Expansion Fleet - Avalon Archive

*Enters his store, and places a sign "Store Owner in Residence" and then walks over to Vonter.*
"Ah, welcome, and sorry for the delay. So you are looking for a dagger and a sword? Well, as you can see the store is full of it. Do you have anything in mind yet? Remember... if we don't have it, surely we can find someone who does!"

walks in and starts looking around, after 3mins walk up to the counter
"Hi there what are the prices of the Celtic & other jewelry?"

*walks into to store and starts to look around*

I don´t think so, son. But thank you anyway.

Oh I was just looking, Things are a bit slow in the Klingon Restaurant at this time.

Erm yes I believe I can run the store while you are absent, it seems slow enough at the Klingon restaurant anyway and I don't expect a rush of traffic while everyone is busy repairing the station.

btw what will you be doing on a corperation ship?  I don't even know much about this corperation that you speak of really...  Being a Klingon civilian and all... Not a very honourable position in society i must say.... But alas..  I am rather old and running a restaurant is about all I can do these days.  But alas I have had many days of glory in the past that is for certain!

*Enoch was just cleaning the dust of some ancient artefacts, when he hears these words from Karelia. He suddenly stops cleaning, and looks at the admiral without saying anything.*
"I see."
*He puts away the artefact he was cleaning, and walks around thoughtfully*
"So much of a mess in here, after the battle... I should be glad everything is still one and whole... Or rather, that I still have a shop left to open..."
*Then he turns to face Karelia.*
"A ship, you say? Hmmm... what makes you think I would even have one for sale?"

"Command acknowledged. Executing now."

Ah yes!  Do you know who attacked the station?

Yes i agree to those terms
*takes out the latinum*
also while im here and i love all this stuff what sword would u say is good and how much is it?

"Just be careful, sometimes omens are to be taken more serious than most people think they are"

Ah, perfect! How much?

Well that certainly does sound interesting.  And since I arrived on this station only recently, and know nobody around here yet, it'll give me a chance to meet new people... so count me in!

Will entered the Camelot Medieval Shop, looking for Enoch.

"Mr. Enoch? Are you here?"

Enoch came from the back room to greet him. "Ahh," Will said, "I know you tend to have mostly ancient objects, but I'm wondering if you have something a little more... modern."

As Enoch looked at him in confusion, Will continued. "I need a ship."

=^= Enoch to Sanchez =^=
Understood. Get your ship going towards the docking bay doors. They will be open within two minutes.
=^= Enoch out =^=

*Enoch turns around, hits a button that makes an advanced computer panel appear.*
"Good old Section 31 technology... even if it's outdated for 10 years, it's still brand new compared to the standards!"
*He starts working on the panel.*
Computer: "Commands acknowledged. Please state command to Hermes."
"Good! Hermes, alert a fire on the deck of the cargo bays, override auto-control from ops and allow manual control on deck only.*

"Ah! Greetings, Mr. Korr. Can I help you with anything? Remember our quote... if we don't have it, surely we can find someone for you who does!"

*nodds approvingly in silence*

"The business goes well.  I am glad I came to this station with my store, I couldn't find any better place in the whole universe."

*He wanders off to the back of his store, to clean some blades of swords he has hanging on the walls*

You can run your own affairs of course.
Only we make discussion about holiday plans and we make sure no shops do anything illegal.
We have meetings about future plans about Knight enterprises!

*Pulls out the latinum*
"Lets just say i have alot of money laying around i think its about time i spent some"
*Hands over the Latinum*

*Turns around and notices Brenda Jackson's look.*
Heeeeeeyyy...whats wrong with the way I dress?

OFF: This follows up the Evolution's Last Flight mission.

=^= Sanchez to Enoch =^=
Now!

"An article about me and my store... I could never have hoped that people would be so interested in this. Well I must say, in the past few days I started to get more visitors than before, maybe the name is spreading around with the wind?
Well, where can I start?   As you see, I sell all sorts of historical objects, especially medieval ones from Earth but from certain other planets too.  It's just that many other planets don't like their historical attributes being sold universal-wide and Earth seems not to have that much problems with it... although there are many things they don't even know it still exists... or ever did."
*He gets up, walks to the other side of the store, and comes back with a cauldron*
"Do you see this cauldron?  It is one of the very types that was used by Grand Druids in the past centuries... and who knows even by Merlin himself.  It is said to behold magical powers.  Using water of the Sacred Well, would give a trained person the ability to see the past, present and future in it.
And what is more, I have -emm somewhere in a well preserved place in my stockage room- the necessary herbs, and the descriptions of how to mix and prepare them, to make one able to perform such and other rites."
*Enoch sees two customers coming inside.  He welcomes the Betazoid woman with a greeting, and the Andorian admiral*  "Welcome to Camelot, You can find everything you're looking for here, and if we don't have it, then surely we can find someone who does.  I am still busy for the moment, if you will excuse me, but have a look around at the many things we sell here, and I'll be with you when I have finished here".
*He smiles at the customers and then returns to Brenda Jackson*
"Hmm... you have a premonition, you say?  You wish to share me what it is?  And perhaps, with this Cauldron we could do things that are stronger than what a ring can do, perhaps.  I certainly wish to assist you in it, but you must know, to use the magic of the Cauldron, we must do so in a quiet place, not in public... people might freak out you know?"

