Hope's Haven ~ A little taste of Gallia

[General Nakazawa]

This is Lord Methos callin, i unfortinatly may not beable to stay for the intertainment for personal maters require me elsware but i will show up for the openin. Il have to come alone thow seeing as all my closest frinds are eather dead or on the bad side of the Mollys, and im curintly single as well, man you guys are lucky. You dont have to live threw all your good frinds funerals, some time i hate being imortal. Well hope to be around for the openin.
Lord Methos out

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[Behemoth]

Sounds like a great place.

Well, I'll try to be arround (even if it's just for the fun of killing some Mollys eheh).

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[Fellow Hoodlum]

Skye, ma dear ... Just spotted a little detail that would be worth a mention here ...
4pm is fairly vague for us European idiots ... That be GMT, EST, PMT or which ever time
zone we are stuck in ... Love a clarification ..

Behemoth ... A threat of violence against the host faction I'm araid would be met with
just a little resistance ... I heard rumour that security may even be down to half a dozen
or so Phantoms ... Even bloodthirsty terrorists like to let their hair down now and again.
Nuff said ...

Hoodlum

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Some say he is a proud member of: "The most paranoid group of people in the Community."

[Behemoth]

Hoodlum, nothing a good drink wouldn't solve ;)

I just hope you dont break the glasses when you start singing,... that is.

So, also being one European, is it at 4pm GMT?

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[Skyedaughter]

Update:

Seems that a crowd be gatherin' already!

So, Skye sez she'll open the doors an hour earlier....
Sancho  ('n Skye)

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Dear Behemoth, Hoodlum, General Nakazawa, Nightfall, and of course, Lightfoot ~ door's open at Hope's Haven, so come along anytime, and I'll be glad to see and greet each and everyone personally. It won't be hard to miss me, if I'm not at the door meself for I've put on me favorite and loveliest gypsy skirt, all afrill with flowers and flounces, and me favorite wenche's blouse, but no peekin' allowed ... all the buttons will be buttoned. I'm so excited at the response to Hope's Haven, an idea born from the "Widow's Lament" to find the freedom in my heart once again. Once it occurred to me, I thought, why didn't I think of this sooner. Ah well, things come in their own time, as the moment is right. And so it is ... right ... NOW! Hugs to all ~ Skye

[Skyedaughter]

:::lifting skirts to walk up steps to stage::: (Skye)

Welcome Everyone ~ I'll say a bit about that later ... It's so great to see so many good folk, all ye lads and lasses out there. :::Skye leans to peer a bit closer:::
And isn't that Sancho standing by Table 3. Whatever you want in the way of drink or food, just let me own lasses know. It's all on the house tonight.

Okay, okay ... thank you very much. :::melodic laugh:::

It really warms me heart to see such a diverse groups. Ye might be fightin' once ye're outside me door, but here y'all look so great. :::Nods to Marauder and the Pilots, Hoodlum, Nightfall::: Of course, ye know we're all here for a good time, and the first of ye who starts anything else'll feel the edge of this boot. :::sticks a black, steel toed boot our from under skirts::: :::sweet laugh:::

We'll I did promise to get back to my welcome. Stevie Nicks said at a Fleetwood Mac come back concert on Old Earth, "Welcome Everybody," and nobody can say it like she did, but I've always wanted to say it meself.

Okay, please welcome Space Cowboys to the stage, and I'll be makin' me way through to visit with each and everyone of you throughout the night.

:::Skye smiles brightly, walks gingerly down the stage steps:::

[Skyedaughter]

:::Band walks on stage from side left (no steps), jostling one another and laughing::: :::drummer, bass, lead guitar take their places:::
:::Rattlesnake Joe, the lead singer, walks to the front of the stage and takes mic in hand:::

Well, how be y'all tonight. We be here for a rousing good time, so enjoy.
:::picks up acoustic guitar with pickup:::

Mateys, we be startin' off with song reminiscent of Old Earth Rock/Country and lyrics that'll getch when you not be looking.

And a one, two, three...

:::starts off with a driving country/rock rhythm:::

Listen in the cave of your heart,
the silence echos your name.
Do you answer the call
to come home again?


It's the voice you hear in your dreams,
it's the wind blowing in your hair.
Sometimes it's not what it seems;
sometimes it's hardly there.


But listen in the cave of your heart,
the silence echos your name.
Do you answer the call
to come home again?

:::softens up a bit:::

It's calling, calling you,
like your own true love.
It's calling, calling you,
like a voice from heaven above.
It's calling you like a child
who needed something so much.
And you just might find it
if you go deep enough,
deep enough.


