Description: Shortly after the invaders first attack the ship, Arika is waiting to ensure Eva wakes up before continuing on the search for Hurricane Hime. That's when she's set upon by a 'thief' disguised as a red witch. Nonsensical discussions aside, they decide to find out what's stopping all the pretty electronics from working, find medical attention and stick together! *gasp* Yes, someone actually asked Naerose to hang out with them. What is the world coming to?
At what point in time does one stop worrying about the hour? Whatever point in time that is, that's the hour it currently is: late. Still dark, but perhaps just barely. Metal netting is still attached to the ship, but here in the lower deck one can hardly see it. Without power to light the corridor, it's rather dark and mostly eerie. Due to the EMP devices attached to the netting, it's doubtful that even a flashlight or a radio would work now.
Huddled in the darkness, under a large black coat is a very bruised, very tired, and very beaten punk princess. The scheduled match with Vyle was bad enough - bullets flying everywhere, things being thrown around the room, and the rat-bastard managing to somehow get up every time she knocked him down. The unscheduled fight where-in she and Eva were helping Sakura was worse though - and Arika's just been hit by the freight train known as Rugal.
Somehow, amazingly, she's still alive.
Just barely though, and she's currently down two good allies - one she can't find, the other unconscious in her cabin.
One of people who also had a long night was looking considerably better, having had a time to take some rest. . . Get some stuff on her injuries and most importantly, raid some cupboards for some food. She was doing pretty well that Red Witch, even humming as she wanders through the halls now with no fear. She'd just looted some unconscious R people and while she is sure more fighting is to come. . she's fairly confident also that it will be a ways down the road before it starts.. Maybe an hour, maybe in the morning.. actually who knows. Still she doesn't look too worried as she practically trips over the stop near where Arika is.
"What the? I thought I'd already looted them all, snap." The witch says and you'd wonder why can't she tell clearly who she is looking at? Well huddled under darkness? In a big blanket? Yeah, Arika isn't gonna be too visible to the witch right now, specially when the witch has her trademark shades on.
"Guess I'll just help myself.." she says and tries to reach under the blanket, blindly groping for more loot.
Though the diva is nearly dead with exhaustion and pain, she's not about to let some random just grope at her. Snapping a hand out to grab for the one about to blindly reach in, she quietly and concisely states, "Don't. Even. Think. 'bout. It."
Voices do carry well in the darkness, so after just a moment to wrap her head around the one that's talking to itself, she knows who it is. "Naerose? Wot in the bloody 'ell are you doin' 'ere in the corridor? Shouldn't you be under cover somewhere safe?"
"Ahh.. Safe?" She asks, trying to pretend as if she knew it was Arika like all along. Then again probably not the best thing as she tries to take her hand back and sort of laughs a bit, nervously.
"I totally wasn't trying to get some dough from those people jumping on the boat, but er.. I thought most of the danger was over, or at least the first wave. Arn't we in a sort of calm, eye of the enchilada? Mmm.." She licks her red painted lips.
"Anyway, why are you down there looking like someone just hit you with a bus?" The witch meanwhile leans on her broom and takes out a bag of chips and starts enjoying them one at at time.
"Safe," Arika reiterates, tiredly. "Shouldn't be wanderin' the 'alls, mate. Might be more'a them invaders about and you shouldn't be riskin' your life." Like she's one to talk? The girl who jumped into the fray to backup Sakura? The girl who pulled the remaining bazooka on Rugal's son? The girl who... is fighting to stay awake to protect her teammate no matter what?
"Don't rightly care if you were theivin' from them, though I 'ope you realize it's wrong." The diva is far too tired to chastise the witch very much at the moment, and so long as she says she -wasn't- doing it, then she'll have to go out on a limb to believe her.
"Keepin' an eye on Eva. She's 'avin' a wee bit of a fight induced nap." Shrugging her shoulders, she winces as the blade of her left shoulder crashes against the door jamb. "Was a train by the name of Rugal... I think. Can't be sure. Was tryin' to survive more'n pay attention..."
"I'm sorry.." The witch says and looks down, chastised anyway. She decides not to try and justify herself this time and instead sort of leans on her broom and like, thinks about what to say. She comes up with.
