Special Branch: Unbound
POSTED BY: seryn
UPDATED: Friday, June 23, 2006 23:10
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Originally posted by safeat2nd:
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.
OOC: Hey, I didn't know I had a crew! And yes, I know I'm supposed to be on vacation. I just can't tear myself away!!
It was a strange crew, to say the least. After all, the pilot was a head floating in a jar. Succatash's head had come with Destiny's Shadow when Soul had purchased the ship, and Soul had never once asked 'Tash his story, and the floating head had never offered any information besides the occasional quips and small talk.
The rest of the crew, while not missing any body parts, weren't too much more towards "normal".
His engineer Togan Hamrick could only be referred to as a "neat freak". Just under six feet tall, with a close-cropped haircut and annoyingly perfect teeth, he somehow managed to keep the ship flying, while at the same time remaining perfectly clean.
Ellington "Spooky" Tark was Soul's right hand man, and one of the best guns he had ever seen. Spooky stood somewhere between six and twelve feet tall, though Soul had never thought to ask him his exact height. Rarely saying more than a dozen words a day, Spooky had well earned his nickname during many a job gone bad.
Elise Dyan rounded out the group. She was...well, she did a little of everything. She served as medic, occasinal cook, load master, and could even serve as an extra gunhand in a pinch. Her hair was barely longer than Togan's, but instead of reducing her looks, it only served to accenuate her natural beauty. Still, she was hard as nails. Soul had a suspicion that her and Spooky had shared a bunk on more than a few occasions, but he had never asked. Some things were better off left private.
Right now they were gathered in the bridge, with all of them but Spooky attempting to offer some sort of explanation to their current predicament.
"I was on Persephone looking for a ship to ride with," Togan offered. "Then I was here. That's all I know."
Elise chimed in next. "I was on a job. Hired on as a medic for a group of smugglers. We were being boarded by the feds when I woke up here."
Spooky shrugged. "I was dead."
"What!"
"Well, almost dead. Reavers hit our ship, I got spaced. Then I was here."
They looked at 'Tash next. "Hey, I went where he went," the head said, "nodding" at Soul.
"I already told my story," Soul said.
"So what do we do?" Togan asked.
"We wait," Soul replied.
'Tash piped up then. "We won't have to wait long."
They all turned to see the shape of Boros in the viewscreen, growing quickly closer.
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Soul, Security Chief of the Sereni-Tree, Captain of Destiny.
Mantichorus: "So is there a reason they call you 'Soul'?"
Soul (after a long pause): "Yeah. Because I have one."
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{OOC: a lot of this is me at this moment...}
Citizen stirred.
"I've had a lot to drink, and I don't know what's going on, but I thought I should say something." He said, before collapsing back down and falling back to sleep.
More insane ramblings by the people who brought you beeeer milkshakes!
And as you know, these are open forums, you're able to come and listen to what I have to say.
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Safe wrote:
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.
...and she follows Safe back to the ship.
"I am a sentient plant. I can walk. I am very, very strong."
Safe stops walking and looks back at her, confused.
"I was answering your questions."
Rosie Walker, Plant Woman
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Wisp and Needy were still wandering round the junk heap. Theyd found all the essentials they were just looking for extras.
"So last night all that stuff about dying and an etherial being? Was it Just beer talk or do you actually have an imaginary friend who saved your life and wants you to save the world? Or are you crazy?" Asks Wisp to Needy
"To be honest" He replied "I really dont know out of the last two"
"Fair enough."
The two of them returned to their starting point and surveyed their finds. Some of it was a little experienced but it was all space worthy.
Wisp set about teleporting them home while Needy was poking a sharp metal spike into his hand and watching it bend.
Suddenly When Wisp was typing he felt a bullet chamber behind his head and a muzzle pushed into his neck.
"You are bound by My ASS to stand down" Said a womans voie from behind him.
Needy turned to its direction but was quickly grabbed by four guards.
As they carried him behind a pile of rubbish 12 more guys followed them round.
'if they try and ruff him up' Wisp thought ' theyre in for a surprise' then attuning to his own problem
"Vixen. I was wondering when youd turn up"
ooc-Vixen will be a new female character run by me cos i know how Seryn wanted company
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For about the fourth time since she landed the Nandi, Seryn backtracked on her route to find Citizen. This time it was an abandoned chair that had caught his attention.
That was it, he could stay where he was. Reasoning that her comm unit was useless away from the tree she detatched the whistle locater from her purse and tucked it into one of his trouser pockets. She whistled briefly, and his ass trilled in response.
"Ok, if you feel up to it I need your help getting this stuff, I've got only my wits and cleavage and Haggling 101 and I know that it ain't gonna be enough to get all the stuff Wisp wants. So if you could see your way to sobering up..."
"He peers at her through his fringe and shakes his head loosely. She can't tell if its a nod or otherwise. She pats him on the shoulder and starts back towards the ramshackle store she hope sells the stuff they need.
