Defending Sereni-Tree and Lift-off from Boros
POSTED BY: TheRealMe
UPDATED: Tuesday, March 14, 2006 04:50
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Originally posted by SimonWho:
Kelly, I know yours is a race of old beliefs and ways. I know parts of the body are not mere organs to your kind. I know you want Ath as he was, healed as good as new. But if it comes down to it, a transplant may be necessary. You may want to prepare yourself.
*Kelly's eyes flutter slowly open, surveying the doctor from her place on the floor. Her cold hand touches the back of SimonWho's leg and when he turns, she looks at him with sad eyes.*
"Elves don't understand death, doctor. I'm lost in the woods. Do what you must, just don't let him die."
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*as she's about to assist the doc, she feels a loss...a muffled confusion in the dark*
I'm sorry. I have to go. PR, please take over for me. Keep them safe.
*she runs out of the infirmary and down the corridos towards the common room. She spies Jade collapsed on the floor*
NO!!
*she rushes over to him, tearing off her smock and gloves as she approaches. She leans over him, gently rolling Washie to the side. She strokes his face and kisses his forehead*
Baby, Honey, Jade! Please wake up. I know I'm not hwo you need right now, but you gotta hear me. *she leans in close and whispers in his ear* Jade, you can fight this, you're stronger than this...than them...I've died twice...you won't like it....don't succumb to them....don't let them take you. *she cups his chin and kisses him softly. She moves his head to her lap, stroking his hair, while she waits for the one he needs* I think she could love you.
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"...turn right at the corner then skip two blocks...no, SKIP, the hopping-like thing kids do...Why? Why not?"
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Quote:Um...okay. *Turns to his dad.* So now what?
Originally posted by thatweirdgirl:
*as she's about to assist the doc, she feels a loss...a muffled confusion in the dark*
I'm sorry. I have to go. PR, please take over for me. Keep them safe.
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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"So," Citizen started as they unbuckled and prepared to enter the Sereni-tree. "Quite place, this ship of yours?"
"It, erm, has its moments." Safe replied slowly.
Citizen stared through the view port windows of the ISSCV at the wreck of the Tripoli for a second. "Really?" he replied.
"It's of interest to me how you know so much about combat operations." Safe said as they prepared to open the Airlock.
"Wasn't born a small time Monkey trainer with delusions of grandeur, Safe." Citizen replied, stepping into the opening Airlock chamber.
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"So, Warren, have you ever worked with a standard Class IV fusion plant before? We need to light it within about two hours or we'll be doing it in the dark!"
SR shrugs of his pack and his coat, the pain from his abdomen makes his teeth clench and his vision swims for a moment, but he knows it's just his nerves telling him he's hurt. He pulls out what tools he has with him and strap on a head lamp just in case the dark thing comes to pass. He keeps a pistol on his hip and a dagger, but his weapon and all the other stuff is secured.
"Fusion four, no, not as such, but I'm a quickstudy."
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Originally posted by mai:
Oh darn I don't have any green ones left. Whatever shall I do? *lays down blue skip*
Hmm.. guess that will work.
*whispers to Serenity, while pointing @ LMD* He's actin' kind a funny. Wonder what's wrong with him?
*whispers to mai*
I don't know him too well, yet, but it seems to me he's usually acting kinda funny.
*nudges LMD because it's his turn*
*He plays a blue 9*
And it's your turn again, Mai!
I wonder what's going on out there. I hope everyone's okay! It seems we've been here in here for quite some time.
"I think so, Brain, but wouldn't the wings get in the way?"
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Quote:
Originally posted by thatweirdgirl:
*as she's about to assist the doc, she feels a loss...a muffled confusion in the dark*
I'm sorry. I have to go. PR, please take over for me. Keep them safe.
*she runs out of the infirmary and down the corridos towards the common room. She spies Jade collapsed on the floor*
NO!!
*she rushes over to him, tearing off her smock and gloves as she approaches. She leans over him, gently rolling Washie to the side. She strokes his face and kisses his forehead*
Baby, Honey, Jade! Please wake up. I know I'm not hwo you need right now, but you gotta hear me. *she leans in close and whispers in his ear* Jade, you can fight this, you're stronger than this...than them...I've died twice...you won't like it....don't succumb to them....don't let them take you. *she cups his chin and kisses him softly. She moves his head to her lap, stroking his hair, while she waits for the one he needs* I think she could love you.
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"...turn right at the corner then skip two blocks...no, SKIP, the hopping-like thing kids do...Why? Why not?"