"Hey, but umm you know that whole stuff Drake says when he's being serious and .. stuff? about makign a difference, well I was ahh, thinking the same thihng, so I've been patrolling the boat and stuff. You know nlooking for ways to help out." She considers a moment,
"Don't get me wrong, I still think this tournament is rotten to the core and completely inedible, but .. I'm pretty sure that big boat that dropped all the people on us is even worse."
"Heh."
Oh, the punk princess is down to being monosyllabic again. Odd, how she gets like that from time to time. Mostly, she reacts that way when she's irritated, and doesn't think she can say anything in a tactful manner. Sometimes, though, she totally does it when she's thinking. This is one of the latter times.
"It ain't 'bout the tournament, Naerose. Never -was- 'bout the tournament. The tournament is a front for somethin' else that's goin' on."
Pause.
"Ain't...." Wincing again, she draws her legs in toward her body and curls her arms around them. "Ain't rightly got a clue as to -wot- it's frontin' yet, but that ain't even important any more. Right now, the ship ain't movin'. Somethin' it needs to be doin' to get whoever is left on board to safety. But I can't leave Eva alone just yet. Not until she wakes up. Once she does I need to go find 'ime..."
Man. Arika wishes she knew the parameters of Hurricane Hime's match. At least then she'd know where to start looking...
"You're right though. Wotever it was that caused those 'pirates'..." As an aside she tilts her head up and looks at the witch in the darkness, "I swear I'm usin' that term loosely." There's a brief attempt at grinning, but it fades swiftly as the cut on her lip pops open, causing her to intake her breath sharply. Rubbing her thumb over her lip to remove the ruby red droplet of blood that appears, she looks down, "Wotever it was is worse..."
"P.. p.. PIRATES!!" The witch intones and then explodes with giggles, doubling over and kicking her legs into the air as she lays on her back,
"Oh man, that's funny! Cause this ship is run by ninjas, right? Cliche ninjas and they're PIRATES!.. Oh man, I can't believe I didn't think of that one." She wipes er eyes behind her shades with the side of her finger and grins at Arika.
"Okay okay, so Eva.. that's your friend right? I dunno if I met her before but I think you mentioned her. . . " She stares at Arika a moment, apparently a thought coming to her head,
"Oh woah, I totally didn't know Arika, I mean, not that there is anything wrong with that, I'm totally cool with it you know? I just er.. kind of thought you were into that guy.."
The humor of the situation isn't really -lost- on Arika, but she's looking at things from a more serious angle.
Until Naerose continues, and hits that last babbling blurb.
Blink.
"WOT? Naerose, I don't bloody well know wot's in those crisps you're eatin'..." Okay, trying to stand? Not a great idea. She manages to lean herself against the door jamb to push herself up a few feet, only to slide back down and land extremely hard on her rear - likely the one place upon her that -isn't- quite as bruised as the rest of her.
"Seriously, mate. Find me wotever you've been drinkin', 'cause I'm sure it'd 'elp to numb the pain. Eva's one'a me teammates on the Stars, and I promised to look after 'er. Fat lot of good I've been doin' too. If I'd been payin' more attention to'er in that battle, she'd likely be awake right now..."
Does she -really- need to reiterate her feelings for Drake? I mean... really? For Naerose's sake, it's apparent that she does and so, dropping her head to her knees she states, "I -love- Drake, you daft fool..." After that she falls completely silent, fists clenching tightly as she fights back a surge of emotions. She can't break right now, there's still work to do to ensure the safety of the innocent passengers as well as finding Hime.
"Err.. Right.." Naerose says, clearly uncomfortable by the current subject, "So er.. Don't beat yourself up though about this whole thing where that Eva person got hurt, cause I'm pretty sure your team mates just like anyone else wanna erm.. their own merits or something?" She adjusts her hat, scratches her head, considers this a bit then shrugs.
"Anyway, umm.. you need to totally relax a little, take a break from all that stress, you're going to go old at the age of .. what are you .. twenty?" She tries to peer at Arika in the dark, but probably can't see too well through her own shades.
"Anyway, I found a cabin with food in it... Course there were people there, but I dunno if any of it was spiked, just you know, juices and stuff."
Silence reigns supreme for a while longer yet. Eventually though, the diva lifts her head and wipes her eyes. Once upon a time, she swore to herself never to rely on another person for support, and yet she's finding herself wishing Drake were here. He'd know what to do to keep everyone safe, but her? Well, it's taking all her willpower not to take cover and ensure her own survival over everyone else's.
