaps...

(17:37:28) (Sarah_O'Neally): @Lucien: still kickin', hon.

(17:37:42) (Sarah_O'Neally): Busy as hell, but kicking.

(17:38:22) (Ariel): Don't be modest, Lucien. Surely you rate at least a 'dauphin,' or perhaps even a 'czar.'

(17:38:51) (Lady_Luna) logs in.

(17:38:54) (Lucien): (Sarah_O'Neally) You seem to have a knack for 'ceasing to kick'. Things been going well for you lately? Pardon my absence, I spent the Holidays in New York, with my family.

(17:38:54) (Sarah_O'Neally): Hey LL.

(17:38:55) (Lady_Luna): Yo.

(17:39:00) (Ariel): Hey Luna!

(17:40:36) (No_Moss): Good evening to you all, I see I'm the only stranger here.

(17:40:55) (Sarah_O'Neally): Eh, you're new in town. Give it time.

(17:41:24) (Sarah_O'Neally): @Lucien: Same old thing here, though we actually got snow a week or so ago, believe it or not.

(17:41:39) (Lady_Luna): Fresh meat, eh?

(17:41:43) (Lady_Luna): Yummy.

(17:42:20) (Ariel): New to LA, or just to Teh Intranets?

(17:43:05) (Lucien): (Sarah_O'Neally) Seems the year for it. Weather patters are strange everywhere.

(17:43:20) (Sarah_O'Neally): Global climate change.

(17:43:25) (Sarah_O'Neally): Nasty stuff.

(17:43:32) (No_Moss): LA been working my way west for the last couple of weeks since I arrived in NY from the UK

(17:43:59) (Ariel): Quite a trip. Business?

(17:44:01) (No_Moss): LL, you might find me a little tough for your taste.

(17:44:42) (No_Moss): Yes and No, I travel a lot, but also have a delivery to make here, once I can track the recipient down.

(17:44:54) (Lucien): (No_Moss) You've made it about as west as you can get unless your breast stroke is up to snuff.

(17:45:13) (Ariel): The recipient doesn't have an address...but is getting a package from Britain? Now I'm all curious and stuff.

(17:45:25) (Lucien): Oooohhh... a 'delivery'... how ominous.

(17:46:44) (Lady_Luna): (No_Moss) Riiiight. Such statements shouldn't be made without knowing who you'lre making them to.

(17:46:55) (Lucien): Better yet... if the package is from Brittan and was to be delivered to L.A., why did you go to New York first? I mean, the theatre is wonderful and Central Park is a 'must see', but certainly not worth the delay.

(17:47:01) (No_Moss): Person to person, but address was unclear. Nothing ominous, as far as I know

(17:47:19) (Sarah_O'Neally): LL's a pretty rough ride, No Moss, from what I hear.

(17:47:52) (Lady_Luna): (No_Moss) You delivered a package by hand, across the country? And got paid for it? Guess what - slap some long ears on and call yourself Brighty.

(17:47:54) (Cresent_Sun): The last guy hasn't been heard off since ...

(17:48:04) (No_Moss): No timetable given for the delivery, and I like to travel and see the places I'm going through. Talk to the people, instead of just passing them by.

(17:48:05) (Lucien): (Sarah_O'Neally) I keep hearing that, she and I have yet to meet. I hear she's... wonderful conversation.

(17:48:29) (Sarah_O'Neally): Yeah.

(17:48:33) (Lady_Luna): (Lucien) Talkin' ain't my best skill.

(17:48:43) (Ariel): So it's part business and part vacation. Vacation with an excuse...

(17:48:56) (No_Moss): LL, try but I'd stand by it, too stringy and stuff

(17:49:02) (Lucien): (Lady_Luna) Neither is silence, to go by what I've been told.

(17:49:09) (No_Moss): Sorry true not try

(17:49:44) (Lady_Luna): (Lucien) Considering your sources, you probably should double check.

(17:50:01) (Lucien): Why would you deliver something without knowing the contents? Could be contraband, or Contra 2... worst game ever, from what I've been told.

(17:50:23) (Ariel): Moss...it's a forlorn hope, but I have to ask. What's so important that you're personally delivering it like this?

(17:50:45) (Lucien): (Ariel) I'll bet it's drugs.

(17:51:00) (Ariel): Those don't usually come from the UK.

(17:51:00) (Lady_Luna): (No_Moss) Fair enough.

(17:51:12) ChatBot: (Sarah) logs into the Chat.

(17:51:12) (Lady_Luna): (Lucien) As I said... he's a drug mule.

(17:51:23) (No_Moss): I know the general nature and have checked it as far as customs go, but I'm not familiar with the langauge it's in

(17:51:33) (Sarah): Well, that was annoying. Session blew up. Sometimes these cellphone connections aren't the best.

(17:51:56) (Cresent_Sun): Happened to me to. Thought it was the house.

(17:52:05) (Ariel): So what, a book? C'mon.

(17:52:09) (Sarah): OOC: sorry, but there goes the chatlog, folks.

(17:52:31) (No_Moss): As I said person to person, someone one asked me to bring it, and I was heading out of the UK for a break anyway.

(17:52:52) (Sarah): Hey, if the guy is a trusted courier, part of that trust is not poking around in the thing being couried. Honor and all that.

(17:53:04) (Ariel): He obviously did some poking.

(17:53:15) (Ariel): Who are you taking it to? Maybe I've heard of the guy.

(17:53:18) (Cresent_Sun): Or he was shown it.

(17:53:34) (No_Moss): back in a bit, coffee break

(17:53:47) (Ariel): Saved by the bean.

(17:53:58) (Cresent_Sun): That's right. Grill the New Guy.

(17:54:11) (Sarah): I apparently missed that part. Like I said, connection troubles.

(17:54:19) (Lady_Luna): (Cresent_Sun) Why not? BBQ is good.

(17:54:21) (Ariel): Later we'll saute him, then cut him into steaks.

(17:54:26) (Sarah): Hell, the "old me" still looks logged in.,

(17:55:41) (Lady_Luna) mumbles about there being two of them.

(17:56:01) (Lucien): Now that would be fantastic.

(17:56:13) (Cresent_Sun):

(17:56:14) (Sarah): @LL: ha ha.

(17:56:45) (Lady_Luna): What the...

(17:56:53) (Ariel): What the what?

(17:56:55) (Lucien): Although just the one leaves me drained, don't think I could handle two Sarah "The Vixen" O'Neallys running around...

(17:57:01) (Sarah): LOL

(17:57:19) (Lady_Luna): Hey, anyone heard of the Jefferson Realty Group?

(17:57:47) (Ariel): I haven't exactly heard of them...lots of realties in LA. Why?

(17:57:48) (Cresent_Sun): They just buy your parent's house out from under you?

(17:58:01) (Lady_Luna): (Cresent_Sun) Yeah.

(17:58:16) (Ariel): Wait, what?

(17:58:21) (Cresent_Sun): Oh. Sorry to hear it. Anything you can do?

(17:58:57) (Cresent_Sun): Want me to look into it? Off the books.

(17:59:17) (Lady_Luna): (Cresent_Sun) Why? I mean, why would you do that?

(17:59:47) (Cresent_Sun): Well, I've been giving you crap for a while. Maybe I'm mindful of my Kharma.

(17:59:55) (Lucien): (Lady_Luna) My father has dome some business with them in the past, small stuff. If you're looking to buy, I might be able to help you get a good deal.

(18:00:36) (Sarah): Realtors... isn't that just a notch or two below Lawyers on the Evil-o-meter?

(18:00:54) (Lucien): (Sarah) My father would know.

(18:00:56) (Lady_Luna): (Lucien) I'd love to buy. Don't have that kind of money. Don't have a steady job, right now.

(18:01:05) (Lady_Luna): (Lucien) But thanks.

(18:03:07) (Lady_Luna): Well, shit. They did this two weeks ago. I need to fucking check my mail more.

(18:03:22) (Cresent_Sun): LL, what are your options as you've see them?

(18:03:34) (Lady_Luna): (Cresent_Sun) Options? For what?

(18:03:44) (No_Moss): Back

(18:03:46) (Sarah): I think he means for living arrangements, LL>

(18:03:51) (Sarah): WB, NM.

(18:03:52) (Ariel): Hehe. I think they think you're being evicted.

(18:03:55) (Lady_Luna): Oh, I ain't leaving.

(18:04:02) (Cresent_Sun): WB NM

(18:04:02) (Lady_Luna): No one's evicting me yet.

(18:04:06) (Sarah): Good.

(18:04:11) (Lucien): (Lady_Luna) Need a job? A friend that knows you says you're handy with an engine. I'm planning on buying a motorcycle and would like some after market work done to it. Can you do something like that?

(18:04:13) (Lady_Luna): Though I do have another letter from them...

(18:04:29) (Ariel): Evicting people in the grand state of California is a long and difficult procedure. She'd have a LOT more mail if that's what was going on.

(18:04:31) (Sarah): Probably new lease terms or some shit.

(18:04:54) (No_Moss): Give the lady some time and perhaps she'll enlighten us...

(18:05:02) (Ariel): Thank God it's the sheriff that has to deal with evictions, not the city...

(18:05:04) (Lady_Luna): (Lucien) I'll look at it. If I can do it, I will.

(18:05:09) (Sarah): Fair enough.

(18:05:19) (Lady_Luna): Yeah, yeah... I'm reading.

(18:05:24) (No_Moss): BBQ sounds fine to me, as long as it's not me on the rack

(18:05:25) (Lady_Luna): JAM.

(18:05:44) (Ariel): Moss, no no. We'd use a spit.

(18:05:53) (Lucien): Actually evicting is not as hard as people think it is.

(18:06:08) (Ariel): Depends, Lucien. Mostly it's just a PITA.

(18:06:16) (Ariel): If you have cause, it's not hard.

(18:06:25) (Ariel): But there's all kinds of laws that have to be followed just right.

(18:06:36) (Ariel): And if you don't, it sets you back, or makes court proceedings a lot harder.

(18:07:07) (Cresent_Sun): Of course, if you have a lot of money ...

(18:07:07) (Lucien): (Ariel) Or bribes to the right people to get those laws... bypassed. The reality of business is not all sunshine and roses.

(18:07:16) (Lady_Luna): FUCK. They're offering an option for an early out on the lease.

(18:07:28) (Ariel): Huh!

(18:08:03) (Lady_Luna): If I stay, my rent... increases. Um... by about $800 a month.

(18:08:11) (Sarah): Oh.... shit.

(18:08:14) (Cresent_Sun):

(18:08:17) (No_Moss): That's not good

(18:08:19) (Ariel): Er...that's just a BIT above market.

(18:08:30) (No_Moss): Sounds like double?

(18:08:31) (Lady_Luna): Just a bit.

(18:08:37) (Sarah): That's the kind of increase someone who wants to tear down a building uses.

(18:08:47) (Lady_Luna): WHAT?!

(18:08:47) (Cresent_Sun): Yep

(18:08:49) (Lady_Luna): Seriously.

(18:08:50) (No_Moss): Please forgive any misestimate as I'm from Blighty

(18:08:54) (Ariel): What kind of time scale?

(18:08:56) (Lady_Luna): They wanna tear my building down!?

(18:08:59) (Lady_Luna): FUCK THAT>

(18:09:07) (Lady_Luna): I have 3 months on my lease.

(18:09:11) (Lady_Luna): FUCK!

(18:09:27) (Ariel): Okay, okay...calm down. Blowing up won't help...

(18:09:30) (Lady_Luna): End of March.

(18:09:35) (Lady_Luna): exuseme

(18:09:46) (No_Moss): need a hand 'talking' to someone...

(18:09:54) (Ariel): There's gotta be some kind of housing code about that...

(18:09:58) (No_Moss): Oh well

(18:11:27) ChatBot: (Titus) logs into the Chat.

(18:11:29) (Sarah): Loopholes. Those aforementioned lawyers, hard at work.

(18:11:36) (Cresent_Sun): Hey Doc.

(18:11:38) (Lucien): (Ariel) Unfortunately not. It's a common tactic used by realtors to quickly free up a building to be torn down. They do it Florida a lot to the elderly living in trailer parks. The hike up the lot rent, they all leave... and doze the place for a strip mall.

(18:11:42) (Sarah): Doc.

(18:11:45) (No_Moss): Hi Titus

(18:11:51) (Titus): Hello.

(18:12:09) (Ariel): Lucien, yeah...just wishful thinking, I guess.

(18:12:29) (Ariel): Hey Titus

(18:12:51) (No_Moss): Ariel checked my pack, recipient goes by the moniker of Grayscale...

(18:13:26) (No_Moss): Anybody know of the guy?

(18:13:48) (Sarah): Name sounds familiar, actually. Haven't we seen a Grayscale in chat at some point?

(18:13:50) (Cresent_Sun): I've heard of him. He hasn't been around here for a while.

(18:13:55) (Titus): I've seen him in here before.

(18:14:04) (Lucien): Doesn't he hang with Gallstaff, Sorcerer of Light?

(18:14:30) (Cresent_Sun): No, that was Grayscar.

(18:14:34) (Sarah): Ah.

(18:14:55) (Lucien): Ahh, yes. By the power of Grayscar and all that...

(18:15:18) (No_Moss): Well, if anyone knows how I could contact him, it would help to sort out that stuff.

(18:15:39) (Cresent_Sun): Sure thing. Would he know of you?

(18:15:52) (Cresent_Sun): The name No Moss, that is.

(18:16:50) (No_Moss): Nope, a friend of his teacher(?) asked me to bring a book over for him. He can check back through his teacher I suppose...

(18:17:12) (Cresent_Sun): How is he to find you?

(18:17:56) (No_Moss): I could give you a message board to leave me a note on...

(18:19:51) (No_Moss): Otherwise I'm staying at the Y at the moment, so not easy I guess. They might keep a message at the desk. Scott Erickson

(18:20:06) (Lucien): Greyscale attends the university here with me. I can let him know your looking for him, but I'm not about to give out his information to 'some guy' on the internet. If he knows you, he can choose to contact you.

(18:22:28) (Titus): Sounds like a good course to me.

(18:22:39) (Amber_OOC) [Away]: back

(18:22:53) (Sarah): WB, LL.

(18:22:59) ChatBot: (Amber_OOC) is now known as [Away].

(18:23:13) (Lady_Luna): I can't do anything until Friday morning.

(18:23:18) (Lady_Luna): Office is closed tomorrow.

(18:23:26) (Sarah): *nods*

(18:23:30) (Ariel): Anything I can do to help?

(18:23:40) (Lady_Luna): (Ariel) Dunno yet.

(18:23:46) (Ariel): Let me know.

(18:24:17) (Lady_Luna): I will.

(18:24:24) (Lady_Luna): I probably should look into these fucks.

(18:24:27) (No_Moss): I got nothing better to do if I can help LL

(18:24:59) (Lady_Luna): (No_Moss) Sure, I guess.

(18:25:00) (Cresent_Sun): Well, I have other things I might should be doing, but I could help out as well.

(18:25:00) (Sarah): ...fuck.

(18:25:17) (Lucien): Well, you could pay them $9,600 all at once for one years rent. Usually they'll be so irritated that they can't gt you to leave they'll offer you a substantial buy out.

(18:25:30) (No_Moss): Lucien, appreciate it, as I said his boss/teacher/whatever should know the book was on the way...

(18:25:43) (Lady_Luna): (Lucien) I'm not leaving.

(18:25:44) (Lucien): I know a guy who made over 250,000 doing that.

(18:26:02) (Lady_Luna): I'll make some kind of arrangement.

(18:26:39) (Lucien): Finding apartments is not difficult. Arranging a buy out would be quite simple.

(18:27:24) (Cresent_Sun): I have a new appreciation of what "One's Own Home" means, LL.

(18:27:29) (No_Moss): Some people like to stay in a place once they are settled there Lucien

(18:28:14) (No_Moss): I know lots of people like that.

(18:28:24) (Lucien): But I've heard where she stays... really... making it a Starbucks would be an improvement.

(18:28:44) (Lucien): It's not a good part of town.

(18:29:09) (No_Moss): Starbucks is NEVER an improvement

(18:29:22) (Lady_Luna): (Lucien) It's my home. It doesn't matter if it's a roach infested shit hole at the nether regions of LA.

(18:29:22) (Sarah): Starbucks has its uses.

(18:29:38) (Sarah): Doesn't make it a good reason to plow under a house.

(18:29:44) (Ariel): I kind of like Starbucks.

(18:29:46) (No_Moss): part of town doesn't come into it, if it's got what you want you want to stay there

(18:29:56) (Ariel): But yeah...if you can't fight for your place, what can you fight for?

(18:30:22) (No_Moss): Starbucks DOES have it's uses, but does there have to be so many of them per square mile?

(18:30:44) (Ariel): Eh. Does it matter?

(18:30:48) (Lady_Luna): (No_Moss) People couldn't find them if they had to look for them.

(18:31:40) (Lucien): (Lady_Luna) Yes, but LL, you have to understand that what they're doing is legal, and you're broke. Why delay the inevitable. Start looking for a new place. Sorry to be short with ya there "Screws-Like-Rabbit", but the facts are the facts.

(18:31:47) (No_Moss): Ariel, yeah, there's other types of shops etc that I'd rather had a chance

(18:32:16) (Ariel): There's other coffee shops.

(18:32:34) (Ariel): They tend to serve all the people who hate Starbucks...despite serving basically the same stuff.

(18:32:35) (No_Moss): Yeah, too many of them too IMHO

(18:32:49) (Ariel): Ah, so you just hate coffee then?

(18:33:00) (Lady_Luna): (Lucien) Keep your job. And it's not inevitable. Some arrangement can be had. I just have to find it.

(18:33:31) (No_Moss): Nope, love a reasonably priced or free coffee, which is what Starbuck has just about wiped out

(18:33:50) (Ariel): Not so

(18:33:51) (Sarah): Not a big coffee fan, myself.

(18:34:08) (Ariel): Plain old coffee's still out there.

(18:34:22) (Ariel): Only the latte/mocha/espresso stuff is expensive.

(18:34:24) (Lucien): (Lady_Luna) You're a fighter, I'll give you that.

(18:34:34) (Ariel): Hit up a diner, or breakfast place, or hell, even MickeyD.

(18:34:56) (Lady_Luna): (Lucien) That I am. First, last, always.

(18:35:31) (No_Moss): Not many small cafe's left in the UK in most places. Someplaces here are still OK that I saw coming crosscountry, not sure about LA yet...

(18:35:47) (Ariel): Oh, they're here too.

(18:36:07) (Ariel): I don't usually go to 'em. They tend to use real butter and real lard...

(18:36:12) (Ariel): Grease.

(18:36:15) (Ariel): Not my thing.

(18:36:27) (Ariel): But advocates of The Good Old Days will feel right at home.

(18:41:48) (No_Moss): Never had a problem with calories, so butter/lard etc fine with me. Any food is good when times are tough

(18:43:07) (Cresent_Sun): I'm thin. I wish I looked beefier.

(18:43:14) (Ariel): Hehe

(18:43:23) (Ariel): Well, no need to ask your real gender.

(18:43:53) (Cresent_Sun): Of course not. He's British!

(18:44:01) (Sarah): Heh

(18:44:04) (Ariel): I meant you.

(18:44:43) (Cresent_Sun): No. I'm not British, and I didn't mean to fool you into thinking I was. Sorry.

(18:46:04) (Lucien): (Ariel) Kinda all depends... you into British guys?

(18:48:20) (Titus): Back.

(18:48:29) (No_Moss): With the amount of time I've spent travelling I've learnt never to turn food down, sometimes your plans for where you are going to eat next fall through...

(18:48:40) (No_Moss): WB Titus

(18:48:56) (Lady_Luna): Hey, Titus.

(18:48:56) (Titus): Door-to-door evangelists irritate me.

(18:49:19) (Lady_Luna): Did you make staby-cakes in their eyes?

(18:49:25) (Lady_Luna): Stabby*

(18:49:47) (Ariel): ...somehow, somewhere, my comment's meaning was lost.

(18:49:49) (Titus): No, I told them I was Catholic and could they please get off my property before I called the cops.

(18:49:54) (Ariel): Oh well.

(18:50:30) (No_Moss): Never had a door to encounter them

(18:51:04) (Lucien): (Ariel) But you didn't answer the question.

(18:51:14) ChatBot: (Sarah_O'Neally) has been logged out (Timeout).

(18:51:21) (Sarah): Finally.

(18:51:27) ChatBot: (Sarah) is now known as (Sarah_O'Neally).

(18:51:30) (Sarah_O'Neally): There we go.

(18:51:32) (Cresent_Sun): Highlander?

(18:51:48) (No_Moss): CS?

(18:51:54) (Ariel): Oh, am I into British guys? Honestly, I've only met a handful, and not really gotten to know any of them.

(18:52:02) (Ariel): So I guess the answer's no...not yet.

(18:52:03) (Cresent_Sun): There can be only one?

(18:52:11) (Titus) hums "Who Wants to Live Forever."

(18:52:15) (Sarah_O'Neally): Heh.

(18:52:32) (No_Moss): Ahh! Yes, I did see that on TV once

(18:52:36) (Cresent_Sun) raises his hand to Titus' question

(18:54:13) (Lucien): (Ariel) Excellent, they're over rated. Now guys from New York, they have style and class. Come out with me Friday night, I'll show ya. Pick you up and 8:00.

(18:55:20) (Lady_Luna): (Lucien) Aren't you dating Sarah?

(18:55:27) (Ariel): Hehe

(18:55:36) (Sarah_O'Neally): *sigh*

(18:56:11) (No_Moss): Lucien, cheap shot. All stereotypes are over rated, have to meet people in persoon to make an evaluation.

(18:56:14) (Lucien): (Lady_Luna) No. We're just friends, it's purely sexual, honest.

(18:56:31) (Lady_Luna): (Lucien) One world there: Ew.

(18:56:35) (Lady_Luna): word*

(18:56:46) (Sarah_O'Neally): It's dating. There's dates involved.

(18:57:03) (Sarah_O'Neally): All over the calendar.

(18:57:10) (Lady_Luna) sits back to watch the fun.

(18:57:23) (Ariel): I'm not in the market right now anyway. At this point, I'm just too busy to maintain anything approaching a social life.

(18:57:44) (Cresent_Sun) sees how this two women-one man works. He needs the help.

(18:58:19) (Lucien): (Ariel) Not an issue. You show up, and I'll do all the socializing. 8:00pm okay?

(18:58:46) (Titus) offers LL popcorn

(18:59:16) (Ariel): You, sir, are spoken for...whether you admit it or not.

(18:59:54) (Lucien): (Ariel) I asked her... she's still thinking about it apparently.

(18:59:59) (Ariel): Besides, you don't even know me. I could be a real dog.

(19:01:40) (No_Moss): Hell, when you're travelling a dog can be a good companion

(19:02:02) (Lucien): (No_Moss) See... thats why you don't have nice things.

(19:02:13) (Ariel): Hee hee

(19:03:30) (Cresent_Sun): Found something!

(19:03:41) (No_Moss): I don't have nice things because I spent years bouncing from job to job around a country of 55 million who couldn't give a damn about anyone but themselves

(19:03:45) (Lucien): (Ariel) C'mon, I'm not proposing marriage here. Come out with me, the only we'll get to know one another is to meet. I'll be good, promise... because Sarah can prolly beat me up.

(19:03:48) (No_Moss): CS - what you got

(19:03:51) (Lady_Luna): (Cresent_Sun) Huh?

(19:04:09) (No_Moss): CS is checking out a haunted house

(19:04:38) (Lady_Luna): Oh, that sounds like a shitty way to spend tonight.

(19:05:21) (Lady_Luna): Or any night, for that matter.

(19:05:27) (Cresent_Sun): A series of murders ending about five years ago. The killer would kidnap teenage girls and take them to abandoned houses. He would then hide the bodies elsewhere. Jeesh, I think I found one of those sites.

(19:05:52) (Titus): Creepy.

(19:05:54) (No_Moss): That could well do it.

(19:05:55) (Ariel): Alright, Lucien, I will meet you, with Sarah's permission. Because I do like to make friends out of the friends of my friends.

(19:06:00) (Titus): What do you plan to do now that you have found it?

(19:06:01) (Cresent_Sun): Damn creepy.

(19:06:05) (Ariel): But I want to stress the 'friends' part.