"Thank you, thank you.  Here is your ring.  I hope you come in from time to time, and tell me how you experience this particular, unusual ring...

Ahh, swords, swords, ... where did I put them?  Ah yes, here!  As you see, I have many kinds of swords.  Short swords, long swords, heavy and light swords.
The most heavy ones are those of the Noremen.  This here is the famous Excalibur sword replica, and this one the Braveheart replica.  I also have a collection of Roman weaponry here, and the samurai swords you can find here...  What kind of sword do you prefer?  Be careful, they are cut sharply..."

(OFF: Docking Bay, Station Ops category.)

Welcome to

CAMELOT THE MEDIEVAL STORE.

Here we sell:

- Swords & Axes
- Shields, chainmaille, armour
- Celtic, Runic, Zodiac & Historical Pendants
- Celtic & other jewelry
- Celtic, medieval christianity & other crosses
- Medieval & Celtic Music
- Historical books and books about ancient wisdom and magic
- Historical movies
- Medieval style crystal glass
- Candles
- Posters
- All kinds of accesories for the home
- Many more things that should not even be publicly known...

"If we don't have it, then surely we'll find someone who can!"

"Very well, I will put it in a protective bag so people dont see you walking around with it and think you're a terrorist or so "

OOC:// I am sorry Enoch for dropping off, I lost track of some of my accounts, once agian I am sorry.


Martin enters from the front door, a anti grav unit in front of him, "Sorry for my absentance, I went off to find some new items for the shop, swords, reproductions of historical artifacts, and a few little odds and ends that I have no clue what they are but I thought would be nice for the shop." He smiled and continued inward not knowing what has been happening on the station due to his moving about to aquire new items.

Yes sir, how much?

Goodday.
my name is Henry William Bishop.
I'm Captain of the Surak vessel of the foundation.
Where going on cargoruns next week so if you need anything.

Where going to

Delta
Vulcan
Earth
Sol Moon

=^= Sanchez to Enoch =^=
Thanks for your help. One day I'll buy you a drink, that is after I've done my time in the brig when all this is over.
=^= Sanchez out =^=

///And this guy wants to flirt... Oh Frigga! Tsx-tsx-tsx!///
*Notes on her padd how Mr Enoch negociates.*
///Finally, this guy is a pidgeon. Never seen that this venerable old man has provoqued a new gain procedure. Ahahahah! I like Mr Enoch. Smart guy!///

"Hello? is anyone home?
OK i guess not."

*Niamh turns and leaves.*

"I'm not sure... some sort of huge alien that looks like a moving planet. Thats the rumours I heard... but I suppose I'll find out soon when I will go aboard a Corporation ship
Do you know anyone who can run my store while I'm absent? Perhaps yourself? "

He walked back to the counter.
This golden Crosse I want him.

"Ummm well i have changed my mind, i am now looking for a medieval Wizards Staff"
*Looks around and sees a nice one in the corner, its height is up to Vonters neck and at the top of it is splits into to and have a star in the middle of it*
"What about that one? how much?"

Well, this one is about 2500 years old, very nice, comes from Irland herself to be honest, belonged to a perserver of old Celtic artifacts and well normally it would go for about 10 bars of latinum

Martin then lowers his voice

But for you lass, I think about 5 bars of latunum would do, I can tell that you would give it a very good home, so what do you say?

*Enoch arrives back in his store, and taps his commbadge before taking off his Starfleet uniform again.*

=^= Enoch to Evolution. =^=
Sanchez, I hope you made your way out there in time because they'll be on your tail soon enough! Good luck!
=^= Enoch out =^=

Yea. As I mentioned before, he always gives me and my wife expensive things. So now I´ll do the same for him.

Ahh this one... here you are. Only one latinum please. Normally its two, but with opening sales you got 50% off!

*The woman looks around curiously and nods slowly.*
"Interesting, didn't think you would have this many."
*Then she picks one up and has a closer look at it.*
"This one, what can you tell me about it?"

*Enoch unlocks and opens a closeth, and takes out a Starfleet uniform. He puts it on, and leaves the store on his way to ops.*

Ahh, please come to this corner of the store, here I have all of them hanging on the wall... stone ones, or ones with Celtic motives and circles in it, or perhaps you would like one to hang around your neck? They are here...  There's plenty of choice, so take all the time you want to make your choice

