Host Little_Pile_of_Goo says:
[[[[[========= Prism Theta Mission 2001-02 - Stardate 10102.07 =========]]]]]
Peter says:
::looks around the commons for the others::
Migule says:
::Sitting around a group of people meditating with them::
Nixa says:
::in the gym.. working off some stess before dinner::
Host Carol says:
::wandering around, looking sexy::
Qua`Lat says:
::Meditating and listening to the voices near the trees::
Merton says:
:: Looking at the People in the Prison,looking for something to happen::
Gregory_Faulkner says:
::making another walk through the main hall::
Host Willick_Pou says:
::sitting in the common area watching the world go by::
Lophin_Prel says:
::keeping a close ey eon the CO without makijng it obvious, ready to move to help either the CO or one of teh other teams::
Host Little_Pile_of_Goo says:
ACTION: The Robed Meditator next to Qua'Lat, suddenly stands up and heads towards the replicators
Peter says:
::spots Gregory and walks over::
Nixa says:
::climbs down off the pull up bar and hits the floor.. falls to her knees in exhaustion and gasping::
Merton says:
::looks at Gregory and Peter::
Host Carol says:
::checking out various males::
Host Little_Pile_of_Goo says:
<Caped Man>   ::Walks up to Pou::  Pou:  You are sitting in my area.
Migule says:
::notices there is a slight rush of air as some one moving and glances::
Gregory_Faulkner says:
::sees Peter approach him and stops walking to meet with him::
Nixa says:
::stands up and stretches out.. feeling better.. but not much more real then when she started.. picks up her towel and heads off::
Peter says:
Gregory: So... what has your wanderings around the compound offered?
Host Little_Pile_of_Goo says:
<Ferengi>  ::Approaches Carol::  Carol: Two luxury rations for an hour of your time...
Host Carol says:
::sees a promising Ferengi and bats eyelashes a bit::
Gregory_Faulkner says:
Peter: Nothing much, I'm afraid, I'be tried to locate that guy Ryder again, but no luck so far.....
Nixa says:
::returns to the commons and the replicator.. for a drink and another towel::
Host Willick_Pou says:
Caped: I don't see your name on it
Host Carol says:
Ferengi: What would you do with that time? ::shows a bit of shoulder::
Gregory_Faulkner says:
Peter: you got any luck so far as to the question who Halton might be..?
Lophin_Prel says:
::looks at the CO, and moves closer to him::
Host Little_Pile_of_Goo says:
<Caped> Pou: You aren't seeing with all your eyes then... Now Move.
Host Little_Pile_of_Goo says:
<Ferengi> Carol:  ::Stuttering:: Ooo - Ooomax
Host Willick_Pou says:
Caped: Maybe I'm not. But maybe I am trying to see with all my eyes
Peter says:
Gregory: Your guess is as good as mine. I did some searching before we got here, but couldn't even find a picture of a toe.
Migule says:
::Hears the disturbance and looks over at them frowning::
Host Little_Pile_of_Goo says:
<Robed Meditator> ::Accesses the replicator and downloads a padd and returns to the group::
Host Carol says:
Ferengi: You better not try anything... un-nice when my hand is on your ear... Other than that...
Nixa says:
::drinks slowly and sighs.. wiping her face off.. spots the Commander and some caped man.. looks on around the room::
Host Little_Pile_of_Goo says:
<Caped> Pou: How limited you are with two...
Qua`Lat says:
::Moves next to the robed meditator::
Migule says:
::gose back to his meditation still concentrating on the CO::
Merton says:
::looks at Nixa and then at The CO::
Host Willick_Pou says:
Caped: Four would be so much better
Gregory_Faulkner says:
::smiles faintly::  Peter: Well, I guess we are stuck for the moment...but we have time against us...  ::winks Merton to join them::
Nixa says:
::walks toward the Commander.. water still in hand::
Peter says:
::looks over towards the replicators, and sees the CO talking to someone:: Gregory: Perhaps that's a good sign.
Merton says:
::moves to Gregory and Peter::
Host Little_Pile_of_Goo says:
<Caped> ::Looks at Pou strangely:: Pou: Not as good as 16 ... ::Opens his eyes wide, showing that his eyes are faceted like a bugs::
Lophin_Prel says:
::gets the closet to Pou he can get without making it obvious::
Host Carol says:
::comes a step closer to the Ferengi::
Host Little_Pile_of_Goo says:
<Caped> Pou: Now move...
