Veronica was hopelessly lost on sub-level 3.
She had decided that in the vastness of this place,
there just had to be a cosmetic counter
somewhere, she was sadly mistaken. Muttering under her
breath, she finally makes her way back to the main level
and storms into the breakroom, coming to an abrupt stop
when she sees the pile of clothes on the floor covered
in ink. She runs over to the pile and begins pulling
them up one by one, reading the designer labels and
gasping in horror. Where did these come from? These were
some of the most expensive clothes you could buy and
they were ruined! Completely and utterly ruined by the
ink!! Fury engulfs her as she snatches up a silk shirt
covered with ink stains and she marches into the store,
searching for Grizz. At the moment she leaves the
breakroom, he is entering the store, "Good morning,
Nica! How are you feeling on this fine day?" He
immediately notices how her face is suffused with fury
and he smiles the grinch smile. "What's on your mind?"
Veronica chokes on her words, she's never been
so angry. Haughtily she demands, "What is the meaning of
this?" She throws the shirt at Grizz and it hits him in
the face. Perhaps that wasn't the wisest thing to do as
she notices that the grinch smile has been replaced by a
different look altogether. Backing down just a bit, she
says, "What I mean is...um...how did these end up in my
room covered in ink?" The look is still there and she is
thinking that she really doesn't want to have to leave
yet another neighborhood. However, as being humble does
not come easily to Veronica she blurts out, "An
explanation, if you
please!"
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ I'm no
longer a danger to
society. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Grizz just looks at Veronica for a long
moment. Then he reaches out, takes her (rather gently)
by the arm and guides her back into the room where the
clothes are piled. He seats her at the table and takes
the seat opposite.
"Nica, just think real hard
about how you feel right now; about all that anger and
resentment you have inside. Then I want you to try to
imagine that that's exactly how Miss Cordelia and the
Professor felt when they found those ink stained papers
in the Prof's office. As long as you're here, and I hope
that will be for a long time, there will be consequences
for everything you do. People around here are pretty
much gonna give back to you what they get from you. Now
you think about that for a bit, and I'll be back
shortly."
He goes to the door, goes out, closing
it behind him. Then he opens it again and sticks his
head back inside.
"You look real good in those
jeans and that shirt. Now if you could just smile now
and then..."
He softly closes the
door.
_______________________________ Prop.
D'ni Internal Supply Co. "If we don't have it, you
don't need it!"
"Badger badger badger badger..." Dr.
Warrell chanted as he continued to do the badger
movements. "Stop it!" Grassie yelled as he lept up
and smacked him in the head. "Oh, thanks, I needed
that," Dr. Warrell said.
Studying gives you
knowledge. Knowledge is power. Power corrupts. I am
learning how to be corrupt.
Still intent on going on that fishing
trip to Gerheesen, and on his way to get supplies from
the D'ni Internal Supply Store, RW linked into the
Institution location. It was with immense relief that he
discovered that the CFGTR affect had finally been
reversed.
As
hilarious as the thought was to RW that some might think
it might be him, he was glad things
appeared to be back to normal. Ah yes, things were
finally running in well oiled grooves again.(Normal?
"well oiled grooves"? non-sequitur, please explain!)
If at first you don't
succeed, and try, and try, and try,.....Try Elsewhere.
Oh, it worked! TOJ!
Lack of coffee, still experiencing affect of CFGTR.
[This message was
edited by rohnerw on Sat April 10 2004 at 06:08
AM.]
Veronica sat in the chair, so completely
taken aback by Grizz's reaction it was almost like a
physical blow. She sat for a long time, considering the
kindness of Grizz and how he had given her a chance, no
questions asked. She knew what she should do, but was
she brave enough to follow through with it? Squaring her
shoulders and walking out to the store, she sees Grizz
leaning against the counter having a cup of
coffee.
"I am..." She hesitates momentarily, "I
am...very sorry..." Deep breath. "I am very sorry for
going into Thietris office. I didn't know." Grizz lifts
an eyebrow. "I shouldn't have gone in there regardless."
