USS SereniTREE: No Longer the Eve of Battle
POSTED BY: TheGreyJedi
UPDATED: Sunday, July 3, 2005 20:52
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* Bride5 and Bride6 stare in horror at the mutilated corpses of their beloved kissies. Bride6's lip quivers as she sobs: *
But... They were CUTE!
* Bride5 and Bride6 hug each other and bawl into each other's shoulders. *
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* Bride5 points: *
Hey, look! Lissa and Ath must be in the chat again!
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*Goes to comfort the Brides, but they run off after kissies.*
Meh.
*SHOUTS* I NEVER EVEN LIKED YOU ANYWAY!!
*Turns away and foldsarms and slouches.* Hmph.
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 - 
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*goes to tend to TRM's wounds*
Whuh? Er, why can't I move? And what am I wearing?
Argh! Kissies! Get them away!
aaaaaargh
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He lives in the shadows. He feeds on fear. He thrives in destruction. Out of the darkness he comes, evil incarnate loosed upon the world.
*EvilSoul steps out of the darkness with a grin on his face. He is dressed head to toe in the same garments as his proverbial twin, down to the bow and quiver strapped across his back. The only visible diference is his eyes. He can see his reflection in the steel wall, and his black eyes shine like obsidian. He chuckles softly and pulls a small case out of his pocket. Opening the lid, he pulls out a contact lens and expertley places it over his left pupil. He repeats the task for his right eye, and replaces the case. Smiling at his reflection in the steel wall, he laughs aloud as hazel eyes sparkle back at him.*
"Let's play!"
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Your world is now my playground...
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Warm and comfy with Soul next to her, Serenity sleeps on, a deep sleep without dreams, unaware that she, and everyone else onboard, are suddenly in grave danger...
again.
"Somebody has to do something, and it's just incredibly pathetic that it has to be us." ~Jerry Garcia
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Jazaf leans on a nearby wall for support. A sudden sharp instant of pain coursed through his left leg. Jazaf looks down to find his leg bleeding.'When in the nine spheres of hell did that happen!!' Then he remembers in a flash, 'Oh yeah, I got shot there.'
Stumbling over to a nearby Intercom Jazaf speaks into it:'Uh, Doc? I just realized I've been shot and uh.....could you come help me? Cause I doubt I have the strength to make it back.' Jazaf pauses a bit,'and if you need to find me just follow the trail of blood..I seem to have lost a bit.' With that, Jazaf passes out.
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Newest Mystery Man on the Sereni-Tree 
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Oh, for goodness sake.
*escapes his bonds, pulls on a dressing gown, follows trail of blood, patches Jazaf's wounds, carries him back to the others, puts him on a drip*
Now, where was I? Oh yes.
*discards gown and awaits the kidnapper's return*
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*sighs and places all of Engineering under super-triple-double-secret-don't-even-think-of-breaking-in-or-I'll-powergame-you-the-heck-out-of-here lockdown. Places the flag of Switzerland on the outside of the door and declares Neutrality. Sits comfortably in his command chair sipping on Cheerwine waiting for the net storm to pass.*
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Chief Engineer - USS SereniTREE
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*Needleseye and Jet walk up behind the command chair and each place a hand on Grey's shoulders.*
Jet~ Grey, did you you lock everyone out? ... or lock us in?
Needleseye~ I think...
thats a matter of perspective. *smiling at Jet*
*Jet holds a large carafe of wine, and offers more to Grey*
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