Kestryll finally emerges from the
depths of the DISCO only to find that Grizz and Veronica
are not back yet. He sighs. Makes out the list and pays
for the lot, then links out
Missed the page 100 and
post 2000 party. No one is taking care of the DISCO, and
Cordelia is trying to get a vacation. I got lost on
sub-level three, but the Egg Room continued to be
stocked and my entire orgainization ran smoothly. Now you know why I
hired so many people...
___________________________ Totally
Witless & Incoherent Thinker Owner: Kestryll Inc.
(Delivery, Catering and Liquid Spirits) Scourge of
Traffic Cones and part-time Bartender. If I can't do
it, you can!
Thankfully the door was not locked and
Veronica was able to dive inside the room before the
bird swooped down. Standing up and brushing off her
knees, she quickly went to the door to check on Grizz
and did not see him in the yard. "GRIZZ?!! WHERE are
you?" He leaned out of the building from where he took
refuge and waved his hand. "Don't SCARE me like that!!"
She yelled.
Turning to investigate the room, she
sees that it has indeed been vacated for a long time. A
thick coating of dust covers all the surfaces, even the
floor. Coughing as the dust rises from where she fell,
she turns as Grizz comes through the door. "I don't
think we need to worry about running into anyone. I
wonder where they went?"
"Well, 'where' is interesting, but so is
'when.' This doesn't look like it's been used for years.
And I wonder who they were. You don't suppose...No, that
would be stretching things a little too far. Not much of
interest left in here; jsut
dust."
_______________________________ The
DISCO - for high fashion in your hood!
[OT] Kestryll links back in and
checks on the Egg Room. Seeing that Vivian and crew have
kept it well-stocked, he selects a few things, and
wonders back down to the DISCO.
He sets his plate
on the counter, walks behind it and pulls a sign out of
his pack. Then he takes a
seat.
_______________________________ Nothing
better to do for a bit. If you need any help I'll be
here until Grizz or Veronica return. Thank you
for your patronage, -
Kestryll _______________________________
___________________________ Totally
Witless & Incoherent Thinker Owner: Kestryll Inc.
(Delivery, Catering and Liquid Spirits) Scourge of
Traffic Cones and part-time Bartender. If I can't do
it, you can!
Veronica and Grizz checked around the
room for clues as to who the people might have been that
lived there. It seemed a bit like an invasion of
privacy, but they were curious and also hoped to bring
something of interest back to the Professor. Grizz had
told Veronica about the many projects the Professor had
hoped to assign to the various researchers and explorers
that worked at the Institute and although they
themselves were simply shopkeepers, they were also
valuable members of the neighborhood. Veronica had to
laugh at this point and Grizz turned to look at her in
puzzlement.
"What's so funny?"
"You said
you were not going to explore anymore. When I first
started at the DISCO you said, (in her best imitation of
Grizz)"I'm too old to go off
exploring..blah..blah..blah."
"Well, I guess I
was wrong. Besides, I think I may have been tricked into
it somehow."
"I did not trick you. It's not my
fault I fell into that linking book and besides you
didn't have to follow me."
"Uh-huh...sure."
"Are
you implying that...?"
"Yes, I am."
"I did
not trick you."
"Did
too."
"Not."
"Yep."
She laughed and
headed out the door and down the long ladder. Watching
over-head in case the bird should return.
"Hey Professor, is it cocoa time?" she
asked and then suddenly realised that the professor had
already had his.
"Oh well, nevermind. Is there
any left for me?"
She poors herself a nice large
mug full, sits down and sips it slowly. By the time she
has finished the professor is fast asleep. She tucks him
up in his drawer and quietly leaves his
office.
"Goodnight professor" she whispers,
"tomorrow is another day"
Cordelia Personal
Assistant to Professor Thietris Squirrel, CEO,
President and Managing Director, Institution of
Advanced Exploration of Myst Worlds
An umbrella isn't just
for Christmas, it's for life!
Grizz laughed as he watched Veronica
climb down the ladder. Then the laugh turned into
chuckles and quiet grins. "I knew she would turn out to
be a jewel." he thought to himself.
Then the grin
changed, becoming more and more like the other grin.
"And I wonder," he
said very quietly, "who really got tricked here, and if
she didn't get tricked into becoming something a little
more than someone who has learned to love
exploring."
Then he snapped out of his musing,
and roared "Hey! Wait for me!" and climbed down the
ladder after
her.
_______________________________ The DISCO
- for high fashion in your hood!
Cordelia, you must be
Emily, because I'm certain that Professor T is Bagpuss!
So who is Professor Yatl (Speedy?), and who are the mice
on the mouse organ?
Kestryll leans back flipping through
the latest International Male catalog. His foot
starts tapping. Then he starts humming. Suddenly he
starts singing.
Houston we have a
problem! Kestryll tosses his catalog back
into his pack and starts hunting around for a sound
system, lights, Oh look, pretty ball...
Amazing what you find
down these aisles...
___________________________ Totally
Witless & Incoherent Thinker Owner: Kestryll Inc.
(Delivery, Catering and Liquid Spirits) Scourge of
Traffic Cones and part-time Bartender. If I can't do
it, you can!
Chuckles58 links back into the
Institution followed by 20 Bahro in baseball uniforms,
all with the name Explorers emblazened on the front.
There were quite a few bags full of baseball gear piled
next to the Lexus linking 'book'. As team manager
Chuckles began flipping the pages he eventually came to
the Baseball Age. He placed his hand on the picture ...
nothing happened. He put his hand on it again ... still
nothing happened.
Oh Heek, it's only an
advertisement page. There isn't a Baseball Age after
all.
