* Elo, Tobias, and Carter: You three have all been travelling about two days,
 on chocobos, with your respective escorts.
* You've noticed some odd things, the various inhabitants, the rather low
 populaiton density, and, then fact that the sun hasn't set yet.
<Carter> I still can't get over these birds out of Final Fantasy... *pats
 his chocobo*
* And you all converge at the main gate to Temple.
* Livle and Boomer both glare at Anya, pulling their chocobos to a stop.
* Tobias is still all wide eyed looking around at everything!! and
 occasinoally wark!ing with the chocobos.
* Carter looks around at the new people.
* Livle is a four legged furry thing with a fox tail. Boomer is a rock-skinned
 looking person, and Anya is young human girl, with one arm, and dressed like
 a punk.
<Carter> Um, Livle... do you know them? *noticed Livle's attention being
 focused on the human girl*
* You other 3, descriptions!
<Carter> ( What's the weather like? )
( Hot, slightly humid. )
<Livle> Anya. One of the Lords.
* Tobias a old cat boy, just over 4' tall, with tan fur, bright green slit
 pupiled eyes, a shock of bright blue hair, irridencet green wings, ivory horns,
 and a fluffy squirrl tail. He looks youthfull and somewhat girly. He has
 changed his outfit to be somewhat punky, like Anyas.
* Elonith manages to keep decent control of his chocobo, for the most part. He
 looks around like a kid who's never been anywhere, but with a sense of
 understanding in his eyes. His hair's short and brown, while his eyes are also
 brown. He's wearing a black T-shirt, a green windbreaker, blue jeans, and a
 pair of sneakers, with a backpack slung over his back. His skin's somewhat
 tanned, and he has a regular build.
* Carter is looking kind of incongruous on the back of his chocobo, his blue
 cloth boots rising to above half his calf, where loose red pants of similar
 fabric take over. An even looser blue jacket, which seems heavy with the
 moisture of the area, droops off his shoulders, and a high-collared tight white
 shirt can be seen beneath it. His hair, also drooping with moisture, is brown
 with blond highlights, and his...
* Livle glances at Boomer, then at Anya. "Anya, we need to talk."
<Carter> * ...eyes are currently bright green. He doesn't seem overly warm,
 though.
* Elonith is short, just over 4' tall, and looks about the age of a 11 year
 old at the moment.
* Carter looks to be in his late teens. :)
* Carter climbs down off of his chocobo at Livle's introduction of the Lord,
 and bows deeply to Anya. "M'lady."
* Anya is dragged off by Boomer, objecting all the while. Livle follows shortly,
 after bowing to Carter. "Excuse us, please. Something we must discuss with her."
* Elonith looks over at Carter and Tobias, not surprised in the least by anybody
 except for Tobias, who he blinks once at, then doesn't give the cat-boy a
 second glance.
* Tobias waves at everybody,"Hi!" he watches Anya go for a bit then looks back
 at the other two,"I'm Tobias! Who are you?"
* Carter rises again, looking confused and slightly embarrassed. Then blinks
 at the... not-human thing.
* Elonith eyes Boomer. "Don't go getting all creepy at me, got it?"
<Carter> I am Carter Delger. Pleasure to meet you, Tobias. *small bow,
 followed by an extended hand for a handshake*
* Boomer dosen't notice, paying to much attention to Anya.
* Tobias shakes Carter's hand!! "Are you a human too?"
* Elonith jumps down from his chocobo, stumbling a little when he hits the
 ground. As he looks over you two he smiles. "My name's Elonith Newton, as far
 as you're concerned."
<Carter> Um... yes... ^^; *shakes Tobias' hand firmly twice, before letting go*
<Carter> It is a pleasure to meet you, Elonith. *small bow, followed by offered
 handshake* Carter Delger.
* "You're father dosen't have anything to do with this. At least do your job
 right, if you're going to meddle." "Oh shut-up!"
* Elonith looks up at Carter, bowing, and then shaking his hand somewhat
 weakly. "Okay Mr. Delger."
* Tobias looks at Elonith and says,"Hi!" again.
<Carter> Carter, please. ^_^; I'm not really a grown-up myself, yet.
* Elonith shrugs. "Okay mister." He looks at Tobias. "Hi!"
<Carter> ^^;    What do you suppose they're arguing with the young Lady about
 over there?
* "He's right. You volunteered for the welcoming commitee with full knowledge
 of what would be expected." "Which does not involve dragging people off on
 dates and not telling them anything."
* Elonith 's eyes flash slightly when he makes eye-contact with Tobias. You
 could swear they were... bright green for a split-second. "I'm Elonith. And
 you're Tobias. Nice to meet you." He smiles.
* "Okay, fine, whatever. Take him away from me, like you always do. AGH! You're
 just as bad as my father, I'm out of here."
<Carter> So um... how did you two get here? This is the Temple, right?
* Anya comes stomping back into view, and she looks pissed.
* Carter bows again.
<Tobias> I road this chocobo Anya gave me! Thats Anya, she's nice! I made a
 portal and came here!
* Elonith shivers when Carter mentions 'how did you two get here'. "Um, I'd
 rather not talk about it right now..."
<Tobias> Why not?!
* Anya dosen't pay any attention to anyone else, but to not walk over them. She
 raises her hand...
* ...  and BOOM! There's no more gate., just a big splintery opening leading
 into Temple. Which Anya strides through.
* Carter rises again. "Oh, my..." o.o;
* Elonith eyes Anya. "I don't like her already."
<Carter> So, um... we're supposed to go inside, right? Or are our guides coming
 back? *looks around for them, spreading senses out a bit*
* Elonith looks around for Boomer. "Where are you Rockman?!"
* Tobias wows! "That was great!!"
* "Nothing like her father at all." "Come. Us of the Commitee must pick up
 the slack of another abandoned charge...."
* Boomer and Livle walk back into view. Livle looks as calm as ever, while
 Boomer looks just as pissed as Anya did.
* Tobias mews? confused like.
* Carter waves nervously at the big rock guy and Livle.
* Elonith shrugs and smiles. "Anyways, Tobias, who... *made* you? I haven't
 seen anything or anyone like you before."
<Livle> I apologize for her actions.... *He looks at the gate* I suppose
 someone will have to fix that....
<Carter> If I can help, I'd be happy to...
<Elonith> Hey, I'll be more than happy to help.  I can move the stuff in place,
 all ya gotta do is hit the nails.