A small sniffle is likely Naerose's only way of knowing how emotional the girl really is right now. Huddling further under cover, Arika sighs. "M'nineteen, I am... and if I take a break, I'm liable to wind up dead in m'sleep. Think I'd prefer to stay alive, thank you very much, and as soon as Eva comes to, we're gonna be off to find 'ime and then work toward gettin' everyone else to safety."
Food sounds lovely right about now, but she's almost afraid to eat it. "Wot else 'ave you found on your walk 'bout? Any more invaders lurkin' 'round in the darkness, or 'ave they all mostly left now that 'e's gone?"
Luckily Naerose doesn't catch on, not right away, she starts talking first. Sort of casually, leaning on the broom, and despite the amount of stuff she's been through, she looks totally okay by it all. Then again, who does she have to protect. Arika was likely the closest thing to a friend she had on the entire boat. To illustrate this, she offers some chips, maybe intuition that food might be welcomed, or maybe she thought she heard a stomach rumble, all the same she offers the bag,
"Here, want some?" she asks. This is not something Naerose typically does.
" So what did I see. A bunch of them laid out, the ahh, ninjas did that, they weren't dead or nothign, but I made sure they didn't have their weapons anymore.." Naerose doesn't bother to add that they could probably jsut go back to their own boat and get more.
"And it seems most of the fighting has stoped for the moment..." She doesn't finish that either to add that there are still invaders at large most likely.
"So you probably shouldn't worry too much right now, anyway, I'll totally help you watch Evs here." A broad smile.
Quite the conundrum, really. Trying to figure out if Naerose is really willing to share the food. Arika shakes her head though, which just brings on another bout of pain. Gritting her teeth, she manages a quiet, "No thanks, mate. I'm fine so far as food is concerned..."
"You got their weapons away? Good show." It doesn't even occur to the diva to -ask- what happened to said weapons. So long as the invaders don't have them at this point, she'll consider it a good thing.
"Probably shouldn't worry, but I -am-. Would try to make a call out of this godforsaken ship, but doubt the cellular system'd be workin' either."
"Err, yeah.. I think there is some sort of jam going on , strawberry I think, it's the stickiest kind.. Anyway, mainland calls are out. I can make calls to other people on the ship I think, hey, what's your number, I'll totally program you in." The witch asks with a touch of excitement and brings a red razr out of her hat and opens it up.
"You'll be like the first person... " She starts to slow and then stops talking all together, just starinig at her Razr and suddenly realizing one crazy truth.
She has no idea how to program her phone.
"Err.. Well you would be like my first entry.." Actually second, but she didn't put the first one in herself.
"Sure it ain't raspberry?"
It's about all the humor Arika can actually muster at the situation, and it's presented in such a dry tone that it'd likely be lost on anyone that isn't Naerose.
"Mainland calls are out. That certainly puts a bit of a damper on things. Means it's just us." Just those left on board. There isn't anyone else coming to help, from the sound of things. "Won't work to put the number in right now. We get devices like your phone workin' again, and I'll toss the number in meself, 'ow's that sound?" It never even dawns on her that the witch might be having a hard time with all of this -- Arika is a rather selfish person at times, and she seems to be taking the fact that Naerose handles everything in an odd, odd fashion for granted.
Something even Naerose had noticed at times, but right now it's totally okay. Naerose is in pretty good spirits.
"Yeh, but I think we could make a mainland call if we could get someplace not jammed.. Maybe in a dingy off this boat a ways or something. I dunno much about that whole telecommunications thing, only that the whole dropped call thing is so lame." Naerose hasn't yet realized that she needs to charge her phone and often forgets to.
"So you gotta plan Arika? Whatscha gonna do next?" Naerose meanwhile is perfectly capable of occupying herself with just.. doing whatever. That is something she always did well.
"Adn anything I can do to help?"
"Good luck gettin' a dinghy off of this ship. Those bloody nets are in the way, and I doubt we'd survive on somethin' so small if either'a the ships decided to start firin' at each other..."
Resuming her 'comfortable' spot in front of the cabin door, she leans against the frame. "But you may 'ave somethin' there, Naerose. If we could figure out a way to get mainland communications runnin' again, we could get 'elp." Either in the form of fighters, or a coast guard ship that would get all the innocent bystander types to safety.
