The Sereni-Tree and the Town Meeting

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SERYN

Thursday, March 23, 2006 5:47 PM

Quote:
Originally posted by ScorpionRegent:
Quote:
Originally posted by citizen:
"I'd be delighted." Citizen said with a smile. "Always good to get out and about."

SR appears quietly over Citzen's shoulder.

"He's a mover and a shaker captn' but he plays things close to the vest too."

Citizen turns and see "Stan" has some how made it onto the tree.

SR hands him a small bag of platinum.

"That's for your troubles dirtside, but I do believe you're holding a bit of my property as collateral."

Seryn smiles at Citizen's reply, then notices SR as he crouches besides him, and her smile turns to one of puzzlement. She watches Citizens look of recognition, wondering what exactly had happen on Boros, assuming that was what SR meant by 'dirtside'.

"That as maybe SR, but you're not so easy to read yourself. Look, guys, before we start hauling 'em out and measuring them, SR, I need you to join Jade and I, we've things to dicuss. Also, with TRM as well. Is there anyway I can persuade you to be there short of declaring a state of war and ordering you?"

she looks between the two and realises that its probably the wrong time entirely. And turns back to listen to the other speakers.

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JADEHAND

Thursday, March 23, 2006 6:31 PM

*JadeHand slowly slips back to where Seryn, SR and Citizen are congregating. He steps up behind Seryn and looks over her shoulder at the at the others. He extends a Hand to Citizen.*

"Hey guys. Citizen, Good to meet you. Sounds like you might need to talk a little with Rat. You might have things in common. Any way, good to have you on board. With two Black Market Square Heroes and us Pirates working together, we could accomplish quiet a bit. .....But you! (he says turning to Seryn) you, better not be planning on getting yourself into any more danger. I'll ask SimonWho to confine you to quarters and order bedrest until little junior arrives, if you don't slow down and take it easy on yourself. Dong ma, Mei Mei?. We'll talk details anytime you're ready. Everythin' goin' to be okay."

*JadeHand sips his water and finishes the glass. He looks into the empty glass and shakes it just a little, as if he expects it to suddenly refill. He frowns a little and looks up at the others*

"I'm going to grab a bit more beverage, Can I get you guys anything?"

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NEEDY

Thursday, March 23, 2006 6:53 PM

Quote:
Originally posted by safeat2nd:
Safe stands.

"I'm Capt... err ..I'm Seth Franklin. People call me Safe. It was my call sign. I'm a fair to decent fighter pilot and lifetime soldier."

Safe suddenly realizes he's standing "at ease" and adopts a more casual stance.

"I'm relatively new 'round these parts. I came aboard with Brides 6&7, Mr. Citizen, two stow.." Safe looks at Shadow and Ghost and notices a panic growing in her eyes. "Two Little ladies and Mr. Needy, whom is still in the infirmary. So if you'll excuse me, I'd like to see how he's doing, and check in on Bride6."

Running a hand through his short sandy hair, Safe winks at Shadow and Ghost. "I'll help out where necessary. I'm good in a fight, seems like all I know how to do..."

Safe heads for the infirmary.

Safeat2nd, Chief Handyman of Destiny

Needy walked through the corridors of the SereniTree, guided by the sound of voices.

He didn't know where he was going, not really. After being prescribed "rest" by the doctor, he had been taken to a cosy, dimly-lit room where a bed had been prepared. Whether it was a room used especially for patients or if he had actually been sleeping in someone else's room, he did not know. But he did feel better. Strange, but better.
As he had awoken, a note had been left for him to read.

"A town meeting has been called for in the common room. You can join us if you feel able."

He assumed it had been written by Seryn.
Though he didn't know the ship nor most of the people on it, he didn't want to stay in his room. It looked like he'd be spending some time on this ship and it'd be better if he met the crew sooner rather than later.

The sound of the voices got louder and an open door in the distance indicated to him that he had found where the common room was.
Then, he saw a man exit the room, and head in the other direction. The man bore a remarkable resemblence to Safe, one of the only men Needy was familiar with on board.