Qua`Lat says:
Robed meditator: Greetings.
Gregory_Faulkner says:
Peter: I hope so...  Merton: Did you find anything odd till now...?
Peter says:
::hopes Merton has better news::
Merton says:
Gregory: Nope,except... that ::points at the CO and the Caped man::
Merton says:
rn: Merton: Gregory: Nope,except... that ::points at the CO and the Caped man::
Nixa says:
::turns and has a seat at a table.. rubs her head and looks around more.. spots the meditators and decides that might help.. leaves the water and heads that way::
Host Little_Pile_of_Goo says:
<Robed> Qua'Lat: By way of the unseen, I greet you.
Host Willick_Pou says:
Caped: Give me a good enough reason and I'll go quietly. MAybe if you knew where a friend of mine was I could go and visit him
Host Little_Pile_of_Goo says:
<Caped> Pou: Who?
Host Carol says:
::goes away witht eh Ferengi::
Peter says:
Merton: I hope so. Lets wander around and see what other opportunities present themselves.
Qua`Lat says:
Robed: I'm interested of your way. I've heard and read about it a lot.
Host Little_Pile_of_Goo says:
<Ferengi> ::Shudders with glee as he leads the female to his cell::
Host Willick_Pou says:
Caped: I used to know a man called Halton. I heared he was here. Do you know him?
Gregory_Faulkner says:
Peter/Merton: Agreed....let's move it...
Host Little_Pile_of_Goo says:
<Robed> Qua'Lat: What do you know?
Merton says:
Peter:I know what Prison is like.....boring
Nixa says:
::sits down with Qua`Lat and the others.. towel still over her neck::
Host Little_Pile_of_Goo says:
<Caped> Pou: I know of him, but I do not associate with underlings.
Host Carol says:
::strokes the Ferengi's ear::
Qua`Lat says:
Robed: I know a lot more than you would expect.
Lophin_Prel says:
::can now overhear Pou's conversation::
Host Little_Pile_of_Goo says:
<Ferengi> Carol: OOooo.. Harder.. I like it rough.
Host Willick_Pou says:
Caped: His status here is not my concern. Do you know where he might be. I'd like to catch up on old times with him
Gregory_Faulkner says:
::resumes his path through the Main Hall, observing the inmates, trying to imagine how Halton may look like::
Host Little_Pile_of_Goo says:
<Robed> Qua'Lat: You know of the way.  How have you contributed?
Peter says:
::begins to wander around, slowly making his way towards the main hall::
Host Carol says:
::pinches the Ferengi's ear a little::
Host Little_Pile_of_Goo says:
<Ferengi>  ::Moans in ecstacy::
Merton says:
::Folows Peter::
Host Carol says:
::uses both hands and twists...::
Qua`Lat says:
Robed: I've smuggled and hacked genetical databases. That enough for you? Also I've trained my telepathic abilities even though romulan society tries to surpress them.
Host Little_Pile_of_Goo says:
<Ferengi>  ::Screams in Pain::
Host Carol says:
Self: Oops. ::strokes gently::
Nixa says:
Qua`Lat and Meditators: pardon the deep topic.. but does someone know how to get past this blasted inhibitor? I just don't feel all here.. not feeling the minds of others.. ::grins at those around the floor::
Peter says:
Merton: Tell me - didn't someone get a PADD from the replicator just now, before the Caped one started talking to Pou?
Host Little_Pile_of_Goo says:
<Robed> ::Taken aback by this sudden onslaught of ideals::  Qua'Lat and Nixa:  Who are you two?
Merton says:
Peter:that Robed dude with qua'lat
Host Carol says:
::pushes the Ferengi onto the bunk and does things to his ears::
Peter says:
::nods and moves to the replicator, inspects it for a moment and begins to push buttons, trying to recall the selection replicated::
Nixa says:
Robed: I'm a betazoid.. ::looks at the man in the cape and smiles:: I blackmail for a living.. so they locked up my brian.. ::looks him over:;
Qua`Lat says:
Robed: I'm Qua'lat Inega, romulan. I've never met that woman.
Host Little_Pile_of_Goo says:
<Ferengi> Carol: Oh yes... More More...
Migule says:
::opens his eyes anoyed:: All: It is considered impolite to talk while others are meditating .
