The Sereni-Tree and the Shopping Trip
POSTED BY: TheRealMe
UPDATED: Thursday, April 13, 2006 08:44
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This is Thread 44 of the adventures of the Sereni-Tree!
For “The Guide to the Clubhouse / Treehouse / Sereni-Tree Threads”, see:
http://www.fireflyfans.net/thread.asp?b=11&t=11877
Near the top of the following thread is a very long post containing “TheRealMe’s Guide to the Sereni-Tree, V5”. This post is a description of the ship and crew: http://www.fireflyfans.net/thread.asp?b=11&t=18808
Below is the (interim) summary of the previous thread at http://www.fireflyfans.net/thread.asp?b=11&t=19045
Safely in hyperspace after the Boros Incident, Our Heroes relax for the first time in a long time.
In the Common Room, TheRealMe calls a town meeting of the entire crew, where he outlines our near-term plans and asks for ideas about what to do next. Basically, when the Sereni-Tree falls out of hyperspace over the hi-tech world of Garrison, Jadehand, Seryn, and others will undertake a shopping trip to get components to build the stealth shuttle Ocean Cloud. ScorpionRegent will go to get parts for Jet for the Sereni-Tree. Mai, Kelly, and others are interested in shopping for Serenity’s wedding dress and cake ingredients. After the Garrison shopping trip, Seryn will need to visit a nearby planet for some particular medical procedure.
Newer folk introduce themselves, including our new medic Witchy.
During the meeting, after TheRealMe mentions some long-missing but important crew members, Washie suggests that TRM should assume the title of Captain of the Sereni-Tree. This prompts Captain Ebonezer to appear for the first time in a very long time.
The meeting concludes.
Ebo looks around for a game of pool and marvels at how many pregnant females we have. She is impressed by the pifflepony ranch that we keep in a cargo bay and by the chocolate jacuzzi in the water park. It seems that Ebo might be staying a while, this time.
The young stowaways Shadow and Ghost have, for now, moved in with Kelly and Piffle in Kelly’s Mallorn tree home. Safe seems content to stay in the ISSCV dropship, still connected to the Sereni-Tree’s main airlock. Needy is confused that people seem to remember him, because he does not ever recall being on the ship before. TheRealMe meets the Ghost of Riverclone, which has somehow come alive again.
The Sereni-Tree falls out of hyperspace over Garrison with no incident.
Since he asked so nicely, Ebonezer reassigns the quarters off of Main Engineering, formerly belonging to TheGreyJedi, to ScorpionRegent. TheRealMe supervises the transfer of Grey’s possessions to a cargo bay.
Chocolate jacuzzi hijinks ensue, with the help of Cozen's new vodka attachment. Montanagirl returns!
Collecting in the shuttle Admiral Nelson for the Garrison shopping trip are Jadehand, Seryn, ScorpionRegent, Mai, LightMeDark, N0Skillz (and tiger?), Serenity, Quincy, Deuce, and McQ (and Citizen?). They head down to the surface of Garrison where Jadehand rents a hanger where they will collect the parts to build the Ocean Cloud. Seryn talks about heading off to a different, nearby planet to get the medical procedure done and to do the wedding shopping. Quincey is up for a night on the town. Deuce is too energetic. Serenity agrees with Mai that she does not want the froo froo ribbons on her maids of honors' butts. LMD appears to be suffering from culture shock (gender shock?) as the women go on about the details of the wedding. Then again, his job is only to carry the packages!
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Right then, let me get this straight. Is this talky negotiating? or are we going with the Corben Dallas Method?
"So we're staying for the night? Well that gives me a little more time. I'll get you to docs soon. With the extra time, I say we save some money and go with more raw materials. No Corben Dallas negotiating. I want in and out like a regular buyer, negotiate reasonably so we don't appear to be over eager, but stop short of being a nusiance. totally not memerable in anyway, except maybe the paying with platinum bars..... I'll fix that. No worries. Here's the list of raw materials we'll need for her hull. And these parts we can get pre-made, internal chairs etc. no problem. Let's get it done."
*They wonder off from shop the shop, visiting many hangers and placing many orders for raw materials. Tons of metal, wire and cable, electronic boards, flashy LED displays, everything a growing shuttle needs. Delivery times are scheduled giving them enough time to get back to the hanger before the parts begin to arrive.*
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Right then, let me get this straight. Is this talky negotiating? or are we going with the Corben Dallas Method?
"So we're staying for the night? Well that gives me a little more time. I'll get you to docs soon. With the extra time, I say we save some money and go with more raw materials. No Corben Dallas negotiating. I want in and out like a regular buyer, negotiate reasonably so we don't appear to be over eager, but stop short of being a nusiance. totally not memerable in anyway, except maybe the paying with platinum bars..... I'll fix that. No worries. Here's the list of raw materials we'll need for her hull. And these parts we can get pre-made, internal chairs etc. no problem. Let's get it done."
*They wonder off from shop the shop, visiting many hangers and placing many orders for raw materials. Tons of metal, wire and cable, electronic boards, flashy LED displays, everything a growing shuttle needs. Delivery times are scheduled giving them enough time to get back to the hanger before the parts begin to arrive.*
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"Finding the answer It's a human obsession
But you might as well talk to the stones and the trees and the sea
'Cause nobody knows And so few can see
There's only beauty and caring and truth beyond darkness." -Estonia(This Strange Engine) -Marillion
In less than an hour a large lorry shows up with SR's goodies:
4 barrels
8 2 meter lengths of 10mm x 100mm spring steel
A 200 meter spool of 13mm winch cable
A forge and various metal working tools
50 lengths of 5cm x 2m pipe
A dozen heavy duty high capacity solenoids
Welding supplies
Motors, pumps, condensers, valves, gauges, hydraulic rams, and hoses,
Hanks and hanks of copper tubing
Spools of shielded conduit wire.
A dozen huge deep cycle batteries
A gross of high volume capacitors
Scorpion Regent
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Much earlier in the common room:
Approaching the THREAD Databank, Needy taps a button and the screen activates. An introduction page pops up, the list of contents including
GUIDE TO THE SERENITREE
MAP
ROOMS
CREW
LOGBOOK...
He looks no further as he taps the area of the screen to bring up the information he requires.
"PAGE 42" shows up at the top of the screen and below it is a series of accounts of recent events.
Surprisingly, it includes events they have just been through - up until the meeting that is being held
"Wow, these guys are really thorough" Needy says to himself.
Needy hits the "previous page" button. And again. And again. Searching for references to him, or rather, the person that everybody believes was him. The "other" Needy.
It could take forever
Then, annoyed that he hadn't spotted it before, he taps the area of the screen entitled "Search"
Apprehensive, worried about what he might find, he hesitates... then shrugs it off and begins to type on the keyboard.
NEEDY
A list of results spring up - all taking place a few months ago judging by the page they were on.
There was no time to read them all... and surely a party was not the place to do so anyway.
He tapped his finger on the bottom of the screen.
"PRINT ALL REFERENCES"
Grabbing the pieces of paper that shuffle out, he folds them and places them in his inside pocket.
Should make interesting bedtime reading
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OOC: I gotta say, Needy, the whole THREAD databank is a brilliant idea!!!
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Mantichorus: "So is there a reason they call you 'Soul'?"
Soul (after a long pause): "Yeah. Because I have one."
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*As they return to the hanger the trucks begin to arrive, each containing a person who wants to be paid. The platinum lays in their cases in the small corner office, still in possibly traceable bars. JadeHand organizes a line of people waiting for their coin as the parts are spread across the hanger organized thouroughly and leaving enough central space to construct the cloud. JadeHand gives each suppliers representative a payment voucher and informs them the man inside the office will give them their coin, each with 10% bonus for their patienence. JadeHand then steps inside the office, closes the door, and pulls out his tags. Scribbling a name, and placing the tag to his chest, his hair becomes more grey, he grows taller, thinner, older. He pulls a vest over his tag, concealing the name: "Eric Magnus Lehnsherr". He raises a hand and each crate of platinum opens behind him, the bars seem to melt and ooze up and out of their crates, quickly forming coins and stacking themselves upon the desk in neat organized stacks. The last coin settles as the first knock comes to the door.*
"Enter."
*Within the next 45 minutes, each representative his given their payment. some will report a portion of their bonuses, others will make no mention. All will leave happy. As the final payment is completed and the deliveries are finalized, the last guest is ushered out. A hand is raised forth, locks slam into place, metal blinds close at every window. JadeMagneto stalks towards the supplies raising both hands. Metal creaks and bends from every direction at once. Parts begin to form and swirl about the room. The frame is completed and rests in the center of the hanger. More creaking and swirling parts, and engines are attached. Flooring. Interior control panels. Chairs. Hull. Weapon systems. Power supplies. Landing skids. All soon attached and bolted into place. *
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And will they EVER finish discussing what we're going to do so we can go do it? One of us has very swollen ankles!
Oh looks like we have movement! Go ahead and start waddling Serenity, I'll catch up with you in a minute. First, I need to speak with LMD, private like for a moment.
*waves hand in front of LMD's face*
You still with us?
*LMD nods head, still sort of staring into space*
Oh good. Now there's something I've been wanting to say to you. Three little words that I hope you will accept with open arms...
LMD: (suddenly comes out of trance like state) Wait, whoa slow...
Mai: Hold my purse?