"Safe!" he called, his voice slightly groggy, but there was no reaction.
Obviously the noise created by the others drowned out his own.

By the time Needy had reached the common room, Safe was in the distance.
I'll see him later he thought to himself, and headed into the room where a large crowd had gathered.

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SERYN

Thursday, March 23, 2006 6:55 PM

Quote:
...With two Black Market Square Heroes and us Pirates working together, we could accomplish quiet a bit. .....But you! (he says turning to Seryn) you, better not be planning on getting yourself into any more danger. I'll ask SimonWho to confine you to quarters and order bedrest until little junior arrives, if you don't slow down and take it easy on yourself. Dong ma, Mei Mei?. We'll talk details anytime you're ready. Everythin' goin' to be okay."

He finishes his speech, failing utterly to notice the she is now stood facing him, hands clenched amongst the folds of her skirts, and throwing him looks that could kill.

He finishes the glass, he's holding, peering into the bottom as though hoping to find the fountain of youth, then looks back at them, oblivious to her black looks and little gasps of amazement.

"I'm going to grab a bit more beverage, Can I get you guys anything?"

he walks off, and she goes to follow, a good left swing and several choice phrases making themselves ready, but she feels a hand on her elbow, holding her back. She looks over her shoulder and gets the mearest look and head shake from SR.

Unable to explode, she confines herself to the mearest growl of anger and a quick stamp of the foot before she wrenches her arm out SR's grip and growls out a series of rough commands for a meeting, and on a final bitten off 'make sure you are there' she heads, straight backed, head high and practically sparking with fury, to her rooms.

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COZEN

Thursday, March 23, 2006 7:11 PM

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Originally posted by seryn:
she heads, straight backed, head high and practically sparking with fury, to her rooms.

*.... But....*

*But, en route, is kidnapped by cozen, who trusses our faire Seryn to Schwartz the llama with sturdy satin bonds and hies to the Stockholm Suites with evil massagy/ high-caloric foodstuffs/wino in mind.*

Yer choice of the usual, my dear: caviar, or cheddar cheezy nachos?

*He senses that the first-level chakras will not quite suffice. Proceeds directly to the comfy chair and the Shindig dvd. As if that were not enough to carry the day, he proceeds to smoothly run his gleaming, razor sharp sabre along the fine hairs of her back.*

SERYN

Thursday, March 23, 2006 7:54 PM

Still growling ever so slightly, really not willing to play ball, she strains against the ties, trying to pull up her skirts enough to reach the small knife hidden in a scabbard hanging from her waist.
Cutting through the bonds whilst Cozen is distracted looking for clean champagne glasses, she crosses the room, grabs him by the back of his jacket, pulls him after her, throws him down on the bed, kneels on his chest and holds the knife to his throat.

Leaning in close she speaks low and quick into his ear "I'm sorry darling, honestly, any other time this would just be floating my boat right down the river, but this is just stupendous bad timing."

Flicking her hair out of her eyse she retrieves some of the satin cords and does her best to tie his hands.

"in the last few days i've been captured, tortured, killed a man really rather brutally, blown up an entire Alliance cruiser, gone deaf, ended up practically groping my own quatermaster in order to fix it, started having these really quite drippy flashbacks to a time I really don't care to remember, come to the realisation that my oldest friend is harbouring feelings for me that I can't do anything about, and made the decision that no matter how much it freaks me out, I have to have this baby now or never.

Hands secured, she starts on his feet.

"Yes, thats right, i'm going to be somebodies mommy, does that seem right to you?"

Picking him up again she throws him down on the chair, and then because she's piqued and it just doesn't seem like enough somehow, she starts to unbutton his clothing, then gives up and starts cutting his clothing off him.

"so, nothing personal honey I assure you... oh... honey..."

going to a side board she fails to find honey, but does find a large jar of peanut butter.

"Oh Cozen, you and your hobbies..."

Unscrewing the jar she starts to pour the goopy stuff all over him, everywhere she can reach, then she crosses to the door. Opening it she clicks and waits as the Llamma trots obediently up.

