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The Sereni-Tree and the Neverending Peril

POSTED BY: TheRealMe
UPDATED: Tuesday, May 9, 2006 03:53
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Sunday, May 7, 2006 2:10 AM

*Ath and Kelly travel past the castle (does Ath look back? Surely not, sir, not Ath!), eventually running across a stream. Having nothing better to do, they decide to follow it.

After a few hour's march, Kelly's elven nose picks up the scent of salt water. Picking up their pace, they eventually find themselves on a beach. Not just any beach, however, but the apotheosis of beaches. White sand, without a single washed-up sea creature, clear blue water, gentle waves. Also on the beach are a couple of beach chairs with umbrellas, a fully stocked bar, and a large hammock made for two, tied between two palm trees.

Ath walks over to the bar and looks around.*

"Dang, looks like we have to help ourselves. What would you like?"

"Invader's blood marches through my veins like giant radioactive rubber pants. The pants command me! Do not ignore my veins!"

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Sunday, May 7, 2006 3:12 AM

Quote:

Originally posted by CallMeAth:
"Dang, looks like we have to help ourselves. What would you like?"

"Invader's blood marches through my veins like giant radioactive rubber pants. The pants command me! Do not ignore my veins!"



Kelly appears not to hear Ath at first. She is staring at the sea, letting the rush of waves and wind and the low, mournful cries of the gulls wash over her like a living memory. She knows in her bones that she is facing West, West where her Elvenhome of everlasting joy and light should lay, but it's not there. She's not there. Her eyes are level with the grey horizon where sea meets sky, but her soul pushes futher, trying to reach her kin, to hear their clear voices again. But it's in vain.

"Kelly?"

Kelly turns around, the wind blowing her hair wildly around her, and for a moment Ath sees her filled with light, the ring around her neck glowing red with fire. His eyes widen, but Kelly smiles and the image is gone. He sees her take a breath, let out a laugh like water falling over smooth stones, and suddenly the spell is broken. She is young and free again, and she skips over to her winged hero and plants a kiss on his cheek.

"Pina colada, please. And can I have one of those little paper umbrellas?"

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I love my Captain



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Sunday, May 7, 2006 3:18 AM

Quote:

Originally posted by TheRealMe:
"Well, this is a rather low-tech answer to weapons technology, but I suppose that will save us power. These are mostly for close-in fighting, I expect, or otherwise you would need to take into account enemy velocity and light-speed lag. Perhaps we can install computers with prediction algorithms. Still, if your target changes course, we wouldn't know it until the light arrived.




"Well if we are in front of them, they won't see the projectile till it hit's them and they probaly won't see it any way. Besides if the Tree is traveling at say 10% of C and we shoot a projectile it's still traveling at 10% of C too plus the added vector of the launch."

Quote:

"Also, I've been conducting experiments in metallurgy involving blades with mono-molecular cutting surfaces. Perhaps projectiles of that sort would make these weapons more effective. But as you say, we can also launch rockets that have their own motive power."

TheRealMe muses.



"Just one of the multitude of possibilities. I can strap a rocket and a guidance system onto one of these and some small direction gas jets and it's a guided missle masqueradeing as a low tech giant arrow. The other ship can say, 'You're silly I'll just dodge that.' Then the rocket fires and homes in on the other ship's engine, boom.


"You know, TheGreyJedi was also an enthusiast of low-tech weapons. I'll have to take you up to the roof sometime to see his MaRTHA: 'Mighty and Righteous Trebuchet, Hellacious Armament'.




Yes I have heard talk of this in hushed and reverent tones.


Quote:

Wisp takes a pipette of one liquid and places it on a piece of scrap. Nothing happens
“WOW im in awe!” says TRM
“Wait”
Wisp then places the scrap on a very large pile of scrap and drops a pipette of the other liquid on top of the first. The pile of scrap immedatley melts leaving a molten mess on the floor.
“Good enough for ya?”




"That's great we can save that for a truly special occasion. Now please clean in up before it eats through the hull and leaves us sucking vacuum."


SR looks at his watch and turns to TRM and Wisp.

"Gentlemen it's been a very long day. I need to put my quarters in order and get some sleep. If anything comes up you know where to find me." SR then turns to Snarky

"Snarky I am going back to my quarters. I thank you greatly for all your help. If you like you may run self diagnostics and recharge your power cells. When you next see me let me know if you find any problems. You can talk to the DRD's if you like or shut down your outer systems."


As SR enters engineering he hears the the muffled sound of some one crying. He walks quietly across the deck till he finds Jet sitting with her knees against her chest sniffling. He slowly walks over and sits down next to Jet and hands her a bandanna out of one of his many pockets.

"Are you hurt?" he asks

Jet shakes her head and wipes her tears.

"Did some one die?"

Again the head shake, followed by a nose blow.

SR slowly puts his arm around Jet's shoulders.

"Then it's not so bad. Talk to me."

Scorpion Regent

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Sunday, May 7, 2006 3:20 AM

Quote:

Originally posted by KellyofLuthien:
"Pina colada, please. And can I have one of those little paper umbrellas?"



"Hmm, I probably shouldn't have given you the idea that I know how to make drinks. That has coconut juice in it, right?"

*Just then, Ath notices a drink guide under the bar. He carefully reads the recipe, then mixes Kelly a drink.

Fortunately, Ath is momentarily blinded by the reflection of the sun off the surf, and doesn't notice the face Kelly makes.*

"Do you like it?"

"Um, yeah," Kelly just manages to say. "It's great!"

