Durston Croft - Revision history

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Herbalsheila at 04:38, 22 September 2007

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Herbalsheila: /* More Talking with Croft about Maraht the Horta */

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Herbalsheila: /* More Talking with Croft */

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Herbalsheila at 04:06, 10 May 2007

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 NRPG: 'Worbairns hacky mucky' means 'The baby needed cleaned up. 'Dottle' is the dark tarry crap that forms in a pipe once tobacco is smoked, and it is not nice to drop it, scattering it everywhere making a mess. I hope you guys get a kick out of this.  ~Sheila
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 Maybe he could try something to eat, and as always he was in the mood for something particularly odd. "Parmesan Polenta" He said quickly. Hoping the replicator would actually give him what he asked for this time.
-(Posted by Sheila Mayer, Justine Garfunkel)
+Stardate: 2407.03.19

Herbalsheila at 03:59, 10 May 2007

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	(USS Hades – CEOs Office – NPC Engineer Ensign Durston Croft – 1235)		(USS Hades – CEOs Office – NPC Engineer Ensign Durston Croft, Chief Engineer Norm Harper – 1235)

	~~Durston Croft walked wearily into the Chief Engineer’s office. His accent was thick~~ in his ~~fatigue~~. ~~“Sir, we ha’~~ been a~~-wurkin’ and are aboot dun patchin’ that warp nacelle~~. ~~But worbairns hacky mucky. I wuz aboot~~ to ~~drop me dottle and so they sent me in. Thought ta reporrit in direct sur.” Durstan’s~~ hands ~~shook with exhaustion~~.		Norm leaned back in his chair, his feet on his desk as he stared blankly at the ceiling. He had been quite good at zoning out lately. He had no idea how excrutiatinly dull the life of a department head could be until he had become one. He still got to get his hands dirty, but most of his time was spent "supervising".

	~~(Reply Norman Harper)~~		He often found himself day dreaming about his plans for the future. He'd planned since he had first obtained his love of tinkering that he would one day open a mechanics garage. It would be a small place, but large enough to accomodate his customers. People still needed their vehicles fixed, and after all he had spent many hours growing up fixing his mother's Whaler. He had broken it most of the time so-

	Durston ~~stumbled~~ to the ~~food~~ replicator to ~~get a hot meal~~. “Gissie, tetties and bagies.”		His vacant thoughts were interrupted by the arrival of one of his engineers. He recognized the face of Durston Croft and smiled, romoving his feet from the tabletop.

			“Sir, we ha’ been a-wurkin’ and are aboot dun patchin’ that warp nacelle. But worbairns hacky mucky. I wuz aboot to drop me dottle and so they sent me in. Thought ta reporrit in direct sur.” Durstan’s hands shook with exhaustion.

			Norm smiled at the thick Scottish accent. He'd grown accostomed to many odd accents over the years, the Itialian one Tony's parents had spoken with, the odd off-Russian accent the Transporter cheif used, the slight German accent of Schliegler and this, the classic Scottish accent.

			"Take a load off, Croft. Help yourself to something to eat." He gestured toward the replicator with a lazy wave of his large hand.

			He watched the engineer stumble to the machine, and wondered if he should comment on it's awful performance, but figured it was just as well. He would figure it out on his own. “Gissie, tetties and bagies.”

	[Unable to comply]		[Unable to comply]

	“Aw fer the luv o’ littal angels,” ~~said Durston, cranky in his fatigue~~. “Pork chops, po-tat-toes, and some turnip. And a cuppa hot coffee, bloody strong n black.” As the ~~replicator materialized~~ the ~~drink~~, ~~Durston rolled his eyes~~, ~~shaking~~ his ~~head~~.		“Aw fer the luv o’ littal angels,” Croft grumbled. “Pork chops, po-tat-toes, and some turnip. And a cuppa hot coffee, bloody strong n black.”

			Norm took note of the expression on the Scot's face when he looked at the coffee. He was glad to see someone who agreed with him. "At least you didn't ask for 'muddy' coffee. Made that mistake a few times myself." He chuckled. "Get a lot done?" He decided to add.

			“Yessur,” Croft replied. Norm raised an eyebrow as the Scot took in the coffee. Norm remembered it being awful, but he made no comment.

			“Afore I went EVA sur, I ha’ already flooshed the plasma manifolds. They couldna’ be any cleaner.” Norm watched understandlingly as Croft worked at his meal. Sometimes it was a task just to chew it up.

	~~(Reply Norman Harper IYW)~~		"Call me Norm." He said. He still couldn't get used to this 'yessur' business. 'Yeah' worked just as well for him.

	~~“Yessur~~,~~” said Durston wrapping his large hand around the hot coffee mug~~ to ~~warm it and picking up his supper in the other.~~ He ~~clomped back to a chair facing the CEO’s desk and sat down. Sipping his coffee~~, ~~he relished~~ the ~~warm bitter liquid running down his throat~~.		"Anything wonderful happen? Anything odd, out of place... anything to get me out of my office!" He said, eying the replicator.

	~~“Afore I went EVA sur~~, ~~I ha’ already flooshed~~ the ~~plasma manifolds~~. ~~They couldna’ be any cleaner~~.~~” Durston ate his food with a bone tired lethargy that~~ he ~~could not mask~~.		Maybe he could try something to eat, and as always he was in the mood for something particularly odd. "Parmesan Polenta" He said quickly. Hoping the replicator would actually give him what he asked for this time.

	~~(Reply Norma Harper)~~

	(Posted by Sheila Mayer)
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Herbalsheila at 03:53, 10 May 2007

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Herbalsheila at 03:53, 10 May 2007

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	NRPG: 'Worbairns hacky mucky' means 'The baby needed cleaned up. 'Dottle' is the dark tarry crap that forms in a pipe once tobacco is smoked, and it is not nice to drop it, scattering it everywhere making a mess. I hope you guys get a kick out of this. ~Sheila		NRPG: 'Worbairns hacky mucky' means 'The baby needed cleaned up. 'Dottle' is the dark tarry crap that forms in a pipe once tobacco is smoked, and it is not nice to drop it, scattering it everywhere making a mess. I hope you guys get a kick out of this. ~Sheila

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	Mission: In the Hands of an Angry God		Mission: In the Hands of an Angry God

	Day 13		Day 13

	Stardate: 2407.03.19		Stardate: 2407.03.19


	(USS Hades – CEOs Office – NPC Engineer Ensign Durston Croft – 1235)		(USS Hades – CEOs Office – NPC Engineer Ensign Durston Croft – 1235)