"I think I know who you are talking about... Corsair Captain on the CorpShip Revange... and i know what you mean by your premonitions.  The Sight sometimes gives us visions, whether we want them or not.  It is only the art to distinguish visions from reality, to know what comes forth from simple fear, or from real premonitions.  But that is why I show you this Cauldron.  It's not to build a charm, but to provoke the visions."
*He gets up, takes a book from the large bookshelves and returns*
"This book is written almost 400 years ago, and describes about the early times of Celtic Brittain.  It is called 'The Forest House' and it is where the Mother Goddess was being worshipped even before the times where priestesses and druids were trained in the hidden isle of Avalon.  In this book, you see that people used water not only to wash and swim, but also to provoke visions.  They put it in a silver bowl, added a strong scent of a certain mix of herbs, and by looking in the water, they reached a certain state of mind where they could have visions about the past, present and future, or they could sometimes communicate in a way and give someone else a particular vision.
I have foreseen that this particular corsair captain you talk about will return to this very station, and i am currently waiting for his arrival.  The Sight has told me.  But it is no coincidence that you found your way here either, perhaps you are supposed to summon him?  And perhaps the Cauldron will give you some answers to your questions?"

"Well, I'm not supposed to ask you to build a charm for me to attract attention of the guys around me, but to find a way to ease a bit my life, you know? *Brenda laughs a bit.* All I want is to know WHY guys are avoiding me as if I caught the Pest when I was young. You don't have any Oracle, in here? *Becoming serious.* My premonitions? Well, I got many, since the day I grew 13, and it never, never stopped. I don't mean I have premonitions all day long or every day, nononono! Not at all, there are some boolean period, if you see what I mean? Well, my current premonition concerns one Corp Guy, in our Fleet. I don't know if you know him, but this guy is Corsair Captain of the DujYay CorpShip Revanche. I can't help myself of thinking that he has links between KeyHole and Avalon and with this *disgusting grin* awful Nebula. And I don't know WHY. *sighing* I was visiting Ten Forward, in here, and chatting to gain informations about the Avalon Station and Fleet, when a *thinking deeply* Lieutenant told me about you. And *raising her hands and smiling* here I am. You can do something for me? Please?"

Ahh rings, I have plenty, plenty, plenty.

Have a look here... exactly the type you want, and in all kind of colors you can imagine!  This one over here, is a particular beautiful one... the last one I have in stock, actually.

And as for swords, I have daggers, short swords, large ones, heavy ones, ...  Any sword in particular you're looking for?

*Enoch walks through the Habitat corridors to the Camelot Medieval Store, and looks up at it.*
"What a long night sleep can do, I feel much better now. My shop has been closed for too long."
*He unlocks the door and enters.*
"Computer, lights."
*The lights go on.*
"Ahh... Everything's under a layer of dust, I have much to do."
*He replaces the "closed" sign with the "open" sign.*
"Computer, any messages?"
*The computer replays the message of Stephen Sisko.*
"Ok, it seems I will have to respond."

=^= Enoch to Stephen Sisko =^=
This is Enoch from the Camelot Medieval Store. You said you'd like a 17th century antique Earth piano. Well, they do take quite alot of space, so I usually don't have any readily available. But I can always get my hands on one, and get you what you want in less than a week, with a bit of luck. I do have some pictures, so come by the store whenever you have time, and we'll have a look at it.
=^= Enoch out =^=

*Then he starts cleaning his store, taking the dust of every single one of his thousands of artefacts.*

Hmmm, I think we have it, after all the motto of the shop is "Drop by, you may find something you never knew you wanted, and remember... if we don't have it, surely we can find someone who does!"

Martin disappears somewhere into the shelves of the shop and soon he motions the lady over to the set of selves he had found

Are these what you are looking for? I am afraid that we only have them in stone, nothing else has lasted from that long ago. I can assure you, this one is very old, right around the time you wanted.

Haggis, But I am always willing to try something. my good ole' sis tells me I have an Iron Stomach. There has yet to be a meal this ole' scotsmen has yet to find to not sit well in his stomach.

Martin then lets out a hearty laugh.

"Yep, it did go fast. I trust you dont cheat people, you've been successful long enough to prove that. Even if you did cheat me, I could always get a ship from Starfleet, but I've had enough of Starfleet."

Will motions to the door. "Now let's have this tour," he says with a smile.

"Part Stuart? You are of both Scottish and English royal descent then! Did you know that the name Stuart came from the title 'Stewart of Scotland' during the times of William Wallace and Robert the Bruce?"
*Enoch takes the sword, gives it a good look, and then hands it over to Martin.*
"Here, it's yours, you can have it for free."

Dont worry i wont tell anyone  So what do you think of this viking sword, a good present for your son?

Thank you again, and stop by whenever you wish.  Take good care with your new merchandise, you have bought some quality goods!

*waves at the customer leaving, and then he goes back to Brenda Jackson*

My apologies to keep you waiting, but you have to know... i somehow know if customers are about to stay long, or not, when they come on.
So I decided to help him first, so I can spend more time answering your questions, without being pressed by waiting customers, you know?  Once more, my apologies.

Nah. I own him something nice anyway. He use to buy me and my wife expensive things, so I though I´d do make it even. As to say.

"For you, I make a good price... after all, there are no fix prices to... magical artefacts and objects.  What about five bars of latinum?  But you must promise me to take good care of that ring, to not abuse its powers and only use it to do good, and never to give it to someone you don't know you can fully trust...  What do you say?"

