Special Branch: Unbound
POSTED BY: seryn
UPDATED: Friday, June 23, 2006 23:10
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Wisp and the others seem to be intent on a figure near them, With a small gasp, she makes sense of what she is seeing.
Digging in her back she pulls out a dress, and after a thought, and old bottle of linseed oil, and walks over to the naked female made out of a tree.
"Um, hi.... you may want these..."
"and uh, this.."
"Oh thank you, thats very kind ah...?"
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"Oh, Seryn. No problem, I ha, have to go back over there now"
She seat herself again, still a little freaked, and wonders if she's way drunker than she thought. She throws the contents of her bottle away, and lays down a little more, and attempts to listen to Needy again.
The plant woman gives all her attention to examining Seryn's gifts. Her brow furrows, and creaks. She looks at the dress, then at the humans about her, then back at the dress.
"Oh! It is a garment!"
She attempts to pull the dress over her head, but the branches sticking out of her head and shoulders make that difficult. She stops when she accidentally breaks off some twigs. Red flower petals fall. Then she attempts to step into the dress, but her roots get in the way. She resorts to wrapping it around her neck as a scarf, covering nothing.
Then the plant woman opens the bottle of linseed oil and gives it an experimental sniff. She shrugs, then takes a sip.
"Oh! Delicious!"
The plant woman makes her way closer to Seryn and starts listening to Needy, taking a sip of the linseed oil at intervals. Finally she points to Needy and looks down at Seryn.
"Hey, he sounds crazy! Is he crazy?"
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Wisp woke up at dawn as the sunlight pierced the shuttle door casting an orange beam over his chest. He stirred restlessly and looked around the shuttle, It was empty. Safe and co must have left early on some sort of patrol.
He climbed out of his sleeping bag and opened the door fully. The intense light made him recoil for an instant while his body adjusted to the rays.
The fire was at embers. Citizen and Needy were collapsed in a pile on a nearby log while Seryn had been sober enough to grab a blanket before she collapsed in front of the dying flames.
TheRealTree (OOC THANKYOU IT IS A STROKE OF GENIOUS) Had rooted herself to the spot and was unconsiously bathing in the sun her flowers opening.
ooc will be updated further today
Wisp walked to the fire and threw some small logs on and blew the embers. The glowing coals flickered for a moment the burst into a tiny inferno of miracles.
"No Gadgets required" Said Wisp basking in his own ability.
Seryn stirred from the warmth and rolled over but didnt make the full transition into the waking world.
Wisp collected his Laptop and started making preparations for today. Everyone was going to be busy with something in the repair of the ISSCV both away from and at the ship.
Wisp grabbed a metal plate and started frying yesterdays protein for breakfast hoping the smells would awaken the crew.
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The plant woman stirs as Wisp stokes the fire. She uproots herself and scurries backward a bit. Very earnestly, she says, "Fire is not funny."
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Soul woke slowly, starlight filtering across his features. His brain felt like mush, his thoughts all jumbled. The last thing he remembered...he rescued Serenity...and then the pageant...and now...
"Well, it's about time you woke up!"
Soul eyes shot open, quickly locking onto a head in a jar. In specific, it was the disembodied head of one Succatash, floating in a fluid-filled jar, connected by a series of cables to the main console of...
What?!?!?
Soul lept to his feet, and realized with a start that he was standing on the bridge of Destiny's Shadow, his Firefly class ship, and not on the SereniTREE like he remembered.
"Tash, what's going on?"
If he could have shrugged, the head would have. "No idea. Gorram NAVCOM's got a location plugged in, and I can't change our course."
"Where's it taking us?"
"Looks to be Boros."
Soul sat down slowly in the copilot's chair. He didn't know what was going on, what had happened, or why he was in his ship heading away from Serenity. He sighed loudly. 'Tash looked over at him, but kept silent.
"Well," Soul said, "To Boros we go, then."
Destiny's Shadow sailed across the stars.
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OOC: I'll get there shortly, then I'm on vacation 'til Tuesday, so I'll be a puppet for you all 'til then! Great thread idea, though!!
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Mantichorus: "So is there a reason they call you 'Soul'?"
Soul (after a long pause): "Yeah. Because I have one."
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Wisp notices the plant woman shying away from the fire. "Don't worry. I'm just getting breakfast ready. I'm only using the fire to cook food."
She edges closer. "Oh. I was asleep. You startled me."
Wisp looks over his shoulder at her. "So, what is your name?"
"What?"
"What should we call you? You know, when we talk to you?"
The plant woman seems to consider this. “Well, my people identify themselves by individually keyed phermones continually being released among clouds of spores. We always emit them, unless we wish to publicly announce the need for private time. But I do not desire privacy, so I have been emitting them all along. Hmmmm. Maybe your sense of smell isn’t good enough to detect them. I’ll see if I can help.”
The plant woman closes her eyes and stands very still for a moment, and then from her mouth she expels a huge choking cloud of golden pollen. “There! Can you detect that?”
She stares, puzzled, as the humans around her gasp for breath, rub their watering eyes, and move away to get some clean air. She frowns. “That did not seem to work well. Perhaps I can identify myself by a name of sonic nature, so as to be more convenient to you.”
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Later, after the cloud of spores disperse and everyone has returned to their tasks...
The plant woman ponders her situation. “Well, it is quite a dilemma for me to pick a sonic-based name. You see, the phermones of my people are quite specific in identifying who we are and what type of person we are. Your sonic names seem, well, curt to me. Simpleminded, even. And while I can understand how you might acquire names like ‘Needy’ or ‘Citizen’ or ‘Bear’ or ‘Grunt’ or ‘Safe’, the meanings of others like ‘Jennings’ and ‘Wisp’ and ‘Seryn’ escape me. Oh, unless that is short for ‘Will-o-the-Wisp’.”
