The Sereni-Tree, More Shopping, and Some Peril
POSTED BY: TheRealMe
UPDATED: Wednesday, April 26, 2006 02:08
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From the Leighton Docks starport on the shopping moon of Commerce, TheRealMe broadcasts to the Sereni-Treers:
"Hello. I've found their ship. It matches ThatWeirdGirl's description, and its engine core shows recent use. It's called Dagger. They landed it within sight of where our own Nelson had been parked. They must have been tailing us. Seems like the work of pros.
"Anyway, I over-rode their security and got in. Nobody home. It's engines aren't even online, so they aren't planning to leave any time soon. They aren't bringing Serenity here. There is another destination for her that they had in mind.
"Say, here is a recent note about some kind of payment expected from a man named 'Heinz'. Does that mean anything to anybody?"
OOC: Seryn, your plot might not work if they only care about Serenity and ignore others. SR, great idea for the next thread name.
TheRealMe, First Officer of the Sereni-Tree
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In a palace in the Garrison Chinatown, where N0Skillz, Jadehand, Deuce, Wisp, and the tiger Shadow have tracked down Quincey and her captors:
Jadehand is choking the robed man with one arm, and has a gun at his head. “Let her go!” Jadehand repeats.
“Most assuredly!” the robed man replies. He reaches up to lightly touch Jadehand on the arm and Jadehand is suddenly paralyzed. With minimal movements of his arms and body, the robed man sends Jadehand and his weapon flying in separate directions, to land with great force on the stone steps of the staircase. “She shall be released once she has been reunited with her husband. You interlopers are interfering with a private family matter. I strongly suggest that you remove yourself from this place.”
Howling a battle cry, Deuce leaps forward, one blade extended to spear the robed man through the heart. But he claps his hands together on each side of the blade, stopping it an inch away from his chest. She swings her other blade in a great arc to chop off his head. Somehow, while still holding the first blade in place, he ducks the swing and performs some kind of kick over his back that sends Deuce’s second blade flying, to clatter on the stairs below.
The robed man smiles. “That was not an entirely incompetant attack. You have some natural talent. However, your ki is entirely unfocused. You waste tremendous amounts of energy with each attack, with each movement, with each thought. However, with some training, you might prove yourself to be an adequate fighter.”
Deuce actually growls as she attempts to free her remaining blade from the robed man’s hands. She tries to punch him in the face with her free hand, but somehow he bocks with his elbow.
To the rest, the robed man calmly adds, “I suggest that the continued use of firearms might imperil the life of the one you wish to save. None of you seem to be very good shots. Oh, and you may refer to me as Mister Chin.”
“MMMMMRRRF!” the bound, gagged, and blindfolded Quincey says from behind Mister Chin.
Mister Chin makes a slight movement, and suddenly he is wielding Deuce's katana and she is weaponless.
Without turning away from the rescuers, Mister Chin calmy informs his subordinates: "Take the honored Mei-ling Kuin to the shuttle pad on the roof. I shall hold our guests here." The four guards grab Quincey and continue up the stairs.
With Quincey out of sight, N0Skillz takes a shot at Chin. Deuce's blade flashes in the old man's hands, parrying the bullet.
Quincey, Bride5
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SR perks up from a slouch in one of the shuttles acceleration couches. "We are now otherwise instructed! Besides backup has to be close enough to be useful." SR turns to LMD and Cozen, "You boys hold the fort."
SR and McQ exit the Nelson and head towards Citizen's signal.
As they march along SR ponders the capabilities of his cybernetic companion.
"McQ can you overlay Citizen's signal and the signals from the rest of the tree's crew on top of GPS data and realtime sattelite imagery? If so, you could give us a excellent perspective where everybody is." SR queries
Scorpion Regent
McQ stops and rests his blaster against a nearby wall. He bring up his right forearm before him and a little satellite dish rises out and opens from within his arm and a visual screen also reveals itself from within his forearm. The mini satellite dish rotates a few times as McQ tries to scan the surrounding area.
"I'm picking up a reading," McQ starts. "A big structure on the other side of town ... things seem a little heated ... in another area I detect some sort of scuffle - seems to be a small group." McQ lets SR get a look at what his mini satellite is picking up. "Seems for one thing, we're on the wrong side of town." He closes the visual screen and mini satellite back into his right forearm and picks up his blaster. "If we're going to be of any use, we better get moving."
SR agrees as the two head off in the direction of the large structure.
"Wait," McQ starts. "I can get us there faster with my jetpack - that is, if you're willing to go for a quick ride."
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*JadeHand crashes hard into the wall, and falls onto the first few steps leading down. His head hurts. He tries to reach up to touch it, but his arm doesn't respond. He tries the other arm and gets only the slightest of motion, just enough to push him self onto his side against the wall. He tries to get a look down the hall to check on the others, but his eyelids...so...very heavy. "Quin's Married?" is the last thought to cross his mind. Blood dripping from above his eyes onto his face, the last thing he sees, before his eyes slam shut, and he loses consciencousness.*
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Originally posted by McQ:
McQ stops and rests his blaster against a nearby wall. He bring up his right forearm before him and a little satellite dish rises out and opens from within his arm and a visual screen also reveals itself from within his forearm. The mini satellite dish rotates a few times as McQ tries to scan the surrounding area.
"I'm picking up a reading," McQ starts. "A big structure on the other side of town ... things seem a little heated ... in another area I detect some sort of scuffle - seems to be a small group." McQ lets SR get a look at what his mini satellite is picking up. "Seems for one thing, we're on the wrong side of town." He closes the visual screen and mini satellite back into his right forearm and picks up his blaster. "If we're going to be of any use, we better get moving."