(19:06:23) (Ariel): In a friendly way.

(19:06:37) (Lucien): (Ariel) No worries, I don't make out on the first date, unless you buy the dinner.

(19:06:48) (Cresent_Sun): Titus, I tell my employer what I've discovered and what I suspect. It's my job.

(19:07:09) (No_Moss): CS would you mind if I came had a look sometime, as I said, an interest of mine.

(19:07:37) (Sarah_O'Neally): @Ariel: if he does anything inappropriate, let me know. I'll kick him in the junk. Hard.

(19:08:10) (Ariel): Hehe, don't worry Sarah.

(19:08:14) (Cresent_Sun): NM, I have to put it before my employer, but I'll see what I can do.

(19:08:17) (Ariel): There won't be any inappropriateness.

(19:08:42) (Cresent_Sun): Hey now. Lucien is a stand up guy. Why dis him so?

(19:08:43) (Titus): Out with the Eros, in with the phileo.

(19:08:45) (Ariel): Honestly, if I really thought he planned on any, I wouldn't go.

(19:09:03) (Ariel): But I give people the benefit of the doubt, until they give me a reason not to.

(19:09:05) (Titus): (Cresent_Sun) I see.

(19:09:35) (Titus): Hmm. Probably should've said 'philia'. Anyway.

(19:10:16) (Cresent_Sun): Philia - phileo, what's the difference and what does it mean?

(19:10:45) (Lucien): (Ariel) Excellent. I know just the place. Hope you own a dress.

(19:11:19) (Titus): Brotherly love. I think 'phileo' is more archaic, but I don't speak Greek, so this is all guesswork.

(19:11:57) (Ariel): Oh man...nothing too fancy, okay?

(19:12:15) (Lucien): (Ariel)

(19:13:50) (Ariel): I don't believe I've ever felt the need to say 'oy' and plunge my face into my hands more than right now.

(19:14:07) (Sarah_O'Neally): Heh.

(19:15:52) (Lucien): (Ariel) I'll be gentle. Honest.

(19:16:30) (Sarah_O'Neally): Because if you aren't, I'll break your legs.

(19:16:41) (Titus): Lucien has always been very well-mannered around me. But then, I'm a professor.

(19:17:16) (Lucien): (Sarah_O'Neally) No ya wouldn't. You like me too much.

(19:17:57) (Ariel): No, it's not that. Alright, here, let me put it this way. Lets go to whatever place you actually like. The place you'd want to go if you were going alone.

(19:18:05) (Ariel): Don't pick a place because you want to impress me.

(19:18:19) (Ariel): That's all I ask.

(19:23:10) (Titus): Did I get disconnected?

(19:23:19) (Sarah_O'Neally): Nope

(19:23:22) (Ariel): I...am not sure.

(19:23:32) (Ariel): You never logged off

(19:23:42) (Titus): Well, everyone stopped talking.

(19:24:16) (Lady_Luna): Sorry. I'm a bit distracted by this housing bullshit.

(19:24:41) (Lady_Luna) wants to plant her boot in Jefferson Realty's ass and break it off in there.

(19:24:54) ChatBot: (NM) logs into the Chat.

(19:25:07) (Lady_Luna): WB, No Moss.

(19:25:12) (NM): Sorry about that lost all internet for a while

(19:25:18) (Ariel): I can understand that, Luna

(19:26:17) (Titus): (Lady_Luna)Are you being evicted?

(19:26:33) (Lady_Luna): (Titus) No, they're upping my rent.

(19:26:49) (Titus): Er.

(19:26:52) (Lady_Luna): Like in the "you have to leave now" range

(19:27:09) (Titus): I See.

(19:27:47) (Titus): That's pretty dirty.

(19:28:34) (Lady_Luna): It is.

(19:29:00) (Lady_Luna): Once I find the head honcho of JR, I'm going to give him a leather enema.

(19:29:30) (Lucien): (Lady_Luna) Oh, yeah, that'll work.

(19:30:33) (Lady_Luna): I'm sure I can convince him or her to see things my way.

(19:30:38) (Cresent_Sun): Maybe hes into that sort of thing. I hear Dom's get paid well.

(19:32:27) (Titus): I don't think violence is the appropriate response here.

(19:32:53) (Cresent_Sun): What is the appropriate response?

(19:32:56) (Titus): If only because it will make things more difficult for you.

(19:33:23) (Sarah_O'Neally): Eh, I don't know. I kind of like the violence solution. But as a long-term thing, it probably won't work.

(19:33:32) (Titus): (Cresent_Sun) The one that isn't self-defeating?

(19:33:39) (Titus): Just find somewhere else to live.

(19:35:03) (Lucien): (Lady_Luna) Yeah, then you get arrested.

(19:38:38) (Lady_Luna): (Titus) It's my home.

(19:38:43) (Lady_Luna): I'm not moving.

(19:39:49) (Sarah_O'Neally): She's not moving.

(19:41:43) (Titus): Alright.

(19:44:36) (Cresent_Sun): Sometimes you have to fight. The cost of not fighting is too great.

(19:46:18) ChatBot: (Grayscale) logs into the Chat.

(19:46:26) (Cresent_Sun): Damn!

(19:46:28) (Lady_Luna): Hey, Gray.

(19:46:35) (Cresent_Sun): Hey Gray

(19:46:35) (Grayscale): Hello, all.

(19:46:37) (NM): Ahh the man himself

(19:46:37) (Titus): Hi Grayscale.

(19:46:38) (Sarah_O'Neally): Hey GS.

(19:46:44) (Lady_Luna): (Cresent_Sun) What?

(19:47:03) (Cresent_Sun): Grayscale showed up when NM was here.

(19:47:20) (Grayscale): And that means?

(19:47:23) (NM): Gray, you don't know me but I've brought a book for you fro Blighty

(19:47:45) (Grayscale): Okay...

(19:47:56) (NM): friend of your teacher/boss or whatever you guys arrange yourselves as

(19:48:01) (Cresent_Sun): (Grayscale) That is what that means.

(19:48:14) (Grayscale): Oh, okay.

(19:49:08) (Grayscale): Well, I can give you an address to drop it off at.

(19:49:11) (NM): moniker is No Moss, staying at the Y at the mo. If you leave a message at the desk or we could arrange a meeting now to hand it over

(19:50:08) (Cresent_Sun): GS, you know anything about real estate?

(19:50:38) (Grayscale): I only know about building things, not the land it sits on.

(19:51:45) (NM): I know a bit about the squatting laws in the Uk, but not much good to you here...

(19:52:21) (Lucien): They're close to the same. E-mail em to Luna. She'll be needing them soon.

(19:54:08) (Grayscale): Hmmmm.

(19:55:31) (NM): I'll see what I can remember and write it up

(19:57:19) (Lady_Luna): Don't bother. It'll work outl.

(19:59:41) (NM): As I said LL, I'll help out anyway I can

(19:59:51) (Lady_Luna): Why?

(20:00:05) (Lady_Luna): It's my problem - why are you poking offering to help?

(20:00:17) (Sarah_O'Neally): Good question.

(20:01:00) (Sarah_O'Neally): Though... new in town, helps out a person who's getting evicted from her home... worse ways to make new friends, I guess.

(20:01:04) (Lucien): (Lady_Luna) Because, sometimes... people just want to help. You fight the world.

(20:02:29) (Sarah_O'Neally): brb, guys

(20:02:49) (Lady_Luna): (Lucien) And sometimes, "help" is a trap. And yes, that is cynical. I've had more offers of help go sour on me than not.

(20:04:13) (Lucien): (Lady_Luna) Everything is a risk. Some are genuine and turn out okay, others blow up in your face. But you can't spend your life doing everything alone. You'll just end up bitter, jaded, and lacking anyone who cares.

(20:08:54) (Lady_Luna): (Lucien) I'm performing risk adversion by checking things out rather than blindly accepting everything that is offered to me.

(20:09:50) (NM): LL I like to help People out if I can, much better than causing anybody hassle for no reason. Besides I bumped into various People who claimed to be distant family of yours in my travels across the country. They give me shelter occasionally along the way, so I thought it appropriate to help with the continuence of your shelter...

(20:10:07) (Lucien): (Lady_Luna) Fair enough. Please don't kick down the doors and try intimidating these people, it'll only end badly for you.

(20:10:27) (Titus): (NM)

(20:10:51) (Lucien): (NM) Wow... so you and her go way back huh?

(20:11:31) (Sarah_O'Neally): Name one offer of help I've made to you that turned out to be a trap, LL.

(20:11:34) (Titus): You know "people" isn't usually capitalized, right? It's not a proper noun.

(20:12:07) (Titus): Just a little nitpick.

(20:12:11) (Lucien): (Titus) It's the internet.

(20:12:20) (NM): Lucien: Nope, never met, just met a lot of people in my travels. It's a long way from NY on a motorbike...

(20:12:35) ChatBot: (No_Moss) has been logged out (Timeout).

(20:12:50) (NM): Titus: SorrY, this netbook keyBoard can get a Bit wonky some times

(20:12:53) (Titus): (Lucien) I know. I am a member of the "Save the Grammar" movement, in conjunction with "Save the Vowels."

(20:13:04) (Titus): (NM) Ahh.

(20:13:40) (Sarah_O'Neally): @LL: nevermind, and sorry. That was... kinda pushy of me.

(20:14:29) (Sarah_O'Neally): *sigh* brb again, folks. Tending to some stuff.

(20:15:45) (Cresent_Sun): I'm just doing a bit of writing, but trying to pay attention.

(20:15:57) (Lucien): (NM) But you said you met her family... who if you know who she is... must have mentioned her by name right? After all you're helping her because 'distant family' told you who she was... so... what's her family like? They as hard headed as her?

(20:17:35) (NM): It varies, and they were distant family in both senses, they just knew she could be around LA, nothing specific. Yep some of them certainly as Hard heAded.

(20:18:25) (Lucien): So how do you know she is who they mentioned? Or does your spider-sense tingle?

(20:21:24) (Titus): It's a bit odd.

(20:21:31) (NM): Pretty uncommon name, and some more local (within 5 states) guys mentioned Sarah by name and her cousin...

(20:21:52) (Lucien): On occation when people log into the chat room I remember my dear aunt Rosie, God rest her soul, used to talk about how she used to know a ClackClick78412 and if I ever meet him to say thank you for that cup of coffee he offered her.

(20:22:23) (NM): You don't think this chat room is internationally famous or anything do you?

(20:22:31) (Cresent_Sun): (Lucien) I confess. It was me.

(20:22:32) (Titus): ClackClick78412

(20:24:54) (Lucien): (NM) Man I hope not. Who knows what my 'distant family' are telling people about me right now... and they could come here and know me by my... wait... I use my real name anyway...

(20:26:21) (Cresent_Sun): (Lucien) Dude, I tell all the ladies I meet that I'm your illegitimate brother. We qualify as distant family ... almost.

(20:29:19) (NM): Hell, if it's that good maybe I should claim to be his British cousin. I take it you're famous then Lucien?

(20:29:42) (Grayscale): Just a little bit.

(20:29:59) (Cresent_Sun): Famous and not photoshopped!

(20:30:48) (NM): No such thing CS

(20:31:22) (Cresent_Sun):

(20:33:11) (Lady_Luna): Ask Sarah.

(20:33:53) (NM): LoL, maybe I will some day.

(20:35:08) (Lucien): I'm a bit famous, yeah. You may have seen me, or parts of me, on billboards around L.A. modeling underwear.

(20:35:33) (Lucien): (Lady_Luna) If your curious, I'll let you peek.

(20:35:37) (Cresent_Sun): That still counts as famous.

(20:36:13) (Lady_Luna): (Lucien) No, I'm not curious about your cotton-covered sausage sword.

(20:37:17) (Lucien): (Lady_Luna) You know what, after euphemism like that I'm half tempted to stand-up Ariel and ask you out instead.

(20:37:40) (Grayscale):

(20:38:40) (NM): Well, I don't generally look at male underwear advertising much, so I'll take your word for it.

(20:39:00) (Lucien): (NM) From what I've been told... you can't miss me.

(20:39:07) (Grayscale): LOL

(20:39:24) (Lady_Luna): (Lucien) I wouldn't stand up Ariel. Hazardous for your health.

(20:39:53) (Lucien): (Lady_Luna) Maybe I'll just take ya both out.

(20:40:07) (Ariel): Well, he's ambitious.

(20:40:39) (Lucien): Hey, everyone needs to get out once in awhile.

(20:40:40) (Cresent_Sun): Oh, if my nights were so free.

(20:40:43) (Lady_Luna): (Lucien) I have a real man.

(20:41:37) (Lucien): (Lady_Luna) Good to hear. You missed the point entirely, but good to hear.

(20:43:09) (Lucien): I must be going. Ariel, see you Friday, bring a dress.

(20:43:28) (NM): See Ya LucIen

(20:43:33) (Lucien): Oh... uhh... one more thing...

(20:43:33) (Grayscale): Lucky lucien strikes again.

(20:43:34) (Cresent_Sun): (Lucien)Later

(20:43:37) (Titus): Later Lucien

(20:43:41) (Lady_Luna): Later.

(20:43:49) (NM): on a biLl board at least

(20:43:51) (Lucien): (Ariel) Where do you live?

(20:44:09) (Lady_Luna): Classic.

(20:44:18) (Cresent_Sun): (Grayscale) He makes his own luck.

(20:44:27) (Grayscale): True.

(20:44:35) (Sarah_O'Neally): Back. Sorry 'bout that.

(20:44:39) (Lucien): (Lady_Luna) Heh... yeah, well... I'm not perfect, despite my portfolio.

(20:44:51) (Ariel): Okay, I'll bring a dress. What should I wear though?

(20:44:57) (Grayscale): lol

(20:45:03) (Ariel): And what's your size?

(20:45:18) (Cresent_Sun):

(20:45:19) (Lucien): (Ariel) Yar har.

(20:45:22) (Lady_Luna): Ariel: You're wonderful.

(20:45:24) (NM): Nice

(20:45:32) (Ariel): Hehe

(20:45:41) (NM): a tux maybe?

(20:45:53) (Ariel): Shoot me your email, Lucien. I'm not printing my address on a public chatroom.

(20:45:56) (Lucien): (Ariel) I'll wear it, if it'll get you to loosen up a bit. E-mail me your contact info.

(20:46:02) (Ariel): That, or Sarah can tell you

(20:46:24) (Lucien): (Ariel) Sarah knows? That's handy. We go way back you know.

(20:46:56) (Ariel): So I understand. I got the impression you'd be going way forward too. But that's between you two.

(20:47:34) (Lucien): See you Friday.

(20:47:40) ChatBot: (Lucien) logs out of the Chat.

(20:47:51) (Sarah_O'Neally): Sarah knows what?

(20:48:26) (Cresent_Sun): Ariel's home address so Lucien can pick her up.

(20:48:31) (Ariel): My address

(20:49:14) (Sarah_O'Neally): Ah. *sigh* Hadn't planned to stop by Lucien's between now and then, actually. But I'll let him know. Unless you want, you know, me to route him somewhere else.

(20:49:21) (Ariel): Are you sure you're okay with this, Sarah? I mean, I've got no designs on him, but I can still see how you might not be comfortable with it.

(20:49:30) (Ariel): No no, it's cool. I can email him.

(20:49:32) (Sarah_O'Neally): I...

(20:50:49) (Sarah_O'Neally): It's honestly not a problem; I can call him and give him the address. As for the other... eh. It's just dinner, a meet-and-greet. Not like I have a ring on my finger or anything.

(20:51:08) (Sarah_O'Neally): Or he on his. Ever.

(20:51:10) (Ariel): True. But that doesn't mean you have to be okay with it.

(20:51:26) (Sarah_O'Neally): I wouldn't say that I'm not OK with it.

(20:51:39) (Ariel): That is a pretty tortured sentence right there.

(20:54:08) (NM): AnywaY, GS, you wanna give me an address to drop this at, or to meet up?

(20:54:53) (Grayscale): I'll send ya a PM.

(20:55:08) (NM): fine

(20:55:58) (NM): LL, if you get any ideas and want my help then drop me a note at the Y.

(20:56:47) (Sarah_O'Neally): Four minutes until the ball drops at the L.A. Civic Center, if anyone cares about that kind of crap.

(20:57:04) (Lady_Luna): (NM) /OK

(20:57:10) (Cresent_Sun): I had better think of some resolutions.

(21:00:11) (Sarah_O'Neally): And there it goes. So long, 2008.

(21:00:19) (Cresent_Sun): Happy New Year!

(21:00:31) (Grayscale): Happy new year, all.

(21:00:33) (NM): Happy New Year to one and All

(21:00:36) (Sarah_O'Neally): Hope to hell that 2009 is better.

(21:00:44) (Lady_Luna): Whoo!!

(21:00:46) (Ariel): Wouldnt take much.

(21:00:48) (NM): As always

(21:00:54) (Ariel): At least the bar's set low.

(21:01:21) (Sarah_O'Neally): Yeah.

(21:02:40) (NM): I guess we're talking limbo here?

(21:03:02) (Sarah_O'Neally): Heh.

(21:03:04) (NM): as in the dance, not philosophical/religios

(21:06:31) (NM): Well I think I'll go find a drink, see ya all some other time and in some cases place

(21:06:41) (Grayscale): I'm going to get going. I'll talk to you all later.

(21:07:08) (NM): See you tomorrow GS, any particular time

(21:07:27) (Grayscale): After 6.

(21:07:29) (Grayscale): pm

(21:07:46) (NM): no worRies

(21:08:07) (NM): Damn neTbook

(21:08:28) (Cresent_Sun): Later

(21:08:38) ChatBot: (Grayscale) logs out of the Chat.

(21:09:31) (Titus): Ahhh

(21:09:45) (Titus): My wife is a great cook.

(21:10:27) (NM): Later all

(21:10:33) (Cresent_Sun): Later

(21:10:36) (Sarah_O'Neally): Later

(21:10:41) (Cresent_Sun): Good cook. Watchya eating?

(21:11:29) (Titus): Asparagus, steak(!), black-eyed peas, garlic bread.

(21:11:57) (Cresent_Sun): At midnight? Coolio family custom.

(21:11:59) (Titus): And actually, I just ate it.

(21:12:39) (NM): ((OOC - logged all the stuff I was on line and priveleged to if needed))

(21:12:56) (Titus): Heh. It was dinner, but I was feeling rather nauseous, so I bagged it up for later.

(21:13:46) ChatBot: (NM) logs out of the Chat.

(21:23:31) (Cresent_Sun):

(21:23:50) (Ariel): Hehe

(21:24:02) (Ariel): I think I'm gonna hightail it.

(21:24:06) (Ariel): Dinner calls.

(21:24:14) (Ariel): Nice talking, everyone.

(21:24:22) (Sarah_O'Neally): OK. Take care, Ariel.

(21:24:29) (Cresent_Sun): Take care.

(21:24:31) (Sarah_O'Neally): And enjoy dinner Friday.

(21:24:41) (Ariel): Heh. Hopefully.

(21:24:47) (Ariel): Night all.

(21:24:54) (Cresent_Sun): Dont' cut anything off.

(21:25:02) (Sarah_O'Neally): Heh

(21:25:06) (Sarah_O'Neally): Unless he gets out of hand.

(21:26:20) (Sarah_O'Neally): Probably about time for me to get going, too. Stuff to do, sleep to get, etc.

(21:26:33) (Cresent_Sun): Still got a report to finish.

(21:26:41) (Cresent_Sun): I should be heading off too.

(21:28:14) (Cresent_Sun): I'll give it a try.

(21:28:21) (Sarah_O'Neally): Groovy

(21:28:35) (Sarah_O'Neally) logs out of CalNet

-----------------------------------------------------------(21:28:40) ChatBot: (Sarah_O'Neally) is now known as (Sarah_OOC).

(21:28:45) (Sarah_OOC): Wheee! That was fun!

(21:28:46) (Cresent_Sun): ((Are we done like dinner?))

(21:28:53) (Sarah_OOC): And it spawned new fics!!!

(21:29:33) (Sarah_OOC): I think so, CS

[Rorx]

Here is the first part of the IC Chat (edited for whispers and OOC stuff), different time stamp since I'm in the UK, subtract 6 hours for CST, so 20:00 is 14:00. Enjoy

19:59:35) ChatBot: (No_Moss) logs into the Chat.

(19:59:49) (Cresent_Sun): Welcome

(20:00:02) (No_Moss): Hi Crescent

(20:00:42) (No_Moss): Someone pointed me here to catch up with what and who are going on in this city of yours

(20:01:06) (Cresent_Sun): My City? Why thank you.

(20:01:20) (Cresent_Sun): You a student, teacher, or Other?

(20:01:36) ChatBot: (Sarah_OOC) is now known as (Sarah_O'Neally).

(20:01:43) (Sarah_O'Neally) logs into CalNet

(20:01:45) (Cresent_Sun): Hey Sarah.

(20:01:53) (Sarah_O'Neally): Hey CS.

(20:01:57) (Sarah_O'Neally): How goes?

(20:02:23) (Sarah_O'Neally): Figured I'd pop in. New Years and all that.

(20:02:25) (Cresent_Sun): Busy actually. Got my wifi connection going on.

(20:03:05) (Sarah_O'Neally): I'm on my Blackberry thing, as usual.

(20:03:13) (Sarah_O'Neally): Nice and portable.

(20:03:16) (No_Moss): Just visiting, at the mo. Might be settling for a bit

(20:03:39) (Sarah_O'Neally): No Moss? As in, a rolling stone gathers?

(20:04:01) (No_Moss): never could get chat to work on my mobile, went for a broadband dongle thing instead with a netbook

(20:04:14) (No_Moss): Yep you got it Sarah

(20:04:34) (Cresent_Sun): Braver than I. LA is my home.

(20:04:34) (Sarah_O'Neally): Heh.

(20:05:11) (Sarah_O'Neally): L.A... well, I guess it's my home now. Hadn't planned for that, but it's funny how life goes.

(20:06:10) (No_Moss): Oh, yes, it can certainly throw up things we weren't expecting.

(20:06:24) (Sarah_O'Neally): You can say that again, NM.

(20:06:47) (Cresent_Sun): What did you expect from the most exciting city in America?

(20:06:53) (Sarah_O'Neally): Heh.

(20:07:08) (Sarah_O'Neally): So where do you call home, NM, when you're not visiting LA?

(20:07:21) (No_Moss): Most exciting? Spent a week in NY, that was intersting.

(20:07:33) (Sarah_O'Neally): NY? Hell, that's almost back home for me.

(20:08:27) (Cresent_Sun): Hey No Moss, did you bring this snow with you?

(20:08:37) (No_Moss): My home, haven't really had one. I travel a lot.

(20:09:02) (Sarah_O'Neally): Fair enough. Did that myself for a few years. Now I'm here.

(20:09:18) (No_Moss): Snows not my fault, you guys probably more used to heavy snow than I am.

(20:09:47) (No_Moss): Only been over from the UK for just under a month...

(20:09:56) (Cresent_Sun): Not in the Valley. Still, it was fun.

(20:10:05) (Sarah_O'Neally): UK? Hell, that's a haul.

(20:10:08) (Cresent_Sun): UK and it like across the Atlantic UK?

(20:10:40) (No_Moss): Yeah, British Isles, not the Ukraine

(20:11:31) (Sarah_O'Neally): Heh.

(20:12:25) (Cresent_Sun) looks up the location of the Ukraine

(20:13:11) (Sarah_O'Neally): Eastern Europe, Adrian. Just west of Russia.

(20:13:57) (Cresent_Sun): Wikipedia is my friend.

(20:14:06) (Sarah_O'Neally): Yes, yes it is.

(20:14:16) (Cresent_Sun): Anyone know anything, or even believe in, Haunted Houses?

(20:14:57) (Sarah_O'Neally): Haunted houses? There's a TV show about that stuff, right?

(20:15:22) (Cresent_Sun): Ghost Whisperer?

(20:15:59) (No_Moss): Oh, I definitely believe in Hounted Houses

(20:16:01) (Sarah_O'Neally): I was thinking Ghost Hunters.

(20:16:58) (Cresent_Sun): What makes you believe in ghosts? Just curious. I do.

(20:17:44) (Sarah_O'Neally): I'll be back in a few, folks. Didn't grab my dinner before logging on; probably should get a bite.

