Host Brett says:
<<<<Resume Mission "Currahee Part 6">>>>

Host Centurion says:
INFO: The CO and CMO, in Romulan disguise, stand confronted in the street by four Romulan soldiers.  The centurion seems quite skeptical of their documents and the soldiers are pulling their disrupters from their holsters as the things begin to deteriorate.

Host Centurion says:
CO /CMO: So, pilgrims, why are you not listed as having come through the spaceport?

Host K`Beth says:
Centurion: We are not on any passenger manifest because we arrived as crew on an old freighter.  We couldn't afford passage so had to work in the holds handling cargo.

Hunter says:
::outwardly remains calm::

Hunter says:
::leaning on his walking stave::

Host Centurion says:
CO: I see...And the name of this freighter was...?

Host K`Beth says:
Centurion: I'm not quite sure as we were merely cargo holders.  The Starbird....Sunbird.... I assure you the name was more glorious than that debilitated ship.

Host Centurion says:
::Types on his PADD::

Host Centurion says:
CO: Firebird?  Was that it?

Host K`Beth says:
Centurion: That does sound familiar.  As I said...we weren't allowed out of the cargo hold and none of the crew would speak to us.  ::sighs:: The indignities one must endure to further religious study.

Host Centurion says:
CO: ::Nods absently::  Yes, yes.  ::Makes notes on his PADD::  So, you were saying you wanted the name of a hotel?

Host K`Beth says:
Centurion: Yes please, one that is modest...but respectable.

Host Centurion says:
CO: The Centurion's Rest is a fine establishment.  Many vacationing soldiers stay there.  It is near the spaceport on Ging-Low street.

Host K`Beth says:
Centurion: Thank you.  We will certainly apply there.

Host Centurion says:
CO: Fine.  Good day Citizen.  ::Nods and steps aside.  His men lower their weapons.::

Hunter says:
::Takes his papers back with a bow and walks on::

Host K`Beth says:
::takes her papers back from the guard and also walks through the gate::

Host Centurion says:
::Eyes the "pilgrims" as they walk away. ::

Host K`Beth says:
::leads the way down the street in the direction of the space-dock.  Turns down a side street out of the guards line of sight::

Hunter says:
CO:: That was close.

Host K`Beth says:
::grimly:: CMO: Too close.  We'll have to find another route back t the temple tomorrow.

Hunter says:
::nods::

Host K`Beth says:
::turns down another street and slows her pace a bit:: CMO: We'll return to the ship and then map out another way, the last thing we need to do is stay in a hotel with a bunch of Romulan soldiers.

Hunter says:
CO: ::chuckles:: Agreed.

Host K`Beth says:
CMO:  I wonder how the others are doing.

Hunter says:
CO: Yes I do too, I hope they are faring better than we are...perhaps we should ask a local merchant for any suggestions on an Inn, or hotel, somehow I think returning to the ship would be a bad idea

Host K`Beth says:
CMO: Do you happen to have any of the local currency on you?

Hunter says:
CO: No ma'am I wasn’t issued any .

Host K`Beth says:
::stops and looks around:: CMO: Well I agree that I would like to limit exposure to the ship.  Maybe we can work for our room and board.  ::sees a street vender and walks over to him::

Hunter says:
::follows the CO::

Host K`Beth says:
Vendor: Excuse me...but we are pilgrims in need of lodging.  We are willing to work for our room and board.  Would you happen to know of an inn that might need our services?

Host Vendor says:
CO: ::Stops his work on a clay urn and looks at the two Romulans::

Host Vendor says:
CO: Well I am sure any inn would be honored to have ones such as yourselves staying there.  However, if your religion decrees you work, then perhaps it would help if you told me your skills.

Host K`Beth says:
Vendor: Unfortunately our skills are limited to cleaning and serving.  A few odd jobs around an establishment...nothing specialized.

