The Sereni-Tree: Life, the Universe, and Everything

POSTED BY: TheRealMe
UPDATED: Wednesday, March 22, 2006 16:28
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N0SKILLZ

Tuesday, March 14, 2006 11:56 AM

*wanders around till he finds TRM*

"It seems i slept through an awful lot, eh? Care to fill me in?"

*Listens intently as TRM reaccounts the events leading up to this moment*

"Wow, interesting stuff, guess I didn't do to much with my new Security Deputy, huh?"

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RAF Lakenheath
Security Deputy of the Sereni-Tree

COZEN

Tuesday, March 14, 2006 12:05 PM

*After a long, exhaustive search throughout the Tree, cozen finally locates mg where he oughta shoulda looked in the first gorram place: yep, in her suite.*

*Hands mg a Pepsi. Sorta bumblingly initiates an awkward, stilted converstation, all nervous like.*

*Schwartz, as ever refusing to bide his time in the stables amongst the Piffleponies, licks mg's cheeks.*

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There's salt in them tears, eh?

SCORPIONREGENT

Tuesday, March 14, 2006 1:06 PM

Engineering: SR has a thought and turns to Jet.
"I know that the star drive is important, but there was something important topside that needs doing before we jump. Can you spare me for a while?"

Scorpion Regent

BRIDE2

Tuesday, March 14, 2006 3:26 PM

Cozen may have made a mistake kidnapping Deuce earlier, especially after his recent blood donation. Deuce is much younger, much stronger, AND an Olympic class acrobat!

Bride2

THEREALME

Tuesday, March 14, 2006 3:44 PM

In Main Engineering:

Jet smiles at ScorpionRegent.

"Sure, take a break. I got things covered here."

Jet, Bride4

SCORPIONREGENT

Tuesday, March 14, 2006 4:18 PM

Quote:
Originally posted by TheRealMe:
In Main Engineering:

Jet smiles at ScorpionRegent.

"Sure, take a break. I got things covered here."

Jet, Bride4

Sr activate his comlink:

"TRM I asked Sparky to set aside the affects of the Alliance troops. Is there a chance I could see take a look and view the bodies? I have a suspicion that I want to elimenate before we jump out of system."

Scorpion Regent

ITSAWASH

Tuesday, March 14, 2006 5:38 PM

"The medlab's that way, my Friend," she points down the corridor. "Take her there and lay her down, McQ. We'll get her a proper burial, I promise, after the living are seen to. Will you trust me?"

McQ nods and strides heavily off toward the medlab, glad to have direction from a friend. Washie flies back to TRM just in time to see him begin striding towards the spectre of a craft attached to their home like a parasitic mushroom to the base of a Sequouia. She moves into step beside him, gathering power along the way, hands clenched tight, holding it in in case they need it, all her mind's considerable reading impulses tuned toward what's ahead of them.

McQ approaches the medlab with his deceased companion, but can't quite bring himself to take her into the room. He slides against the wall, making a nasty metallic screeching noise until he's sitting on the floor of the corridor holding his sweetheart's lifeless body close to his. He looks around and realizes he's alone.

"How could I let this happen?" he asks quietly as if she could hear him. "I should've found a way out for both of us. This is not right ... you had too much to live for ... had I known you'd be involved with this horrible battle I'd have tried to protect you."

He holds her gently and rests her head against his cold metallic shoulders. "I wish I could feel you more. These limbs don't let me touch as if they were my own." He kisses her softly on the lips although he knows she can't feel them. "Rest peacefully, Krysten Renae." He stands while supporting her body and carries her into the medlab, resting her body on a nearby bed. Turning to the medical officer and again says "She deserves proper burial." He sits beside her and holds her lifeless hand.

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*Although she stands at TRM's side working to clear debris from the airlock, a part of Washie's mind follows McQ and his Krysten to the medlab where the cyborg stops and slumps in misery. She "listens" to his grief and hangs her own head in sympathy. With her gathered power left over from Riverclone and absorbed from the spent auras in the common room, Washie sends a flash of empathic support surging toward McQ, bolstering him against the grief she nevertheless knows he must endure. "'Twill be alright, my Friend," she sends him. "She's at peace and waiting for you at the clearing at the end of the path."