SR agrees as the two head off in the direction of the large structure.
"Wait," McQ starts. "I can get us there faster with my jetpack - that is, if you're willing to go for a quick ride."
OOC McQ you are aware that the rescue of Quincey is taking place not on the moon Commerce where we are, but on the main planet of Garrison. If this seems like a soap opera on steriods it's because it is.
Scorpion Regent
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The quality of the light changes once again, and this time when she opens her eyes they are in a low ceilinged room, all once well built and fitted out, but now run down and really desperetly in need of contract cleaners.
The guys holding her arms stop, another guard emerges from the back of the room, gun pointed straight at them until he's close enough to recognise them.
He lowers the weapon, grins, then nods his head in Seryns direction. "Whats that?"
The guard pulls her forward and shrugs "She was with the other one, the winged woman everyones so intersted in. Jumped us in the ally, screaming like a banshee."
"Did it not occur to you to just shoot her?"
"well yeah, but didn't know if they wanted bodies leavin around the place, like to get the authorities excited"
"yeah, whatever, shove her in that cupboard down the way, its got a lock on it, and keep her quiet"
The guy moves off, towards a door way she can make out now that her eyes have adjusted. He opens the door and lingers, watching them lead her past, and throught the arch Seryn sees the most welcome sight since Green & Blacks brought out their drinking chocolate. Serenity, sat in a chair towards the centre of the room. Seryn struggles, trying to give herself time to make sure that Serenity is pretty much unharmed. Apart from being tied to her seat she seems to be coping. Rather than scared the expression on her face seems to be defiant and controlled.
Seryn smiles, "it worked, the damn stupid plan worked!" as long as the others got there soon, she was close enough to Serenity for them to track down this building. She stops struggling, letting the guards pull her away, she even keeps still when they whack a strip of tape across her mouth.
She listens to the sound of the door shutting and the lock sliding into place, then slips her hands around in front of her, pulls the tape off her mouth and sits with her ear against the door, listening out and amusing herself by trying to remember the words to old pop songs and weighing up the merits of the various theories over what the island from Lost actually is
(OOC - I'm not sure what you mean TRM, does the above make what i'm trying to do any clearer?)
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KermieMal, I never Know what the heck you're talking about.
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Originally posted by ScorpionRegent:Quote:
Originally posted by McQ:
McQ stops and rests his blaster against a nearby wall. He bring up his right forearm before him and a little satellite dish rises out and opens from within his arm and a visual screen also reveals itself from within his forearm. The mini satellite dish rotates a few times as McQ tries to scan the surrounding area.
"I'm picking up a reading," McQ starts. "A big structure on the other side of town ... things seem a little heated ... in another area I detect some sort of scuffle - seems to be a small group." McQ lets SR get a look at what his mini satellite is picking up. "Seems for one thing, we're on the wrong side of town." He closes the visual screen and mini satellite back into his right forearm and picks up his blaster. "If we're going to be of any use, we better get moving."
SR agrees as the two head off in the direction of the large structure.
"Wait," McQ starts. "I can get us there faster with my jetpack - that is, if you're willing to go for a quick ride."
OOC McQ you are aware that the rescue of Quincey is taking place not on the moon Commerce where we are, but on the main planet of Garrison. If this seems like a soap opera on steriods it's because it is.
Scorpion Regent
OOC - Yes, I'm aware of that. Although this is getting confusing with both Quincey and Serenity needing rescuing.
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I’m staying with the ship. I’ll need a few hands to stay as well, the Doctor and maybe a few folks to help me defend and coordinate. All those under 18 years of age will stay on board, that includes Piff, Fishie, Ebo, my son if he ever returns, and our newest arrivals, Ghost and Shadow.
*twg turns to the departing group* Be careful down there.
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"What about us Mr. Captain Safe Sir" Shadow asked quietly
*she takes a seat on the bridge and begins filtering the data* Girls? Would you like to help me? I need two very responsible people to relay important command decisions. Would you like to be Ensigns?
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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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Originally posted by thatweirdgirl:
I’ll need a few hands to stay as well, the Doctor and maybe a few folks to help me defend and coordinate.... Would you like to be Ensigns?
*Sobering up as best he can, cozen suggests to LMD:*
Ought we not immediately volunteer for anything TWG asks?
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I thought so....
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Originally posted by McQ:
McQ stops and rests his blaster against a nearby wall. He bring up his right forearm before him and a little satellite dish rises out and opens from within his arm and a visual screen also reveals itself from within his forearm. The mini satellite dish rotates a few times as McQ tries to scan the surrounding area.
"I'm picking up a reading," McQ starts. "A big structure on the other side of town ... things seem a little heated ... in another area I detect some sort of scuffle - seems to be a small group." McQ lets SR get a look at what his mini satellite is picking up. "Seems for one thing, we're on the wrong side of town." He closes the visual screen and mini satellite back into his right forearm and picks up his blaster. "If we're going to be of any use, we better get moving."
SR agrees as the two head off in the direction of the large structure.
"Wait," McQ starts. "I can get us there faster with my jetpack - that is, if you're willing to go for a quick ride."
SR ponders the possibility of hanging on to the cyborg whilst in flight.
"Too much attention, besides we're back up remember. So relay all the information you just accumulated to TRM in PDF or whatever format these com-links favor and we make our way towards the center of attention like every body else." SR steps one foot off the curb and raises a arm holding a small wad of cashy money. "TAXI!"
Scorpion Regent
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