S.S. Serenitree: The Eve of Battle

POSTED BY: thatweirdgirl
UPDATED: Friday, June 17, 2005 02:59
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THEREALME

Thursday, June 16, 2005 2:15 PM

Hey, everybody, check this out:

http://www.fireflyfans.net/thread.asp?b=2&t=10811

It looks like ManicNumberOne is selling Book clones. Cozen, did he steal your patented cloning process?

Hmmmm... We don't have a Book clone. Might want to put in an order for one. Then we'd only need an Inara and a Wash to complete our set aboard Sereni-Tree.

The Real Me, First Officer of the Sereni-Tree

(The Real Me cannot currently receive messages from this site; he is not ignoring you. But he CAN receive e-mail at realme@pcibroadband.net.)

CALLMESERENITY

Thursday, June 16, 2005 3:07 PM

*Serenity, Jazaf, MG, and possibly Mai, Molly and Elwoodmom all come running to meet up with SimonWho and his big blue box.*

We're ready! Let's put Operation Certain Death into action.

*They all step into big blue box.*

"What's the use of a house if you haven't got a tolerable planet to put it on?"-H.D. Thoreau

PSYCHICRIVER

Thursday, June 16, 2005 4:13 PM

Just to repost this...cos I'm not sure if anyone noticed, and I changed it to make sense with whats happened.

Quote:
Originally posted PsychicRiver:
*PR and TWG, followed by Belle, enter the building, looking for a control room, trying to avoid anyone and everyone.*

*They go through some doors, and turn a corridor, and as they're halfway round, PR hears footsteps. Just as he tells himself to stop, he crashes into someone, and they both fall back to the floor.*

*PR sits up, ready to attack.*

*PR frowns.*

Soul?

*Looks to the others.* Ath,and....have we met?

PsychicRiver

"Two by two, hands of blue."

"We'll take care of each other. I'll knit!"

Summer Glau to me - "You are so photogenic."

Me -

CALLMESERENITY

Thursday, June 16, 2005 4:37 PM

PR-It's hard keeping up with all these different plot threads, isn't it?

"What's the use of a house if you haven't got a tolerable planet to put it on?"-H.D. Thoreau

CALLMEATH

Thursday, June 16, 2005 5:10 PM

Quote:
Originally posted by lissa:
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*lissa attempts to support ath as they follow soul, although this is difficult as he is a full 11 inches taller than her.*

~lissa, spwhore

*Ath tries his best to take some of the weight off of lissa, but fails miserably.*

They didn't even ask me any questions.

"Invader's blood marches through my veins like giant radioactive rubber pants. The pants command me! Do not ignore my veins!"

CALLMEATH

Thursday, June 16, 2005 5:18 PM

Quote:
Originally posted by CallMeSerenity:
*Serenity, Jazaf, MG, and possibly Mai, Molly and Elwoodmom all come running to meet up with SimonWho and his big blue box.*

We're ready! Let's put Operation Certain Death into action.

*They all step into big blue box.*

Geez, does everyone have to come and save me? I feel so special.

"Invader's blood marches through my veins like giant radioactive rubber pants. The pants command me! Do not ignore my veins!"

THATWEIRDGIRL

Thursday, June 16, 2005 5:19 PM

*twg carefully considers their options*

Man am I glad I’ve been getting the SYSTM feed. I know just how stop the EI signal. Luckily I built this handy direction finding device with the help of the broken’s dark tipper. We should be able to locate the source of the broadcast easily…this is microsith, so the security will be easy to get around...if they even thought about electronic security. There is some bad news though. When we locate the signal and try to knock it out, we will reveal our location in a BIG way. We’ll need a way out in case this doesn’t work.

Let’s see if I have my head count right: Lissa, Ath, Soul, PR, and twg are looking for the source. TheRealMe may possibly be here watching and helping…I hope he or perhaps Simon, with his trusty blue box, can get out us when the time comes.

*twg fumbles in her pockets* Here, eat this, it’ll help. *she hands everyone a crunchie, saving a flake for herself. She greedily licks the chocolaty crumbs from the palm of her hand and sighs*

Right. Lets go.