Offering it the jar she waits as the animal licks it almost clean, then tosses the lid to land on Cozens lap.

As the animal advances on Cozen, licking its lips with a greedy glint in its eye, she gathers up her slashed and savaged dress, holding it against the important bits and walks as proudly as she can, trying not to think about the fact that she has absolutely no idea where she is.

"oh jeeze, and now I smell of llama..!"

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(OOC: sorry Cozy dearest, but you did pick a bad time, maybe if you try again after a few months? In the meantime, you and that llama have fun, I can see the start of something really beautiful there... *giggle* *smirk*)

CALLMESERENITY

Thursday, March 23, 2006 8:49 PM

Quote:
Originally posted by SoulOfSerenity:

"Oh, and while we're at it, we may want to send a search team under the pool table to see if our daring Captain is okay."

Yes! We should send a search party. If we find Ebo, she can officiate our wedding!

And, um, it has been awhile since we've seen her, so it'd be a good idea to know where she is.

My suggestion is that we send the under 18s in after her. Piffle, Blue Fishie, PR. My guess is they'd have the best luck finding her.

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JADEHAND

Thursday, March 23, 2006 9:08 PM

*JadeHand returns to where Citizen and SR are standing with a full glass of water. They both look at him as he looks around for Seryn*

"Where'd Seryn run off to?" *They both look at him as if he should know*
"What?"

Citizen shakes his head, "She stormed off that way after nearly killing you." He points off towards her rooms.

"Huh. Guess I better go see what I did this time." *JadeHand starts to walk off towards where Seryn has gone when he feels a hand on his shoulder. He turns back to look at the hand on his shoulder and his eyes follow the arm to see SR looking at him*
"I don't think she wants to talk right now." he says to JadeHand.

"Well damn! It looks like this streak of everybody getting exactly what they want is coming to a screaching halt." *he pulls away and heads off to find her. Soon he sees her standing at a counter full of tools in the hanger, Her head low, Dress torn, and smelling a bit like Llama*

"Hey, I need to..." *He ducks to the left as a wrench misses his head by an inch. As he straitens to look at her, a screwdriver is buried into the top of his left arm. He clenches his teeth and rolls his head back slighty grimmacing with the pain. He looks at the screwdriver, handle deep in his arm, then looks back to her.*

"You done?"

Seryn stalks towards him, still obviously angry. "No!, I'm not!" Her left hand comes hard across the right side of his face, Giving him another good view of the screwdiver in his arm, and her right hand screaming towards the soon to match left side of his face. His right hand snaps forward and catches hers an inch from his head.*

"Enough already."

Seryn raises a foot and stomps down hard on his right foot, "Maybe now.." She turns and walks back towards a workbench.
*JadeHand pulls the screwdriver from his arm and slings it back across the floor in her direction leaving a small trail of blood*

"You wanna tell me what this is about? 'Cause I'm confused. We've been pretty close. And it's pretty clear I wanted to be closer. Judging by how quickly everyone here looked at me when you made your announcement, it was pretty obvious to just about everyone...except maybe you. But you talk about how I'm 'like a brother', and make it pretty clear you lack intrest with the speed at which you make it clear 'It's not him.' So tell me, Captain, why is it when I cool my jets and treat you like a sister, try to look after you and your secret husbands child....you try to kill me?"

*JadeHand fumbles through his bag as he waits for a response....he mumbles*
"Can't find my tags.....don't wanna bother SimonWho right now....
"Well, ......."
*He rips the sleeve off of his shirt and begins tying it around his wound*

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MCQ

Thursday, March 23, 2006 10:17 PM

Quote:
Originally posted by safeat2nd:
Safe stands.

"I'm Capt... err ..I'm Seth Franklin. People call me Safe. It was my call sign. I'm a fair to decent fighter pilot and lifetime soldier."

Safe suddenly realizes he's standing "at ease" and adopts a more casual stance.