* Livle turns to Carter. "Not your fault." *then to Elo* "Or yours."
* Tobias oOs at Elonith,"Uh... my mommy and daddy?"
<Elonith> (A sentence without an ! from Tobias.  WHOO!)
<Carter> (Indeed.)
<Carter> (*notes that the ! found its way into Elonith's OOC comment*)
* Elonith eyes Tobias, as if studying a specemine. "Well, I guess that's
 possible." He returnes his gaze to just looking around. "So, where to?"
* Boomer growls. "Sorry, kid. I gotta try and settle her down before she does
 something else stupid. Sorry, Liv. Squirt here likes to be called Elo. Can
 you handle all three?"
<Elonith> I am not a squirt! *kiddie pout*
<Tobias> Is Anya is trouble?!
* Carter resists the urge to patpat Elonith on the head.
<Boomer> Hardly. I'ts not her I'm worried about, it's everyone else.
<Elonith> Yeah.  You'd better get after her before she hurts someone.  If she
 can pack that much firepower... that's gotta be pretty dangerous.
<Carter> One always must keep the nobility happy.
* Boomer nods. "Glad someone else understands that."
* He runs off into Temple. Whee!
<Carter> So, Mr. Livle, this is where we're supposed to go?
* Livle sighs. "This is Temple, yes. Or you might know it as Nexus."
* Carter looks around, half expecting to see a Protoss.
<Elonith> I prefer Nexus myself, but I'd think it goes by many names, correct?
* Tobias looks around, and his clothes change into a sterotypical black
 Japanese HS boy's uniform.
<Carter> How'd you do that?
<Livle> Yes. Different people call it different things.
* Elonith chuckles. "Nice. Transmutation or shapeshifting?"
* Carter looks at Tobias inquisitively.
* Livle blinks at Tobias. "A lively one. With wings, too."
* Tobias says,"Uh... I made them!"^^
<Carter> Oh. Impressive. *to Livle* Mr. Livle, should we go in?
* Elonith pouts. "And me without an analytical scanner..." He looks up to
 Mr. Livle. "We going in today Mister?"
<Livle> Yes.
<Elonith> (What was Livle again?  I forget. ^_^;)
<Livle> Forgive my patience, but I was just being cautious of young Anya.
<Tobias> She was really nice to me!
<Carter> Why was the Lady so upset?
<Elonith> Well, it looked like she was bored.  And I bet it had something to
 do with you, Tobias.
* Livle shrugs. "I don't pretend to understand humans.
( Livle is a four legged furry thing with long nails and a foxtail. ^_^; )
* Elonith chuckles. "Neither do I, honestly."
* Tobias asks Livle,"what are you?!"
<Carter> (Does Livle have arms? I've never been clear on that.)
<Elonith> (Oh, okay.)
<Carter> Humans are... a frightening lot, actually.
* There's another BOOM! off in the distance.
<Carter> ^^;
<Carter> *wince*
* Elonith rolls his eyes. "Let's go in before the medics start rushing thru."
* Carter walks to the opening, and enters.
<Livle> Oh dear. Well, there's nothing I can do. You are all hungry from your
 trip, right?
* Elonith skips into the opening. ^_^ "Kinda. Ya got good food here?"
<Carter> Quite.
* Tobias runs in!!"Yah!"
* Livle nods. "Yes. We have a multi-species compatible kitchen, if you'll
 just follow me."
<Carter> :9
* Livle walks along. Whee.
<Tobias> I want fish!!
* Elonith looks back at Livle and, well... follows.
* Carter sniffs hungrilly, trying to locate the promised kitchen.
<Tzezhin> (dinner soon.  I already ate so I should *hopefully* be able not to
 take too long, unless mom decides to harangue me some more)
* You all follow Livle! Well, I think you are. He leads you to a big building,
 which has a big hole in it.
* Livle clucks. "At least the kitchen survived."
* Elonith smirks. "Didn't at the last place I went to."
<Tzezhin> (I parse that as "chicken", not kitchen.  ^^)
* Livle shrugs, and walks through the big opening that wasn't designed into it.
 There's a hallway, and Monica poking her head out of the hallway.
<Elonith> (No, no.  You parse it as Chikin.)
* Err, out of one of the many doors in the hallway.
* Carter is focused on the kitchen, and heads that way, looking for food-like
 products.
<Elonith> (Don't forget to describe yourself, Monica. :P)
<Monica> (I have to check descriptions.  Hold on)
* Tobias runrunruns!
* Elonith shrugs and heads torwards the kitchen. No rush, really.
* Generic guy in high tech black body armor continues to try to get Tze to
 follow him. Wha. ;_;
* Livle walks into said room. It turns out to be the kitchen!
* Tzezhin , a tall thin man in a black trench-like overcoat wielding a long
 sword, continues to half-ignore, half-suspiciously edge away from the generic dude.
* It looks more like a medical storeroom, then a kitchen, but there -is- food,
 and you're all scanned as you enter.
* Monica is a ravishingly beautiful human woman with chocolate-brown hair down
 to her waist.
* Elonith frowns at the scanners. "Aw man. I hate those things."
* Carter scans back, relaying info.
* Monica has skin the color of natural linen, and it bears no flaws, as though
 she were formed of porcelain.
* Monica is dressed in black riding pants, a white linen blouse, and brown
 leather boots and gloves. She is draped in a violet riding cloak with gold
 embroidered patterns throughout.
<Guy> Hey, Liv! These two just woke up, they haven't been told anything yet!
<Tzezhin> (I IS GONE NOW.  @_@)
<Tzezhin> (will be back soon.)
* Monica eyes the entering gentlemen, and gets a sly look in her eye.
* Tzezhin eyes the odd group down the hallway, then walks away quickly quickly
 to explore the rest of the building.
* Guy groans, and tries to flag down Tze some more. ;_;
<Carter> ( Ha! Jex will never get the party together! )
* Tobias talks a mile a minute about random crap.
<Monica> <speaking in a sultry voice> Hello, gentlemen.
<Tzezhin> (I *can't* join the party now! I have to go!)
* Elonith looks up at Monica. "Hi lady!"
<Tzezhin> (10, 15 minutes.  HOpefully.)
* Livle looks at Monica. "Welcome to the Realm. ... human? You smell
 different than a human."
* Carter is focused on the menu/food on display/whatever, but manages to turn
 and bow gracefully at the lady present. "Greetings, Madam."
* Monica winks at Elonith. "My aren't you the cute one?"
