The Sereni-Tree, the Ocean Cloud, and Escape From Boros
POSTED BY: TheRealMe
UPDATED: Friday, February 24, 2006 17:35
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Ok, No grenade juggling, that's what goslings are for. We should be getting close to Grendel's Find soon, let's make sure we have everything we need. Cozen, are you sober enough for this, or are you staying on the Tree? I don't want anybody getting dead on this, if we play our parts, the only metal we should be putting our hands to, is that platinum, Dong Ma?
*Loads several weapons and hides them under his coat*
Of course it's better to have a gun and not need it, than to need a gun and not have it. Seryn, could you grab that crayon and with"draw" a few stacks of cashy money?
*Retrieves bottles of rum from Cozen*
Between the Booze and the Cash, they'll be too happy to suspect anything. And it'll be awhile before they figure the cash is funny. Can't use the funny stuff on the black market. Best to keep those folk in a not killing us mood.
Saddle up, Soon as the Tree breaks atmo, we're off for some fun. Rat, I need those names.
*presses talkie button on the com*
Ath, give us the word when we're there. ETA?
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"He's seen too much of life And there's no going back.
The loneliness calls him, And the edge which must be sharpened,
He's losing it. And he knows.
But there's a fighter in his mind and his body's tough
The years have been unkind, but kind enough." -Ocean Cloud (Marbles) -Marillion
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Quincey trudges back to the hanger bay, fire in her eyes. From the selection of weapons provided by Seryn, she grabs one, almost at random.
"Oh, I am SO ready to go!"
Her demeanor softens when she sees Cozen. "Hey, is Cozen coming with us? Isn't this too dangerous for him to be along?"
Quincey, Bride5
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Seryn takes out the crayon and starts drawing stacks of notes, then draws in the last pile made up of individual notes.
yup, he's sober enough, if not I got something to sober him up. The wiff of aclcohol will be useful for what I need him to do. And I'm absolutely certain he can take care of himself.
*places her hands atop Cozens where he is attempting to peel off the duct tape*
Not yet.
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"She's a mite whimsical in the brainpan."
Xander: "Hi, for those of you who just tuned in, everyone here is a crazy person." *grin*
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Bride5 turns to Seryn. "When I wondered if it was too dangerous to bring Cozen along, I wasn't talking about HIS safety. In case you hadn't noticed..." *whispers* "...he's something of a jinx."
Quincey, Bride5
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A jinx? Honey, I think you are possibly talking to the least superstitious ex-pirate there is alive.
And thats not because all of the others are dead.
*see Quinceys incredulous look* Yes I know theres all that crap about sensing things. But thats a feeling I get, actually physical sensation, don't ask me why but there you go. It say something is not right, theres bad here. It doesn't say 'and its all that guys fault' So trust me on this one?
*hits the back of Cozens head, he stops his attempt to cut the bag open*
I have my eyes one him, none of this talk about jinxing, you'll make the others nervous, think positive! any bad thoughts, aim them at the guys we're off to rob.
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"She's a mite whimsical in the brainpan."
Xander: "Hi, for those of you who just tuned in, everyone here is a crazy person." *grin*
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Boros:
"Needy indicated that the tunnel opens in a back alley near the hanger. Citizen, you, Jack and Bride6 lead the way, "Stan", Bride7 and I will take up the rear. We’ll try to keep the Alliance at bay. If we go down, for any reason, you keep going." Safe says, looking back down the tunnel towards the explosion. Jack catches the look in Safe’s eye and nods slightly, suddenly all business.
"Let’s move."
Back at the Companion House;
In a small client screening room a man in a grey suit, flanked by three Alliance soldiers, sits across the table from the Companion house's head house servant. The rest of the soldiers were out scouring the city for traces of their prey, making occasional contact only to lose them again.
The Grey suit temples his blue gloved fingers and taps them against his chin impassively eyeing the man before him.
"I told them you only wanted to talk..." the servant says nervously.
"Yes, indeed." The grey suit says patiently. "You say there were the two soldier “types”, to use your words, two women, one of which you’ve seen before, and another man."
"Yes... that’s right." Feeling more at ease and confidant in that fact he was right, the house servant relaxes.
"You said they were asking after a... “winged” women, again, your words." The grey suit says checking his notes.
"Yes. I overheard their conversation. She had spent sometime here a while back."
"Do you know where they were headed or where this “winged” woman may be?"
"I overheard Master Needy say something about a client’s private hanger."
"And the “winged” woman?"
"She’s aboard a ship called the Tree, I think they said. Are they in trouble? Is she a criminal?"
"Yes on both counts." The grey suit says with a smirk.
"I knew it!" the house servant says triumphantly "I always suspected her. What with her wings and all, it was just unnatural. But Master Needy would'nt listen to me."
"So she in fact did have wings, interesting... thank-you for your time." The gray suit says, not looking up from his notes.
"Excuse me sir, the end of your pen is flashing..." the house servant suddenly screams clutching his head, as do the Alliance soldiers.
When the screaming stops, the grey suit stands and brushes an errant drop of blood from his notes, closes his clipboard and calmly exits the room, closing the door behind him.
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Quincey speaks quietly: "Seryn, I'm not being superstitious when I say that Cozen is a jinx. It's just that... well... he does things. Like juggling grenades!"
Quincey sees 'that look' from Seryn, and continues: "But I like Cozen well enough and I'll be happy to have him aboard.
Quincey, Bride5
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I realise that Cozen is something of a liability
*slaps Cozens hands lightly. Then takes the bag away from him completely*
But I promise, I'm watching him.
*Thinks a while, then leans over and whispers something in Cozens ear. He goes still, and his eyes very wide, and sits simply watching Seryn as she turns back to Quincey*
Are we almost there yet? How long till we break atmo?
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"She's a mite whimsical in the brainpan."
Xander: "Hi, for those of you who just tuned in, everyone here is a crazy person." *grin*
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Quincey smirks. "Huh! I don't know when we'll get to Grendel's Find with ATH piloting. I just know that I could have had us there by now. Seems like he's mozying along. Maybe afraid to go too fast?"
Quincey, Bride5
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Seryn smiles. Then jumps up and leads Quincey to the controls. Cozen watches her go, then stands up and follows.
'Remember what I said Coz, no button pressing.'
Cozen resolutely puts his hands in his pockets.
'Right, Quincey, finer points of the Clouds navigation. I think I got most of it whilst drawing it out, you may want to consult Jadehand for the hidden extras. We'll be leaving in something of a hurry, you may want to memorise things...'
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"She's a mite whimsical in the brainpan."
Xander: "Hi, for those of you who just tuned in, everyone here is a crazy person." *grin*
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