Gregory_Faulkner says:
::turns around and sees Peter and Merton standing with the replicator and heads back to them, grumbling a bit::
Host Carol says:
::strokes and pinches and licks::
Nixa says:
Qua`Lat: thats too bad.. I would love to peek in your head. ::grins at him and sighs::
Migule says:
::Trys to go back to his meditation::
Gregory_Faulkner says:
Peter: What's wrong with the replicator...?
Qua`Lat says:
Nixa: Many have tried, many have died. ::grins::
Merton says:
::Annoyed,and wants to go away::
Host Willick_Pou says:
Caped: His status here is not my concern. Do you know where he might be. I'd like to catch up on old times with him
Nixa says:
::runs a finger oer Qua`Lat's face and stands:: Migule: sorry..  ::picks up the towel::
Peter says:
::mutters under his breath and taps a bit more:: Gregory: I'm trying to see if I can get the same book that robed guy got a while ago.
Host Little_Pile_of_Goo says:
<Robed>  ::Acting very suspicious at being confronted with two people with an obvious link::  Qua'Lat and Nixa: That is good for both of you.  But the Way of Selection is what have gotten us here.  We cultivate our children, and kill unsatisfactory specimens.
Migule says:
::Ignors her::
Host Little_Pile_of_Goo says:
<Caped> Pou: He is usually around the replicators
Host Carol says:
::does things to the Ferengi for the promised hour::
Migule says:
::Opens his eyes at that comment:: Robed: That is a most unusual thing for humans to do. I would like to hear more if you ever have the time.
Lophin_Prel says:
::hears that and remebers the padd from a few hours ago::
Host Willick_Pou says:
Caped: Thank you. It has been a while since I saw my friend. Tell me, how does he appear these days. He used to be so energetic
Nixa says:
Robed: hmm.. just means you have to try harder.. don't it.. ::flashes a grin:: well.. I guess I'l go suffer alone.. pardon me ::turns to leave::
Host Little_Pile_of_Goo says:
<Robed> Migule: You eat your children as well?
Qua`Lat says:
Robed: Of course. Only people who are part of the old order want to slow the natural evolution. It's mankind's destiny to develop telepathic abilities.
Merton says:
:;standing around observing the Area::
Host Little_Pile_of_Goo says:
<Caped> Pou:  He's human, you all smell and look the same.
Gregory_Faulkner says:
Peter: Hmmm, might be worth a shot...  ::turns and glances at the people watching them::
Host Little_Pile_of_Goo says:
ACTION: One of Ryder's lackey's bumpes into Prel, as he walks away, his head down reading a padd.
Migule says:
Robed: As I have never had the need or the desire to no. But it intrests me when a flawed race such as humans with there limited use of the mind decides to try and open there mind to new things.
Peter says:
::mutters some choice Klingon curses learnt from one of his friends and tries another approach::
Host Willick_Pou says:
Caped: The feeling is mutual I'm sure ::heads towards the replicators::
Brendan is now known as Merton.
Lophin_Prel says:
Lacky: Hey Whats wrong with you? Get Some implants, man!
Host Little_Pile_of_Goo says:
<Robed> Migule: The mind is of no consequence.  The way of selection admires strength of body over all else.  ::To illustrate, he contorts himself::
Nixa says:
::rubs her head and walks away::
Host Carol says:
::gets the rations from the Ferengi and walks into main hall once again::
Host Willick_Pou says:
::looks around for some other team members close to the replicators::
Host Carol says:
::bumps into Nixa::
Gregory_Faulkner says:
::turns to the Peter again and whispers:: Peter: I don't wanna push you, but could you hurry a bit, we are drawing awefully lot attentoin to us....
Host Little_Pile_of_Goo says:
<Lackey> Prel: Whatever... I have stuff to do.
Merton says:
::standing at close to  the replicator covering Peter::
Migule says:
Robed: Intresting I use my strength of mind control much as you would use your strength of body.
Lophin_Prel says:
::moves out of the way ceremonesely::
Peter says:
::gives the replicator an irritated last few punches of buttons, and turns away:: Gregory/Merton: This thing is being stubborn. I can't do anything unless I get into its insides and this is too public for that.
Nixa says:
::looks at Carol:: Carol: oh.. hi again..
Qua`Lat says:
Robed: I see you speak fine words. I already introduced myself. Would you care to introduce yourself?