* The kitchen whirs and clicks, and little holographic menus popup after
 everyones been scanned. Whoo.
<Monica> (Livle is a female?)
* Tobias looks at Monica,"Hi!" Then pays more attention to his menu,"I want fish!"
( Livle is a four legged thing, with natural fur, long nails, and a foxtail. >_> )
<Elonith> (Do they have trouble placing what Elo would eat based off of
 his... unique bio-makeup?)
* Monica saunters over to the youthful (and innocent?) Carter. "Hel-LO. See
 anything you like?" *wink*
* Carter studies his menu, and orders one of almost everything. And a few
 things that aren't normally considered food.
( Nope! But none of it looks very tasty, more, 'Recommended nutrionial
 supplement X and XX and G and etc. )
* Elonith looks up at the menu, as he picks stuff that's both tasteful and high
 in nutritional content. ^_^
* Carter blinks, and finally turns his gaze to the woman speaking to him.
 "Um, well, it at least looks nutritious." ^^;
( while the rest of you have more tradiotonal menus, with little marks next
 to nutrioniontally recommended ones. )
<Tobias> OHoh! I want chocolate too!
<Tobias> And a strawberry shake!
* Monica strokes Carter's hair. "Why don't you order something for me, too?"
* Elonith frowns. "Okay... Hey, Carter, mind ordering for me? I don't think
 they can place what I am here."
* Livle frowns at Monica. "What do you call me?"
<Elonith> (Retcon my earlier statement about selecting stuff, will ya Jex? ^_^)
* Carter scans Elonith... blinks, and shrugs, ordering him the equivalent of a
 trio of happy meals.
<Livle> No.. wrong words. What do I call you?
( Hee. ^_^; )
* Monica looks over her shoulder at Livle. "I didn't call you anything. Now,
 go meet up with some horsemen with a horn, won't you?"
* Carter steps back from the woman. ^^; He bows a bit. "What would you
 like, Madam?"
* Elonith eyes what Carter ordered. "Well, I guess I'm gonna have to make up
 the rest of my diet this way..." He picks a few things to make up for the
 glaring hole in his nutritional supplements.
<Livle> Ah.... name. Yes. I'm known as Livle, and am part of the welcoming
 commitee for this world. I do beleive you have not been told where you are yet."
* Monica looks down at Carter, and squeezes his bicep. "A strong young chap
 like yourself? I like whatever YUO like." *big grin*
<Tobias> Ohoh, and ice cream!
* Livle frowns. Then decides to quit trying, not liking being ignored.
* Monica runs her hand down Carter's back, resting it on his glutes. "You
 can call me Monica. And what's your name?"
* Tobias looks at Livle again,"We're in the realm, right?!"
* Elonith sits down. He pulls out his laptop and starts typing away. "Hey,
 ummm... Livle was it? What did she smell like?"
* Livle frowns at Tobias. "Anya didn't perform her responsbilites too well...."
* Monica 's ears perk up, and she looks over at Elonith...
* Carter looks at her closely... and blushes a bit. "Um... lesse..." studies
 his menu again... "Hm. I think a turkey, with gravy and cranberry sauce..."
 looks at her again... "Hm, need a bit more calcium... Oranges, and some
 sparkling apple cider. That should be sufficient, I hope, Madam?" *notices
 her hand, and jumps away*
<Carter> Erm... My name is Carter, Miss Monica.
* Elonith keeps typing away, paying attention to his surroundings while doing so.
<Tobias> Anya was really nice!
* Livle frowns more. "Orientation should fill in the gaps. Suffice to say
 passage to the Realm is one way."
<Monica> Monica will be fine, Carter.  No need to be jumpy.  We can be
 friends, can't we?
<Carter> Of course. *slight bow* Does the proffered meal sound amenable?
<Monica> A tasty selection, I must say.  Such a smart young man, Carter. 
 I'm very impressed.  You really know what a woman wants!
* Elonith shakes his head at Tobias's response. If anyone's paying attention,
 what he has up is the dictionary of an unknown language, as well as a copy of
 the what was on the monolith he started off, um... in.
* Monica runs a gloved hand across Carter's cheek.
<Carter> Glad to have been of assistance. *turns a bit red again* Um, if
 you'd excuse me... *edges towards Elo and his computer, taking a look at
 the machine*
* Elonith speeks quietly to Carter. "Whatch it Carter. She's being way too
 'friendly' if you ask me."
<Carter> ^^;
<Carter> What have you got here, Elonith? That's... wow, may I have a look at that?
<Monica> (Damnable PC's!  Immune to my charms!  Bah!)
<Carter> (Monica: Not immune... just very shy and conservative morals. :P )
* Tobias 's brain catches up with the world,"One way?"
<Elonith> (Okay.  So he thinks you like him.  So?  He's acting like a freakin'
 11 year old!  And you're not even compatable with him!)
<Elonith> (But he's seen it happen before, so nyah. :P)
* Monica takes advantage of the current course of conversation, and wanders
 over to Elonith, leaning over the table and taking a look at the 'thing'.
<Monica> "What sorcery is this?"
* Livle wasn't frowning for a second. Now that Tobias said what he did, it
 returns. "One way, yes. Poor creature.... Nekojin? I again apologize for
 Anya's lack of ... resonsibility."
* Elonith grins. "Hey, hey, no peeking into the rig." He quickly changes windows
 so it's not on such a private subject.
<Carter> It is called a 'laptop', Mis- erm, Monica.
<Carter> That seems to be quite the setup, Elonith. I am impressed. What are
 its specs?
<Tobias> I'm not a nekojin! I'ma Ysfallian! and Anya was nice! I'm sure she
 said lots of things I forgot!
<Monica> Well, Carter, *grinjiggle* I'm very familiar with laps.  And it's not
 usually a box that sits there. *winkwink*
<Carter> *o_o*;;;
* Elonith brings it up. "Oh, nothing much. Just your standard moleculartronic
 computer, quad-processors, about fifty terrabytes of RAM... I didn't bother
 with the AI setup though. Mean thing that can be."
* Monica pats Elonith on the head.
<Livle> ... She can be nice. She can be angry, too.
<Monica> "I'm sure we can find someone to take that demon out of you.
 Speaking in tongues.  Poor boy."
* Elonith waves his arms ineffectually, trying to get Monica's hand off his
 head. "What do I look like, a puppy?"
<Tzezhin> (back!)
<Carter> *on the screen, for just a moment, appeared a shocked looking "50...
