To the rescue!

[jayphailey]

Jay Six: "Roydra, do you remember a briefing we had where the topic of chess came up? I remember a move of particular interest was queen to queen's level 3"

Roydra looks stricken: "Oh.... Oh, crap. I ahhh, I don't remember.... it was Kings something?"

Coran turns and gives her the right code phrase. (OOC: That is his sense of humor)

(King to Queen's Level 1. I looked it up on memory Alpha wwhile I was writing my reply. I'll never remember it. I've spent 38 years building my own Star Trek, but people who remember Kirks Combination on his safe are *crazy* )

Roydra looks at Coran. The Surprised look is quickly replaced by a red faced "I am trying not to laugh" look."

Six: "Who's that?"

Roydra: "This is Mister Coran. He seems to be someone like the Organians, but different."

They can almost HEAR "Blink blink blink" over the commbadge.

"Oookay."

Jay Six: "We'll be right there."

Waiting with cheese in my mouth.

About 10 minutes later

The door opens. A man of average height, iron gray hair and a tendency towards being chunky walks in.

Outside a yellow light is flashing and people are running back and forth with purpose.

He is wearing full body armor, but not a helmet. And carrying a phaser rifle.

He walks in slowly, watching everything as he moves.

As he gets into the main room and looks around, Kami shouts "Ten HUTT!" Kami, Jay-of-A, Bubba and Binky stand bolt upright and salute.

"As you were," Jay Six says.

Another figure comes in weapon held loosely ready, not pointing at anything in particular. His full body armor includes helmet with closed face mask.

"Is everyone okay?" Jay asks.

The man behind Jay is taller and more fit. He flips his facemask up to reveal a dark skinned face. His expression is eloquent. He didn't want the Admiral walking into the place vulnerably.

Nebad carefully looks and notes each person. Raphael and Coran know the look. Here is an experienced soldier.

He looks at Roydra for a long beat. She looks back like "What are you gonna do?"

Nebad snorts and continues to make sure the room is secure.

Another Armored figure walks in. A different rifle, but held in the same easy ready position. He is Large. Tall and broad, he could be a pro wrestler or a pro football player.

Spaat deactivates his rifle, slings it and takes his helmet off. (eyebrow) "Fascinating."

Nebad to JayofA, Kami, Bubba and Binky: "Have you secured this place?"

Kami looks stricken "We didn't know we needed to, Commander."

Bubba grins "We all thought it was just a bar, Sir."

Nebad blinks. Hes stuck between berating newbies for not confirming their own safety in a dangerous situation, and understanding that most folks cannot be paranoid 24/7.

Roydra: "Seriously, Nebad. Its not like your run into something like this every day. We thought it was a theme bar."

Binky nudges Bubba. Bubba grins wider "Commander Fugus, Admiral Six, Commander Spaat, this here is Coran. He definitely outranks you. Coran, my superior officers."

Jay Six gives Bubba a look, and then Nods to Coran. "Sir. Pleased to meet another scholar of history."

Roxa: "Umm, yeah. Admiral, Commanders these are Raphael and Ahern, they're from seperate timelines, too. "

Jay Six: "Pleased to meet you. Please forgive my intrusion."

Nulle: "So, Admiral. You thought this was a dangerous situation, so you walked in with your helmet off to try and make friends with it?"

Jay Six: "Ummm. Yes. Yes, that's about the size of it. What's your name again?"

Nulle: "I'm Lieutenant Korsat. We've met, Sir."

Jay Six nods. "Alright. Do you feel endangered?"

Nulle: "I didn't until you showed up, Sir."

Nebad: "Nulle. Fix your tone."

Nulle Looks at Nebad and considers starting a brawl. "Sir. Yes, Sir. No, Sir."

Nebad grins: "We'll discuss this later."

Spaat watches them and then says "Someone in here wishes to meet Vulcans?"

Two more people enter the Inn, with slung weapons, taking off their helmets and arm pieces.

Both look Vulcan. A woman with coffe Au Lait skin and auburn hair, and green eyes. She grins. T'aesla "Nice."