Merton says:
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Host Carol says:
[[[[[[[[[[[ PAUSE ]]]]]]]]]]]]]
Host Little_Pile_of_Goo says:
<Robed> Migule: That is all well and good.  But without strength of body, the mind is a useless things.  We eat our offspring that do not live up to our standards of strength and take their being into ours, making us stronger.
Migule says:
Robed: May I ask what you call your groups faith?
Host Carol says:
::nods:: Nixa: Hello.
Host Little_Pile_of_Goo says:
ACTION: Prel gets a glance at the Lackey's data padd, it contains a double helix with genetic tags displayed.
Peter says:
::stalks off into the crowd, muttering to himself::
Nixa says:
::finds a place on the floor and has a seat::
Host Little_Pile_of_Goo says:
<Robed> Migule: The Way of Selection.
Migule says:
Robed: Thank you.
Lophin_Prel says:
::counts to seven, seeing the lackey get far enough away, then follows the him, matching his pace::
Host Little_Pile_of_Goo says:
<Robed> Qua'Lat: I am Cecil Frekk
Host Carol says:
::sits down next to Nixa::
Migule says:
::makes mental note to move on::Robed: It has been a pleasure to join you for this time.
Host Willick_Pou says:
::hangs around the replicators looking for, he doesn't know what::
Nixa says:
::rubs her head and looks around the room::
Migule says:
::Walks away to the map boared::
Qua`Lat says:
Robed: It is a pleasure to meet you. How many of you are in here?
Gregory_Faulkner says:
Merton: this isn't taking us anywhere....we could go round again and check on the others...
Host Little_Pile_of_Goo says:
<Robed> Qua'Lat: My entire family... six of us.
Host Carol says:
::REB @ Nixa::
Merton says:
Gregory:patience is a virtue
Lophin_Prel says:
::takes an indirect route andcathes up a bit to the lackey::
Peter says:
::looks around, seeing he's a ways off from the main hall, turns back and slowly walks back::
Qua`Lat says:
Robed: Could you introduce me to them?
Host Little_Pile_of_Goo says:
<Robed> Qua'Lat: They are deep in mediation, conserving their strength.
Nixa says:
Carol: the inhibitor.. ::sighs:: I feel rather trapped at the moment.. ::points to the robed men:: so much for help eh? 
Host Carol says:
Nixa: Wait. Patience is everything.
Qua`Lat says:
Robed: I understand. Of course we must not disturb them. Just could you tell me who they are from a distance so that I would know who I will be talking to?
Peter says:
::gets disgusted with himself over the way he acted and goes looking for the other two again::
Migule says:
::Walks over to the replicator and retrives a pad with his replicator ration and starts to make notes in the old Vulcan language::
Host Little_Pile_of_Goo says:
<Another Ferengi> ::Approaches Carol::  Carol: I hear you give Oomax for luxury rations.  I would like to purchase time... and with your friend.  Five luxury rations.
Gregory_Faulkner says:
Merton: Patience is related to time and time is just the one thing we don't have....
Host Carol says:
::looks questioningly at Nixa::
Merton says:
Gergory:just wondering,could you rig the Replicator to fabricate weapons,and a Tricorder.
Host Little_Pile_of_Goo says:
<Robed> Qua'Lat: There are my sons, Nathan, Jack, and Kevin.   My Wife Heather.  And my daughters Ophelia and Cordelia.
Migule says:
::Starts walking the prison hall looking anoyed at the humans all over the place::
Host Little_Pile_of_Goo says:
<Lackey> ::Notices Prel following him::  Prel:  What do you want?
Peter says:
::catches up to the others:: Gregory/Merton: Sorry for my temper, but I get so irritated if the machines gets the best of me.
Qua`Lat says:
Robed: Thank you.
Lophin_Prel says:
Lackey: You again? What are you, following me?
Nixa says:
:looks back at Carol then at the ferengi:: Ferengi: I give very good oomax.. ::stands and runs a finger over his ears slowly and whispers:: but I do it for information.. the better you give the better you get.. ::grins and blows in his ear before sitting back down::
Host Little_Pile_of_Goo says:
<Lackey> Prel: Whatever just leave me alone.. I have work to do.
Gregory_Faulkner says:
Merton: Nope, these are special replicators which don't have any weapon schematics reselected, no way we can replicate them....even if we could we would be surrounded by guards in seconds...