He lifts the other eyebrow. "I'm sorry for yelling at
you." Her shoulders slump down. Being humble was an
exhausting
experience.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ I'm no
longer a danger to
society. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Grizz, eyes twinkling, but speaking in a
falsely gruff voice, says...
"It ain't so much
that you went in the office and messed it up, as that
you tried to hide what you did, thinking no one would
notice."
As he speaks, he is busy under the
counter.
He pulls something out, and as he hands
it across the counter to Veronica, he
adds...
"When it comes to things that are really
important, clothes make a pretty poor show. Your mother
sent them. I'm sure she thought they were what you
needed, but she just doesn't understand how it is in the
cavern. Your dad put something else in the box though
that is important down here. Here 'tis.
_______________________________ Prop.
D'ni Internal Supply Co. "If we don't have it, you
don't need it!"
Thietris Professor Thietris Squirrel, CEO,
President and Managing Director, Institution of Advanced Exploration
of Myst Worlds
posted
Professor T and Urudawg had been
going up and down in the elevator like yo-yos - despite
the fact that no one had been pressing any buttons.
Maybe it was being operated remotely somehow. (This
would need to be investigated.) However, after a
particularly long descent, the door slides open. They
are back in the Institution, and normal gravity seems to
have reasserted itself. Urudawg runs off on some dawggie
mission.
Now that normality is restored,
Professor T decides to go straight to the surface to
telephone all the slackers - er, researchers - who are
still malingering - er, relaxing - outside the cavern,
and get them back to work. He is well organized this
time, having earlier procured a fly swat from the
stores.
He arrives in the desert (sunny version)
and heads for the awning over the trailer. He sits down
in the folding chair and proceeds to swat a few flies.
He telephones the researchers (those whose numbers he
has), then relaxes and opens the notebook he has brought
with him: Frontmullet's notes on the great kings of
D'ni.
Ahh! This is the life! The Professor sits
back in his chair, the open book on his knee. He studies
the lives of the kings for a few minutes - all those
names and dates. How on earth is he going to remember
them all?
We sometimes behave a little oddly when
we think no one is observing us. Professor T has found
it difficult to concentrate on the kings of D'ni. His
eyes drift away from the text. He puffs his chest out,
presses his chin into his neck to make it look double,
and purses his lips: "Hey, welcome! So, uh, I'm
Zandi," he growls.
RW walks into the supply store, just as
Grizz is handing Veronica her Relto book. "My Relto
book?!" She is so overcome with joy, she laughs and
throws her arms around Grizz and then RW. She steps back
suddenly as she is not accustomed to public displays of
affection. "Oh, I am sorry. I don't believe we've
met...Veronica Fairchild." RW puts out his hand and she
shakes it firmly. "Just call me RW," he says with a
tinge of puzzlement.
"Grizz, I am going to my
Relto to freshen up." Veronica realizes how that sounds
and says meekly, "Do you mind if I go to my Relto and
freshen up? Its just that...I haven't been able to
explore very much around the cavern without my Relto
book. I'd like to have a look around, if its ok with
you."
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ I'm no longer a
danger to
society. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Maybe Thietris
doesn't need to remember all the names and dates for the
kings...and he should just hire an...uh...expert in the
field, to do the remembering for him. The said expert
would of course be payed ever so slightly more than the
average researcher, and of course get a better dental
plan..
FrontMullet Team Bahro
Investigative Researcher. The Palace
Rotunda Ae'Gura D'ni Cavern
Grizz is a little stunned, oh not by the
hug, (he has been hugged before) but by the way
Veronica's face is transformed by the smile and the
laugh. It's a total transformation! The real character
of the girl shines through all the false overlay of
makeup, and Grizz is doubly glad that he has given her a
chance.
"Uh, sure thing, Nica," he says, though
it comes out like he's in a trance. "And don't worry
about the store. About time you had a
break."
_______________________________ Prop.
D'ni Internal Supply Co. "If we don't have it, you
don't need it!"