I wonder what Grizz's return policy is for
'slightly used' uniforms? I hope The Little Guy will
take these baseball bats back as well.
As they
all link back to the city, a gust of wind flips the next
page in the Lexus book. There in all its glory is the
linking page to the Baseball Age.
The faint odor
of hot dogs, peanuts and cracker jack waft out of the
page.
Bizzy the garden gnome hurries out of his
secret door in the light garden, jumps up on the Lexus
book, and links to the Baseball Age. He soon returns
with a Texas Rangers pennant, three juicy hot dogs,
dripping with mustard, and a large Cok ... I mean a
large refreshing Pepsi-Cola. In his back pocket was a
foul ball he caught while he was
there.
Play
Ball!
---------------------------- Master
of Manipulating Stories (MOMS) Director of
Redirecting Kinesis (DORK)
"I will now go forth and explore this
dark expanse!"
pulls a flashlight out of his
backpack*
"Those must be the the bookstands where
Merlin found the Exile books." says he as he passes
them.
"This room is very dark... I can't see a
thing, even with the
light."
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Merlin
in the Institution and Mysti in the A&C Team Bahro
Agents Infiltration, Rescue, Espionage, and
Puzzle-Solving
and boatingirl links in with her
favorite Minnesota twins pennants, jerseys, autographed
baseballs, Homer Hankies, hats, and my 1987 Twins Bear.
They are 12-6 and they will win it all!
Meanwhile Merlin had gotten the
helicopter to the top of the cavern. While Ronda was
putting on her gear, Merlin was looking
worried.
"Ronda, are thou sure that thy art right
in doing this? Truly, anything could happen to you! Thy
Relto book might cease to function, you might faint,
this venture really does not seem wise!"
"Merlin,
it's okay. I don't mind. Just let me go." says
Ronda.
"I would sooner die myself than let you do
this foolish deed."
"Really?" says
Ronda.
"Absolutely. I would rather die a thound
deaths than live to see you in danger."
"Oh,
Merlin..."
"Oh, my dear lady, I must tell you! I
love you more than there are stars in the sky! I have
never felt before like I feel when you are near! That is
why I will not let you go, my love, for I value you more
than anything else in this whole world, even my own
life."
"Why, I had no idea! Merlin, I've been
wanting to tell you this ever since we firt met... I
love you!"
"You do?"
"Yes Merlin, I
do."
"Well then, let us leave this dizzying
height for the ground."
"Okay."
And they
kiss*
"We had best be under way," says
Merlin.
And they begin the
descent*
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Merlin
in the Institution and Mysti in the A&C Team Bahro
Agents Infiltration, Rescue, Espionage, and
Puzzle-Solving
merlin? Have you been
getting into your mother's romance novels
again?
Back on topic:
Kestryll saunters
back up from sub-level 3 Does a quick disco dance then
heads back up to the counter. He puts the list with the
rest, submits payment for the lot and take a seat again.
He pulls his catalog back out of his pack and picks up
where he left off.
What guy in their right
mind would wear lavender?...
___________________________ Totally
Witless & Incoherent Thinker Owner: Kestryll Inc.
(Delivery, Catering and Liquid Spirits) Scourge of
Traffic Cones and part-time Bartender. If I can't do
it, you can!
OOC: No, Kest. I am merely very
well-read in all sorts of novels. I try to be
original.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Merlin
in the Institution and Mysti in the A&C Team Bahro
Agents Infiltration, Rescue, Espionage, and
Puzzle-Solving
You're starting to read
like a bad romance novel. No offense kid.
Back on
topic: Kestryll catches the scent of something
good. He gets up and starts sniffing around. He finally
sniffs his way to the courtyard and the big book.
Looking at the page it's open to he ponders and links
in.
Awhile later he's back from the Baseball Age
wearing a Twins jersey. He strolls back down to the
DISCO and takes the chair behind the counter
again.
___________________________ Totally
Witless & Incoherent Thinker Owner: Kestryll Inc.
(Delivery, Catering and Liquid Spirits) Scourge of
Traffic Cones and part-time Bartender. If I can't do
it, you can!
Speedy takes
her glass of champagne and walks to Thietris' office.
She sees Cordelia coming away from his door. "Is
Thietris in there?" Speedy asked. "Yes, but he's
sleeping right now. Come back in the morning," Cordelia
said. "Ahh ok... is it ok if I leave a note on his
door then?" "Sure, he should be able to see it in
the morning," "Great! Thanks for the
information," Cordelia walked away and Speedy managed
to find a piece of paper and a pen. She finished writing
and taped a note to Thietris' door:
Dear
Thietris, Grassie, MrD, Dr Warrell, and I (along with
a mushroom-addict FM) are back in town. Great party by
the way. If there is anything that needs to get done or
researched, feel free to contact me. I will be around
but I would like a day or so to recuperate from
Teledahn. I need to get the spores out of my system.
Thanks! ~Speedy
After that, Speedy walked
off and pondered, now where would there be a good place
for me to spend the night? Is there a good perch
around?
Studying gives you knowledge.
Knowledge is power. Power corrupts. I am learning how to
be corrupt.
Kest, it's supposed to be so excessive
that it's funny. Like Tim the Toolman Tailor. Got it?
Besides, give a kid a
break.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Merlin
in the Institution and Mysti in the A&C Team Bahro
Agents Infiltration, Rescue, Espionage, and
Puzzle-Solving
Also, my character is supposed to be
rather Shakespearean, and they always acted like
that.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Merlin
in the Institution and Mysti in the A&C Team Bahro
Agents Infiltration, Rescue, Espionage, and
Puzzle-Solving