By the way, now you're in my store anyway, interested to buy some ancient artifact?  Or a gift for someone?

Soon a big man who could by the looks of things toss a wagon wheel walks into the store, sees Enoch and his Scotish voice booms out

Eh is this the Camelot Medieval Store? I am here to fill your help wanted sign that you sent back to good old earth.

The name is Martin me lad, and I'm here to help out.

*Suddenly, the voice of the station's integrated A.I. resounds out of nowhere.*
"Allow me to be of assistance. I believe the following holographic creation may be to your liking."
*Suddenly a hologram appears of a young woman, wearing a green velvet robe decorated with Celtic knotwork. She has long, braided red hair. Instantly she comes to life, and looks around the store.*
"Ah, this is the store I was looking for!"
*She spots Martin, and walks up to him.*
"Hello there, maybe you can help me. I'm looking for a genuine Celtic Mother Goddess figure. In stone or something, it doesn't have to be big, but it has to be ancient, made by the Celts of about 2500 years ago. I can't find it anywhere else, maybe you happen to have one?"

"Oh, they've got almost anything! I'd be surprised if they haven't got a Scottish meal! Anything in particular you'd like to eat?"

"Very well, thank you. Let me close up the store for the moment."
*He locks the door as they walk out, and puts up a sign that says 'be back soon or be at Celtic Corner' and then they walk through the Promenade.*
"So you said you've got enough of Starfleet? I don't hear an admiral say that often. Did something happen?"

OFF: where do we post next to go to the ship?

"Yes I did know that." Martin smiles and takes the sword and smiles as he feels the weight of the sword in his hands, "Thank you kindly, I'll put this in a proud spot in my quarters, after all, I doubt security would allow me to carry this little baby at my side." Martin smiles and he looks at the sword.

"Also, these crates are my gift to you, don't want any bad luck on us for trading swords as gifts right?" Martin smiled as he remembered that old tradition about swords.

Thanks you so much, How much is it?

"Nothing else at the moment thanks but im sure i will think of something later. See you later mate"
*Walks out*

"Aye, lad, I did send out a help wanted sign to Earth, but nobody had responded for so long, I no longer hoped anyone would. Ye'r more then welcome, of course! So tell me, what brings you to this distant corner of the galaxy?"

Thats alright with me, maybe Irish, they seem to always know what they want.

Yes let's go seige their establisment
Martin called out with a laugh at an old termology he was using.

"right sir," Martin said in his thick scottish accent and removed the lid of the first container, showing a clutter of sword that a trained eye would tell that they were modeled after the seventeenth century earth. "So, a good haul no?" He then removes the second container of three and it held wooden viking shields and helments. "I have a good friend on earth, he and I meet half way between, that's why it took that long, both way trip." He then smiled and only shook his head, "You may open the third container if  you want, I think you might like it."

OOC:// you diecied what's in the thrid container okay?

*Enoch picks up one of the sword.*
"This one is clearly modelled after the British swords of the Stuart period, probably James the First, it's got something Scottish to it."
*Then he sees the third container.*
"Let's have a look at what you've got in here!"
*He opens the container, and finds several antique objects, such as remains of ancient Greek, Celtic and Roman swords, knives, axes, coins and rings, but then he finds some old paperwork under it.*
"That looks strange... I don't think I've seen this before."
*He takes out the papers.*
"This is no ordinary paper, this is old papyrus dating from the Classic Era. It seems to be a text, in ancient Latin, and some maps..."
*He looks at Martin.*
"I've never seen this before. If this is truly genuine, you have obtained something here that could be of immense value! Where does this come from?"

Ahh a Roman sword... what about this one *takes one out of a dark corner where it was apparently hidden* one that is not supposed to be sold normally... because it's actually cut sharp and balanced, ready to be used in battle... heavy enough, but not too heavy so you can still handle it lightly and wield it perfectly... a sword used in the legions conquering Europe, centuriese ago...

*Suddenly a computer voice spoke*

"Miss kelly, I see that you are not happy with the absence of Mr Enoch. Shall I make a not of it, so he will be able to read and comment on it when he returns? Or maybe I can assist you in this shop?"

Because of what happened on 11 September 376 years ago to the WTC Knight Enterprises members will dress in total black clothing and no flags of any kind will be displayed
Any member must agree to this rules because of respect and honor of Knight Enterprises!

*receives the bard and hands over the item*

"Fare thee well," he says.

Celtic, crosse please i like that!

"Ohhh, an article on me and my store?  I'm most... honoured.  More promotion for my store perhaps! I like that!
And... of course, welcome to Camelot, if we don't have it, then we can find... uh I already said that...  ok well,  here's a chair, feel free to sit down and take notes on what you like, or have a look around, there's alot to see.

I need to help that customer over there for a moment, and then I'll be right back and you can ask the questions you like."

*goes over to the other customer, the man that is standing in the store*

"Welcome to Camelot, the Medieval Store.  You can find everything you're looking for here, and if we don't have it, then surely we can find someone who does.  So how can I help you, sir?"