*runs over to a nearby merchant table. comes runing back burdened by a large bag containing a little, yellow and white, silk- woven blanket.*
"See it's a surprise for Serenity and the baby!*
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OOC: I gotta say, Needy, the whole THREAD databank is a brilliant idea!!!
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Soul, Security Chief of the Sereni-Tree, Captain of Destiny.
Mantichorus: "So is there a reason they call you 'Soul'?"
Soul (after a long pause): "Yeah. Because I have one."
http://havenofsouls.livejournal.com/: Thanks, I kinda did just make it up as I went along, but now I think it does make sense that the ship would have a logbook, and there's nothing shinier than a Tevlon History Recorder and Easy Access Drive(or maybe it should be Device). Available in stores now.
Btw, I've been wondering for a while now, what does OOC stand for exactly?
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It's a great idea!!
Oh, and OOC stands for Out Of Character.
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Mantichorus: "So is there a reason they call you 'Soul'?"
Soul (after a long pause): "Yeah. Because I have one."
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It's a great idea!!
Oh, and OOC stands for Out Of Character.
OOC: Ah, now it all makes sense. Thanks.
EDIT: Btw, just in case you didn't notice, the page numbers on the databank refer to the Thread numbers, so Page 42 will refer to events in thread 42. You probably got that. I can't wait til thread 47, then I can make loads of Alias references
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"Ah ha!
Seryn watches amazed as bits of metal fly around the room, at one point even clapping and maybe hopping a little, then she stops and hopes no-one noticed.
"So thats how you are going to do it! Well, hats off to ya mate I never saw that coming.
Right, you don't need me at all really, of we go a shopping. EVERYONE NOT BUILDING A SHIP IN THE SHUTTLE!"
Hopping into the drivers seat she readies it and waits for everyone to board, then takes off for the commerce planet. An interminable amount of time in which the girls talk clothes and the guys attempt to prevent their brains form sliding out of their ears later, they land, and head out to the nearest bunch of shops.
"ok, everyone remember where we parked.
I have that doctors appointment, I'll meet you back here at that cake stand right over there, and then we can go spend obscene amounts of cash in the fabric markets.
Have fun! *turns to LMD* don't pass out!"
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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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*Wanders around the various stands in the open air market, looking for some gifts for Shadow and Ghost. She stops in front of a dollmaker's stand to admire the pretty dolls. One in a pink komono catches her eye.*
Mai! Hey Mai! Do you think Ghost would like this doll?
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Ducking down several sidestreets, continually referencing a small map she been sent a few hours before. Eventually she finds the house she's looking for and almost turns and runs, but inside it proves to be clean and shiny and surprisingly non dive-ish.
A spruce young assistant sits her down and starts fussing around and taking samples, then a doctor she recognises as one of the researchers who paused the pregnancy in the first place lets himself into the room and throws her a nervous look.
Half an hour later with introductions barely touched on she finds her self lying back, arms crossed over her chest in mute protest while the doctor pokes at her midsection with a souped up ultrasound machine.
Eventually he breathes a sigh of relief and sits back in his chair.
"Its incredible, but you have there a perfectly healthy child. *rubs his face* wow, even I didn't think it would work. But it did! And years over the projected times!"
"And now you can undo it?"
"yeah *picks up the test results, then crosses to a cupboard and selects several bottles* This should start things up again, and then its normal from there on in"
She sighs and holds out her arm, squeezing hers eyes shut, totally squeemish about needles, then looks back and smiles.
"Thank you."
"No, thank you! I never though it would work, you've... given me hope. Heck, I might even be able to pay off my college debts if I can find an application for this!"
"well, bye bye..."
"yeah, bye, and good luck, not that you'll need it, he's a healthy baby, he's actually large for his stage of development"
*wide eyed and slightly shakey* "He's a... large... child?"
A little while later she stands back at the cake stall where she left the others.
"cake, give me a really large slice of the biggest cake you've got... I seriously need to comfort eat right now."
She sits at one of the little street tables mushing bits of the cake and wondering if she shouldn't have just stayed back for the chocolate jacuzzi in the first place.
yikes, even Cozens play chair was starting to look good.
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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.
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One of the shuttles access hatches fell off, depositing Citizen in a painful heap. Citizen stood up and dusted himself down.
"I hate traveling coach."
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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Shadow and Ghost followed behind Kelly as she led them to Safe's shuttle. Both silent but for different reasons.
Ghost was silent because she was a ghost, she hadn't spoken to anyone besides Shadow since she first learned to talk. Her head was filled with thoughts though. Like why Ms. Luthien didn't yell at them like all the other adults they had known before coming on this ship, and what the surprise she had for them. Maybe it was a dolly, like the one she had that had burned at the orphanage, or another pretty dress.
Shadow was silent for a whole different reason. Her silence was due to the confusion in her head. She couldn’t remember a time since “it” happened that adults weren’t yelling at them. She had been sure when she had seen Ms. Luthien behind her that the woman was going to yell or hit, or both. But the woman had only taken their hands and led them from the kitchen towards Mr. Safe’s shuttle and said she had a surprise for them. Usually surprises from adults weren’t good. Had she ruined their chances of staying here? Was Ms. Luthien going to get Mr. Safe to take them back? She really didn’t want to go back, this place was nice, and Ghost seemed to like it here. Several times she had thought Ghost would actually speak up and say something.
Shadow was also worried about what would happen next. She knew she’d have to explain some things eventually. She was almost certain that they wouldn’t let her and Ghost stay indefinitely without knowing something about them, and possibly even after that, once they knew enough about them she wasn’t sure if they would report them to children’s services or not. She didn’t think anyone was looking for them but there was always a chance that someone at the orphanage would have reported them to the Children’s services, in either case they would be put back in the orphanage or another foster home.
She also wondered what she was going to do about their birthdays. She didn’t have enough money to buy anything, she didn’t think she’d be able to get down to whatever planet they were on to steal something, maybe she’d forget about them this year. Ghost didn’t really understand birthdays, Shadow had never been able to give her a real party or much of anything in the way of presents, and her own birthday was usually forgotten.
As they walked closer to the shuttle, the frown that was on her face deepened, as she looked around fear, sadness, and worry evident on her face.
April (AKA Shadow and Ghost)
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Oh good. Now there's something I've been wanting to say to you. Three little words that I hope you will accept with open arms...
LMD: (suddenly comes out of trance like state) Wait, whoa slow...
Mai: Hold my purse?
LMD barely keeps himself from falling over and littering the store with the absolutely insane myriad bags, boxes, and bling he's carrying.
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Jazaf finally awakens after what felt like days but was actually hours. His left arm had stopped throbbing and his head no longer pulsed annoyingly.
'Glad that's over.' He looks down at his stomach as it rumbles and complains.
'Right, gotta get something to eat.' Jazaf heads out of his room and down the hall to the kitchen. He opens the fridge and sticks his head in, checking out the leftovers.
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*JadeHand notices the clapping and hopping, A smile escapes one corner of his mounth.*
"I'd go with you, but I'm not yet finished here. Be safe, and send a wave if you need anything."
*JadeHand walks around the Ocean Cloud hand extended, the metal polishing, welds tightening. Joints and moving parts are tested. Satisfied, JadeHand moves to a table full of electronic bits and carefully shapes more parts, leaving them organized on the table. He reaches up and peels the tag off, returning to his normal self. He pulls a bottle and has a long pull of rum... "Don't panic." he says almost to himself, "Just one more, then I'll take care of it, no build up this time." JadeHand reaches for the tags again and simply writes "Forge". Placing the tag to his chest, he again changes. One arm and one leg twist into metal, his hair grows black and long, and his skin darkens. He works diligently assembling several devices for the internals of the Cloud . Nearly finished, he breathes deep, then a flash of thought crosses his face. He goes back to the parts and makes a few duplicate items. Collecting the parts he goes inside and begins attaching the items he's made.*
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McQ wanders about the market area but not really looking for anything to purchase. His main concern was getting off the 'tree and getting a chance to get some fresh air. Feeling out of place among his new allies and still trying to adapt to his new robotic limbs, this seemed to be his chance to recollect his thoughts and get them in order.
Many of the other citizens making their way about the market stop to give McQ a startled or curious or feared look as they've never seen a cyborg before. Many weren't sure if he was patrolling the market or if he'd open fire on someone, so they pretty much cleared around him and avoided getting too close.
McQ keeps walking until he reaches a small bench under shady tree. As he's about to sit down, he hears a woman cry out for help. McQ decides to investigate as the woman is being mugged by some young hoodlums. McQ walks up behind them, grabs one by the collar of his jacket and tosses him aside like a puppet. The other turns to look up at him and is instantly filled with fear as the massive cyborg stares down at him.
"You might want to leave this woman alone for your own good," McQ says in a deep, steady and slightly mechanical voice. The young thug gets up, still holding the woman's purse and tries to run off. McQ holds up his blaster rifle and sets it to 'stun' then shoots at the thug, knocking him from his feet. By now several shoppers have stopped and gathered to watch, thinking it was some sort of show being performed. McQ walks up and retrieves the woman's purse and brings it back to her as several local police arrive to arrest the thugs.
"Why, thank you, sir," the shaken woman says. "It's not common around her for people to help a defenseless woman as myself."
"It's no problem, ma'am," McQ responds then turns to the police who also thank him for helping them catch the thugs. "Just doing my duty, sir" McQ states.
He returns to the bench and sits down, observing the shoppers as they scurry about and stop to look at him while doing so.
