The Sereni-Tree: Flight of the Firefly
POSTED BY: PsychicRiver
UPDATED: Monday, October 10, 2005 01:48
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*falls over and decides to move out of the cargo bay due to the 'minimal damage', and walks up stairs trying not to fall over and break stuff*
Crap! What is going on out there?
*sets the fishie bowl at the top of the stairs, stands up, then gets knocked over by afformented 'minimal damage' and knocks herself out on the railing of the stairs, then lays motionless*
^by my friend Yoko, an interprentation of me
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*twg and JayneClone2 turn off all major systems while DS battles the Degassians. They ignore the very strange sight before them. twg takes the pilot chair and Jayne takes a seat at her feet**
So, what were you thinking? *quirk eyebrow*
*he lifts off his helmet* What am I usually thinking?
*sets her helmet down next to his* Money, mayhem, and making noises?
Er something like that. I’ve noticed a lack of activity 
lately.
Yeah. Mister pilot is letting me take some solo flying time…*Jayne gives her that look* What? Okay, yeah I’ve been flirting shamelessly with the doc since the great battle, but I can’t…
What you need is something meaningless…someone with no strings…..
No. *twg removes the large mitt pawing her leg* Jayne, I don’t think so. We need to be ready to fly when they signal, can you find out what the deal is with those two?
*he flashes his puppy dog eyes*
Fine. *she places one kiss on the top of his head* Thank you for helping me you great big man you.
*big smile* You’re welcome.
*JayneClone2 wakes the sleeping couple and begins to listen their story. twg sits patiently waiting to hear from Soul, Tash, or one of the others…and she wipes one tear from her eye…* Screw it. *twg sees the confrontation between the ships and decides to make her move. She starts the engines and restores all the shuttles main fuctions. She takes the yoke carefully in her hands and she maneuvers the Admiral Nelson away from Destiny…and into the black*
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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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"Are we really that grim? The two of us? Like the Brothers Grimm? But better and much more... Better?"
Jack shakes some hands while taking off a spam encrusted helmet, "We'd appreciate a bit of a ship from here to..." he looks at the unconscious Safe, "Figures he'd be unconscious. He's the one that usually keeps us on the right track..."
Someone asks, "Are you sure he's alright?"
"He seemed to think so before he went unconscious. CPR probably would be a bad idea, we was mumbling something about broken ribs..." Jack shrugs, "Mouth to mouth resusitation might be an option, though."
Jack, Enigmatic Half of the Brothers DOOM
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*notices someting rush past in Engineering*.
hmm.
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Quote:
Originally posted by TheRealMe:
* From the pilot dome of the Sereni-Tree, TheRealMe causes the ship to hover over their landing site for a moment, then angles it toward the approching mule and mob of Reavers. He activates the com to Engineering. *
Grey! Jet! If Static doesn't get here soon, I'm going to need one of you to take over piloting duties from down there. I want you to stay hovering over the mule with PsychicRiver and Piffle, matching their speed.
* TheRealMe touches another control. *
Whoever is in our turrets, fire on the Reavers at will!
* TheRealMe switches the com link again. *
Piffle! PsychicRiver! This is Me! Keep moving! I have a plan!
*Amazed at the sudden appearance of the large white mecha*
whoa.
*Needleseye pokes Jet's arm urgently*~Jet.
What?! Was I supposed to be flying just now, TRM?
Right! No crashing and killing us all.
Now, lets get the hell out of here. Don't care much for reavers.
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"Either you get off your butt and clear us for landing or I'm gonna fly this rocket right up your socket! "
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*** NOTE: THIS POST BEGINS BEFORE PIFFLE DRIVES THE MULE ABOARD THE SERENI-TREE ***
* From his seat up in the pilot dome, TheRealMe receives a call from Jet in Engineering. *
Jet: Sorry, Grey just got weird and left, and we’re a little too busy down here to pilot the ship. Maybe in a few minutes…
TheRealMe: Uh, I’m ALSO going to need you to rig us for a full burn in less than a minute!