Kor walks into the Medieval Store and beings to look around at all the different kinds of swords and various other objects

(Edited by Kor at 4:57 am on May 9, 2003)

Dathon entered the store.

'Hallo, I'm looking for something special for my new office - do you perhaps also sell andorian lucky charms or something like that?'

"Well, I admit it's not cheap, but let me make a special price for you... 3 bars of latinum, what do you think?"

I must go. But how much did the sword cost? 6 bars?

Aye lad, for one a job, there is almost no good jobs as a merchant and well this looked right up me ally, besides I needed an excusse to get away from my nagging aunt, always trying to get me to join up with starfleet, frankly I see myself traveling around as a trader or a merchent, so now here I am light years away from her and in a land not earthlings have ever been before.

So when do i start sir?

"All right, then. Computer, create holographic customer who intends to buy an artefact."
Computer: "Specifiy customer character and looks."
*Enoch thinks.*
"Hmmm... Well, the customer should not be too easy, because real customers often aren't easy either. And as for looks..."
*He turns to Martin.*
"Maybe you'd feel more comfortable with a young female as customer?"
*He grins.*

"Celtic Corner once had a cook, Hirohito was his name, I believe... He was an Orion. The way he cooked was most... unusual. I'm sure even your iron stomach would question it."
*Enoch laughs.*
"But he no longer works there. So how about we head over there now?"

"I see... I see... Anything else on your mind that you've been looking after for ages but couldn't find? Remember, if we don't have it, surely we can find someone for you who does!"

*Enoch looks up in surprise when Martin comes in, just having stored away his Starfleet uniform again.*
"Oh, it's good to see you again! Let's have a look at everything you brought with you!"

OFF: No problem, and welcome back

Martin shrugged his shoulder, "I don't know, my friend said that he aquired it sometime durring his travels and wished to give some to me."

However Martin looked at the sword, "If you don't mind, Could I pay you something for the sword? I am part Sturat through my dad." He seemed eager to be holding something of his families clan in his hands. "I am the youngest and in some twist of fate, ended up with no family heirlooms." He knew it was a reproduction, but it was from his clan after all.

"Ah! You must mean this one!"

*opens a large box, full of madalions of all kinds of sizes, colours and symbols, and takes one out that is blue with a silver outline.*

"It is your lucky day, for you have come to the right place to find it!"

*Brenda is disappointed. What the #### is that? She had entered first and now this bloody guy is being served before her. Sighing and groaning, she sits on this.... hard bank ///It's not a chair!/// and take her padd to note some comments.*
///After all, I'm also her to make an article. Let's see how this guy is doing his job.///

here is your latinum my friend.

Would you like to join Knight enterprises!
Most shops are member of that enterprise.

"Hello mr. Bishop.  Well, I don't have a particular list, but if you can get your hands on anything ancient, I'll take it "

*looks at the customer with the viking sword*

"So you think your son will like that as a gift?  It's 7 bars of gold latinum for you.  But if I may give you one advice, sir, when you give this to your son, demand a tiny little repayment.  It may be something he gives to you that is almost totally worthless, but it must mean that he bought the sword from you.  Because a weapon given without buying, is a bad omen.  They say it will result in cutting the ties of friendship between you two, and I'm sure you don't want that"

Nay lad, my gradfather however said he saw her many a time when he was out on the lake.

Martin then pauses as he thinks for a second

Lad that is a wonderful idea, why don't we have the ole' computer whip up a customer.

=^= Ops to all decks on Avalon Station =^=
This is Flag Admiral Vorak speaking. Avalon Station is about to be attacked by the Na'jigat, a species existing of pure mental energy, practically impossible to defeat. We are in a condition of war. All Starfleet personnel is required to take battle stations, including those off-duty. Civilians are requested to find a safe place on the station, and those with some Starfleet experience may report to Station Ops to have a duty assigned.
=^= Flag Admiral Vorak out =^=

Yes oh course, I will But i have to go quickly my ship will leave me lol,

***hands him the bars and thanks him, then runs out the doors!***

Ohh that sounds interesting.  What do I have to do to join, what's in it for me and what's in it for you?

I am acctually looking for a medival madalion which represents honor,courage, and commitment, it is blue and has a silver outline i saw it a while back and also when i was a child so do you have any?

it lasted for 29,9 years to be presise. I am looking all over the federation and ferengi shops to find one.

15 bars of latinum... mind you that its normally 20 for both, but since you're buying both the ring and the sword together, I'll make some nice discount for you

*Brenda is about to ask Mr Enoch something when she notices a guy in the shop.*
///Well, his kind of costume is odd. And what about his hair! He could be sooo, sooo cute if he could change that. *sighs* Guys, guys, guys, they don't know when to stop. Pff! This costume....///
"Mr Enoch, I have been told that you should be able to give me some informations about 'how-to-say' your activities on this Station. And more about your personality... I'm reporter and I want to build an article on this particulare subject. *show the Store and everything.* And, in the same time, ask you something personal, also."
*And she puts her padd on the counter, smiles to Mr Enoch and... waits.*

Tell me about it. I know that omens shall be taken seriously. I experienced it the hard way many years ago while I still was in star fleet. Heh, in and in. I was there for 1½ year. But please don´t tell anyone. It would be bad for my image.