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*Meanwhile, back on the Tree:
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*she swipes a bit of chocolate off her face and plops it on Ath's nose*
What are you waiting for?
Well, I was gonna wait for Kelly, but...
*Ath quickly changes into his trunks and hops into the chocolate.*
Ahhh, good times....
*Splashes TWG.*
"Invader's blood marches through my veins like giant radioactive rubber pants. The pants command me! Do not ignore my veins!"
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Originally posted by montanagirl:
It's chocolate jacuzzi time?! Yay!
*mg does a happy dance, throws on her swimsuit, then joins the party in the jacuzzi*
Good thinking, Ath!
(OOC: I'm just going to conveniently ignore the fact that I've been gone for the last half dozen threads.)
*By pure happenstance, Ath brought a 24 pack of Pepsi with him to the jacuuzi. He hands 23 to MG, then gives the last one to TWG, along with a carton of milk.*
*Splashes MG, too.*
OOC: Glad to have you back, MG! You've been missed.
"Invader's blood marches through my veins like giant radioactive rubber pants. The pants command me! Do not ignore my veins!"
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OOC: Happy Birthday Aprilise!!! 
"Invader's blood marches through my veins like giant radioactive rubber pants. The pants command me! Do not ignore my veins!"
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Another lorry arrives at the hangar with a load of spare parts Jet requested for the Tree.
Yet a third lorry arrives with lumber, steel, fasteners, industrial rack shelving, a 4km spool of rope, and a large spool of chain.
Scorpion Regent
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Originally posted by CallMeAth:
OOC: Happy Birthday Aprilise!!!
"Invader's blood marches through my veins like giant radioactive rubber pants. The pants command me! Do not ignore my veins!"
OOC: HAPPY BIRTHDAY APRIL!!!!
KellyofLuthien walks to Safe's shuttle and watches as Shadow retrives two small backpacks from hidden compartments. As they walk out, Kelly sees Safe cleaning one of his many guns.
"Hi 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.
Kelly leads the two girls and Safe down towards her mallorn tree, glancing into side doors as she.....is that Ath?! In a chocolate jacuzzi?! With....with women?!
Kelly takes a deep breath. It's not what she thinks. They are just....okay, she is not going to determine what they are "just" doing. Kelly takes a deep breath and heads toward the bay door.
As she opens the door, Shadowfax gives a jubilant neigh and canters up to meet the group. Safe is clearly uneasy, and the girls hold tightly to Kelly's hands. Kelly lets go for a brief second as she greet Shadowfax, kissing him on the nose.
"Hi, old friend. Care to do some riding lessons today?"
Shadowfax tosses his head, and Kelly teaches the girls how to feed him sugar. Shadow and Ghost both laugh at Safe's obvious uneasiness with the beast. Kelly gives Safe a sly wink, and soon all three guests are riding Piffleponies of their own, and having the times of their lives. Everyone wants a Pifflepony deep down, and Safe, Shadow and Ghost are no exception.
Kelly waves from the fence as the three ride around the corral. Her thoughts wander, and suddenly she has an idea. She waves Safe over.
"Are you alright watching the girls for a bit?"
Safe nods. "Sure."
"Okay, I'll be back soon."
Kelly walks slowly out the door, but soon picks up her pace as she heads back toward the jacuzzi. She enters the room to see the group splashing each other with chocolate. Suddenly she feels shy.
"Uh, care if I join for a dip?" Kelly asks.
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She sits at one of the little street tables mushing bits of the cake...
SR slides into a chair across the table from her and sets down a tray with a pot of tea and a enormous bowl of Kung Poa chicken on Rice.
"All is well captn'?" He inquires as he splits his chopsticks in two.
Seryn squints at him with brief suspicion. Her mouth full of cake she can only nod. She finishes chewing, sets her fork down, wipes her mouth with her napkin, and takes a sip of her drink.
"Yes," she finally replies. The situation seems slightly awkward. She does think to follow up with , "and yourself?"
"Shinier than a chrome coin lit buy a searchlight. I just wished I had known we were coming here a ways back. I would have so liked to sent a wave to my facaulty advisor. This place is a phenomenal opportunity for my thesis work."
Seryns eyes widen as she chews through another forkfull of cake. She finishes her mouthfull and once again sets down her fork and wipes her mouth.
"You're in college?" She asks in amazement.
"Oh yes I am very close to finishing my PhD. I'm a graduate student at UDSE. It's a correspondence course, but they are very well accreditted."
Seryn can not believe her ears.
"I'm sorry, UDSE I haven't heard of that school." She is completely intriqued and can only wonder as she takes another sip of her drink.
"The University of Drunken Sailor Economics." Replies SR a very straight face.
Seryn looses all self control and sprays her drink halfway across the table.
They both break out into laughter. Two laughing people in a large market, in a large city, on a continent, on meduim size moon, circling a planet, revolving around a sun, spinning a arm of a galaxy, in a huge 'verse.
Scorpion Regent
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For educational purposes, I will now present the details of Needy’s original appearance on the Sereni-Tree. It happened around the time of our first and only pifflepony race. This occurred toward the end of Thread 29: “The Sereni-Tree: A Day at the Races”.
http://www.fireflyfans.net/thread.asp?b=11&t=12057
On a post dated August 29, 2005:
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*Suddenly, seemingly from out of nowhere, a shuttle appears hurtling from the heavens and heading straight for the rescue mission shuttle. Before any preventive measures can be taken by either side, the mystery shuttle crashes headfirst into the other. Out steps a dazed and scratched up Boy Whore, dressed in a tight fitting dress*
uh... what happened?
*collapses*
Needy. Male Companion a.k.a. First Boy Whore of Destiny
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Needy was welcomed by the Sereni-Tree crew, but they were busy, about to head off on yet another rescue mission. Later, a clue to this mystery develops (or else Needy is suffering from head trauma after crashing into the General Grant):
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*whilst sitting, knees together, on a nearby rock, the sound of an eerie voice beckons*
"NEEDY. Your time has come."
huh? what was that?
*there, standing in a ridiculous Catwoman outfit, a mysterious man stands in front of Needy. Except, it appears that Needy is the only one that can see him, other crewmembers stroll by paying no attention to the visitor*
Mystery Catwoman-Man: "You're probably wondering where you are and how you got here..."
"It crossed my mind"
Mystery Catwoman-Man: "Do NOT interrupt me when I am talking to you. My time is precious. I haven't got long, and neither have you
"sorry"
Mystery Catwoman-Man: "You interrupted me again"
"but..."
Mystery Catwoman-Man: "and again!"
*Needy sits silently*
Mystery Catwoman-Man: That's better. Something has gone very wrong with the universe. The portal's that have been created by passengers on the SereniTREE has caused ripple in time and space. Now it is falling apart. Your memory may not return so I'll try and answer any questions you have that will lead you to save the 'verse."
"Why are you wearing that outfit?"
Mystery Catwoman-Man: "The reason for my appearance is unimportant at this time"
"Ok. Why am I in this outfit?"
*Mystery Catwoman-Man sighs*
Mystery Catwoman-Man: "We needed clothes that would survive the jump through time. Unfortunately, the only ones available were in the women's section in a fancy-dress shop"
"You mean I jumped through time too?"
Mystery Catwoman-Man: "Indeed. And as a futurer, you are the only one able to stop the universe from collapsing on itself. You must do all I command you to. Now you must go on the ship that is Destiny's Shadow, the one that has appeared in this reality following the collision of timelines and dimensions"
"I gotta say. You're not making a whole lot of sense"
*Mystery Catwoman-Man spots Serenity heading back towards Needy*
Mystery Catwoman-Man: "I must go now. Do what must be done. You will know what it is when the time comes"
*totally confused*
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Eventually, Needy is given man’s clothes, and sometime afterwards just seems to fade away. Seeing as how he never really did anything significant, and how the 'Verse is still around, I personally am leaning toward the head trauma theory... 
And here follows a masterful bit from that thread, unconnected with Needy but still very good. It seems that SimonWho, the Doctor of Sereni-Tree, wished to consult with TheRealMe, the Doctor of Destiny.
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*clambers on board Destiny's shadow*
*find nearby crew member*
Excuse me, who is the doctor of this ship?
Me.
You are the doctor?
No, Me is the doctor.
Okaaaaaay.
And who are you?
Yes.
What?
I am Who and I am a Doctor too but I need to speak
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On the Sereni-Tree:
After plotting some courses away from Garrison, just in case, TheRealMe leaves the Sereni-Tree’s Bridge. He turns right, and walks along the balcony overlooking the Common Room until he approaches the North Wing entrance. Then he takes some stairs down to the main level. He buzzes the door to Washie’s quarters. Presently, she opens the door.
“Hi, Washie. Can I come in? Since the Captain is paying attention again, I expect that I’ll have a bit more free time, so...”
TheRealMe, First Officer of the Sereni-Tree
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OOC: Thanks for posting that TRM, you've got me in stitches laughing at that Who/Me conversation.
It's funny, I was planning on going back to the thread where I first joined in but knew it would mean going through a lot of posts so I put it off for a bit. I had forgotten about Mystery Catwoman-man. It seems I had been watching Donnie Darko at the time.
Hopefully I can provide satisfactory answers
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*watches worriedly as LMD nearly topples over*
Hey, you feeling all right? You know if you don't want to hold all that stuff, you could send some of back to the shuttle.
