USS SereniTREE: A Tale of Two Trees

POSTED BY: TheGreyJedi
UPDATED: Sunday, July 24, 2005 12:55
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THEREALME

Friday, July 22, 2005 5:33 AM

As you like, Static. Hmmmmm... Perhaps the place I picked was not as friendly as I thought...

I would be happy to relax for a while. In fact, I have a contest in mind. It's been a long time since we've had a contest.

Once we land, get our bearings, and perhaps refresh our supplies...

And see how our crew is. Did SimonWho survive? Is ThatWeirdGirl okay? And will Piffle be less... intense when she meets us in that peaceful meadow?

THEGREYJEDI

Friday, July 22, 2005 6:01 AM

*looks down at the sleeping Needleseye. He frowns. He looks around the room and frowns again. More. Something. His quarters weren't exactly what he would have called ideal for this. He always was a private person. His quarters were his private sanctum, his sanctuary of solitude. She was burning up, finally removing his hand. Though, sadly, he had no knowledge of Sirenian physiology, so this temperature might be perfectly normal. However, the constantly, though slowly, shifting shape. That couldn't be normal. Though, he noted to himself, next time he'll use a thermometer. Empathy plus feverdreams equals weird wild stuff. (You are correct, sir. Ha-ha!) Grey stood up and took stock of the situation. He was in the pseudoTREE and waaaaay off balance. Then the sound of the ocean, then here. Though he distinctly remembered being...*

Where the hell are my clothes?

*Grey opened a drawer and pulled on a pair of black cargo pants. He grabbed his knife off the dresser and cut his hand deepely. He put his hand back on Needleseye's forehead. White light peeked out from under his hand, her temperature regulating, her form stabilizing into the more humanoid resemblence. He washed and bandaged his hand after wiping her forehead clean. There was a knock at his door. Now what?*

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Chief Engineer - USS SereniTREE
http://tomeofgrey.blogspot.com
Real Fans Wait - 09/30/05

THEREALME

Friday, July 22, 2005 6:24 AM

* TheGreyJedi opens the door to his quarters. He sees TheRealMe standing outside. *

Ah, Grey! Excellent.

* TheRealMe makes a notation on his data-slate. *

I’m going down the roster. Trying to see if everyone is accounted for… and that we don’t have any more evil twins on board.

* TheRealMe gazes past Grey, and makes another entry into the device. *

Ah, Needleseye, too, I see. I trust that you are both… well?

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.)

RAT

Friday, July 22, 2005 6:41 AM

Rat hears on the staticy comm:

Quote:
Originally posted by TheRealMe:
Rat! Go to the - - - bay, collect the - - - - of the EvilWeirdGirl, Needleseye & Thegreyjedi, and put - - - in your cryogenic suspension - - - - -, the one - - - have hidden - - - - - in the bowels - - - - - - ship. - - - Sparky or the Ebo - - - - - - if you need help. I could - - - - - - - help, too. Huh? How do I - - - - about your - - - - - units? Please, Rat, I have - - sources. In fact…

Rat over comm: Done! They should be having a nice dream about now!!

Acquisitions Officer - Uss SereniTREE.

THEGREYJEDI

Friday, July 22, 2005 7:41 AM

*turns to look behind him.*

I'm...not sure. Things got a little fuzzy when I was over on the Adelai. Needleseye isn't well. SimonWho might be able to help her.

*walks barefoot and chested past TRM, scars on his arms and torso, and two long, vertical, ugly scars down his back. He makes his way to the observation deck. He brings up the life support controls as he closes the door. He presses a few buttons.*

Confirm: Temperature set Two-Seven-Three Kelvin.

Confirm: Grey. Alpha-Omega-Thirteen.

Confirmed. Temperature set. Confirm: Gravity set Artificial off.

Confirm: Grey. Alpha-Omega-Thirteen.

Confirmed. Artifical Gravity is off. Can I get you anything else, Grey?

No thank you, SereniTREE. Just erect a level five forcefield on the doorway. I don't mind visitors, but let's keep the gravity settings seperated.

*Grey lays back and pushes ever so slightly off the floor. He floats in the cold space staring into the stars.*

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Chief Engineer - USS SereniTREE
http://tomeofgrey.blogspot.com
Real Fans Wait - 09/30/05

PSYCHICRIVER

Friday, July 22, 2005 11:58 AM

*Meanwhile, in the infirmary...*

*Simon-Clone #1 has now been joined by Simon-Clone #2, and they are making quick work of SimonWhom's body.*

*MontanaGirl is assisting the doctors...quickly providing them with whatever they need.*

(And if I knew what they needed...or what they were doing, this would be a much more detailed post.)

*The doctors are giving it there all with CPR, but there seems to be no response.*

Come on...wake up, breathe.

Simon-clone #2: He's cold.

*Simon-clone #1 looks up at the the second clone. His face a reflection of his twin clone.*

No! Keep trying.

*The Simon-clones turn to PR.*

Simon-clone #1: I'm sorry...we're too late. He's gone.

*PR rolls his eyes* Not yet he isn't. But he will be if you don't do the frikkin CPR! Duh??

Simon-clone #1: PR, he's dead.

Whatever. I'm not listening.

*PR closes his eyes*

Not dead. *Shakes his head*

*He knows what he's about to do could be dangerous, but hey...Simon couldn't get any deader, right?*

*Using his mind, PR searches through the doc's body...he finds his heart...and concentrates.*

...

*Concentration*

...

Beat!

*Simon-clone #2 moves towards PR.*

*Both the Simon-clones are blown back against the wall by PR's instinctive reaction.*

*PR continues to focus his energy on Simon's still heart.*

Beat...beat!

*Concentrate.*

*Suddenly, Simon's heart beats. PR can hear it, it rocks through him like an earthquake.*

*It stops...then two seconds later, it beats again...louder, stronger, then again...*

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, July 22, 2005 2:00 PM

* As Montanagirl, the Simon-clones, and PsychicRiver work to revive SimonWho, there is a Jayne-clone crouching on a railing outside the operating theater, observing their progress through a window and looking grim. *

PSYCHICRIVER

Friday, July 22, 2005 2:26 PM

Quote:
Originally posted by TheRealMe:
* As Montanagirl, the Simon-clones, and PsychicRiver work to revive SimonWho, there is a Jayne-clone crouching on a railing outside the operating theater, observing their progress through a window and looking grim. *

(LMGDAO)

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 -

SOULOFSERENITY

Friday, July 22, 2005 3:23 PM

Quote:
Originally posted by TheRealMe:

* TheRealMe is stunned by this transcendental experience. He turns to look at SoulofSerenity. *

Welcome back, Soul! Now, would you PLEASE tell me what in Gorram Hell is going on around here?!

Soul smiles as he settles into a chair.

"I told you that I had something to do," he says, laughing out loud. "That scared the crap out of you, didn't it?"

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Soul, Security Chief of the Sereni-Tree

Mantichorus: "So is there a reason they call you 'Soul'?"
Soul (after a long pause): "Yeah. Because I have one."

http://havenofsouls.blogspot.com/

THATWEIRDGIRL

Friday, July 22, 2005 3:28 PM

*as the ship descends, twg runs pell-mell to the infirmary to check on Dr. Whom. One of the Simon clones stops her at the door.*

Is he okay? What’s happening? He didn’t let me die…you have to save him. please! Just…is he okay?

www.thatweirdgirl.com
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"...turn right at the corner then skip two blocks...no, SKIP, the hopping-like thing kids do...Why? Why not?"

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