The Sereni-Tree and the Shopping Trip
POSTED BY: TheRealMe
UPDATED: Thursday, April 13, 2006 08:44
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McQ decides he better head back to the shuttle before he gets left behind. On his way back he comes upon a small weapons shop. He wanders inside, looking at several types of rifles, shotguns and pistols. A clerk notices him as he enters from the backroom and looks a bit nervous upon seeing the cyborg in his store.
"Uh...may I...uh...help you...sir?" the clerk asks nervously. McQ turns around to face him and presents his blaster rifle.
"I need ammunition," he starts. "And power boosters or a recharging generator." The clerk examines the rifle for a moment.
"I'm afraid I can't help you with that," he says. "This is Alliance specialized weaponry. As you can see I only sell standard issue firearms."
"Very well," McQ responds and turns to depart when the clerk gets his attention again.
"Uh, wait," he says and motions for McQ to return to the counter. Bringing his voice down to a near whisper the clerk continues. "Meet me in the back. I got a special stockade just for Feds and Alliance troops. I'll see if I can match that rifle of yours." McQ nods and exits the front of the store and makes his way around the back. He enters what looks like a military bunker stocked with higher quality weapons. "Let's see if we got what you need," the clerk continues. He comes upon a few clips that will fit into McQ's rifle and his pistols. He also brings out a small portable generator that resembles a small guitar amplifier. "This should restore your power for up to 48 hours if used correctly. Normally it's used to provide power for small camps and not to recharge...umm...your kind, but it should do the trick." McQ nods again. "So, friend," the clerk continues, still a little nervous. "How do you plan to pay for all this?" McQ leans in and looks the clerk straight in the eyes through his dark shield on his helmet.
"I won't kill you," McQ says flatly. Looking over McQ massive metallic body and seeing he appears strong enough to crush a small car, the clerk decides for his own personal safety not to argue with the cyborg. Since McQ carries no form of currency he couldn't pay for these items anyway and even if he had, it would leave a trail for the Alliance to start tracking him down. McQ is well aware that as long as he's alive and functioning he's at risk of the Alliance wanting to retrieve their weapon and possibly deactivate him.
McQ gathers the small generator and ammunition then makes his way back to the shuttle before it takes off. As he heads back more citizens stop to look at the cyborg as he makes his way along the street. He reaches the shuttle and climbs aboard.
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Not finding Needy or Bride6 in the infirmary, Safe heads back to the ISSCV.
He is sitting in the passenger compartment cleaning his guns when Kelly and the girls walk in.
"I'm glad you found them" Safe says with more relief than he intended.
Shadow and Ghost gather up their packs and stand next to Kelly.
"I'm thinking you've found a better place for them to stay than this dusty old shuttle" Safe says, looking up at kelly, his guns momentarily forgotten.
Kelly studies Safe for a moment. This man has, unknowingly, appointed himself guardian of Shadow and Ghost.
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Originally posted by KellyofLutherin:
Safe, care to join us on our surprise trip?" Kelly asks.
Safe gives Kelly a long look before replying. "Sure," he says. Shadow and Ghost beam with delight.
Safeat2nd, Chief Handyman of Destiny
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ooc: I'm around the hanger, i just have been busy with 12 hour shifts at work and i havn't had much input on this adventure as of yet. I'll think of something before this 12 hour night is over...
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RAF Lakenheath
Security Deputy of the Sereni-Tree
"I can't feel my Danger Zone" Jayne Muppet!
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Seryn stands still in the middle of a whirl of bright colours and excited giggling, staring intently at a smallish box, just over a foot in length, and the tiny lable on top.
"Snake Fabric.. self.. tying bonds....*squints* ...purple"
"ooooooh"
Turning to the clerk, she watches as he finishes folding and wrapping the last of SR's order and indicate for him to include the box with her own purchases.
Then she feels herself going bright red at the clerks sly look.
"ga.. its not for me! I... what do you think i would do with it anyway? oh! *pretends disgust* you awful little.... huh *walks off, cheeks still burning* men!"
She walks back over to the others and joins them in comparing different shades of white.
A little later, with their heavier purchases packed onto a small cart pulled by the now sweating clerk, she heads back to the shuttle.
Near the entrance of the cloth market she spots SR clasping and roughly shaking some guy, talking about tattos as the guy looks increasingly scared. Behind him, LMD watches, bemused expression on his face, rocking slowly from side to side.
"I thought when I said a whiskey, you would know that I did not mean a bathtub full? *Strange guy scoots off* So who is your friend?"
SR looks at her strangely "you know LMD don't you? *peers at her closely* Have you been drinking?
She laughs, then starts pulling out bits of fabric, describing the merits of different ones, pausing when she expects an aaaah of wondermentr and forcing them to appreciate the fine detail in the weave of this particular sari or that.
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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.
FozzieWash, You know what I always say: sometimes you're the windshield, sometimes you're the bug!
KermieMal, I never Know what the heck you're talking about.
FozzieWash, Hey, look! They're sending us free lumber!
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Citizen was taken through into a small office which was adorned with various antique weapons. A man dressed in an expensive looking tailored suit sat behind a large wooden desk, flanked either side by two men who looked not dissimilar from shaved apes stuffed uncomfortably into matching slightly less well tailored expensive suits. The man rose and indicated the seat in front of his desk before shaking Citizen’s hand and sitting down.