(20:17:51) (Sarah_O'Neally) is away

(20:19:03) (No_Moss): When I was a kid I frequently heard at least one ghost, and saw it briefly in a children's home I was in.

(20:20:38) (Cresent_Sun): That's weird. Ever try communicating with one, or was seeing one enough. I'm a bit of a budding paranormal investigator. Working at UCLA for my PI's liscence.

(20:22:03) (Cresent_Sun): PI as in Private Investigator.

(20:28:45) (Sarah_O'Neally): Back. Hot dogs: fast and yummy. So what's this about ghosts, CS?

(20:28:56) (No_Moss): Yeah, I tried to talk to it, but didn't get any responce. That was part of the reason I started reading up on the Occult, myths, legends etc

(20:29:22) (No_Moss): Actually, I gotta check something, back in 5, or less

(20:29:30) (Sarah_O'Neally): OK

(20:29:48) (Sarah_O'Neally): Funny thing; my grandmother was good with ghost-stuff, supposedly.

(20:30:09) (Cresent_Sun): As part of my job, I'm checking out some property and this came up. So I'm doing some research on it. Some way to spend my New Years, huh?

(20:30:23) (Sarah_O'Neally): No kidding.

(20:35:22) (Sarah_O'Neally): ...and then, the room went quiet...

(20:36:27) (Cresent_Sun): You would be surprised how little there is on this house. Damn. Google is not my saviour tonight.

(20:38:16) (Sarah_O'Neally): Sometimes it goes that way. Though you know, you can always see if the plans are on file at the hall of records or whatever.

(20:39:43) (Cresent_Sun): It looks like I'm going to be doing that more and more too. Sigh.

(20:40:42) (Sarah_O'Neally): Hey, it's all good training for that P.I. thing, right?

(20:46:34) (Cresent_Sun): THat's right.

(20:55:16) (Sarah_O'Neally): Long five minutes for NM.

(20:55:30) (Cresent_Sun): Yep

(21:02:00) (Cresent_Sun): How's the Factory work going?

(21:02:25) (Cresent_Sun): How many days do you have off?

(21:02:38) (Sarah_O'Neally): Eh, it's a living.

(21:03:26) (Sarah_O'Neally): Days off are sort of catch-as-catch-can. Scheduling issues. I usually don't find out until a couple days prior.

(21:03:53) (Cresent_Sun): I was wondering how the bum economy was effecting you.

(21:04:26) (Sarah_O'Neally): That's why we have the scheduling issues. Layoffs suck.

(21:06:24) (Cresent_Sun): What is it going to take to get a break on this case!

(21:07:01) (Sarah_O'Neally): The haunted house thing? Hell if I know.

(21:07:10) (Cresent_Sun):

(21:07:22) (Sarah_O'Neally): Sure it's not just creaky pipes or wishful thinking?

(21:08:04) (Cresent_Sun) checks his Home Inspector's liscense.

(21:09:26) (Cresent_Sun): I heard something.

(21:10:32) (Sarah_O'Neally): In the house? Something that wasn't an old furnace or a badly hung door?

(21:10:47) (Cresent_Sun): Only if it was crying.

(21:11:04) (Sarah_O'Neally): ...

(21:12:14) (No_Moss): Sorry about that, took longer than I thought to settle those drunks, hazards of crashing at the Y I suppose.

(21:12:32) (Sarah_O'Neally): No troubles, NM.

(21:13:05) (No_Moss): So ghosts... CS you had a problem?

(21:14:59) (Cresent_Sun): I'm trying to figure out if there really is a ghost going on here and not an active imagination, and if so, why there is a ghost here.

(21:18:37) (Cresent_Sun): I think I'm going to go back for a few minutes. Be back soon.

(21:19:07) (Sarah_O'Neally): OK, CS.

(21:20:47) (No_Moss): See ya CS

(21:32:17) (Cresent_Sun): Back

(21:32:56) (Sarah_O'Neally): wb

(21:47:37) (No_Moss): WB CS, so any history of suicide, murder etc at the house?

(21:48:07) (Cresent_Sun): Test

(21:48:12) (Sarah_O'Neally): Pass.

(21:48:32) (No_Moss): 1,2,1,2

(21:48:42) (Cresent_Sun): Well my computer is messing up now.

(21:48:52) (Sarah_O'Neally): Well, that's no fun at all.

(21:49:12) (No_Moss): Tough time. You at the house now?

(21:49:24) (Cresent_Sun): There is no reported murders in the house. Household deaths by disease or old age is harder to verify.

(21:49:28) (Cresent_Sun): Yes.

(21:50:54) (No_Moss): Well, I suppose that could explain the comp messing up.

(21:51:44) (Sarah_O'Neally): Gives new meaning to "ghost in the machine".

(21:51:53) (Cresent_Sun): Ha ha.

(21:54:04) (Cresent_Sun): I'm going over some of the pics I got and I think I found something.

(21:54:15) (Sarah_O'Neally): Oh? Specks on the lense?

(21:54:49) (No_Moss): Do tell?

(21:56:44) (Cresent_Sun): No. Just how things are layed out in one of the rooms. I think I see belt and a rag that could have been used in an abduction - a long time ago.

(21:57:24) (Sarah_O'Neally): That's a heck of a logical leap to make from a photo there, CS.

(21:57:37) (No_Moss): How old is the photo?

(21:57:43) (Cresent_Sun): Yep. No doubt about it.

(21:58:06) (Cresent_Sun): The image is about 2 hours old.

(21:58:24) (Cresent_Sun): Digital Camera.

(21:58:55) (No_Moss): So they are 'ghost images' then? Rather than real ones? Surprised they showed up on a digital.

(21:59:25) (Cresent_Sun): Hold on. I'll go back inside and check.

(22:01:13) (No_Moss): So what do you think of the 'ghost stuff'

(22:04:31) (Sarah_O'Neally): OK, I've got some quick stuff to take care of. I'll be back in a bit.

(22:04:50) (Sarah_O'Neally): Laters.

[Adrian Moss]

(20:58:45) (Cresent_Sun) logs into Calnet

(20:59:08) (Dec) logs into CalNet. Thought for the day: I know you are, but what am I?

(20:59:27) ChatBot: (Amber_OOC) is now known as (Lady_Luna).

(20:59:36) (Lady_Luna) logs into chat.

(20:59:50) (Dec): Hey guys. Just grabbing a beer

(20:59:56) (Dec): So what's up?

(21:00:00) (Cresent_Sun): Get one for me.

(21:00:20) (Dec): I didn't know you drank... beer.

(21:00:39) (Dec): I figued you for a martini man

(21:00:41) (Cresent_Sun): Oh ... you drink it?

(21:01:03) (Dec): It's the usual thing to do

(21:02:14) (Cresent_Sun): So, how have you been? Christmas treat you good?

(21:02:38) (Dec): I'm back in town now. Just got done cleaning out my house. Would have been back sooner but got snowed in up there

(21:02:48) (Lady_Luna): Welcome back

(21:03:29) (Dec): CS: Well, I saw the ghosts of christmas past. Don't know if that counts

(21:03:37) (Dec): LL: Thanks LL

(21:05:18) (Cresent_Sun): Okay. I'm in a calmer place now. Still getting a handle on this Blackberry.

(21:08:50) (Cresent_Sun): You got your job back right?

(21:09:30) (Dec): Yeah. The boss kept it open for me. Sweet of him, considering he's generally an asshole.

(21:10:32) (Lady_Luna): WB, Cohen.

(21:10:56) (Cohen): Sup.

(21:11:03) (Dec): Hi Cohen

(21:12:11) (Cresent_Sun): Hey Corrie.

(21:12:28) (Cohen): Corey.

(21:13:16) (Dec): Corey?

(21:13:22) (Dec): Ok

(21:13:55) (Cohen): Yeah, Corey Cohen.

(21:14:20) (Cohen): So, people around here celebrate the holidays?

(21:14:53) (Cresent_Sun): My Dad surprised me and came into town. It was interesting.

(21:15:16) (Dec): Went home. Got in touch with myself and got centered.

(21:16:23) (Cohen): Good deals.

(21:18:04) (Dec): What about you?

(21:21:39) (Cohen): I don't particularly celebrate holidays and the like.

(21:22:09) (Cresent_Sun): (Cohen)You work too much.

(21:23:03) (Cohen): Cresent_Sun: Only occasionally.

(21:23:16) (Cresent_Sun):

(21:38:56) (Cohen): Oh man, busy night.

(21:39:11) (Cresent_Sun): I'm just watching the people go by.

(21:39:13) (Cohen): Anyone got any plans for the week? I know that I got a date tomorrow night apparently.

(21:39:16) (Lady_Luna): Yes, it is.

(21:39:48) (Lady_Luna): I plan to lose my mind. I'm still trying to get in touch with the guy who's kicking me out of my apartment.

(21:39:57) (Dec): Just catching up on the local news while I chat here

(21:40:04) (Cresent_Sun): I need to get some of my classes straightened out for the new semester.

(21:40:18) (Cohen): Lady_Luna: Oh, thats AWESOME. Any backup plans?

(21:40:30) (Lady_Luna): Yeah. I convince him to let me stay.

(21:40:46) (Cohen): Wow. That's a good backup plan.

(21:40:59) (Lady_Luna): I'm not moving.

(21:41:37) (Cohen): I'm thinking about moving.

(21:42:08) (Cresent_Sun): Were too?

(21:42:35) (Cohen): Around. Not entirely sure. I just know I've been in one place too long.

(21:46:02) (Cresent_Sun): Give it a week or two and I'll be able to help - after 6pm. Right now business has me running around.

(21:46:25) (Cohen): Help with what?

(21:46:36) (Cresent_Sun): Need help moving?

(21:46:39) (Lady_Luna): I htink he's offering to help you move.

(21:46:46) (Lady_Luna): And, I was right.

(21:46:56) (Cresent_Sun):

(21:47:29) (Cohen): Good call. That's not really necessary. I mean, I've got a pack of clothes and a bag full of misc. stuff.

(21:48:13) (Cresent_Sun): Damn, thought some of the stuff in the shop might be yours.

(21:49:45) (Cohen): Nope.

(21:49:53) (Cohen): I've just got my personal tools.

(21:52:31) (Cresent_Sun): Well craptastic. I'm still not mentally ready to get that second tat.

(21:52:56) (Cresent_Sun): If my typing is a bit sloppy, its because I'm driving.

(21:53:12) (Cohen): That.. seems safe.

(21:53:26) (Lady_Luna): He's got a hard head.

(21:53:36) (Lady_Luna): brb

(21:53:43) (Cresent_Sun):

(22:08:38) (Lady_Luna): back

(22:08:46) (Lady_Luna): Nothing happened while I was gone?

(22:08:47) (Lady_Luna): Damn.

(22:20:53) (Cresent_Sun): Back in a bit.

(22:21:02) (Lady_Luna): Ok. If y'all aren't going to do much I'm out of here.

(22:21:05) ChatBot: (Lady_Luna) logs out of the Chat.

(22:31:26) ChatBot: (Sarah) logs into the Chat.

(22:31:51) (Sarah): Hey. Sorta distracted tonight so may be spotty, but here.

(22:31:58) (Sarah): Good to see you back Dec.

(22:44:01) (Sarah): Dec? You there? CS?

(22:44:38) (Cresent_Sun): Back

(22:44:58) (Cresent_Sun): Hey Sarah. How are you doing?

(22:45:34) (Sarah): Shitty. You?

(22:45:51) (Cresent_Sun): Busy. Sorry to hear it.

(22:49:23) ChatBot: (Dec) has been logged out (Timeout).

(22:49:36) (Cresent_Sun): (whispers to (Sarah)) Were they tracking the weres? You are pretty hard to track and you leave no body trail.

(22:49:57) (Cresent_Sun): (whispers to (Sarah)) Hell's Belles, did they track the new guy?

(22:52:32) (Sarah): (whispers) I don't think so. Not sure. Probably not.

(22:52:51) (Sarah): Dammit. Dec's gone.

(22:52:56) (Sarah): Wanted to talk with him.

(22:53:02) (Cresent_Sun): Don't we all.

(23:04:18) (Cohen): This place is swarming. I've gotta go.

(23:04:27) (Cresent_Sun): Take care.

(23:04:41) (Cohen): I'd forgotten I left the window on. Anyway. Out.

(23:04:58) ChatBot: (Cohen) logs out of the Chat.

(23:05:47) (Sarah): That simplifies things.

(23:06:05) (Cresent_Sun): Yep.

(23:07:01) (Cresent_Sun): I have to bolt as well. Still got work to do and too few hours to go.

(23:07:06) (Sarah): Honestly though, I've got a shitload to do tonight. Still looking for... things. Both what we talked about just now, annd other things.

(23:07:13) (Sarah): Heh. Later, Adrian.

(23:07:24) ChatBot: (Sarah) logs out of the Chat.

(23:07:28) (Cresent_Sun) logs out of CalNet

[Dave ST]

Like the name says.

[Dave ST]

(20:25:43) (Sarah_OOC): Two successes. Not three, but workable.

(20:25:56) (Amber_OOC): It can't heal Agg...

(20:25:59) (Amber_OOC): AT all.

(20:26:34) (Sarah_OOC): Good.

(20:33:52) ChatBot: (Dec) logs into the Chat.

(20:34:06) (Dec) logs into CalNet

(20:34:16) ChatBot: (Sarah_OOC) is now known as (Sarah).

(20:34:22) (Sarah) logs into CalNet

(20:34:28) (Sarah): Hey you!

(20:34:30) ChatBot: (Lucien) logs into the Chat.

(20:34:34) (Dec): Hey you too

(20:34:39) (Sarah): Hi hon!

(20:34:48) (Dec): Me or him?

(20:34:52) (Lucien): Me or Declan?

(20:34:53) (Sarah): Crazy, crazy nights.

(20:35:04) (Sarah): Lucien. Sorry Dec, but yeah.

(20:35:06) (Dec) highfives Lucien

(20:35:07) ChatBot: (Amber_OOC) is now known as (Lady_Luna).

(20:35:12) (Lady_Luna) logs in.

(20:35:17) (Sarah): Hey LL.

(20:36:41) (Dec): Let the word be spread: Crazy Perault has come back from the mountain country, from all that clean air and plentiful game and... fuck. Why did I come back again?

(20:36:47) (Dec):

(20:37:05) (Sarah): Welcome back from the wilds, Dec.

(20:37:19) (Lady_Luna): Welcome back, Dec. Good to see you.

(20:37:19) (Lucien): Phone.

(20:39:24) (Lucien): Ros is curious when you'll be stopping buy for dinner again Declan.

(20:40:03) (Sarah): Funny how she never asks when *I* will stop by for dinner, Lucien.

(20:40:09) (Lucien): buy... <sigh> by. Leave it to the wealthy kid to spell it 'buy'.

(20:40:16) (Dec): Was that an invite, Hunt?

(20:40:25) (Dec): She grills a mean steak

(20:40:34) (Lucien): So I've been told.

(20:40:45) (Lucien): Or were you actually referring to food.

(20:41:18) (Dec): (Lucien) You know me: double entendres aren't my strong point. It's single entendres and proud of it

(20:42:41) (Dec): (Lucien) Tell the lovely lady that, if she's cooking, I'll be round there yesterday.

(20:46:10) (Lucien): Will do.

(20:48:06) (Sarah): (whispers) Damn. I remember steak, kinda vaguely. It tasted good, I think.

(20:49:29) (Lady_Luna): So... what's everyone up to?

(20:49:59) (Sarah): The usual, LL. Surviving.

(20:51:14) (Dec): Been cleaning up since I got back. My retreat's been pretty good to me: about 20lbs extra weight, all of it muscle. Living in the city means maintaining that's gonna take gym time, but meh

(20:57:39) (Sarah): How about you, LL?

(20:57:57) (Lady_Luna): Shitty.

(20:58:32) (Sarah): Sorry. Still the realtor issue?

(20:58:40) (Dec): Managed to reason with your asshole landlord yet?

(20:58:55) (Lady_Luna): Nope. Still waiting for a call back

(20:59:22) (Sarah): I'd offer a roof, but... yeah.

(20:59:38) (Lady_Luna): Won't need it. I'm not moving.

(20:59:47) (Lady_Luna): brb

(20:59:53) (Sarah): I know. Which is why it's moot.

(21:04:19) (Lucien): (Lady_Luna) Why not let me help.

(21:10:30) ChatBot: (Adrian) is now known as (Crescent_Sun).

(21:10:43) (Crescent_Sun) logs into CalNet

(21:10:50) (Crescent_Sun): Hey all.

(21:11:11) (Sarah): Hey CS.

(21:11:38) (Dec): Hey CS

(21:12:29) (Sarah): Wow, the gang's all here. All we need now is Fearless Frank and his man-bear-pig.

(21:12:33) (Crescent_Sun): So, is there going to be a new semester party, or do we have to wait for Spring Break?

(21:12:54) (Sarah): Another party? Ugh.

(21:13:19) (Dec): (Sarah) Didn't you hear? Frank married the Man-Bear-Pig and they're having Frank-Man-pig babies

(21:13:39) (Crescent_Sun): My brain! It hurts.

(21:13:59) (Sarah): LOL

(21:14:09) (Lucien): *laughs* Frank-Man-Pig babies? They ever catch his giant rodent?

(21:14:33) (Crescent_Sun): Tsk, Frank was no Rodent.

(21:14:52) (Dec): (Lucien) Yeah. Turned out that it was CS in the UCLA mascot costume

(21:15:27) (Crescent_Sun): (Dec)I tried out but they gave it to this sophmmore!

(21:15:52) (Lucien): Heh.

(21:19:21) ChatBot: (Swara-Ann) logs into the Chat.

(21:19:43) (Dec): Hey SW

(21:20:18) (Sarah): Hey SW.

(21:20:33) (Crescent_Sun): Hey SW.

(21:20:43) (Crescent_Sun): What brings you here?

(21:20:54) (Swara-Ann): The Internet.

(21:20:58) (Swara-Ann): Hiya!

(21:21:26) (Crescent_Sun): My Eyes!!!! I'm blinded!

(21:21:40) (Crescent_Sun):

(21:22:05) (Dec): CS: stop looking at porn then

(21:22:27) (Swara-Ann): Are you okay? You must be a really good typer, I have to look at my keys.

(21:22:48) (Lucien): Hello Swara.

(21:23:00) (Crescent_Sun): Your pink is very PINK.

(21:23:03) (Swara-Ann): Hiya!

(21:23:14) (Swara-Ann): (Crescent_Sun) Perv.

(21:23:28) (Dec): She pegged you there, CS

(21:23:32) (Dec):

(21:23:33) (Crescent_Sun): Oh really? I wasn't the one who even went there.

(21:23:46) (Dec): Went where?

(21:23:48) (Crescent_Sun): (Dec) But you know me.

(21:23:55) (Swara-Ann): (Crescent_Sun) Never gonna with that attitude, buster.

(21:24:19) (Swara-Ann): Why are all the guys online such pervs? Geez.

(21:24:28) (Crescent_Sun): (Swara-Ann) What attitude? I commented that your lettering is pink. That's all. No Perv.

(21:24:59) (Dec): (Swara-Ann) Read something about that awhile ago. It's like they're wearing a mask (and they can't be slapped in the face)

(21:26:19) (Swara-Ann): (Crescent_Sun) But it's the only pink they got, and I like pink.

(21:26:35) (Sarah): Eh, nothing wrong with pink. Easy to read, anyway.

(21:27:57) (Lucien): Ahh, so the femmes team up.

(21:28:28) (Swara-Ann): Hee! You tell em Sarah!

(21:28:44) (Dec): Females teaming up? *hides under a table and whimpers*

(21:29:11) (Sarah): Heh.

(21:29:21) (Crescent_Sun):

(21:29:45) (Lucien): I'm not sure I could handle that, but I'm up for the job.

(21:30:30) (Crescent_Sun): Handle what?

(21:30:41) (Dec): Hiding under a table and whimpering

(21:32:25) (Lady_Luna): back

(21:32:32) (Crescent_Sun): WB

(21:32:49) (Dec): wb

(21:34:00) (Sarah): wb, LL

(21:35:50) (Lucien): (Dec) I was referring to the handling the femmes as they teamed up on us.

(21:36:15) (Lady_Luna): Thanks

(21:36:45) (Dec): Ahh. In that case, morituri te salutant

(21:37:12) (Lucien): No thanks, I'm not really into Pokemon.

(21:37:38) (Dec): Hmm... I probably typed that wrong

(21:38:20) (Swara-Ann): I'll say. It doesn't even look like it's in english.

(21:38:32) (Dec): Meant to be latin

(21:39:01) (Dec): "We salute you who are about to die" About the only Latin I know

(21:39:30) (Sarah): Usually preceded by "Ave Caesar".

(21:39:45) (Dec):

(21:39:48) (Dec): Yeah

(21:40:09) (Crescent_Sun): I've had too much latin already. Please don't pile it on.

(21:40:33) (Swara-Ann): I know a lot of Latin people. They're all over L.A. I'l lask one how to spell it and let you know.

(21:40:52) (Lady_Luna): Latin, not Latino/a.

(21:40:58) (Sarah): Um... different kind of Latin, Swara-Ann.

(21:41:18) (Crescent_Sun): SW, are you as student?

(21:41:20) (Sarah): Language of ancient Rome.

(21:41:23) (Dec): Like the Romans used to speak/write. Back in the day

(21:43:02) (Swara-Ann): I thought they spoke Roman.

(21:43:22) (Lady_Luna): Nope.

(21:43:28) (Lady_Luna): But you'd think that.

(21:43:48) (Dec): Hell, I though that too once. Makes sense

(21:43:52) (Dec): thought^

(21:44:25) (Swara-Ann): Ugh, too complicated.

(21:44:41) (Lady_Luna): Life is a bitch. Then you die.

(21:45:10) (Lucien): Only if you let it get the best of you.

(21:45:26) (Crescent_Sun): I want to live forever.

(21:46:01) (Swara-Ann): Like the Duncan guy?

(21:46:14) (Lucien): Careful what you wish for, and all that.

(21:46:23) (Dec): If we're talking mottos, mine'll be: "Don't trust the easy way, it's probably a trap."

(21:46:41) (Lady_Luna): Why would you want to live forever? Life is a battle. Eventually, you deserve to rest.

(21:46:54) (Sarah): Living forever often means not living at all, from what I gather from sci-fi novels. Sure, you can finagle some weird way to keep on going, but it usually means setting much of what makes living worth while to the side.

(21:47:07) (Dec): After going out the same way we came in: kicking and screaming and covered in blood

(21:47:10) (Dec):

(21:47:18) (Lady_Luna): Usually.

(21:47:26) (Crescent_Sun): (Lady_Luna) I'm waiting to win a battle. Then I'll decide about resting.

(21:47:27) (Sarah): *nods*

(21:47:46) (Dec): If the blood is someone elses, that's a plus

(21:47:52) (Dec): >:-D

(21:47:59) (Lucien): Life is hardly a battle.

(21:48:26) (Sarah): Hon, not everyone is the Underwear King of Hollywood.

(21:48:32) (Crescent_Sun): (Lucien) Isn't it a battle deciding which shirt to wear each day?

(21:49:02) (Lucien): (Crescent_Sun) Not really.

(21:49:02) (Lady_Luna): (Lucien) It's easy to say that if someone else fights your battle for you.

(21:49:17) (Dec): Most important stuff is a battle of some kind. Even the internal ones

(21:49:43) (Lucien): (Lady_Luna) Meaning?

(21:50:27) (Lady_Luna): (Lucien) If I had your money, I wouldn't have to struggle for anything. It'd be nice.

(21:50:37) (Lucien): (Sarah) Good thing too, I hate competition.

(21:51:05) ChatBot: (Grayscale) logs into the Chat.

(21:51:11) (Sarah): Hey GS.

(21:51:14) (Lady_Luna): Hey, Grayscale.

(21:51:16) (Crescent_Sun): Hey GS.

(21:51:19) (Grayscale): Hallo, all.

(21:51:39) (Lucien): (Lady_Luna) Everyone thinks money comes with a free ride. It creates it's own problems. It's how you deal with those problems that determines whether you have a battle on your hands, or a resolution.

(21:52:37) (Lady_Luna): (Lucien) Do you worry about where your next meal will come from? If you'll have a place to live? Your problems are probably really bad for you. I'd love to have problems that didn't involve my basic survival.