Host Vendor says:
CO: Ohh, well am not sure which inn would accept Honored ones such as yourselves demeaning themselves in such a manner.  You may as well try any inn you come across.  ::Shrugs helplessly::

Host K`Beth says:
::gives a small bow of thanks to the vendor and leaves::

Hunter says:
::follows the CO::

Host K`Beth says:
::walks back down the street:: CMO: Did you hear what he said?  Sounded as if we could stay at any inn for free because we are Romulans.

Hunter says:
CO: Worth a try ::Grins::

Host K`Beth says:
::looks up and down the street until she sees a small inn called The Artist's Nook with a brightly painted sign out front:: CMO: That looks about as benign as I can see around here.

Hunter says:
CO:: We have to find something

Host K`Beth says:
::enters the inn and walks up to the front desk::

Hunter says:
::follows::

Host Brett says:
INFO: The Artist's Nook is a small inn with a common room, several large tables and benches and the front desk.  Off to one side is a door leading to the kitchen.

Host Clerk says:
::Bows as the two Honored Ones approach.::

Host K`Beth says:
Clerk: We would like a room.

Host Clerk says:
CO: Of course Honored ones, of course.  ::Brings out a book ledger::  Names please.

Host K`Beth says:
::puts their names down::

Host Clerk says:
::Smiles::  CO: Now then, our finest room is ten sabos per night.  How long will you be staying with us?

Host K`Beth says:
::smiles with a half bow:: Clerk:  We are pilgrims on a religious mission.  We do not have the money to pay.

Host Clerk says:
::Smile fades::  CO /CMO: Oh dear....

INFO: Meanwhile back on the ship……

Host Flynn says:     
::Returns from the kitchen carrying two bowls.::

Host Sykora says:     
::smiles and sets her glass down::  What do you have there?

Host Flynn says:
I got your ice cream, but I am not sure why you wanted mustard on it.

Host Sykora says:    
 ::chuckles::  Well would pickle juice have been better? ::grins at him hoping to get a face::

Host Flynn says:    
 ::Wrinkles his nose but hands her the bowl and then sets his own down as well::  I have eaten some horrible things in my day, but you...::Shudders::

Host Sykora says:     
::laughs as she takes the bowl and hungrily gobbles up a bite::  Hmmmm... Delicious.

Host Flynn says:     
::Watches with morbid fascination then defiantly begins eating his own, chocolate covered ice cream::

Host Sykora says:     
::takes another bite and states with her mouth full::  I hope we heard back from the others before to long.

Host Flynn says:     
So do I.  It has been awhile too.  We don't dare risk calling them either.

Host Flynn says:     
Sykora, will you answer a question for me?

Host Sykora says:    
 :: swallows and nods her agreement:: Yes it is too risky.

Host Flynn says:     
What do you think of your people?  ::Motions with his spoon to indicate the Empire outside their ship::

Host Sykora says:    
 ::picks up the bowl and leans back into her seat::  Honestly, I never really gave it much thought.  Having been born and raised in the Federation, I don't even think of them as my people. ::takes a bite::  But now that you mention it... my mother would love for me to get a real life chance to experience my roots.  ::half-smiles::  However, she would probably try to ground me for life if she knew what we were attempting now.

Host Flynn says:     
Well luv, ::Smiles::  she's going to find out isn't she?

Host Sykora says:     
::smiles:: Yes she is, and as the saying goes... "It is easier to ask for forgiveness than permission."

Host Flynn says:     
Ahhh, truer words were never spoken.

Host Sykora says:     
::shakes her head:: I still don't understand why my mother risked going back into the Empire.

Host Flynn says:    
 ::Leans back in his chair and looks up at the ceiling, then back at Sykora::  I'm sure she had her reasons.  You'll just have to ask her.  So, what shall we do to pass the time while our friends are away at their game?  ::Grins::

Host Sykora says:     
::laughs:: Well I seem to have the upper hand when it comes to cards... and you seemed to have the upper hand when it comes to this game since you got me to actually sing...  ::smiles:: Got any suggestions?

Host Sykora says:    
::takes another bite of ice cream::

Host Flynn says:     
Only suggestive ones.  ::Grins::  Ah, but I would like one more round of Truth or Dare, for there is something I very much want to ask you.

