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On the Way To Persephone #4- Life Onboard Serenity

POSTED BY: SameErtia
UPDATED: Wednesday, May 10, 2006 19:03
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Thursday, May 4, 2006 12:37 AM

Location Infirmary:

Fly and 13 are now both reading the map. Fly takes a break and says,,,,,
Fly: Wait, I know what this poem means.... I think....hold on...Simon, give me your encyclopedia.
*Fly talks into it. Planet. Osiris. Description.
The machine comes back with: Osiris is the heart of the Alliance's Judicial branch. Here the high court hears important cases. Their decisions affect the interpretation of the parliamentary law with repercussions throughout the system. The court is.....she hears Egyptian God, building........The University of Osiris......she hears medical school...The corporate office of the Blue Sun Corporation .....The complex is off-limits.....The very latest in security...........Landing on Osiris is restricted, though not as.......you need to see your lawyer, you'll usually be permitted to set down.....University students and their parents are always welcome.....

Fly:Damn Simon...the poem,,,,The Island is Osiris.....underneath the deep blue sea is the Blue Sun Corporation building....now we have to figure out what the shiny is for you and me, and where exactly it is. Lemme look at that map one more time, I think I saw something, I'm not sure.
*Simon hands her the map and both she and 13 look at it....Then 13 and Fly look at each other...
Fly: 13, you are the key
13: I see


(if you have the Serenity RPG Book, the whole description of the planet is in there, if not I'll point out major issues)



"Don't forget to call him "Sir." He likes that."

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Thursday, May 4, 2006 12:39 AM

OoC: thanks for the warm welcome



One Day.
One Mission
One Army of Browncoats.

On June 23rd, We Aim To Misbehave.
www.SerenityJune23rd.com

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JRC
Thursday, May 4, 2006 8:32 AM

JR had made one more round of the ship, including the infirmary where Simon checked the wound on his leg. "It's coming along rather well. Guess you can say I do good work, huh?" JR doesn't take kindly to braggerts, but the Doc does have a point. "Yea, I reckon you do, Doc. How's coma-boy doing?" Simon tells him, "He's doing alright.....By the way, once again, why DID you shoot DW?" JR can't help but roll his eyes. "Once again, like I told Cap'n, he was spying on us, I swear! Then, the worst part, he and River had a little exchange, saw him almost fall down, then tell her she's not the only Reader on board. I know I ain't the shiniest apple in the bunch, Doc, and I couldn't let him smart-talk his way past me. I don't trust him. Going back to my bunk now, need some sleep. Good luck with Fly and 13 on that map or whatever it is."

Everyone dies alone.

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Thursday, May 4, 2006 3:41 PM

In the galley, Ertia and Kaylee dig through cupboards, and manage to come up with something passing for lunch.

They both look up from the stove as Pain comes in. Ertia grins, and Kaylee stares.

"What?" Pain looks around him, and then behind.

Kaylee manages to wipe a finger across her lower lip, and turn her smile downwards to the boiling pot.

"Nothin'." Ertia shrugs, "Just maybe you forgot somethin'?"

Pain smirks, "What? Figured if runnin' around the ship nekkid was good enough for you..."

Now Kaylee chokes in disbelief, staring at Ertia, "You did WHAT?"

Ertia blushes and shuts her eyes. "ACCIDENT! I heard gunfire and I ... oh... never mind! Pain, Go put a shirt on!"

Kaylee shakes her head. "Nah! Don't! It's shiny!"

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Thursday, May 4, 2006 4:17 PM

*Pain says to Ertia with a gin on his face*

Yeah sure it was an accident. How do I you don't do that for all the cute mercenaries?

*Ertia rolls her eyes at Pain and mutters something under her breath. Pain walks out of the galley, stops, pokes his head in and says to Kaylee*

Yeah I think I'll put a shirt on. Wouldn't want the doc to think I was moving in on his girl again.

*Pain strolls to his bunk, opens the hatch, and out of the sight of the ladies.*



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WWJD: What Would Jayne Do?

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Thursday, May 4, 2006 7:41 PM

(WAKE UP JONESIE! PLEAAAASE! THE ALLIANCE UNIFORM IS JUST SCREAMING TO BE PUT INTO USE!!!)

The key? Okay,now I've got an idea. Maybe it wasn't all Wesley that created me, considering he wouldn't have access to a tenth-generation microprocessor and the proper polymers and such, he'd need a benefactor, an outside contributor..

*Fly, Simon, and 13 all say at the same time..*

Blue Sun!