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Hey Mai! Do you think Ghost would like this doll?
*takes purse back* Thanks for keepin an eye on that. Looks like we've found some more spendin' to do!
*walks over to the stall to look at the toys with Serenity*
You know, LMD doesn't look so good over there. Maybe after this shop we should stop and get a snack or something?
I haven't really had a chance to get to know the little ones, but what girl doesn't love a pretty doll to play with? That pink one is perfect!
Oh and hey, look at this table. They have beautiful little barretes and hair ribbons. Maybe'd they'd like some of those as well? There's nothing more fun then spoiling little kids is there?!
Mai, Secretary of Unmentionables.
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I agree!
Dolls and ribbons it is!
Though, I'm not sure Shadow would like a doll, she might be a bit too old. So, I picked up some games for her; chinese checkers, a jump rope, yo yos, jacks.
And-ooh, look at these cute little outfits I bought for my own little one!
*Several purchases later, the women lead a tottering LMD to the cake shop where they meet back up with Seryn and SR.*
Ooh, cake! I'm famished!
OOC: Happy birthday APRIL!!
Serenity, First Officer of Destiny
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(ooc-yup, happy birthday April!)
Attempting not to inhale the cake as she tries to stop laughing, She sits up and waves to Mai LMD and Serenity as they approach, still giggling occaisionally and not quite trusting her self to speak.
Inspired by the aromas floating off SR's plate the hops up and buys a selection of dumplings and buns from a nearby vendor, then sits and pushes the plate to the middle of the table for the others to help themselves.
"so what have you bought? Did you have fun? Oh thats so pretty, and wow, so cute, are they for callmejunior? So wee, god, how small?
hmmm, Do you think Shadow and Ghost need new clothes? I mean I can make them stuff, but not everything, shoes and the like. We'll get them some of those pretty silk slippers from a stall I went past.
But I suppose the next few hours are devoted to one thing, and one thing alone. Fabric!"
She beams and wriggles exctedly, then turns to SR.
"I don't know if you are bothered about coming with us, but at some point you will need to come and forcibly remove us.
It will be necessary, I can never leave those places unaided, so...
"Theres a great bar down the way, bunch of shops beyond that you might like, take LMD and let him recover with a whiskey?"
Turns to the girls again.
*squeeeee!*
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KermieMal, I never Know what the heck you're talking about.
FozzieWash, Hey, look! They're sending us free lumber!
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*As PR walked across the grass, a thought suddenly came to him.* Wait, this isn't right.
*PR walked over to the young man, who turned around and pulled exactly the same face as PR did. This was no surprise however, as they were the same person.*
*Both PR's spoke in unison;*
What are you doing here?
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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Citizen sidled into an old rough looking bar and took up a table in the corner. The man already sitting there looked at him viciously, Citizen answering with a smile.
"I understand you're a man who knows how to get things." He said. The man scowled.
"Then you understand wrong, don'tch'ya." He replied standing to leave. Citizen caught his arm and threw him back into his chair, while opening his jacket with his free hand to remove a sack, letting the man see part of the small arsenal he was carrying as he did so.
"I'm not often wrong, fella." He said opening the sack just a touch so the man could see the contents, which just happened to be full of enough money, precious stones and metals to finance a small revolution.
This, funnily enough was more or less exactly what it was for.
The man eyed him curiously for a second before replying.
"Yeah, I can get things." He said.
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Squee! indeed! Let's go!
*The women head towards the fabric shop, stopping at the little shoe stand on the way, while SR leads a still-dazed LMD towards a nearby bar.*
I've bought both girls some play clothes and necessities. Shoes and whatnot. Sensible things they can wear and use everyday, besides the toys and pretties. I sent those back to the hangar already. But, I think it would be fabulous if you'd make a few special outfits for them. And, I had an idea! I'm thinking of asking them to by my flower girls! Wouldn't that be darling? Little ruffly dresses with little sashes. Flower garlands in their hair, little baskets of rose petals!
So, which slippers do you think Shadow would like best? These yellow ones with the roses, or these blue ones?
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((happy birthday aprilise :D))
/me sits down at the bar with a happy sigh. elemdee holds up two fingers to get the 'tender's attention.
Two, please.
/me looks incredulously at the Bartender as he pours two shots.
Uhhh, looks like we have a problem of miscommunication. I need two bottles.
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*By pure happenstance, Ath brought a 24 pack of Pepsi with him to the jacuuzi. He hands 23 to MG, then gives the last one to TWG, along with a carton of milk.*
*to no one in particular* Isn't he such a good boy?
*to Ath* It's good to know you haven't forgotten how to treat me. *starts downing Pepsi*
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*Splashes MG, too.*
*splashes Ath back, then splashes twg. Sees Kelly standing nearby, and splashes her too.*
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You ended that sentence with a preposition! Bastard. - O'Neill
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The door creaked open on rusty hinges and Citizen was ushered into a small grimy derelict warehouse. He was greeted by a large man with a vaguely Hatton colony (eastern european) accent.
"I understand you are interested in buying weapons, yes?" He said.
"That's what I like about Hattoner's." Citizen smilled. "Always straight down to buisness, no messing around." The man eyed him dubiously.
"When selling weapons one doesn't wish to hang around for long." He replied. "So I understand you wish to buy some weapons, yes?"
"Yes indeed, I've got a list." He said rummaging in his pockets he pulled out a screwed up peice of paper and handed it over. "Just the usual sort of fair, type T12 Sal Assualt Rifles, Mass Driver Auto cannons, Rail Cannons, Particle Beam Flailings and the ammunition, oh and free delivery, coordinates on the bottom." The man gazed down the list, occasionally looking up at Citizen.
"You are planning a revolution I am think yes?" He said finally. "Revolutions are bad for buisness, brings unwanted attention."
"Don't pull that one." Citizen said. "Don't tell me you're the only Arms dealer in the 'Verse that thinks wars aren't good for buisness, you sell arms to both sides and you get to set the prices." He paused scanning the room quickly. "You'll make a fortune."
"Maybe so." The man replied. "Will take time, these are not common weapons."
"And I'm a Monkeys Uncle!" Citizen started.
"Your family relationships do not concern me." The man interrupted.
Citizen stared at him for a beat. "No, erm, you see, nevermind. Just get those supplies to me by the end of the day." The man shook his head.
"Cannot be done. Supplies are not that plentiful" He said.
"Get them to me by the end of the day and there'll be an extra ten percent on top for you." Citizen replied.
"Thirty."
"Twenty."
"Twenty Five."
"Done!" Citizen said grasping the man's hand with a smile. He pulled it back sharply.
"Payment up front."
"Payment on delivery."
"It is non-negtionable"
"That's my line." Citizen replied. "I don't get these weapons from you, I give my money too someone else. True I'm working on a time frame, but I give my money too you I may never see it or the weapons again."
"Are you saying I am not trustworthy?" The man growled.
"Yes, not many people insist on payment up front, not unless they suspect that they won't recieve it otherwise. You know I can pay so either you aren't planning on making good on your end, or you think your merchendise isn't up to it."
"I'm thinking I should just leave a corpse of you and take your money."
Citizen looked around the room at the ten or so assorted thugs. "I wouldn't, not unless you've got a small army out back." He said. "I admit I'm a little tired at the moment, but I'm all manner of pissed off at some of the turns my life has taken recently, and dropping you and your girlfriends here would be just the tonic I'm thinking." He knocked back his jacket again revealing some of the small arsenal he had at his disposal. "You can either walk out of here and prepare my merchendise, or you can be carried out of here in lots of little bags, because to be honest right now I just don't give a cào."
"Then it looks like I have little choice." The man grined.
Citizen let the door bang shut behind him and dusted down his jacket. He drew a deep breath and glanced back at the door. "Looks like I'll be looking for some other contacts." He said to himself.
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She beams and wriggles exctedly, then turns to SR.
"I don't know if you are bothered about coming with us, but at some point you will need to come and forcibly remove us.
It will be necessary, I can never leave those places unaided, so...
"Theres a great bar down the way, bunch of shops beyond that you might like, take LMD and let him recover with a whiskey?"
Fine just get me some raw silk, denim, canvas, heavy wale corduroy, and some sort of black Ramie. I'll get trim, buttons, velcro, webbing, buckles, zippers and other assorted findings myself later.
Scorpion Regent
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((happy birthday aprilise :D))
/me sits down at the bar with a happy sigh. elemdee holds up two fingers to get the 'tender's attention.
Two, please.
/me looks incredulously at the Bartender as he pours two shots.
Uhhh, looks like we have a problem of miscommunication. I need two bottles.
SR intercedes.
"Forgive my overenthusiastic friend. Just make it one bottle and two glasses."
SR turns to LMD.
"Drunk strangers in a new town wind up getting rolled and then thrown in the drunk tank. We have to pace our selves, besides I still need to shop for gifts and finished goods and brik a brak, and leather. Besides I got enough materials I can rig up a still in engineering as soon as we get back, so you can have whiskey any day and gin on thursdays. That reminds me, we need to get rye, wheat, potatoes, corn and yeast. I want to make beer and sourdough and yogurt. A man needs his culture. Have you ever had sourdough pancakes first thing in the morning? It sends the hangover packing. Do you think the crew would mind if I got us a milk cow?"
Scorpion Regent
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/me nods at SR
Your points are well taken. And the milk cow is a good idea. I'm the animal handler, so perhaps I'll have some say in it. I'd like to find one with a good personality, though. Many tend to be rather annoying. Say the darndest things...