(21:52:39) (Grayscale): Money isn't everything.

(21:52:45) (Lucien): (Lady_Luna) I resolve my problems in life. I don't create more for myself by banging my chest and trying to kick and punch my way to a possible positive outcome.

(21:53:11) (Sarah): (whispers) Um, hon? Probably not helping with that last one...

(21:53:20) (Lady_Luna): (Lucien) And it's easy to live like you do when you have money to throw at a problem.

(21:53:28) (Grayscale): But it sure helps.

(21:54:20) (Sarah) can recognize a no-win argument when she sees one.

(21:54:57) (Lucien): (Lady_Luna) And it's easy to blame everyone else when you don't have money to throw at a problem. Because the whole world is out to get you, isn't it? I'm sure that all the problems you face have absolutely nothing to do with you or mistakes or choices you've made? Right?

(21:55:18) (Sarah): *sigh*

(21:55:37) (Sarah): Guys, do we really need to go down this road?

(21:55:53) (Dec): Not the best plan, and bear in mind this is me being the voice of reason

(21:56:04) (Grayscale):

(21:56:05) (Dec): It burns a little

(21:56:09) (Dec):

(21:56:54) (Lady_Luna): (Lucien) Some of them are the result of my actions. I won't deny that I had a hand in getting where I am. But you try to live like me, and then we'll talk about our relative problems. You move into a shit hole and live off dollars a day, and see how you handle life then. But you'll always know that you can run back to your trust fund. I don't have that opinion. I've done things I've detested just to pay my rent.

(21:57:09) (Lady_Luna): option

(21:57:15) (Lady_Luna): I shouldn't type when angry.

(21:58:33) (Dec): Not Hunt's fault he comes from money, or that he has the ability to make more. The only thing that's outside our control is where we start: everything after that is down to us and some luck.

(21:59:26) (Lucien): Well said Declan. And I'll make the offer I did before Amber, let me help you.

(21:59:34) (Crescent_Sun): Still, sometimes life throws you a curve you don't have much in the way of resources to deal with.

(22:00:20) (Lady_Luna): (Lucien) No, not after the way you've treated me here. Not a chance.

(22:01:05) ChatBot: (Ariel) logs into the Chat.

(22:01:11) (Lady_Luna): Hey, Ariel.

(22:01:14) (Crescent_Sun): Hey Ariel.

(22:01:21) (Dec): Hey Ariel

(22:01:34) (Ariel): Hey

(22:01:35) (Grayscale): Ariel, heya.

(22:01:42) (Sarah): Hey Ariel.

(22:02:02) (Sarah): Guess that gang really *is* all here.

(22:02:12) (Lucien): (Lady_Luna) Oh for crying out loud, what gives you the right to walk roughshod over people then lay judgment on them. You're impossible. I've never seen anyone so thick skulled and prideful my entire life!

(22:02:18) (Dec): Not Frank or his Frank-Bear-Pig babies

(22:02:48) (Crescent_Sun): No Ophelia, or Carson.

(22:03:04) (Ariel): Okay...

(22:04:02) (Lady_Luna): (Lucien) I've had to be this way. Can't help it - comes from being born poor, I guess.

(22:05:08) (Crescent_Sun): I've been poor. Now I'm not. I don't want to go back. Being hand-to-mouth is a harsh way to go.

(22:06:55) ChatBot: (Dec) logs out of the Chat.

(22:07:15) (Ariel): Great

(22:07:24) (Sarah): ???

(22:07:34) (Sarah): Dammit; he logged out.

(22:07:38) (Ariel): Nothing. I just wanted to tell him something

(22:07:49) (Ariel): Guess I shouldn't have waited

(22:08:08) (Lucien): (Lady_Luna) Look, you don't have to like me LL, but allow me help you. I mean that, sincerely. If you change your mind, let me know, okay?

(22:08:13) (Sarah): He doesn't exactly have the best computer on the planet. Might have dropped connection.

(22:08:17) (Lucien): Ariel. Hey.

(22:08:24) (Ariel): Hey

(22:08:40) (Lady_Luna): (Lucien) I will.

(22:09:08) (Lucien): Didn't see you pop in, LL and I were too busy baring our fangs at one another.

(22:09:36) (Ariel): Yeah. I saw. I'd ask why, but it looks like things are settling down. I'd like to encourage that.

(22:09:54) (Lady_Luna): (Ariel) Just a basic haves vs. have-nots.

(22:10:05) (Lucien): Not my fault she's impossible.

(22:10:06) (Ariel): Yeah

(22:10:23) (Ariel): She's not impossible.

(22:10:32) (Lady_Luna): Not my fault he's a jerk.

(22:10:47) (Ariel): He's...not trying to be a jerk.

(22:11:02) (Lady_Luna): (Ariel) He's failing, then.

(22:11:21) (Crescent_Sun): :|

(22:12:10) (Sarah): Um, guys? At times you can be sort of impossible, LL. And yeah, at times you can be kind of a jerk, Lucien. But neither is that all the time. Can we please just set this aside?

(22:12:29) (Ariel): Well, not knowing what started all this, I can't comment.

(22:12:47) (Ariel): But I know I consider you both friends, so there must be something good to you.

(22:13:00) (Crescent_Sun): (Ariel) So, any details on the date you care to share?

(22:13:18) (Lucien): I've made my offer, hopefully she'll accept.

(22:14:00) (Lady_Luna): If I accept any offers from him, I'm either drunk off my ass or have been given a lobotomy.

(22:14:05) (Ariel): You need to accept her decision, Lucien. Even if you don't understand it.

(22:14:39) (Crescent_Sun): Don't get insulted just because LL is LL.

(22:17:16) (Swara-Ann): So what she's trying to say is "He can only help me if I have a bottle in front of me or a frontal labotomy."

(22:17:29) (Lady_Luna): LOL - I guess.

(22:17:38) (Grayscale): 8o

(22:17:39) (Crescent_Sun): Good one.

(22:17:45) (Ariel): Frank Zappa

(22:17:47) (Sarah): *nods*

(22:17:53) (Ariel): here's to you, floppy Frank

(22:18:13) (Lucien): Is this where we all pour out a 40oz?

(22:18:28) (Ariel): That, or yellow snow.

(22:19:38) (Crescent_Sun): Don't eat the yellow snow!

(22:21:22) (Crescent_Sun): Calling it a night gang. Got work to do. Good to see you all around once more.

(22:21:44) (Lady_Luna): (Crescent_Sun) Later

(22:22:05) ChatBot: (Crescent_Sun) logs out of the Chat.

(22:26:54) (Swara-Ann): I'm going. Not feeling well.

(22:26:57) ChatBot: (Swara-Ann) logs out of the Chat.

(22:26:59) (Sarah): OK folks, I need to head out; stuff that needs doing. Take care.

(22:27:09) (Grayscale): Night.

(22:27:18) (Lucien): Night Sarah.

(22:27:30) (Lady_Luna): Night.

(22:27:30) (Sarah): Night hon.

(22:27:38) (Sarah): Er, that being for Lucien.

(22:27:41) ChatBot: (Sarah) logs out of the Chat.

(22:37:53) (Lady_Luna): Well, this place just died.

(22:38:10) (Grayscale): So, what's every

(22:38:19) (Grayscale): So, what's ever

(22:38:32) (Grayscale): Damnit.

(22:38:48) (Grayscale): So, what's everyone been up to?

(22:39:50) (Lady_Luna): Cooling off after fighting with Lucian. Trying to get in touch with my new landlord.

(22:40:38) (Grayscale): Wish I could help ya out.

(22:40:53) (Lady_Luna): I'm getting a bit closer every day.

(22:41:29) (Grayscale): If ya need any work done at the new place, I can help ya out.

(22:41:53) (Lucien): She's not leaving her old place.

(22:42:06) (Lady_Luna): No, the new place is the same place. I'm just trying to get him to offer a reasonable rate.

(22:42:17) (Lady_Luna): But thanks for the offer.

(22:42:43) (Grayscale): Ah. If ya need any help with that place, I can help ya out too. I've got connections.

(22:42:53) (Lady_Luna): Thank you.

(22:43:24) (Ariel): Luna, you know you can ask me too.

(22:44:01) (Lady_Luna): (Ariel) I know.

(22:44:23) (Lady_Luna): And I can ask Lucien, too. Apparently, I can ask pretty much anyone on the internet.

(22:44:41) (Ariel): Heh

(22:44:53) (Ariel): Yeah, well, you -know- me.

(22:45:02) (Lady_Luna): (Ariel) That I do.

(22:45:20) (Lucien): And I know Ariel, so it's not like I'm a stranger ya know.

(22:45:33) (Grayscale): I was just drumming up business. I work in construction.

(22:45:55) (Lady_Luna): (Lucien) Yes, and you date Sarah, so it's not all positive associations.

(22:46:00) (Lady_Luna): (Grayscale) Gotcha.

(22:46:08) (Lady_Luna): No crazy altrusism for you.

(22:46:13) (Lucien): We're not dating!!

(22:46:15) (Grayscale): Nope.

(22:46:30) (Lady_Luna): Fucking mindlessly?

(22:46:39) (Grayscale): 8o

(22:46:53) (Lucien): No. Unfortunately.

(22:47:20) (Lady_Luna): Kissing occassionally?

(22:47:35) (Lady_Luna): Holding hands every third Thursday?

(22:48:05) (Lucien): Very funny.

(22:48:30) (Lady_Luna): Hey, I have to guess here. No one's telling anything, but you seem to be something to her.

(22:49:06) (Lady_Luna): And quizzing you is better than sitting here in silence.

(22:49:13) (Lucien): Yes. A friend. Something she seems to have a short supply of these days. It's not like she can rely on family or anything.

(22:49:41) (Lady_Luna): No, she can't.

(22:50:27) (Grayscale): Sheesh.

(22:53:51) (Grayscale): Hmmmm.

(22:54:00) (Lady_Luna): Yea?

(22:56:05) (Grayscale): I think we may want to have a get-together for the people that frequent this room. Not a party, but a low-key meet-and-greet.

(22:57:45) (Grayscale): Maybe a dinner, or something.

(22:59:26) (Ariel): Hehe

(22:59:31) (Ariel): That would be...interesting

(22:59:44) (Grayscale): Oh, really? Why?

(23:00:14) (Ariel): Just would

(23:00:19) (Ariel): We're a diverse bunch

(23:00:29) (Grayscale): Ah. That's true.

(23:03:19) (Grayscale): Hmmm.

(23:05:36) (Grayscale): Let's see. I need to find a reasonable restaurant to host this at.

(23:12:22) (Grayscale): :?

(23:12:34) (Grayscale): Anyone else interested in this?

(23:12:44) (Lucien): I'd do my best to attend.

(23:12:48) (Lady_Luna): If you want me there, it'll have to be cheap.

(23:15:58) (Grayscale): I was already taking that into consideration.

(23:17:41) (Lucien): If your serious about getting us all together, once you find a place, I'll take care o the catering, and bar.

(23:20:19) (Grayscale): I was thinking of a small coffee bar near where I live. It's well-regarded, and I may be able to talk to the owner about a private night.

(23:22:26) (Grayscale): It's called Liquid Haze.

(23:30:08) (Grayscale): I'll send out an inivte once I get everything set up.

(23:30:15) (Ariel): Hehe ok

(23:30:15) (Grayscale): invite, even.

(23:30:19) (Ariel): I'm gonna have to log

(23:30:22) (Ariel): Later all

(23:30:26) (Grayscale): Later.

(23:30:28) (Lady_Luna): Later, Ariel.

(23:31:17) (Lady_Luna): Fuck. Later.

(23:31:20) ChatBot: (Lady_Luna) logs out of the Chat.

(23:32:16) (Grayscale): Later.

(23:32:44) (Grayscale): Lucien, I'll send ya an e-mail.

(23:34:22) (Grayscale): Night, all.

(23:34:31) ChatBot: (Grayscale) logs out of the Chat.

[Sarah Dead-Wolf]

IC Chat, 19 Jan 2009

(21:02:57) (Titus): Howdy

(21:03:20) (Crescent_Sun): Hey. How's things working out for you?

(21:04:23) (Titus): Not too well. That's how it goes

(21:04:51) (Crescent_Sun): Well, that's why they pay you those big educator bucks.

(21:04:56) (Crescent_Sun):

(21:05:17) (Titus): Yes...those big educator bucks...

(21:05:31) (Titus): (Big educator bucks? he wonders.)

(21:06:36) (Crescent_Sun): Actually I think those bucks go to those Uni researchers who work in the hard sciences.

(21:08:04) (Titus): Yes. That seems more likely.

(21:09:35) ChatBot: (Sarah) logs into the Chat.

(21:09:43) (Sarah) logs onto CalNet

(21:09:51) (Crescent_Sun): Hey Sarah

(21:09:57) (Titus): Hi, Sarah.

(21:09:59) (Sarah): Huh... people. Hey CS.

(21:10:04) (Sarah): Hi Titus.

(21:10:28) (Crescent_Sun): Long day?

(21:10:54) (Sarah): Yeah. Always.

(21:11:51) (Sarah): You?

(21:12:24) (Titus): Always a long day here, too. And today was especially long.

(21:12:41) (Sarah): Oh?

(21:12:49) (Crescent_Sun): Not so bad here. I now feel guilty.

(21:13:00) ChatBot: (Lady_Luna) logs into the Chat.

(21:13:11) (Sarah): Hey LL.

(21:13:32) (Lady_Luna): (Crescent_Sun) Are you serious?

(21:13:35) (Crescent_Sun): Hey LL.

(21:13:36) (Titus): Yeah. Having trouble with a student.

(21:13:52) (Titus): I'm dog tired.

(21:13:53) (Lady_Luna): You're feeling bad because you're not having a bad day and others are?

(21:13:55) (Crescent_Sun): (Lady_Luna)Not really.

(21:14:20) (Lady_Luna): Oh, good. I was about to say some awful things about you. You know, my standard stuff.

(21:14:24) (Sarah): Sorry about the student troubles, T.

(21:15:07) (Lady_Luna): (Titus) What's up with that?

(21:16:15) (Titus): (Lady_Luna) No interest in friends, schoolwork, or apparently anything else, though she is also said to enjoy boiling water.

(21:16:20) (Titus) shrugs

(21:16:37) (Lady_Luna): (Titus) WTF?

(21:16:46) (Lady_Luna): Oh, wait. I remember this.

(21:16:54) (Lady_Luna): I still think it's drugs.

(21:17:00) (Titus): Damned if I know.

(21:17:02) (Crescent_Sun): So do I.

(21:19:08) (Crescent_Sun): I did finally figure out that in 18 months I'll have my PI Certification.

(21:19:17) (Sarah): The drugs... Crimson?

(21:19:36) (Titus): Crimson addicts don't exhibit these symptons, to my knowledge.

(21:20:02) (Titus): I was thinking heroin. But it's really very abrupt for a drug addiction. She's turned into a zombie inside a month.

(21:20:10) (Titus): symptoms*

(21:20:31) (Sarah): That's not good.

(21:21:00) (Sarah): And boils water?

(21:21:03) (Crescent_Sun): Is she a chem major? Biology, or Life Sciences?

(21:21:13) (Lady_Luna): That indicates a really severe habit. And the boiling water doesn't seem to jive.

(21:21:23) (Sarah): Any other weird fascinations? Like with bugs or something?

(21:21:32) ChatBot: (No_Moss) logs into the Chat.

(21:21:39) (No_Moss): hi all

(21:21:47) (Sarah): Well, I'll be.

(21:21:48) (Crescent_Sun): Hi NM

(21:21:55) (Sarah): Long time no hear, NM.

(21:22:12) (Titus): (No_Moss) Hi.

(21:22:38) (No_Moss): Yeah, glad you made it ok from that party that went south.

(21:22:59) (Sarah): Yeah. That sucked. A lot.

(21:23:05) (Titus): (Sarah) Not that I know of, but she doesn't seem to mind pain. She picked at her fingernail till it bled in my classroom, and just stared at it.

(21:23:49) (Sarah): ...

(21:24:04) (Crescent_Sun): Does she smell funny?

(21:24:14) (Titus): Smell...funny? Er...

(21:24:15) (Lady_Luna): HEy, No Moss.

(21:24:19) (Sarah): Could be drugs. Hallucinogenics of some sort.

(21:24:28) (Lady_Luna): (Crescent_Sun) I think he'd get in trouble for sniffing students.

(21:24:34) (No_Moss): Hi LL

(21:24:36) (Titus): (Lady_Luna) Probably would.

(21:24:55) (Titus): ((OOC: Alessa's major?))

(21:25:02) (Crescent_Sun): Well, I'm a sensetive kind of guy. Does she smell sweet? That could be sign of diabetis.

(21:25:12) (Lady_Luna): (Titus) I know the signs of addiction. I could take a look at her if that would help.

(21:25:25) (Lady_Luna): (Titus) ((OOC: Physical Therapy))

(21:25:37) (Titus): ...Smell sweet?

(21:26:21) (Titus): I couldn't say.

(21:26:35) (Titus): Oh, and her major is Physical Therapy. I just saw that.

(21:26:44) (Crescent_Sun): It came up once. It could be something wrong with her biochemistry.

(21:27:53) (Titus): (Lady_Luna) That'd be very helpful.

(21:28:36) (Titus): Truth be told, I'm a little wary of siccing Frank on her. He's a bit of a loose cannon.

(21:28:52) (Lady_Luna): He's a lot of a loose cannon.

(21:29:48) (Titus) isn't going to argue that.

(21:30:22) (Crescent_Sun): Well ... Frank tries.

(21:30:34) (Titus): He certainly does try.

(21:31:44) (No_Moss): Nope, stayed away from anything/anyone until on here with chat the other night and been real careful what I say

(21:32:28) (No_Moss): Oops, there goes that idea!

(21:32:38) (Sarah): Frank is wound about three twists too tight. He's about as likely to decide that she's the secret lover of Man/Bear/Pig as to do anything actually helpful.

(21:33:18) (No_Moss): So you got some student acting weird I take it and you think she may be an addict of some sort?

(21:33:57) (Lady_Luna): (No_Moss) The addict angle is my idea and I'm viewing it as marking an option off a list.

(21:34:14) (Crescent_Sun): Acting like a zombie. Self mutilation. Listless. Has she lost all her friends?

(21:34:40) (Titus): She's not interested in friends.

(21:34:48) (No_Moss): Sounds bad

(21:34:54) (Sarah): @CS: Depression? Or a cult, maybe?

(21:35:31) (Crescent_Sun): (Sarah) Severe derpession could be it, and then there is the risk of suicide, if she's already hurting herself.

(21:35:47) (Sarah): *nods*

(21:35:54) (Titus): All those explanations also leave me scratching my head, first at the speed of this change, and second at the water-boiling.

(21:36:15) (Sarah): The water-boiling thing is weird. What does she do with the water?

(21:36:23) (Titus): I suppose the water-boiling could be unconnected. But it's just one more wrinkle.

(21:36:40) (Titus): (Sarah) Don't know.

(21:36:45) (No_Moss): even in depression she should feel the pain of the self-mutilation you described.

(21:36:53) (Crescent_Sun): Maybe she has sinus pressure and needs the higher humidity.

(21:37:02) (Lady_Luna): (No_Moss) But if she doesn't care, she might not express it.

(21:41:01) (No_Moss): Nah, I don't buy it the physical/mental reaction is pretty deep. To be doing that I'd expect there to be other signs of more serious self-mutilation.

(21:42:10) (Lady_Luna): (No_Moss) Who says there isn't? She could be hiding worse.

(21:44:00) (No_Moss): True, depending on how bad they might be.

(21:45:49) (No_Moss): What this about boiling water?

(21:46:26) (Crescent_Sun): Apparently she has taken to boiling water as a hobby.

(21:46:41) (Sarah): Helluva hobby.

(21:47:04) (Lady_Luna): That is a weird point I can't put my finger on.

(21:47:11) (Lady_Luna): That points to mental illness.

(21:47:19) (Sarah): Yeah.

(21:47:27) (Crescent_Sun): Yeah. It would be more understandable if she was sniffing paint, or something like that.

(21:48:03) (Crescent_Sun): Makes me wish I knew more about mental health issues.

(21:51:12) (No_Moss): what is she doing with the water?

(21:58:38) (Titus): (No_Moss) We don't know

(21:59:27) (Crescent_Sun): brb

(22:01:40) (No_Moss): So how much are we talking about, or how regularly?

(22:02:11) (Titus): (No_Moss) I don't know, and I really should get in bed. I'm too tired to think.

(22:02:50) (Titus): Goodnight.

(22:02:51) ChatBot: (Titus) logs out of the Chat.

(22:02:53) (Lady_Luna): Night.

(22:04:34) (Lady_Luna): Well, that is a bizarre case.

(22:07:00) (No_Moss): sure is

(22:07:06) (Sarah): Yup.

(22:07:20) (Lady_Luna): I am terrible at starting conversation.

(22:07:37) (Sarah): Not much better here, LL.

(22:08:25) (Lady_Luna): Someone come up with something or I'm leaving.

(22:08:35) (Sarah): Um...

(22:08:52) (Sarah): We could rant about Frank?

(22:09:00) (No_Moss): well hows the new job going L

(22:09:13) (Sarah): Oh, yeah. There's that.

(22:09:55) (No_Moss): Or that then you were doing Sarah, still want a hand with that?

(22:10:01) (Lady_Luna): (No_Moss) Sucks ass. My boss is requiring that I learn LAPD and LAFD and all LAES procedures, so that if something happens, I know what I'm doing.

(22:10:05) (No_Moss): then/thing

(22:10:42) (Sarah): That's fairly damned intense.

(22:11:00) (Sarah): @NM: I'm actually good with that thing now, NM. But thanks.

(22:11:16) (Lady_Luna): (Sarah) Yeah, it is.

(22:12:23) (Sarah): It had better pay well for those kinds of expectations.

(22:13:04) (Lady_Luna): It pays what I need it to.

(22:18:57) (No_Moss): Thats all you can ask of any job really.

(22:19:07) (Sarah): This is true.

(22:19:21) (Sarah): Especially in this shitty economy.

(22:20:40) (Crescent_Sun): back

(22:21:20) (No_Moss): wb CS

(22:21:40) (No_Moss): how did that whole haunted house thing work out for you

(22:22:01) (Crescent_Sun): Very good. The perspective owner was happy with my work.

(22:22:21) (No_Moss): gotta go find a recharge for my netbook, see ya another time peeps

(22:22:27) ChatBot: (No_Moss) logs out of the Chat.

(22:22:30) (Lady_Luna): Later, NM.,

(22:22:35) (Crescent_Sun): Night

(22:22:39) (Lady_Luna): Damn, people are bailing quick.

(22:22:56) (Crescent_Sun): Inaguration tomorrow.

(22:22:57) (Lady_Luna): Think they know something we don't?

(22:23:11) (Sarah): THey're tired.

(22:23:35) (Sarah): They get to go home to beds and sleep and wake up tomorrow.

(22:24:51) (Crescent_Sun): Waking up tomorrow ... always part of my plan.

(22:29:15) (Sarah): Something like that. Sure.

(22:30:47) (Crescent_Sun): I wonder were Declan is. I was hoping to see him tonight. Oneca too.

(22:31:27) (Sarah): Dec's probably busy, one way or another.

(22:31:39) (Sarah): Oneca, no clue.

(22:46:19) (Crescent_Sun): Okay, I gotta run. Good night all.

(22:46:23) (Lady_Luna): Later.

(22:46:26) (Sarah): Night, CS

(22:46:26) (Lady_Luna): I'm out too.

(22:46:30) ChatBot: (Lady_Luna) logs out of the Chat.

(22:46:32) (Sarah): Yeah.

[Sarah Dead-Wolf]

IC Chat Log, 28 April 2009

(20:55:19) (Jess_OOC): WoD:A IC Chat in T-minus 00:05:00.

(20:58:27) ChatBot: (James_OOC) is now known as (Crescent_Sun).

(21:00:05) ChatBot: (Samantha) logs into the Chat.

(21:00:15) (Jess_OOC): [WoD:A IC Chat is underway]

(21:00:29) ChatBot: (Jess_OOC) is now known as (Sarah).

(21:00:35) (Sarah) logs into CalNet

(21:00:46) (Sarah): Hey CS.