 Terabytes?", before hastilly vanishing. Carter blushes even more furiously,
 and looks guilty*
<Carter> Monica, he was simply describing the specifications of this... truly
 remarkable... machine.
* Elonith blinks as he looks at the screen. "Hey, the AI shouldn't be
 functioning..." He types a little bit more on his rig, making sure it's in
 working order.
<Monica> "Now we're back on my turf.  Biting has its merit." *grin*
* The guard continues harrying Tze, trying to get him to get back with Monica
 so he can keep an eye on them both.
* Tobias looks at Monica,"Are you in heat?"
( Oh, dear. )
<Monica> (hahaha)
<Tobias> (^^)
* Tzezhin finally turns around, exasperated.  "If you will excuse me!  I am
 trying to fulfill my contract!"
<Tzezhin> (Poor Monica.  All the other players except Tze are little'uns.  XD)
<Carter> ( Carter's 17... )
* Elonith eyes Tzezhin. "Is the guard having trouble over there?"
<Tzezhin> (Isn't Monica like in her 20s?)
<Elonith> (Elo's 22...)
<Tobias> ( and Elonith not really a lil kid.)
* Monica scowls at Tobias. "I'll thank you to not use such terms to refer to me."
<Tzezhin> (To her, he looks like one, don't he?)
* Tobias looks confused,"Why not?"
<Monica> "I am a Lady, and don't you forget it, you cute little... umm... what
 are you?"
<Guard> I doubt your contract extends to here! Dammit, haven't you been
 listening? You're stuck here, and it's standard policy to go through
 orientation. And.... Ah, Liv! Help me out?
* Carter turns to Tobias, as well. "Tobias, one does not use such language in
 the presense of the fairer sex!"
* Monica dashes over to Carter and hugs him tightly. "Oh, my hero! Coming to
 my defense like that!"
<Tobias> ...but they go into heat...
<Carter> ( Tze: Do ya really think Elo's apparent age would stop Monica? )
<Tzezhin> (Has she made a play for him yet?)
<Elonith> (Yes.)
<Monica> (What's Elo's apparent age?  Doesn't he look, like... prepubescent?)
* Livle exits, approaching Tze. "Welcome to the Realm. I am Livle, part of the
 welcoming committee to help newcomers adjust to arrival here."
* Carter turns BRIGHT red, and tries to push her off without being rude. A
 nearly impossible task. "Mis- Mon- Please!"
<Elonith> (He looks around 10-12, usually.)
<Elonith> (Well, more like 8-12)
( My god. This group is going to be chaos. .... .more so when Anteia gets in
 there. @_@; )
* Tzezhin looks the creature up and down.  "Are you now."
<Tzezhin> (*Ob*viously.  XD)
<Tobias> ( Watch as Jex learns to herd cats.)
<Monica> (it wasn't a play, Elo, it was patronizing to the little boy :P)
* Tzezhin swings his sword around, although he doesn't try to slicey dicey or
 anything.  "And how do I know you're not another of Yserdahl's tricks?
( Hey, I can herd -cats- )
<Elonith> (Ah, okay.)
* Livle frowns. He's been doing a lot of that. "Yserdahl...?"
<Carter> ( Of *course* it was. </sarcasm> )
<Tzezhin> (...where the *hell* did that "e" come from?  O_o)
* Elonith eyes Tzezhin. He reaches his left hand for a crystal around his neck,
 and his right hand straight at the sword Tzezhin is carrying.
<Tzezhin> The mage Ysrdahl.
<Tzezhin> (Oh, Jex, have you told the players with magic about Tze's little "trick"?)
* Carter continues trying to get the...shapely...woman to let him go. He
 seems to be finding it hard to breathe.
<Elonith> (No magic here, unfortunately for you. :P)
<Tzezhin> I was *this* close to...finishing my job.  And then I woke up in
 this place.
<Carter> (Tze: Only what we say in thy intro. )
<Tzezhin> (Oh okay.  That works.)
* Dicesuke throws the bones for Elonith (2d6) and gets 5.
( Oh, dear. ;_; )
( Tze! Bod roll +4! )
* Dicesuke throws the bones for Tzezhin (2d6+4) and gets 14.
* Monica releases Carter with a kiss on the cheek and a hand running down his arm.
<Tzezhin> ("Dear Dicey.  I'm sorry to say that I hate you.)
* Carter looks very releieved, and very embarrassed.
<Tzezhin> (Actually, that's a lie.  I'm not sorry about it at all!  Not at
 all!  Yahahaa!")
* There's a slight 'Ting!' Well, two. One, as Tze's sword is forcibly ripped
 from his hands, and another as the various orders are finished being made.
* Carter rubs his cheek selfconsciously.
* Elonith motions, and the sword floats torwards him. He doesn't move his hand
 away from his necklace.
* Tzezhin reaches into his jerkin, whips out his pistol and looks about wildly
 for the source of the "magic."  "I knew it!"
* Carter o_Os at that, and tries to examine the mechanism analytically.
<Carter> (er, the mechanism of the levitating sword)
* Tzezhin sights the what-looks-to-be young boy, pegs him as the source, then
 holds his gun inside his coat and stalks towards the group, his eyes narrowing.
* Monica eyes Elonith, and gives a respectful nod.
* Tobias ooooooos! and then notices the sword,"Why you doing that? That's stealing!!"
<Elonith> I know what I'm doing.  Just relax.
* Monica sits next to Carter, placing her hand on his thigh.
* Carter makes a decision, and walks over to interpose himself between Elonith
 and the violent newcomer. "Elonith... he's training a gun on you... Mister,
 please, let's talk this over rationally... " *he looks terrified.
* Tzezhin stops in front of the group, his face blank.  "Return my sword."
<Carter> (Um, Monica, I wasn't sitting... )
* Tobias takes a bite of his icecream, watching with wide eyes.
* Elonith has the sword levitate into his hand, where he grips it. "Nice weapon.
 Fine craftsmanship..." He looks up at Tzezhin. "Whatever qualms you had on the
 outside, they matter nothing here." He reaches behind him and a small barrier
 springs into existance around him. "Now now, I'm not going to take it."
<Monica> (nm then.  /me erases last comment)
* Livle sighs. "Chaos."
<Elonith> I just want you to listen to what these people have to say.  I've
 seen enough worlds ruined by extra-dimensional travel, and I will not let
 another one go the same way."  His eyes flare blue.
<Monica> A mage, eh?
<Tzezhin> Return...my...sword.
