The Sereni-Tree, More Shopping, and Some Peril

POSTED BY: TheRealMe
UPDATED: Wednesday, April 26, 2006 02:08
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By this time, TheRealMe, still hiding in the Dagger, hears the scream of Safe's ISSCV dropship as it is landing. He leaves his hiding place and takes a look out the window, seeing Soul's arrows scatter the bunch of goons. It seems that they had been carrying three unconscious men.

One of the thugs seems to be making his way inside. TheRealMe readies his pistol. As the guy enters, TheRealMe takes aim, then presses the button to shut the hatch. The thug is surprised. TheRealMe smiles. "Hi. If you stay REALLY still, you might not get shot."

Into his com-link, TheRealMe says, "Soul? Safe? This is Me. The guy who just entered the Dagger? I got him covered. I'm sure he'll have lots of interesting stories to tell us once you are done outside."




TheRealMe, First Officer of the Sereni-Tree

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Commerce moon in the back of a very large cab:

As SR and McQ are rolling at high speed across town SR turns to McQ "You are all sorts of large are you aware of that? Not your choice I'm sure." SR looks out the window and sees a familiar site. SR taps on the glass for the driver to pull to the curb. He then opens the door and leans out. "Hey sparky! If you're lost, you should come with us we can get you back to TRM as soon as we find Miss Serenity and Miss Seryn."

Sparky rolls over to the cab recognises SR and McQ and climbs into the back seat.
The ISSCV screams by over head.

SR tells the driver, "Were late now and my friend here will be very upset if he misses his sister's birthday party so better dial up the speed."

As they careen across commerce city McQ asks SR should they forward the maps and coordinates of groundside Tree crew the ISSV dropship. SR says he couldn't think of a better idea. He toggles up his comm-link to connect with the ISSCV, while McQ sends the information.

"SR to ISSCV McQ is sending you maps with GPS coordinate ans sattelite imagery of the locations of all groundside Tree personel on Commerce. I am making my way across the city in a cab with McQ and Sparky. Citizen and Mai are together near the market place. TRM is in the Dagger. The remaining two locating cursors on the map would likely be CMS and Seryn! We are heading towards that location now."

Scorpion Regent

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(ooc- EEK! What? No body said anything about executin'! Seryn is simply sitting there, beeping away, providing a nice blinky light on screen for you to all converge on and pick up Serenity, then she's getting up and leaving, no one said nothing about no executing!) oh, and Sparky was doing the admirable job of rounding up all of our dropped shopping bags, It was a hard days shop and I think I speak for both of us whan I say that we are not leaving the planet without those shoes!)

Seryn shifts her weight from one dead butt cheek to the other, keeping her ears pressed against the door, listening out for any sounds of movement or action. An idea occurs to her, slowly she feels along the edges of the door, finding the locks, than she crosses to the other side, finger probing the old wood until she finds the hinges. She smiles "It's my lucky day..." The hinges are old, rusted, but also simple, a classic loop and pin design. The pins are rusted in place, but slowly she begins to work them free, using the ropes from around her wrists to cushoin her finger tips. She works them both loose enough to pull out quickly, then sits back and waits again.

(ooc- sorry, I just can't sit around waiting for someone to decide to write me a death scene! )

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Heinz looks up from the cortex and notices that Serenity is awake.

“Glad to see you are finally back among the world of the living.” Heinz says with a nasty grin. “Now we can get down to business”

He is interrupted by a knock on the door. And a soldier enters.

“Excuse me sir, but we found a woman snooping around outside.”

“So? On this miserable plant, most people snoop. It’s their lives.”

“Ummm... she seems to be connected to the winged woman.” The man stammers as Heinz continues to look on, unimpressed. “She may have a communicator or friends…”

“So what? She could have a satellite GPS device with her. It will do her no good. You think the Blue Sun would want anyone the least bit skilled at electronics snooping on one of their labs? Do you??” Heinz yells spraying spittle on the soldier “No they wouldn’t. This place is so shielded we could set off a large explosive in here and no one would be the wiser, you imbecile!! Now get out!”

As the soldier turns to leave, Heinz casually pulls his gun and shoots the man in the back of the head. Two guards appear at the sound.

“Change his clothes, douse him in liquor and toss him in the alley with the rest of the empties. If you’ll look in the hole in his head, you’ll find it quite empty. Make sure no one else suffers from the same ailment”

Heinz thinks for a moment “A friend of the winged girl eh? Hmmm… Keep the other woman close. I may need her yet…”


Safeat2nd, Chief Handyman of Destiny

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(ooc - oh cheers...)(half/ooc - Seryn gets a sudden inkling, and starts looking around for a piece of paper upon which to write her last will and testament)

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citizen wrote: "Let's get moving, I've got a track on Seryn and we don't want them getting too far away, oh and take this." He said handing over a small compact sub-machinegun. "You can't ever have enough weapons."

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*stares at the new weapon like it may jump up and bite*

Oh God, please don't make me have to find out how this thing works.

*watches as the crimnals pass by* Well, it's now or never. Thinking of Serenity and the baby, steals herself to come out from hiding. *Looks to Citizen and gestures toward the evil men then makes the move across the alley to follow them.






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"Don't worry." Citizen said falling in behind Mai. "Just point that bit at them and pull the trigger."

He checked that the alley was clear and ducked in on the trail of the guards.

