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'Firefly: Sidere' A Take Turns Writing Thread

POSTED BY: SoulOfSerenity
UPDATED: Tuesday, April 4, 2006 21:01
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Saturday, December 24, 2005 4:41 AM

Jazaf wakes up in the infirmary onboard Sidere

'What happened?'
'Carla bumped into us as she made her way to the Wave stations' Mantichorus said as he motioned toward Soul and himself. 'When she mentioned Niska we knew there would be trouble.'
'How did you know where to find me?'
'Well, Manti had a premonition of you being in a field, but those few rounds you fired helped too.' Soul answered.
'Thanks for the help you guys. They were gonna....*yawn*..send me back....' Jazaf passes out. There is a stern look on Soul as he watches Jazaf sleep. What did you do to Niska? What did you do to make him loathe you soo much?

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Mystery Man on the Sereni-Tree
Navigator on Destiny

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Tuesday, December 27, 2005 2:56 AM

When Carla stepped out of the docking bay and into the space station, she gasped when she saw how magnificent it looked on the inside. Instead of resembling a usual space station's claustrophobic steel honeycomb, this station spread out before her like a fronteir town, with a field of grass--yes, it was real--leading up to the rustic-looking buildings that were the station's stores and bars. Overhead, the ceiling was made to resemble a blue sky, with lights installed to mimic the rising and setting of the sun. It was late afternoon.

Carla walked through the town, taking in the sights and sounds. The air didn't even feel recycled. She had been walking for awhile when she finally ran into Jazaf on the sidewalk. He seemed a bit startled when she told him about Niska, but then he shrugged it off.

She passed a wave station in the center of town, but it was full, so she had to keep going to another one clear on the other edge of town. On the way, she passed Manti and Soul eating ice cream outside of a cafe, talking and laughing.

"...and then I found out that the hwoon dahn was cross-eyed!" Manti finished, and Soul's face was turning red from laughing so much.

"If only all bounty hunters were such poor marksmen, eh?" Soul managed to reply.

"Hey guys," Carla interrupted.

"Hey Carla, what have you been up to?" Manti asked.

"Not much, just heading out to send some waves. I haven't talked to some of my friends for a while now, and my future employers on Shadow would probably be grateful if I gave them my ETA."

"You know, thinking about work during your leisure time is bad for your health, Carla. Relax a bit." Soul said.

"Yeah," Manti added, "or else you'll end up in the infirmary for stress related injuries. Jazaf, too. You know the minute he got here he started looking to sell some computer code? Some people just can't unwind." He laughed.

"I think Jazaf has more to worry about than overwork." Carla said.

"How so?"

"Well, I heard some people talking about him--they said that someone named Niska would be thrilled to find out that he was here--and when I mentioned this to him he seemed a little...perturbed."

Manti and Soul exchanged a long, significant look.
"Trouble." Soul said, and went to pay the check.

Manti turned to Carla and said, "The wave station is at the end of this street. Stay there. When you finish, send a wave to Sidere. Have someone come get you. This station may not be safe for any of us."

The three of them parted, and Carla finished her walk through town as she entered the wave station. She found a booth and sat down. She was tired and a little scared, so the first person she called up was her friend Sara, on Sihnon. Sara worked at a Taoist temple there, so she was the person Carla always talked to when she needed to calm down.

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Friday, December 30, 2005 2:16 AM

Carla left the wave station with Glico and Ebo. They were supposed to keep their eyes open in case any more of Niska's goons were going to come out of the woodwork and jump the crew. Carla's heart wasn't into keeping her eyes open, and the gun they loaned her was held limply by her side.

Waving Hernando was perhaps a bad idea. After the Alliance blacklisted Carla from teaching at Core universities due to her 'radical political ideals,' Hernando took sole custody of their daughter and still would not relent. Millions of miles of distance between them and they still rehashed the same old arguments. You're too irresponsible, Carla. You're on the wrong side of history. Don't be so stubborn. Get a new job in the Core. You won't be teaching, but at least you can be near your family. The delays in reaching Shadow had eroded any moral high ground she held in the arguement, and her resolve was fading. And to tell the truth, Carla wanted nothing more than to raise her daughter on Shadow, and it hurt her to know that it was almost impossible.

The three of them faced no trouble in the town, but walking through the space station's artificial field during the artificial night gave them a sense of foreboding. Glico scolded Carla for not paying attention, and Carla readied her gun. They reached the door to the docking bay and slowly walked in.

The situation had gotten worse.

About two dozen armed men surrounded Sidere, and they levelled their weapons at the three women as they entered. At the center of the small army stood a slim blonde woman in a pink suit with a pink pillbox hat and veil. She was clearly their leader.

"Are you Niska?" Carla blurted out. Like Glico and Ebo, her weapon was dropped and her hands were up.

The blonde woman replied, "I am, so to speak. I'm Mrs. Adelai Niska, but Mr. Niska, my husband, is the one in charge. I just coordinate the protection racket on every station in the quadrant. Come along, and make yourselves comfortable. I am to hold you prisoner until my husband arrives."