<Monica> "Excuse me, Mister Swordsman, weren't you looking for a mage?"
<Tzezhin> (The Sword shall not be messed with!  @_@)
<Carter> Mister... please stop pointing that gun at us...
<Livle> It wouldn't be the first time people have fought due to misunderstandings....
<Tzezhin> ('M not pointing at it, I have it in my coat for ready use.)
<Tzezhin> (er, not pointing it.)
<Carter> ( Ah. )
<Tzezhin> (Tzezhin's paranoid-psycho, but he's not about to stick his gun
 where Elo can get that, too.)
* Carter gets out of the way to let the force-field protected boy deal with
 it, then.
* Elonith eyes Tzezhin, his eyes returning to normal. He continues speaking in
 a calm manner. "I'm going to return it, don't you worry. I just want you to
 promise me you'll listen to what these two have to say."
* Tzezhin 's last name is not Swordsman, so he ignores Monica.  Hey, it's not
 like he knows that the others' last names aren't Swordsman.
<Tzezhin> I see no reason to trust you.
<Elonith> The fact that I didn't throw you across the room should be reason enough.
* Livle facepalms. Man, he's cracking fast.
* Carter wavers a bit on his feet. "Blast it. If I'm going to die here, I'm not
 dying hungry." *sits in front of his mass of food, and systematically devours
 it. Sometimes crushing some mineral-like substances before eating them, too.
<Tzezhin> You have taken my property.  Were I not currently on assignment, that
 alone would cause you to be my enemy.
<Monica> Yeah.  He's a mage.  Can't trust their kind.  But he DOES have your sword.
* Monica sits next to Carter. Over her shoulder, she says to Tzezhin: "You can
 get him later while he's sleeping. For now, you don't have much choice."
<Tzezhin> (Seriously, I was.  ^^ )
<Carter> *munchmunchmunchmunchdevourmunchmunch*
* Elonith glances over at Monica. "I bet your pardon. I know no more magic than
 the average person, I assure you." He places the weapon on the table. "Now, I
 leave the decision up to you. Either listen, or I'll make you listen." His
 eyes flare red, then flicker back to normal.
<Tzezhin> I don't deal with thieves.
* Livle -eyes- Monica. And then Elonith.
* Monica uses her left hand to taste some food, and her right hand to distract
 Carter's leg.
* Tobias umms... and eats his fishy!^^
* Elonith gets up to get his food, the field flickering out of existance. "Suit yourself."
* Carter doesn't notice while he's eating... which should last another 45.7
 seconds, before he's left with nothing but the containers to eat. ...which he
 does, a few of them.
* Tzezhin strides over and takes The Sword back.
* Elonith glances over at the speed and ferocity that Carter attacks his food.
 "Hmmm... heightened metabolism."
<Carter> Um... Monica... could you *squeeks* stop *unsqueeks* doing that?
<Monica> "Oh, I'm sorry.  I didn't realize..."
* Elonith glances over at Tzezhin again. "And I suggest you don't bear weapons
 in this place. It can prove... hazerdous to your health."
<Carter> ( And strange metabolism, too. There was some plastic and a couple
 carcinogens in the containers eaten. )
<Carter> Thanks. ^^;
* Tzezhin looks at Elonith.  "Your suggestion has been noted."
<Carter> Ahhh... that was good.
* Elonith gets his food, which consists of the nutrients that he orderd, as
 well as the Happy Meals. "Man, nobody knows what you need anymore." He
 proceeds to eat the tablets and happy meals.
* Monica stands and walks over to Tzezhin. "I don't know how, but these bins
 created food out of nothing."
* Carter takes note of the types of nutrients Elonith ordered for himself,
 for future reference.
* The bins whir and hum and stuff. Whee!
<Tzezhin> Food from nothing?
* Monica whispers to Tzezhin: "That mage is dangerous. We'll have to watch him."
* Tzezhin hmms.
<Tzezhin> Nothing about Ysrdahl's magic is *ever* beneficial.
<Tzezhin> Very well.  I take this as adequate evidence, for now.
* Carter looks to Tobias. "So... if this is not a rude question, what manner of
 creature are you?"
<Monica> <to Tzezhin> So, you're a man on a mission?  Very admirable.  Perhaps
 we can discuss this further at a later time.
* Elonith begins to type away again. This time the screen's on a database of
 various medieval weaponry. He runs a search on Tzezhin's sword while he's at it.
* Tzezhin re-sheathes The Sword across his back and tucks away his pistol.
<Tobias> I'm a ysfallian!
* Elonith nods. "Just like I thought. That's not a normal sword, is it?"
* Elonith blinks and starts typing away about Tobias. So much information, so
 little time.
<Tzezhin> (Oh, forgot to give a descrip of the sword--it's like a weird cross
 between a chinese longsword and a broadsword.  One-handed though.)
<Carter> Oh. Do your people have any contact with intelligent races not their own?
* Tzezhin glances at Monica.  "Hn.  Perhaps."
<Elonith> (So it's like a bastard sword?)
<Monica> "Excuse me, mister mage, perhaps you could stop being so inquisitive.
 Perhaps some of us have sensitive issues we don't want revealed to the whole
 world!"
* Monica points her head at Tze
<Tzezhin> (Well yeah.  Remember, it's half-Vorpal!)
* Tobias shakes his head,"Nope! We've never heard of any people that wern't
 on Ysfall!"
* Elonith glances back at Monica. "I still assure you, I am *not* a mage. I'm
 a psionic. I've dealt with enough magic already, thank you very much."
<Tzezhin> On that point at least, he is correct.
<Carter> I see. I'd never met any non-humans or -terrans before, either.
<Tzezhin> I sensed no magic being performed.
<Carter> Wait, true psi? Magic? Oh, my, this place is wierd...though exciting...
 if only I had a way to get a message home...
<Carter> Are you a telepath, too, Elonith?
<Monica> Whatever you call it, he's asking a little too much to be couth, no?
<Tobias> Whats a terran?!
<Monica> Terra?  Earth?
<Carter> Um... mostly the same as a human, actually.
* Elonith keeps typing away. "No, not a telepath. Just a teek."
* Carter nods to Monica.
<Elonith> It's a... 'gift' from my ancestors.
* Tzezhin raises an eyebrow at Monica.  Strange question for her to be asking.
* Tobias ooohs."Whats huma like? Ysfall is pretty with a lot of forests and
 waterfalls!"