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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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originally posted by Seryn ...through 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

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*Serenity gets a quick glimpse of Seryn being dragged past the room she is in.*

Oh no! They’ve got Seryn, too! I hope she’s the only one they’ve found.


*Serenity is very glad that Heinz has been so distracted in the controller room. After several agonizing minutes where she nearly cuts off all circulation in her right hand, she manages to free her left. Now, she is just waiting for the right moment...*

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Originally posted by safeat2nd:
Heinz looks up from the cortex and notices that Serenity is awake.

“Glad to see you are finally back among the world of the living.” Heinz says with a nasty grin. “Now we can get down to business”

He is interrupted by a knock on the door. And a soldier enters.

“Excuse me sir, but we found a woman snooping around outside.”

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*Serenity uses the distraction to slip her freed hand into her pocket, searching for her comm link. Her hand, however, finds something else first. Her pocket knife! She'd forgotten she had it on her. She quickly grabs it and brings her hand back behind her, slipping it through the ropes once again. She fumbles a bit, but manages to open it, while trying to pay close attention to what Heinz is saying, all the while looking like she's not doing anything.*

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"She could have a satellite GPS device with her. It will do her no good. You think the Blue Sun would want anyone the least bit skilled at electronics snooping on one of their labs? Do you??” Heinz yells spraying spittle on the soldier “No they wouldn’t. This place is so shielded we could set off a large explosive in here and no one would be the wiser, you imbecile!! Now get out!”

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Well, then, guess it doesn't matter that I couldn't get to my comm link. And it's no reason to panic. Soul will find me anyway. *She tries to comfort herself with this thought. She is very uneasy at hearing Blue Sun mentioned. *

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As the soldier turns to leave, Heinz casually pulls his gun and shoots the man in the back of the head. Two guards appear at the sound.

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*She nearly cries out at seeing the man shot so casually. But she pushes back the fear rising in her and forces herself to think only of keeping her baby safe. *

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Heinz thinks for a moment “A friend of the winged girl eh? Hmmm… Keep the other woman close. I may need her yet…”

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Oh dear! A grand entrance and a daring rescue would not be amiss right about now!

*Serenity forces herself to remain calm as Heinz turns back to face her. She clenches the knife in her hand and steels herself for what she knows she must do.*

Serenity, First Officer of Destiny
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From MUCH earlier (the last thread, in fact):

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Originally posted by TheRealMe:
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...”

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*Washie stands facing The Real Him wrapped in her burgundy colored top sheet wiping sleep from her eyes. "Hey. Good ta see ya," she smiles as she opens the door. They sit on a bench at her table, her tucking the trailing end of the sheet between her breasts as he pretends not to watch.

"How's life been? I've enjoyed the heck outta my rest. Needed it more than I needed to deal with some of the shipboard intrigue. I do have some great ideas for a wedding present for the happy couple and baby gifts for those who are enceinte. Sometime in between naps somebody waved me a message about a choco-jacuzzi and a shopping trip. You get in on that action at all?"

TRM clears his throat, ignores the jacuzzi question and just says, "I've missed you. Good that you got the rest you needed but we could use your services as Ship's Counselor when you're of a mind to get back to work."

"Yeah? Ready to report to duty, Sir," Washie gives a poorly done salute owing to her using an elbow to keep the knot at her chest secured.

Washie raises one arm and yawns, her palm politely covering her mouth as she does. The First Officer and Ship's Counselor seem terribly drowsy all of a sudden, TRM yawns too and sways a little on the bench beside the touseled woman.

"Can I get you some tea or something? Sweet Buddha, but I'm fixin' to pass out here on this seat, don't know why, don't need anymore sleep, certainly. Can't imagine wha.." She ends the commentary on another yawn.

TRM stands up to catch Washie as she slumps down, her head caught on his arm instead of on the hard table it was aiming for. He carries her to the bed, his arms angling her feet down to be tucked beneath the comforter. She's sound asleep bunched up in the sheet she had earlier tucked around herself to answer him at the door.

TRM hesitates, warring with his concern for her modesty and her need for comfort, smiling as he realizes what she'd say about that, and takes that grinning thought as impetus to bend to her form, untucking the wine-colored sheet from her chest and unrolling the sleeping woman from the cocoon. Her hair is wrapped around her now after the sheet is half off, and in untangling her from the long strands, TRM accidentally awakens her.

Washie murmurs sleepily, smiles and pulls him down to the pillow next to her head. TRM feels more drowsy the closer he gets to the bed and suddently has neither the will nor the energy to rise. He fades from consciousness partially prone on the bed, booted feet hanging off the edge, his face pressed half on Washie's pillow, half into her neck, her wavy hair against his cheek.

They sleep. For almost a week.

~One week later~

TRM wakes to find himself naked, his clothes scattered hither and yon like so much flotsam and jetsam on the shores of Washie's quarters. If the state of his limbs twined with Washie's equally unclothed ones is any indication (and his memory tells him it certainly is), their chakras are likely in finer tune than even the last time they were in this bunk together.

He presses a good morning kind of kiss on her lips and waits for her to rouse. Nothing.
"Washie, ummmmm, time to get up, gotta figure out what day this is, for one thing, and what jobs we've both got left to claim, for another." The woman slumbers on. He checks her vital signs, sees nothing to indicate she's anything but sleeping. He carries

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