Sorry, Grassie, what was that? Do I know anything about
the prison? Well, not much. I've never been there, but I
know a lot of the folks around here have been
incarcerated there. Makes you wonder about the crowd
you're running with, eh?
Not certain exactly
where the WSA office is, but I don't think they moved
far after they left the Kahlo Pub.
Now, listen to
me, all of you. Do you think it's wise to do anything
rash? After all, Dr. Elkae was tried and convicted by a
jury of her peers.
My evil twin imprisoned Dr Elkae
in there once. I wonder if Teledahn Prison still looks
the same, or if the DRC have restored it to as it was
before he tampered with it. Shall we go and look
ourselves?
Speedy and Grassie looked at one
another. Are they ready for an adventure? They faced
MrD. "We'll go with you," Speedy said. "How about
you, Dr. Warrell?" asked Grassie. Dr Warrell turned
red. Him? On a rescue mission? But he was a
scientist! "I don't know..." he muttered. "Come
on! We're just checking the place out. It's not as if
we're going to bomb the place or something," Speedy
explained. "But I am not specialized in this field,"
Dr. Warrell commented. MrD put an arm around Dr.
Warrell's shoulder. "Think of it as a scientific trip.
We're observing the condition of the prison. Nothing
more," MrD explained. Dr. Warrell looked at MrD and
then at Speedy and Grassie. "Ok... I guess I'll come
too..." he whimpered. "YAY!" chimed Speedy and
Grassie.
Studying gives you knowledge.
Knowledge is power. Power corrupts. I am learning how to
be corrupt.
[This message was edited by Speedyserd on Sun
April 18 2004 at 02:06 PM.]
Speedy, I've an idea. Since there are
four of us and two entrances, how about we go as two
teams of two? One team can go the front way, down the
man-hole, and the other via a suitable journey cloth the
back way near the Bahro cave.
How do you want to
split us up, and which entrance would you like to
take?
Chuckles58 sits in his WSA office
(which has been through the doors on the left at the end
of Takotah Alley ever since Kestryll convinced the
landlord to evict him from the Kahlo Pub) reading the
local newspaper, Uru Today. He sees the lead story on
the first page. His jaw drops in shock.
Now
wait a minute. This story if filled with inaccuracies.
Judge Judy told me this was one of those fund-raising
arrests where somebody's friends and co-workers bail
them out. I feel so used. Besides, the picture doesn't
show my fingers crossed behind my back. Fortunately, Dr.
Elkae is clever and observant enough to find the means I
left her to escape.
But really, what's the big
deal, the sentance was 24 hours in the slammer. ... Or
was it life? Ah, what's the difference.
BTW,
Pepsi, my foot is feeling better. It's just that you
stomped on my ingrown toenail. A quick trip to the
fireplace in the secret Kadish cabin took care of it
though.
---------------------------- "Where
are the donuts?" - Atrus (realMyst) Save URU Live
Returning from a shorter hop to the
surface, Ronda again finds the Institute more or less
deserted, as the intrepid explorers have gone off in
search of the trepid one...
She runs up to the
Professor's office, a bit surprised to find the door
wedgie'd open and the Professor in
residence.
"Oh! Um, hi..." Her plan had been to
do this unobserved, but now... She shrugged and
proceeded anyway.
From a zippie-bag she extracted
a double handful of acorns in prime condition. She
arranged these in a spiral design on Thietris' desk. She
closed the zippie-bag, now full only of pine-nuts, and
shyly put it by the spiral of acorns.
"Happy
belated b-day!" she said and scampered out, disappearing
into the garden.
Heehee, Grizz, you got
it! Hooray!
In cavern:
Ronda KI # 589268 - Atrus shard ~ TMP When the
going gets weird, the weird turn pro.
[This
message was edited by Tainry on Sun April 18 2004 at
03:50 PM.]
Cordelia observed Ronda slipping into
the Professor's office and wondered what she had been
doing. She sticks her head around the door and see
Thietris is fast asleep on the desk. Next to his curled
up body is the arrangement of acorns.
Ah well,
he'll awake to a surprise in the morning
then!
She walks back out into the now silent hood
and checks the time on the clock. She notes that it's
way past her bed-time and makes the decision to slip
back to her Relto for some rest.
Everything will
wait until the morning now - it normally does
Cordelia Personal
Assistant to Professor Thietris Squirrel, CEO,
President and Managing Director, Institution of
Advanced Exploration of Myst Worlds
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quote:
Originally posted by MrDeitch: Speedy, I've an
idea. Since there are four of us and two entrances,
how about we go as two teams of two? One team can go
the front way, down the man-hole, and the other via a
suitable journey cloth the back way near the Bahro
cave.
How do you want to split us up, and which
entrance would you like to take?
"Well, how about you and Dr.
Warrell stick together, while Grassie and I stay as a
pair? As for the routes, I am not familiar with either
since I don't know what the prison is like. Which way do
you suggest for a bird and a ferret?" asked
Speedy.
Studying gives you knowledge.