A while later she enters another shop, parts and materials loaded onto a small trolley. All in all it hadn't been a bad trip, she had everything but one last part, and hopefully they could affor.... "oh crap." Her heart sank. It was way more than she had, even with the price beaten down.
Still, have to try. In the next five minutes she learned that nothing worked, not bargaining, offers of trade, trying to pput things on credit, nor begging or propping her boobs up on the counter and giving the shop owner the puppy dog eyes.
She was staring at the part, wondering howfast the trolly could go if she decided to steal it, when the bell chimed above the door and in strolled Citizen, sober enough but for a slight tilt to his walk.
Later in the Nandi, she thought about the part stowed safely under a wing and wondered what exactly Citizen had said to render the shopkeeper so pale but smily, handing her the part and only taking a third of the money before ushering them firmly but painfully politely out of his shop. She looked over her shoulder at Citizen, now snoozing lightly against the hatch hinges, and figured that, to be honest, she didn't want to know.
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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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UPDATE - (work in progress)
Ok, so, since Wisp stint at heorism, landing the Transport, which he wants to rename the The Epsilon (where have I heard of that before?) on a bed of cushioning slime, the crew have spent a little time eating, Drinking and getting to know one another. Wisp talked of his early life of trouble and getting into it. Needy gave a quick run down of his reasons for becoming a companion and his meeting Serenity. He then seemed to talk about some strange experience and about an etherial beaing and his destiny, but everyone found them selves strangely unable to concentrate on his words. Rosie gave a quick (being the operative word) rundown of her life to date. Seryn also stood up, owned up to being responsible for the numerous rabbits littering the ship, and also gave everyone the heads up on a little bundle of teething trouble that would be with them soon(ish)
Bear, Jennings and Grunt are yet to introduce themselves, but i'm sure they'll get round to it soon.
Safe's crew (lovely lads all...) are working away at fixing the Dagger, along with help from the newly formed and newly named Rosie Walker, a tree woman who arrived in the night - possibly conjured up by Wisp, but we're not sure - everyone was too drunk to notice. This girl communicates with pheremones apparently. That could be dangerous.
Meanwhile, Wisp, who seems to have developed a brooding James Dean style persona since his belly flop into the ooze, has sent everyone out on various tasks in order to get the parts needed to fix the transport. Seryn and a very drunk Citizen were sent to buy new parts, and they have just returned, while Needy and Wisp went to scavenge usable parts from a scrap yard, where they have just met... Ok, just been held up by a rather forward young lady named Vixen, and her crew of unnamed men ('cause every girl needs one of them)
Also meanwhile, Soul and his crew have found themselves pulled from their lives (and from their deaths!) back to their ship, and are being pulled slowly but surely towards Boros.
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ooc-i reject the brooding james dean persona but ps- this is epic
"what are you doing here?" Wisp asked to the air in front of him, not making any movments that would give him a decorative hole in his spine.
"No Hello honey? How You bin? you look nice?"
"Im sorry but being held up at gunpoint isnt advantagous to small talk. So back to my first question, What're you doin here?"
Vixen Goddard had led a life slightly parralel to Wisp's. She had been at the Youth Military academy but she was there after killing her parents to claim their fortune.
She was one of those girls who'd smile at you in a bar you'd buy here a drink and then..... wake up the next day missing a lung a kidney and a substancial ammount of your liver.
They'd had a breif romance for a few months but then Wisp escaped without even a goodbye. She did not take the break-up well. At 16 her imprisonment ended and she set off into the big wide world looking for trouble.
Wisp and her had re-met a few months after she was released and re-started their re-lationship. They did a few jobs which Wisp wanted to keep bloodless and high tech but she wanted to kill everyone.
She was a gunhand of the old school variety-Shoot first, Shoot later, Shoot some more and when everyones dead rob them blind. Wisp stayed with her till she murdered a father in front of his children then.
He bailed she told the cops it was all him.
Wisp thought he wouldnt see her again but saw her name on a warrant last seen a few days ago on Boros.
"Stand Up and turn around. SLOW" She commaned moving the gun back an inch.
Wisp did as he was told. She was about 5ft6 long dark hair in a ponytail. Feminine yet strong. She had cold grey eyes that could look deadly or seductive within a blink.
"Im here on business. You and your friend just happened to wander into it."
"What are you going to do?"
"Beat your friend within an inch of his life then kill him in front of you." She turned to the Trash pile and shouted "bring him round"
Needy walked from behind the pile unharmed with the blood of the goons splattered all over him.
In The breif instance of shock on her face Wisp through a roundhouse kick at her hand and her weapon went flying. He picked up his Computer pressed enter and through it to Needy.
As Needy disappeared in a blue flash wisp Shouted "Get HELP!"
The remaining Heavys appeared from round the corner looking worn but out for revenge.