The other one, a male, could pass as a Vulcan, Perhaps Spaats cousin. Similar yellowish skin tone, black straight hair and Vulcan like hair cut.

Tovan Khev. "I wonder of they have Behreaka here?"

Nulle: "I'm told they have everything. Give it a shot."

Nulle gestures to Long "This charming young lady is Ms Lorrie Long. Shes the one who was curious about Vulcans."

Spaat Nods to her, "I am pleased to meet you."

T'aesla grins wider "Really?"

Spaat does that Vulcan nod. "If she has not met any Vulcans, then by definition, no Vulcan has met her. That means I am meeting someone new."

Tovan Khev is wry "Angling for a first contact ribbon, Spaat?"

Spaat: "I dont suspect this incident is elligible. However, I do aspire to, as they say 'go where no man has gone before'. This place is new to us. And so are the people."

Nebad to the bar tender "Do you mind if we take a look around to make sure no one is plotting an ambush here?"

[Innkeeper]

Roydra looks at Coran. The Surprised look is quickly replaced by a red faced "I am trying not to laugh" look."

Six: "Who's that?"

Roydra: "This is Mister Coran. He seems to be someone like the Organians, but different."

They can almost HEAR "Blink blink blink" over the commbadge.

"Oookay."


Jay Six: "We'll be right there."


About 10 minutes later

The door opens. A man of average height, iron gray hair and a tendency towards being chunky walks in.

Outside a yellow light is flashing and people are running back and forth with purpose.

He is wearing full body armor, but not a helmet. And carrying a phaser rifle.

He walks in slowly, watching everything as he moves.

As he gets into the main room and looks around, Kami shouts "Ten HUTT!" Kami, Jay-of-A, Bubba and Binky stand bolt upright and salute.

"As you were," Jay Six says.

Another figure comes in weapon held loosely ready, not pointing at anything in particular. His full body armor includes helmet with closed face mask.

"Is everyone okay?" Jay asks.

Coran: Standing. "Everyone is fine. A military response will serve you poorly here."

The man behind Jay is taller and more fit. He flips his facemask up to reveal a dark skinned face. His expression is eloquent. He didn't want the Admiral walking into the place vulnerably.

Nebad carefully looks and notes each person. Raphael and Coran know the look. Here is an experienced soldier.

He looks at Roydra for a long beat. She looks back like "What are you gonna do?"

Nebad snorts and continues to make sure the room is secure.

Another Armored figure walks in. A different rifle, but held in the same easy ready position. He is Large. Tall and broad, he could be a pro wrestler or a pro football player.

Spaat deactivates his rifle, slings it and takes his helmet off. (eyebrow) "Fascinating."

Nebad to JayofA, Kami, Bubba and Binky: "Have you secured this place?"

Kami looks stricken "We didn't know we needed to, Commander."

Bubba grins "We all thought it was just a bar, Sir."

Nebad blinks. Hes stuck between berating newbies for not confirming their own safety in a dangerous situation, and understanding that most folks cannot be paranoid 24/7.

Roydra: "Seriously, Nebad. Its not like your run into something like this every day. We thought it was a theme bar."

Binky nudges Bubba. Bubba grins wider "Commander Fugus, Admiral Six, Commander Spaat, this here is Coran. He definitely outranks you. Coran, my superior officers."

Jay Six gives Bubba a look, and then Nods to Coran. "Sir. Pleased to meet another scholar of history."

Roxa: "Umm, yeah. Admiral, Commanders these are Raphael and Ahern, they're from separate timelines, too. "

Jay Six: "Pleased to meet you. Please forgive my intrusion."

Nulle: "So, Admiral. You thought this was a dangerous situation, so you walked in with your helmet off to try and make friends with it?"

Jay Six: "Ummm. Yes. Yes, that's about the size of it. What's your name again?"

Nulle: "I'm Lieutenant Korsat. We've met, Sir."

Jay Six nods. "Alright. Do you feel endangered?"