"Gorram," Glico muttered to nobody in particular, "Take out a few hornets and the rest come swarming in."

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Thursday, January 5, 2006 4:12 PM

Alias Mantichorus did what he did best when things like this happened: he went to ground.

Who woulda thought that that Niska character would be married to Reagen Blaze?

There was a sound behind him as the door to his quarters was opened. His peacekeeper was levelled at the door in a heartbeat.

"Mite jumpy." Soul said, holding his hands up in a mock surrender.

"Don't joke around." Mantichorus growled. "You know who the blonde is?" Soul shook his head in reply. "Reagen Blaze. Name mean anything to you?" Soul's eyes narrowed slightly.

"Yeah. Political terrorist from Londinium." He grimaced. "Heard she died a couple years ago, though."

"Reagen Blaze Jr. Every bit her mother's daughter. One cold-hearted bitch." Mantichorus elaborated. "I ran with her a few months before her mother's death. Charismatic as only a sociopath can be."

"And she's married this Adelai Niska." Soul nodded. "They must have quite an army."

Mantichorus sighed. "Right. We gotta find a way to sneak out before the cavalry turn up."

Soul smirked. "Leave that to me..."

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Friday, January 13, 2006 3:19 PM

The ground shook. Alias Mantichorus raised his head from his pillow and frowned. That wasn't right. The door flew open and Glico looked in.

"What a dump. Manti, something's happening out here, you better move your pee-gu."

Mantichorus got up and followed Glico out into the common area, when the ship rocked from the 'quake. Mantichorus and Glico looked at each other.

"Explosions." Mantichorus muttered.

"Sounds like the standard ordinance carried by an Alliance Cruiser." Jazaf said as he bounded up. He was grinning like a lunatic. "Gorram goons are rabbiting."

The intercom burst into life. *This thing on?* Ebo muttered, and then there was the distinct sound of the speaker being thumped. *If you can hear me guys, hang on to something. The Alliance are taking over, and all land-locks have been released...for the time being.*

Sidere rose into the air and left the station, back on route for Shadow.

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Soul smiled sheepishly. "That worked better than I planned."

Teela stared at him. "You called them?" She asked, incrediously.

Soul shrugged. "Figured we'd have an easier time escaping them than we would have Niska and his wife's thugs."

"So that was your plan?" Mantichorus said monotonously.

Soul shrugged again. "Just broke into the local law enforcement's channel, and used that to broadcast to the Feds. The local law will take a fall, too, as they were being paid off by Niska."

Teela shook her head. "You're crazy - I'm glad you're on my side." She walked off back to the bridge.

Mantichorus rubbed his temple with the heel of his hand. "Gorrammit, today's been too nuts. I'm gonna go snooze for thirty years or so."

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Tuesday, January 17, 2006 9:54 PM

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Originally posted by Mantichorus:

Teela shook her head. "You're crazy - I'm glad you're on my side." She walked off back to the bridge.



Soul smiled.

OOC: I just wanted to post. I'm back!!!!

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Mantichorus: "So is there a reason they call you 'Soul'?"
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Wednesday, January 18, 2006 11:47 AM

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Originally posted by SoulOfSerenity:
OOC: I just wanted to post. I'm back!!!!

OOC: Welcome back, sir, as Zoe once said.

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Friday, February 24, 2006 7:05 AM

Back in the Black, the crew meet in the common area to discuss new Business.
'So....where are we headed next?' Jazaf asked.

OOC: Sorry, couldn't think of anything else!


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Navigator on Destiny

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Monday, March 13, 2006 5:02 PM

"Well..." Teela said "We might as well continue onto Shadow. It's the nearest planet, and so we'll get another job quicker if we go straight there." She then coughed slightly embarrassedly. "Also, I can apologise to our client."

"Get regular Reaver runs around these parts, from what I've heard." Alias Mantichorus stated. "Likely to be understanding as to why we dumped the cargo."

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Monday, April 3, 2006 5:58 PM

Carla gathered up all her things as Sidere approached the atmosphere of Shadow. Part of her relished these last few months of travelling ship to ship in the Black, as well as the people she met and the mortal peril she found herself in. Alone out here, she felt the most alive she had been in ages. She wanted to go on and see every gritty corner the 'verse had to offer. But...

She had a job to do. When she lost her teaching position, an old colleague on Shadow was the only one to offer her another chance at a career, and she had to admit it was a tasty challenge. She was about to step on a tiny border world, make a name for herself at a little upstart college, and teach the children of ranchers and blacksmiths the political and legal skills needed to take on the threat of Alliance imperialism. And to tell the truth, she still held out for the chance to raise her daughter among Shadow's pastoral beauty.

When every last book, blouse, and photo capture was rounded up, Carla slung her bag over her shoulder and headed up to the dining room to see if there was anything Teela and the crew needed help with once they landed.

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OOC: It's great to be back. Not posting in over two months made me really miss this place.

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