"M'workin' on somethin'. Ain't sure wot I'm gonna do -exactly-. Never 'ad to play leader before, so tactical stuff ain't exactly my strong point, y'know?"
"Oh well, I figured you were being like a leader or something, cause you had your team here and you keep doing stuff with them and it isn't like I have any friends here or any team here or anything and you're like holding them together, it's like glue. You're too hard on yourself you.. You know. I've seen leaders before, you're a real leader I think." Naerose sighs a little and fixes her hat, adjusting it back on her head and then her shades.
"Your friend will be fine."
Imagine that. Someone thinks she has what it takes to be a -real- leader. It may not seem like much of a thing for Naerose to be saying, really, it's just words. There's something behind them though, and whether it's the sheer insanity of the red witch, or just how she honestly feels, they cause Arika to blink.
"Thanks," she says quietly, trying so very hard to mask the surprise in her voice, "I've been tryin' to do just that. Keep us all together." Tilting her head to the side she stares off into the darkness. "You've got friends 'round 'ere, Naerose. Even if you don't think you do. People who'd rather you were safe than pilferin' through the belonging's of those bloody invaders..."
Gah! When did she become so friendly? Did Rugal break her in more ways than one? "Don't suppose you managed to snag some medical tape or gauze or anything of the like?" Right then. Back to her old self. All business, none of that friendly nonsense.
"Ah, no, that stuff is kinda a rare commodity, the witch says and she doesn't go about trying to debate any of the other points.
"But it's really too bad we don't have anyone who is like a doctor.. or a transmission. Or like a drive transmission." The witch strokes her jaw a moment and then says,
"You know your team ought to get a doctor in it, they're supposed to be good for that sort of thing. I've considered trying to find a Vet for Strongest! team." She grins a little,
"Though Sylvester keeps getting away from me."
"Pity," Arika says, sliding her knees down and wrapping her arm about her ribs. "Think I cracked somethin' and I'd love to tape it up before I got movin' again." Stiffly shrugging her shoulders again, she grits her teeth against the pain.
"I'm sure there's someone 'round 'ere with medical abilities, but I ain't 'aulin' meself off to find one just yet. I'll survive. Cracked or broken ribs never killed anyone." Pausing briefly, she smirks. "'least not until they've been bumped into and a rib goes through their lungs. 'sides, it ain't like a doctor on the team'd be any use out 'ere unless they were actually... well 'ere."
*STARE* . . . .
. . . .
"Hey, you know Arika, ah, you're kind of morbid sometimes? You really ought to get that looked at or something. " She grins. "So are you checking on Evs or just waiting for her to stumble out all confused and stuff and then make a plan for what to do next?" The witch asks, there is the implication that she just might try to follow said Arika and friend (s) around. What else is she gonna do with herself?
"I bet I could make a halfway decent doctor." I bet not.
Truth be told, it's probably Arika who recieved the rawer end of the stick. It was she who was hit by the furious train-like essence that was psycho Rugal, and she didn't even have the advantage of falling unconscious during the impact. Eva just got pummeled a few times by Adelheid and her body told her 'we're not going through this again' and failed her before she could force it to keep going.
In the end, Eva's will wins. It just takes a few hours or so. Waking up bruised, hurt, and unable to comprehend the sequence of events that lead her here, Eva sits up and slowly moves off her bed, stumbling to the door and opening it when she hears a familiar voice. "....Ari-"
Boom.
So, in essence, Naerose predicted the future. ".... Ow...." Eva, as graceful as a turtle, falls down while trying to avoid Arika's form, falling back on the ground. "ow...."
"Me? Morbid? Really?" All the while, Arika's grinning. "When you've been through wot I 'ave, mate, you'd realize that sometimes a morbid sense of 'umor 'elps you through the worst of it."
Rubbing her thumb over her lower lip again to rid it of another droplet of blood she looks at the door. "That was pretty much the plan. Just lettin'er wake up and stumble out. Why?"
A familiar voice, nearly speaking her name? Arika blinks and is about to move out of the way when the other Star falls to the ground.
"'bout time you woke up," she says with dry humor. "Don't suppose you've got a first aid kit stored in your room somewhere?"
"Now that's just silly, if she had a first aid kit wouldn't she of alraedy used it in order to patch herself up?" The witch asks, silly really since obviously if she had been conscious. . but these simple realities are often lost on Naerose. Lots of things like this were los on Naerose. That doesn't stop her from saying ridiculous things. It never has, probably it never will.