Host Sykora says:     
::smiles:: Okay one more round.

Host Sykora says:     
Whose turn is it? ::hopes that it isn't hers::

Host Flynn says:     
Well, since you sang, I guess it is yours.  I price I must pay to ask my question I suppose.

Host Flynn says:     
So, as for me....I will take: Truth.

Host Sykora says:    
 ::nods::  Is there ever a chance that you would settle down and forgo your time and dimension traveling?

Host Flynn says:     
Oh most certainly.  So it has been with my Grandfather and my Father after.  Some day I will grow too old for this sort of gallivanting.  I will find the right girl and take her home to meet the family.  We will find a time and place to settle down and raise or children and then, this lady ::Pats the bulkhead:: will pass on to them.

Host Flynn says:     
Or, I might die first.  ::Grins::

Host Sykora says:     
::smiles:: I shall hope for your sake that the first scenario will happen before the last.

Host Flynn says:     
You hope?  ::Laughs::  I must say I am pushing hard for the first as well.

Host Sykora says:     
::smiles::

Host Flynn says:     
So, to my question.  ::Leans forward::

Host Flynn says:     
Several days ago, when K'Beth and I were telling you one of our tales, you became...upset.  ::Smiles as he knows she is unhappy about that incident::

Host Flynn says:     
My question to you, dear Sykora, is:  Would you come away with me for a time, if given the chance?

Host Sykora says:    
 ::looks up at him and smiles::  I am an explorer at heart, my dear Flynn.  How could I pass up such an opportunity?  Though I must say that I would never be able to leave for a year.  My friends, my family, my crew....they are my life.  I can't imagine being separated from them for to long.

Host Flynn says:     
I see.  Remember not to think in linear terms luv, what is a year for you and I would be but minutes for them.  They would hardly know you were gone...

Host Sykora says:     
::smiles::  I realize that they would not miss me... ::leans forward:: but I would miss them.

Host Flynn says:     
::Looks into her eyes as they are now almost touching noses::  But I thought that all this was what you wanted to escape from.  ::Smiles::  Can it be you've changed your mind?

Host Sykora says:    
::blushes as he hits close to home::

Host Flynn says:     
::Touches his forehead to hers for a moment then leans back in his chair and smiles::  Be thankful for all you have Commander Tarrez, for you have it all.  ::Raises his spoon and toasts her::

Host Sykora says:     
::scraps another spoonful of her ice cream::  Well forgive me if I keep trying to get more. ::enjoys her last bite::

Host Flynn says:     
Of course, aren't we all?  Well luv, as I told you before, my offer still stands:  Say the word and I will whisk you away for as long as you like.  To far off lands, exotic locales, adventures, excitement, romance ::Wiggles his eyebrows::  beauty, danger, love ::Wiggles his eyebrows::  riches, heroics, knowledge.  Everything you could desire.

Host Sykora says:     
::laughs::  Well then consider this as my word... yes.  ::eyes dance with excitement::

Host Flynn says:     
So, when shall we leave?  ::Eyes dance with excitement also::

Host Flynn says:     
Action: A chime sounds in the cabin

Host Sykora says:     
::looks up:: What was that?

Host Alice says:     
Far be it from me to interrupt this little tet a'tet, but I have some disturbing news.

Host Sykora says:    
 ::fear sinks into her heart as Alice speaks of ill news::

Host Alice says:     
I have been monitoring local communications channels.  Oh and thank you so much for installing the Romulan translation program in my databanks Sykora.  While dear Syrna was studying the language I was able to learn it as well.  Fascinating actually.  You know they have three words for...

Host Flynn says:     
Alice: Will you just tell us your news please Alice?

Host Sykora says:    
 ::Stands ready for action, but not really sure what that action might be::

Host Alice says:     
Oh, yes, sorry.  Well, I picked up a transmission from one of the Romulan security patrols in the city.  Seems they have alerted their central office to two suspicious individuals.  They are to be watched and followed.

Host Alice says:     
From their description I can only assume it is two of our party.

Host Sykora says:     
::whispers:: Owyn...

Host Flynn says:     
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