The Sereni-Tree, More Shopping, and Some Peril
POSTED BY: TheRealMe
UPDATED: Wednesday, April 26, 2006 02:08
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Okay, Seryn, but I've got to stop and rest a moment! Whew, I'm out of breath!
And my feet are killing me!
*Serenity plops down on a nearby bench next to an elderly couple, who glance at her wings and skootch further over to the other side. She digs through her pockets until she finds a water bottle and takes a sip.*
I just need a minute, promise!
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Seryn pulles off one of her super comfy boots and holds it out to Serenity.
"Its no use asking you what size you are seeing as these were specially made for me, but see if it fits.
no getting attatched now, y'hear, they are my favorite boots!"
as Serenity starts to pull the first boot on, she takes the other off, loosening the laces and undoing the ankle zip to help speed things up.
Concious of the Security guy watching them, she smiles, and in her best breezy manner opens a link to TRM.
"Hey, we're on out way, just sorting out some sore feet, if you could swing round to the drop off point near the front of the docks, that would help an awful lot."
She turns back to Serenity,
"Sorry to rush you sweetie, Do they fit?"
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At a landing pad at the opposite end of the landing facility from the Nelson, the four men disembark the Dagger. As soon as they do, the stranger, aka scar man, rushes off.
“Where’s he off to?” Jennings jerks a thumb in scar mans direction.
Bear watches the man disappear around the corner “Who cares. At least he’s out from under foot.”
**
Three buildings from the Nelson’s hanger, the three men watch as crew disembarks from the Nelson. A transaction takes place and the Nelson and lifts off again, leaving some crew behind, but not the one the men were looking for.
Grunt lowers his field glasses “Looks like they rented that hanger, so most likely the others plan to come back here. I think I should stay and keep an eye on them.”
Bear looks back over Grunt’s shoulder at approaching figures. “I have a better idea.”
Scar man walks up flanked by two Alliance soldiers, his cockiness restored and the sneer on again graced his ugly face.
Bear leans over and says something quietly to Jennings, causing the other man to smile.
Jennings approaches scar man and puts an arm around his shoulder, guiding him away from the soldiers. “Here’s the plan, see… We have to follow the shuttle to… Commerce, most likely. You’ll have to ask your two new friends to stay here and keep an eye on…” The two men turn back to glance at the Alliance soldiers only to find them lying on the ground at the feet of Bear and Grunt.
“My, whatever could have happened” Jennings asks in barely concealed mock surprise, while scar mans jaw drops.
“Dunno,’ Shrugs Bear. “They fell asleep” he says at the exact time Grunt says “Bumped their heads”.
The two big men look at each other, grin and say simultaneously “Drunk!”
“Well we can’t just let them sleep in the middle of the street.” Jennings says nodding towards the alley.
Bear picks up each soldier by the back of their coats, like luggage, and tosses them into the alley like rag dolls. He then follows Jennings and scar man into the alley, where they take the soldiers coats and hats.
At the mouth of the alley, Grunt talks to two teenagers “See that man with the scar back there, that’s my captain. Those two soldiers are too drunk to work so my captain needs some volunteers to watch a hanger for secret Alliance reasons. We’ll give you the hats and jackets and this.” Grunt hands each, now very eager teenager, a few credits. “Think you can do that?”
“Yessir!!”
**
On Commerce:
“How long do we have to wait?” Scar man whines.
Bear glares at him “Open your mouth again, little man, and I will twist the top of yer head off.”
He turns back to what he was watching. From his vantage point in the alley, he can see over the heads of the crowd the group of women standing around a park bench. Beside them, a man stands in a Planet security/information uniform looking very bored.
The Security/information officer looks around casually, momentarily making eye contact with Bear before letting his glaze drift on.
Bear turns to Grunt “Jennings has made contact”.
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Originally posted by wildigstart:
*she doesn't like the look of those flashing lights and that vector...presses com*
ME and everyone, I respectfully request all shuttles, I repeat all shuttles and crew members to return to home as soon as possible. I've just tracked a shuttle arriving in the area...from the same vector from which we came. I don't like it. Gather up the ladies and get them on board NOW.
*com off.
McQ hears the message on his comlink and again looks around to see if any of the shoppers are anywhere nearby. He sees none of them in his position outside the hanger so he decides instead to try an arial view. McQ steps away from the hanger and activates his jetpack. Metallic wings flap out on each side as he takes flight, hovering over the hanger and looking into the crowds.
Bystanders watch with interest as the cyborg takes flight, thinking something more amazing may be about to take place. Using his robotic eye, McQ again scans the crowds but can't seem to find any of the 'tree members. He flies a little further and still doesn't find anyone so he returns to the hanger and lands as the wings flap back within the jetpack.