Vixen stopped them with a look, and looked at Wisp. She pointed to a mag rod on a nearby pile.
It was around 4ft long and had a highly powerful electric field running through the tip. It was used to pick up scrap in high places.
Wisp picked it up as Vixen did with one near hear.
"Just like the good old days" She said Spinning the staff.
They Began to duel.
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"Okay, you can both cut the souped-up Robin Hood crap now"
Vixen swings round, mag rod held out menacingly, then stops. Wisp, who had taken the opportunity to lean against a pile of junk and get his breath back, stared at Seryn, who bored tone had just interrupted their play, with one eyebrow raised. Doing her best casual act, Seryn returns the eyebrow and nods her head in Vixens direction. "What, did you dump her by phone or something?"
Vixen bristles, and starts to advance on her, but she shifts her weight to the other foot, and Vixen once again pauses.
Her reasons are pretty clear, balanced over one jutting hip bone, is the biggest gun the Nandi carried. At over a meter long, its a pretty big gun.
Of course, perched at her waist as it was, it was totally useless, firing it accurately would be impossible, maybe even suicidal. But just the sight of it.. that was killer.
She watched Vixens eyes, nodding encouragement as the realisation that it was all for show dawned in her eyes. She started to advance once again, "you can't to anything with that, what? Did you think it would frighten me?"
"No, just distract you.."
At that moment Needy caught Vixens arms and twisted them behind her back, capturing her in a head lock and forcing her first to her knees then onto her front in the dirt. Wisp dived in and secured her elbows and wrists behind her with metal cord from one of the salvaged piles, and they dragged her to join the goons Seryn and Needy had incapacitaed before confronting Vixen.
"You ok?" Seryn knelt infront of the scowling girl and looked up at Wisp, deftly scrambling out of the way when Vixen tried to kick her in the groin. "Needy, tie her ankles" She grimaced at the girl "You'll find that thats a singularly useless gesture on me, but if you want us to be nice and not knock your friggin daylights out you are not going to do it again, you get me?"
The girl just scowled. "Wisp who is she?" she looked up at the man "and care to explain why her and her cronies are trying to kill you in a scrap yard of all places?"
Wisp grimaced slightly, then grinned a little. "well, kinda long story.."
"Aw hell, we got time -after Needy here came screaming over the horizon, and we gunned it down here in the Nandi at double speed, I think we've got time."
"Hey" Needy butted in "I did not scream!"
"Ok, after he came yelling in a very manly fashion..."
"A little better..."
Seryn grinned. "So Wisp, Vixen 101...?"
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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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"Ok but just one thing" Wisp said regaining his composure "Dont look at her, dont listen to her and above all do not beleive anything she says"
"You dirty scumba...." She screamed as Wisp tapped her mouth.
"Now. Me and her were friends a few years back in the youth academy. I was sent by my parents, her by the government for killing her parents."
Seryn shot an intrigued eyebrow over the girl, She replied with a loose shrug.
"Anyway we were sort of an item till I Balied, then when she was released she made a point to get back at me.
"Her original plan was to get me arrested but when that failed she set off trying to kill me. I have that effect on women"
"So is this your first encounter with her?" Needy asked taking a step away from the bound sociopath but trying to just seem like it was an idle wander.
"No third since The prison incident."
"What do you wanna do with her?"Seyn asked "Shes your responsibility"
"We take her with us. Theres prisoner transport options in the Epsilon and with a bit of therapy and some long talks we should be able to get along."
Seryn takes Wisp by the shoulder and leads him a few steps away.
"Are you sure about this? She will try to kill you again."
"I know but...." Wisp glanced over the bound Girl "She was one of my oldest friends. And the only person whos really cared about me (okay so it was psycho caring but that doesn't matter)
"If your sure. But when she kills you; Im going to say I told you so"
Wisp walked over to Vixen and threw her over his shoulder. The gang then set off back to Safe and co at the crash site
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Safe walks out of the ISSCV/Epsilon, casually wiping the grease off his hands with a rag. Jennings was finishing up the repairs to the shrapnel damage to the left engine and Bear was working on the hydraulics on the right engine as Rosie held it up.
Safe squints into the distance for a moment then calls over his shoulder “Grunt! Bring your gun out here for a sec.”
Grunt walks out of the Epsilon, his ever-present rifle slung over his shoulder “What’s up Safe?”
Safe nods his head towards the horizon.
Grunt brings the gun to his shoulder in a fluid motion “It can’t be Alliance” he says as he puts his eye to the large scope “I’ve been monitoring their bandwidth all day. Quiet as a church mouse...” Grunt breaths out, steadying his view. “Nope, it’s the Nandi..." He pauses as he scans the horizon, “And she’s not being followed.”
“Thanks, Grunt” Safe says as he continues to clean his hands. Grunt nods and returns to his work in the Epsilon.
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