On the Way to Persephone #3- Life On Board Serenity
POSTED BY: SameErtia
UPDATED: Monday, May 1, 2006 22:29
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*Ertia pouts.* "Oh come one, ya act like it's the only time ya ever came under friendly fire."
They come into the galley, and find the others already assembling. Except River, who is sorting through the heap of protien bars on the floor.
"Oops! I'll clean those up!" Ertia crawls down to help.
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*Meanwhile, On High Charity..*
Dammit, dammit, dammit! *Explosions sound as the mercenary ships continually attack HIgh Charity. The automatic weapons system is beginning to suffer damage*
*Ari runs into XIII on his way to the gunners chair, noting that the captain is holding a detonator in his left hand*
XIII: Already sent Lance and the others out on the shuttles. One left for you Ari.
Ari: Captain, I've been flying with you long as I remember. I aint gonna leave you to die to these merc scum! Okay, I realize we're mercs too, but that don't change a thing.
XIII: Take the shuttle. I'll be fine.
Ari: Liar.
XIII: Of course I'm lying, that's what I do! Now, once you *another blast rocks High Charity, as a klaxon begins to sound. XIII recovers,continuing his speech* get outta the fire, send a distress signal to Serenity. They gotta pick you and the others up. Just play passenger awhile until they get to Persephone, then make your way. Get your ass out of here, before I have to use my captain voice.
*Ari departs in Shuttle 4, looking at the battered High Charity through the windshield. Tears form in his eyes as the enormous ship explodes, not before wiping out the merc ships*
Goodbye, Captain.
Moi Passepartout
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Originally posted by SameErtia:
*Ertia pouts.* "Oh come one, ya act like it's the only time ya ever came under friendly fire."
*Pain says to Ertia*
Well those times were different. During those times I didn't have a trigger happy girl shootin' at me with a machine gun.
*Ertia just sticks her tongue out at him as they enter the galley*
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They come into the galley, and find the others already assembling. Except River, who is sorting through the heap of protien bars on the floor.
"Oops! I'll clean those up!" Ertia crawls down to help.
*Pain watches Ertia clean up the mess River made as he sits down in a chair, putting his feet on the table, unslinging his AK and putting it in his lap as he says to the Captain*
So Cap'n what have we got now?
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WWJD: What Would Jayne Do?
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INT. A HAZY, DIMLY LIT ROOM
A uniformed man is desperately searching for something, emptying desk drawers, tearing down wall paintings...he pulls a small device from his belt to see a display that reads:
03:41...03:40...03:39...
"Gorramit! It was supposed to be here!"
He stops, detecting a faint audible voice...
"Jeo-shung yong-jur goo-jang. Jien-cha yong-chi gong yin..."
He trys to shake the cobwebs and the voice from his head...there, on the floor amongst the scattered old bound books from the glass case he'd pushed open and busted...priceless bound relics from Earth-That-Was:
THE ART OF WAR by Sun-tzu
Snatching the tome from the floor, he tries to pry it open, but it won't budge...but of course, why would it?
"Jeo-shung yong-jur goo-jang. Jien-cha yong-chi gong yin..."
His knife...from his belt...he jams it in the tome, prys the ever-lovin hell out of it...*POP*...sure enough, hollowed out "relic". Inside, his quarry: the journal of...
INT. POD
"Jeo-shung yong-jur goo-jang. Jien-cha yong-chi gong yin..."
He wakes from the hazy dream, sees the book...the journal, clutched in his hand.
"The journal of...who...what?"
The pain in his head...splitting...
"Jeo-shung yong-jur goo-jang. Jien-cha yong-chi gong yin..."
Darkness...
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*Ari's shuttle closes in on Serenity as he activates the distress signal. He attempts to sleep and forget everyone who died against the mercs, and XIII's final sacrifice. He also nurses the wound that crazy merc with the automatic gave him*
*On Serenity's bridge, a distress signal resounds..*
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Wash:Mal, now we're gettting a distress signal from a, hold on I have vid.
*They see Ari appear on the screen*
Ari:I am the gunner from High Charity.....The rest of the crew and well ship are gone....there are two shuttles that are carriying who is left, if we get your permission to board sir we just need safe passage to Persephone.
Mal: This is not a good day is it, he says under his breath....OK,,,hold here, we'll see what we can do...We need to deal with this pod first.
Wash: Mal, we gotta think bout that one real soon, the Pod is pretty much out of life support...we HAVE not choice but to deal with this one first Mal
Mal: OK then, we will......starts to leave and says to Wash, Tell the other two shuttles to hold. Mal makes his way to the galley and sees everyon there.
Mal:We have two scituations here. One, needs to be taken care of now and I mean now.....We have a Pod that has life on it but no activity and the life support system is failing..I want you guys to get the Pod in here as quickly as possible, Dong Ma? The other scituation we can deal with when this is over.....We have two shuttles carrying what life was left from High Charity before she exploded.
*Fly gasps and covers her mouth with one hand...Pain looks intent at the captain,,,Ertia looks at the table with a tear in her eye,,,,and JRC shakes his head*
Mal: OK, do what you guys do best.....
*Mal heads back to the Bridge*
"Don't forget to call him "Sir." He likes that."
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"Oh gorram. We never should have left them like that." *Ertia can only stare, blinking at the table.
Simon speaks up. "The injured are first priority- Kaylee, Ertia, can you help me set up triage in the cargo bay?"
Zoe takes the lead, "I need two volunteers to take a shuttle and meet that pod- rescue anyone you find. Everyone else with me to the Cargo Bay to help bring in the shuttles from the Charity."
Everyone looks around at each other for volunteers.
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JRC volunteers for whatever he can do, but he's feeling quite useless, having to carry his HK and a crutch. "I can try to provide some security when the shuttles come in, but other than that, I'm feeling I'll be in the way." Simon looks at his leg, noticing the stain of dried blood on his pants. "You can walk around some, but you overexert it, and you'll undo my work. Come with me to the infirmary, we'll try some of that Medi-foam."
Everyone dies alone.
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Ertia runs around the ship, collecting blankets, water, and every emergency med-kit and dragging them to the cargo bay.
Her breath aches in her chest. Once more, they'd run when they aughta fought. Or maybe they'd fought when they all aughta run? Heck, she just doesn't know anymore.
Jayne and Pain head to the shuttle and warm it up to go retrieve the pod and Ertia can only hope that they make it in time!
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Location: Shuttle #2
*Pain starts to close the airlock door when he sees Fly running towards him. He pushes the door back as Fly says*
Can I come with you guys?
*Pain smiles and says*
Well it's pretty much just a standard docking procedure but if you wanna come with then I guess it's alright. *nods in Jayne's direction* You could help restrain Jayne from touchin' all the buttons and such. *smiles at Fly as they hear Jayne say*
Hey!
*Pain let's Fly in, closes the airlock door, then the shuttle's door, sits in the pilot's seat and says*
Everyone secure. *looks back at Fly as she gives Pain the thumbs up, then at Jayne who just grunts* Ok then lets get this show on the road.
*As Pain begins with the departing sequence Jayne says*
There's a road?
*Pain rolls his eyes as Fly lets out a groan*
*Pain counts down from ten as the shuttle slides out via the docking clamps. Pain reaches zero as he hits the button to release the shuttle from the clamps and heads out to the escape pod*
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WWJD: What Would Jayne Do?
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