"Invader's blood marches through my veins like giant radioactive rubber pants. The pants command me! Do not ignore my veins!"

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Sunday, May 7, 2006 3:52 AM

Quote:

Originally posted by CallMeAth:

Fortunately, Ath is momentarily blinded by the reflection of the sun off the surf, and doesn't notice the face Kelly makes.*

"Do you like it?"

"Um, yeah," Kelly just manages to say. "It's great!"

"Invader's blood marches through my veins like giant radioactive rubber pants. The pants command me! Do not ignore my veins!"



Kelly gulps her drink quickly, hoping Ath doesn't notice the twitch in her eyes every time she swallows.

"Thanks. How about something less....well, less alcoholic?"

Ath rummages around for a bit before producing two waters with fresh fruit floating in them. As Kelly drinks her water, the rum hits her in one fell swoop. Apparently Elves can't handle rum very well. Kelly giggles.

"What?" Ath asks.

"Oh, nothing. You're cute," she giggles again.

"You look flushed."

Kelly rummages in a beach bag nearby, putting some sunscreen on her face. "Don't worry about it! I'm fine, I just--OOH, SNORKELS!"

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Sunday, May 7, 2006 1:10 PM

Wisp clears up his chemical spill then returns to his room and gets out a small computer terminal. As he turns it on it reads advanced bio-molecular chemistry. Then a screensaver of a semi-naked woman appears. Wisp begins to look for new exciting bombs to make before falling unconsious and drooling over the keyboard

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Sunday, May 7, 2006 2:25 PM

*JadeHand opens his eyes. He sits comfortably in the Captain's Chair of the bridge of the shuttle Ocean Cloud . He shakes his head to clear the recent images of his visit to the Blue Sun cruiser and the inner workings of the minds of those he has recently visited. He stands and walks to the rear of the shuttle, dropping articles of clothing along the way. He steps into the shower and turns up the water pressure in order to beat the blood from his body. Soap and water push the dried mess from his flesh and hair. His head hangs. Shame? Horror at what he's done? Maybe. Regret? Pity for those that came against and injured those he cares for? Not so much. His head drops further. As the reddening water slips off of him, only minor wounds are revealed. The blood... isn't his. The bruising at his side shows he still needs a visit to the doc. Hopefully Simon isn't overly busy with the others. Hopefully his patient has recovered.
JadeHand finishes cleaning his hair and body, turns off the water and steps out to dry himself. He shaves his face and trims his beard. He looks into the reflection of his own eyes, and sees something he's not seen in far too many years, and shudders at the thought of losing it again.
He steps out and finds a change of clothes, collects the others and drops them into a bag to be cleaned. Dressed and closer to ready to face the others, he gathers his bag and his new briefcase of goods. He steps to the front and deactivates the SEP. Others in the hanger become aware of the presence of Ocean Cloud just as the hatch opens and JadeHand steps out. He closes the door behind him and strolls out of the Hanger bay, down one flight of stairs to his room. He stashes his goods, unloads some of his bag, and begins the process of cleaning his clothes. With everything tidied, he heads off to the infirmary to be evaluated by the doc. Hopeful that not too many of his friends are in need of their own treatment.*

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Sunday, May 7, 2006 4:27 PM

Quote:

Originally posted by ScorpionRegent:
As SR enters engineering he hears the the muffled sound of some one crying. He walks quietly across the deck till he finds Jet sitting with her knees against her chest sniffling. He slowly walks over and sits down next to Jet and hands her a bandanna out of one of his many pockets.

"Are you hurt?" he asks

Jet shakes her head and wipes her tears.

"Did some one die?"

Again the head shake, followed by a nose blow.

SR slowly puts his arm around Jet's shoulders.

"Then it's not so bad. Talk to me."


Jet sniffs, and looks away from ScorpionRegent, lifting her glasses to dab her eyes on the corner of the bandana.

“It’s nothing, Warren, it’s just… We had some good times here, TheGreyJedi and Needleseye and I. Grey taught us things, amazing things about all his inventions. He was self-reliant, a loner. He was a hard guy to get to know, but we knew him, Needle and I. When I started working down here, I felt at home, for the first time since we Brides got here. Tinkering around, fixing this ship, it was something important. The three of us had good times together.

“But Grey left, and it seems Needle joined him. Why didn’t they take me with them, too? I’ve been wondering about that, and wondering when they might come back. Just about every day, I’ve been waiting for him to walk out of his quarters. Waiting for him to call us over to show us some new invention, some new toy.

“But now, they’ve moved you into Grey’s quarters. Moved his stuff out. That means… that means they don’t expect him to ever come back!”


Jet, Bride4

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Sunday, May 7, 2006 4:29 PM

With all crises handled for the moment, TheRealMe heads for the Infirmary to check on ThatWeirdGirl.


TheRealMe, First Officer of the Sereni-Tree

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Sunday, May 7, 2006 4:47 PM

*twg awakes in the infirmary. she looks around and spies SimonWho preparing for injured...when did he actually become a doctor? Oh yes, when people started bleeding everywhere. He looks at her and she smiles*

I’ve got something I need to do…

*without waiting for him to say if she were free to go, she leaves the infirmary. she meanders down hallways and access shafts until she finds it*

Here it is. The boiler room. I hope I can do this…

*she pushes open the door, ignoring all the signsand warnings. On the wall, beneath the big red button, is a smaller green button. This is the one she needs. Soon she has linked the button to her key fob...for remote use. She’s finished this part of her mission.*

I’m sorry.



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