"Where could they be?" he asks aloud to himself.
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*JadeHand reaches into his bag and produces 2 9mm Berettas and 4 extra clips. He hands them to NOSkillz.*
"NOS is right, as many of us that can need to get back on the Tree now. SR, Take everyone back on the Nelson . Sorry NOS, I'm staying. We'll take Ocean Cloud off this rock once we've found Quincey. Besides I have a few things left in my bag of tricks that may come in handy."
*JadeHand pulls out the laser pistol confiscated from the Bluehands prior to his trip back to the surface of Boros, He checks the battery, And tucks the pistol into his belt. He removes 2 more pistols from his coat pockets, pulls back the slides on each one and returns them to the pockets.*
"Oh, How many grenades did you need?"
*JadeHand turns back to face SR and the others*
"Go on, someone has to stick around to look after the Captain. We'll be fine. Get the Nelson back to TWG. "
"Shadow, Which way?"
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WSYB stepped up to the discussion holding a weird looking rifle. He was a young guy, late teens, who didn’t look old enough to be trekking around the stars but he’d had plenty of life experience so far. He wore brown leather boots that were scuffed and battered, loose denim jeans with lots of pockets (most of them filled with various useless things). He wore a v necked blacked t-shirt that showed off his physique. He had a toned but not large body; he got his exercise from life but had the strength to do anything that was demanded. Over this was a brown flying jacket; on the sleeve was a shield with a Falcon on it, the symbol of the Ariel youth military academy. His parents hadn’t be firm believers in the alliance but terrified of them so he was sent to the academy every summer for seven years. He learned lots of useful skills but not a career. At age 14 he ran away escaped from the camp and got a few jobs in the city. He became a jack of all trades (kind of how he was now) and got in a few scrapes and met a few women. The real university of life. Then he met Seryn and SR and here he was. He had longish black hair that was swept to the left side of his face half covering his eye. He had that trademark smile and deep hazels eyes which added to his charm. The final nail in his appearance was a small scar about an inch long far back on his left cheek. He’d gotten it as a child but his parents would never tell him how, he’d concocted many stories about explosions and bear fights but it was a mystery.
"Im coming too. I dont know this girl but i have a strong tendancy to stand up for strangers and i can be of help" He reached into his bag and removed a flak jacket with at least two dozen different grenades strewn around it. He then put it on and threw his bag to SR.
"This gun is my prised possesion. Its a 12 terra watt pulse rifle. At 50ft it'll punch through any light armour at 10 it'll blow a hole in a ship. ive got three pulse cartirges for it which will each last about a day and recharge themselves in about the same time."
"I can handle whatever they can throw"
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Ooh Seryn, they're very comfortable. That really helps!
*Serenity wiggles her toes a bit, trying to alleviate some of the swelling in her feet and ankles.*
Okay, I think I'm ready to go again. Can I get a hand up off the bench?
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Okay, I think I'm ready to go again. Can I get a hand up off the bench?
The Security/information officer offers his arm and a warm smile.
In the alley across the road, Grunt takes his cue, removing a small bag of coins from his pack; he makes a slit in the side with his knife, steps into the street and tosses the bag high in the air down the street.
As the bag spins through the air, the slit widens and the coins start flying out. The crowd goes nuts and push as one towards the coins. The group of women is scattered.
The security/information officer grabs Serenity’s arm “This way miss. It’ll be safer close to the buildings. We can wait there for your friends to re-group”
He guides her across the street through the crowd. The mob cut Seryn off and she quickly losses them in her effort to keep everyone together and not lose their packages.
Thinking quickly, Seryn drops her packages and draws her guns. Pointing them skyward, she squeezes of two shots. Responding to this Mai, causes a blinding light show.
The result of the two actions shocks the crowd into cowering silence. Both women look around frantically for Serenity. There is no sign of her or the officer.
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*Serenity allows the security officer to lead her away from the crowd. They head off between some buildings, towards an empty alleyway.*
*Serenity hears the gunshots and turns around.*
What was that? I think that was Seryn!
*As she turns around, Mai blinds the crowd with her light. Serenity is momentarily blinded, also.*
*It is in the moment that everything falls apart. She feels two large arms come around her, pinning her arms and wings to her sides. Before she can make a sound, something is shoved over her mouth. She fights briefly against the arms and the cloth over her mouth, but she soon fades into darkness.*
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Soul sits up suddenly from where he has passed out beside the jacuzzi as a jolt like lightning races through his body.
Serenity!
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