*she holds up her former soup can, now antenna, the small lcd screen shows a slight spike and finds a weak signal coming from the hallway to their right*

This way.

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THATWEIRDGIRL

Thursday, June 16, 2005 10:00 PM

The group travels down the seemingly abandoned corridor. Ath, clinging a bit too tightly to Lissa, and Soul keeping a careful watch for the badguys.

A faint echo of footsteps reaches PR and he motions for everyone to stop. We reluctantly shove Ath and Lissa into a nearby broom closet (for their safety of course. We can’t have a bloody and fawning crew member meeting up with the EIs).

Soul tries to look menacing while PR and twg pretend to be prisoners.

EI: Greetings friend.
Soul: *nod*
Twg: *to Soul* that was weird.
Soul: Shhh.

The EI turns and looks at Soul.
EI:You speak in strange whispers. Are you not of the Body?

****dum, dum, dummmm

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Quidquid latine dictum sit, altum videtur.

PSYCHICRIVER

Thursday, June 16, 2005 10:40 PM

*PR watched wide-eyed, a lump caught in his throat.*

*He had to think on his feet. On a shelf behind the EI, further down the corridor, PR saw some files.*

*He stared hard at them, and they fluttered, finally, they blew off the shelf. He was finding it difficult because he was nervous.*

*The EI, turned to look at them, and went off to investigate.*

*Whispers* Lets go...

*They get away down the corridor.*

Okay...maybe, we should split up? Someone needs to get Ath out of here. What if we agree to meet somewhere? The roof? *PR's mind was racing, there was so much going on here, in this place. He couldn't absorb it, not freely. It all rushed at him, wanting in.* TWG, what should we do?

I have the radio...should I contact Serenitree? See if they can get hear quickly... to pick us up? Even if we do shut down the signal...they could just reactivate it after a while? I don't know what do. What do you think?

PsychicRiver

"Two by two, hands of blue."
"We'll take care of each other. I'll knit!"

Summer Glau to me - "You are so photogenic."

Me -

THEREALME

Friday, June 17, 2005 12:36 AM

*** Perhaps backing up a bit ***

* Having locked himself in the EI main security office, TheRealMe gets to work. From various monitors, he gets a quick grasp of the situation. First, he locates his friends. PsychicRiver and ThatWeirdGirl for starters. And there was Soul. TheRealMe flips a couple of switches and bulkheads fall into place to block squads of EI that were moving to apprehend them. Almost as an afterthought, he gasses them. TheRealMe concentrates, but does not speak: *

PsychicRiver! It’s Me. Can you hear my thoughts? If you take the door to your left… no, your other left… then head down the passageway to the end of the hall, you’ll be nearing what is labeled as the “Interrogation / Funtime” chamber. Ath is probably there. I’ll guide you with my thoughts, and open doors as you go.

* TheRealMe is surprised by some of the other monitors. *

Say, that’s a feed from the Sereni-Tree, and it looks like Emma is in trouble! These Rahjeen Elite look tough! Ah, good! It looks like Nugget the meteor troll is coming to her aid.

* TheRealMe watches the monitor as Nugget twirls around and smacks one of the Rahjeen in the face with his tail. *

Hmmmm… hope he can hold out.

* As he looks back to other monitors, TheRealMe sees that the group of his friends is following ThatWeirdGirl, who keeps checking their progress on some kind of cobbled-together sensor device instead of following his direction. TheRealMe shrugs, and flips switches to open the doors she wants to go through. As they pass, TheRealMe closes the doors behind them. Then he notices something else. *

Oh, it looks like Ath is with Lissa and already free. My friends don’t need to get to the interrogation chamber after all. But then… what are they DOING?

* TheRealMe grins. *

Well, no matter where they are going, I’ll get them there!

* TheRealMe hears heavy blows being struck from the other side of the locked door. *

The Real Me, First Officer of the Sereni-Tree

(The Real Me cannot currently receive messages from this site; he is not ignoring you. But he CAN receive e-mail at realme@pcibroadband.net.)

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