RW was taken off gaurd by the sudden
excuberant hug by Veronica, not being all that used to
being hugged by someone he hadn't really met yet, but
found the experience quite pleasent. Yes, quite pleasent
indeed, and a smile came to his face
All most
immediatly he noticed Grizz scowling at him and RW
immediately assumed a more contrite expression.
"Um..err..hmphf..Hello
Grizz!" Stated RW attempting a smile due to Grizz's
still stern look. "I'm planning a fishing trip to
Gahreesen am in hopes you might have some supplies I
need." RW handed Grizz a list on a page from his memo
pad he carries in his pocket. "Grizz, if you have any
suggestions for lures or bait, it would be most
appreciated! Also, I am in need of a fishing pole and
reel, Where would I find your selection?"
Thietris Professor Thietris Squirrel, CEO,
President and Managing Director, Institution of Advanced Exploration
of Myst Worlds
posted
[As luck would have it, a new
explorer happened by just as Professor T was doing his
Zandi voice. This person, one "Very Dissapointed", later
complained to the manufacturer about the "juvenile
nature of the game." "I did not expect to have to
converse with talking squirrels," he added. The
maufacturer drew the customer's attention to the
"3+" on the box. Case
dismissed.]
Just as Grizz was about to reply to
RW, He was unperturbedly interupted by an attractive
lady entering the store. RW, immediately recognized her
as someone he had seen at the A&C a short time ago
watching in enthralled amuzement, as were all the
patrons there, the song and jig by the stranger from
Texas(All The Texan Forumites stand and salute,and start
to sing "Oh the Yellow Rose of Texas...")
RW
immediately turns to her and introduces himself as it
was obvious that this was a lady who knew what things
were about, what was going on, and where everything
should be.
"Hello!", and RW put out his hand.
"I'm RW, new around this Exploration, you look like
someone who I need to be introduced to."
Somewhere in the Grand Canyon a
confused young woman thumbs through her research
journal.
The Hopi peoples that inhabit the
Grand Canyon can trace their ancestry back to the
Anasazi culture that occupied the canyon from 1 A.D.
through 1200 A.D. The canyon holds a spiritual
significance as being where the legendary Sipapu is
located. The Hopi believe that this is the fourth world
and that they came to this world through the Sipapu
after being forced to abandon the third world, the one
directly below. Their guide was the flute-playing
Locust. The Sipapu is located at the bottom of the
canyon. Some versions of the legend say that Coyote
covered the main sipapu with a stone and now only
spirits, such as kachinas, can pass through. The kiva is
a type of sipapu, from which the elders could
communicate with the kachinas.
She recalls the
day in the desert cleft when she found the first kachina
buried beneath the Riven debris.
Rain Kachina
She had set the doll
down in the imager room while she explored. When she
came back, the doll had
vanished.
________________ There's no
place like home. Where am I?
Thietris Professor Thietris Squirrel, CEO,
President and Managing Director, Institution of Advanced Exploration
of Myst Worlds
posted
These ancient people had
been forced to abandon the third world in a desperate
attempt to escape their guide of that world: the dreaded
accordion-playing Locust.
Grizz, watching first Cordelia, then RW,
opens his mouth several times to speak, but is cut off
every time as either one or the other says something.
Finally there comes a break.
To Cordelia...
"Golf? What's golf?" To RW... "Just you be careful
around that girl. She's on the way to becoming what she
really ought to be. Don't you go puttin' ideas in her
head of what you think she ought to be. Let her find her
own way." He smiles, his eyes crinkling, and he shakes
RW's hand. "Fishin' supplies are down there in block 6,
next to the wall. Try a little o' that Shroomie Spore
Mix. Good stuff, if you're a fish or a
shroomie."
_______________________________ Prop.
D'ni Internal Supply Co. "If we don't have it, you
don't need it!"
Experimental Program
1
he was glad things
appeared to be back to normal. Ah yes, things were
finally running in well oiled grooves again.(Normal?
"well oiled grooves"? non-sequitur, please explain!)
Supplier of umbrellas to the D'ni for
Centuries.