Perhaps I'll try the sourdough pancakes tomorrow
/me gives SR a sly ((no, not that kind of sly)) grin
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Your points are well taken. And the milk cow is a good idea. I'm the animal handler, so perhaps I'll have some say in it. I'd like to find one with a good personality, though. Many tend to be rather annoying. Say the darndest things...
"You should have a say in it. In fact you should choose the cow, but now I'm thinking that maybe a goat would be better, takes less space, less flatulence. Probably best that we wait till we get to somewheres a bit more beucolic first and trade some of the more finished goods for a goat, get a better bargain that way. Let's drink on it for a while."
"Yes let's,"
SR checks his watch and the bottle and sees it's down to two thirds. He motions to the bartender.
"Can we takes the rest 'to go'?"
The bartender nods, quotes them a price and mutters something about leaving the glasses. SR shakes his fist at LMD indicating a rock paper scissors contest to see who will pay. They tie both rocks. They tie again paper. They tie again scissors. the bartender rolls his eyes.
"Let's just split it, otherwise we'll be shaking our fists all day." SR suggests. LMD chuckles and they both dig into their pockets for cash. SR tips the bartender after getting a reccomendation of a place for good secondhand electronics.
As they walk out the front door SR has a strange thought. He gestures for a rematch.
"One more time just for fun." he asks.
"Sure,"
They tie again, paper.
"Four in a row, what are the odds of that? Could it be we're psychicly linked?"
"It could be the whisky."
"It could be."
"If this bottle of whiskey has psychic powers we should save it."
"What will we drink then?"
"Well get something else at the next liquor store."
"Okay, but what?"
"We'll decide when we get there."
"Maybe it's not the whiskey, but the bottle that has the psychic powers?"
"That's just your thirst talking."
Two partially toasted spacers ramble on down the street in search of alcohol and other ways to spend their money.
Scorpion Regent
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*Inside Ocean Cloud Jadehand finishes making connections on several electronic parts, and closing the consoles he worked within. He steps outside the shuttle and glances around for SR who here not long ago, but now seems to be MIA. JadeHand shrugs and goes back inside. Slowly he goes over every part inside testing each item he comes to, securing some lose connections, tightening some bolts. Hours later in the back of the craft he completes his primary inspection. Returning to the cockpit, he initiates a startup sequence, tests power levels, activates several screens and runs diagnostics. Pleased with the results, he reaches over to the SEP and activates it. JadeHand tunes the radio, and waits for contact from the shoppers...*
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As he examines the outside of the Ocean Cloud, Jadehand finds Deuce using a fin to do chin-ups. She drops to the ground and looks around.
"So, are we ready? Where's everybody else? Hey, does that thing have a shower?"
Bride2
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"Hey Deuce. Yes, I think we're ready here. Well, If you've finished shopping for additional weapons and ammo. I think everyone else popped over to the next planet for the more frilly, frou frou bits. I was thinking they would call when they wanted us to meet them, or to tell us they were on their way back here. And Yes, of course there's a shower, mid-ship port. You're more than welcome to partake. I'll be up front, I have a little..um, meditation, to tend to."
*JadeHand shows Deuce the way and manages to find her some shower supplies, shampoo, conditioner, soap, towel. JadeHand heads to the Cockpit. He leans back in his chair and closes his eyes, soon finding himself back on the astral with 2 personas standing before him. Heading down a small spiral to a table, He begins with the man named Forge. Finding his way inside his mind, he finds himself on a native reservation, in a sweat lodge. "This is different". "Yes" The Maker responds "I've no demons for you to fight, no troubles for you to solve. I am a man at peace. You're task is to learn some of our ways, and bring yourself closer to being at peace as well. I will teach you." JadeHand takes a deep breath, and ponders his troubles, what it must be like to see them clearly, and understand them fully. "Very well." He says. "Let us begin." Hours pass and soon the lodge is opened. "You are ready, use your new skills to help him, his mind is far more troubled than mine." Jadehand steps out of the lodge and finds himself back on the astral. He shakes the hand of the Cheyenne, who nods and turns and fades as he walks away.
He turns to face Eric and takes a step forward. Eric speaks, "Your kind is always meddling, what do you think you can accomplish? You hope to fix me, when even Charles has failed?" JadeHand's head drops, his chin to his chest as he shakes his head. "No, Eric. I'm not going to fix you. I don't think you're broken. Odd that you do." He steps forward again and enters the mind of a man troubled by the predjudices of the simple. A man born to a faith, that became a subject of hate. Born with a quirk in his genes, a gift, that only brought more hate. Things out of his control, have made him a victim. His strength has made him free. JadeHand goes to work inside the troubled mind. Destroying the symbols of hatred inside, releasing from cages the memories of those that Eric could not save, the memories that he refuses to forgive himself for, that bring him pain to fuel his return of the hate so generously given to him. Several hours later the exhausted JadeHand finds a doorway opening, light issues forth, and he steps through. There Eric holds out his hand, "Perhaps not all of you are as simple as I thought. I.....thank you." JadeHand shakes his hand, "You're welcome." As the Master of Magnetism fades JadeHand turns and runs back up to the surface and leaps through a light. He wakes with a start still sitting in the cockpit of Ocean Cloud .*
"Huh? what is it?"
*He turns to see Deuce standing behind him wearing fresh clothing and running a towel through her still damp hair with one hand shaking his shoulder with the other.*
"You snore a bit Jade, oh and the radio...." Deuce chuckles and returns to the rear of the shuttle.
*JadeHand takes the radio into his hand and presses the button. "This is Jade, we're ready when you are..."*
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I guess I'm getting a little confused as to where the Shopping Trip people are.
Seryn, ScorpionRegent, Mai, LightMeDark, Serenity, and Citizen took the Nelson from Garrison to a nearby planet for Seryn's medical procedure to turn her baby back on (?!?!) and to do the bulk of the girly stuff shopping. Citizen seems to have gone off alone to make some shady deals with a creepy east-European guy.
Jadehand and Deuce are in a rented hanger on Garrison, inside the brand-new shuttle Ocean Cloud, ready to take off.
McQ and Quincey both seem to have wandered off on Garrison, the former to perform good deeds and the latter to acquire rooms for the night and to go clubbing.
I think I lost track of NoSkillz. Is he still watching the contstruction of Ocean Cloud? Did he bring his tiger with him?
TheRealMe, First Officer of the Sereni-Tree
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Oh, and I have reached the point where the Guide to the Threads contains some kind of summary on every Sereni-Tree thread from the very first up to the present time. Some are done from old memories and need more detail, especially those of the eras of Rukus, the Evil Invaders of the MicroSith corporation, and the Dark Soul. I'll try to get back to those eventually.
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well, the main reason for thew trip was the girly shopping, (the other bit, getting the procedure that temporarily halted the babies development reversed, was just finishing offa storyline that I really shouldn't have started in the first place, seeing as no-one gets it exposition avoidance, its a bugger)
as far as I know, everyone is where you put them, with the possible exception of MCQ who I think is one the commerce planet (anyone want to name it? I meant to go through the planet chart, but i'm blind as a bat) with the bulk of us.
Noskillz may be hiding on the shuttle until is safe to presume he won't be made to carry bags.
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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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"Uh, care if I join for a dip?" Kelly asks.
"I'd be hurt if you didn't."
*Kelly smiles and gets in, only to be splashed by both MG and Ath.*
"Invader's blood marches through my veins like giant radioactive rubber pants. The pants command me! Do not ignore my veins!"
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Ghost rode the pony around for a bit, keeping Shadow in her sight at all times. Seeing Ms. Luthien leave Ghost quietly got off the pony, like Ms. Luthien had shown her, giggling as the animal nuzzled her. Scanning her surroundings, she saw Mr. Captain Safe walking beside Shadow and her pony, talking about something. Neither of them noticing as the young girl walked right out following the direction Ms. Luthien had left in.
Ghost was, by nature, a curious child, she was shy with people she didn’t know well but curious about everything, which explained a little bit of what was about to happen next. Being five…almost six…curious, and a child she didn’t really realize how big their new home was, didn’t realize that she could easily get lost. She was too busy exploring her new home that she didn’t realize how far she had gotten from Shadow.
She had been walking for awhile before she did realize it, tears forming in her eyes as fear began to enter her. She was about to start crying when she heard Ms. Luthien's familiar voice nearby and ran toward the voice stopping to peek in a doorway when she reached the source.
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Somewhere in the market place on the moon adjacent to Garrison.
"No we are not getting tatoo's. We need to get back the fabric shop and disengage the women folk from their fabric fixations, then check the shuttle and then we can all go to dinner and if you want maybe for dessert you can get a tattoo."
Scorpion Regent
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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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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.
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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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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."
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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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"...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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I couldnt help overhearing your conversation and that you reffered to your friend as captain. Im new to the verse and id like to walk it a while any chance theres a job goin on your fine spaceship? ill work for food/mudders milk
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*JadeHand heads to the back of the Shuttle*
"Hey Deuce, I'm going to grab a quick shower myself, keep an eye out for the others that were staying with us here, I think McQ and maybe some others were still about here. If you need me, don't hesitate."
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SR switches on his com-link, "Attention shoppers the shuttle for Garrison will be departing in ten minutes."