Nulle: "I didn't until you showed up, Sir."

Long: "I'm with Lieutenant Korsat, everything was fine until you lot walked in. This place as an anti violence field, you have several people a twitch away from never being heard from again. Admiral, I suggest you stand them down."

Nebad: "Nulle. Fix your tone."

Nulle Looks at Nebad and considers starting a brawl. "Sir. Yes, Sir. No, Sir."

Nebad grins: "We'll discuss this later."

Spaat watches them and then says "Someone in here wishes to meet Vulcans?"

Two more people enter the Inn, with slung weapons, taking off their helmets and arm pieces.

Both look Vulcan. A woman with coffe Au Lait skin and auburn hair, and green eyes. She grins. T'aesla "Nice."

The other one, a male, could pass as a Vulcan, Perhaps Spaats cousin. Similar yellowish skin tone, black straight hair and Vulcan like hair cut.

Tovan Khev. "I wonder of they have Behreaka here?"

Nulle: "I'm told they have everything. Give it a shot."

Nulle gestures to Long "This charming young lady is Ms Lorrie Long. Shes the one who was curious about Vulcans."

Spaat Nods to her, "I am pleased to meet you."

Long: "I was under the impression that Vulcans were a peaceable people."

T'aesla grins wider "Really?"

Spaat does that Vulcan nod. "If she has not met any Vulcans, then by definition, no Vulcan has met her. That means I am meeting someone new."

Tovan Khev is wry "Angling for a first contact ribbon, Spaat?"

Spaat: "I don't suspect this incident is eligible. However, I do aspire to, as they say 'go where no man has gone before'. This place is new to us. And so are the people."

Nebad to the bar tender "Do you mind if we take a look around to make sure no one is plotting an ambush here?"

Bartender level no nonsense tone. "Yes...I...do. Rack your weapons, This is a peaceable establishment." He points to the weapons rack. Fits phaser rifles.

Ahern: "Admiral Six you have an interesting way of making an impression."

[jayphailey]

Re: To the rescue!

Roydra looks at Coran. The Surprised look is quickly replaced by a red faced "I am trying not to laugh" look."

Six: "Who's that?"

Roydra: "This is Mister Coran. He seems to be someone like the Organians, but different."

They can almost HEAR "Blink blink blink" over the commbadge.

"Oookay."


Jay Six: "We'll be right there."


About 10 minutes later

The door opens. A man of average height, iron gray hair and a tendency towards being chunky walks in.

Outside a yellow light is flashing and people are running back and forth with purpose.

He is wearing full body armor, but not a helmet. And carrying a phaser rifle.

He walks in slowly, watching everything as he moves.

As he gets into the main room and looks around, Kami shouts "Ten HUTT!" Kami, Jay-of-A, Bubba and Binky stand bolt upright and salute.

"As you were," Jay Six says.

Another figure comes in weapon held loosely ready, not pointing at anything in particular. His full body armor includes helmet with closed face mask.

"Is everyone okay?" Jay asks.

Coran: Standing. "Everyone is fine. A military response will serve you poorly here."

Jay Six: "We have found Dimensional interphase events to be dangerous before. When our people are in danger we back them up. Surely you wouldn't let your people face danger alone if you could help?"

The man behind Jay is taller and more fit. He flips his facemask up to reveal a dark skinned face. His expression is eloquent. He didn't want the Admiral walking into the place vulnerably.

Nebad carefully looks and notes each person. Raphael and Coran know the look. Here is an experienced soldier.

He looks at Roydra for a long beat. She looks back like "What are you gonna do?"

Nebad snorts and continues to make sure the room is secure.

Another Armored figure walks in. A different rifle, but held in the same easy ready position. He is Large. Tall and broad, he could be a pro wrestler or a pro football player.

Spaat deactivates his rifle, slings it and takes his helmet off. (eyebrow) "Fascinating."

Nebad to JayofA, Kami, Bubba and Binky: "Have you secured this place?"

Kami looks stricken "We didn't know we needed to, Commander."

