h2g2 The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy: Earth Edition

I meant the lightning not doing any damage.

*Chesworth's face appears on the com screen*

Chesworth-As long as you don't become a threat, feel free to use our air-space. Does your ship need any repairs or supplies after you were attacked?

Just about everything that's happening seems to be inevitable, one way or another...

[Rai] Oh, thanks. I think the ship's fine, just needs some extra recharging before it can get us anywhere, after all that dodging it had to do...

*Rai suddenly gets an odd look on his face*

Although, actually, I could probably use some good, strong tea... I'm famished.

[Yar] Oh yeah. Tea is good.

Chesworth-Hmmm, tea....any specific type? I know that we've got some in the Rec-Room, but it wouldn't be too difficult to get some from the 24-7 if you want a different brand or flavor.

[Rai] As long as it's got caffeine in it, anything's good. I'm caffeine-powered, y'see. Coffee's stronger, but I'm partial to tea...

*turns back to his passengers* Unless anyone else wants something different? Er... I'm sorry, I don't know either of your names.

*The com-screen splits to show Affy's face. Affy is apparently at Lil's, and he seems to be soaking wet, with a few bits of deflated plastic attached to his shoulder. Something strange is happening in the background....a fairly large squid, a helicopter, and a salonista about to pick a fight with some CLI securibots can easily be seen through the com-screen, for instance....but he seems to be calm*

Affy-Hey, what's the comotion up here? Oh, hey YK. NYC.

Chesworth-I'm in the process of delivering them some caffeinated tea. Do we have any?

Affy-Check the rec room.

*Chesworth departs to check*

Affy-So, it's been a weird day on my end. How 'bout you guys?

[Yar] Well, we had to go through the Matrix to get from the Merovingian's Chateau to the Grand Repository of Knowledge in the Clintstar Expanse cuz the STUMPED dudes wanted to meet that evil, alternate-universe version of you, who is now gonna do something -- I still dunno what -- and meanwhile I sensed some kinda deadly danger comin' after me, and I dunno what it is, so, uh ... you win.

*NYC longs for inky, black tea. Preferably of the mind-blowing type. Of course, if he were to express his desire for such, it might mess with his thug mystique... or something. NYC just hopes it isn't that herbal @#$*.*

[Yar] Actually, for me, I'll have some inky-black tea ... y'know, preferably the mind-blowing type of thing. Oh, and better get one for NYC, too, although I wouldn't be surprised if he declines on the grounds that it messes with his thug mystique-thing.

Affy-*Into wristwatch* Chesworth, we got any of that inky-black tea?

Chesworth-Yeah, we've got about every variety of tea down here. No one's really used any for a while, so our stores are pretty full. Might not be the freshest, but it's still good.

Affy-Beam it up to their ship. *To Rai et al* So, that evil me guy? Weird. Well, have fun! Good luck to you.

*A tea kettle and some cups materialize on the floor*

*NYC stares in shock at Yar*

[NYC] how long have you been able to do that?

[Yar] Well I /am/ a Jedi. [picks up the kettle and pours ]

[Suddenly, and without warning, nothing happens.]

Yeah, YEAH, so I've had finals. Just for that, mister...


*Rai guzzles down his first cup of tea, then takes another in a more polite manner. The ship blinks out of CLI airspace and ends up preposterously close to A1074494...*

[Rai] Hm, this should be almost there... but where ARE we?


Heh heh heh...

[Yar] [under his breath] Again?

*NYC looks out from a porthole*

[NYC] Err, how in blue blazes does this hunk a' tin work? And what are we doing here?!

*Rai looks at the two passengers.*

[Rai] You *know* where we are? Hm, well, maybe if you could tell me about this place, I could give you some idea of what the ship's doing...

*glares at NYC*

Or were you referring to *me*?

[NYC] You, the ship, it's all one and the same scrap metal. =p

*NYC peers out at the complex. He shudders involuntarily*

[NYC] Can we get moving now, or shall we start a game of "kick the robot"?

*Rai mutters something that sounds suspiciously like 'sticks and stones'. He turns the chair away from NYC and stares out the window.*

[Rai] Such wonderful company, such wonderful scenery. Why does this have to happen...?