<Carter> *looks nervously at her now that she's shown some knowledge of those
 two being the same place*
<Monica> Where are you from?  It's a rare country that _I've_ not visited.
<Tzezhin> (Huma....that is awesome!  *laughs*)
<Tobias> (Well, it is logical!:>)
<Carter> Um.. Tobias, the planet is called 'Earth'.
<Tzezhin> (Yes, which is why it's awesome.  XD)
( Hee! )
<Carter> Monica, to answer your question, I'm from the Kingdom of Sol. *almost
 cringes as he says that*
* Tzezhin begins, almost in spite of himself, to take an interest in the
 conversation. "So you all are....Earthi?"
<Tzezhin> (Tobias ain't the only one with MAD LOGIC.  XD)
* Tobias blinks,"Then why arn't you called Earthers? Or Earthlings? Or Earthians?
 Or Earthons? Or Earthions? Or Earthites? Or Earthmen? Or..."
* Monica strides over to Carter. "Oh, my poor Carter. I'm sorry. I didn't mean
 to bring up a sore point." She hugs him and strokes his back.
<Carter> Often, we're called Earthlings.
* Tzezhin looks around at everyone with his black eyes.  Black as in black
 where white should be, on a human.
<Tzezhin> What an odd appellation.
<Tzezhin> Most....
* Elonith chuckles. He looks up at Tzezhin. "Hey, nice trick. Maybe I should
 try that some time."
* Livle shakes his head. Too many different confusing words to him being thrown
 about. @_@;
* Carter hugs back, and actually crys a bit before remembering himself, and
 pushing her away, almost ashamed. "I'm sorry."
<Tzezhin> ....illogical.
* Tzezhin blinks at Elonith.  "Try what?"
* Tobias hms and pours his strawberry shake onto his icecream! then puts the
 chocolate in too!
<Elonith> The eye-thing.  See?
* Elonith changes his eyes to be identical to Tzezhin's.
* Tzezhin starts, then puts his hand to his jacket...
* Carter breaths deeply a couple times, visibly calming himself.
* Elonith changes them back to their normal state. "Relax, I'm not going to bite you."
* Monica gets a little angry, her cloak rising up a few inches off her shoulders.
* Tzezhin then draws it away.  "What manner of being are you?"
<Monica> Damn it, mage!  Stop scaring the swordsman!
* Livle clucks softly. "Thats not magic."
* Tzezhin finally cottons on to Monica's little names.  "He is not a mage.
 And I am not scared."
* Tzezhin looks at Livle too.  "Come to think of it, what manner of being are *you*?"
<Carter> *wipes his cheeks dry* Elonith, please, don't cause trouble... *turns
 to the swordsman* Sir, perhaps we should introduce ourselves? My name is
 Carter Delger. *bows, then approaches with an outstretched hand*
* Monica 's cloak settles back on her shoulders. "Could have fooled me, going
 for your sword like that."
<Monica> "And whatever you call it, it's not natural.  That's magic if ever I saw it."
<Tzezhin> (He sheathed The Sword across his back.)
<Tzezhin> (I was going for the gun actually.  Same difference, from your point of view.)
<Livle> I am a Mytrite. One of the few that can passably be called native to this land.
* Tzezhin shakes his head.  "It is not.  Believe me...I would know."
* Elonith chuckles. "I'm not sure I could tell you what I am. But, if you want
 a real explaination, I'm one of the few successful genetic expirements crossing
 two completly different species. Human, I'm sure you know, but the other is
 something that I don't think *anyone* has seen around here. At least not in
 a really long time..."
* Monica winks at Carter. "That's my smart, brave little man. I'm Monica."
* Monica walks over to Tzezhin and hugs him.
<Tzezhin> (Whoops, sorry Carter, didn't see that.  ^^)
* Tzezhin swings out of Monica's grasp and his hands go to a defensive stance.
 "What do you think you're doing?"
* Elonith waves his hand as a signal about 'that's enough'. "I really don't want
 to speak about it anymore. It brings back some... painful memories."
* Tzezhin looks over at Carter and clasps him by the forearm.  "Greetings."
<Monica> "It's a hug, you big cutie!  I'm saying hello!"
<Tzezhin> Are you now.
* Tobias mmmmmms and eats his mixture of food.
<Tzezhin> Life must be quite odd wherever *you* come from.
* Carter returns the grasp, and pumps twice firmly, his grip steady. "I am
 pleased to meet you. By what name would you be known, sirrah?"
<Tzezhin> (that was to Monica, not Elo.  ^^)
<Monica> "You can't honestly be afraid of me, can you?  I'm very affectionate!"
<Carter> ( ...WE NOTICED... )
( *snerk* )
* Tobias pipes up,"I'm Tobias Tacita! I'm from Ysfall!"
<Tzezhin> ...hn.  I suppose it does little harm.
* Elonith smiles as the two big problems are taking care of themselves. He
 types away, munching on some goodies. "We know that already Tobias. Now,
 please settle down."
<Tzezhin> I am Tzezhin M'haron of Kotnje.
<Tzezhin> (I'm a problem?  ;-;)
* Tobias points at Tzezhin,"He didn't know!" and eats more suger.
<Carter> Pleasure to meet you, Tzezhin M'haron of Kotnje. *pronounces it
 identically to how Tze did*
<Elonith> Tzezhin, eh?  And you come from a place with magic?  Intriuging.
<Tzezhin> My name intrigues you?
( 'Give him sugar and watch his molecular structure vibrate.' )
<Tzezhin> (has Elonith introduced himself yet?)
* Monica closes with Tzezhin again for a hug. "Welcome, Tzezhin!"
* Elonith looks up at Tzezhin smiling innocently. "Not your name, silly. Where
 you come from, Mr. M'haron!"
* Carter backs away a bit from the Monica-Tzezhin forming group.
* Tzezhin backs away from Monica.  "I know that the one with the...artifact is
 neither a mage or a magic being.  But what are you?  Some sort of
 succubus subspecies?"
<Carter> o.o
* Elonith glances over at Monica. "She looks like a succubus to me." ^_^
<Carter> O.O
<Monica> *blinkblink*
<Monica> "Excuse me?"
* Tzezhin glances over at Carter, who he saw Monica making da moves on. "You
 are aware that her type steals souls, are you  not?"
* Livle perks up. "Succubus?" *sniffs the air visibly*
<Monica> "I've never been so insulted in my life!"
* Tzezhin returns his attention to Elonith.  "I am of Kjarnan; Kjarnani."
