The World Assembly Strangers' Bar

[Araraukar]

"New" intern, yes, one you can harass, pffffft, not bloody likely.

OOC: Pffft back at ya, Janis can harass anyone. (Not that she necessarily will, mind you, unless she's really, really, really bored...)

[WA Kitty Kops]

Max decides he has had enough to eat and now offers the leftovers to the cat. "Well yes, so to speak. Technically Greater Louisistan consists of more than one island, but let's not go into too much detail here. And what is your role in this snakepit, young feline?"

In proper feline manners, the Chief Inshpekshuuner grabbed the choiciest morcel and moved to eat it from the carpet. "I plays with the snakes," he said between bites. "I also distracts and scares and guides people. I gets into places I shouldn't and find out things I shouldn't have been able to. But is all good; my human doesn't know I speaks and reads. I don't spy for her."

OOC: I'm going to ignore the fact that he currently co-exists in 2 places at once; going to put that down to felinity rather than WA magic. Cats can totally be in more than one place at once...

[Louisistan]

This time, it's Max who gets visibly uncomfortable. "There's... There's snakes in this place? Oh... Right. Because of the snakepit. I get it. Phew...." He relaxes again. Wolfgang decides to take a chance and see whether the cat has actually found out anything of interest for him: "Sooo... did you find out anything interesting lately?" He offers the cat another bite of meat.

[Herby]

I am a Wooolksvaaaaagen. Heh heh. That's the company that made me. And the Beetle is my model. You ehhhh you don't have cars in your nation?

"Ah. We have cars, just not like you. Ours are called VTOL Hovercars and operate on using HE3 and an AI that drives for the user unless overridden."

An AI that drives! Just like me, I'm an AI! Ehhhhhh in theory anyway.

[Taigawa]

"Ah. We have cars, just not like you. Ours are called VTOL Hovercars and operate on using HE3 and an AI that drives for the user unless overridden."

An AI that drives! Just like me, I'm an AI! Ehhhhhh in theory anyway.

"Quite amazing what one can do with such technology. Also, You would'nt mind being called an Ancila would you? The empress considers it the correct term for a fully sentient AI."

Max decides he has had enough to eat and now offers the leftovers to the cat. "Well yes, so to speak. Technically Greater Louisistan consists of more than one island, but let's not go into too much detail here. And what is your role in this snakepit, young feline?"

In proper feline manners, the Chief Inshpekshuuner grabbed the choiciest morcel and moved to eat it from the carpet. "I plays with the snakes," he said between bites. "I also distracts and scares and guides people. I gets into places I shouldn't and find out things I shouldn't have been able to. But is all good; my human doesn't know I speaks and reads. I don't spy for her."

OOC: I'm going to ignore the fact that he currently co-exists in 2 places at once; going to put that down to felinity rather than WA magic. Cats can totally be in more than one place at once...

OOC:Either that or they're just really good at showing up in unexpected places. Either way it's cute.

[WA Kitty Kops]

This time, it's Max who gets visibly uncomfortable. "There's... There's snakes in this place? Oh... Right. Because of the snakepit. I get it. Phew...." He relaxes again. Wolfgang decides to take a chance and see whether the cat has actually found out anything of interest for him: "Sooo... did you find out anything interesting lately?" He offers the cat another bite of meat.

"Also the actual snakes in the venta- vento- the air pipes, but they won't eat you either," the cat said and accepted Wolfgang's treat. "And yes I has, but does yous really want me to tell yous? Because I's been to your nation's office too, and someone else might ask me about yous."

OOC:Either that or they're just really good at showing up in unexpected places. Either way it's cute.

OOC: The second place he's at, is curled up on Herby's hood currently, so practically in front of your ambassador.

[Taigawa]

This time, it's Max who gets visibly uncomfortable. "There's... There's snakes in this place? Oh... Right. Because of the snakepit. I get it. Phew...." He relaxes again. Wolfgang decides to take a chance and see whether the cat has actually found out anything of interest for him: "Sooo... did you find out anything interesting lately?" He offers the cat another bite of meat.

"Also the actual snakes in the venta- vento- the air pipes, but they won't eat you either," the cat said and accepted Wolfgang's treat. "And yes I has, but does yous really want me to tell yous? Because I's been to your nation's office too, and someone else might ask me about yous."

