GR RP 'Adventures In GunRunning' ACT 26
POSTED BY: CapnRahn
UPDATED: Tuesday, March 6, 2007 05:00
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Malachi's Move
Location: Desperate resignation
He looks through the control panel at a point far off in the distance, keeping all emotion and all thought completely buried beneath a mask of complacency. He doesn't think now. He only acts. His thoughts will only betray him with one such as this. Waiting a few minutes before he moves, he then mechanically lines up the airlock and sinks back into his chair. The end will come suddenly, and there will be no warning. Nothing to help either of them.
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MERZ move
LOCATION - GALLEY
WASH”You need to ask mêilì Zoë about that, and I’d like to watch the two of you … spar.”
She lets his words nestle themselves into memory, to be attended to after her attention is not so strongly focused on something else. The “game” is her focus right now, although everything in the room, in earshot, in olfactory range is still a running, background picture in constant flux; never completely dismissed from notice.
Her shot has been determined. All that is left is seeing if her intended action does what it should. MERZ takes her shot and then watches the result, analyzing the result, and noting that the cue ball failed to make the required distance at the end, by 1.789 inches. Which still left it in good range to make the next shot, and was an indication of the inaccuracy of the power of her strike. Spin appeared to be correct. She lines up on the 2, which is a one-ball drop and sinks it easily.
Once again, MERZ circles the table, reassessing the postions of the 3,5, 7 and 9 balls, selecting her next shot. She decides to test her understanding of movements and strength needed, to go for two balls at once. This requires a bank shot with the cue, to reach the 3 ball and send it into the 9 at the correct angle to get both to drop in the uppermost right, corner pocket, bypassing Wash and his obstacle completely, and with the cue ball backspinning to land behind the 5. She does not speak – Rowan will understand what she is doing, and in her judgment of the conversation in process, the next remark should be ZOËs. Action follows quickly on thought, and she makes the shot. The cue ball lines itself obediantly behind the 5 ball, although it spins to a halt a bit short.
She glances at ROWAN to see her opinion of the shot and finds a steady gaze. As it looks as if Rowan has something to say, Merz pauses to see what she has missed. There is something there, ~perhaps Rowan is beginning to see me as an opponent rather than a student.~ Inwardly MERZ feels satisfaction, she is learning … it is good.
OOC: No Kaylee did not. However, since I was Kaylee at the time, I have determined that the ‘wine’ is in the cabinet and can be reached by anyone. Only the really hard stuff was concealed. Have at, Rowan, if you like.
Once you pull the pin, Mr. Handgrenade is no longer your friend.
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RIVER'S MOVE
LOCATION - BRIDGE
"What do you make of this?"
A shift to take the proferred place in front of the screen, and RIVER stares at the gibberish and distortion that is SLIGHT's message. A finger touch at the screen, and she frowns. "Not enough."
There are secrets and pain and something else. Pain that plays along her nerves that aren't from wounds on her body.
Not a good sign. "Choices. Filter noise or voice, but we need video too."
RIVER turns and stares at BOOK, trying to pry the thoughts from behind his eyes as if the ability worked with an on/off switch. It doesn't work and there's no time to find out why; the pain that isn't hers is there again, ghostly. "Comm tricks don't change, you still know them." She sits down on the floor and brushes a hand along the bottom of the console. "Maybe even a quick re-wiring to enhance the transmission." A pause. "Old and new."
EOM
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Mal: "Define interesting."
Wash: "'Oh God, oh God, we're all gonna die?'"
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Wash is in the Galley
(Wash is sitting in the galley, eating and drinking at the side of the pool table. He has been and will be talking to the women in the galley.)
(The time is: 21:41 AMT (09:41 PM), and this post has been formatted for the lowest common denominator, and to run in the time allotted.)
- EOM -
Decoy / first.
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ZOË'S MOVE:
LOCATION - GALLEY
WASH (to Rowan, with a bit of a pushed yawn): “Nice rack job, but didn’t Merz just break them, and what do I get points for?” (Wash gently turns to Zoë, speculatively pops a piece of bao in his mouth): ”Bâobèi, I think she’s never heard the old saying that once you’ve had a warrior woman, you never go back.”
ROWAN (grinning over the pun): "I may just have to find out about warrior women for my own self sometime. And obstacles don't get the points - the players do for playing them. Sorry ke ai."
MERZ (to WASH):“I do not know this saying. I may need to understand this; I am a warrior also. What does it mean? Had? Had how? Back to what?" (Turning to ZOË) "It would be interesting, to spar with you some time. I require regular maintenance to stay at peak ability. Would this be something of... use to you?”
WASH (to MERZ): ”You need to ask mêilì ZOË about that, and I’d like to watch the two of you … spar.”
ZOË, amused by the entire exchange, leans forward over her husband's shoulder and grabs a piece of bao right out of his hand, laughing as he reaches to keep it away from her.
With a sly glance at WASH, she turns to answer MERZ's question.
ZOË: "I could probably use the workout, since WASH here seems to be able to find recreation in his own head. Now, husband, I'll let you answer our guest's question about the meaning of 'had'."
Watching WASH's reaction out of the corner of her eye, ZOË turns to ROWAN with a somewhat conspiring grin.
ZOË: "I don't know about you, but I think some chocolate would be just right with this bao. Knowing WASH, this explanation might take a while."
She reaches for some chocolate and heads for the common area of the galley, angling her head to indicate that ROWAN should follow.
EOM.
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~Astriana~
...I'm still free,
You can't take the sky from me.
