Sereni-Tree: Boros cliffhanger, engaging paramours
POSTED BY: cozen
UPDATED: Monday, March 6, 2006 11:36
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back a little way -
Seryn guides the Nandi closer to the cruiser, the thought occuring to her that this is her first flight, and she should have been doing barrel rolls by now. bugger, I could always... But the cruiser takes control of the fighter, guiding it towards a bay instead of to the normal launch stations. pretty much as expected
She waits, patiently as possible, drumming her fingers against the console, checking and re-checking the changes she made to the Nandi's systems, and drumming her fingers some more until the fighter glides into the hangar and settles itself.
She pops the hatch and climbs out as gracefully as possible, and decends the footholds to be met by a small army of troops led by one very officious looking lieutentant.
'ah, my honour guard!' she says with false joy, knowing they are anything but. 'so where to now? I hope my suite has a bath, could kill for a bath'
'If you could come with me'
'of course yes, formalities and such'
Surrounded by soldiers, he leads her to a large room fronted by windows, obviously some kind of posh meeting room. In the distence she see's the Tree, and beyond it, the diminishing bulk of the other cruiser. She stands by the rail watching the scene, admiring how pretty all the lights are and trying not to think of the future. Suddenly the other cruiser appears to lurch sideways, the reason not apparent until a spark of fire flares briefly over one of its sides and disappears, leaving a glitter of parts spreading out into space.
A claxon starts somewhere in the vessel, and the Lieutentant shout orders at the men to keep her here.
'screw that! No way! I am coming with you, you have no choice in the matter!'
she moves to the doorway, glares at the guards attempting to stop her, 'i'm going, you can go with me or not, but i'm going, seeing as it would be terrible for your career should you harm me, you have no way of stopping me. Move. Aside.' she carries on down the corridor, following the lieutentant and her own vague memories of layouts, until she reaches the bridge.
The Commander stands to one side, nearby an older guy stands, his back to her. All around officers and crew mill, highly efficiantly, but milling nonetheless, and over their din she only just makes out the command to fire.
Almost before her ears have processed the words she is running towards the console, aiming for the man operating the weapons controls.
'don't fire!' she almost reaches him, managing to grab his arm and wrench it away from the controls, before the guards catch her, at a nod from the old guy, one of them hitting her head with the butt of his gun.
She falls, for a few seconds she sits, thinking about nothing much but the pain in her skull, then stares groggly at someone who has come to crouch infront of her. Kind of like her grandfather, but sharper, he smiles at her. Then turns to the Commander. He clasps his hands together infront of him, and she begins to get very scared.
'No, don't fire at them, I have a better idea...'
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Consistency is the last refuge of the unimaginative. O.W.
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*On the Alliance Cruiser Tripoli...*
*Upon Seryn leaving the Nandi, a few of the lowest-ranking feds are ordered to do a routine search of her, to ensure that she's no trojan horse.*
Fed-without-a-name #1: Check is clear.
Fed-without-a-name #2: Clear.
*Fed-without-a-name #1 nods to Fed-without-a-name #2 and the other two feds without names. The four of them leave the Nandi and the door closes automatically, like a mouth that just spat out something it didn't want re-entering, due to foul flavour. Inside all is quite for a moment and if anyone were around to hear it...there is the clomping sound of feet moving further away, and some sort of banter that seems to be moving with them, perhaps for company. After the moment has passed, a hatch to a secret over-head compartment slides open, and out pops the head of PsychicRiver. He looks around for a second then grins.*
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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Quote:
Originally posted by seryn:
here is the deal. I'll come over to your place. We can chat, maybe even have a few drinks, but to earn your lovely cashy reward money you are going to tell me who the mole is. Then you are going to send your friend away. You lot are just too excitable. But this ship is going to stay here for as long as it suits her, and then she's going to leave. You will not hinder, you will not harm. You get me?'
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*takes a deep breath*
'oh, dammit. Well, I had to go home sooner or later.'
*turns to TWG and Ath, who are staring at her with many different thoughts struggling to control their features*
'I wasn't the mole, please believe that, find out who it is. You guys were so much fun, but, *glances at the cruiser* loose ends. See you again.'
*PR's eyes go wide.* Oh my! Come on Ororo! *He hops onto the Pifflepony.* We've gotta get back to the tree, as a matter of haste!
*Ororo starts galloping and takes PR into Zoid's bar...*
*...a few moments later, Ororo and PR find themselves trapped in engineering!* Oh dear. Umm...okay, okay... *PR takes deep breathes.* I can do this...I've done this a hundred times. *PR concentrates and the engine room door gives a loud click, and PR pushes it open. He steps out and Ororo follows. PR closes the door and locks it the same way he unlocked it. He then turns to Ororo.* Okay, thanks for your help girl. You better get back the ranch! *She nudges PR with her head affectionately and then turns and gallops off.*
*PR knows he's almost out of time, as he quickly makes his way to the hanger bay. He spies the Nandi and rushes to her and enters. Inside, he quickly looks around as he hears feet coming down the stairs outside. He looks up and spies some sort of hatch.*
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Originally posted by seryn:
She runs back to the the bay, where she overides the bridges control to the doors in a half-assed way, and opens them manually.