OOC:Either that or they're just really good at showing up in unexpected places. Either way it's cute.

OOC: The second place he's at, is curled up on Herby's hood currently, so practically in front of your ambassador.

Rila sees the cat and goes to pick it up to hold it.

[WA Kitty Kops]

Rila sees the cat and goes to pick it up to hold it.

The Chief Inshpekshuuner shied away, hissed slightly and retreated to a spot on Herby's roof that was well away from her reach. If one was to listen very closely they would've heard it grumbling something about unwanted cuddling under its breath.

OOC: It's not personal, Tai, he just doesn't want to be picked up, at least not until the location paradox has collapsed in on itself. And the reason he's not speaking in the main Bar room is that Janis is there.

[Taigawa]

Rila sees the cat and goes to pick it up to hold it.

The Chief Inshpekshuuner shied away, hissed slightly and retreated to a spot on Herby's roof that was well away from her reach. If one was to listen very closely they would've heard it grumbling something about unwanted cuddling under its breath.

OOC: It's not personal, Tai, he just doesn't want to be picked up, at least not until the location paradox has collapsed in on itself. And the reason he's not speaking in the main Bar room is that Janis is there.

OOC Understandable given the circumstances. Also, any one else have a problem using NS recently?

[The Puddle Jumping Wads of Wrapper]

(Ari, carrying a small pink box under his arm and looking sullen, enters the bar, with Ahume, eyes bloodshot, close behind. Ari approaches Bell, while Ahume approaches the bar near Janis.)

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ARI: Benjamin. (He opens the box, revealing slim cigars, each with a small pink ribbon.) Oh, be careful not to smoke near Ogenbond, remember what happened the last time we blew smoke at a Wallenburgian? (He clears his throat.) Anyone else for a cheap, low-quality cigar? Neville, a cigar? Steph? A cigar? Parsons, you smoke? Janis? Cigar? Herby, do.... erm, never mind. Oh, by the way, it's a girl. Obviously.

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(Ahume motions to Neville and quietly places an order. He waits patiently, then is offered two mugs. He takes both drinks and sits down across from Janis, placing the mug with cocoa in front of her.)

AHUME: Hey. Kay's fine. Baby's fine. Named her Elle. Get it? Kay? Elle? Never mind, bad Tau'ri joke. Anyway. Is Ty gone yet?

[Araraukar]

(Ahume motions to Neville and quietly places an order. He waits patiently, then is offered two mugs. He takes both drinks and sits down across from Janis, placing the mug with cocoa in front of her.)

AHUME: Hey. Kay's fine. Baby's fine. Named her Elle. Get it? Kay? Elle? Never mind, bad Tau'ri joke. Anyway. Is Ty gone yet?

Gratefully accepting the cocoa, Janis put the binder full of paperwork aside. "Yes, Ty made a good showing at acting like an ambassador, and then said goodbye to the cactus, and left. Also, I think that if you end up with a flowering plant with aquamarine-coloured flowers in your office, with Ty's mailing address on it, you should forward it to him."

[Wallenburg]

ARI: Benjamin. (He opens the box, revealing slim cigars, each with a small pink ribbon.) Oh, be careful not to smoke near Ogenbond, remember what happened the last time we blew smoke at a Wallenburgian? (He clears his throat.) Anyone else for a cheap, low-quality cigar? Neville, a cigar? Steph? A cigar? Parsons, you smoke? Janis? Cigar? Herby, do.... erm, never mind. Oh, by the way, it's a girl. Obviously.

Ogenbond chuckles. "Hmph!" He reaches over and lifts a cigar from the box. "Let's see, this is an interesting little thing. I suppose I light it at the end like we do back home?"

As Mikael lights the cigar and gives it a puff, Gerald enters the bar. He sees the Wads and walks to Ari and Ogenbond.

"Hello, sir. I didn't know you smoked."

Ogenbond smiles. "Special occasions, my friend."

Gerald nods and turns to Ari. "Hello, Ambassador." Reaching into his coat pocket, he pulls out an envelope and extends it to Ari. "A congratulatory letter from Helen to our mutual friend on Tollana. As I had expected, the postal service back home had no idea what she meant by 'Tollana Gamma'. Could you do me a favor and make sure this gets to the new mother?"