"I'm relatively new 'round these parts. I came aboard with Brides 6&7, Mr. Citizen, two stow.." Safe looks at Shadow and Ghost and notices a panic growing in her eyes. "Two Little ladies and Mr. Needy, whom is still in the infirmary. So if you'll excuse me, I'd like to see how he's doing, and check in on Bride6."

Running a hand through his short sandy hair, Safe winks at Shadow and Ghost. "I'll help out where necessary. I'm good in a fight, seems like all I know how to do..."

Safe heads for the infirmary.

Safeat2nd, Chief Handyman of Destiny

McQ summons the room and still not too familiar with his new surroundings or allies, he notices Safe standing across the room talking to some other folks. Recognizing his uniform, McQ feels it might be best to make his presence known. McQ approaches Safe turns to him and is a little intimidated by McQ's bulky metallic structure.

"Sir," McQ starts while saluting Safe. "I see you are a former Alliance officer. Being one as well I thought it would be best to introduce myself. I'm known as McQ (Mobile Combat Quarters)." McQ's voice is low and slightly mechanical sounding, yet calm. "I am specially designed for heavy combat situations although I have been programmed for other duties as well."

McQ holds out his right hand to Safe for a handshake and is careful not to break his hand while doing so - remembering what he did to the comlink he had. "If you need any assistance with or for anything, just let me know. I shouldn't be too hard to find."

SERYN

Thursday, March 23, 2006 11:51 PM

(ooc:what?!? when'd i get so damn violent? yikes, am I that bad? Oh well, here goes, Days of Our Lives is going to be beating down my door)

He wasn't a 'sectret husband'! He was my husband, he died a full year before I ever knew you!

I was the Captain for godsakes, how am I meant to gain a ship full of mens respect if I go throwing emotions around like some.. kind of... girl! Hell, I can't even get SR to listen to me most days, and he's the loyal one! So no-one kenw anything.

I told you about this as a simple courtesy. You're an old friend. YOU are the one who took it upon yourself to start 'protecting' me. I've been like this as long as you've known me, have I ever asked for help before? I'm the same person I always was, I haven't changed. You just started treating me different and i'm sorry if I didn't give you the desired response.

Christ, honestly. You think I can't see what you feel? Its that bleedin' obvious, you may as well have sandwich boards, a neon frickin' sign. You ain't exactly subtle.

"Oh crap, look you're bleeding, go to the infirmary."

He stands his ground, and she gives up, throwing her hands in the air and sighing.

"I ignore you and your advances exactly equal to how much I ignore the advances of every single male in my universe. Hell, I just tied a guy naked, to a chair, covered him in peanut butter and set a llama on him just simply for daring to try and even touch me."

She closes her eyes for a minute, failing to stop a small smile break out. In a few seconds she's giggling "oh, I wonder if the llama's still there" she looks up at Jadehand, sparkly eyed with mirth "I do hope he's not a biter..."

With that she looses it. She sits, convulsing with laughter. Every so often looking up, almost sober enough, then collapsing into fresh peals. Several minutes later, she controls herself enough to stand up straight. She goes over to where he still stands and takes hold of the damaged arm, examining it.

"Aw, look, this means absolutely nothing at all"

Quickly she takes his jaw and pulls it firmly down to kiss him, holds it for a while, then grabs the resulting kissies and presses them against the wound. "If you took that to Simon hed just have your arm off."

Look, summary, the pertinent facts. I'm from a very old political family - hence my thinking that reward money might be incentive enough to get the Tripoli to back off. Anyway, my husband was from a similar background. But these guys were messed up, all that crap that conspiricy nuts come up with? That was like their To Do list... I found out, my husband backed me up when I told them I would tell people. He died in a crash, I think that they killed him, that they meant to kill me too, so I did it for them, I found one of their dodgy pet scientists, blackmailed him into declaring me dead, and into... pausing, the baby. Not get rid of it, I couldn't do that, but, in some kind of... locked off... stasis. I didn't find out exactly how it worked. But I need to get back to a planet where they can reverse it, and well, eight months time, voila.

(ooc: yeah, think I might be regretting the the whole great idea of 'back stories')

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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.

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