"Loch Ness, hmm? So much advanced technology at our disposal,and mankind still can't prove or disprove a myth of the monster inside that lake. Have you seen it before? Ah, oh well, I don't see any customer coming this way at the moment, it's a quiet day today. But if you want to sharpen your skills, how about we ask the computer for a virtual holographic customer?"

*Enoch closes the door and puts up a sign that says 'Be back soon'.*
"Let's go!"

OFF: continue in the current topic of the Celtic Corner forum

Mini-Disc... yes an ancient form of recording music, though it is more recent than the LP, if I'm not mistaken.  If I remember well, it did not look round like another disc or LP, but very small.  Though, I dont think it lasted very long in the at that time industrial & Economical Age of Earth.

I am looking for a ring, can you recommend something?

Ohh I certainly do not object to that noble rule.  Life is precious because it is limited, and we should honor the souls in the Otherworld...

Ahh, another  customer.  Welcome, welcome.  As you can see I have all kinds of medieval jewelry, and I am specialized in Celtic ones but I have other too.  The prices vary from which piece you would like exactly, but the prices are on them everywhere.  Just recalculate a 50% off because of the Opening Sales.  If there's anything you'd like to see or try on, ask for my help at any time."

heh, well you never know. I might be a terrorist.

By the way, while I still are here, I have done some resaerch about old musik. And I found that there are some ways that they where recorded in, one of them are with a LP. But there are hardly no such left. But I encountered another type, a "mini-disk". Do you know what that is?

"I'm sorry to hear that. In fact, the business has been going slow all over the station lately.  And now that the station was under attack and suffered severe damage, it didn't do much good."

Martin just nods his head

Aye, I figured that, It just feels so good to be in a shop, I had to sell me old one, just couldn't keep up with rent, and it was right next to Loch Ness, must say people still come to look at the famouse Loch, some still look for that old Nesse.

Martin lets out a mediam sized chuckle at that.

So, boss, when shall I get my chance to try me hand at selling?

"Hmm... well, I think you did a good job and it's now time for a short break. Have you been to the bar called Celtic Corner on this station yet?"

Martin nods his head, "Well, I was pretty handy with a ship board weapon system, pirates were a problem I wanted to be ready for." Martin follows Enoch to Ops.

"Ah, so you know the tradition! Thank you. Well, I'm taking a break and having a drink in Celtic Corner, I'll be back soon!"

"Starfleet officers these days, very busy people," he tells himself as he sees Lilque running out of the store.  "Anyway, back to my own duties... d*mn those swords really need to be cleaned!"

"Two bars of latinum... ok on one condition, that you promise me to return to my store again someday "

"Okay, okayyyy. Apology accepted. Hihihihi! ///I like this old-man appearance. But maybe he is THAT old? Maybe he is what I was looking for?/// Okay, Mr Enoch. Let's go with our business. I have watched your selling action with this *tries to comment buts fails* guy, and I can say I liked it."
*She thinks deeply for a moment. Then....*
"I want to build an Atricle for the Corporation News Network about you and your how-to-say personal capacities... I have been warned that you could be more than a 'celtic things' retailer, if you see what I mean? May you give more informations about this suject?"
*An other hesitation... Then...*
"I have also a personal problem. Since I have been in the Corporation, I did not find someone who could fit my life, if you see what I mean, in this case... Everyone was always 'busy'. I mean, there are no problems with my sisters and men, and when I say : sisters, I mean the other women. But, it was as if I might stay single for the rest of my life... And, more of that, I have sometimes some kind of... premonitions. You have a ring or something that way to destroy this..... malediction?"
*Brenda has lost her usual charming smile. And she does not know how to keep calm, since the moment she has told everything to this marvellous venerable man. She looks at Mr Enoch as if she was imploring.*

All right! Here you are... (lol)

Mr. Enoch I am Commander Sisko.  I just got moved into my quarters and i was wondering if you could get your hands on an old antique earth piano.  made somewhere in the late seventeen hundreds?  I would appreciate it.  You can let me know in my quarters, listed under commander sisko's quarters.  Thanks.

"Indeed, indeed."
*Secretly, Enoch shakes his hand against the pain the strong handshake had caused him, but never loses his smile.*
"The first thing you need to know to get anything sold here, is the two rules. First, everything is priced higher than its actual value, so that the customer gets the feeling you're giving him a special reduction you wouldn't give to anyone else in the universe. Second, whatever the customer asks for, act as if it's something uncommon, that you'd have to delve up from among the dusty stock and that you don't show to just anybody. It will give them the feeling that they're having the one and only chance of their life to get their hands on that artefact."
*Enoch grins.*

No, I have not been there, do they have any good scotish meals?

