Defending Sereni-Tree and Lift-off from Boros
POSTED BY: TheRealMe
UPDATED: Tuesday, March 14, 2006 04:50
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Ghost's fear was growing as the ship tossed her about in the cargo bay, blood now running freely down the side of her face, mixing with her tears. Doing her best to stay hidden, like Shadow had told her too, she never noticed as the two men entered.
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Originally posted by citizen:
"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.
"I'm beginning to get that impression..." Safe starts, but movement towards the rear of the passenger compartment catches his eye, cutting his thoughts off.
Hand on his holstered gun, Safe peers around some crates.
Ghost jumped in fear as he found her and tried hiding further into the corner, even as she looked at the man now examining her.
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A little girl, cowering in the corner, looks up at him. Fear showing plainly on her tear and blood streaked face.
Safe crouches down and slowly extends his good hand "Hey sweetie, I won't hurt you." he says softly. /B]
Ghost looked at him carefully. Shadow had told her to stay hidden, but Shadow had been gone for soooo long. She wanted Shadow, She wanted to be out of this scary place, She wanted a pony, and she wanted Some food. So she did whatever any six-year-old would do in this situation, she began to cry...loudly.
(Here's a description of Ghost cause I couldn't figure out how to work it into the post. She's 6 years old, but like Shadow looks younger about 4 or 5, she has blue eyes and light brown, almost blond hair done up in messy pigtails. She's wearing a thin oversized (re. hand-me-down)dress and no shoes.)
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Due to the sudden wing growth Jazaf was unable to make it out of the Turret!
'Gorramit!' He says to himself.
With Duece out helping to defend the ship from within and Jake7 walking to who knows where Jazaf is left alone.
After a few moments of practice he manages to fold his wings so that he can look out of the turret.
'Huh. the other Alliance ship is leaving...' He sits and listens for a bit. 'No alarms anymore.... guess we won.'
Jazaf remembers that he has a personal organizer in his pocket. So using the weak LED light he gets a glimpse of his wings. They resemble bat wings.
'Great....' he says dryly. 'I never liked bats. What else could go.......'
He stares at his left hand. In the weak light it looks scaly and his fingernails have grown longer looking much like claws. Jazaf's eyes go wide as he shouts, 'What in the nine ruttin' spheres of Hell is going on!?!'
The lights flicker on and he sees that it was true.
'Well, crud. I just hope this is some kind of allergic reaction to that stuff they pumped through the ducts.'
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Mystery Man on the Sereni-Tree 
Navigator on Destiny 
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In the Sereni-Tree Engine Room:
It seems that ScorpionRegent and Jet make a good team. Both are technically competent, and while SR is strong enough to do the heavy work, Jet is small enough to fit into all the tight places.
Jet’s feet stick out from under the power plant housing. They wiggle around a bit as she struggles deep inside the device. Her voice echos. “There, Warren, try it now!”
Sitting at a nearby control console, SR repeats the sequence of steps to re-light the Sereni-Tree’s main power plant, while also examining some instruments. There is almost a trace of concern in his voice. “Jet, we’re running low on stored energy to power the bottle. If we can’t contain the reaction, the hydrogen will never fuse.”
“I know,” she said, her voice still echoing. “I have a backup plan. If we have to, we can tap some of our shuttles. The Nelson and Lee, at least, should be fully charged, and they should have enough energy to give us an extra attempt each.”
SR monitors the progress. “Magnetic bottle forming. It looks like you fixed the hydrogen injectors; they are operating now.”
Jet crawls out of the tight place, dragging her tools. Her hair is disheveled and she’s covered in grease and spilled engine coolant. “So far, so good!”
SR continues: “The ionizing process is complete, and the hydrogen is contained.”
Jet smiles. “Great! Do the lasers still have enough power?”
“Ignition lasers are firing at 68%. It’s doing something. I’m reading traces of helium.”
Jet crosses her fingers.
“The chamber internal temperature is leveling out. I think we are about to lose it again.”
Jet reaches over and touches a control on the console. Suddenly, the fusion plant flares to life. Power readings spike, then back down to normal operating levels. Jet cheers, and gives SR a hug. He winces imperceptibly due to the pain of his wound.
“So,” he wonders, “what did you do to save it?”
Jet chuckles, while using her sleave to wipe the sweat from her brow. “At the last moment, I injected some of Kniblett’s Stupendous Sunscreen / Engine Additive / Bug Killer. Grey prefers to run with a pure mix, and we’ll need to flush out the impurities later, but at least it’s got us going and that’s what we really needed!”
Jet regards SR with a grin, hands on her hips and head inclined. “Well, Warren, ready to bring the main thrusters online?”