(21:00:47) (Crescent_Sun) logs into CalNet

(21:00:53) (Crescent_Sun): Hey

(21:01:00) (Sarah): Hello Samantha.

(21:01:17) (Crescent_Sun): Hey Sarah and Samantha.

(21:01:33) (Crescent_Sun): Samantha, do you care if you are called Sam?

(21:02:31) ChatBot: (Lady_Luna) logs into the Chat.

(21:02:39) (Sarah): Hey LL

(21:03:23) ChatBot: (Moss) logs into the Chat.

(21:03:33) (Lady_Luna): Yo, Moss

(21:03:33) (Sarah): Hey there, Moss

(21:03:43) (Crescent_Sun): Hey LL, Moss.

(21:03:55) (Crescent_Sun): What's the news this week?

(21:04:13) (Crescent_Sun): Life been good for everyone?

(21:04:24) (Sarah): Eh, relatively. Nothing too horrid.

(21:04:43) (Moss): Pretty much

(21:05:33) (Crescent_Sun): Anyone been to check out LA Amphoria?

(21:05:55) (Sarah): Been thinking about it. Haven't checked it out yet, but it's on my list of things to do.

(21:06:14) (Moss): Heh, yeah, seems a good place from what I saw

(21:07:10) (Crescent_Sun): I liked it. People seemed to have a good time.

(21:07:41) (Sarah): @CS: How's the food there?

(21:08:16) (Crescent_Sun): Made me want to go back for more, but the bartender is a bit pushy.

(21:08:29) ChatBot: (Samantha) logs out of the Chat.

(21:08:36) (Sarah): I'll keep that in mind.

(21:10:07) (Lady_Luna): Pushy bartenders suck cock/

(21:10:14) (Sarah): Well, Samantha wasn't exactly chatty.

(21:10:28) (Crescent_Sun): Past her bedtime?

(21:10:41) (Sarah): Hell if I know; no idea who she was.

(21:10:44) (Crescent_Sun): LL, he's not like that, but he's ... opinionated.

(21:11:02) (Sarah): Let me guess: menu issues?

(21:11:05) (Lady_Luna): How so?

(21:11:27) (Lady_Luna): Oh fuck, do you guys mean... that>?

(21:11:41) (Sarah): Sorry, LL. Fact of life.

(21:11:46) (Crescent_Sun): Yep.

(21:11:58) (Lady_Luna): Gross

(21:12:08) (Sarah): Believe me, I'd be a lot happier if I could just go grab a burger.

(21:12:24) (Crescent_Sun): LL, the house brews smell excellent.

(21:12:48) (Sarah): Well, that's something anyway.

(21:12:49) (Crescent_Sun): Oh, me too. Of course, how would I handle burger rejection?

(21:12:51) (Lady_Luna): (Crescent_Sun) Yeah, I don't drink and I was pretty sure you knew that.

(21:13:08) (Sarah): True enough. Sorry.

(21:13:11) (Crescent_Sun): Sorry LL forgot.

(21:13:19) (Lady_Luna): As in so sure I typed 'fuck you' before I erased it...

(21:13:25) (Lady_Luna): Ah.. well, ok.

(21:13:33) (Sarah): Heh.... fair 'nuff.

(21:13:38) (Crescent_Sun): Thanks.

(21:14:00) (Lady_Luna): Do they serve non-alcoholic stuff, too?

(21:14:08) (Crescent_Sun): The music was rocking, but still prefer the Lab.

(21:15:00) (Sarah): Most places have gotten pretty good on the non-alcoholic mixed drinks lately. Trying to cater to the designated drivers and such.

(21:15:20) (Lady_Luna): Yeah, I wasn't asking about most places. I was asking about this place.

(21:15:24) (Crescent_Sun): Wait, its a college place and I saw some definite freshmen. Has to have it.

(21:15:42) (Lady_Luna): Sun: That's good to know.

(21:15:55) (Sarah): This one, I wouldn't know. Still need to give it a try. Maybe tomorrow night.

(21:15:58) (Crescent_Sun): The Detective at work.

(21:16:06) (Sarah): LOL

(21:16:21) (Crescent_Sun): Sarah, going it alone?

(21:16:35) (Sarah): Don't I always?

(21:16:38) (Sarah):

(21:17:16) (Crescent_Sun): Yeah, its not like you are sweet on anybody.

(21:17:50) (Sarah): Sorry Adrian. Just never been a big fan of group dining. Wouldn't mind meeting up with some folks to hang out there later, though. I can join Amber on the wagon.

(21:18:30) (Sarah): ...and fuck me.

(21:18:35) (Sarah): I fail.

(21:18:43) (Crescent_Sun): What?

(21:18:50) (Lady_Luna): Maybe. I need to find some ass to hit.

(21:19:01) (Sarah): heh

(21:19:25) (Crescent_Sun): heh ... I wonder.

(21:19:27) (Lady_Luna): The last one wiggled out of the restraints.

(21:19:34) (Lady_Luna): CS: Wonder what?

(21:20:16) (Crescent_Sun): The bartender I had issues with was kind of cute. Not actor cute, but kinda.

(21:20:35) (Lady_Luna): Was he ringed, o observant one?

(21:20:55) (Lady_Luna): Not that that matters, in theory, but it's something to be aware of.

(21:21:34) (Crescent_Sun): LL, he sounded very single to me. I don't think he's the commitment kind.

(21:21:49) (Lady_Luna): Well, shit. That's no good either.

(21:22:10) (Crescent_Sun) Yeah. Any word on the Hunter front. What happened to the guy who shot you? (whispers)

(21:22:18) (Sarah): Oh, it can be good, depending what you're looking for.

(21:22:50) (Lady_Luna): Are you seriously fucking giving me dating advice?

(21:23:20) (Sarah): Well... Lucien and I are doing well enough, so... yeah, I guess.

(21:23:42) (Crescent_Sun) There you go with the naming again. (whispers)

(21:24:32) (Crescent_Sun) takes notes

(21:25:22) (Sarah): LOL

(21:26:36) (Crescent_Sun): Unequal relationships suck.

(21:27:21) (Sarah): Nothing unequal about my relationship with Lucien, CS.

(21:27:59) (Crescent_Sun): That was meant as a general obersvation.

(21:28:22) (Sarah): Ah.

(21:34:49) (Moss): sometimes it's not easy to figure out if things are uneven or not. Again a general observation

(21:35:05) (Lady_Luna): (Moss) No shit.

(21:35:32) (Sarah): True enough, Moss.

(21:37:27) (Moss): LL you still got the same job, or has that contract finished now?

(21:37:39) (Lady_Luna): Same job.

(21:37:53) (Lady_Luna): So long as I live where I do, I'm kinda stuck with it.

(21:38:28) (Sarah): Wow. Now there's a statement I understand. Like right now.

(21:39:16) (Crescent_Sun):

(21:43:04) (Moss): Thats a pain in the ass. Do they really need your place that bad or has it gone beyond that.

(21:43:44) (Lady_Luna): My boss likes my work, and he's deeply invested in renovating my neighborhood.

(21:43:49) (Lady_Luna): Starting with my building.

(21:46:43) (Moss): So he is going to keep up this line regardless in order to keep your services :evil:

(21:47:22) (Lady_Luna): He started renovations before I was working for him.

(21:47:32) (Lady_Luna): It's not a line.

(21:47:48) (Lady_Luna): He's not that bad of a guy, for a... Republican.

(21:47:56) (Sarah): Feh.

(21:48:23) (Sarah): Not huge into politics.

(21:48:24) (Lady_Luna): (Sarah) Watch it. You're a Republican, too, last time I checked.

(21:48:36) (Sarah): WTF?

(21:48:47) (Crescent_Sun): I never voted. I don't know what I am.

(21:48:53) (Sarah): I'm not a registered anything. Not fond of the whole political thing.

(21:49:02) (Lady_Luna): You know... blood-sucking Republican.

(21:49:36) (Sarah): Oh. Hah Hah Hardi-har-har.

(21:50:15) (Crescent_Sun): Wait, Sarah,s a tree-hugger too.

(21:50:25) (Sarah): Last time I checked, you didn't exactly fit in with the veggie-diet Californian Democrats either, you know.

(21:50:25) (Moss): let me guess of the ultra-conservative, old school type, boy do they piss me off - remind me of Thatcher

(21:50:49) (Lady_Luna): (Sarah) I'm still right.

(21:51:09) (Lady_Luna): (Crescent_Sun) So what, she's a RINO?

(21:51:09) (Sarah): There are times where I really, really hate you, LL.

(21:51:28) (Lady_Luna): (Sarah) My heart bleeds. Literally.

(21:51:44) (Crescent_Sun): LL, you'll heal.

(21:51:47) (Sarah): Oh, if I could be so lucky.

(21:52:38) (Moss): Sarah, isn't that a line from a song?

(21:53:11) (Lady_Luna): (Sarah) You can try to make all your dreams come true. Just come find me.

(21:53:41) (Sarah): Oh, I'm pretty sure we know how that ends, cousin.

(21:55:15) (Lady_Luna): (Sarah)

(21:55:39) (Lady_Luna): tho you might be surprised. And I ain't your cousin.

(21:55:53) (Sarah): *sigh*

(21:56:42) (Crescent_Sun): Sarah, I've since discovered I'm LL's adolescent Aberration. It's almost like being kin.

(21:57:23) (Lady_Luna): (Crescent_Sun) Yeah... you ain't kin either.

(21:57:32) (Sarah) looks at CS, wondering what the fuck he means.

(21:58:18) (Crescent_Sun):

(21:58:29) (Sarah): As for you, LL: Believe what you want to believe. Feel free to ignore reality. Once blood, always blood.

(21:58:54) (Moss): This is getting to weird for me, I'm gonna crash, see ya on the flipside.

(21:59:06) (Sarah): G'night, Moss.

(21:59:15) ChatBot: (Moss) logs out of the Chat.

(21:59:15) (Crescent_Sun): I'm outta here to before all the good parking places are taken.

(22:00:50) ChatBot: (Crescent_Sun) logs out of the Chat.

(22:16:23) ChatBot: (Lucien) logs into the Chat.

(22:16:29) (Sarah): Hey hon.

(22:16:53) (Sarah): You missed the crowd.

(22:16:59) (Lucien): Evening. Looks like I missed everything.

(22:17:02) (Lady_Luna): (whispers) You're not Sarah, not really. You used to be, and then you became someone else. How did you think what you went through not reshape you fundamentally into someone/thing else?

(22:17:08) (Sarah): Nah. Still have me and LL here.

(22:17:11) (Lady_Luna): Yo, Lucien.

(22:17:55) (Lucien): I suppose so.

(22:18:22) (Lucien): And how fare you ladies this evening?

(22:18:36) (Lady_Luna): (Lucien) Good enough.

(22:18:36) (Sarah): Kind of thoughtful at the moment, actually.

(22:19:06) (Lucien): Oh? Having a hallmark moment?

(22:19:34) (Sarah): Only if Hallmark was rewritten by Poe.

(22:21:11) (Sarah): So how was class today, hon?

(22:22:14) (Lucien): Sub par. I'm acing my classes, I have no idea why I even bother going.

(22:24:08) (Lucien): I find it funny how Prof. Eckart still thinks that because I'm the 'spoiled rich kid' that she's not going to cut me any breaks... and is still trying to find a flaw on my research papers. Points for effort I suppose, silly woman.

(22:24:10) (Sarah): Because at the end of all the nonsense you get to tack some extra letters onto the end of your name?

(22:24:51) (Sarah): Oh, fun.

(22:25:26) (Lucien): Ah, yes... the extra letters...

(22:25:43) (Lucien): I was thinking: Lucien Hunt, HAWT

(22:26:05) (Lucien): Or: Lucien Hunt, Dr. Loooooove

(22:26:23) (Lucien): Is there a limit to the letters they'll let me add?

(22:26:44) (Lucien): Like a designer license plate?

(22:27:07) (Sarah): So long as you keep flinging money at the Registrar's Office, I think they'll let you append it until the cows come home.

(22:27:22) (Lucien): *chuckles*

(22:27:25) (Lady_Luna): (Lucien) I'm assuming if you do the work ... damn it. Ya took my joke, woman!

(22:29:02) (Lucien): Oh, Sarah, been doing snooping around that place we found about that one day... nothing. Square one again.

(22:29:33) (Sarah): Well, crap. Yeah, my ventures over that way haven't been all that great, either.

(22:29:40) (Lucien): Was that vague enough? I'm sometimes not to good at all this cloak and dagger stuff.

(22:29:57) (Sarah): LOL

(22:30:14) (Sarah): Nobody here but the in-crowd.

(22:31:05) (Lady_Luna): (Sarah) Whatever. I'm not saying important shit, regardless of who is here.

(22:31:12) (Lucien): That we can see... considering we come from the School of Weird I can't help but feel paranoid sometimes.

(22:31:21) (Sarah): True enough.

(22:34:08) (Lucien): <.<

>.>

*knows they're after his lucky charms...*

(22:34:34) (Lady_Luna): (Lucien) Your charms are taken, from what I've heard.

(22:35:53) (Lucien): Ha! Hardly. I've enough to go around.

(22:35:55) (Sarah): Damned right, they are.

(22:36:03) ChatBot: (Grayscale) logs into the Chat.

(22:36:08) (Lady_Luna): Yo, GS.

(22:36:10) (Sarah): Hey GS

(22:36:17) (Grayscale): Hello, everyone.

(22:36:30) (Lucien): Evening GS.

(22:37:09) (Lucien): Hmm... e-mail...

(22:37:19) (Lucien): Oh, goody.

(22:38:20) (Lucien): The local campus nerd has decided that I am more important than W.O.W. and has agreed to assist me with some studies... how lucky I am.

(22:38:34) (Grayscale):

(22:39:39) (Lucien): Because if I was refused assistance over a video game... well... I'd just have to tell Daddy... okay, not really... but I've always wanted to say that.

(22:39:48) (Grayscale): Heh

(22:40:59) (Sarah): LOL. Helluva thing, Lucien.

(22:42:14) (Lucien): My sister says it so often I'm surprised her vocabulary even had time to build around it.

(22:43:06) (Grayscale): Awww. Brotherly love.

((22:43:51) (Sarah): Ah, feel the love....

(22:43:55) (Lucien): Hardly. Can't stand my sibling. She's the picture of what a spoiled rich brat is... pray you never cross her path.

(22:44:17) (Sarah): Ah... gotcha. I'll keep my eye open for her.

(22:44:32) (Lady_Luna): brb

(22:44:53) (Grayscale): I'll make pains to avoid any of your siblings, Lucien.

(22:45:28) (Lucien): She's so dumb that she thought my dad actually had God on the payroll until she was 15.

(22:45:35) (Sarah): ...

(22:45:38) (Grayscale):

(22:45:42) (Sarah): That's a world of dim.

(22:46:27) (Grayscale): That's dumber than the pile of bricks I work with.

(22:46:57) (Lucien): She was laughed out of the cafeteria when she demanded one of her enemies be smitten for claiming to dislike her new purse.

(22:47:13) (Sarah): Wow. Just... wow.

(22:47:20) (Grayscale): Yeah.

(22:48:12) (Lucien): The icing was when she screamed to the heavens 'Who do you think signs your check!' I'm still not sure if it was the stupidity or the pills that day, but I thought it was hilarious.

(22:48:26) (Grayscale): Hehehehe

(22:50:57) (Sarah): Holy crap. That is one of the most simultaneously awesome and horrific stories ever, Lucien.

(22:52:50) (Lucien): Why, thank you.

(22:53:47) (Lucien): Personally I think she was high, but my inner child refuses to believe that will harass her about it til her dying day.

(22:54:00) (Lucien): and will harass

(22:55:22) (Lady_Luna): Night.

(22:55:28) (Grayscale): Night.

(22:55:29) (Lady_Luna) logs off.

(22:55:37) (Sarah): Damn it.

(22:55:39) ChatBot: (Lady_Luna) is now known as (Amber_OOC).

(22:56:19) (Lucien): I'm on my way out too, I have a ton of errands to do before class, and a 9:30 Yoga session...

(22:56:39) (Grayscale): Ah. TTYL, Lucien.

(22:56:40) (Sarah): Probably time for me to scoot, too. Things to do....

(22:56:46) (Lucien): Good night all.

(22:56:53) ChatBot: (Lucien) logs out of the Chat.

(22:56:55) (Sarah): Night guys.

(22:57:09) (Sarah) logs out of CalNet.

(22:57:10) (Grayscale): Night, Sarah.

(22:57:20) ChatBot: (Sarah) is now known as (Jess_OOC).

(22:58:35) (Jess_OOC): OK folks, I think that's a wrap. Thanks for coming to WoD:A IC Chat!

(22:58:49) (Grayscale): Yay!

[Sarah Dead-Wolf]

IC Chat Log, 5 May 2009

(20:00:17) (Jess_OOC): ***WoDA IC Chat is now underway***

(20:00:24) ChatBot: (Jess_OOC) is now known as (Sarah).

(20:00:29) ChatBot: (James_OOC) is now known as (Cresent_Sun).

(20:00:30) (Sarah) logs into CalNet

(20:00:43) (Cresent_Sun) logs into CalNet

(20:00:49) (Sarah): Hey CS

(20:00:58) (Queen_of_Spades) log into CalNet

(20:01:09) (Cresent_Sun): Hey Sarah, Queen.

(20:01:22) (Sarah): Hello, QoS

(20:01:44) (Midnight_Twist) logs into CalNet

(20:01:53) (Sarah): Hello, MT

(20:01:55) (Cresent_Sun): Hey Midnight Twist

(20:01:57) (Queen_of_Spades): evening

(20:02:06) (Midnight_Twist): hi

(20:02:10) (Cresent_Sun): What's the topic for the evening?

(20:02:25) (Sarah): Good question. Just logged in a few minutes ago.

(20:03:22) (Sarah): Nice night, though. Mid-70s. I can live with that.

(20:03:42) (Midnight_Twist): what do u talk about normaly?

(20:04:15) (Cresent_Sun): Wine, women, songs, clubs, campus, the list goes on and on.

(20:04:20) (Sarah): Just about anything. For a while, the favorite was "Fearless Frank", a campus cop on UCLA with nutty theories.

(20:04:35) (Sarah): Wonder if he ever caught his man/bear/pig.

(20:04:39) (Cresent_Sun): Man-Bear-PIg!

(20:04:49) (Queen_of_Spades): you folks are UCLA students right?

(20:05:10) (Cresent_Sun): I was one last semester. Now I'm at City College.

(20:05:24) (Midnight_Twist): im not

(20:05:33) (Sarah): I was one last year, and UCSF before that.

(20:05:47) (Sarah): Not doing the school thing this year.

(20:06:06) (Sarah): Crap. brb

(20:06:11) (Queen_of_Spades): anybody here know a kid named Jon Brot?

(20:06:20) (Cresent_Sun): Good God! Are we all working now?

(20:06:31) (Midnight_Twist): (Queen_of_Spades) no

(20:06:39) (Cresent_Sun): Jon Brot? familiar but I can't place it. What did he do?

(20:06:59) (Queen_of_Spades): he died ... was murdered early last month

(20:07:09) (Cresent_Sun):

(20:07:33) (Queen_of_Spades): looking into it on behalf of his parents

(20:07:53) (Sarah): Damned kids and their damned spraypaint. *sigh*

(20:07:57) (Cresent_Sun): You a PI then?

(20:08:14) (Queen_of_Spades): just a freind

(20:08:35) (Cresent_Sun): Sarah, sometimes you need to vaccum the rugrats.

(20:08:45) (Sarah): No kidding.

(20:08:47) (Cresent_Sun): (Queen_of_Spades) Get a good PI. I know a few.

(20:09:30) (Sarah): brb

(20:09:34) (Midnight_Twist): So am I supposed to take the time to use real grammar out here? I was under the impression that people didn't care, but you guys see to care a lot.

(20:09:38) (Queen_of_Spades): I'm just looking for information

(20:10:08) (Queen_of_Spades): who he hung around with, what kind of stuff he was into

(20:10:31) (Midnight_Twist): (Queen_of_Spades) I'm sorry... don't know him. Have you asked his friends?

(20:10:33) (Sarah): There. That worked.

(20:11:00) (Cresent_Sun): Hehe

(20:11:16) (Sarah): Yell at a kid, and you keep him behaved for a few minutes. Well and truly scare a kid, and you keep him behaved for a month.

(20:11:22) (Queen_of_Spades): was hoping to find some of them i here

(20:11:24) (Cresent_Sun): (Queen_of_Spades) Was he at UCLA? How old was he? Did he have a frat?

(20:11:24) (Midnight_Twist): Anyone else watching Fringe?

(20:11:44) (Queen_of_Spades): he was 19, was a commuter

(20:11:48) (Sarah): MT, I'm good with or without the grammar, but I don't use |337.

(20:12:01) (Cresent_Sun): (Midnight_Twist) Nope.

(20:12:17) (Midnight_Twist): (Sarah) That wasn't |337; it was lazy.

(20:12:21) (Cresent_Sun): (Midnight_Twist) Lost interest after a while. Better things I could be doing at 9.

(20:12:57) (Sarah): I don't watch TV.

(20:13:17) (Cresent_Sun): (Queen_of_Spades) That's not a lot to work with. Kind of like 38K students on campus and 20K commute.

(20:13:37) (Queen_of_Spades): yeah, well its all I got

(20:13:55) (Midnight_Twist): (Queen_of_Spades) Have you talked to his professors?

(20:14:04) (Queen_of_Spades): there any students who have their fingers in more than one pie?

(20:14:16) (Queen_of_Spades): kids who might act like info brokers?

(20:14:26) (Queen_of_Spades): his profs are on my list

(20:15:26) (Queen_of_Spades): nah, best to keep this off the books, justice is worth the extra footwork

(20:17:43) (Queen_of_Spades): how the ...? man I hate computers

(20:18:00) (Sarah): Not real fond of them myself.

(20:18:13) (Sarah): Using a Blackberry.

(20:18:22) (Midnight_Twist): Computers are pretty cool, actually.

(20:18:25) (Cresent_Sun): What QoS?

(20:18:33) (Midnight_Twist): I love the XF stuff they can do.

(20:18:44) (Cresent_Sun): I am so learning about them now. Helps do research for papers.

(20:18:51) (Sarah): "XF"?

(20:19:21) (Midnight_Twist): Special effects - you know, wolfmans and explosions in movies?

(20:19:29) (Midnight_Twist): wolfmen*

(20:19:41) (Sarah): Ah. FX.

(20:20:14) (Midnight_Twist): Oh! Yeah. My fingers got carried away.

(20:20:29) (Sarah): Gonna deal with something. brb

(20:20:39) (Queen_of_Spades): just not used to these things

(20:20:45) (Cresent_Sun): something or someone?

(20:21:09) (Midnight_Twist): (Cresent_Sun) That sounds omnious and possibly illegal.

(20:21:09) (Queen_of_Spades): kinda used to talking to actual people with, you know, words

(20:21:19) (Cresent_Sun): (Queen_of_Spades) Really? My excuse is abject poverty growing up. Foster care doesn't come wired.

(20:21:46) (Cresent_Sun): (Midnight_Twist)Legality is meant to be skirted.

(20:22:00) (Midnight_Twist): (Cresent_Sun) Um, no. It isn't.

(20:22:36) (Cresent_Sun): (Midnight_Twist) Why not? Does the straight and narrow get you by?

(20:22:47) (Midnight_Twist): (Cresent_Sun) Has so far.

(20:23:12) (Midnight_Twist): (Cresent_Sun) Anytime something illegal happens, I suffer. I'm not a big fan of people who screw over others.

(20:23:57) (Cresent_Sun): (Midnight_Twist) Sorry you see things that way. I grew up differently.

(20:24:56) (Midnight_Twist): (Cresent_Sun) Apparently.

(20:25:26) (Cresent_Sun): (Midnight_Twist) You a college grad?

(20:25:51) (Midnight_Twist): (Cresent_Sun) Nope.

(20:26:02) (Midnight_Twist): (Cresent_Sun) Started working right after school.

(20:26:39) (Cresent_Sun): (Midnight_Twist) Sound like a cop.

(20:27:08) (Midnight_Twist): (Cresent_Sun) Me!? Oh, god, no!

(20:27:15) (Midnight_Twist): (Cresent_Sun) No, no.