Bear looks up from what he is doing. “So, tree girl, what does your name mean among your folk? Maybe we can help you come up with something.”
“Oh, well, it is hard to exactly translate the meaning of my personal phermones. Let me see. More or less, it means, ‘Young adult female who greets the sunrise with uplifted arms and who grows blossoms that resemble roses in sight and scent, and who can move from a rooted existence to walk among the spreaders of pollen to satisfy her curiosity.’ Yes. It is something very close to that.”
“A little long,” protests Grunt.
Bear shrugs, but does not look up from his work. “Rosie Walker,” he suggests.
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Hearing the gabble of voices Seryn goes form happily dreamy to awake and in denial. After laying there, head squished uncomfortably against a log and one hip bone protesting the hard ground, she eventually works around to the fact that no matter what her brain says, its time to get up.
She throws off the blanket, fighting the urge to hurt the talkers and staggering a little. With the fingers of one hand she massages the dead hip, and with the heel of the other rubs at her eyes and face and yawns. Rounding the fire she attempts to grin a 'mornin' at the crew. Then she stops dead.
An action quickly followed by a convulsive step backwards, a comedic double take and lots more eye rubbing.
"oh my god you're real..." she deadpans "am I still drunk? Oh er, hi, I need.. to... wet... soap... bye."
She moves towards the slightly bigger ship, female intuition telling her it has better bathroom facilities, and wanders in to find a shower. Inside she locates the crew quarters and finding the least used looking room dives into the shower, quick as possible, not stopping to conduct her usual routine of try out face lifts and crazy hair do's in the mirror, nor even bothering with the lights. She dresses in clothes a little more suited to the hauling about of things, then steps out into the bright morning sunlight.
"Oh, boy. So, plan of action for today would be?"
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Hodgins: Your robot reminds me of you. You tell it to turn it stops. You tell it to stop it turns. You ask it to take out the garbage it watches reruns of Firefly.
FozzieWash, You know what I always say: sometimes you're the windshield, sometimes you're the bug!
KermieMal, I never Know what the heck you're talking about.
FozzieWash, Hey, look! They're sending us free lumber!
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AS the crew begin to congragate around the fire taking advantage of the leftovers on the fire, Wisp steps forward to the head of the group.
"Okay we have a job to do today. The ISSCV is busted but i've made a list of the parts we need and theres a junkyard on the other side of town.
"Were gonna split into three teams" Says Wisp adressing the group. He turns to Seryn "Can you and Citizen take the Nandi into town and find these items" He hands her a leather bound book with a list of items on the front remaining page "They have to be new so heres some cash that i carry as well"
He turns to Safe "Can you Bear Jenkins Grunt and miss Rosie start making whatever repairs you can without parts. Electrics and the like"
"Finally Me and Needy are going to the Scrapyard. We'll use my side to side transporter because its not far"
"Youve thought this through" says Safe "Ill go along this time but your not the volunteered leader just the tech-guy understand?"
"Yes. And for future reference id like to rename the ISSCV The Epsilon if you agree Boss?"
"Ill think about it" Safe relpied while turning away
"Ok people Lets Move!"
(OOC-ok i wont dictate what happens in each micro adventure but ill write mine and Needys adventure and everyone else can do whatever they want Safe/TRM-at ship Seryn/Citizen-in town Me/Needy-scrappers
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As Seryn took off in the Nandi Needy walked/stumbled over to Wisp rubbing his head.
"hey your a sciency guy do you have anything for hangovers?" Asked Needy
"Sure ive got two things one's really good the others okay?"
"Ill take the good one please"
Wisp beckoned Needy in close so as if Wisp was going to whisper it to him
"DONT DRINK!!!!" Shouted Wisp with obvious humour as Needy recolied to the floor in pain. Wisp laughed thourghly then crouched down and extracted a small metal tube (Like a smarty tube only silver) with a small hole in one end. he pressed a few buttons on the side and pressed it into his neck.
Needy felt the mark and then stood up.
"The pain its gone!!!"
"I know"
"No i mean my pain its all gone!!!"
"Intresting. unfortunately i can only give you one of those a week and it'll wear off after about 6hours"
"What is it?"
"Big words like neurotransmitter antagonist you wouldnt understand. Now come on"
Wisp extracted his laptop and typed in some buttons and the pair appeared in a an open patch of ground surrounded by scrap as far as the eye could see
"Okay where do we start?"
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“Since when does he give the orders Safe?” Jennings growls as he watches the two figures disappear and the Nandi fly off into the distance.
Safe shrugs his shoulders. “It’s a sound plan. Nobody knows how to get the best of a trade better than Citizen. And I’d say Seryn’s a fair hand at it too. And it’s not like Needy can hurt himself at the scrap yard, though I would’ve like to have sent Grunt instead...”
“Enough belly-achin’ we got work to do. The less time we spend on this rock the better I like it.” Grunt disappears into the ISSCV to work on the Nav-Com while Jennings begrudgingly helps Bear with the torch repairing the ISSCV’s exterior.
Turning to the plant woman, Safe raises an eyebrow “Umm… Rosie is it? Look…” Safe scratches his head “…I’m not sure what exactly you are, to tell the truth, and I have no inkling as to what you can do.”
Rosie smiles back at Safe.
“Umm… right…well… I’ll be over there helping those guys fix that ship.”
Rosie continues to smile.
Meanwhile, the Destiny's Shadow speeds closer. The crew can only sit back and be passengers. Soul takes this time to catch up with his old crew, and they with him.
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