<Carter> S-succubus? *looks terrified* A demon?
<Monica> "Will you all STOP throwing that awful word around?"
* Livle frowns. Hey, it's a step down from almost cracking or trying to keep up
 with the unfamiliar words.
<Tzezhin> Some call them so.
* Tobias OOs,"A demon?! We're gonna die!!"
* Elonith goes back to typing. He speaks in a computer-type tone. "Records
 indicate that succubuses are indeed demons. And they usually lure their prey
 into a false sense of security by seducing them, then consume the soul when
 the victim least expects it. >beep<"
* Carter scans Monica. "Miss, I apologize, but I wish to ascertain the validity
 of these accusations." He concentrates full analytical senses on her.
* Monica picks up Elonith's 'lap-top'.
<Monica> "I don't like being called a demon!"
* Elonith keeps a hold on his lap-top. "Hey! Let go!"
* Monica closes her hand tightly
<Carter> ( So... what does she register as? )   Monica! Stop that!
* Tobias protects his food! By eating the rest of it!
* Elonith eyes Monica. "Look, I'll stop calling you a demon. Just put the laptop down."
* Carter moves up to restrain her. (Yay! Go, Tobias!)
* Tzezhin hehs at Tobias.  "I doubt that; if she were a succubus she has not
 many forms of attack."
* Elo, Monica. Opposed body rolls to get possession of laptop.
* Dicesuke throws the bones for Monica (2d6) and gets 8.
* Dicesuke throws the bones for Elonith (2d6+2) and gets 9.
<Tzezhin> (if it breaks now...that's as psycho as me dying in the tower.  ^^)
<Elonith> (Lesse.. that's a fail by 3.)
<Elonith> (And that thing had better not break.)
<Tzezhin> (I think the laptop should do a body roll.)
<Tzezhin> (WITH ACRO)
<Elonith> (...)
* Whoo! Elo wins the tug of war for the laptop.
<Monica> "There.  I gave you your 'lap-top' back."
<Carter> Monica, I am afraid that you have been found guilty of the accused
 state of being.
<Monica> "Keep off the demon word.  I'm a Lady."
* Carter draws himself up to his full height, though he still looks nervous.
<Livle> .... Agh. Stop fighting!
<Tzezhin> (A witch!  A witch!  Burn her!)
* Elonith eyes Monica.
* Monica turns her eyes on Carter, and her cloak rises up again. There is
 no affection in her eyes.
* Elonith turns to Livle as he puts his laptop away.
<Monica> "You, young man, would do well to keep your opinions to yourself."
<Tzezhin> ....however, perhaps this subspecies has different powers.
<Livle> You ... you violent things. *he clucks to himself rapidly.*
* Carter flinches under her gaze, and mumbles something under his breath.
* Elonith blinks and pulls it out again. He blinks, and types some info on it.
<Tzezhin> (<Livle> Oh!  You horrible, terrible, violent BEINGS!  Oh!)
<Elonith> (Shut up MaryAnne.)
<Monica> (haha)
<Tzezhin> (Jex started it!)
( did not! >_> )
* Elonith nods while typing away.
* Tobias eeps and watches, his tail twitching her and there.
<Tzezhin> (Did too!)
* Tzezhin stands beside Carter.  He watches Monica steadily, though he is
 still unarmed.
( Did not! )
<Tzezhin> (Did too!)
( Did s'not! )
<Tzezhin> (Did too infinity!)
* Elonith types away.
<Monica> You think I'm a succubus?  I'll prove I'm not!
( Snot and glue, all to you! )
<Carter> I would greatly like to see that, Madam.
* Monica reaches out to Carter, and pulls him in for a kiss.
<Carter> ( 'snot funny. )
* Carter backs away!
* Elonith grabs Carter, trying to keep him away from Monica.
<Tzezhin> (I'm rubber, you're glue!  Whatever you say bounces off
 me, STICKS TO YOU!)
<Carter> ( Aren't we mature! )
( Er.... oh... damn. Wha! ;_; )
* Tzezhin steps between Carter and Monica.  
<Tzezhin> (Nyah!)
<Tzezhin> (Seg: Indeedy do we are.)
<Monica> "How can I prove my kiss doesn't kill if I can't kiss anyone?"
( Neener. =p )
<Tzezhin> That is exactly what a succubus would say to those who learned
 of her nature.
<Monica> Mr. Mage, what does the top of your lap say about a succubus's kiss?
<Livle> The Realm is not a place to bring your old grudges to. Please, try
 and be peaceful?
* Elonith eyes Monica. "Exactly. Let's see... effects range anywhere from
 paralyzation, to mind-control, to insanity, to drained health, to death."
<Tzezhin> And loss of soul.
* Tobias eeks! and loooks at Monica oo.
* Elonith nods. "That is categorized under a form of 'death'."
<Tzezhin> Ah, so?  Interesting.
<Carter> *those near Carter can hear him praying very quietly under his breath*
<Tzezhin> In my country the body of one with a loss of soul can still function.
<Monica> So, if I kiss someone, and none of those things happens, then I
 can't be a succubus, can I?
<Tzezhin> Your...artifact has an oddly poetic way of phrasing it.
* Elonith types away. "Actually, it's considered a 'supernatural power',
 meaning you can activate and de-activate it at will. Isn't that right?" His
 eye sharpens as he looks up at Monica.
<Tzezhin> However, if you *are*, and you attempt to seduce one of us, the
 unlucky being would suffer the symptoms listed.
<Tzezhin> I prefer not to take the chance.  I believe the rest feel the same.
<Monica> "I only know what I was taught in church.  The top of your lap is
 somewhat more informed than I, it appears."
<Monica> "Are you all afraid of women?"
<Carter> On the contrary, I respect them greatly.
<Monica> "Will no one accept the silk of my lips to prove my innocence?"
* Tobias says,"Don't touch me!!"
* Livle clucks oddly, reminiscint of a laugh.
<Tzezhin> I do not fear women.  But I do not like liars or succubi.
* Elonith nods. "It contains huge cashes of information... Pretty much
 everything from my home-world."
<Carter> However, I know you to be not-human. And the readings match
 something...unnatural.
<Elonith> Or, home-universe, if you will.
<Tzezhin> Or thieves, and a succubus is one of the worst thieves--a thief of soul.
<Monica> "Does your lap know when it hears the truth, sorcerer?
<Carter> ( Besides, Carter wouldn't even be a mouthful for her. :P )
<Tzezhin> (....)