Bubba grins "We all thought it was just a bar, Sir."

Nebad blinks. Hes stuck between berating newbies for not confirming their own safety in a dangerous situation, and understanding that most folks cannot be paranoid 24/7.

Roydra: "Seriously, Nebad. Its not like your run into something like this every day. We thought it was a theme bar."

Binky nudges Bubba. Bubba grins wider "Commander Fugus, Admiral Six, Commander Spaat, this here is Coran. He definitely outranks you. Coran, my superior officers."

Jay Six gives Bubba a look, and then


Nods to Coran. "Sir. Pleased to meet another scholar of history."

Jay Six: "Pleased to meet you, Sir."

Roxa: "Umm, yeah. Admiral, Commanders these are Raphael and Ahern, they're from separate timelines, too. "

Jay Six: "Pleased to meet you. Please forgive my intrusion."

Nulle: "So, Admiral. You thought this was a dangerous situation, so you walked in with your helmet off to try and make friends with it?"

Jay Six: "Ummm. Yes. Yes, that's about the size of it. What's your name again?"

Nulle: "I'm Lieutenant Korsat. We've met, Sir."

Jay Six nods. "Alright. Do you feel endangered?"

Nulle: "I didn't until you showed up, Sir."

Long: "I'm with Lieutenant Korsat, everything was fine until you lot walked in. This place as an anti violence field, you have several people a twitch away from never being heard from again. Admiral, I suggest you stand them down."

OOC: I know Lorrie is not speaking for the Inn. But it felt like it to me. "You're an instant away from permanently disappearing" is a threat.

"The inn won't let you shoot anyone, cowboy. Might as well relax." is not a threat.


Jay Six: to Lorrie. "Hmmm. Alright. You seem to know this place. What is it?"

Nebad: "Nulle. Fix your tone."

Nulle Looks at Nebad and considers starting a brawl. "Sir. Yes, Sir. No, Sir."

Nebad grins: "We'll discuss this later."

Spaat watches them and then says "Someone in here wishes to meet Vulcans?"

Two more people enter the Inn, with slung weapons, taking off their helmets and arm pieces.

Both look Vulcan. A woman with coffe Au Lait skin and auburn hair, and green eyes. She grins. T'aesla "Nice."

The other one, a male, could pass as a Vulcan, Perhaps Spaats cousin. Similar yellowish skin tone, black straight hair and Vulcan like hair cut.

Tovan Khev. "I wonder of they have Behreaka here?"

Nulle: "I'm told they have everything. Give it a shot."

Nulle gestures to Long "This charming young lady is Ms Lorrie Long. Shes the one who was curious about Vulcans."

Spaat Nods to her, "I am pleased to meet you."

Long: "I was under the impression that Vulcans were a peaceable people."

Spaat (Eyebrow): "That is our preference. However if shipmates are in danger, I will take such actions as necessary to attempt to protect them. Many Vulcans approach things differently, including many who are dedicated to absolute non-violence. Such people do not tend to join Starfleet. May I purchase you a beverage?"

T'aesla: "That's Spaat. I'm T'aesla. Our ancestors were passionate people. Some took up the way of Kolinahr. It sounds boring, but they actually have a lot of fun, in their restrained, straight faced way."

Nebad to the bar tender "Do you mind if we take a look around to make sure no one is plotting an ambush here?"

Bartender level no nonsense tone. "Yes...I...do. Rack your weapons, This is a peaceable establishment." He points to the weapons rack. Fits phaser rifles.
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OOC: See, I am getting a feeling of anger there.

OOC: Weapons won't fire in the inn. The Inn has already taken care of it. No weapons fire. All melee and ranged attacks do zero damage. Spells with hostile effects or intent have zero effect. The Inn has it under control.

OOC:"This is a place of business. There are no ambushes here. Look for yourself"

Because he KNOWS Nebad can't hurt anything or anyone.

Ahern: "Admiral Six you have an interesting way of making an impression."

Jay Six: "Well, Sir, if I get a call that you might need rescuing, I'll turn out just as energetically for you. Rescuing people from danger is kind of our thing.