Gently disentangling her mind from the cyborg's, Washie is psychically slammed by a wrenching so complete it sends her arch-backed into TRM's arms, head thrown against his chest, fists gripping his arm so tightly he inhales and grates out, "Wash? What? Talk to me."

Her jaw is clenched teeth-scraping hard and a long moan of pain is her only reply. As TRM calls out a "Doc! Need you over here..." Washie comes back from wherever she was to turn in TRM's arms and lay her forehead on his shoulder. She sighs and releases her death grip on his arm and smooths the material of his uniform she had left awry. Breathing in his familiar scent and leaning on his strong chest for support, she tells him, "Riverclone's gone from me. Ath's alright now and Riverclone had something to do with it." TRM tilts Washie's face up to him, looking into her eyes the better to see and hear her, the serious tone of her voice calling for his use of sight and sound to assure he gets it all.

"TRM, I think you'd better prepare yourself for a surprise, Love."

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SERYN

Tuesday, March 14, 2006 6:45 PM

Quicker than anyone would have thought, they manage to get the Aliiance bodies laid neatly out in the cold storage, covered over with sheets and their names or any information that could be found written on scraps of paper and pinned to the material.

In the midst of the process, Seryn had rembered the rabbits, still in their carrier in the back seat of the Nandi and guiltily retrieved them.

She sits near the dead Yeti, together with his mate, notepad on her knees to write out the lables, cradling the sleeping Esme against her chest whilst silently watching the latest bodies being brought in.

Where do we bury them? What planet are we going to be able to land, bury a bunch of Alliance personel, then just fly off again with no repercussions?

She goes to call TRM over the comm, catching her self only just in time. Idiot. That would be the very definition of futile wouldn't it?

Settling back down, she make a mental note to get Ervine to speak to TRM.

Hey, who knew Yeti would be so handy to be around?

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(Edit: working way too fast! sloooooowing it down with a bit of judicious editing)
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Hodgins: Your robot reminds me of you. You tell it to turn it stops. You tell it to stop it turns. You ask it to take out the garbage it watches reruns of Firefly.

SAFEAT2ND

Tuesday, March 14, 2006 7:05 PM

Safe pauses in his pushing. A disturbing thought just occured to him. That was an Alliance ship that detached from the Tree. Why did the other cruiser just back off? Is it possible they captured everyone? The movement on the other side of the hatch, was that an Alliance welcoming commitee?

"Citizen, hold up a moment." Citizen looks up at Safe puzzled.

"Bride7, take the little ones up to Bride6 and then I'll need you back here. Bring Needy if he's able. I don't like the feel of this..."

Bride7 nods. For once she didn't argue.

Citizen steps back from the hatch and draws his guns.

Safeat2nd, Chief Handyman of Destiny

JADEHAND

Wednesday, March 15, 2006 12:29 AM

*JadeHand continues to work at removing the debris from the airlock, and the grizzly work of sorting bodies. At the sound of the nearby comotion he rushes to the side or TRM and Peers over a shoulder at Washie.*

"What is it? Do we need to carry her to the med bay?"

*After a brief conversation with the two, It seems they are reasonbly okay, not in need of immediate medical attention at this point.*

"Well, if you need me, call. I'll be about."

*He wonders back and assists with transporting bodies to the cargo bay, Cold Storage. There he spots Seryn with Ervine. Happy to see her again, he approaches.*

"Hey Darlin'. I missed you. A lot. It's so good to see you. I was hoping that once everything here is back to relatively normal we could ......"

*JadeHand notices her complete lack of response as he's approached her from behind. His hand outreached to take her into his arms....drops to his side. His head drops.*

"I'm sorry. I didn't realize I'd upset you. I'd like to talk about it, but it can wait until you're ready."

*Completely ignored, he walks back to the common room to busy(distract) himself with more labor. Seryn turns just in time to see him leave, without even speaking to her and turns back to Ervine with a questioning look.*

*JadeHand returns to the common room and continues to move bits from the airlock when he hears the sounds of several guns being "locked and loaded" on the other side.*

"Umm, Guys? I thought they were all gone. Do we have external cameras or audio here?"

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