[Separatist Peoples]

(Ari, carrying a small pink box under his arm and looking sullen, enters the bar, with Ahume, eyes bloodshot, close behind. Ari approaches Bell, while Ahume approaches the bar near Janis.)

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ARI: Benjamin. (He opens the box, revealing slim cigars, each with a small pink ribbon.) Oh, be careful not to smoke near Ogenbond, remember what happened the last time we blew smoke at a Wallenburgian? (He clears his throat.) Anyone else for a cheap, low-quality cigar? Neville, a cigar? Steph? A cigar? Parsons, you smoke? Janis? Cigar? Herby, do.... erm, never mind. Oh, by the way, it's a girl. Obviously.

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(Ahume motions to Neville and quietly places an order. He waits patiently, then is offered two mugs. He takes both drinks and sits down across from Janis, placing the mug with cocoa in front of her.)

AHUME: Hey. Kay's fine. Baby's fine. Named her Elle. Get it? Kay? Elle? Never mind, bad Tau'ri joke. Anyway. Is Ty gone yet?

"A girl? Congratulations to Kay!" Bell snags a cigar and trims the end with a silver filigree clipper.

"To many more! Er, y'know, if she wants more. So, does Elle have my eyes?"

He gets a good look at the Wads, seeing how wiped they are. "Good lord, man, when was the last time you guys slept? You need a pick-me-up. Bartender, get these men some Jetfuel Java before they fall over."

[New Dukaine]

Pama Umoja walks in, orders a beer, and sits next to Ambassador Bell. He orders a beer, then sits back. "You know, does anyone have a feeling in their stomach every time you put a proposal on the voting floor, and it is leading in for votes, and the next thing you think that's going to happen is it is going to lead in against? You know that?"

[Separatist Peoples]

Pama Umoja walks in, orders a beer, and sits next to Ambassador Bell. He orders a beer, then sits back. "You know, does anyone have a feeling in their stomach every time you put a proposal on the voting floor, and it is leading in for votes, and the next thing you think that's going to happen is it is going to lead in against? You know that?"

"Um...paranoia? No. Sorry."

He checks the vote on a tablet, courtesy of Marshal Enta, the last Monkey Island delegate. "Two thousand to six hundred. That would be a hard defeat to snatch from the jaws of victory."

[New Dukaine]

Pama Umoja walks in, orders a beer, and sits next to Ambassador Bell. He orders a beer, then sits back. "You know, does anyone have a feeling in their stomach every time you put a proposal on the voting floor, and it is leading in for votes, and the next thing you think that's going to happen is it is going to lead in against? You know that?"

"Um...paranoia? No. Sorry."

He checks the vote on a tablet, courtesy of Marshal Enta, the last Monkey Island delegate. "Two thousand to six hundred. That would be a hard defeat to snatch from the jaws of victory."

He nods

"Like they say, third time's the charm!"

(OOC: I submitted it 3 times and it reached the floor for the 3rd time)

"We could see a GA #376 here."

Pama searches for a crumpled sticky note.

"Ah, here it is! What I was going to say if anyone needs to write a repeal..." he stops.

"Well anyways, it's going well so far!"

[Imperium Anglorum]

ARI: Benjamin. (He opens the box, revealing slim cigars, each with a small pink ribbon.) Oh, be careful not to smoke near Ogenbond, remember what happened the last time we blew smoke at a Wallenburgian? (He clears his throat.) Anyone else for a cheap, low-quality cigar? Neville, a cigar? Steph? A cigar? Parsons, you smoke? Janis? Cigar? Herby, do.... erm, never mind. Oh, by the way, it's a girl. Obviously.

Parsons looks at the Wad and smiles, 'Well, not much anymore,' he hits the table, 'I don't see why the hell not though!' and takes a cigar. He hears what Bell asked, and says, 'Get them a nice cup of tea too. Caffeine always is a nice thing to have'.

[The Puddle Jumping Wads of Wrapper]

AHUME: Hey. Kay's fine. Baby's fine. Named her Elle. Get it? Kay? Elle? Never mind, bad Tau'ri joke. Anyway. Is Ty gone yet?