(20:27:21) (Midnight_Twist): (Cresent_Sun) Not at all.

(20:27:24) (Cresent_Sun): (Midnight_Twist)

(20:27:24) (Sarah): Back

(20:27:29) (Cresent_Sun): wB

(20:27:33) (Midnight_Twist): WB

(20:27:34) (Sarah): Some nights, I hate patrol. This is one of those nights.

(20:27:43) (Midnight_Twist): (Sarah) Patrol?

(20:27:51) (Queen_of_Spades): patol? you LAPD?

(20:28:21) (Sarah): Hell no. Patrolling my park. Park Service, night shift.

(20:28:25) (Cresent_Sun): Sarah ... a cop?!?!!?

(20:28:42) (Cresent_Sun): Park Service ... small gun and less pay.

(20:28:47) (Midnight_Twist): (Sarah) What part?

(20:28:49) (Midnight_Twist): park*

(20:29:03) (Sarah): Holmby, tonight.

(20:29:24) (Midnight_Twist): Really? I didn't know it was patrolled. Well, I feel better about jogging there, now.

(20:29:26) (Queen_of_Spades): City Parks & Recreation?

(20:29:40) (Sarah): You jog though Holmby Park?

(20:29:51) (Sarah): Parks & Rec, yah.

(20:30:01) (Midnight_Twist): (Sarah) Sometimes.

(20:30:51) (Cresent_Sun): Sarah ... dont' shoot the joggers. They pay your salary.

(20:31:10) (Sarah): Funny, CS.

(20:31:34) (Cresent_Sun):

(20:31:55) (Sarah): MT: this area is pretty well patrolled, but there's still problem kids from time to time. Unavoidable; it's L.A.

(20:32:19) (Midnight_Twist): (Sarah) It's odd that I've never seen any patrols. They're usually visible.

(20:32:38) (Cresent_Sun): Sarah, they give you a taser yet? Teach those punks a real lesson?

(20:33:12) (Cresent_Sun): Do you guys know what Hombly park borders?

(20:33:25) (Queen_of_Spades): nnope

(20:33:49) (Sarah): Plain-clothes. The Park Service figured out a few years ago that vandals can spot a uniform from a quarter-mile off.

(20:34:07) (Cresent_Sun): The Playboy Mansion. I feel that the Hombly Patrol is wasted on Sarah.

(20:34:11) (Sarah): And yeah, CS, I know what it borders.

(20:34:17) (Sarah): Hah.

(20:34:46) (Queen_of_Spades): Why's taht? no intrest in taking a dip in the cove?

(20:35:04) (Sarah): To be honest, we get more problems from the L.A. Country Club than we do from the Playboy Mansion. At least Hefner's guests don't send golfballs into parking lots.

(20:37:26) (Midnight_Twist): So none of you watch TV? How about movies?

(20:37:52) (Sarah): Every rare once in a while, when I have a night off.

(20:37:55) (Cresent_Sun): I watch some TV, but not many movies. YOu see anything you like come out recently.

(20:38:31) (Queen_of_Spades): last movie I saw i the theatre was animated

(20:38:37) (Midnight_Twist): (Cresent_Sun) Wolvies a good comic book movie.

(20:38:39) (Sarah): When you work nights, all that's left to you is daytime TV. If I never see another soap-opera or Oprah episode again, it'll be too soon.

(20:38:49) (Midnight_Twist): (Queen_of_Spades) You a little kid? (j/k)

(20:39:07) (Queen_of_Spades): pedophile

(20:39:13) (Sarah): ...

(20:39:20) (Midnight_Twist): (Queen_of_Spades)

(20:39:27) (Cresent_Sun): (Queen_of_Spades)Damn ... my money was on Stalker.

(20:39:31) (Queen_of_Spades): ass ...

(20:40:34) (Sarah): Eh, CS is OK.

(20:41:04) (Cresent_Sun): I'm verbose. I have this uncontrollabe impulse to say things.

(20:42:13) (Midnight_Twist): (Cresent_Sun) Shah.

(20:43:20) (Cresent_Sun): King of Persia?

(20:43:39) (Midnight_Twist): (Cresent_Sun) No, as in "shah, right."

(20:43:49) (Sarah): Heh.

(20:44:05) (Queen_of_Spades): speak english much?

(20:44:09) (Sarah): OK, I'll admit... I pinged the same thought as CS for a minute.

(20:44:23) (Sarah): (Shah of Iran)

(20:44:27) (Midnight_Twist): (Queen_of_Spades) Valley is a valid subtype of English.

(20:44:44) (Midnight_Twist): like, totally!

(20:44:44) (Sarah): Only in the Valley.

(20:45:31) (Midnight_Twist): Yeah... where do you think I am?

(20:45:53) (Sarah): And you job in Holmby Park? Bit of a hike...

(20:45:58) (Sarah): er, jog

(20:46:11) (Midnight_Twist): (Sarah) Duh, that's like what cars are for.

(20:46:17) (Midnight_Twist): Driving to where you jog.

(20:47:10) (Sarah): I'd rather gargle Liquid Plumber than drive in L.A.

(20:47:34) (Sarah): That's what busses and trains are for.

(20:47:49) (Midnight_Twist): OMG! It's like so much better than taking the bus.

(20:48:08) (Sarah): Congratulations. You just made my eye twitch.

(20:48:19) (Midnight_Twist): Is this a feat?

(20:48:25) (Sarah): Yes.

(20:48:44) (Midnight_Twist): Well, yay for me!

(20:49:13) (Cresent_Sun): (Midnight_Twist) *applause*

(20:49:30) (Sarah): Sorry. Pop culture was never my thing.

(20:49:52) (Midnight_Twist): (Cresent_Sun) *bows*

(20:49:56) (Midnight_Twist): (Sarah) So what is?

(20:50:43) (Sarah): The great outdoors. Apparently the old saying is true: you can take the girl out of the country, but you can't take the country out of the girl.

(20:51:09) (Midnight_Twist): (Sarah) But... you live in LA. Why not move to where there's more country?

(20:51:25) (Cresent_Sun): So, in the middle of the second largest city in the US, she hangs out at night in a park.

(20:51:38) (Sarah): Because most rural counties have double-digit unemployment.

(20:51:52) ChatBot: (Sam) logs into the Chat.

(20:51:59) (Sarah): Hello Sam.

(20:52:00) (Midnight_Twist): (Sarah) But you're a park ranger.

(20:52:05) (Midnight_Twist): Hey, Sam

(20:52:07) (Sam): hi

(20:52:22) (Cresent_Sun): Hey Sam.

(20:52:42) (Sarah): MT: Barely. I patrol for the Park Service. That's a long, long way from being an actual forester.

(20:53:11) (Midnight_Twist): (Sarah) Oh. See, I don't know these things.

(20:53:24) (Sarah): And neither was my school major.

(20:53:30) (Sam): how are people's evenings

(20:53:48) (Sarah): Intermittent chatty and busy.

(20:54:02) (Midnight_Twist): (Sam) Waiting for a call about a job.

(20:54:12) (Sam): what kind of job?

(20:54:26) (Sam): you aren't an escort are you?

(20:54:31) (Midnight_Twist): (Sam) Well, as late as it is, I'm now waiting for tomorrow so that I can get a call....

(20:54:37) (Midnight_Twist): (Sam) WHAT?!

(20:54:43) (Sarah): ...

(20:55:00) (Midnight_Twist): (Sam) Why would you even think that! You don't know me!

(20:55:08) (Cresent_Sun): (Midnight_Twist)

(20:56:06) (Sam): internet chat room ...

(20:56:16) (Sam): sketchy stuff goes down in these things

(20:56:30) (Midnight_Twist): (Sam) Wow. That is so cynical.

(20:56:36) (Midnight_Twist): I don't even know where to begin.

(20:56:46) (Midnight_Twist): Do you really think liek that all the time?

(20:57:19) (Sam): There's some sick people out there. I don't wear rose colored glasses and hope for the best, I'm a realist

(20:57:44) (Cresent_Sun): (Midnight_Twist) My first, uneducated guess was that of a civil servant.

(20:57:54) (Sam): I got a kid, I see all this stuff on the news about pervs ... yeah maybe I am cynnical

(20:57:55) (Cresent_Sun):

(20:57:56) (Midnight_Twist): No one's saying hope for the best! But damn it... at least don't kick over rocks looking for the worst!

(20:58:06) (Midnight_Twist): (Cresent_Sun) Me?

(20:58:23) (Cresent_Sun): No, those are my rose-colored glasses.

(20:58:28) (Midnight_Twist): (Cresent_Sun) You think I'm a civil servent?

(20:58:38) (Midnight_Twist): servant, whatever

(20:59:07) (Cresent_Sun): (Midnight_Twist) Yes. The way crime hurts you and all.

(20:59:35) (Midnight_Twist): (Cresent_Sun) No, I said that because my father beat my sister to death after nearly doing the same to my mom.

(21:00:29) (Sam): listen, sorry if I offended you, but I speak my mind

(21:00:34) (Cresent_Sun): That happened to a foster kid I was with, save her father shot his mother and older sister.

(21:01:12) (Midnight_Twist): (Sam) That's fine, but you have a really dark mind, no offense.

(21:01:46) (Sam): based on what I'm seeing I'm just being realistic

(21:02:54) (Cresent_Sun): Reality sucks. That's why I love my ideals.

(21:03:01) (Midnight_Twist): (Sam) Realism is fine, but if that's all you look for, that's all you find.

(21:04:23) (Midnight_Twist): I need a break. Back soon

(21:04:28) (Cresent_Sun): K

(21:04:37) ChatBot: (Midnight_Twist) has left the keyboard.

(21:05:21) (Sarah): Well, *that* was special.

(21:05:55) (Sam): my fault

(21:06:16) ChatBot: (Lucien) logs into the Chat.

(21:06:26) (Sam): guess I should probably duck out

(21:06:32) (Sarah): Hey hon

(21:06:42) (Lucien): Heya.

(21:06:47) (Cresent_Sun): Why Sam

(21:06:52) (Cresent_Sun): Hey Lucien.

(21:06:59) (Lucien): How's it going tonight?

(21:07:04) ChatBot: (Moss) logs into the Chat.

(21:07:19) (Sam): appears I've made a poor impression

(21:07:20) (Moss): Hi all

(21:07:29) (Cresent_Sun): Moss!

(21:07:29) (Sam): no point in sticking around

(21:07:30) (Sarah): Hey Moss

(21:07:48) ChatBot: (Grayscale) logs into the Chat.

(21:07:51) (Cresent_Sun): At least say good night ot Midnight

(21:07:57) (Cresent_Sun): Hey GS.

(21:08:02) (Moss): Hi Sam, whoever you are. Don't leave on my account 4

(21:08:05) (Sarah): Lucien: well, some new folks, discussion of the Valley dialect, and an assortment of inadvertent insults.

(21:08:06) (Grayscale): Hello, everyone.

(21:08:08) (Lucien): Hmm... interesting headline...

(21:08:16) (Cresent_Sun): yes

(21:08:18) (Cresent_Sun): ?

(21:08:25) (Lucien): Joint Committee Investigates Marijuana Use

(21:08:33) (Sarah): Hey GS

(21:08:41) (Lucien): Imagine that.

(21:08:53) (Moss): lol Lucien

(21:09:20) (Cresent_Sun): I don't get it? I mean, what else would they call it?

(21:10:02) (Sam): I should go before I piss anybody else off

(21:10:08) (Sam): good night

(21:10:14) (Cresent_Sun): Night

(21:10:17) ChatBot: (Sam) logs out of the Chat.

(21:10:24) (Grayscale): Dangit.

(21:10:58) (Sarah): That was brief.

(21:11:17) (Cresent_Sun): Hope we did't drive her? away.

(21:12:24) (Grayscale): BRB

(21:12:30) (Sarah): Truth be told, I think that she kind of drove herself away.

(21:13:05) (Cresent_Sun): Well yeah. Maybe it was past her bedtime.

(21:13:59) (Sarah): @Lucien: is your Friday night free, hon?

(21:14:10) (Moss): All over before I arrived, so no idea

(21:14:22) (Lucien): (Sarah) It is the moment you say we have plans.

(21:14:46) (Sarah): I'd... well, I'd like to see Star Trek.

(21:15:19) (Cresent_Sun): Moss, if you like we can blame anyway

(21:15:36) (Sarah): I have the night off, so... it would be nice.

(21:16:15) (Moss): Well you were here, so you are a better candidate to blame than me CS

(21:16:20) (Cresent_Sun): (Sarah) I can come along too! It'll be like having an annoying little brother along and I'll pay my own way!

(21:16:36) (Lucien): You got it. One trip to see Star Trek.

(21:16:44) (Grayscale):

(21:16:49) (Cresent_Sun): (Moss) Curse you! You found me out.

(21:16:50) (Sarah): Woo-hoo!

(21:17:02) (Sarah): @CS: Um... no?

(21:17:06) (Lucien): Although we're getting a large popcorn this time, I barely got any the last time.

(21:17:27) (Sarah): Fine, fine. A large popcorn and a bucket o' Coke

(21:17:44) (Grayscale): LOL

(21:17:57) (Sarah): But none of that nasty artificial butter-flavored grease on it, OK?

(21:18:16) (Grayscale): How many Kilos in a bucket? Oh you mean the cola...

(21:18:28) (Sarah): Coca-cola.

(21:19:03) (Lucien): This L.A. I'm sure if you asked the right person in the theater...

(21:19:11) (Lucien): *This is

(21:19:11) (Sarah): heh

(21:19:12) (Cresent_Sun): Maybe there was a fear that they might fall asleep at the show, thus the BUCKET of Coke.

(21:19:19) (Moss): Steady GS, you'll be getting a rep

(21:19:29) (Grayscale): Heh

(21:19:33) (Sarah): Eh, with the quality of some of the films these days, drugs might not be a bad option....

(21:20:26) (Grayscale): Hmmmm.

(21:20:49) (Lucien): She makes a good point.

(21:21:00) (Sarah):

(21:21:02) (Cresent_Sun): The Coke scale: The worse a movie is, the more coke you move during the show. Someone should do this.

(21:22:05) (Moss): What unit would you measure it in? teaspoons, tablespoons, cups?

(21:23:21) (Sarah): Dram.

(21:24:03) (Sarah): 1/16th of an ounce.

(21:24:16) (Grayscale): That works.

(21:24:53) (Sarah): And people said I'd never get anything out of that old med-school training.

(21:24:58) (Moss): thats like 1.5g

(21:25:01) (Grayscale): Hehehehe

(21:25:04) (Cresent_Sun): Make sure when the inditements come down from the Fed that I get my due credit, okay?

(21:25:25) (Cresent_Sun): enditements?

(21:25:36) (Sarah): 1.77g, actually.

(21:26:31) (Moss): Well it was close enough for a guess

(21:26:43) (Sarah): Heh. True enough.

(21:26:49) (Lucien): Anything is 'close enough' when you're guessing.

(21:27:08) (Sarah): The joy of guesstimates.

(21:27:51) (Lucien): "Dude! We're talking science, you're talking about bar hopping!" "Close enough."

(21:27:54) (Cresent_Sun): Somehow, big time drug dealers don't seem to take it that way. Someone comes up short and they are likely to find a body come sunrise.

(21:28:03) (Grayscale): Yeah.

(21:28:19) (Sarah): *nods*

(21:28:35) (Sarah): The dealers have pretty much figured out to stay the hell out of my park.

(21:28:44) (Moss): Not sure I agree. I knew someone who was happy when he was within 3 orders of magnitude with a calculation

(21:29:00) (Cresent_Sun): Sarah, its that sweet girlish demeanor.

(21:29:13) (Sarah): Heh.

(21:30:36) (Midnight_Twist): back!

(21:30:37) (Moss): The power of persuasion no doubt

(21:30:45) (Sarah): wb, MT

(21:30:45) (Cresent_Sun): Hey MT.

(21:30:49) (Moss): Hi Midnight

(21:30:58) (Midnight_Twist): Oh, wow... lots of people.

(21:31:04) (Midnight_Twist): Hi, all.

(21:31:13) (Sarah): The power of watch-where-they-are-and-call-th&#8203;e-PD-for-backup.

(21:31:47) (Cresent_Sun): Sarah, you mean you've never been tempted to go Lone Ranger on their ass? Not once?

(21:32:08) (Lucien): Hello Midnight.

(21:32:15) (Sarah): Oh, I have. Been tempted, that is.

(21:32:45) (Midnight_Twist): (Sarah) (Cresent_Sun) Sorry about earlier.

(21:32:58) (Sarah): Then I stop and remember the part about how they tend to be damned well armed, and that bullet holes make a mess of my clothes and hurt a lot.

(21:32:59) (Cresent_Sun): (Midnight_Twist) What about?

(21:33:02) (Midnight_Twist): I got a bit upset.

(21:33:13) (Sarah): @MT: Nothing to be sorry about; Sam was a bit of an ass.

(21:33:25) (Cresent_Sun): (Sarah) Dodged a bullet or two in my life as well.

(21:33:30) (Moss): Damn, spotted the time, I better make a move. See you all later.

(21:33:41) ChatBot: (Moss) logs out of the Chat.

(21:33:46) (Midnight_Twist): I dodged a blank once - does that count?

(21:33:47) (Lucien): Well, well...

(21:33:51) (Lucien): Actual Headline: Man Struck By Lightning Faces Battery Charge

(21:34:03) (Sarah): LOL

(21:34:13) (Cresent_Sun): (Midnight_Twist) Did you look cool doing it?

(21:34:33) (Cresent_Sun): (Lucien) Sure this isn't the Onion?

(21:34:40) (Midnight_Twist): (Cresent_Sun) Hells yes! It wasn't quite a Matrix dodge.

(21:34:46) (Midnight_Twist): But still the awesome.

(21:35:27) (Lucien): Slow news day I guess. *shrugs*

(21:35:33) (Cresent_Sun): (Midnight_Twist) You been in anything I might have seen? My current guess is stunt woman or star.

(21:35:44) (Sarah): @MT: You an actor?

(21:36:38) (Midnight_Twist): (Sarah) I am in the business.

(21:36:47) (Sarah): Ah.

(21:37:02) (Midnight_Twist): (Cresent_Sun) Seen Three Rings of Death?

(21:37:47) (Cresent_Sun): (Midnight_Twist) Thinking ... thinking ... familiar, but not sure.

(21:38:11) (Midnight_Twist): About a possessed lion that goes on a killing spree?

(21:38:20) (Sarah): ...

(21:38:34) (Grayscale): Not something i've seen.

(21:38:46) (Sarah): So, those real high-end productions, huh?

(21:38:59) (Midnight_Twist): (Sarah) Gotta start somewhere, right?

(21:39:03) (Cresent_Sun): (Midnight_Twist) Oh God! That was like Cujo meets Blair Witch, right?

(21:39:12) (Sarah): True enough. Better than commercials.

(21:39:26) (Lucien): Interesting hook. Sure you don't want to see that on Friday instead?

(21:39:30) (Midnight_Twist): (Cresent_Sun) Yeah.

(21:40:06) (Midnight_Twist): (Lucien) Heh, take your g/f to see Star Trek, not 3 Rings

(21:40:14) (Sarah): I'm pretty sure that, despite the cinematic wonders that possessed lions must represent, I'd rather see Star Trek.

(21:40:43) (Midnight_Twist): I'm in it, and I'd say see ST instead.

(21:41:03) (Sarah): heh

(21:41:20) (Cresent_Sun): (Midnight_Twist) A female friend has a zen for horror flicks.

(21:41:38) (Lucien): Fair enough.

(21:41:56) (Midnight_Twist): Though I was almost in ST - I tried for a bit part, but it went to the woman boning the Director of Photography.

(21:42:21) (Cresent_Sun): (Midnight_Twist) Here's for him getting something from her.

(21:42:51) (Midnight_Twist): "Always the corpse, never the medical technician."

(21:43:03) (Grayscale):

(21:43:17) (Sarah): ...

(21:43:34) (Cresent_Sun): (Midnight_Twist) Your day will come. Keep plugging away.

(21:44:09) (Midnight_Twist): Sorry... it was something a friend said to me about the 4th time I got to be a corpse on one of those TV dramas. It worries me that I do a good job of looking dead, ya know?

(21:44:14) (Lucien): I need to be a Director of Photography. Sounds like a fun job.

(21:44:18) (Grayscale): Heh.

(21:44:25) (Sarah): I imagine that playing a corpse has to be taxing as all hell. Staying motionless for a full shot has to be rough.

(21:44:50) (Cresent_Sun): (Lucien) Dude, you sigh and women throw themselves out of moving cars just to be next to you.

(21:45:17) (Midnight_Twist): (Sarah) Yeah, but it's no speaking parts. Not SAG card qualifier and also it's only extra rates.

(21:45:20) (Lucien): (Cresent_Sun) And it's kinda scary.

(21:46:06) (Cresent_Sun): (Lucien)I actually feel for you, honest. Sometimes walking into a club and having no one know you, or want to know you, is nice.

(21:46:12) (Sarah): Hmmm. No SAG card needed?

(21:46:24) ChatBot: (Queen_of_Spades) has been logged out (Timeout).

(21:46:27) (Grayscale): Interesting.

(21:46:33) (Midnight_Twist): (Sarah) For nonspeaking roles, yeah. :\

(21:46:52) (Sarah): That's... tempting.

(21:46:57) (Cresent_Sun): (Midnight_Twist) If I knew someone who could help, I would hook you up. Sadly, I'm an unknown.

(21:47:10) (Midnight_Twist): (Sarah) Well, I can tell you who to contact.

(21:47:26) (Lucien): Don't you have to just not be the unwashed guy at the conventions to apply for those parts?

(21:47:30) (Midnight_Twist): (Sarah) But it's not a great business. I'm about 3 weeks since my last job.

(21:47:56) (Sarah): Might take you up on that. Maybe. Scheduling would be a bitch, though. My days are pretty much hosed; when you work nights, your sleep schedule goes to hell.

(21:47:57) (Midnight_Twist): (Cresent_Sun) Yeah, me too.

(21:48:14) (Sarah): Any of these outfits do night shoots?

(21:48:19) (Midnight_Twist): (Sarah) You can usually sleep between takes.

(21:48:25) (Grayscale): I should see if they need set builders.

(21:48:28) (Sarah): Heh.

(21:48:51) (Midnight_Twist): (Sarah) Only when they're behind.

(21:48:52) (Cresent_Sun): (Grayscale) Good call.

(21:49:21) (Midnight_Twist): (Grayscale) Well, I can talk to someone... I mean, if you get work, you have to get me work, though.

(21:50:00) (Lucien): (Sarah) I've a few ideas for outfits you could do some night shoots in...

(21:50:02) (Sarah): Everyone has their little talent. Mine's kinda pathetic. I'm good with biofeedback and meditation; I can stay stock still for hours. But it sounds like that would be useful for some of those "we need a body here" roles.

(21:50:22) (Sarah): @Lucien: oh really? You'll have to get a camera, hon.

(21:51:10) (Lucien): (Sarah) Buying one on the interwebz now... you so just dug yourself a hole...

(21:51:18) (Grayscale): I'm in construction... If you need a day job I can help you out... as for movie roles... i'm not so connected.

(21:51:50) (Sarah): Heh. We'll see what kind of director you can make, mister Hunt.

(21:52:03) (Midnight_Twist): (Grayscale) No, silly... if I get your work on the set building things, you have to keep your ears open for stuff for me! That's networking, baby!

(21:52:10) (Lucien): It's so good to be me.

(21:52:28) (Cresent_Sun): (Lucien)

(21:52:34) (Sarah): Oh, and you have no idea just how much better I can make it to be you...

(21:53:06) (Grayscale): Will do.

(21:53:15) (Lucien): I've a few ideas...

(21:54:19) (Sarah):

(21:54:47) ChatBot: (Ophelia) logs into the Chat.

(21:54:48) (Cresent_Sun): That can be the title for your new "tell all" book, Lucien.

(21:54:55) (Cresent_Sun): Ophelia!

(21:54:58) (Midnight_Twist): Hello, Ophelia.

(21:55:03) (Sarah): Hi Ophelia!

(21:55:04) (Cresent_Sun) hugs Ophelia

(21:55:10) (Ophelia): Somebody shoot me. Seriously. And, hey.

(21:55:23) (Sarah): ?