But I guess rescue isn't really necessary here, is it?"

OOC:
Jay's weapon is slung, Spaats is slung. T'aesla and Tovan Khev's are both slung.

Its weird how you're seeing people with weapons that are effectively holstered as hostile.

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[jayphailey]

Jay looks at Nebad

Nebad looks back and shakes his head. His empathy has detected irritation but no aggression or overt threats.

Jay nods at Nebad, "Okay, stand down."

Nebad goes back to the doorway and talks to the people outside.

To Roydra: "What's going on with this place?"

Roydra, Jay-of-A, Kami, Bubba, Binky and Roxa fill Jay Six in.

Jay "Wow. I remember what Boothby said. Hang around long enough and you'll see everything."

[Innkeeper]

Jay Six: "We have found Dimensional interphase events to be dangerous before. When our people are in danger we back them up. Surely you wouldn't let your people face danger alone if you could help?"

Coran: "This place is the exception. I have had my share of less than friendly interphase events as you put it. You are safer here than on the bridge of your own ship."

Nebad blinks. Hes stuck between berating newbies for not confirming their own safety in a dangerous situation, and understanding that most folks cannot be paranoid 24/7.

Roydra: "Seriously, Nebad. Its not like your run into something like this every day. We thought it was a theme bar."

Binky nudges Bubba. Bubba grins wider "Commander Fugus, Admiral Six, Commander Spaat, this here is Coran. He definitely outranks you. Coran, my superior officers."

Jay Six gives Bubba a look, and then


Nods to Coran. "Sir. Pleased to meet another scholar of history."

Jay Six: "Pleased to meet you, Sir."

Coran: "Rank has little meaning in this place, be you a King or a pauper." sips drink "It is one of the nicer things about it."

Roxa: "Umm, yeah. Admiral, Commanders these are Raphael and Ahern, they're from separate timelines, too. "

Jay Six: "Pleased to meet you. Please forgive my intrusion."

Raphael: "Coming here is what the Inn is about. It was my first refuge as a planewalker."

Tovan Khev. "I wonder of they have Behreaka here?"

A quiet thunk as the beverage is on the bar.

Spaat (Eyebrow): "That is our preference. However if shipmates are in danger, I will take such actions as necessary to attempt to protect them. Many Vulcans approach things differently, including many who are dedicated to absolute non-violence. Such people do not tend to join Starfleet. May I purchase you a beverage?"

T'aesla: "That's Spaat. I'm T'aesla. Our ancestors were passionate people. Some took up the way of Kolinahr. It sounds boring, but they actually have a lot of fun, in their restrained, straight faced way."

Long: "I'm obviously Human. I have what we call a Meta Culture. It is no one Human culture but an amalgamation of all the bits we find and like. While I am familiar with some of the 1701 series worlds, I by know means know all of them, and no, you are the first Vulcans I have met. We are traders by occupation."

Because he KNOWS Nebad can't hurt anything or anyone.

Not changing the rules.

Jay Six: "Well, Sir, if I get a call that you might need rescuing, I'll turn out just as energetically for you. Rescuing people from danger is kind of our thing.

But I guess rescue isn't really necessary here, is it?"

Coran: "Admiral Hailey, you have been too long under stress. So long you see stress as your normal. Beyond that door there is a total lack of stress which you can enjoy for a day. However you see a lack of stress. However." sip "It does you no good if you take the stress back there with you. Me? I was asked to deliver some ale."

OOC:
Jay's weapon is slung, Spaats is slung. T'aesla and Tovan Khev's are both slung.
Its weird how you're seeing people with weapons that are effectively holstered as hostile.

You mentioned Spaat coming in with "An easy ready grip" That is not nonthreatening.
You did not state holstered.

[Innkeeper]

Jay "Wow. I remember what Boothby said. Hang around long enough and you'll see everything."

Raphael: "Mr Boothby is well known for his wisdom."