"Okay, so .. hey, you're Evs huh. I have always wanted to meet you, will you sign my Guy Fawkes mask? Please please? Err.. I don't have it on the boat though.." She shifts a little and murmurs under her breath, "Probably left it at home with Niesje, sure hope she doesn't throw it out or anyything."
".... I might," Eva says, rubbing her head as she turns her body over and sits up. "... In my luggage someplace..." Augh, her brain hurts, her head hurts, her eyes hurt, her sinuses hurt, her nose hurts, her hair hurts. Everything hurts, hurts, hurts. "H-hold on, I'll go get it..." Steadying herself against the wall, Eva steadies herself and gets up into a kneel, then fully stands, wavering like a new colt on knobby legs.
Then she notices Naerose. It's not as if Naerose is easy to miss (quite the opposite), it's just that, right now, everything's a little blurry around the edges. Looking bewildered at Naerose as a hand runs through her mussed up hair, Eva manages a shy smile. "... S-sure, I'll sign anything." An autograph? Or something else?
"Thanks," Arika says as she begins to inch herself up the door jamb. "Think that freight train broke one'a me ribs and I don't want to stray too far without tapin' it up." Gasping in pain as she rights herself fully, the diva keeps that arm about her stomach.
"Nnn..." Lids squeeze shut completely, teeth gritting and grinding against themselves. "Naerose... this is me teammate Eva. Eva... Naerose." Her footing is no less wobbly than Eva's, but the punk princess is doing her utmost to look as unhurt as possible. Perhaps in order to bolster the other girl's confidence?
"You 'ear from 'ime yet? Think the 'eadset finally died thanks to wotever killed the lights and power... can't reach 'er..."
"Ahhh.." Naerose stares and looks from Eva to Arika and then gives Eva a huuuge big smile, "Hey great to meet you," she says and offers her hand not holding her broom, which happens to be in this case her left hand, to shake. Now lets go over what we have. Ragged out Arika, ragged out Eva, perfectly fine Naerose. Unlike those two, Naerose had only been in three.. or .. four fights. Yea four, in the last few hours, but Naerose hadn't gone up against the R leaders. . That was all beside the point.
She shrugs to Arika,
"I dunno bout the lights, it has been dark in here though.." Why don't you remove your shades then Naerose? Of course by this point in her life, no one bothers asking much.
She then turns to Eva and gives a wink over the rims of her round shades,
"Oh and umm Eva, don't worry aoubt it, kay?" Then she mouths 'I know, I'm totally okay'.
"Hime? .... Ah, no. I've been out since the attack, really, so I wouldn't know even if she did contact me." A worried look crosses the girl's face. "Come to think of it.... we haven't seen her since the fight.... We should maybe search for her in case something happened."
Turning to look at Naerose now that she's been properly introduced, Eva's eyebrows fly up in surprise. "Naerose!? You're the one who discovered the.... err..." Should she say anything aloud? "I heard about the bazooka incident.... Have you found anything else?" The cues totally seem to go over Eva's head in a way that could only be described as 'blonde moment' if Eva was the blonde of the group. For better or worse, she's not. She does, however, seem to trust Naerose, choosing to follow Arika's lead instead of being suspucious. Eva'll leave the paranoia ot the paranoia agent.
"The lights 'ave been wonky since those blighters boarded. Can't make 'eads or tails of it, but it's like somethin' is messin' with the power. It's why the cell phones ain't workin'. It's why the lights ain't workin'. It's why nothin' is pretty much workin'..."
Now standing, Arika gives Naerose a -look-. "Don't worry 'bout -wot-?" Careful. No one wants an over-stressed, extremely volatile and irritated Arika aboard, do they? "She's the one, yeah. And no, we 'aven't seen 'ime since we aborted the uhh... laundry cleanin'... so... we should go find'er. Only I ain't got the foggiest clue as to where 'er match was takin' place, or who it was with..."
"Okay, so the first item of business is finding someone named Hime? I think I heard of this girl or something... " The witch says and scratches her cheek a moment then knots her brow,
"So why didn't you just ask I mean, this Hime, where she was going or who she was going with.." The red witch curls a grin then leans more on her broom,
"Well maybe she had a date or something, I dunno, was this an official fight? I'm sure she's fine somewhere, we just gotta find where, right? Or hey, I got an idea, lets totally use the ship PA system."