Host Carol says:
::nods very slightly at Nixa:: Ferengi: What she said sounds good to me.
Host Willick_Pou says:
::walks to the replicator::
Gregory_Faulkner says:
Peter: That's no problem....I hate them to sometimes...  ::grins::
Host Little_Pile_of_Goo says:
<Another Ferengi> Nixa: What do you want to know?
Peter says:
::nods:: Merton: He's right.
Qua`Lat says:
Robed: I've heard of a great man called Rymer Halton. I've also heard rumors that he is here... I wonder if these rumors have any basis...
Merton says:
gregory and Peter : i need a Tricorder
Host Little_Pile_of_Goo says:
<Robed> Qua'Lat: I do not know that name.
Lophin_Prel says:
Lackey: what kind of work? If you haven't noticed, we're in prison!
Peter says:
Gregory: if you do what I do usually, they're supposed to sing when I get near.
Migule says:
::walks up the hall bummping into some human not even appologizeing::
Host Little_Pile_of_Goo says:
<Lackey> Prel: Doesn't mean I can stop working on my goals.
Qua`Lat says:
Robed: Yes, of course they are just rumors.
Host Willick_Pou says:
<Computer>: List all texts on genetic manipulation of humans with specific reference to telepathy and telekenesis
Nixa says:
::glances at her fingers and rubs the tips over her own lips:: Ferengi: ohh.. how about this place.. I would like to know my way around.. people to trust.. 
Host Little_Pile_of_Goo says:
<Another Ferengi> Nixa: The Map is accurate... I am trustworthy if you keep doing that.
Host Willick_Pou says:
<Computer>: List all texts in the list accessed in the last two weeks
Migule says:
::Looks at the closest inmate he can see::
Host Little_Pile_of_Goo says:
<C> Pou: Data is restricted.
Host Willick_Pou says:
<Computer>: Define restricted peramteres
Nixa says:
::leans back:: Feregni: hmm.. depends how much I like it too.. you make it worth my while?
Lophin_Prel says:
Lackey: What goals? If your in here, you won't be out anytime soon! ::keeping a tone of casual intrest::
Host Carol says:
::keeps quiet and listens to Nixa and the Ferengi::
Gregory_Faulkner says:
Peter: Nah, you just have to kick them a few times before they do what you them to do...  ::smiles::
Migule says:
::sees an inmate:: Inmate: Where in the prison libary?
Host Little_Pile_of_Goo says:
<Lackey> Prel: Have you ever tried to create a gene modifier to allow humans to have telepathy?  I may not be getting out soon, but it doesn't mean I can't do my research.
Merton says:
Gregory and Peter:know if there are some Klingons here??
Peter says:
::thinks a moment:: Gregory/Merton: I'm going over to the replicators again. ::heads back in that direction:: Gregory: I'd rather not... who knows what they will do ::grins::
Host Little_Pile_of_Goo says:
<Ferengi> ::Shakes in pleasure:: Nixa: Yes.. Oh Yes I will.
Nixa says:
Ferengi: well then.. lets go shall we? ::runs a finge rover his ear as she walks past..::
Host Carol says:
:.stands up and rusn finger over Ferengi's ear:: Ferengi: Then you got us.
Migule says:
::Walks back to the Replicator To down load information::
Lophin_Prel says:
Lackey: No, I have never thought of that. although I doubt it would work. ::in a kind of mocking, prove me wrong tone::
Peter says:
::goes to stand next to the replicator, leaning against the wall:: Pou: Any luck?
Host Little_Pile_of_Goo says:
<Lackey> Prel: Nothing is impossible.. everything just takes time and patience.
Migule says:
::Notices the Crew around the replicators::
Host Willick_Pou says:
<Computer><Whispers>: Starfleet authorisation Esjam, V, Commander 990912-003 ::looks around nervously::
Merton says:
::looks at Faulkner:: Gregory:So are there any Klingons Here
Host Little_Pile_of_Goo says:
<C> Pou: Command Not Recognized.
Peter says:
::keeps an eye out while Pou tries to access the computer's memory banks. Grimaces at the reply::
Qua`Lat says:
::Sits down and starts to meditate with the family::
Host Little_Pile_of_Goo says:
ACTION:  The little man with the glasses over hears Pou.