:::Picks up speed:::
How deep will you go
to come back home?
And how sweet when you know
that you're not alone.
That somewhere in the silence
you'll find your heart's own song.
everybody be dancing
when you sing along,
sing along.


:::quietly, almost a whisper:::

Listen in the cave of your heart,
the silence echos your name.
Do you answer the call
to come home again?


:::picks up again:::
It's calling, calling you,
if only you can hear.
It's calling, calling you
from the past, and yet it's so clear.
It's calling you like your spirit
whispering in your ear.
And you just might find it
if you go deep enough,
deep enough.


:::rocks out:::

How deep will you go
to come back home?
And how sweet when you know
that you're not alone.
That somewhere in the silence
you'll find your heart's own song.
Everybody be dancing
when you sing along,
sing along.


:::softens for the close:::

Listen in the cave of your heart,
the silence echos your name.
Do you answer the call
to come home again?

[Skyedaughter]

:::lead guitar retunes as crowd claps:::
:::drummer beats a quick thrum:::

:::lead singer, Rattlesnake Joe:::

Well thank y'all fer that nice reception. :::looking around at the band:::
Isn't this just a great group in the house tonight?
A fitting start off for Skye's dream.

:::looks down at this guitar for a moment:::

Okay, well, fer our next number, we be pullin' out a real oldie but goodie, written by Steve Miller, one of the finest Old Earth musicians. Interestingly enough, the title is Space Cowboys. 'Course, it mentions places that no longer exist, but that ain't really the point.

:::band start immediately with light punch on the crums and rousing rhythmn:::

I told you 'bout living in the U.S. of A.
Don't you know that I'm a gangster of love
Let me tell you people that I found a new way
And I'm tired of all this talk about love

And the same old story with a new set of words
About the good and the bad and the poor
And the times keep on changin'
So I'm keepin' on top
Of every fat cat who walks through my door

:::lead guitar starts adding complex riffs:::

I'm a space cowboy

Bet you weren't ready for that

I'm a space cowboy

I'm sure you know where it's at

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah


I was born on this rock
And I've been travelin' through space
Since the moment I first realized
What all you fast talkin' cats would do if you could
You know, I'm ready for the final surprise
There ain't no way around it
Ain't nothing to say
That's gonna satisfy my soul deep inside
All the prayers and surveyors
Keep the whole place uptight
While it keeps on gettin' darker outside

:::band slows just a bit to punctuate the effect of the chorus:::

I'm a space cowboy

Bet you weren't ready for that

I'm a space cowboy

I'm sure you know where it's at
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah


I see the show downs, slow downs, lost and found, turn arounds
The boys in the military shirts
I keep my eyes on the prize, on the long fallen skies
And I don't let my friends get hurt
All you back room schemers, small trip dreamers
Better find something new to say
Cause you're the same old story
It's the same old crime
And you got some heavy dues to pay

:::band picks up speed from the beginning to the end of chorus:::

I'm a space cowboy

Bet you weren't ready for that

I'm a space cowboy

I'm sure you know where it's at
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

:::ends in traditional Old Earth fashion of lead guitar and lead singer with acoustic guitar turning toward the bass player and drummer, and making a high jump, landing hard:::

:::lots of hoots and hard clapping:::

[Fellow Hoodlum]

"Evenin' all ... Place looks a treat, might borrow your decorator sometime ... Bet it
didn't come cheap. Beers to start everone ... Start with half a doz guinness then.
Follow mine with a Black Bush ... Straight, no ice.
Band are real tasty ...
I'll pop the old squeeze box on then, between sets ...
Listen to this lot ... (too damn big for here. went by courier)
Table empty over there .. Move it all."

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Some say he is a proud member of: "The most paranoid group of people in the Community."

[Nightfall]

I got here a bit late... delayed by some IMGs and french Bounty Hunter
babes... I couldn't refuse a dance... or a few... if someone followed me, he
or she could be a lot richer than before this day. Took a few of both in my
cargo... thought to bring guests... if someone likes that kind of fun.
Good bunch on the stage there, they have a certain 'je ne sais quoi' about
them! A Miller interpretation... the old soul must be pleased to hear that!

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If the stars should appear one night in a thousand years, how would men believe and adore and preserve for many generations the remembrance of the city of God? - from 'Nightfall' by I. Asimov
The Outcasts consider Siniestre Nube a sacred place for several reasons. Early explorers discovered a jumphole within the depths of the cloud that leads to a strange world of ringed stars and strange craft. All ships in the burrial ground are placed facing that hole to honor the Alien Spirits. - An Outcast rumor