*CMS and Mai hear SR's announcement over his comm-link.*
ACK! That's not enough time! We still have very important fabric decisions we must make!
*CMS activates her comm-link.*
Can we get a half hour more? Pleeeeeeeeeeeease?
Serenity, First Officer of Destiny
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*JadeHand heads to the back of the Shuttle*
"Hey Deuce, I'm going to grab a quick shower myself, keep an eye out for the others that were staying with us here, I think McQ and maybe some others were still about here. If you need me, don't hesitate."
"Sure thing, Boss," Deuce replies to Jadehand. She turns back to Noskills, who is sitting at the same table. "Tall card is peach."
Noskills studies his cards carefully. "You could call them."
Deuce nods, shifts all her cards to her left hand, and gets out her com-link with her right.
"Quincey? Quincey? Hey how much longer..."
From a duffle bag sitting upon another table in the shuttle's lounge, Quincey's com-link beeps.
"Hummmph! Looks like she left it behind."
"Meaning what?"
"Meaning she didn't want no calls. Meaning she plans on getting lucky tonight. We might have to go looking for her."
She brings the com-link to her face again. "McQ? McQ? Did you stay here on Garrison or did you run off to Commerce with the others for girly shopping? Hell, do you even have one of these gorram com-links?"
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I couldnt help overhearing your conversation and that you reffered to your friend as captain. Im new to the verse and id like to walk it a while any chance theres a job goin on your fine spaceship? ill work for food/mudders milk
"'Captn' is a honorific lad, but we are on a ship. So tell me are you old enough to be considered an adult in your tribe, society, breeding unit? Have you ever been to space before? Have you ever been banished on account of being, say, clumsy? Do you have any refferences?"
Scorpion Regent
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*CMS and Mai hear SR's announcement over his comm-link.*
ACK! That's not enough time! We still have very important fabric decisions we must make!
*CMS activates her comm-link.*
Can we get a half hour more? Pleeeeeeeeeeeease?
Serenity, First Officer of Destiny
President of the Juggled Gosling Chatroom
I have a live journal: http://www.livejournal.com/users/callmeserenity/
SR hold up his hand indicating for the lad to hold that thought andactivates his comm-link.
"We are running pre flight now and stowing the last of the cargo." He pauses and begins making whooshing noises similar to the sound of a shuttle engine. "Looks like Quincey has a wild hair up her tookus to fly so fifteen looks...," he makes more whooshing noises. "so might be sooner than that." More whooshing."Better hurry." SR deactivates comm link and turns back to the young man.
"So where were we?"
Scorpion Regent
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*Serenity turns to Mai*
Did it sound like he was making whooshing noises into the commlink to you?
Mai: Yes, it did.
CMS: Well, then, 1/2hr it is! Now, which of these two fabrics do you like better?
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She watches with surprise and amusement as he fakes the shuttle noises, a small smile craking her lips, but then abruptly ignores him and turns to the guy.
"Shove references lad, more importantly, what can you offer us in return for all that food and milk? What skills do you have, whats of use to us? Tell me why we should take you on above all the other people who would wish to join us.
*thinks* not that theres many of them
Take your time, don't BS me, just give me an honest answer, when you're ready."
She turns to SR and smoothly removes that small box from his hands.
"Don't open that, not if you value your circulation, not until you've learned the commands and safe words.
It a present, to say sorry to Cozen, for.. well... enforcing a more than common intimacy between him and his pet, simply because I was peeved. It will prove to be a mistake, seeing as it will just make his... hobby... that much easier to accomplish, but I'm learning that not everyone objects to it the way I did. So..."
She turns back to the guy, but continues talking to SR,
"As for the men laughing at me. Lighten up! all that time spent with women and you still don't recognise whim and contrariness?"
and to the guy,
"Well?" *Smiles*
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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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It a present, to say sorry to Cozen, for.. well... enforcing a more than common intimacy between him and his pet, simply because I was peeved. It will prove to be a mistake, seeing as it will just make his... hobby... that much easier to accomplish, but I'm learning that not everyone objects to it the way I did. So..."
"Fair enough. Sometimes I see Cozen as just a romantic in need of a little restrain and subtlety. I guess that's the restraint."
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She turns back to the guy, but continues talking to SR,
"As for the men laughing at me. Lighten up! all that time spent with women and you still don't recognise whim and contrariness?"
and to the guy,
"Well?" *Smiles*
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SR Leans in whispers in Seryns ear.
"Whim and contrariness are undeniably a woman's perogative, but are unbecoming a commanding officer. Touche,...Mil' Lady." SR turns and walks off towards the shuttle feeling suddenly very sober.
Scorpion Regent
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Did it sound like he was making whooshing noises into the commlink to you?
Mai: Yes, it did.
CMS: Well, then, 1/2hr it is! Now, which of these two fabrics do you like better?
Wonder what they are so impatient about? I think we can ply at least another half hour or so out of them... besides it's not like they would just leave us.
Hmmm decisions... well I really like the flowy one with the all the little lace-y bits. As for color... but the other one is so silky and sophisticated... I don't know! It's too hard to decide.
*take out handbag and begins carefully counting coin*
Oh what the heck! Let's just get enough of both of them and decide later. It's not like you all won't be able to use the leftovers for something wedding-y.
Oh and we almost forgot shoes! We can't leave without new shoes!
Mai, Secretary of Unmentionables.
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SR returns and looks the young man right in the eye.
"If you're going to work for Mudder's milk it would help if you had your own goat. You wouldn't happen to have one?"
Scorpion Regent
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"Sure thing, Boss," Deuce replies to Jadehand. She turns back to Noskills, who is sitting at the same table. "Tall card is peach."
Noskills studies his cards carefully. "You could call them."
Deuce nods, shifts all her cards to her left hand, and gets out her com-link with her right.
"Quincey? Quincey? Hey how much longer..."
From a duffle bag sitting upon another table in the shuttle's lounge, Quincey's com-link beeps.
"Hummmph! Looks like she left it behind."
"Meaning what?"
"Meaning she didn't want no calls. Meaning she plans on getting lucky tonight. We might have to go looking for her."
She brings the com-link to her face again. "McQ? McQ? Did you stay here on Garrison or did you run off to Commerce with the others for girly shopping? Hell, do you even have one of these gorram com-links?"
Bride2
"Does this mean we might need go look for them? Cause that might be fun!"
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"Got nuthin' in my hand anyway!"
Deuce drops her cards on the table.
"Hey, Jadehand! We're gonna start rounding up our strays!"
She turns back to Noskills. "Let's go!"
Bride2
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N0Skillz jumps up from the game of cards.
'Finally some action I am around to get in on!' he thinks to himself.
Pulling a couple of .45 cailber pistols outta his carry-on bag, he checks the ammo holster them under his arm. Grabbing a couple of extra clips of ammo, he sticks them in pouches right next ot his guns, N0Skillz reaches for a sword thats about the length of his forearm and sheaths it horizontally at the small of his back.
Looking at Duece he asks the simple, yet complex question, "So, where do we start?"
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"So's arrogance and a lack of any form of recognisable humor, buuuu dy." She throws back.
But he just ignores her, and cause she hasn't done it for a while and figures it might be fun, she sticks her tongue out and wobbles her head in SR's direction.
Then with supreme dignity and grace she stops, composes her face and turns back to the new guy, wondering if she should tell him she's just testing, or rather teasing him already, or just let him answer to hear what he says.
She goes for option B.
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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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Im just about an adult ive been around the core around the core a few times but never hit the outer rings. Ive never been banished but i was barred from a drinking establisjment for starting a brawl on U day. And as for references you'll have to send a wave to my big brother
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'Im a handy guy to have around'
Winks and brandishes a winning smile
'im house trained low maintenance and can make your boat turn on a pinhead'
'Ive got a little money and some diamonds the size of testicles if you want payment'
'Also im a great chef (girls love that), Honestly ill add a whole lotta shiny to your boat!' Whatdo ya say?'
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N0Skillz jumps up from the game of cards.
'Finally some action I am around to get in on!' he thinks to himself.
Pulling a couple of .45 cailber pistols outta his carry-on bag, he checks the ammo holster them under his arm. Grabbing a couple of extra clips of ammo, he sticks them in pouches right next ot his guns, N0Skillz reaches for a sword thats about the length of his forearm and sheaths it horizontally at the small of his back.
Looking at Duece he asks the simple, yet complex question, "So, where do we start?"
“Oh. A plan? See, I’m not that good with plans. I mostly let my Sensei figure that part out, then I help him kill things.” Deuce thinks. “Well, Quincy has always liked snazzy places. Classy guys. Rich ones. When we visited Rukus, she spent all her time with the Simonclones. Wouldn’t touch a Jayneclone. Uh, well she did touch one that once. I mean, all us Brides tried to compare…”
Deuce’s face reddens.
“Well, anyway, then at the Black Diamond resort, when she got all dressed up like that she stuck to doctor and lawyer types. So, I guess we should start looking in the bedrooms of rich and powerful guys. Or in five star hotel rooms.”
Deuce gets a concerned look.
“Probably a lot of those. I bet it’d be easier to track down a cyborg walking around town.”
Deuce pulls a chainmail vest over the t-shirt she is wearing, then the top of her gray sweats over that. She grabs her pair of sheathed katanas in her left hand.
“I’m ready!”
Deuce starts walking to the hanger exit.
Bride2
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Did
Oh and we almost forgot shoes! We can't leave without new shoes!
