The Sereni-Tree and the Lost Soul
POSTED BY: TheRealMe
UPDATED: Thursday, December 1, 2005 14:53
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*Bluefishie absentmindedly walks through the commons, and sets her Serenity book down on the table with some chocolate bars on top of it close to Serenity, but far from melting frozen cream*
-sigh-
*walks out of the commons, wondering if there's anything interesting to change into something else with her markers*
^by my friend Yoko, an interprentation of me
http://www.myspace.com/_bluefishie_
Yay myspace...
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*enters the kitchen and looks about at the remnants of the refridgerator sprawled on the table*
* Walks over to Needle*
Hmm.. well at least she's left her room that's a good sign right? I don't want to start any rumors but I think I know exactly what's going on here. Clearly this is a major sign that...
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She finds a bag of chips and munches those while she raids the fridge. She pulls out pie, sandwiches, a hunk of cheese, pickles. She pops her head in the freezer and finds a tub of chocolate ice cream. She grabs a big spoon and digs into that, adding whipped cream and m&Ms right to the container.*
CMS is a junk foodaholic!
*thinks about starting a support group for fellow junk food addicted crew.*
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*In his sleep, PsychicRiver hears a voice...a woman's voice.*
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Simon, you have to fix PR. I'm so sorry, I didn't mean to hurt...
*kneels next to PR and lovingly strokes his hand*
*PR continues to hear the woman speak in her soft velvet tones.*
*As he stirs he almost hears himself speak.*
Mother?
PsychicRiver
"Two by two, hands of blue."
"We'll take care of each other. I'll knit!"
"I swallowed a bug."
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Static and TheRealMe race to the hanger bay.
Static wins the race. He runs up to the recently docked Admiral Nelson, throws open its hatch, and darts inside.
TheRealMe pauses in the hanger bay, observing the shuttle while he catches his breath. Hmmm… There does not seem to be any outward sign of damage. There are no battle scars. No indications of an accidental impact with something.
TheRealMe enters the Admiral Nelson. In the shuttle’s lounge, he finds a dataslate on the floor, sitting in a pile of dust. He picks it up to examine it. The figures that are displayed seem to be a ledger of various monetary transactions, including explicit columns for “bribes” and “kickbacks”.
TheRealMe gazes back down at the pile of dust. “Huh. I guess this was the Rat-clone before it dissolved.”
TheRealMe wanders the rest of the shuttle. He finds no sign of anyone until he reaches its bridge. There, he finds Static, stoically looking down into the pilot’s seat…at a second pile of dust.
TheRealMe’s thoughts race as he stares at the dust. Then he looks up at Static. “This is clone-dust! Could ThatWeirdGirl have ALWAYS been a clone? Impossible! I knew her before we had such abilities! Could Cozen have made a ThatWeirdGirl-clone for… ah… some purpose?”
Static glares at TheRealMe.
TheRealMe nods. “Right! He wouldn’t dare! But the only other time that we have seen duplicates like this created was…”
TheRealMe understands. “…was during the time of the Dark Soul when we met our evil twins! That means that THIS was ThatEvilWeirdGirl, and THAT means that the one we have frozen..."
TheRealMe turns and leaves the Admiral Nelson, striding purposefully out of the hanger bay. He pulls out his com-link. “Doctor SimonWho? This is Me.” When he receives no answer, he continues: “Computer, locate SimonWho!”
“SimonWho is not on the Sereni-Tree.”
“Dammit! And we’re all out of Simon-clones.” He talks into his com-link again. “Montanagirl! Please report to the cryogenic lab in the Infirmary.” TheRealMe wonders if Montanagirl has ever treated a gunshot wound to the head!
As TheRealMe enters the Infirmary, he notices a Big Red Button secured behind several layers of Rat-traps. He slaps the button, then continues on to the cryogenics lab.
TheRealMe, First Officer of the Sereni-Tree
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Safe considers Jack's suggestion. He shrugs his shoulders, "What the hell, can't see as how anyone would notice...". He stands up and slings his rucksack over his shoulder.
Safe and Jack arrive at the docking bay in time to see the several people waiting for the Nelson to dock.
The two men nonchalantly board the Grant, and Safe pilots it out as the Neslon lands.
"That worked well", Jacks says.
Safe raises an eyebrow,"How do you figure?"
"I thought I was going to have to blow a hole in the bay door to get out" Jack says with a grin.
Safe shakes his head and turns the Grant towards Boros.
Safeat2nd, Chief Handyman of Destiny
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He floats through the hallways and the rooms, observing the people contained in the ship called SereniTree, but he is not sure why he watches, or why he is even on this ship in the first place. It is a mystery, even to him. He exists, and that is as far as his mind let's him go. He has no name, and he has no comprehension of what a name is. So he floats behind the veil of reality, and watches.
He is not evil, neither is he good. Again, his comprehension for those words does not exist, either. He cannot be seen or felt, and the laws of reality do not tie him down.
So he floats, and watches. It is what he does.
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"That's my man" - Zoe
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*Serenity wakes up to find Needleseye and Mai looking at her. She wipes her eyes sleepily.*
Um..hi. Guess I fell asleep at the table. 
I'm going clean up my mess...
*She stands up and starts to tidy but then suddenly drops everything in her hands and runs out of the room*
Mai: That was weird.
Serenity, First Officer of Destiny
I have a live journal: http://www.livejournal.com/users/callmeserenity/
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*PR gets up and follows the voices.*
*They lead him to the infirmary, he gets there just in time to see a door slide shut, with small wisps of white smoke or steam seeping through.*
*He walks to the door and stares at it. He leans to the right, places his fingers on a big button, and gently presses.*
PsychicRiver
"Two by two, hands of blue."
"We'll take care of each other. I'll knit!"
"I swallowed a bug."
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Originally posted by mai:
*thinks about starting a support group for fellow junk food addicted crew.*
I suppose I should join up, but the question is, do I want to kick the habit?
I think you know the answer.
"Invader's blood marches through my veins like giant radioactive rubber pants. The pants command me! Do not ignore my veins!"
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*Rat gets out his Dustbuster and cleans up the former clone's dust which he places in a phial that he then tucks away!*
This may come in handy at a later thread...I mean date!
Acquisitions Officer - SereniTREE
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