Knowledge is power. Power corrupts. I am learning how to
be corrupt.
quote:
Originally posted by MrDeitch: Errm... professor
T... how do you _know_ that Dr Elkae is in Teledahn
Prison? Were you at her trial? We didn't even get a
Court Report from our mild-mannered reporter
Frontmullet!
The mild mannered reported was
asleep as the time...his holidays are now ending so he
has to go to sleep around 1am/midnight.
Anyways,
back on topic.
FM linked back to the Institution
after hearing about Elkae's imprisonment, and managed to
find MrD and Speedy after some searching.
"Okay
guys, what's the current escape plan?" He asked
them.
"We're going to split up and hit all the
prison entrances." MrD explained.
"Okay, count me
in! Oh, and although it may be a kinda pointless thing
to try...don't we have a linking book to Teledahn prison
lying around? The one that links you to in the cells
that Elkae dug out of her black bag (and still has the
picture for?)...Would that help us or just get more of
us stuck in the
prison?"
FrontMullet Investigative
Researcher/Hermit Institution of Advanced Exploration
of Myst Worlds
Note to the
Reader: Those who may be wondering why Grizz
doesn't just panic link out of here should be made aware
the Grizz is really not stupid; he's only forgetful. He
forgot to tell you that his Relto book was taken in the
'snatch,' and there is no way to panic link. Now, on
with the
tale. _____________________________________________
Grizz
sits and looks at the only thing that there is to look
at really. He studies the wall art, or glyph, or
whatever it is for a long time. Then an idea begins to
form in his mind. He gets up and moves closer to the
design to take a good look.
There is a faint
noise from somewhere behind him, like a hint of
chittering, or slithering. A very odd sound. He turns
quickly, but there is nothing to see.
He turns
back to the glyph and moves in very close. The sounds
repeat, but fainter. He raises a hand and holds it flat
about 3 inches from the glyph. There is sudden silence;
an almost expectant silence it seems to him.
But
he only hesitates, then resolutely places his hand flat
on the glyph.
Nothing whatever happens, except
that the faint sounds return. Grizz thinks that they now
sound almost like a kind of laughter.
He goes
back across the room to see if he can detect a source
for the noise. Near the standing stone there is a crack
in the wall a little wider (maybe half an inch) than
most of the others. He can feel air moving into the room
from the crack. He puts one eye close and tries to look
into the crack. It seems to him that there is just the
faintest suggestion of light somewhere deep in there.
And the sounds have ceased entirely.
He sits down
on the blankets again, and picks up a Fig Newton. He
makes a face at it.
Then he speaks aloud, any
voice, even his own, being better than none. "I like Fig
Newtons. I've always liked Fig Newtons, but every now
and then a change is nice!!"
Resolutely he bites
into the fruit bar and begins to munch. It makes him
thirsty, so he goes into the little side room (more of a
crack really) and looks at the streaming water. He puts
out a hand and captures a little in the palm. Holding it
close to his nose he sniffs it. Smells okay. Putting out
a cautious tongue, he tastes it. Tastes okay. He shrugs.
Not much choice here either. Using both hands he cups
more water, drinks it, and repeats until his thirst is
quenched. As he returns to his blankets, he says, aloud
again..."A cup would be nice too." He becomes aware of
something else by way of his nose. "And a change of
clothes."
He settles down on the blankets, pulls
one over himself, and tries to compose himself for a
little sleep.
He has nearly fallen into slumber
when all the light goes away. There is the sound of
linking, a brief flurry of slithery skittering, another
linking sound, and the light returns. On the floor in
the middle of the room is a small pile of things. There
are some fresh looking plants of various kinds, a small
pile of folded clothes, and a rough clay
cup!
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Among the Badgers who were guarding
the prison, their badger senses began to tingle. Highly
revered by the Pueblo Peoples and intimately connected
with their Shaman, this perception that all things were
not as they appeared was transmitted.
In reaches
far away from the prison, the sound of rattles, drums,
and singing began.
A giant badger appeared in Elkae's
cell, and with it's articulated jaw, that once having
clamped on the object of it's attention, was virtually
impossible to break, snapped down on the linking book
that Elkae held in her hand.
Shape shifting, it
became a weasal, and dragged the linking book out
between the bars of the cell. Returning to it's true
form of the badger, it took the linking book and left
the cells.
[This message was edited by
rohnerw on Sun April 18 2004 at 05:20 PM.]
The air ripples briefly, as TM
appears out of thin air in front of the bars. He looks
around and notices that the gaurds have left, probably
lunch break.
(whispering)
Elkae, I see
you've gotten yourself in quite a fix, and you look
starved. Are they treating you ok?
Here, have a
foot long subway sandwich, and some acorn mead to water
it down. Make sure the gaurds don't see
this.
Experimental Program
1
Sorry, Grassie, what was that? Do I know anything about
the prison? Well, not much. I've never been there, but I
know a lot of the folks around here have been
incarcerated there. Makes you wonder about the crowd
you're running with, eh?
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