* Jet mutters something Chinese under her breath and signs off. *
* From his vantage point in the cockpit, TheRealMe looks down into the main area of the Bridge. He mutters: *
Where could Static be? Did we leave him behind on Earth-That-Still-Is? Did he sneak along on the Destiny’s Shadow mission without telling anyone? Is he asleep in his quarters? And where in blazes is Grey going?
* Just then, the doors to the Bridge open and a slim figure steps inside. *
I can fly the ship!
* It is Bride5, wearing serviceable coveralls rather than her usual slinky red dress. She jumps into one of the three Bridge stations and configures it for piloting controls. Holographic views of outside the Sereni-Tree spring to life all around her. As soon as she is ready, TheRealMe transfers control to her. Then he hops out of the cockpit, climbs down, and occupies the Bridge station next to her. *
TheRealMe: Steady as she goes, Bride5. That Bridge station won’t be as good as the cockpit for piloting the ship, but you should be able to do the job from there. The mule’s coming toward us, but we’re going to meet it half-way. Be careful that our engine plumes don’t wash over our friends.
Bride5: What about the Reavers? They’re awfully close behind the mule.
TheRealMe (determined): I’ll take care of the Reavers!
* Bride5 concentrates on her piloting task. TheRealMe touches a com control for a ship-wide broadcast. *
TheRealMe: Attention! All Zoe-clones and any available fighters report to the Main Cargo Bay in full combat gear. Prepare to repel borders!
* TheRealMe raises both of his arms high as gauntlets of metal and plastic descend from above his control station to encase them. Then he moves his arms freely and wiggles his fingers inside these gauntlets. Indicators on the control panel before him flash green as the monstrous grappler arms mounted on the sides of the Sereni-Tree come to life and mimic his motions. A holographic scene of the outside envelops him. TheRealMe can see the speeding mule below him, followed closely by numerous Reaver vehicles. *
TheRealMe: Computer! Open Main Cargo Bay doors!
Computer: Main Cargo Bay door opened.
* At that moment, the entire Sereni-Tree rocks from an explosion and tips sidewards. Bride5 struggles with the controls, brow furrowed, as she rights the ship. *
TheRealMe: Gunners! Target enemy tanks!
* At that moment, the mecha of TheGreyJedi erupts from the earth, disorienting the Reavers and offering them a new target. TheRealMe is dumbfounded. *
TheRealMe: Okay, I guess Grey can handle the Reaver tanks all by himself.
Bride5 (still struggling with the controls): I’m supposed to do WHAT, now?
TheRealMe: Right! Sorry! Orient the Sereni-Tree so that the Main Cargo Bay doors are facing our friends’ mule. Extend the cargo ramp. Hover very close to the ground, but don’t land. Give Piffle some room to slow down. Then be prepared for an immediate full burn.
Bride5: Crap! I never even did that all that in a simulator!
TheRealMe: Maybe, but you don’t know how to work these arms at all.
* Bride5 touches some controls, wiggles one hand grip, and shoves the other one forward. The Sereni-Tree responds by twisting and dropping abruptly in front of the speeding mule. The ship hovers there, just off the ground, and Bride5 steadies it while Piffle slams on the brakes and the mule screeches up the extended ramp and into the Main Cargo bay.
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* In the Sereni-Tree’s Main Cargo Bay, Piffle’s Spam-covered mule screeches to a halt. Four Zoe-clones in full combat armor fire their full-auto assault rifles out of the huge open hatchway at the numerous Reavers that are attempting to follow Piffle’s mule aboard. Not one makes it inside. Zoe-clone3 pulls a lever and the massive doors close as the Sereni-Tree’s huge grappler arms can be seen outside smashing Reaver vehicles. As the doors slam shut, Zoe-clone2 keys her com-link. *
Zoe-clone2: Bridge, the cargo bay doors are secure!
* The entire Sereni-Tree vibrates as the ship’s engines strain at their maximum output. PsychicRiver and Piffle drop out of the vehicle, exhausted. Moments later, all four Zoe-clones surround the mule, pointing their weapons at Safe and Jack. When they get a closer look, they lower their weapons. The Zoe-clones speak in chorus: *
You’re not Reavers. Who are you two?