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*McQ thuds his way over to where Washie lays in a tangle of her hair and gown near TWG and Jadehand. His bulky hands flatten as he bends down low to the deck sliding one under her hips, the other around her shoulders and lifts her high. One of her arms dangles along his side and the motion seems to rouse her as she moans the smallest bit.
They cyborg finds the way to the infirmary with little trouble but once he gets there he notes the place is a madhouse of injury and pain attended to as best he can by the beleaguered ship's doctor.
Dr. SimonWho spied the metal man cradling Washie and grunts, pointing at a low bench along a low and blood-washed bench along the wall, "If she's breathing, put her down over there." McQ takes one step in that direction before pivoting gravely on his shoebox-sized heel and leaving the medlab still carrying his burden. He meets Sparky the Robot in the corridor outside.
"Ah! Miss Wash, is it? And the 'Tree's newest fighting addition. Allow me to introduce myself: Spar.."
"Stuff it, metal mind," growls McQ. "And tell me where I can get some help for my friend."
"Certainly, Sir." Sparky checks Wash's pulse and breathing with only a glance, carefully lifts one eyelid to see her blue eye slightly rolled back and gives an accurate diagnosis. "The woman is merely suffering from fatigue and most probably dehydration, like most of the humanoids in this crew, Sir." The robot touches a compartment at his side, withdraws a portable i.v. kit as McQ stands stock-still in aid. Sparky's fingers fly as he concocts a tincture of mild stimulants, proteins, glucose and a little something extra, saving the recipe in his databanks. Sparky punctures Washie's brachial vein at the bend of her elbow sending body-quenching hydration flowing swiftly. He attaches the i.v. pouch to a recessed area on the cyborg's helmet, looping the tubing around McQ's neck to dangle safely, draining vital fluids into Washie.
Sparky stands awaiting Wash's body's judgment of his skills. A scant few minutes later, the woman stirs in McQ's arms and tries to sit up in mid-air. McQ's fingers hold her i.v.'d arm still while his other hand cradles her and assists in sitting up.
"How goes the battle?" Washie asks. Sparky bows and tells her, "The battle has passed, Miss Washie, and until you were in receipt of my excellent cure, you were among the casualties."
"McQ? Jadehand's down, isn't he? Put me down and let's get back to the commons to see what we can do to help. Sparky? Whatever you did for me needs doing for Jade as well. Follow me and bring some of that stuff with you."
McQ answers Wash's demand that he put her down by turning and heading back to the common area performing a cyborg taxi service toting Washie thataway. Smiling and stroking his cheek in thanks, Washie settles into the surprisingly warm metallic
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As Washie, McQ, and Sparky return to the Common Room, they notice that, among the other injured, TheRealZoe lies unconscious, head cradled in Trey’s lap. Trey pulls off the nametag, and the shape reverts to TheRealMe. He stirs, holding his head.
“She just gasped and fell down. Uh, I mean, he did.”
“Pardon me, Miss Wash.” Sparky pushes past her. After a quick evaluation, he decides to hook up Jadehand to his internal med-kit first. Trey and Nugget the Meteor Troll (still holding a baby doll leg) move TheRealMe closer so that he can receive the same treatment.
As Washie approaches this scene, she almost trips over something. It is Sparky’s burnt and damaged disembodied head!
Sparky notices. “Ah, Miss Wash, you have found an important piece of my predecessor. If you would be so kind as to bring it here, I can download his last five hours of memories.”
Responding to treatment, TheRealMe’s eyes flutter open. “Ah, good! The backup Sparky activiated!” He groans and hold his head, then looks over to Jadehand lying on the other side of Sparky II. "Jade never told me about any side effects of these nametags! So, what casualties have we suffered? What is our damage report? And who is flying the ship?"
Another spasm of pain invades his head. "OW!" He looks around at the people near him. "Washie, I'm glad you're safe! You too, Nugget, Trey. And thanks, Sparky." He looks at the cyborg, confused. "Have we met?"
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*JadeHand is lead off deeper into the Astral. He's put off paying his debt here for far too long. Once It's paid, He should be allowed to return to his friends. But there's no getting out before then.*
"Ok, let's get this started....."
*The figures around him step closer.*
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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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Tired of waiting, Quincey departs the Napoleon Bonaparte in a vac-suit, floats over to an emergency airlock on the Sereni-Tree’s South Wing, and clips a line from her suit to a hook next to the door. She performs a mental countdown, then sees the Bonaparte shrink down until it is about a foot long. With the shuttle under one arm, she keys the airlock to cycle. Nothing happens.
“Gorramit! Still no power!”
She clips the shuttle to her belt, opens a panel near the door, and begins the long, laborious process of cranking the door open.
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