Sereni-Tree: Boros cliffhanger, engaging paramours
POSTED BY: cozen
UPDATED: Monday, March 6, 2006 11:36
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*Schwartz appears. Sets to licking Jake7's cheek, as any luvable llama would.*
*Meanwhile, cozen secures the satiny leg shackles around Jake7's ankles....*
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Amidst confusion is the breeding ground for opportunity.
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**Through the force field, Schwartz's head appears and starts licking**
Hey! How'd you get through the force field??!?!
Ugh, stinky llama breath!
**She pushes Schwartz's head out of the way and checks her remote and notices the battery power is getting low. While fending off sticky llama kisses, she checks her pocket for batteries. Just as she finds some and starts to reload, she finds her ankles being bound by some rather nice, satiny leg shackles**
Um, Cozen? Do you really think this is the best time for a kidnapping? I mean, I know you kidnap great and all, but we really need to protect the 'Tree and...
**her words trail off as cozen grins at her evilly**
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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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*Jake7 frantically attempts to insert batteries where they will do her forcefield the most good. Oddly, however, cozen's initiation of subtle first level chakra massages appear to inhibit her movements, much like when in a nightmare one is fighting an opponent who moves at full speed whilst one's own responses occur in slow-motion.*
Battle? What battle? 
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*shoves the inactive Sparky aside*
Honestly, Issac really ought to have added a few common sense protocols. Mind you, he probably want to give them too much of an advantage over humans.
Right... patient... hold still.
Oops.
Okay, here we go, some anesthetic. And a little bandage here... Good. Now we could wait for you to have a few meals, rest a while, recover your lost blood naturally.
Or I could just inject you with this very large needle.
The natural way? Sure, no problem, I'll be happy to... *gasp* Look over there!
*stab*
Sorry but we don't have time for the natural way at the moment. You should be back to a near normal level of blood and the bandage will hold your flesh together for the time being. I suspect the others might need you soon.
Now, back to making my deus ex machine. *hums I'm a lover, not a fighter to himself.
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**jake7 fumbles to get batteries into the unit, but her movements are strangely lethargic.**
What the heck is going on?
**she continues to fight the lethargy, but the pull is getting harder and harder to resist**
Must...help...save...'Tree...
**but, much like quicksand, the harder she struggles, the worse the hold gets. She manages to get the batteries replaced, but no longer has the strength to reactivate her force field.**
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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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Heh. Face it, Tree-er folk, there's no denying the heightened "amour" during wartime.
Be the way that it be.
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Just sayin', is all.
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Quote:
Originally posted by cozen:Quote:
Originally posted by jake7:
Oh, this is such fun! I love blowing things up!
*Burp!*
Pardonez moi, Serenity. You'll understand, ma'am, there ain't 'nuff glitches in the plan?
*waves her chopsticks at cozen.*
Do what you gotta do. Just, could you maybe leave the rifle? I'm worried you're going to shoot someone's eye out.
Ooh, that was very maternal, wasn't it?
Serenity, First Officer of Destiny
President of the Juggled Gosling Chatroom
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{OOC -oh gods, looong post, make sure you get comfy!)
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Originally posted by PsychicRiver:
*PR looks around the corner and grins before running up to the door, and entering.* Oh my. Seryn.
*PR goes to her on the floor and attemps to wake her.*
Seemingly surfacing from muddy water, she manages to get one of her eyes open enough to see a guard leaning over her, pulling her about.
Knowing somehow that her arms are still out of action, she murmures something about the guard having to punch himself, cause she's too tired.
He leans down, says something in a low voice, and she feels her self sitting up, seemingly floating backwards until she is braced against something. She looks at the guard again, and the recognises him.
'PR? wha..? ...oh jeeze...' Her muscles coming back into play in the nick of time, she throws herself over the back of a sofa, as her stomach decides its finally had enough of being full.
Slightly recovered, she turns back to PR.
'hi.. *sheepish look* why are you here? you have to go, before things go all bad'
'What, you think i'm leaving you on your own?'
'Well, yes. I'm sticking around, just for a little while, theres things we have to do, but you can't be here. Sorry, melodramatic of me I know but...'
'Really? What exactly were you planning to acheive from the floor?'
'Do you have a gun? Do you have any weapons with you? How did you get in? where are the guards? How..'
'Yes of course I have, do you? And the guards are gone, I... got rid of them'
Seryn smiles, happier by far than she's willing to let on. 'My weapons are all gone, they took them, I don't know where. I'll need to find them, but first things first. Can you guard the door? don't let anyone replace you until he comes back. And then, we'll go find my stuff, and carry on with the plan.'
'There's a plan?'
*Smiles* 'Theres always a plan, even when I don't know it. Which, admittedly, is most of the time.'
'...Go, quickly, make like a bored guard, but knock on the door slightly when they come' PR slips back into the hall, looking back once 'Thank you' she says, and he grins.
After interminable minutes, she hears a soft knock on the door, she throws herself on the chair, trying to look as rag-doll like as possible. Soon, the man enters, alone again.
'Ah, Miss Seryn, you are awake again, tell me, have you thought up any more smart-ass comments? Or shall we just get on with it?'
'oh, i've a few, don't let the lolling head fool you'
He notices the bag on the floor, 'so, you got your precious rabbits back I see, he kicks the carrier, until seeing it empty, he searches around the room, listening intently, until he finds Esme and pulls her roughly from her hiding place.
He smiles coldly at the rabbit, then adresses Seryn. 'now, we shall change tactics, so far you have demonstrated a notable lack of concern for your own wellbeing, but girls are notorious for their doting on... vermine' Slowly he retrieves a small elegantly cruel knife from a draw and raises it to Esme's belly 'I figured you were the type to care more for an animal than for yourself' He moves the knife point closer to the rabbit, so intent upon the animal that he fails to hear the soft series of clicks and whistles, nor see the white shape hurling itself at the back of his legs.
As trained, Archie aims straight for the knees, then the ankles, tearing through flesh and severing muscles and tendons as thoroughly as he can. At the mans first cry of pain, Esme wriggles free and joins her mate in incapacitating him. He screams, falling to his knees, thrashing and trying to throw the animals off.
Unsteadily Seryn rises, crossing the room and pushes the man onto his side, he tries to rise, but Archie moves to his throat and bites into the flesh just slightly, The man gets the message, and stills.
'and I figured you were the type of sick wacko that enjoyed torturing small animals as an extra curricular... Why else did you think I wanted the bag, yikes are you stupid? *she collapses beside him* 'Small, cut
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Seryn we have to do something.
Why don't we switch the poison, with laughing gas! Or...something.
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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where are we going to get huge amounts of laughing gas?
But you know what, you're on to something.
'I still have the wineskin' *starts searching as energetically as she can in her bag* 'oh gorramit they took it!' *pouts* 'I had the wines skin, filled with water from the sea of wings... I wonder if they'd like the ship filled with flying people?'
she smiles, PR looks unsure.
'ok, but I still vote laughing gas'
'If we find some between here and wherever they are preparing the tanks, laughing gas it is! But where are they keeping them? We need to find the water and we have to get there, soon...'
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Consistency is the last refuge of the unimaginative. O.W.
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