Quote:
CastIronJack wrote:
"Are we really that grim? The two of us? Like the Brothers Grimm? But better and much more... Better?"
* Zoe-clone3 offers a rare smile and reaches out her hand. *
Zoe-clone3: Welcome aboard, Sir.
Quote:
CastIronJack wrote:
Jack shakes some hands while taking off a spam encrusted helmet, "We'd appreciate a bit of a ship from here to..." he looks at the unconscious Safe, "Figures he'd be unconscious. He's the one that usually keeps us on the right track..."
Zoe-clone4 (dubious): Are you sure he's all right?
Quote:
CastIronJack wrote:
"He seemed to think so before he went unconscious. CPR probably would be a bad idea, we was mumbling something about broken ribs..." Jack shrugs, "Mouth to mouth resusitation might be an option, though."
Zoe-clone1: We have a doctor on board. Let’s get your friend to the Infirmary.
Zoe-clone3: Better not move him.
Zoe-clone2 (into com-link): Doctor, please report to the Main Cargo Bay. We have an injury. Broken ribs. Possible concussion.
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* On the Admiral Nelson, Jayne-clone2 grins after being kissed by ThatWeirdGirl. *
Huh. Well, I WUZ settin’ ya up fer a “Pinky and the Brain” joke, but never mind all that, now.
* Jayne-clone2 pulls out a hairbrush. *
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Quote:
Originally posted by Bluefishie:
*falls over and decides to move out of the cargo bay due to the 'minimal damage', and walks up stairs trying not to fall over and break stuff*
Crap! What is going on out there?
*sets the fishie bowl at the top of the stairs, stands up, then gets knocked over by afformented 'minimal damage' and knocks herself out on the railing of the stairs, then lays motionless*
Whew..That was a close call! I feel like I've been through a washing machine stuck on spin!
, If you need me , I'll be in my bunk. (lol, Not the way I wanted that sentence to turn out... 
)*slowly drags her feet up the stairs to her room, but before she can get there she spots a bowl of blue fishie's all alone*
Fishie would never leave her beloved babies all alone and vulnerable to the piffleponies...
*spots Fishie lying unconcious on the floor* Oh my!! *dashes over to fishie's side desperatley trying to wake her*
Fishie- Wha-what happened?
Piffle- I dunno...You tell me. From the looks of that giganamous bump on your head it seems you fell by an avalanche of tools and knocked yourself out when falling down the stairs.
How do you feel now?
Fishie- Like my head's the size of a watermelon.
Piffle- Riiight.. Zoe-Clone, Trm!! Get me a Simon Clone stat! Fishie has a concussion!!
Whew,that was a close one! We cant have our crew member's hurt and unconcious- Not good!
*after the Zoe-Clones rush Fishie off to the infirmary, Piffle resumes dragging herself to bed, but before she can make it...Ms. Kitty comes to tag along for some lovin.
.*Come on Ms.Kitty..I bet you've had a long day too..What with your sleeping, eating, and playing in human today.
*(And) together Piffle and Ms. Kitty go to sleep off the days activities*
Because Dancers are tough,mean...Chicas!! -Summer Glau
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Whoa!! *Gets off the mule*
*To thr brothers grimm* You're welcome on the ride, by the way, anytime!
Welcome aboard the Sereni-TREE. I believe we're on a rescue mission.
There lots to do.
*Turns to Zoe-clone 1*
Hey, whens dinner?
*In the background, the Simon Malcolmette pulls a gun.*
Simon Malcolmette: BWAH!
Well...that was an interesting journey. But *wimper*, we lost thingamajig. But hey, we gained a mule! I like er.
Well, I'm going to shower, get rid of this Reaver spam!
PsychicRiver
"Two by two, hands of blue." 
"We'll take care of each other. I'll knit!"
"I swallowed a bug."
Summer Glau to me - "You are so photogenic."
Me - 
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