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Book's Move
Location: Bridge
Book watches River sit and begin to pull at the wires beneath him, and steps back to the chair at the console retaking his seat. "A rewiring might not be a bad idea. Do what you can down there, and I'll make efforts up here." He leans back for a moment and stares at the screen longer than he normally would. After thinking over River's unusually non-cryptic words, he begins clicking away at the buttons with renewed vigor, shaking his head amusedly at the situation. "A filter, of course, should've seen it myself. Must be my age beginning to creep up on me." He pauses and looks out the starboard window into the blackness, not knowing that he's looking exactly in the direction from which Slight sent the message. "I never used to miss a trick." He smiles down at River, too involved already in her deconstruction of the connections, sighs and plows back into the work, softly singing under his breath.
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RIVER'S MOVE
LOCATION - BRIDGE
"A filter, of course, should've seen it myself. Must be my age beginning to creeping up on me."
Looking past the panel with an interested blink and going right back to the nest of wires in front of her, RIVER doesn't need to comment.
BOOK seems to know himself well enough for the moment.
And with a delicate tug, freeing a blue wire that was already coming loose, she holds onto it as she looks for the appropriate yellow one.
"I never used to miss a trick."
RIVER shakes her head, and the yellow and blue are put together, wire to wire, metal to metal.
The spark and puff of blue smoke are enough to make them both jump. Somewhere down in the galley, RIVER reckons that even KAYLEE and WASH, the ones usually in the guts of Serenity, can feel this tinkering from long distance.
And if not, they'll smell the briefly afire rubber and metal when everyone is back up at the bridge.
Another tug of wires, noting the Kaylee Brand of Quality Wiring, and the extra little red wire that was messing it all up falls out.
"Jungle has less trees to bushwhack through." Pulling herself off the floor and upright again, she stares at BOOK's hands and taps the screen with a finger. "He waits."
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"I know the secret. If I'm wrong, you best shoot me now... or we could talk more." - Mal
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OOC: See, that's what I was waiting for - more posts by players who aren't me!
Rowan's Move
LOCATION - GALLEY
MERZ glances at ROWAN to see her opinion of the shot and finds a steady gaze. As it looks as if Rowan has something to say, Merz pauses. There is something there, perhaps, MERZ muses, she is beginning to see me as an opponent rather than a student. Inwardly MERZ feels satisfaction, she is learning … it is good.
What would this girl be able to do on the circuit, Rowan wonders. Andreas certainly wouldn't be able to affect her in his usual fashion, as she seems immune to the mechanics of male flirtation. She can also see every shot - hell, every possible successive shot for that matter - in her head the same way others looked out to see the sun rise in the morning.
Rowan (with a smile): "And the novice surpasses the master."
When Merz looks at her quizzically, Rowan pulls out the handheld and deftly taps the touch-sensitive screen to set up the third tie-breaking game as Zoe speaks.
ZOË: "I don't know about you, but I think some chocolate would be just right with this bao. Knowing WASH, this explanation might take a while."
Rowan (with a chuckle): "I do like the way you think."
Rowan glances up to ZOE who is helping herself to the chocolate. She also notes the other woman's come on over nod in her direction. Curiosity has her in its grip in short time. But first she has to set MERZ back on the right path. She has the moves down, no doubt about that. All she needs is further instruction on the rules
Rowan (to MERZ): "By sinking the 9, you automatically win. You'd get extra points too, but as we're not tracking points, let's just say you're well on your way to becoming dangerous at the game."
Once the game is set up, Rowan goes to pour herself another cup of the fresh wine and plucks a couple of bao from the warm nest in the middle.
Rowan (to MERZ): "The break is yours this time. Call me over if you've got questions.
She moves to follow ZOE into the lounge area.
EOM
OOC: In re-reading, I found a scene were Rowan was partaking in the fresh wine. Act 24, I believe.
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Wash’s Move:
Location – Galley
(Zoë says to Rowan): "I don't know about you, but I think some chocolate would be just right with this bao. Knowing Wash, this explanation might take a while." (And she replies with a chuckle): "I do like the way you think."
(Wash just sits quietly, trying to chew thoughtfully, a bit of blush coloring his cheeks… He looks to Zoë, with a twinkle in his eye): “You two aren’t going to fight for the chocolate are you? I don’t mind the thought of women’s chocolate wrestling, but I really don’t like the thought of using up all the chocolate that way…” (A slight pause, the twinkle breaks out into a smile, as he turns to Jayne, who is sitting quietly in the corner, eyeing his chocolate) “You’re going to make Jayne go to his bunk for some relaxation, aren’t you?”
(Out in the middle of the black, on a strange… living ship, crewed by strange alien life, being pursued by an insane military commander… In the hanger bay, a D.R.D. is sitting in a cockpit setting a digital clock: 21:36 AMT (09:36 PM). Another D.R.D. is underneath the white-winged ship, having just connected a thick cable to a metal pole, on a plastic box marked “Energizer”. On such ‘farfetched’ settings the entire universe is run. Wormhole, anyone?)
- EOM -
Decoy, they make me go first.
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Book's Move
Location: Bridge
He sniffs the air as River stands up next to him and pulls away from the console. "I won't ask, because I'm sure that you know what you're doing under there." He waits and River gives him a shifty grin. He thinks to himself... Does she know what she's doing under there? A shake of the head later and he's back configuring the message to filter the excess. "This is almost beyond me. He seems to have taken a lot of trouble hiding what he really wanted to say..." Pausing, his hands over the keys, he looks up at River whose expression is knowing. "He might have meant this only for you."
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