"..." Eva looks down, worriedly, the daze on her face beginning to lift in light of the serious matter at hand. "The thing is.... with us having to worry about both the ship and whatever is invading it, it's important to find her as soon as possible, just to be on the safe side. She placed herself at risk by helping us."
"The PA system?" Blue eyes turn to Naerose. ".... That's possible.... But how will we be able to get access to it? And are we sure if it'll work?"
"There wasn't time to ask." Get to safety, Arika said. Get to the cabins, or the dojo or the library. She'd check the library, but she didn't see the little Hurricane there when she was running down to help Sakura, and chances are she's not going to be there now.
"The PA system? Doubt it'll still be workin'. Could go to find Sakura or one'a the people runnin' this bloody 'ell 'ole on the sea, but dunno if they'd be any 'elp..."
"Oh I dunno, I bet it is still working," Naerose states and then shrugs a little before resuming eating her chips for a while, having not been eating them for a while.
"I suppose we could just look for her the old fashioned way since now Evee is up, but if we do that then we won't have the safety in numbers thing, right? I mean if you wanna make people safe, well you know like ME and Evee here then we gotta work together right rght?" She smiles a bit as she has inserted herself into the presumed 'we care alot' thing.. er.. okay maybe Naerose' line of thought wasn't at all easy or possible to follow.
"Sakura has a lot to worry about," Eva points out softly. "There's no doubt the crew is breathing down her neck this very second. Even if she wanted to help us.... she might not be able to." Sitting down on the ground, Eva rubs her head. ".... Nnnh..." It'd be lovely to just go back to bed and sleep her injuries off, but what comes first is finding where Hime is. *Then* she can sleep.
Evee? Eva rubs her sore head. "I don't think it should come to one person's shoulders when it comes to making sure everyone's safe... Though, maybe, it'd be a good idea to spilt up. Or maybe not... I don't know."
"We split up before, we lost 'ime. We -ain't- splittin' up again." What was it Naerose was saying about Arika being the glue? Well, looks like that's exactly what she's doing. As an aside, she glances up to Eva and rolls her eyes. "Evee, like in that 'V for Vendetta' movie. She called me that for weeks." Okay, so it was a whole day that Naerose called her that. Felt like weeks though.
"So, let's go find some medical supplies, get me taped up and then 'ead off to find 'ime... or someone that can let us in on where she may 'ave gotten off to... then we go find anyone else that's wounded, patch'em up and see wot we can do 'bout gettin' them to safety." Frowning, she glances around. "'cept the intruders. They get 'andled last."
"Well no real point in the whole worrying about them right I mean we'll find them at some point right? I mean we'll be going around, trying to find medical supplies, maybe finding people who are down and hurt or bad? Right? " The witch is totally stoked about this, after all no one else hung around with her, she was totally gonna make some sweet friends who would let her have their fries when she was done with them. This was the best!
"Err.. where do we start?"
".... I thought it was because of my real na- alright." Eva nods at Arika's decision. "We'll stick together, then, and look around. Strength in numbers." Stepping aside, she gives a motion to her room. "First, though, we'd better all get bandaged up ourselves."
".... Well..." Eva looks at Naerose. "... Hopefully we will, but I think Arika wants to find Hime first. I mean, she could have been placed in the compactor like I have, or something even worse, considering this ship. Either that, or..." The intruders got her. ".... I will follow Arika's lead."
Or the intruders got her. That's what Arika's been thinking this whole time. It's why she's been so hard on herself. Promise to protect people; that's easy. Actually keeping her 'team' safe? That's what a true leader does.
"Naerose, you're gonna stick with us, if that's alright. You seem to 'ave a bit of an eye for some things, and I'm gonna need that right now." Pausing, she adds, "Wot I mean is, I'd really appreciate the 'elp, if you feel so inclined. We'll go look for wounded, while we search for 'ime... and we'll look to find out wot's stoppin' this ship from functionin' fully, and find anyone else who wants to 'elp us as well..."
As for where they start?
"Let's 'ead this way once I'm bandaged up. We'll play it by ear from there."
Log created on 18:51:01 10/10/2007 by Arika, and last modified on 18:59:13 10/17/2007.