The Sereni-Tree: Life, the Universe, and Everything
POSTED BY: TheRealMe
UPDATED: Wednesday, March 22, 2006 16:28
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Confident that Soul can handle the situation, TheRealMe continues to work to clear the airlock. But could he be opening the way for another assault? Yet, Safe's craft had not been recovered yet. Perhaps this was Safe?
TheRealMe, First Officer of the Sereni-Tree
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Quote:
Originally posted by mai:
What's going on over there?
"We've got movement, and guns being readied on the other side of the door."
*JadeHand instinctively steps in front of Seryn and Mai and guides them away from the airlock doorway, to behind a pile of debris, keeping the retrieved Bluehand pistol pointed at the entrance. Over his shoulder he calls out.*
"TRM? What's the status of exterior vid and com? Can we see who's there before they come through?"
*Before TRM can pull his attention away from Washie long enough to respond, The doorway is pushed and begins to slide open.*
"Identify Yourselves! We're ummmm closed. Can't let you in without an invite...."
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"Heh! Well, Jadehand, it would be terribly silly of me not to have already checked the external vid cams, don't you think?"
TheRealMe quickly pulls out his com-link to check the external vid cams.
TheRealMe, First Officer of the Sereni-Tree
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Well, now that Ath is doing better, can I leave him in your care for awhile, Kelly?
*She gives the elf's hand a squeeze and heads to the kitchen, where she fixes herself a snack. Then, remembering she made a bit of a promise quite some time ago, she loads up a cart with an assortment of goodies and heads up to Cozen's Stockhom Suite. She knocks on the door.*
Room Service!
"I think so, Brain, but wouldn't the wings get in the way?"
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From inside, Deuce opens the door of the Stockholm Suite, a towel wrapped around her. It looks as if she has just gotten out of the shower.
"Oh, thanks Serenity! I was getting hungry."
She looks around the suite.
"Have you seen Cozen?"
Bride2
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Umm...no.
Until recently, I've been locked in This Land, and then I was in the infirmary with my brother. He's going to pull through, by the way.
Cozen left you in the middle of a kidnapping? How strange!
Oh well, more food for you, I guess!
"I think so, Brain, but wouldn't the wings get in the way?"
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Deuce gets a worried, confused look. "Uh... you don't think he'd leave me in the middle of a kidnapping to... go kidnap someone else, do you?"
As Deuce stares at Serenity, her expression changes from one of worry to one of anger. Then her fiery hair whips about as she starts collecting her things, which are scattered around the room.
"Hmmmph! Where are my swords?"
Bride2
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Originally posted by SoulOfSerenity:
Soul hears SR's call over the comm, and clicks his reply. Heading over to the cargo area, he approaches bay A5, and spies the sniper across the room, kneeling over the line of bodies.
"So what's going on?"
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"Trouble, see the collars and bar code tatoos, these men are, ... were prisoners. I had heard rumors of this. PCC: penal combat corp. They are slave soldiers. The collars are have a locator transmitter so they can't escape and they can do all sorts of unpleasantness if say one of these men were to say, turn his gun on a officer. Some are rigged to explode, some will constrict and strangle, while others are made to administer stimulation to the brains pleasure and pain receptors. You have seen what junkies will do to get a fix. Hook up one of these to run at a low grade of pleasure constantly and threaten to take that away and these men would perform acts that would make reavers cringe. These bodies should be dumped right away along with any of their personal affects. The may have surgical implants: bombs, survielance hardware, more powerful tracking devices that transmitt across space, who knows. They may be the reason the surviving Alliance ship hasn't simply vaporized us."
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Originally posted by Bride2:
Deuce gets a worried, confused look. "Uh... you don't think he'd leave me in the middle of a kidnapping to... go kidnap someone else, do you?"
As Deuce stares at Serenity, her expression changes from one of worry to one of anger. Then her fiery hair whips about as she starts collecting her things, which are scattered around the room.
"Hmmmph! Where are my swords?"
Oh, I'm sure it's nothing. You know Cozen, you never know what he's going to do next.
Maybe you should hang around for a bit longer, have something to eat, take a nap. I'm sure he'll be back soon and then he'll kidnap you properly then.
Besides, I brought fresh strawberries!
Serenity, First Officer of Destiny
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Originally posted by CallMeSerenity:
Cozen left you in the middle of a kidnapping? How strange!
Oh well, more food for you, I guess!
*Schwartz, bearing a rather bedraggled cozen, ambles to the Stockholm Suite just as Deuce abrubtly wheels away from Serenity.
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Originally posted by Bride2:
"Hmmmph! Where are my swords?"
Heh. Rather the gleaming, razor sharp swords of an angry warrior maiden than facing the wrath of Mal-licious when I miss my quarterly minioning duties.
*He carefully dismounts the llama, and straightens his toga.*
Serenity, m'winged lady, join us for brunch?
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