Gratefully accepting the cocoa, Janis put the binder full of paperwork aside. "Yes, Ty made a good showing at acting like an ambassador, and then said goodbye to the cactus, and left. Also, I think that if you end up with a flowering plant with aquamarine-coloured flowers in your office, with Ty's mailing address on it, you should forward it to him."

AHUME: Good for him. (He takes a sip and frowns.) Mmm. Holy Hannah, that's the worst coffee I've ever tasted. (He drinks some more.) So he said goodbye to the plants. Wish I'd seen that. Did he try to hug the cactus?

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Ogenbond chuckles. "Hmph!" He reaches over and lifts a cigar from the box. "Let's see, this is an interesting little thing. I suppose I light it at the end like we do back home?"

ARI: No, you light it in the middle. (He turns to Gerald and rolls his eyes.)

Gerald nods and turns to Ari. "Hello, Ambassador." Reaching into his coat pocket, he pulls out an envelope and extends it to Ari. "A congratulatory letter from Helen to our mutual friend on Tollana. As I had expected, the postal service back home had no idea what she meant by 'Tollana Gamma'. Could you do me a favor and make sure this gets to the new mother?"

ARI: Might take awhile, but sure. I think we have a shipment of supplies going out next week. Cigar, my friend? So tell me, was Helen full of it when she said that cigars sexually stimulated her? Or does that only work on females? Erm. I mean... she... (he points to his face) her... (he opens his fingers) ...on her face? Her... spongeon? Ahume!

AHUME: Srigen.

ARI: What he said.

AHUME: I think it means ovaries.

ARI: Thank you, I'm pretty sure Gerald knows what it means.

"Good lord, man, when was the last time you guys slept? You need a pick-me-up. Bartender, get these men some Jetfuel Java before they fall over."

ARI: I don't know, what day is it? Oh, no, no, not that shit. Ever since he started cleaning out the coffee pot on a daily basis, it's been horrible. No offense, Neville. Hey, got any cans of that Red Taurus stuff? One for me and one for... erm... three for Ahume. (whsipers to Bell) He got less sleep than I did. (He makes a very subtle obscene gesture.)

[Wallenburg]

AHUME: Good for him. (He takes a sip and frowns.) Mmm. Holy Hannah, that's the worst coffee I've ever tasted. (He drinks some more.) So he said goodbye to the plants. Wish I'd seen that. Did he try to hug the cactus?

Ogenbond coughs as he tries to laugh with the cigar in his mouth. He smiles at Ahume and relaxes, taking another drag from the cigar.

Ogenbond chuckles. "Hmph!" He reaches over and lifts a cigar from the box. "Let's see, this is an interesting little thing. I suppose I light it at the end like we do back home?"

ARI: No, you light it in the middle. (He turns to Gerald and rolls his eyes.)

Ogenbond coughs again and takes the cigar out of his mouth. "Ha ha! Good one! Oh, Jenny's going to be furious with me for taking this." He chuckles to himself and puts the cigar back in his mouth.

ARI: Might take awhile, but sure. I think we have a shipment of supplies going out next week. Cigar, my friend? So tell me, was Helen full of it when she said that cigars sexually stimulated her? Or does that only work on females? Erm. I mean... she... (he points to his face) her... (he opens his fingers) ...on her face? Her... spongeon? Ahume!

AHUME: Srigen.

ARI: What he said.

AHUME: I think it means ovaries.

ARI: Thank you, I'm pretty sure Gerald knows what it means.

Gerald smiles. "No, no thanks. I don't smoke. As to what Helen told you, I can only imagine that someone else was smoking at her. Irritation of her...well, her 'nose'...would only really happen if the smoke were quite literally landing on her face. Um...yeah."

Gerald feels the bridge of his own nose and compares it to Ogenbond's. "I'm not really an expert on Testificate reproduction, and despite living my entire life alongside them, I have no idea what they find so appealing about noses."

Mikael looks up at Gerald, "Well, if it's any consolation, your Indevian reproduction is more boring to me than an encyclopedia on mushrooms."

[The Puddle Jumping Wads of Wrapper]

Gerald smiles. "No, no thanks. I don't smoke. As to what Helen told you, I can only imagine that someone else was smoking at her. Irritation of her...well, her 'nose'...would only really happen if the smoke were quite literally landing on her face. Um...yeah."