(21:55:30) ChatBot: (Cresent_Sun) rolls 1d6 and gets 2.

(21:55:49) (Cresent_Sun) takes aim at O. "Why?"

(21:55:57) (Midnight_Twist): (Ophelia) What's up?

(21:56:14) (Cresent_Sun) pulls out the tequila

(21:56:37) (Ophelia): Long story, gory details. I'd rather listen to everyone else's problems, so I don't feel like such utter shit. So. How's tricks?

(21:57:06) (Midnight_Twist): (Ophelia) I spent all day waiting for a call for a job - never came. I don't think I got it.

(21:57:08) (Sarah): Eh. Park patrol. Alternating boring and pain-in-the-ass.

(21:57:38) (Cresent_Sun): Work keeping me busy. Nothing exciting.

(21:58:47) (Ophelia): Oh, hey. New person. Sorry to hear that, MT. LA's a bitch that way. On the upside, there's always someone else in the exact same line of work who ODs, gets arrested, or has to leave the country for a while, so chances are good that even if you miss this time, it'll come back around.

(21:59:19) (Midnight_Twist): (Ophelia) Um... thanks?

(21:59:38) (Grayscale): Hmmm.

(21:59:48) (Sarah): Heh. The voice of jaded optimism.

(21:59:49) (Midnight_Twist): (Ophelia) Though there are a lot of people in my line of work.

(21:59:49) (Lucien): Hey! Ophelia! Where've you been hiding?

(22:00:10) (Ophelia): MT: Are you a model, or an actor?

(22:00:36) (Ophelia): Hey, stud. Was wondering if you were actually logged in.

(22:00:43) (Grayscale): I think Lucien is the token model...

(22:00:47) (Midnight_Twist): (Ophelia) Guilty! Actress, kinda. Lots of corpses, lots of bit parts, one sassy lion tamer.

(22:01:27) (Midnight_Twist): So you guys been chatting here a lot?

(22:01:38) (Midnight_Twist): You seem to all know each other.

(22:01:44) (Lucien): (Ophelia) Yeah, I have a lot of work to get done so I'm playing in several windows.

(22:01:53) (Grayscale): Occasionally. I've been away for a while.

(22:02:19) (Sarah): I pop out here every week or so. Nice break from the tedium.

(22:02:21) (Ophelia): (Midnight_Twist) Oooh. Well, if you're an actress, yeah.... What Sarah said. Jaded optimism.

(22:02:43) (Ophelia): (Lucien) Which window? I might be able to see it from here.

(22:02:56) (Midnight_Twist): (Ophelia) Yeah... it's a tough business.

(22:03:11) (Cresent_Sun) hands Ophelia the tequila, some sliced lemons and a salt shaker.

(22:03:35) (Ophelia): Not that mine's much better. "Starving artist." Is there any other kind?

(22:03:46) (Midnight_Twist): (Ophelia) Not really, no.

(22:03:51) (Cresent_Sun): (Ophelia) Art teacher?

(22:04:27) (Ophelia): Well, sure. Probably. Eventually. But that's not until I've graduated to straight scotch from a flask in my desk drawer.

(22:04:29) (Lucien): (Ophelia) Second one from the left, just below the east tower where I do my 'experiments' on stormy nights. *rubs his hands together and laughs maniacally*

(22:04:51) (Ophelia): (Lucien) Let me get Reva's binoculars.

(22:05:14) (Grayscale) gets out a bucket of ice water and douses Lucien.

(22:05:34) (Sarah): LOL

(22:07:42) (Grayscale):

(22:08:46) ChatBot: (Ariel) logs into the Chat.

(22:09:11) (Sarah): Hey Ariel

(22:09:18) (Cresent_Sun): Hey Ariel.

(22:09:22) (Lucien): (Grayscale) Hey, thanks. Man, that laugh is creeping up on me lately.

(22:09:23) (Ariel): Hey everyone

(22:09:26) (Midnight_Twist): Hey, Ariel

(22:09:27) (Ophelia): Hey, Ariel.

(22:09:30) (Lucien): Heya Ariel.

(22:09:33) (Grayscale): Ariel, heya.

(22:09:57) (Cresent_Sun): (Grayscale) I was worried about dousing a man who does experiments with electricity.

(22:10:39) (Ophelia): (Lucien) Speaking of creeping up. You busy right now?

(22:11:09) (Lucien): (Ophelia) Just research, everything okay?

(22:11:56) (Ophelia): (Lucien) Thought I might come by, do some catching-up. Been a little out of it myself. Research.

(22:12:56) (Midnight_Twist): How many of you guys know each other outside of the chat?

(22:13:04) (Ophelia): Most of us, I think.

(22:13:08) (Sarah): Um...

(22:13:10) (Sarah): <.<

(22:13:14) (Sarah): >.>

(22:13:15) (Ariel): A lot of us have at least met.

(22:13:21) (Cresent_Sun): We've all gotten together at some time or another.

(22:13:21) (Ophelia): It's pretty local, I think.

(22:13:24) (Sarah): I think all of us. I think.

(22:13:45) (Midnight_Twist): Oh. Guess I'm the odd one out, huh?

(22:13:50) (Lucien): (Midnight_Twist) Well, I'm still trying to get acquainted with myself. I doubt, therefore I might be.

(22:13:52) (Grayscale): We're a pretty welcoming bunch tho.

(22:14:12) (Cresent_Sun): (Midnight_Twist) We were all new here at one time.

(22:15:00) (Lucien): (Midnight_Twist) Most of us are on campus, others are friends of friends... like Ariel and me. We really don't know each other too well, it's just purely sexual.

(22:15:16) (Midnight_Twist): (Lucien)

(22:15:21) (Sarah): ...

(22:15:33) (Cresent_Sun): (Lucien) Say what?

(22:15:36) (Grayscale): Hey now...

(22:15:51) (Lucien): (Ophelia) Come by Ophelia. I think we have a lot to discuss.

(22:15:54) (Cresent_Sun): I havent' slept with anyone here, I swear.

(22:16:15) (Ophelia): (Cresent_Sun) Who said anything about sleeping?

(22:16:19) (Lucien): Nope. Me either. We're usually up all night.

(22:16:31) (Cresent_Sun): (Ophelia)

(22:17:52) (Cresent_Sun): I need to be running now. Time to hit some clubs before closing.

(22:17:55) (Ophelia): (Lucien) Sounds good. You bring the wine, I'll get the sodium pentothal.

(22:18:02) (Ophelia): Night, CS. Good luck.

(22:18:03) (Sarah): heh

(22:18:04) (Ariel): Later CS

(22:18:10) (Grayscale): Cresent, later.

(22:18:14) (Sarah): Night, CS

(22:18:18) (Midnight_Twist): Later, CS.

(22:18:33) (Cresent_Sun) logs out of CalNet

(22:18:52) ChatBot: (Cresent_Sun) logs out of the Chat.

(22:18:54) (Lucien): (Ophelia) Ouch. Sounds like we might need an expensive bottle...

(22:19:58) (Midnight_Twist): brb

(22:20:00) (Grayscale): Better a free bottle in front of me than a prefrontal lobotomy.

(22:20:14) (Ophelia): Hear, hear.

(22:21:00) (Ophelia): (Lucien) Depends. Which is likely to get you to let me take advantage of you faster? The expensive stuff, or the cheap?

(22:21:39) (Lucien): (Ophelia) Expensive. I'll get the web fired up.

(22:21:44) (Sarah): I'm. Sitting. Right. Here.

(22:21:46) (Lucien): *web cam

(22:21:49) (Grayscale): LOL

(22:21:54) (Ariel): Hehe

(22:22:10) (Grayscale):

(22:22:14) (Ophelia): (Sarah) Okay?

(22:22:29) (Lucien): (Sarah) What?!

(22:23:45) (Sarah): Me. You know, Lucien's g/f. Sitting here. Watching you talking about getting funky.

(22:23:53) (Sarah): Slightly awkward.

(22:23:58) (Ophelia): (Sarah) You. Lucien's girlfriend.

(22:24:35) (Lucien): (Ophelia) Oh... hey. Been meaning to tell you about that. See what happened was...

(22:24:44) (Ophelia): . . .

(22:24:58) (Grayscale) runs and hides from the oncoming slaughter.

(22:25:46) (Ophelia): "Oh... hey. Been meaning to tell you..."

(22:25:54) (Ophelia): Yeah. Never heard -that- before.

(22:26:17) (Ophelia): So when the hell did this happen?

(22:26:46) (Sarah): ...and then, awkwardness set in...

(22:27:05) (Grayscale): Midnight, do you like coffee?

(22:27:14) (Lucien): Why is it awkward? Not all of us talk all the time lately.

(22:27:25) (Sarah): True.

(22:27:38) (Ophelia): You know god-damned well why it's awkward, Hunt.

(22:28:06) (Lucien): (Ophelia) Enlighten me.

(22:28:29) (Sarah): We've been dating for a while now. Steady since early February.

(22:28:34) (Ophelia): Consider yourself illuminated.

(22:28:43) (Ophelia): Oh, for fuck's sake.

(22:29:04) (Ophelia): Then why all the bullshit about, "Oh, no. There's nothing going on. We're just friends!"

(22:29:04) (Sarah): I would request - politely - that illuminating him not include setting him on fire.

(22:29:30) (Grayscale):

(22:29:54) (Ophelia): Hey, I could make some polite requests, too, but I'm pretty sure they've already been ignored at this point.

(22:30:29) (Sarah):

(22:31:20) (Lucien): (Ophelia) And there wasn't, at the time. Now there is. I fail to see the issue here.

(22:31:25) (Sarah): That was actually a shot at a joke. An admittedly lame shot, but a shot.

(22:32:48) (Ophelia): (Lucien) Of course. It's not an issue, because you get exactly what you want. And you know what? One day you're also going to get exactly what you deserve.

(22:33:04) (Grayscale):

(22:33:59) (Lucien): (Ophelia) Sooo... no wine at my place tonight?

(22:34:08) (Grayscale):

(22:34:19) (Grayscale): Danger, will robinson, Danger!

(22:34:36) (Ariel): I picked a hell of a night to come back online.

(22:34:57) (Ophelia): (Lucien) Not if your dick cured cancer and shot the elixir of youth.

(22:35:38) (Lucien): Damn... only half way there.

(22:35:53) (Ophelia): (Ariel) You and me both, apparently.

(22:36:12) (Lucien): (Ophelia) You're over reacting.

(22:38:21) (Ophelia): (Lucien) Yeah. Yeah, I'm overreacting. It's not like maybe I had a thing for you, and had no reason to believe you weren't completely unattached, and refrained from making a commitment to someone else because of said "thing."

(22:38:58) (Ophelia): But, you know? It's fine. He's gone, and it's fine.

(22:39:03) (Ophelia): I have other things to worry about.

(22:39:09) (Ophelia): Much, much more important things.

(22:39:12) (Ophelia): Fuck.

(22:39:24) (Lucien): (Ophelia) You seem to be forgetting that your boyfriend beat me wit a lead pipe the last time we 'got together'!

(22:39:44) (Sarah): ...

(22:39:47) (Sarah): ...

(22:39:56) (Ophelia): (Lucien) No. No, I haven't forgotten. He also disappeared shortly after that. Convenient, wouldn't you say?

(22:40:47) (Midnight_Twist): What is going on here?

(22:40:50) (Midnight_Twist): Should I go?

(22:41:06) (Ophelia): (Midnight_Twist) Nah, you're fine. Grab some popcorn. Haven't had drama like this in a while.

(22:41:09) (Ariel): You're fine, Midnight.

(22:41:37) (Ophelia): And, frankly, since I'm not getting any other kind of release in the forseeable future, venting in a chat room and destroying small inanimate objects will have to do.

(22:41:42) (Midnight_Twist): I just feel like I'm witness to testimony to a crime, and you know what they say: "Never witness anything, boss. You live longer."

(22:43:18) (Ophelia): (Midnight_Twist) Don't worry. No crimes, virtual or real, are being committed.

(22:43:25) (Lucien): (Ophelia) You're such a child. I honestly couldn't tell you 'had a thing'. You spent 99% of your time fawning over Declan that how could anyone notice you had a thing for anyone but him? Pardon me for not sitting around waiting for you to just be honest with yourself.

(22:44:07) (Midnight_Twist): (Ophelia) Ok.

(22:44:08) (Ophelia): (Lucien) I'm sorry, what was that? Mr. "Look at my Latest Arm Candy."

(22:44:24) (Sarah): I'm not arm candy.

(22:44:31) ChatBot: (Shiva) logs into the Chat.

(22:44:42) (Midnight_Twist): Hello, Shiva.

(22:44:42) (Ophelia): (Lucien) I mean, seriously. Did you just pick your girls up off the assembly line, or did you have to order them?

(22:44:47) (Sarah): Hello Shiva

(22:45:05) (Ophelia): (Shiva) Join the audience. It's free popcorn night.

(22:45:22) (Shiva): (Sarah) You. Thursday. We have much to do. You know where to be.

(22:45:22) (Sarah): Hey!

(22:45:32) ChatBot: (Shiva) logs out of the Chat.

(22:45:34) (Sarah): @Shiva: done and done.

(22:45:44) (Ophelia): Or don't!

(22:45:54) (Midnight_Twist): Ok. That wasn't ominious at all.

(22:46:10) (Ariel): ...lol

(22:46:12) (Lucien): Welcome to Hollywood.

(22:46:14) (Ariel): Uh...ok.

(22:46:15) (Midnight_Twist): Seriously, what is UP with you people!?

(22:46:15) (Ophelia): Freakier than my hormonal rant, definitely.

(22:46:24) (Ariel): Hey, don't look at me.

(22:46:56) (Sarah): Friend of mine. Not exactly social, or computer inclined. My phone line is busy from the chat room; guess he figured that out.

(22:47:24) (Ophelia): (Midnight_Twist) I've probably done more drugs in my lifetime than Timothy Leary. I'm an artist, and I live on a pretty nocturnal schedule. I like wearing vinyl, dancing, coffee, and going to poetry slams. How's that?

(22:47:34) (Ariel): Maybe next time he'll master complete sentences.

(22:47:37) ChatBot: (Shiva) logs into the Chat.

(22:47:45) (Shiva): (Sarah) Bring Taco Bell.

(22:47:47) ChatBot: (Shiva) logs out of the Chat.

(22:47:51) (Grayscale): 8s

(22:47:53) (Sarah): *sigh*

(22:47:54) (Grayscale):

(22:48:12) (Ariel): Okay, that was even creepier.

(22:48:18) (Ariel): He LIKES Taco Bell?

(22:48:25) (Sarah): He doesn't get out much.

(22:48:26) (Midnight_Twist): (Ophelia) Good. I like vinyl, too. And dancing is fun, though I prefer rock concerts over poetry slams.

(22:48:46) (Midnight_Twist): But... he didn't tell you what to order?

(22:48:52) (Midnight_Twist): Is that some kind of freaky test?

(22:48:55) (Midnight_Twist): Do you know?

(22:48:57) (Ophelia): (Midnight_Twist) Good! Concert season is just starting back up.

(22:48:57) (Ariel): He probably wants one of everything.

(22:48:58) (Sarah): Oh, I can guess.

(22:49:04) (Midnight_Twist): Are you supposed to guess?

(22:49:26) (Midnight_Twist): (Ophelia) Oh, YES, it is.

(22:49:40) (Lucien): I've lost my desire to be sociable. Good evening.

(22:49:47) ChatBot: (Lucien) logs out of the Chat.

(22:49:51) (Midnight_Twist): Night, Lu-

(22:49:59) ChatBot: (Dave) logs into the Chat.

(22:50:07) (Grayscale): Vinyl, and dancing and concert, and beautiful women... I must have died and gone to someplace, but where?

(22:50:09) (Ophelia): Arrogant little bastard had to get the last word. Oh, well.

(22:50:13) (Sarah): Dammit.

(22:50:22) (Ophelia): (Grayscale) Purgatory, probably.

(22:50:44) (Midnight_Twist): He's kinda bitchy... sure he's a guy?

(22:50:52) (Ariel): Man...I could live a dozen lives without hearing about Heaven, Hell or Purgatory right now.

(22:50:58) (Ariel): Yeah, he's a guy.

(22:51:03) (Sarah): Very much so.

(22:51:09) (Ophelia): (Sarah) Sorry if that complicates things for you two, by the way. I've vented, and now I'm done.

(22:51:40) (Ophelia): (Ariel) You're Catholic?

(22:51:52) (Sarah): S'ok, Ophelia. Not your fault. He... eh. He can be a jerk. But he's a well-meaning jerk.

(22:51:52) (Midnight_Twist): (Grayscale) You died and went to LA.

(22:51:53) (Ariel): No. I've just had to deal with one. An angry one.

(22:52:07) (Ophelia): (Ariel) Yikes. Didn't try to convert you, did he?

(22:52:15) (Ariel): Heh. Not exactly.

(22:52:26) (Ariel): He was too busy damning me.

(22:52:36) (Midnight_Twist): (Ariel) Man it just kills me when they're like that.

(22:52:51) (Ophelia): (Sarah) No, seriously. I'm good. I'm done now. Feels good to have that over with, it's less I'll need to worry about later.

(22:53:28) (Ariel): Yeah, well, this guy is off the meter.

(22:53:41) (Ariel): Fortunately, I think I'm done with him.

(22:53:53) (Ophelia): And, now that I've stirred up a nice steaming cup of instant drama, I'm going to go grab some liquid death and get back to the books. God, I never thought I'd be saying that.

(22:53:54) (Ariel): Thanks to some help, of course.

(22:53:55) (Midnight_Twist): (Ariel) Were you dating?

(22:54:05) (Ariel): Heh, no.

(22:54:07) (Ophelia): Later.

(22:54:11) (Sarah): Take care, Ophelia

(22:54:11) (Grayscale): Ophelia, later.

(22:54:14) (Ariel): Seeya Ophelia

(22:54:14) (Midnight_Twist): Later, Ophelia.

(22:54:23) ChatBot: (Ophelia) logs out of the Chat.

(22:54:24) (Ariel): Call me when you're free.

(22:54:34) (Ariel): ...I must be getting slow.

(22:55:49) (Sarah): Yeah. This is a *great* night.

(22:56:17) (Ariel): Could have been handled better...

(22:56:22) (Ariel): But hindsight's 20/20.

(22:59:15) (Sarah): Yeah.

(23:01:29) (Grayscale): See ya then. Oh. I'm the guy in the flannel and the jeans.

(23:01:40) (Grayscale): Damn mistells.

(23:01:55) (Ariel): *takes notes*

(23:02:15) (Sarah): Um..

(23:02:18) (Sarah): Ah.

(23:05:14) (Grayscale): See everyone later. I gotta get up early tomorrow.

(23:05:21) (Ariel): Night

(23:05:27) (Sarah): Good night, GS

(23:05:33) (Midnight_Twist): Night, Gray.

(23:06:06) (Grayscale): Everyone be well.

(23:06:10) ChatBot: (Grayscale) logs out of the Chat.

(23:06:17) (Midnight_Twist): Can we be good instead?

(23:06:21) (Midnight_Twist): Oh, damn.

(23:06:36) (Sarah): I think I'm gonna wander off too. Nice "meeting" you, MT.

(23:06:47) (Midnight_Twist): Same to you, Sarah.

(23:06:49) (Ariel): Bye Sarah

(23:06:57) (Sarah) logs out of CalNet

(23:07:04) ChatBot: (Sarah) is now known as (Jess_OOC).

(23:09:19) (Midnight_Twist): (Ariel) So, hi.

(23:09:29) (Ariel): Heh. Hi.

(23:09:39) (Ariel): Are you new to LA, or just the chat?

(23:10:11) (Midnight_Twist): Just the chat. Was looking new friends after the last stabbed me in the back for a part.

(23:10:23) (Midnight_Twist): Figured it was time to make friends outside the business.

(23:10:30) (Ariel): Acting?

(23:10:53) (Midnight_Twist): Yep. Have you seen Three Rings of Death?

(23:11:04) (Ariel): Doesn't ring a bell. So to speak.

(23:11:10) (Ariel): What kind of movie is it?

(23:11:27) (Midnight_Twist): It's about a possessed lion.

(23:11:32) (Midnight_Twist): At the circus.

(23:11:39) (Ariel): Horror movie?

(23:11:51) (Ariel): ...what kind of ghost possesses a lion?

(23:12:00) (Midnight_Twist): Well... it was horrible, certainly. I was the lion tamer who has to help the hero stop it.

(23:12:03) (Midnight_Twist): Not a ghost.

(23:12:06) (Midnight_Twist): A demon.

(23:12:12) (Ariel): Ahhh

(23:12:30) (Ariel): So, like the Siegfried and Roy lion. The one that ate...Roy was it?

(23:12:47) (Ariel): Still...seems like it must be fun to be in a movie.

(23:12:47) (Midnight_Twist): That was a tiger, I think.

(23:12:52) (Ariel): Even if it's a cheesy one.

(23:12:54) (Ariel): Tiger then.

(23:12:57) (Midnight_Twist): It can be. It's hard work.

(23:13:45) (Ariel): Huh! I guess I always figured it'd be kind of cushy...

(23:13:50) (Ariel): Depends on the part, I guess.

(23:14:29) (Midnight_Twist): If you're a star, like Tom Cruise, you can get a lot of perks. But it can be repitious, as well as boring.

(23:14:52) (Ariel): Shooting the same scene over and over?

(23:14:58) (Midnight_Twist): Yeah.

(23:15:06) (Ariel): Makes sense.

(23:15:10) (Midnight_Twist): Being a bit part or non-speaking is really dull.

(23:15:16) (Midnight_Twist): Being a corpse is just awful.

(23:15:36) (Ariel): Hehe. Talk about cushy though. You just...lie there.

(23:16:26) (Midnight_Twist): Right... George Eads once dropped a tray on my face.

(23:16:36) (Midnight_Twist): He was really nice about it.

(23:16:43) (Midnight_Twist): Still hurt.

(23:17:01) (Ariel): Occupational hazard of being a corpse. Better than being a real one though.

(23:17:05) (Midnight_Twist): And you can't move, you have to breathe shallowly..

(23:17:08) (Ariel): You don't want to know what happens to those.

(23:17:10) (Midnight_Twist): I guess.

(23:18:25) (Midnight_Twist): What do you do?

(23:18:34) (Ariel): I'm a cop.

(23:19:05) (Midnight_Twist): Hee, someone accused me of being one of those earlier.

(23:19:27) (Ariel): Why?

(23:19:40) (Ariel): You weren't impersonating were ya?

(23:19:53) (Midnight_Twist): BEcause I said I didn't liek to skirt the law, and they assumed that I was cop or a civil servant.

(23:20:29) (Ariel): Ahh, right. Because cops always obey the law, and only cops ever do.

(23:21:34) (Dave): (whispers) Oh... how bad is the war between Deek and Sylvia?

(23:23:54) (Ariel): Alrighty...I'm gonna hafta go. Getting late.

(23:23:59) (Ariel): Nice meeting you, Twist.

(23:24:06) (Midnight_Twist): Night, Ariel.

(23:24:10) (Midnight_Twist): Good to meet you too

(23:24:35) ChatBot: (Midnight_Twist) logs out of the Chat.

(23:25:00) (Jess_OOC): ***WoDA IC Chat is now done***

[Sarah Dead-Wolf]

IC Chat Log, 12 May 2009

(20:00:17) (Jess_OOC): ***IC WoD:A Chat is in session***

(20:00:21) ChatBot: Error: Missing username.

(20:00:26) ChatBot: (Jess_OOC) is now known as (Sarah).

(20:00:31) (Cresent_Sun):

(20:00:32) (Sarah) logs into CalNet

(20:00:42) (Sarah): Hey CS, GS.

(20:00:45) (Cresent_Sun) logs into CalNet

(20:00:51) (Cresent_Sun): Hey gang.

(20:01:03) (Grayscale) waves.

(20:01:35) (Sarah): How goes?

(20:01:47) (Grayscale): It goes.

(20:01:50) (Cresent_Sun): Got some work - two jobs in fact.

(20:02:03) (Sarah): Good to hear.

(20:02:42) (Grayscale): CS, congrats, I think.

(20:02:58) (Cresent_Sun): I hope so. Working with some folks, dealing with some personal matters.

(20:03:04) (Grayscale): Ah.