Shoes! Of course!
*The women pay for their fabrics and rush across the street to the nearest shoe store. 20 minutes later they head back out onto the street, laden with boxes and bags.*
Wow, Mai, you are a marathon shopper! I am impressed. I didn't think it was possible to buy that many pairs of shoes that fast! But, I guess it really is time to be heading back.
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"So no goat then? Will you excuse us for just a moment?" The young man wanders off a distance to give SR and Seryn some space. SR turns to Seryn "He'll probably mesh with the rest of the crew. I don't see anything uniquely special about him. We seem to have a abundance of crew all ready so I can't say I really see true need for the lad, but some of the single women might find excuses to keep him. I suppose Jet and I could put him in some sort of apprentice position in engineering when he wasn't working the galley and with the crew as large as it is he could surely help out in the infirmary when things go wrong again, that is if he can stand the sight of blood. You could turn him into a proper pirate, one whose true loyalties are only to you if anybody asked you could say you hired him as your "Man servant" but the crew would smile and whisper. Somehow I think he's too good natured for that. Oh buy the way these are for you." SR hands Seryn a box half the size of a shoe box."
Seryn opens the box to see a pair of matching bracelets with attached rings.
"I couldn't possibly...,"
"I got gifts for a lot of the crew so don't think that it's something its not. I just thought you would appreciate it and I came into some money before Boros and I want to share the wealth."
Scorpion Regent
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Needy sat upright on his bed in the room Seryn had set aside for him.
It was a modestly sized room, but he didn’t feel comfortable in there. He felt as if he was stealing – settling in a room he knew wasn’t really his. As a result, he would only lie on the bed, he didn’t feel right in getting into it.
Odd really, since his profession revolves around him getting into other people’s beds.
Actually that wasn’t accurate. Although he had on occasion travelled to see a client specially and spent his time in another person’s bed. He didn’t sleep in it. He only slept in his own – the one at the companion house, where he also had most of his client’s visit him.
As he sat on the bed, with his back to the wall, he read through the pages he had printed off – the records of “his” previous visit to the Sereni-Tree
The records contained not just written files but also photos and video. He studied the photos that showed “him” and Serenity hugging each other upon “his” arrival, and he watched footage that seemed to show “him” sitting by himself, talking to himself.
It was all very bizarre, and offered no real answers other than the crew had been right, Needy had visited, but whether it had been him or not was not clear. He certainly didn’t remember ever wearing a dress… at least not that one.
Then Needy recognised something.
The date of these records, when he was supposed to have visited, conflicted with his birthday.
He knew exactly where he was when these events were supposed to have taken place. And he knew who he was with. He would never forget that day.
These records were a lie. Or at least, the Needy that was pictured was a fraudster.
Serenity had told him that the “Needy” that visited her was slightly odder than usual – and she came to believe that it wasn’t the man she knew.
He now believed her.
He had begun to question his sanity, and it hadn’t helped when he saw the footage of this character talking to himself, but now he knew the truth, or at least a portion of it.
I’ve never been here before… but somebody would like people to believe that I have.
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Needy. Male Companion:
First Boy Whore of Destiny
Incredibly Confused Companion of SereniTree
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Who was this man that had visited?
An impostor that intended to frame me for something?
Or could it have been something more innocent? Another me – a twin?
No, I’m an only child… but then again, Luke Skywalker thought the same thing.
A clone?
Certainly many have gotten close enough to seize the opportunity to grab a sample of… whatever bodily fluid they need.
But why clone me?
I offer my services freely!
Well, not freely, but... wait, am I too expensive?
Did someone clone me so that they could get their hands on their own version of the Needster?
No, that’s ridiculous… there’s much better specimens out there to clone, why copy me?
That leaves…
Oh no! Evil dopplegangers.
But I didn’t notice a twirling moustache, or even an evil goatee.
Maybe he shaved.
The swine!
This is insane.
What am I talking about?
It's impossible…
But here I am looking at evidence that it’s true.
Hell, I should know over the past couple of days that the impossible can happen, and it has.
Maybe I'm losing my mind.
Maybe I’m dead already and this is all one big dream.
None of it makes sense and I… I still haven’t come to terms with... *whatever* has happened to me.
Am I a mutant, a ghost?
How can I explain it?
I can't.
I’ve been shot countless times but here I am without so much as a scratch.
I caught my leg earlier on a jutting table, scraped it up good – within minutes it had healed over.
That device used on me at Boros might have caused some residual side-effects – maybe that’s the reason for the new me.
I just hope it didn’t change my body too much, I hope I’m still… well, potent.
Needy buried his head in his hands, trying to at once both make sense of these things and forget about the reality of them.
He tosses the papers from his hands, sending them into the air until they fall down again, some on the floor, some on the bed beside him
One catches his eye.
It’s the “Guide to the Sereni-Tree” that got printed due to his name mentioned in the crew list.
He had skipped it by before, ignoring its relevance.
But now in his moment of despair he gazes at it and smiles.
The guide has not brought relief, but escapism.
There in front of him lies a detailed description of the ship and it’s features.
It amazes and amuses him.
He reads about how the Sereni-Tree “folds space-time in higher dimensions” which accounts for the reason why there are so many on board and why it is a lot bigger than it seemed when Safe’s ship approached it.
He reads on.
Chocolate Jacuzzi’s, Piffleponies, the list goes on.
It sounds ludicrous and exciting all at the same time.
Suddenly, the weight of a thousand mysteries is lifted from his mind, as he wonders about the full scope of the ship.
“Forget that” he says, jumping off the bed to his feet. “I’m checking this place out for myself”
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Needy. Male Companion:
First Boy Whore of Destiny
Incredibly Confused Companion of SereniTree
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WSYB walks back over with that trademark smile and a very sexy physique
Engines I can do no problems give me a spanner and a direction and im there.
Doctorin,after a few unfortunate incident with the business end of various weapons i can handle anything that you can throw.
Pirating, well i've never really been a big fan o the law and so i could quite easily do robbin and thevin and possible burglarin.
As for the boy whoarin, well, i dont want to blow my own trumpet but im really good at that!
And sorry overhearin things i aint supposed to is a really bad habit o mine. So? Do i get the job?
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"Hey look at these!" Citizen shouted opening one of the crates. He heaved out an auto-targeting "SMART" rifle. "Locks on to IR signictures and aims automatically!" He said with glee. "Hey, you guys, don't you think these are cool?" He finished expectantly.
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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"Oh, no more! I was kind of kidding. You're in, I never really had a say in the matter no how. If the rest of the crew can stomach ya, then welcome aboard. Kelly could always do with a hand on high days, and you heard all the other stuff SR said."
Looks back at the box agan, and mumbles a thank you at SR, then clicks her fingers in a gesture for the store clerk with the cart to follow her.
"I have to get back to the shuttle, I'm expecting a delivery of bed linens to replace the ones the rabbits savaged, and a lifetimes supply of vitamins and supplements,which I have to sign for. Plus supplies for the infirmary which I figured we needed.
And if you're wondering where the money is coming from, i'm signing it all to my mother-in-laws account, so if you want anythin' just let me know."
*grins*
*rolls eyes at SR disapproving look*
Back on the shuttle, she picks up the communit and dials the hangar on Garrison.
"Jadehand? Jade? You there? Hello?"
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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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You've...been expecting me? Why?
Other PR: I'm you future self...I've done everything you've done. I've been in the situation that you're in right now. With a future version of me telling me that he's been in the exact same situation that I was in then...or...now I suppose.
*PR blinks as he stares at future PR and takes in what he's saying.*
*Blink.*
Now I know why I confuse other people so much.
Future PR: It's okay, you'll understand. Here, sit.
*PR sits down opposite future PR.*
Thanks.
Other PR: You see...a while back...I learned that I needed to travel to a certain time in the past. To a place...the SereniTREE.
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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Uh oh. *senses time travel paradoxes ahead*
I can tell just finding the right tenses to use is going to give me a headache.
*activates scanning device to detect problems in the space/time wotjamacallit*
I'm detecting multiple fluctuations; some minor discrepancies like people meeting their future selves, information being given about yet to happen events, nothing that would cause a prob...
My gosh.
I've just picked up something... this can't be right... two women in a shoe shop for less than twenty minutes... and they actually bought not one but several pairs of shoes? Without planning to return them later? This breaks every law of time known to man! I fear something terrible is going to happen.
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Originally posted by Bride2:
“Oh. A plan? See, I’m not that good with plans. I mostly let my Sensei figure that part out, then I help him kill things.” Deuce thinks. “Well, Quincy has always liked snazzy places. Classy guys. Rich ones. When we visited Rukus, she spent all her time with the Simonclones. Wouldn’t touch a Jayneclone. Uh, well she did touch one that once. I mean, all us Brides tried to compare…”
Deuce’s face reddens.
“Well, anyway, then at the Black Diamond resort, when she got all dressed up like that she stuck to doctor and lawyer types. So, I guess we should start looking in the bedrooms of rich and powerful guys. Or in five star hotel rooms.”
Deuce gets a concerned look.
“Probably a lot of those. I bet it’d be easier to track down a cyborg walking around town.”
Deuce pulls a chainmail vest over the t-shirt she is wearing, then the top of her gray sweats over that. She grabs her pair of sheathed katanas in her left hand.
“I’m ready!”
Deuce starts walking to the hanger exit.