Throughout the Sereni-Tree, various systems of all kinds return to full power.
Jet, Bride4
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“Gorram. Gorram. Gorram. Gorram.” Quincey chants quietly as she continues turning the emergency manual crank to open the airlock doors. She had been at it for over an hour, and had cranked the outer door open, entered the airlock dragging the unwieldy shrunken shuttle, had cranked the outer door shut, and was now working on cranking the inner door open. She had never been so exhausted! She observed the slow, almost imperceptible progress of the opening door. Just a little more, and she could fit…
Suddenly, the main lights in the Hanger Bay flare on and the emergency lights are extinguished. The inner airlock door opens its last few inches with a *SWOOSH*, and Quincey tumbles into the Hanger Bay to fall on the deck, muscles sore and absolutely unable to move. She drops the shrunken shuttle, and it skids across the deck. Through her helmet, Quincey hears fans turn on to cycle fresh air into the large area. “About gorram time,” she mutters to herself.
As she begins to drift off to a badly needed sleep, Quincey can hear the words of TheRealMe over the com-link,: “…and who’s flying this thing?”
Quincey’s eyes flash open. She scrambles to her feet, tears off her bulky helmet, and races toward the Bridge. “I’m on it! I’m on it!”
Quincey, Bride5
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Gasping for air, Quincey drags herself onto the Bridge with the last bit of strength in her body. She smiles, and tears well up in her eyes. THE BRIDGE IS EMPTY! She looks up the ladder to the pilot’s cockpit and realizes that she’d never make it up. She settles for the nearest standard control station, falls into it, and configures it for piloting functions. It hums to life! She’s about to… about to…
Quincey passes out from a combination of exhaustion, excitement, and low blood sugar.
Quincey, Bride5
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I've done as much for Ath as I can at the moment. He needs to recuperate before we can decide on the next stage.
Son, I need you to keep an eye on his vital signs; call me if they change. Right now, more patients need me.
Okay, next.. I think Jadehand is in most need of treatment.
*heads to the common room*
Right you lot, stand back, I'm a doctor.
McQ approached the wounded Jadehand and attempts to scan his wounds with his infrared eye. He notices Jade suffering from internal bleeding and turns to tell the nearest doctor, just as SimonWho enters.
"Doctor," McQ starts in a serious, low tone, "I did a scan of this man's wounds. He is suffering from internal bleeding. You may have to operate immediately in order to save him."
"Stand back," SimonWho instructs. "Let me get to him."
McQ gets out of the doctors way and let's him attend the wounded Jade.
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Quote:His vitals?
Originally posted by SimonWho:
I've done as much for Ath as I can at the moment. He needs to recuperate before we can decide on the next stage.
Son, I need you to keep an eye on his vital signs; call me if they change. Right now, more patients need me.
Okay, next.. I think Jadehand is in most need of treatment.
Um...ok, sure. I can do that.
Maybe I'll give him a tattoo while he's out!
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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Right...
*pulls out a strange device from his medic bag, with a long tube at each end*
Now this is rather cool. He's bleeding into his chest and lungs, plus is suffering from blood loss. So... we plunge this in here *drives one tube into Jadehand's chest* to drain the blood out from where it shouldn't be and the machine filters the blood and allows it to be resupplied *drives the other tube into his arm* here.
Neat, huh?
Now then... let's see where you're actually bleeding from. *pulls out a microstitcher* Hold still. This might get tricky.
*a thought strikes him*
I hope my son knows that "vitals" isn't a euphemism. *shrugs it off*
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TheRealMe is obviously impressed. He grabs McQ's hand and shakes it.
"Outstanding, McQ!"
Then he mutters to himself: "And here I thought Jadehand's problems were all mental!"
TheRealMe, First Officer of the Sereni-Tree
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Jet chuckles, while using her sleave to wipe the sweat from her brow. “At the last moment, I injected some of Kniblett’s Stupendous Sunscreen / Engine Additive / Bug Killer. Grey prefers to run with a pure mix, and we’ll need to flush out the impurities later, but at least it’s got us going and that’s what we really needed!”
Jet regards SR with a grin, hands on her hips and head inclined. “Well, Warren, ready to bring the main thrusters online?”
SR feels light headed and slightly dizzy
"In a few minutes," he says turning back to where he set his pack and coat. Jet looks on with curiousity as "Warren" fumbles through his pack extracting a small squeeze bottle of mechanics hand cleaner, a rag, a bag of trail mix and a fruity oaty bar. After giving his hands a quick cleaning, SR pours a portion of the snack food straight from the bag into his mouth. He is munching away as it becomes apparent that he has let his manners slip. He offers the Oaty bar to Jet.
Scorpion Regent
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