Host Little_Pile_of_Goo says:
<Glasses> Pou:  You are Starfleet!?!?
Host Little_Pile_of_Goo says:
<Glasses> ::Takes a step back::
Peter says:
::spots the little man:: Self: Oh sh..
Merton says:
::Sees the Little man with Glasses::
Host Willick_Pou says:
Glasses: Yes. Of course I am. Don't you recognise my uniform?
Gregory_Faulkner says:
::looks at Merton::  Merton: Haven't seen any klingon yet....
Host Little_Pile_of_Goo says:
<Glasses> ::Looks confused::
Migule says:
::Stands behind the Man  with glasses:: Glasses Pou would you mind If I used the replicator I need to continue my research.
Lophin_Prel says:
Lackey: Time? That must be something you ahve a lot of. What kind of research can one conduct in a prison?
Host Little_Pile_of_Goo says:
<Glasses> ::Moves out of Miguel's way::
Peter says:
::grins:: Pou: Commander, when will your next promotion come through? ::laughs looudly and walks off::
Migule says:
::Waits for Pou to move::
Host Little_Pile_of_Goo says:
<Lackey> Prel: Minimal, my sentence prohibits me from access to a lot of genetic resequencing research.
Host Willick_Pou says:
Glasses: I'm a Starfleet commander, war hero and borg killer. At your service ::bows::
Host Little_Pile_of_Goo says:
<Glasses>  Pou: You are here to spy on me.... You want it.
Gregory_Faulkner says:
::looks at Pou and slowly shakes his head::  Merton: I hope he gets himself out of that mess....
Host Little_Pile_of_Goo says:
<Glasses> Pou: I knew they would come for it.. ::Runs away::  STARFLEET IS HERE!!! STARFLEET IS HERE!!!
Qua`Lat says:
::In deep meditation::
Lophin_Prel says:
::is immedialtly allarmed by that but doesn't show it. Or so he hopes::
Peter says:
::grumbles under his breath:: Self: I hope everybody thinks he's gone over the edge.::
Gregory_Faulkner says:
::winks Merton::  Merton: Let's move away..
Nixa says:
::looks up from what she was doing at the frantic man races past:: self: very odd..  Ferengi: so.. your place or mine?
Host Willick_Pou says:
::shrugs and turns back to the computer::
Migule says:
::Pushes Pou out of his way And acces the computer Speaking loadly:: Computer: Down Load all information the Human Brain and all genetic reserche done on it.
Host Little_Pile_of_Goo says:
ACTION: The Man with Glasses, suddenly stops, twitches a little, slumps to the ground.  Seconds later he is grabbed by a transporter beam.
Host Carol says:
::rubs the Ferengi's ear::
Host Little_Pile_of_Goo says:
<C> Miguel: Download complete.
Host Little_Pile_of_Goo says:
<Ferengi> ::Moans and shakes in pleasure::
Lophin_Prel says:
Lackey: Weirdo. Anyways where were we.... oh yeah, how long are you in for?
Migule says:
::Walks away with a whisper:: Pou:Sorry.
Host Willick_Pou says:
::pulls Miguel close by the collar:: Miguel: Hey buddy, did you just see that?
Host Little_Pile_of_Goo says:
<Lackey> Prel: Sixteen years, illegal genetic tampering.
Peter says:
::circles the commons, trying to get near the other two again::
Host Little_Pile_of_Goo says:
<Lackey> Prel: What's your name anyways?
Migule says:
Comander: You ok::Whispers then raseis his voice:: Pou: A closed minded human is not allowed to touch me.
Lophin_Prel says:
Lackey: Woah! Thats some serious stuff! So, you only want humans to be telepathic or could you transfer it to other races?
Host Little_Pile_of_Goo says:
<Lackey> Prel: Humans...
Lophin_Prel says:
Lackey: Lophin "Escape Pod" Prel, you?
Host Willick_Pou says:
Miguel: Maybe not. But maybe you could end up disappearing like that little guy ::raises an eyebrow <whispers>: Fine thanks
Nixa says:
::walks on.. pausing to look around the group::
Host Carol says:
::winks at Nixa::
Host Little_Pile_of_Goo says:
<Lackey> Prel:  Halton, Rymer Halton.
Host Little_Pile_of_Goo says:
[[[[[=========== End Prism Theta Mission 2001-02 ===========]]]]]

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