Simon: It makes sense...they're the only corporation with access to enough funding and equipment to create such a sophistacated robot..umm, cybernetic organism. But Wesley was the only person who could even do it. But why would he even create a machine? urrr.cybernetic organism. No offense, but a machine has no purpose if it can form its own thoughts, make its own actions.

*A look of dawning comprehension passes over Fly's face*

They're still after River, aren't they? I mean, they wouldn't give up searching for so much time and effort. So, they decided to send in an infiltrator, someone who would gain her trust, and at the right moment, snatch her up and deliver her right to their doorstep.

*Simon's hand grips a nearby scalpel lightly as 13 shifts nervously*

13: I refuse to accept that. I have never even thought about Blue Sun, let alone taking...

Simon: Maybe that's the idea. They probably programmed something into you, a trigger of some kind, that would cause you to formulate an alternate reason for kidnapping River, give you a synthetic amnesia about who she is and who you are.

13: So you're saying I'm a slave? That..that the only reason for my existence is to take an innocent girl hostage, and then to just be destroyed for scraps? *He chuckles bitterly* I'm starting to regret using the legs that she made for me...would've been less dangerous...

*He notices the scalpel clutched in Simon's hand, and pulls a torturous, hollow half-smile*

What are you going to do, doctor? Cut my throat? Afraid that won't do a thing. This would, though. *With lightning speed, he draws Fly's pistol from her own holster, and presses it directly above his heart* This is the location of my CPU. Pull the trigger, and your sister is safe. Don't, and wait for the consequences.

*Hand shaking, Simon drops the scalpel, and grips the gun with a sweaty palm*

Fly: Okay, SImon, just calm down...I'm sure there's another way to stop him from..

13: How, Fly? Lock me inside a bunk? I'll tear down the doors. Toss me in the airlock? I'll cut through. Make a choice, Simon.

*the doctor's finger closes over the trigger..*

(I'll let Fly solve this dilemma. Please do not kill me, as I truly want to be permanent. It's gonna be a challenge, but try your best.)



I think a little chaos is in order.

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Thursday, May 4, 2006 7:49 PM

whoa! Good post, 13! I'm like... 78.93% certain that Simon won't pull the trigger. That's like...mostly, right?

Oblivious to the happenings in the infirmary, Ertia and Kaylee dish up soup for themselves and settle at the table, still giggling about Pain's lack of shirt.

Mal strolls in and takes a look into the pot before dishing up a bowl. "What'r you two all chipper about?"

"Nothin, Captain." Ertia manages with a straight face. "We were just making fun of Pain, a little, is all."

"You both know he owns a gun, right?" Mal teases, "Speakin' of guns, Ertia, you and your pair of cohorts should clean the weapons in the gun locker today. No tellin' what might happen on Perseph..."

River runs in, eyes wide with panic. She grabs the back of Mal's chair, and cries out in an anguished voice, "THE SECRETS ARE COMING OUT! THEY'RE OVERRUNNING. OVERFLOWING! You have to stop him!"


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13
Thursday, May 4, 2006 8:03 PM

(nice River reaction, Sam! I don't think Simon would pull the trigger, but that's up to Fly, I guess.)

(such is life, and such is death.)

Enter River...

She screams but the sound doesn't register. They struggle with her, confusion and disjointed thoughts..they can't see what's happening, they have to know!

(where the hell's her brother? the infirmary, with fly and 13. get him in here quick, and bring some meds!)

They won't care..they'll just put another pill down her throat, soothe her with sugarwater and cold medicine...just make him stop...

Meanwhile, in DW's confinement...

*DW collapses to the ground, vomiting and nearly seizuring. So many emotions are mixed inside his head...fear, hate, despair..it's all too much..*

*He wipes a trickle of vomit from his mouth, and stutters..*

What the hell are they doing up there?

I think a little chaos is in order.

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Thursday, May 4, 2006 8:27 PM

OoC: Nothing to see here

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Thursday, May 4, 2006 8:42 PM

*Pain hears River screaming as he climbs out of his bunk. He sees Ertia, Kaylee, and Mal struggling with her, trying to get her to calm down and tell them what's wrong. Pain steps in and says*

What's that crazy moonbrained sister of the doc screaming about now?

*Ertia, Kaylee, and Mal are too bust trying to calm River down to give him a nasty look. Mal says to Pain*


Don't know yet but we'd appreciate it if you'd help out here.

*Pain walks over to them and tries to help but River breaks free of Ertia's grasp and runs for the infirmary, still babbling her cryptic speech. All four of them follow after her as she runs down the stairs and stops in front of the entrance, pointing at Simon, who's shaking and sweating, holding a gun to 13's chest. Mal is the first to speak and says*

Someone want to be tellin' me what in the tian xiao de is goin' on here?

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