(20:03:22) (Cresent_Sun): Partially good news, partially bad. BAd things have to happen to people for me to become involved.

(20:03:31) (Grayscale): Yah.

(20:03:31) (Sarah): Ah.

(20:04:31) ChatBot: (Moss) logs into the Chat.

(20:04:38) (Cresent_Sun): IN an ideal world I would be bored.

(20:04:39) (Sarah): Hey NM

(20:04:54) (Cresent_Sun): Hey No Moss.

(20:05:26) (Grayscale): Hey.

(20:05:56) (Sarah): brb. The joy of patrol....

(20:06:46) (Cresent_Sun): I hope the perp doesn't have a paint can. She hates spray paint.

(20:06:53) (Grayscale): Huh?

(20:07:01) (Grayscale): Ah.

(20:07:41) (Grayscale): I'll Be back later.

(20:07:50) (Cresent_Sun): Cool.

(20:08:03) ChatBot: (Grayscale) logs out of the Chat.

(20:08:39) (Sarah): back

(20:08:41) (Moss): Hey all, sorry got distracted

(20:08:57) (Sarah): No troubles. Dealing with my own stuff.

(20:09:13) (Cresent_Sun): Oh, I lose again.

(20:09:47) (Moss): Lose at what CS?

(20:10:06) (Cresent_Sun): I bet on a punk with a spray can.

(20:10:42) (Sarah): Nope, someone tried to dump a garbage bag.

(20:11:56) (Cresent_Sun): Why? The city has pick up and a huge land fill. I never figured that out, dumping crap in the streets and parks.

(20:12:27) ChatBot: (Midnight_Twist) logs into the Chat.

(20:12:33) (Sarah): Because by and large, people are fucking slobs.

(20:12:44) (Sarah): Hey MT. Welcome back to the asylum.

(20:12:52) (Cresent_Sun): Hey Twist.

(20:13:12) (Midnight_Twist): Despite my better judgement, I have returned.

(20:13:19) (Sarah): Heh.

(20:13:33) (Sarah): That'll get you in trouble eventually.

(20:13:38) (Cresent_Sun): MT have we offended?

(20:13:41) (Moss): Hi MT

(20:13:43) (Midnight_Twist): Haha.

(20:13:51) (Midnight_Twist): (Cresent_Sun) I'm joking.

(20:14:00) (Midnight_Twist): Hi, Moss. you weren't here last time.

(20:14:03) (Cresent_Sun): (Midnight_Twist)

(20:14:33) (Cresent_Sun): Moss, MT is a bonified actress.

(20:14:49) (Midnight_Twist): CS!

(20:14:58) (Midnight_Twist): Oh, I got that job, btw.

(20:15:12) (Sarah): Cool.

(20:15:18) (Cresent_Sun): It was the Blair Witch of African Safari pics!

(20:15:20) (Moss): Well, I had to meet one eventually now I'm living here

(20:15:23) (Cresent_Sun): SWEET!

(20:16:11) (Midnight_Twist): (Moss) I guess. Lucky you it was the lead of Three Rings of Death/

(20:16:38) (Cresent_Sun): What project MT?

(20:17:24) (Midnight_Twist): (Cresent_Sun) It's called Ghost Investigations.

(20:18:06) (Cresent_Sun): Sounds interesting. ARe you a ghost?

(20:18:23) (Moss): Is that like that TV show

(20:18:42) (Midnight_Twist): Which TV show?

(20:18:52) (Midnight_Twist): Actually, it's a 'reality' show.

(20:18:58) (Moss): the one where people get dumped in supposedly haunted places

(20:19:11) (Midnight_Twist): (Moss) Yes, it is.

(20:19:24) (Cresent_Sun): Like Ghost Hunters? Sound spooky. Do you believe?

(20:19:45) (Midnight_Twist): (Cresent_Sun)I think I'm legally obligated to say I believe now.

(20:21:25) (Sarah): Never seen a ghost. What's it like?

(20:21:35) (Midnight_Twist): Since part of the show's goals are to collect evidence of ghosts.

(20:21:41) (Cresent_Sun): I've felt a ghost before.

(20:21:57) (Midnight_Twist): (Sarah) Hard to describe.

(20:22:05) (Midnight_Twist): (Cresent_Sun) Really? Did it touch you?

(20:22:57) (Cresent_Sun): No. I think I was sitting on a place were someone died badly. After taking photos of the place I found something in the photo I couldn't see. Weird huh?

(20:23:14) (Cresent_Sun): No, I can't say were it is. Private property.

(20:23:15) (Sarah): Weird. Life after death... sorta.

(20:23:22) (Midnight_Twist): (Cresent_Sun) That's pretty normal, in my experience.

(20:23:29) (Moss): Hey I think I remember you mentioning that at the time

(20:23:54) (Moss): back around Xmas time yeah?

(20:24:08) (Cresent_Sun): (Midnight_Twist) Good luck with that. Can't say I enjoyed the work.

(20:24:31) (Midnight_Twist): (Cresent_Sun) It's regular work. Around Hollywood, that's priceless.

(20:24:56) (Sarah): Fair enough. These days, that's priceless nearly anywhere.

(20:25:01) (Cresent_Sun): True. My work is irregular.

(20:25:43) (Moss): Heh, I finally got a job back at the end of Feb

(20:25:51) (Midnight_Twist): (Moss) Doing what?

(20:26:53) (Moss): Building/estate maintenance in one of those, currently, empty mansions not far from the UCLA campus

(20:26:59) (Sarah): I'm just happy to have gotten the gig with the Parks & Rec.

(20:27:33) (Moss): Glad to hear you got it Sarah, I know you wanted it

(20:27:37) (Cresent_Sun): Government service. 35 years of service and a pension.

(20:28:40) (Sarah): Yup. Retirement will be nice after all that time.

(20:29:03) (Cresent_Sun): Stay on the job unless you want to get work at Walmart

(20:30:33) (Midnight_Twist): I'll be a camera-jockey for the porn industry, first.

(20:30:40) (Cresent_Sun): So, anyone else loving the fires last week?

(20:31:06) (Moss): Nope

(20:31:41) (Cresent_Sun): I was once told I would go far in gay porn. I was fifteen at the time. Kind of freaked me out.

(20:31:59) (Cresent_Sun): The fires were beautiful and frightening at the same time.

(20:32:56) (Midnight_Twist): (Cresent_Sun) That's not cool on so many levels. I hope you nailed that pedo in the junk.

(20:33:38) (Cresent_Sun): It was a friend of my foster-dad. I ran out the door as soon as i could though stayed away the rest of the week.

(20:34:12) ChatBot: (Ariel) logs into the Chat.

(20:34:18) (Sarah): Hey Ariel!

(20:34:22) (Cresent_Sun): Hey Ariel

(20:34:23) (Ariel): Hey

(20:34:25) (Midnight_Twist): (Cresent_Sun) I repeat my sentiment.

(20:34:28) (Midnight_Twist): Hey, Ariel.

(20:34:44) (Moss): Hi Ariel, long time no see/chat

(20:34:51) (Cresent_Sun): (Midnight_Twist) I take abused kids very seriously.

(20:34:55) (Ariel): Moss...heh, yeah, it has been awhile.

(20:35:42) (Moss): Hope the job isn't stressing you too much

(20:36:06) (Cresent_Sun): (Ariel) Good to see you are still kicking.

(20:36:34) (Ariel): Well, some stress is a good thing.

(20:36:40) (Ariel): And yeah, still kicking.

(20:36:41) (Cresent_Sun): (Midnight_Twist) How do you go about picking sites to investigate. Are they death oriented?

(20:38:05) (Midnight_Twist): (Cresent_Sun) Mostly word of mouth - someone tells someone about a haunted house, the story spreads. Then our producer does a bit of investigation to make sure it's bonnafide. Then if it pans out to that point, we come in.

(20:39:46) (Cresent_Sun): I can't wait to watch some of your episodes. Are they mainly going to be in the LA area?

(20:39:53) (Moss): If it's death related sites you could do an internet or media search fo murder sites

(20:40:12) (Midnight_Twist): (Cresent_Sun) No, they're going to be all over.

(20:40:44) (Midnight_Twist): (Moss) True, but that's shooting in the dark. Our producers get more hits by checking out sites about ghosts.

(20:43:51) (Moss): True, but it gives you a list of areas to check fo stories...

(20:44:19) (Moss): Damn R key is flaky on this keyboard

(20:44:44) (Cresent_Sun): (Midnight_Twist) EVer been to the National Cemetary?

(20:45:05) (Midnight_Twist): (Moss) Yes, but this is LA. Lots of murders, and not all of them, as our psychic advisor tells me, are going to be come ghosts.

(20:46:10) (Cresent_Sun): Otherwise it would be Ghost World

(20:46:49) (Ariel): Ghost World? What?

(20:47:43) (Moss): I think he means that if there was that many ghosts then you wouldn't need to hunt them so the shows title would be differetn

(20:47:52) (Midnight_Twist): (Ariel) Just talking about my new job, working as a ghost investigator.

(20:48:52) (Ariel): ...how do you get hired for that? Is there a college degree?

(20:48:59) (Moss): So you limit it to places or areas that have had multiple murders in them, so more likely one or more might have turned ghost

(20:49:17) (Moss): Acting job Ariel

(20:49:19) (Midnight_Twist): (Ariel) In my case, you pass an audition for a TV show.

(20:49:32) (Cresent_Sun): MT won!

(20:49:32) (Ariel): Oh, so a -fake- ghost investigator.

(20:49:41) (Ariel): Cool.

(20:49:57) (Midnight_Twist): (Ariel) No, we'll really be going to sites, trying to capture conclusive evidence.

(20:50:01) (Cresent_Sun): (Ariel) Is the news fake?

(20:50:28) (Midnight_Twist): (Moss) I'll pass that advice on to the guys who tell me where to look.

(20:50:51) (Ariel): There's a big difference between reporting on investigations, and -doing- investigations.

(20:50:52) (Midnight_Twist): (Cresent_Sun) Well, we're not exactly the BBC...

(20:51:00) (Ariel): Sounds to me like you're reporting on them.

(20:51:04) (Cresent_Sun): (Midnight_Twist)

(20:51:30) (Midnight_Twist): (Ariel) No, we'll be trying to connect with the ghosts and draw them out; then we try to disprove our footage.

(20:51:34) (Sarah): Yeah, um, all considered, I've no real desire to root up ghosts. Doesn't sound particularly fun.

(20:52:10) (Midnight_Twist): What we can't disprove is added to our archieve as possible proof.

(20:52:20) (Moss): I think the idea is just to be thee and see if they turn up, not trying to do anything to bring them up

(20:52:41) (Midnight_Twist): (Moss) Oh, no... we're supposed to talk to them and try to draw them out.

(20:52:54) (Cresent_Sun): How do you connect with a ghost? And is that a good thing?

(20:53:17) (Midnight_Twist): (Cresent_Sun) All ghosts want or need something.

(20:53:25) (Midnight_Twist): You try to find out what that is.

(20:53:27) (Ariel): And you know this because...?

(20:53:34) (Midnight_Twist): And no. It's not a good thing.

(20:53:47) (Ariel): Not to be a bitch...but seriously. How would anyone know what a ghost is, let alone what one wants?\

(20:53:50) (Midnight_Twist): (Ariel) These are what the psychic advisor on the show tell us.

(20:54:52) (Ariel): Hehe. You can tell I don't watch these shows. Being a real investigator really spoils the fun.

(20:55:25) (Moss): Well I suppose a murdered mother might want news of her children if they were still alive?

(20:55:46) (Midnight_Twist): (Ariel) We try to do real investigations, but when you can't replicate the experiment, it's hard to show it as evidence.

(20:56:00) (Ariel): That's because it's -not- evidence.

(20:56:02) (Midnight_Twist): (Moss) Or a murderer might want one more victim.

(20:56:21) (Midnight_Twist): (Ariel) It is. Just not good evidence.

(20:56:48) (Moss): unreliable evidence

(20:56:54) (Ariel): Argh

(20:57:07) (Ariel): Okay, I'm gonna take a step back here, take a breath, and let it go.

(20:57:18) (Cresent_Sun): Yep.

(20:57:48) (Moss): Yep, it's not physical evidence.

(20:58:20) (Midnight_Twist): (Ariel) I understand. It's hard to be a professional investigator and listen to stuff like this.

(20:58:22) (Cresent_Sun): How do you get physicial evidence on a non-corporeal being.

(20:58:31) (Cresent_Sun): ?

(20:58:39) (Midnight_Twist): (Moss) I've had physical evidence. I just couldn't collaborate it back to a ghost.

(20:59:06) (Midnight_Twist): (Cresent_Sun) That's part of the issue.

(20:59:18) (Midnight_Twist): (Cresent_Sun) IT's all secondary evidence.

(20:59:33) (Moss): Like temperature chnages and stuff?

(21:00:44) (Midnight_Twist): (Moss) Again, considered secondary.

(21:01:43) (Moss): yeah, i was just giving examples

(21:01:52) (Midnight_Twist): Yes.

(21:03:11) (Moss): shit the time... I gotta go do a check aound the buildings and alarms... See you lot another time

(21:03:27) (Cresent_Sun): Later

(21:03:31) (Midnight_Twist): Later, Moss.

(21:03:59) ChatBot: (Moss) logs out of the Chat.

(21:04:17) (Midnight_Twist): Have I killed chat?

(21:04:31) (Cresent_Sun): Nope.

(21:04:35) (Ariel): If so, maybe you can find it's ghost.

(21:04:38) (Cresent_Sun): Being distracted.

(21:05:00) (Midnight_Twist): (Ariel) Then I could tape it for my show.

(21:05:18) (Cresent_Sun): Don't kill it. I like it.

(21:06:16) (Midnight_Twist): (Cresent_Sun) For you, I won't.

(21:06:28) (Cresent_Sun):

(21:06:44) (Cresent_Sun): So, what's going on besides work? Anybody?

(21:07:52) (Midnight_Twist): You guys meet outside of here all the time, right?

(21:08:13) (Ariel): Sometimes

(21:08:16) (Cresent_Sun): Once or twice. Usually late night about chat time.

(21:09:09) (Midnight_Twist): We should do something soon, so I can meet you.

(21:09:22) (Cresent_Sun): Want to meet a few of us? Also, do you work mostly at night?

(21:09:25) (Cresent_Sun): Okay.

(21:09:31) (Cresent_Sun): Sarah?

(21:09:49) (Midnight_Twist): Like a hike! Topanga State Park has some great walking trails.

(21:09:49) (Cresent_Sun): Ariel?

(21:10:07) (Ariel): Schedule's pretty tight. Can't make any promises.

(21:10:34) (Midnight_Twist): An afternoon hike would be cool!

(21:10:35) (Cresent_Sun): I usually can't do things before 9pm. Walking a trail at night is kind of tough, but I'll give it a shot.

(21:10:52) (Midnight_Twist): (Cresent_Sun) Why not before 9 pm?

(21:11:35) (Cresent_Sun): Work commitments. They tell me when I can get off. Otherwise I stay and sleep on site.

(21:11:52) (Midnight_Twist): (Cresent_Sun) what do you do?

(21:12:09) (Sarah): Huh? What, CS?

(21:12:17) (Sarah): Sorry, was busy.

(21:12:20) (Cresent_Sun): Property security = glorified gopher.

(21:12:42) (Cresent_Sun): Sarah, MT was wanting to get together.

(21:13:12) (Sarah): Ah. Not sure what my schedule's going to be like. Did you have a time in mind?

(21:13:17) (Midnight_Twist): (Cresent_Sun) I can help you get a better gopher job, with better hours.

(21:13:30) (Midnight_Twist): And the chance to break into Hollywood!

(21:13:58) (Sarah): You take what hours you can get.

(21:14:08) (Midnight_Twist): (Sarah) Right now, I'm hoping for an afternoon hike in Topanga State Park.

(21:14:11) (Cresent_Sun): Wow! Thanks MT, but I get paid a barrel full. A few more years and I can retire independently wealthy.

(21:14:13) (Ariel): Anyone can get into Hollywood. It's getting out that'll kill you.

(21:14:33) (Midnight_Twist): (Cresent_Sun) Wow!

(21:14:47) (Sarah): @MT: bad idea. They've had a real problem up there with wild dog packs for the past few months.

(21:14:49) (Cresent_Sun): Yes, I'm pretty rich, but my hours are restricted.

(21:14:52) (Midnight_Twist): (Cresent_Sun) that's enough to make me reconsider and try to get a job like yours.

(21:14:58) (Midnight_Twist): (Sarah) Mostly at night.

(21:15:22) (Midnight_Twist): And you're thinking more of Griffith Park.

(21:16:05) (Sarah): Oh, I know about Griffith. But Topanga's got its own issues with them.

(21:16:20) (Cresent_Sun): Wild dogs?

(21:16:24) (Midnight_Twist): (Sarah) I haven't heard much about that, to be honest.

(21:16:32) (Sarah): And while its usually a night thing, you never know.

(21:16:34) ChatBot: (Grayscale) logs into the Chat.

(21:16:42) (Midnight_Twist): (Sarah) And I have a lot of friends who hike.

(21:16:45) (Midnight_Twist): Hey, GS.

(21:16:46) (Cresent_Sun): WB

(21:16:50) (Sarah): They can get damned territorial, and then all bets are off.

(21:16:55) (Grayscale): Hallo, all.

(21:17:09) (Midnight_Twist): (Sarah) Sure, but like I said, I think you're mistaken.

(21:17:47) (Sarah): You can blame the suburbanites who think a puppy's cute until it's not a puppy anymore and then dump them up along Mulholland Drive.

(21:17:57) (Cresent_Sun): How about a late night cup of coffee at some off-campus spot?

(21:18:06) (Grayscale) sighs.

(21:18:09) (Sarah): Not a big coffee fan.

(21:18:13) (Ariel): Hey Grey

(21:18:20) (Sarah): Hey GS.

(21:18:22) (Midnight_Twist): (Cresent_Sun) Sure... but we could just do a beach party then.

(21:18:46) (Midnight_Twist): (Cresent_Sun) You all do a lot of coffee... let's have a night beach party.

(21:18:57) (Cresent_Sun): I can do that.

(21:19:18) (Sarah): Depending on the beach, that could be fun.

(21:19:41) (Grayscale): Beach PARTAY!

(21:19:41) (Midnight_Twist): (Sarah) You hear of some wild lobster attacks?

(21:19:44) (Cresent_Sun): Sarah, you are due a night off from work.

(21:19:48) (Sarah): LOL.

(21:20:03) (Sarah): No lobsters. Just the dogs.

(21:21:10) (Cresent_Sun): The wild attack Lobster Dogs! Now there's a Movie Title.

(21:21:41) (Sarah): Tell the producers about that one, MT.

(21:21:43) (Sarah):

(21:21:46) (Midnight_Twist): (Cresent_Sun) Ugh. 3 Rings was enough, thanks

(21:22:55) (Grayscale): Hee.

(21:23:26) (Cresent_Sun): Not for you MT.

(21:23:42) (Grayscale): Hmmmm.

(21:23:54) (Midnight_Twist): (Cresent_Sun) Why do you want to make me do B-movie schlock?

(21:24:02) (Cresent_Sun): GS, you up for a meeting/beach party with MT?

(21:24:16) (Cresent_Sun): (Midnight_Twist) NEVER!!!!

(21:24:23) (Grayscale): Sure.

(21:24:54) (Grayscale): MT, wear that Vinyl skirt again.

(21:25:10) (Cresent_Sun): (Grayscale)

(21:25:19) (Midnight_Twist): (Grayscale) To the beach?

(21:25:21) (Sarah): bbiab. Work to do.

(21:25:33) (Cresent_Sun): Kay

(21:25:40) (Grayscale): MT, yeah.

(21:25:41) (Midnight_Twist): (Grayscale) Wouldn't you rather see me in a bikini?

(21:26:12) (Grayscale): True. But sometimes there's just something to be said for a sexy skirt.

(21:26:33) (Ariel): Gray, you and Twist know each other?

(21:26:36) (Cresent_Sun): What beach?

(21:26:49) (Grayscale): Ariel, we've met once.

(21:26:55) (Ariel): Ahh, cool

(21:27:18) (Midnight_Twist): (Cresent_Sun) Lemme call around.

(21:27:27) (Midnight_Twist): brb

(21:29:08) (Grayscale):

(21:33:31) (Ariel): Alrighty, it's that time for me. Seeya later folks.

(21:33:34) (Cresent_Sun): Gone for a moment and ... happened.

(21:33:40) (Cresent_Sun): Later A.

(21:33:46) (Grayscale): Ariel, night.

(21:39:35) (Cresent_Sun): Hmm..

(21:40:28) (Grayscale): Quiet night.

(21:42:35) (Cresent_Sun): Yes. Sarah is working and MT is off doing stuff.

(21:42:46) (Grayscale): Yup.

(21:42:58) (Midnight_Twist): Alright, I've put out some feelers. I should have a beach lined up for next weekend, not this coming but the one after.

(21:43:13) (Grayscale): Memorial day weekend?

(21:43:25) (Grayscale): or is that the one after that.

(21:43:35) (Cresent_Sun): Where and what time?

(21:43:55) (Midnight_Twist): (Cresent_Sun) I don't know yet.

(21:44:10) (Midnight_Twist): Depends on what my agent can line up.

(21:44:28) (Cresent_Sun): This going to be filmed?

(21:44:41) (Midnight_Twist): (Cresent_Sun) No.... it's a party.

(21:44:42) (Grayscale):

(21:44:53) (Midnight_Twist): And I'm not famous enough for that. I'm not really famous at all yet.

(21:45:12) (Midnight_Twist): I sometimes get, "Hey, you're that one lady... with the bullwhip!"

(21:45:15) (Midnight_Twist): That's about it.

(21:45:21) (Grayscale): Rawr!

(21:46:58) (Cresent_Sun): GS, you showing a bit of kink?

(21:47:21) (Grayscale): Heh

(21:53:23) ChatBot: (Graham) logs into the Chat.

(21:53:54) (Graham) sighs and kicks the server

(21:54:09) (Midnight_Twist): Hi, Graham-cracker.

(21:54:42) (Graham):

(21:55:03) (Cresent_Sun): Hey and back. The CalNet must be getting hacked.

(21:55:13) (Midnight_Twist): (Graham) What?

(21:55:44) (Graham): I'm not a cracker... am I?

(21:56:35) (Cresent_Sun): I will leave the analysis to those who have tasted you.

(21:56:52) (Graham):

(21:56:55) (Midnight_Twist): (Graham) It's just a cute nickname.

(21:57:04) (Midnight_Twist): (Cresent_Sun) Ummm... no!

(21:57:22) (Graham): Okay...

(21:57:27) (Midnight_Twist): Not that there's anything wrong with tasting Graham in theory, in practice, it is still theory.

(21:58:02) (Graham):

(21:58:03) (Midnight_Twist): I'm not helping, am i?

(21:58:15) (Cresent_Sun): (Midnight_Twist) I'm amused.

(21:58:39) (Midnight_Twist): You, sir, are also weird.

(21:58:55) (Cresent_Sun): I get that sometimes.

(21:59:48) (Graham): Only sometimes?

(22:00:18) (Cresent_Sun): Yes, there are women who like me. Usually those who spend a few minutes getting to know me.

(22:00:41) (Graham): Who was talking about women?

(22:00:48) (Midnight_Twist): (Cresent_Sun) I assume you mean in-person.

(22:00:57) (Cresent_Sun): Yes, in person.

(22:01:05) (Graham):

(22:01:22) (Cresent_Sun): GS, no man has ever called me weird..

(22:01:50) (Graham): there's always a first time.

(22:01:58) (Cresent_Sun): Yes.

(22:02:44) (Cresent_Sun): I'm still relishing the first time a woman bought me a drink in a bar. I was like "What the?"

(22:03:04) (Graham): Sounds like you had fun.

(22:03:14) (Cresent_Sun): That I did.

(22:03:56) (Cresent_Sun): Time for me to shut down for the night. Later folks.

(22:04:07) (Graham): Later.

(22:04:07) (Midnight_Twist): Night, CS

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(22:41:11) (Graham): Be back later

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(22:47:23) (Dave): ((OOC: No IC Chat for me tonight... a lil worn out.

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(22:53:59) (Sarah): ((not a problem; I'm barely here tonight. i think we're pretty much wrapped.))