Gerald feels the bridge of his own nose and compares it to Ogenbond's. "I'm not really an expert on Testificate reproduction, and despite living my entire life alongside them, I have no idea what they find so appealing about noses."

Mikael looks up at Gerald, "Well, if it's any consolation, your Indevian reproduction is more boring to me than an encyclopedia on mushrooms."

ARI: (He winks at Gerald and smiles.) Well then. Smoking "at" her, you say? Sounds like we need to do a quick experiment.

(Ari grabs the lighted cigar from Ogenbond, puffs it a few times, and blows smoke rings in Ogenbond's face. He then watches closely and waits for a physical reaction.)

[Sierra Lyricalia]

Steph looks up from where she's been sitting, alternately dazed and really, really intent on something or other on her phone. The half-empty beer in front of her long since warmed over, she orders a straight bourbon and makes her way over.

"So let me get this straight. Your dear friend and protege has a child - literally grows a new person inside of her, forcibly extracts it, and shows it to you, beaming until her face hurts - and mind you, this is someone we all know and came to respect quite highly, whatever her... transgressions..." Steph clears her throat quickly, trying not to get bogged down in an argument about radical pacifism. She continues, "...and for all that: you remembered to bring us cigars - but not pictures?!?"

She shakes her head. "I swear, sometimes the two of you..." She shakes her head again. Then grins. "Thanks for the smokes, though," she drawls, reaching into the box. The end of the cigar proves a bit tougher to bite off than she'd anticipated, but eventually she gets it, spits it into the ashtray she'd lifted off the bar, and begins rummaging around for the ridiculous implement she normally uses for this purpose. Failing after a few moments, she grumbles audibly.

"Screw it, damn thing's an affectation anyway." Steph opens the button on a pocket of her black fatigues, and pulls out an ordinary titanium-plated lighter. Smoke surrounds her as she gets the thing lit; then she glances nervously up at the weapons nullifier.

"Just how cheap didja say these things were, again?"

[Araraukar]

AHUME: Good for him. (He takes a sip and frowns.) Mmm. Holy Hannah, that's the worst coffee I've ever tasted. (He drinks some more.) So he said goodbye to the plants. Wish I'd seen that. Did he try to hug the cactus?

"Nah, just awkwardly calling the hivemind his friend and apparently getting a message back calling him the same. I only know about the flower promised because Johan texted me to ask if I could think of any Araraukarian plant with aquamarine flowers. Told him I only knew of some orchids that are probably too finicky to grow in a normal room space, but apparently the hivemind just needed something to start the work from."

[The Puddle Jumping Wads of Wrapper]

"So let me get this straight. Your dear friend and protege has a child - literally grows a new person inside of her, forcibly extracts it, and shows it to you, beaming until her face hurts - and mind you, this is someone we all know and came to respect quite highly, whatever her... transgressions..." Steph clears her throat quickly, trying not to get bogged down in an argument about radical pacifism. She continues, "...and for all that: you remembered to bring us cigars - but not pictures?!?"

ARI: Ah ah ah, cigars first, then pictures. (He takes another puff.) Okay, enough of that shit, those things are vile. (He pulls out a tablet and slowly scrolls through pictures, just long enough for an "oooh" or an "aaah", then stops at one of baby, mother and grandmother.) Mmm. Yes. Spitting images of each other, don't you think? She has her mother's eyes, and her grandmother's wrinkles.

"Nah, just awkwardly calling the hivemind his friend and apparently getting a message back calling him the same. I only know about the flower promised because Johan texted me to ask if I could think of any Araraukarian plant with aquamarine flowers. Told him I only knew of some orchids that are probably too finicky to grow in a normal room space, but apparently the hivemind just needed something to start the work from."

AHUME: He was a strange Wad indeed. (He pauses) What?

[Araraukar]

AHUME: He was a strange Wad indeed. (He pauses) What?

"What "what"? Now who's acting as a strange Wad?" Janis teased him.

[The Puddle Jumping Wads of Wrapper]

AHUME: He was a strange Wad indeed. (He pauses) What?

"What "what"? Now who's acting as a strange Wad?" Janis teased him.

AHUME: (arches an eyebrow) Indeed. So, the president was there. Or I should say, ex-president, she stepped down a couple weeks ago. It was good to see her and Arya together again, and not fighting over... things.