Bride2
Following Duece out of the Hanger. He suddenly has an idea. Turning to Shadow he simple states "Think you can find her buddy?" and Shadow bounds off, jumping his way to the rooftops
Seeing Dueces raised eyebrow, N0Skillz quickly explains "He's a predator, I think he can track something as easy as us Humans. Now lets find that Cyborg."
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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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*twg watches SW fiddle with his wotjamacallit. He didn’t get a drop of chocolate sauce on it...impressive. She dives under the surface and gulps down some of the chocolate goo. She bounces to the surface*
Whoa...I think...*she takes a mouthful again...and another...then she just keeps slurping it down. Simon is watching her. She smiles at him.* I think someone made some changes to the chococuzzi. There’s vodka in here.
*she takes a few more swallows, working up her nerve to accost him in front of Ath, Kelly, and MG, then paddles over to Simon. She reaches forward to brush his hair back from his face, leaving a small trail of vodka flavoured chocolate.*
Ooops. Silly me. *she leans in and slowly licks the chocolate from his forehead and cheek*
Splashy splashy?
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"...turn right at the corner then skip two blocks...no, SKIP, the hopping-like thing kids do...Why? Why not?"
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I am giving you a choice. Kill yourself or someone you love.
*lmd's head snaps forward.
No! Not mai!
*SR gives lmd a questioning look
Oh, sorry...must have fallen asleep waiting for our beloved indulgent shopper types...I thought you'd said something.
*elemdee looks down sheepishly
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To save Wash’s Brother from confusion, there are actually several different active groups of Sereni-Tree-ers operating right now.
On the planet Garrison in a rented hanger is Jadehand in the new stealth shuttle of his design, Ocean Cloud. Leaving that same hanger is Deuce (Bride2), N0Skillz, and the latter’s tiger companion Shadow. They are going to search the streets of Garrison Town for Quincey (Bride5) who is off partying and McQ the cyborg who is busy extorting ammunition and upgrades.
On Commerce, a moon of Garrison, is a group that took the shuttle Admiral Nelson for a mostly girly shopping trip for the upcoming wedding of CallMeSerenity and SoulOfSerenity. These include (CallMe)Serenity, Mai, Seryn, LightMeDark (the male whose job it is to carry packages), ScorpionRegent, and Citizen. The latter two have had some shady dealings of their own. Wash's brother has been talking to Seryn and ScorpionRegent of this group.
PsychicRiver is off in spacetime somewhere talking to his once or future self, having traveled there in the Blue Box of his father-to-be SimonWho.
Pretty much everyone else (including everyone in the vodka-chocolate jacuzzi) is on the Sereni-Tree, our starship in orbit around Garrison.
EDIT: While talking in the chat room, McQ said that he made it back to the shuttle, and I checked earlier in this thread. It turns out that he is correct! So perhaps Bride2 and N0Skillz will follow his footsteps all around town and back to the hanger, or perhaps they meet him coming in to the hanger while they are coming out.
TheRealMe, First Officer of the Sereni-Tree
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Feeling a little cramped and being the only one currently in the shuttle, McQ decides to step out once more and await the others to return. He sees Jade working on Ocean Cloud and wanders over to observe him working.
"Would you happen to require assistance?" he asks.
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To Seryn: "Yes we're here, what's your ETA of return? do you need any help over there?"
*turns to McQ
"Welcome back, no, we're all good here."
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Wow, Mai, you are a marathon shopper! I am impressed. I didn't think it was possible to buy that many pairs of shoes that fast!
Oh, that's nothing, I once bought an entire years worth of shoes in one weekend shopping trip! We must go shopping more often I haven't had that much fun in a very long time. Well, unless you count,... ah but that's a whole other kind of fun... um yeah, so pretty shoes. yay!
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I've just picked up something... this can't be right... two women in a shoe shop for less than twenty minutes... and they actually bought not one but several pairs of shoes? Without planning to return them later? This breaks every law of time known to man! I fear something terrible is going to happen.
*mysterious something wicked this way comes music plays throughout the Sereni-TREE and back on the shopping planets*
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I am giving you a choice. Kill yourself or someone you love.
*lmd's head snaps forward.
Uh-Oh. That can't be good. Well, at least we will have fashionable footwear when evil comes callin' this time.
Mai, Secretary of Unmentionables.
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McQ nods and returns to the shuttle, awaiting the return of the others. He decides to hook up to his new small generator and recharge his power curcuits as he waits.
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Originally posted by seryn:
if you're wondering where the money is coming from, i'm signing it all to my mother-in-laws account, so if you want anythin' just let me know."
SR is beside himself, "You have a sky's the limit exspense account and now after I've been throwing away my cash all day you tell me I can charge it? You are too cruel!" SR turns to the newest crew member. "Lad was there something you wanted for your last birthday that you didn't get." The young man nods.
"Well then go buy it! Consider it a advance on your first pay, and get back in twenty minutes."
Scorpion Regent
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The heavily modified Errant class transport floats in the space above Boros. Inside, a fist slams down on a control panel.
“What do you mean you can’t find it?? I gave you its location, drew you a map, and you tell me you can’t find it?? Why do I always get saddled with hulking imbeciles?”
Finally, having had enough of the stranger’s attitude, the pilot stands. At six foot two inches tall, two and a half feet wide at the shoulders and barrel-chested, he was indeed a hulking man.
Towering over the stranger scowling, the stranger can see where the pilot got the name Bear. The stranger draws his gun pointing it at Bear and holding up a bag of coins with his other hand. “Ah ah ah! If you want to get paid, behemoth, you’ll sit right back down. See I have the gun and the money, so I make the rules”
“I wouldn’t shoot him if I were you” the copilot sneered. “You’ll only make him mad.”
The navigator snickers “Let it go Bear, he’s paying us enough to put up with his lip. Lets just focus on finding his "jewel"”
Looking around at the three men that comprise the crew of the Dagger, the stranger is struck by the thought that the only thing keeping them from forcibly taking the money and tossing him out the air lock was not his gun, but the thrill of the chase.
The thought that there was nothing he could do to intimidate these men sent chills down the stranger’s spine. After all, intimidation was his game.
Safeat2nd, Chief Handyman of Destiny
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Ghost watched from the doorway as the silly adults continued playing in what looks like chocolate. She did wonder what they were doing, she never saw adults act so silly, and had never seen anyone swim in chocolate. And some of the adults were kissing. Kissing boys was gross, ‘Specially the way some of these adults were.
Silently sneaking into the room she continued to watch the adults not noticing the small bit of chocolate on the floor until she slipped on it, her legs flying from beneath her, her body hitting the ground with a thump.
For a few minutes she was silent, then her eyes filled with tears and she began to cry.
Shadow was enjoying the ride, she never noticed when Ghost disappeared. She'd never ridden a pony before. For a few hours she forgot about responsibility, and acted like the ten year old she was. Noticing Mr. Captain Safe walking towards her she slowed the pony, and allowed him to walk beside her.
Their conversation was light, no mention of her and ghost’s past, or why they were in the shuttle in the first place. He was more interested in how she and Ghost were settling in, and if she was having fun riding the ponies.
That conversation suited Shadow just fine, but she knew eventually she’d have to talk about their past. Looking up from the conversation she scanned the area for Ghost almost falling off her pony when she saw the pony ghost had been riding grazing in the field Ghost nowhere to be found.
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Safe stands at the fence, one foot on the bottom rail, his forearms resting on the top rail.
Kelly had asked him to keep an eye on the girls while she ran an errand. Safe had a feeling there was more to it than that, but held his tongue. Besides, he didn't mind one bit. It was nice to relax for a bit without someone shooting at him.
Safe lightly vaulted the fence and walked towards Shadow. They were due for a talk, but he didn't want to push to hard, just lay the groundwork.
It was light talk, and Safe was happy to see that she was relaxing a bit, when the panic jumped back into her eyes hard and heavy, nearly knocking her from the horse.
Curse him for getting too caught up in the momment. Safe snaps his head around looking for the threat.
They were alone. No one else was there. What had caused the panic?? Then it hit him... where was Ghost??
Safeat2nd, Chief Handyman of Destiny
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Originally posted by Aprilise:
Ghost watched from the doorway as the silly adults continued playing in what looks like chocolate. She did wonder what they were doing, she never saw adults act so silly, and had never seen anyone swim in chocolate. And some of the adults were kissing. Kissing boys was gross, ‘Specially the way some of these adults were.
Silently sneaking into the room she continued to watch the adults not noticing the small bit of chocolate on the floor until she slipped on it, her legs flying from beneath her, her body hitting the ground with a thump.
For a few minutes she was silent, then her eyes filled with tears and she began to cry.
Kelly is giggling--giggling!--for the first time in ages as she splashes around in the chocolate. Having only drank Elven wine and ale, Kelly finds the vodka to be quite tasty, and can't help but lick her fingers. All in all, things are going well.
Then she hears a plop, and a small cry like a wounded bird. Quick as a flash, Kelly is out of the jacuzzi, dripping chocolate on the floor as she runs over to Ghost who is clutching her bottom and crying.
"Aiya, little Ghost, how did you find me? And where's your sister?"
Ghost looks up at Kelly, huge glistening tears in her eyes, and Kelly realizes that she is lost. Quickly drying herself off, she helps Ghost up, smoothing her hair behind her ear. She shoots an apologetic look toward Ath and the others and grabs Ghost's hand.
"Let's find Shadow, OK?"
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