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Jay Six: "We have found Dimensional interphase events to be dangerous before. When our people are in danger we back them up. Surely you wouldn't let your people face danger alone if you could help?"

Coran: "This place is the exception. I have had my share of less than friendly interphase events as you put it. You are safer here than on the bridge of your own ship."

Jay Six: "Well, that's not as high a bar as you might think. So, How is someone supposed to know this in advance? How did you learn how this place works?"

Nebad blinks. Hes stuck between berating newbies for not confirming their own safety in a dangerous situation, and understanding that most folks cannot be paranoid 24/7.

Roydra: "Seriously, Nebad. Its not like your run into something like this every day. We thought it was a theme bar."

Binky nudges Bubba. Bubba grins wider "Commander Fugus, Admiral Six, Commander Spaat, this here is Coran. He definitely outranks you. Coran, my superior officers."

Jay Six gives Bubba a look, and then


Nods to Coran. "Sir. Pleased to meet another scholar of history."

Jay Six: "Pleased to meet you, Sir."

Coran: "Rank has little meaning in this place, be you a King or a pauper." sips drink "It is one of the nicer things about it."

Jay Six: "Where are you from?"

Roxa: "Umm, yeah. Admiral, Commanders these are Raphael and Ahern, they're from separate timelines, too. "

Jay Six: "Pleased to meet you. Please forgive my intrusion."

Raphael: "Coming here is what the Inn is about. It was my first refuge as a planewalker."

Roxa: "A plane walker is someone who moves across timelines, right?"

Tovan Khev. "I wonder of they have Behreaka here?"

A quiet thunk as the beverage is on the bar.

Tovan takes a sip. His eyes light up "This is perfect!"

T'aesla: "May I have one, please?"

Spaat (Eyebrow): "That is our preference. However if shipmates are in danger, I will take such actions as necessary to attempt to protect them. Many Vulcans approach things differently, including many who are dedicated to absolute non-violence. Such people do not tend to join Starfleet. May I purchase you a beverage?"

T'aesla: "That's Spaat. I'm T'aesla. Our ancestors were passionate people. Some took up the way of Kolinahr. It sounds boring, but they actually have a lot of fun, in their restrained, straight faced way."

Long: "I'm obviously Human. I have what we call a Meta Culture. It is no one Human culture but an amalgamation of all the bits we find and like. While I am familiar with some of the 1701 series worlds, I by know means know all of them, and no, you are the first Vulcans I have met. We are traders by occupation."

T'aesla: "Pleased to meet you. I'll bet you have some interesting stories. Actually I am a Romulan. So is Tovan. Spaat here is a Vulcan."

Spaat: "The distinction grows or shrinks depending on one's perspective."]

T'aesla grins: "The Vulcans are working hard to drag us back into the tent."

Jay Six: "Well, Sir, if I get a call that you might need rescuing, I'll turn out just as energetically for you. Rescuing people from danger is kind of our thing.

But I guess rescue isn't really necessary here, is it?"

Coran: "Admiral Hailey, you have been too long under stress. So long you see stress as your normal. Beyond that door there is a total lack of stress which you can enjoy for a day. However you see a lack of stress. However." sip "It does you no good if you take the stress back there with you. Me? I was asked to deliver some ale."

Jay Six: "Actually, I go by Jay Six these days. Thank you, though."

Jay of A, Kami, Bubba and Binky stare at Coran.

Bubba "Who sends a GOD as a delivery boy?"


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[Innkeeper]

Jay Six: "Well, that's not as high a bar as you might think. So, How is someone supposed to know this in advance? How did you learn how this place works?"

Coran: "Which is why you are under a great deal of stress. You learn about the Inn by being here. Many come and go and never know the place is not just another Inn."

Jay Six: "Where are you from?"

Coran: "I was born on the town of Riverforks, Janaorda, in the Eyrian Empire on a world we call Thindacarulle. I reside therein at several points. I practice as a smith of armor and weapons, I also shoe horses. Mainly these days I make medical instruments, I enjoy the fine work. I am also a Knight of Eyrie, a position of protector. I am a Husband and a father, and lastly, The Centaur god of family, fatherhood, and the patron of oaths. This is quite enough for anyone to be."

