*Rolls eyes and gets dressed as well, in a business suit with a tie, button up cotton shirt, and black coat and pants. Also puts on some nice dress shoes. Walks out, pulling at the tie.* I should be carrying around a top hat and a cane...
(*Let's go of boat wheel.* Jesus take the wheel!:P) Yeah, wouldn't want you walking to see father in your under clothes... *Gestures at what she's wearing.*
*Looks at her as the connection ends.* So not only is your boyfriend a Prince, soon he'll be a diplomatic ambassador! OOC: I wish we could do a forward cut to the Kaiser saying no.
*Blinks.* I like that idea. Renounce all ties with Ba'al and the League, become an ambassador to them and the Federation for this Empire, then... eventually have to come back when my father dies. Beats staying here the entire time.
If we kill Otto and Ismerelda, delete or destroy all of their research, and then destroy the machine and all copies, we should be able to return home with no problem. *Frowns.* But that sounds evil, and it would leave the Empire without an heir... *Chuckles.* Look at me, already thinking about Princely duties... TRIBBLE:…
*Smolders, but sees reason.* Okay, I understand. I'll.... uh, leave the badge here and go wake Jade, then... *Sets the badge on a table, then walks back into the bedroom.*
Uhm, they don't want to kill us, because I'm.... uh, royalty here, apparently. But they don't like Kryst... I mean Captain Jade because she's Trill, and the Trill here have a big empire that are bent on annihilating the humanrace....
She's great, a little stressed, I guess, but everything else is fine. Our situation? Uh, we're in... I wouldn't say hostile... passive aggressive? Yeah,passive aggressive territory.
TRIBBLE: Um, thanks? *** *Sighs quietly, then stands slowly, trying not to disturb Jade. He walks over and grabs her uniform top, which was on the floor, and unpins the commbadge. Takes it into the closet and answers.* Hello? This is Kuntel... Captain Jade us currently sleeping....
OOC: I'm back, school... *The Woman walks through the room, greeting everyone politely and introducing herself. The man, who is more like a shadow, follows close by.*
*TRIBBLE nods, yawns, then passes out, face hitting the console. Sari sighs.* Sari: I'll deal with him and setting up the order. If you would be so kind as to gather a commbadge connection capable communication device, it would be very helpful. *She types at a console, TRIBBLE lightly snoring next to her.*
TRIBBLE: Of course! And so much more, for only the small price of 19.99! *Sari smacks him. He blinks and looks around tiredly.* TRIBBLE: What? Sari: You went insane. TRIBBLE: Oh. *He looks at Tala.* TRIBBLE: Anyway, we should be able to replicate it using an industrial replicator
*He taps at the console and a diagram of a crazy looking machine appears.* TRIBBLE: Our new trans-dimensional transporter, communicator, and coffee machine! Sari: He's joking about the coffee. TRIBBLE: Or am I?