*Enoch hears the announcement.*
"War... That's never good for business! But staying here at the store won't help much, and I don't expect to get any customers either! I don't know about you, Martin, but I'm going to close down and seal off the store for now, until this war has blown over, and report to Station Ops to offer my services where they are needed. I've got some skills of a Starfleet officer, so I'm sure they can have some use for me."
*Enoch closes and seals off the store, and heads to Ops.*

Martin was cleaning the counter of the Shop... he was shaking his head, that must be one long drink or something. He then laughed, of course he could be off finding more treasures or something, he looked around and sighed, not many customers at the moment, but he hoped it would change since the station was moved.

OFF: Uh... Enoch? hello?

Ah, at last!

1.) I want a gold ring with the Celtic cross symbol on it and has an emerald set into the center of the cross.

2.) What type of swords you got?

Enoch looks at his customer with a darkening expression on his face...

"A ring... One ring to rule them all, one ring to find them.  One ring to bring them all, and in the darkness... bind them..."

*The expression on his face becomes more pleasant again*

"But Lord of the Rings is only a tale of course, however with many truths behind the plot! But now between us... I have this most unusual ring.  It is a magical ring and nobody knows for sure how old it is, and who made it, but it holds magical powers.  Only after wearing it a few days, you will start to understand its magical powers, and in time even to use them...  Are you interested?"

Belive me, it is not too heavy. I am used to carry heavy things. Please don´t ask me more. (:p)

Yea, I think he was XO on the ship.

*Feels the swoard*

Hm, this was indeed heavy for it size, but he is quite fond of all types of ancient weapons. Last time I was talking to him he was looking for something named Mauser 98, I think it was a rifle. And... M-47 I think.

*Walks in and up to Enoch*
"Hello i was looking for a nice little dagger, something pretty and also a long sword, also a good looker. could you help me? by the way price isnt a issue"
*Smiles*

*A man, maybee 45-50, enters the shop.*

*Enoch, who had been sitting on a chair in the corner of the store, gets up with a smile.*
"Not bad, not bad at all! Computer, end program. If you can get a hologram to buy something, I'm sure you can do the same to even a Ferengi! Well done!"

"I don't. But of all the merchants here, it seems you're the most likely candidate."

He looks Enoch in the eye with a grin. "Besides, isn't your motto: 'If we don't have it, surely we can find someone who does'?"

OFF: At this point, the story of the Maviduli Crystal takes place (see other topic)

The same for you too.

*Shakes hand and walks out.*

umm..thats alittle more than I have in my buget, its really important umm how about 2?

Well It seems He had to leave in a hurry.. Well I suppose I will watch his store for him... I wonder what is going on.  Ah well very strange.

Thank you boss, I assure you that I will not let you down

He then sits down on a stool in front of the counter
now all we do is wait and see who will walk in next to see what this store has to offer.

*Enoch looks at Karelia, without showing any emotion on his face for a moment. Then he suddenly smiles.*
"You're good. You're really good."
*Enoch walks toward the main window of his store, giving view on the Promenade corridor. Where there would usually be a constant passage of civilians or officers off duty, now there were constantly engineering teams at work to repair systems.*
"The battle with the Na'jigat is only barely over. I heard that many ships have been destroyed, and many more suffered heavy damage. Seems like there's a lack of ships for the moment, and everyone will want a ship nowadays."
*Then he turns to face Karelia once more.*
"And that, of course, causes an inflation of prices. I may be able to give you what you ask, but the pricetag may be high."

Ahhh....perhaps a Roman Era Short Sword?

*The woman steps to the counter and puts 5 bars of latinum on it.*
"Here you go. Rest assure that I will tell others of this fine store."

"I'm a retired Starfleet admiral. I can pull strings. You name the price, I can get it for you."

"Hmm... you know something about it, don't you? You picked a very rare and special one. But just for you, I will make a special price. 8 bars of latinum, what say you?"

Ah, thank you. *Reaches into a pouch to take out the Latinum. He hesitates a moment then hands it to Enoch.* Here is your 15, and an extra 5 for your troubles. And, I think the lady is waiting... *winks*

"Yep thats correct."

*Looks around*
"Ummm is anyone home?"

Thank you and please come agian my fine lass.

as soon as she is gone Martin turns to see what Enoch has to say to him about his first handling of a customer.

*Enoch shows a smile with satisfaction.*
"I just happen to remember that I've still got a ship for sale. It's not a very big one, about the size of a Raven class. Would that interest you?"

"A gift for your son, you say? A medieval weapon or one from the 20th century.  Hmm, well I'm more specialized in the medieval weaponry, to be honest.  But I think I know exactly what you are looking for."

*He walks into his storage room, and comes back a few minutes later, holding a short but heavy sword*

"This, is an old Viking sword.  It is marked typically for the noremen folk from medieval times, for it is not a long blade, but a heavy one.  I hope it wouldn't be too heavy for you to carry it to your son.  What do you say?
And umm Skytoucher you say? I heard that name being mentioned not too long ago when I was having a drink at the bar, but I think that ship is on a mission now."