Roxa: "A plane walker is someone who moves across timelines, right?"

Raphael: "Among other distinctions."

Tovan takes a sip. His eyes light up "This is perfect!"

T'aesla: "May I have one, please?"

More is ponied up.

T'aesla: "Pleased to meet you. I'll bet you have some interesting stories. Actually I am a Romulan. So is Tovan. Spaat here is a Vulcan."

Spaat: "The distinction grows or shrinks depending on one's perspective."]

T'aesla grins: "The Vulcans are working hard to drag us back into the tent."

Long: "Vulcan or Romulan, it is a matter of culture, not biology?"

Jay Six: "Actually, I go by Jay Six these days. Thank you, though."

Coran: "One's own name is important. You are a man that needs a month on a beach, with a surfboard you may or may not use and no decisions to make outside of lunch."

Bubba "Who sends a GOD as a delivery boy?"

Coran: Indicates the bartender "He does. I am the guy that brews it."

[jayphailey]

Re: To the rescue!

Jay Six: "Well, that's not as high a bar as you might think. So, How is someone supposed to know this in advance? How did you learn how this place works?"

Coran: "Which is why you are under a great deal of stress. You learn about the Inn by being here. Many come and go and never know the place is not just another Inn."

Jay Six: "Well, okay then."

Jay Six: "Where are you from?"

Coran: "I was born on the town of Riverforks, Janaorda, in the Eyrian Empire on a world we call Thindacarulle. I reside therein at several points. I practice as a smith of armor and weapons, I also shoe horses. Mainly these days I make medical instruments, I enjoy the fine work. I am also a Knight of Eyrie, a position of protector. I am a Husband and a father, and lastly, The Centaur god of family, fatherhood, and the patron of oaths. This is quite enough for anyone to be."

Jay Six: "That's a lot of things to be! Am I correct in assuming this Thuindacrulle planet is not in the same dimension as I am from?"

Roxa: "A plane walker is someone who moves across timelines, right?"

Raphael: "Among other distinctions."

Roxa: "What other distinctions?"

Tovan takes a sip. His eyes light up "This is perfect!"

T'aesla: "May I have one, please?"

More is ponied up.

T'aelsa sips: "Oh, goodness. Just like home."

T'aesla: "Pleased to meet you. I'll bet you have some interesting stories. Actually I am a Romulan. So is Tovan. Spaat here is a Vulcan."

Spaat: "The distinction grows or shrinks depending on one's perspective."

T'aesla grins: "The Vulcans are working hard to drag us back into the tent."

Long: "Vulcan or Romulan, it is a matter of culture, not biology?"

Spaat: "Yes. The Romulan people left Vulcan and founded Romulus, and then the Romulan Empire, a dominant power in known space. Naturally we were taken aback to find our enemies were actually our cousins."

T'aesla: "Over the intervening time, there has been a very small drift, With a detailed analysis of our DNA you used to be able to tell the difference between Romulans and Vulcans. In about two centuries, maybe three, I expect this difference to be undetectable. As of now, its muddied up quite a bit."

Tovan: "Where we come from, the Romulan Republic, the Federation and the Klingon Empire have been welded together pretty tightly. We're all commerades in arms. But in our current situation, there is still a strong seperation between the Romulan Empire and the Federation, and the Klingon and Romulan Empires. "

Jay Six: "Actually, I go by Jay Six these days. Thank you, though."

Coran: "One's own name is important. You are a man that needs a month on a beach, with a surfboard you may or may not use and no decisions to make outside of lunch."

Jay Six: "That sounds nice."

Bubba "Who sends a GOD as a delivery boy?"

Coran: Indicates the bartender "He does. I am the guy that brews it."

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Jay-of-A, Kami, Bubba and Binky turn and look at the Bartender with a stunned "oh, shit" look.

Roydra: "I can sort of see it. Since you're here anyway."


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