<Tzezhin> (...no comment.)
( ..... .. ..... same here. )
* Livle picks something from one of the holographic menus. Whee.
<Carter> ( Wow, that is a double entendre, isn't it. )
* Elonith chuckles as he types away. "Actually, it doesn't have a verbal command
 processor. I've been working on it, but it's been a slow project of mine."
<Monica> "No man I have ever kissed has lost more of his heart than he willingly gave to me."
<Monica> And each of their souls is as intact now as when I met him.
* Elonith mumbles. "It's times like this I wish I was psychic..."
<Tzezhin> Before or after you activated your power of mind control?
<Monica> If I had mind control, don't you think at least ONE person in this
 room would be on my side?"
<Elonith> Something tells me our wills are too powerful for you to turn. And
 it usually takes effort for that as well.
<Carter> Not if you were trying to prove your innocence. A classic witch-trial
 dillemma, for those lacking the appropriate information.
* Elonith nods and types.
<Monica> And in classic witch trials, it is the innocent who burn most often.
* Tobias is scared quiet!
<Elonith> Okay, if you *still* have doubts, maybe this will clear your mind.
<Tzezhin> ...why would anyone burn a wit--whatever.
<Monica> (haha tze)
* Livle gets what he ordered up, and munches on what looks like a piece of
 soggy black wood. He takes position behind Elo, peeking over at the laptop.
* Elonith turns his laptop around to show a scan of a typical Succubus and that
 of Monica. They are almost identical in the life-signs and such.
<Tzezhin> (Kjarnan is a very interesting planet, suffice it to say.  ^^)
<Monica> Your illusions mean nothing to me, wizard.
<Elonith> This is not an illusion, I assure you.  And I am not a wizard either.
* Tzezhin nods.  "If he were a wizard, we would not now be in this situation."
<Carter> ...perhaps we should find out what matter it is whether she is a human
 or otherwise, and then make our decisions. It isn't like banishing her, even
 were she a succubus, is possible here.
<Monica> Fine.  Think what you will.  Where is this oriental you want us to attend?
<Livle> Reputation here means nothing, only if they drag it with them. Are
 succubi... voilent? Do not presume to judge one by what it is, but instead
 by who it is.
<Tzezhin> We would not need to banish her, only to keep constantly on guard.
<Elonith> <in a kidlike voice> But who you are does not matter to me. I'm a
 firm believer in giving fair chance, and I see no reason to hold a grudge
 against Monica.
<Monica> That cat/squirrel is more likely to be a demon than me. *points to Tobias*
<Tzezhin> At least, as far as I know.  She seems to have some different powers
 than the succubi in my country.
<Tzezhin> Him?  He's harmless.  An ijranir.
* Livle nods at Monica. "An orientation. A basic gathering of information, that
 will hopefully fill in gaps of knowledge that exist. Also the general rules
 of the land."
* Carter bows to the not-so-wronged lady. "I do appologize for the intrusion.
 Perhaps we could still be civil, or friends."
<Monica> Then let's get to it.  I need to find Joshua.  He'll know a way to get out of here.
<Carter> Is Joshua also-- never mind. that was rude.
<Livle> ... Joshua?
* Monica turns to Livle. "The man I arrived with. I assume he is enduring like
 punishment for being a student?"
* Elonith closes his laptop. "I highly doubt that. From what I hear, this land
 is blocked by a hyper-dimensional time-flux field. In other words, the only
 way you're getting out is, well... You're not. Let's put it that way."
* Tobias asks,"What kinda student?"
* Tzezhin blinks.  "Hn."
<Livle> Hang on, please. I will inquire with the ones who brouhgt you here.
* Livle bows, and exits the kitchen. Whee!
<Tzezhin> (since when would Livle know a colloquialism like "hang on"?  :P)
* Monica follows Livle
<Carter> ( Just now! His language processor got better! )
* Elonith types. "At least that's what everyone thinks... I have a few theories, though..."
( Slip of the tongue. The magical dohhickey that lets everyone understand each
 other dosen't work so well on him. ^_^; )
<Tzezhin> (heh heh)
* Carter follows, as well. Keeping all senses on high alert.
* Livle flags down the guard from before. "This one... did she have any
 companions with her when she emerged from the gate?"
* Monica pushes Carter back. "Excuse me. I'm going to find Joshua. You aren't invited."
<Monica> "Traitor."
<Carter> I am sorry, Madam. But it was you who was being deceptive. *quietly*
 Even more than I....
* The guard nods. "Yeah. Nene got here yesterday with him and he's heading to
 Lifa district now."
* Carter looks a bit guilty, nonetheless.
<Tzezhin> (a Hawaiian goose got here yesterday?  Awesome!)
<Monica> Then I'll need an escort to this 'Lifa District'.
<Livle> It ... can be arranged.
<Livle> I would prefer if you all went through orientation first, however.
<Carter> Orientation sounds like a good idea.
* Tzezhin shrugs.  "...hn."
<Monica> Make it quick.
<Carter> I truly apologize to any I may have offended. Especially you, Tzezhin,
 and you, Monica. Perhaps we can start over?
<Monica> I doubt it.
<Livle> You are all nice and goosed, then?
<Monica> It's too bad, really.  It could have been fun.  But I tire of people
 accusing me of evil.
<Tzezhin> *You* have not offended me, Carter Delger.
<Tzezhin> (-Delger.  That's a Fanfan quirk.  ^^)
* Livle frowns. "Not goosed... eaten to your fill?"
* Carter sighs. "I am glad, sir. I am sorry, Monica. Let us hope my accusations
 prove as unjustified as your offense claims."
<Monica> (How does one go about delging?)
* Elonith looks up and smiles. "Like I said, I have no problems with you.
 Although you can be so silly some times."
<Livle> Goosed? Gassed? Fillen? Ah. Is everyone nice and fillened? If so, then
 we may continue to Orientation.
<Monica> Where's this god-forsaken orientation?  Let's get to it.  I don't want
 to be here any longer than prudence requires.
<Livle> Eager to reclaim lost ties.... Very well. Follow me.
<Carter> I have eaten sufficeintly. Though I will probably be hungry again in
 an hour.
* Livle walks along the hallway, and yeah. Faaadddeeeeoouutt.
* Elonith gets up and packs. "We're going? Okay..."
* Tzezhin looks around at everyone else leaving and shrugs again.  "....hn."
<Tzezhin> (silly old bear.)