*Walks in and begins looking around while he waits for the other customer to finish up.*

*Enoch smiles.*
"Starfleet didn't work out for me either. It seems we have much in common, me friend, and I think ye'r just the kind of man this store needs."
*He shakes hands with Martin.*
"I dinna need to check on yer references, my mind is made up. Consider yourself hired, welcome!"

*The red-haired woman remains calm, has a closer look at the figure and then looks up at Martin with a smile.*
"All right, I'll take it for 5 bars of latinum, what do you say?"

"Let me see it, first."

Enoch passes a padd to Will, and he looks at the ship on the screen.



"The Cardinal Virtue, eh? I'll take it, name your price."

*Walks into the shop and starts walking around looking at things, Sees Enoch and walks up to him*
"Hello there I i am looking for a small dagger and a long sword, Large Shield  and a set of Plate Mail, all Gold. I guess while you are at it i would also like a could of throwing stars, a box of 50 would be nice."

His hand shake was as strong as an ox

Thank ya kindly lad, I will do my best, just show me the ropes and I will be an able body assistant

He smiles a little before answering

Well then... I think we have ourselves a deal my fine young lass, if you would step this way to the counter we shall ring it up and you can leave a happy lass

"I'm glad you like it. As for the price, let's see what I can do for you... 3000 bars of latinim is not too bad a price, now is it?"

Enoch is cleaning one of the shining blades of one of the many swords stalled in the showroom store, as he notices someone coming inside.
He puts the sword aside again, and walks up to the woman standing inside the store.

"Hello, Ma'am, and welcome to Camelot, the Medieval store of station Avalon.  You can find everything you're looking for here, and if we don't have it, then surely we can find someone who does.
So, how can I help you?" he said with a smile.

*Quietly and patiently watches the conversation between Johnny Goransson and Geert de heer*

Geert walked in.

Good day old boy he said to Goransson.
Your son how i know every well and he knows my to are not friends.
but when i was cleaning up i found something in my weapons collection.

M-9 PISTOL build in 1992 the second in her line.
Maybe you son would like it or maybe you.

*At the entry of the shop, you could see a real, nice pretty woman without any uniform but only a tailored suit, a drak coat with a distinct insigna on it. She has Class. Not a normal young woman, but really a beautiful and particular person from the female gender. A bit more lisptick, she arranges her hair, she breathes (and her breast moves under her shirt) and she grabs her bag and her padd.
Brenda Jackson, she is. And she is Reporter at the Corporation News Network. What is she currently doing on this StarFleet Base, even so when the Corporation Members has deserted the Negociation Meeting? She's only doing her job. She's Reporter.
And she sighs, while she enters the Shop.*
///I hope this f$#*!ing indicator was right. Giving 100 Gold for more informations about this shop and his Director was a bit annoying. I hope this worths one article for the money it costs!///
*Then, she suddendly have a look at the insides of the Shop. And blinks.*
///Well, maybe it worths it, after all.///
*And, with her usual charming and desarming smile, she moves sensually in direction of the .... particular man busy with ... swords, it seemed.*
"Hello, everybody? How's life?"

"Welcome, welcome, welcome to Camelot, the Medieval Store.  You can find everything you're looking for here, and if we don't have it, then surely we can find someone who does.  So how can I help you, sir?"

"Thank you, and may the Celtic Cross give you the protection from the Goddess Ceridwen." Enoch bows at his first customer in respect.

*The woman regards the figure, and then Martin.*
"Hmmm... A tempting offer indeed, but you're making it sound as if you're trying to get rid of it. How do I know this is no fake?"

"That's perfect for me," Will says with a smile, as he signs the padd with his thumbprint. "The payment has been transferred to your account."

"You're welcome, and drop by again soon!"

Hm, I am looking for a birthday gift for my son. More presicely some kind of weapon from the medieval or 20th century, I think. His name is Tomas. Tomas Göransson, and is my son actually. He said something about a ship named Skytoucher in his last letter. Do you know what it is?

(Edited by Johnny Goransson at 11:00 pm on Nov. 7, 2002)

Martin looks horror shocked. when he speaks his scotish accent is more noticable

ME!? Selling a fake? I assure you lassie that all the items in this store are on hundred percent real and the age we tell you they are. why else would I be here on the frontier? Fine then ten bars of latinum if that proves to you that it is the real thing.

*Enoch looks at the padd in surprise.*
"That went... fast. I don't think I've ever sold any ship this fast in my life. Customers usually even take more time than this, before they buy a tiny piece of antique, let alone a whole ship."
*He smiles.*
"My sale techniques must be improving. So, shall I show you the ship now? After all, you've just bought a ship that you haven't even seen yet. Let's hope for you it's not one piece of rust."
*He taps Karelia on the shoulder.*
"Don't worry, it's in perfect condition. I can't afford to sell a piece of rust at that price, I'd only lose customers that way."

"But certainly.  If you look around carefully, you will see that have many different choices of what you may want.  And remember, if we don't have it, we can find someone who does!"