Flying the Nandi out as soon as she can clear it, she see's the tiniest speck of gold, almost lost on the curve of the planet, as the shuttle breaks the atmosphere. Turning towards the cruiser, She sends a last message to the bridge.
'I'm stealing your Fighter, sorry!
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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Quote:
Originally posted by thatweirdgirl:
Shall we dance...
Soul nods. "Let's do this." He turns to Jazaf. "Keep this place safe." Jazaf nods.
Soul turns back to TWG and grabs her hand. "Whatever you do, do not let go of my hand." She nods. "Now, we need to get a running start."
They make their way out of the bridge and down the stairs. Turning, Soul says, "Just run as fast as you can, and don't stop. Trust me."
"I'll try," she replies.
They run, feet flying as they race up the stairs. Reaching the bridge, they run inside, heading straight for the viewscreen, TWG closes her eyes, and--
Silence. Soul watches as TWG opens her eyes and looks around in amazement. Behind them is the SereniTREE, in front of them is the Alliance cruiser; but around them is nothing but the stars.
"Okay, this is pretty cool," TWG says.
Soul grins. "My favorite part. Now hold on tight."
They approach the hull of the Tripoli, and phase through. Soul waits as they pass through several rooms before finding an empty one and phasing back into this plane of reality. They roll to a stop on the floor and stand slowly.
"Okay Weirdess," Soul says, "Now it's your turn."
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Soul, Security Chief of the Sereni-Tree, Captain of Destiny.
Mantichorus: "So is there a reason they call you 'Soul'?"
Soul (after a long pause): "Yeah. Because I have one."
http://havenofsouls.livejournal.com/
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Soul is concentrating so much on his attempt to get ThatWeirdGirl safely across space that he seemingly fails to notice the nine Yeti in his way as he backs off the Sereni-Tree bridge for his run at the Alliance cruiser. But the creatures make way for him, out of respect for ThatWeirdGirl, their "dance friend". When Soul and TWG start running, hand in hand, the nine yeti run after them, bellowing their war cries.
When Soul and TWG phase through the Sereni-Tree's bulkheads, most of the Yeti slam against them. One, however, grabs Soul's leg and is transported across space as well.
When they re-materialize inside the Tripoli, the Yeti stands and dusts itself off. It picks up TWG, places her on her feet, and it gently dusts her off, too. "Ervin help," it says, more quietly than one might expect from a creature so large. "Ervin help dance friend fight bad ones."
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OOC:
Quote:
Originally posted by TheRealMe:
Soul is concentrating so much on his attempt to get ThatWeirdGirl safely across space that he seemingly fails to notice the nine Yeti in his way as he backs off the Sereni-Tree bridge for his run at the Alliance cruiser.
Heh. Oops.
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Soul, Security Chief of the Sereni-Tree, Captain of Destiny.
Mantichorus: "So is there a reason they call you 'Soul'?"
Soul (after a long pause): "Yeah. Because I have one."
http://havenofsouls.livejournal.com/
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Eight Yeti clog the Sereni-Tree's bridge, having slammed into the forward bulkheads after failing to accompany ThatWeirdGirl, Soul, and Ervin the Yeti over to the Tripoli. They pick themselves up and look about, confused. Their eyes move from Jazaf, to Ath, to Deuce.
One of them smiles, revealing sharp fangs, and addresses Ath (as Ath is the one with the most colorful shirt). It pounds its chest. "Assan help. Yeti help." The other Yeti growl in agreement. "You say how!".
Deuce turns to Jazaf, waving her hand before her face. "Whew! Imagine how 64,000 of them smelled!"
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"Is any body around?" SR calls out as he comes to, "I'm really sorry about the mess. You can send the carpet cleaning bill to the alliance, they are the ones with deep pockets."
He struggles to regain his feet and is racked with a hideous pain.
"AAAAAAAAARRRRRRRRRRRAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHH!"
SR loses consciousness once again.
Scorpion Regent
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Sparky the Robot is following the yeti around with a brush and dust pan. Then he hears something:
Quote:
ScorpionRegent wrote:
"Is any body around?" SR calls out as he comes to, "I'm really sorry about the mess. You can send the carpet cleaning bill to the alliance, they are the ones with deep pockets."
He struggles to regain his feet and is racked with a hideous pain.
"AAAAAAAAARRRRRRRRRRRAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHH!"
SR loses consciousness once again.
Sparky runs over. "Goodness, sir, you seem to be injured. Shall I take you to the Infirmary?"
SR bleeds.
"I'll take that as a 'yes'!"
Sparky the Robot
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**In the SereniTree's gun turret, jake7 hears the howls of eight Yeti. She looks up and, moments later, sees TWG and Soul (with a Yeti dangling from his leg) float towards the Alliance cruiser. She rubs her eyes and does a double-take. The scene has only changed to show that the three figures have moved closer to the Alliance ship.**
Huh. Guess I'm not dreaming!
**she goes back to her Cortex search and awaits the time when she is needed.**
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MAL: Everybody's makin' a fuss.
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"They just float out there, sending out raver breeding parties..."
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