“Hello mister Citizen.” He said in an accent just touching Lord-hood. “Please sit down, Tea?” He finished.
“Love one, been a hard day, so do you think you can fill out that list of mine?” Citizen asked as the man waved one of his ape-men to get the drinks.
“Did I introduce my associates?” The man said casually. “This is Minta and Fanta, they ensure that the business side of operations goes smoothly. Recover debts, that sort of thing.”
“I’m sure they’re very good at it too.” Citizen said accepting what turned out to be pretty good Tea. “So the list.” He finished.
“Yes, quite a list that, there’s enough fleet weapons to outfit a battleship and enough small arms to equip an army. What do you want with all of that?”
“Oh I’m a weapons enthusiast; I’m going to shoot some tin cans.” Citizen said.
The man raised his eyebrows slightly. “Shooting tin cans, with ship mounted Railguns?”
“Big can’s.” Citizen said. “Huge.”
“I’d guess they’d have to be.” The man replied. “Yes, I think I can furnish you with these items, but with a couple of conditions.”
“Go ahead.” Citizen replied placing the Tea cup down.
“I don’t exist, you didn’t get the weapons from me, you’ve never heard of me and you don’t know who I am.”
“Seems reasonable.” Citizen replied.
“And two, don’t use those weapons here, I like the planet as it is thanks.” Citizen shrugged and smiled.
“Wouldn’t dream of it.” He said. “So, you can deliver?”
“Your merchandise is being loaded as we speak, but I like to meet my clients personally, make sure my merchandise isn’t going to be used in a way that might upset my business.” The man pushed over a sheet of paper to Citizen. “Bill of sale, cash on delivery, the price is on the bottom.” Citizen picked up the sheet and read through it. The man waited for him to put it back down on the table, before taking the sheet and feeding it in to a shredder destined for the incinerator. The man stood and offered Citizen his hand.
“Pleasure doing business with you.” He said as they shook. Citizen nodded and left the room flanked by Minta and Fanta.
“So fellas, know where I can get a drink around here?” He asked.
More insane ramblings by the people who brought you beeeer milkshakes!
No beast so fierce but knows some touch of pity. But I know none, and therefore am no beast.
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SR is forced to interupt Seryn's fabric display.
"Yes, yes, they are all very shiny. I'm sorry, but I must go and inspect Jade's handiwork."
Scorpion Regent
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"...and how do you expect to get off the planet? The girls haven't finished, you can't drive in your condition.
And besides that, I have the access codes and i'm not giving them to you cause you were just mean to me.
Jadehand has finished mostly, he contacted us, which is why i'm out here, i'll put these in the shuttle, you go and rescue the shop keepers.
i.e get the girls"
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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.
FozzieWash, You know what I always say: sometimes you're the windshield, sometimes you're the bug!
KermieMal, I never Know what the heck you're talking about.
FozzieWash, Hey, look! They're sending us free lumber!
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Citizen watched as the transport dropped down next to the Admiral Nelson. Minta and Fanta left the transport as a small team of jumpsuited labourers began offloading the various crates with the help of heavy machinery.
Minta and Fanta, in their ussual talkative mood, presented Citizen with his bill again. He handed over a small briefcase which they opened and proceeded to check and count the contents. The men were obviously skilled at their jobs, with all the crates were off the ship and neatly stacked in record time, left along side the Admiral Nelson along with a complimentry forklift. Minta and Fanta locked the briefcase, burned the bill of sale, shook Citizen's hand and left with the transport.
"Well." Citizen said clasping his hands and looking at the stacks of unmarked crates. "Just like Christmas."
More insane ramblings by the people who brought you beeeer milkshakes!
No beast so fierce but knows some touch of pity. But I know none, and therefore am no beast.
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*Blink.*
You shouldn't be here. I'm supposed to be here.
*PR spoke to the other PR.* I mean, okay, I know you're me...but, I'm supposed to be missing, because I was in the past...but now I'm back, because I don't belong in the past. And if I'm supposed to be here then what am I already doing here?
*The other PR scratched his head.*
Other PR: Um, are you confused?
*Blink* I think so. You shouldn't be here! *Points.*
Other PR: It's okay. I've been expecting you. Now calm down, and start at the beginning.
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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Quote:
Originally posted by seryn:
"...and how do you expect to get off the planet? The girls haven't finished, you can't drive in your condition.
And besides that, I have the access codes and i'm not giving them to you cause you were just mean to me.
Jadehand has finished mostly, he contacted us, which is why i'm out here, i'll put these in the shuttle, you go and rescue the shop keepers.
i.e get the girls"
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"Captn' with all due respect I was not mean to you. I did declare the fabric shiny, and apologized for having to get back to the shuttle. If the old crew could see you now, "SR was mean to me,". They'd be falling from the rigging from laughter."
SR switches on his com-link, "Attention shoppers the shuttle for Garrison will be departing in ten minutes."
"There girl retrieval initiated."
Seryn fixes him with cold stare.
"Would you preffer I run off into over eighteen square kilometers of market place in a blind search and then once found throw them over my shoulder and carry them off tothe shuttle?"
Seryn continues to stare.
"Okay I'll look at the fabric."
SR did not fail to notice the small box that Seryn had made a point of not showing him. He picks it up.
"Hey what's this?"
Scorpion Regent
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