RP: "Badger's Betrayal" or "Adventures in Gunrunning" - Act 4
POSTED BY: Astriana
UPDATED: Sunday, January 18, 2004 02:45
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..WASH's MOVE
Wash gets everything situated and cleans up his bridge as best he can, but keeps glancing over at the charred remains of the homing beacon console across the room from his workstation. Sitting where he does, it remains in the corner of his eye, a sober reminder that they've been watched and perhaps are still being watched by someone unknown.
Why were Niska and Early seemingly working together? How'd they get on board Serenity? Is Badger behind all this? Wash knew working with Badger was bad news back on Persephone when he followed Mal to Badger's quarters, but Mal didn't heed Wash's warnings as usual. And now what a mess. Not that he would think to question the judiciousness of the all high and mighty grand poobah of the ship. Perish the thought!
Wash sat down in his seat in a huff, then glanced over at his dinosaur toys. Even they seemed the worse for wear. One of them looked like it was looking right at him.
"What're you lookin' at?" he said to his dinosaur toys. Then he rolled his eyes and reached over to lightly knock the dinosaur off its haunches and on its side.
Wash glanced at the navigational sensors and got a cold chill up his spine.
"Less than an hour to showtime."
He hits the ship's intercom.
"Attention all hands, we are fast approaching Alliance space-- uh, I mean the Alliance thinks it's ALL their space but several parsecs around Hera they tend to keep a lotta their eggs in that basket, so let's watch our P's & Q's and if there's anything in plain sight that wouldn't pass inspection better hide it good and proper now.
"And Mal? Lemme know at your earliest convenience if we have a planned explanation what I'm supposed to tell the uniforms when they come a callin' and they will. Usually they want documentation or somethin' to validate our passing through. Do we have a story to tell them or am I pullin' something outta my goh seh? Wash Out."
He turns off the intercom. Pauses a moment, then says to himself. "Wash. Out." And chuckles.
..END MOVE
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"Hang on, travelers..."
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I guess more like a script. I had thought about goin' the novel route, but my hubby balked a bit at that level of effort (collating actions, making actual conversations, etc). 
~A~
...I'm still free,
You can't take the sky from me.
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Quote:
Originally posted by HUMBLE:
OOC:CASTING CALL!!! Exciting RP opportunity!!!Looking for character to play "Thorne". Our contact on Hara. Can be either male or female. Should be on the shady side.
OOC: I'd like to take a crack at Thorne, if that's OK with the folks who have done such an excellent job so far. Figure a minor character is a good palce for a newbie RPer to start.
Just need a couple of non-story points clarified. In what time window does most play occur? I could look at the post times, but converting GMT to EST always makes my head ache. Also, my work's firewall precludes IM or chat use. If this is a hindrance to you I'll just bow out.
Anyway, here's 'Rosie' Thorne. He is an older man of medium build, maybe 50, but still fit and active, if a bit scarred up. He has cropped salt-and-pepper hair and is clean-shaven - looks ex-military. His right ear is missing. Wears Browncoat pants and boots, with a long black leather coat against Hara's spring chill. Carries a large blue-steel revolver on his left hip(being left-handed) and a short Tanto knife. He's sitting in the Hara Cary bar, drinking a dry Martini and waiting for Serenity to arrive.
Keep the Shiny side up
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..BRIEF INTERLUDE
Camera cuts briefly to outside the ship. Serenity is coming towards the camera, and then it passes us very closely as the camera follows along its bow. We hear the opening bars of the song The Boy Who Wouldn't Hoe Corn by Allison Krauss.
(actually the version I'm listening to is by bluegrass picker, Dan Tyminski)
When Serenity passes us by and we track it until its bright engine flares the lens briefly, we see it's aimed towards another bright light in the distance. Could be a star. Could be the planet Hera. Could be all the combined activity of Alliance ships and stations making one bright light in the distance, that outshines all the stars surrounding it.
Camera then cuts to inside the ship, but we still don't hear anything but the music. A montage of each of the nine principal players doing their own thing, preparing for the impending planetfall, and close proximity to Alliance officers. As the song continues.
"Tell You a little story and it won't take long,
'Bout a lazy farmer who wouldn't hoe his corn.
The reason why I never could tell,
That young man was always well."
The music fades as the sound comes up and the camera alights itself upon... (whoever posts after me. =)
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"Hang on, travelers..."
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OOC: Welcome, Geezer! I'll update the "Guest Starring" portion of our leader to include you. Do you have an e-mail you're okay with posting?
As for playing time, depends on who's playin' mostly. Seems there's a lotta stuff happens in the AM (EST), round between 7 and 10, and a bunch more in the PM (EST) after 7 til early AM again. (I guess this pretty much means anytime. )
For GMT to EST, subtract 5 hours. For example, if you see that GMT is 5pm, it's 12pm in EST (like now!). Also, you can go to My Firefly to update your profile (Edit Profile on the left) so that when you log in, the site will show you EST. (There's a drop-down box at the bottom, just above the 'Update My Profile' button.)
Again, welcome to the fun! 
~A~
...I'm still free,
You can't take the sky from me.
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Quote:
Originally posted by Astriana:
OOC: Welcome, Geezer! I'll update the "Guest Starring" portion of our leader to include you. Do you have an e-mail you're okay with posting?
...I'm still free,
You can't take the sky from me.
OOC:Thanks. I'll generate a new email addy just for this when I get home and let you know what it is.
Thorne, still waiting at the Hara Cary for Serenity to arrive, switches from Martinis to Rob Roys. Mumbles to himself:
"Hope those clowns get here soon, or I'm gonna be too floshed to sunction."
"Keep the Shiny side up"
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Books Move
Location: Infirmary
Quote:
Simon to Book
Trying to not be ill at ease at farbicating a 'white lie'
"I believe ... this 'item' -indicating Books bottle- was part of the, ahem ... haul at Ariel. Was it not?"
Book eyes harden once more, and he glances up to see Simon's askance view and his raised eyebrow.
Book to Simon
"I wish it were, son. But I've had this a little too long..."
Book looks down again, staring through the hull of the ship to a point in space far away.
"Too long."
EOM
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"Hope those clowns get here soon, or I'm gonna be too floshed to sunction."
aaagh we have to get there before our contact is pished! hehe--great first post, Geezer :)
Ciara "I'd rather have a botte in front of me than a frontal lobotomy" Sera
Just a humble supplicant in service to all things Joss
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OOC: Welcome Geezer. Just remember, if I think your dead, all your stuffs fair game...)
Jayne's turn:
Jayne sees Inara start to tumble and lunges to catch her. Inara starts to convulse and Jayne feels panic start to well up.
Jayne thinks to himself... "I ain't no ruttin' Doc, what the hell do I do now."
Nothing readily at hand Jayne sticks the meaty part of the side of his hand in Inara's mouth to spare her further injury. Inara involuntarily bites down as all the muscles in her body tighten, sinking her teeth deep into Jayne's hand.
Jayne fight back a yelp and grits through the pain. Inara's convulsions start to subside and Jayne wonders what to do next. Thinking to himself that Inara is hiding something for a reason (having been on the wrong side of the law for so long taught Jayne a few things about deception) Jayne decides to take the unconcious Inara back to his room, trying to avoid the rest of the crew. His concern deepens as he sees the trickle of blood from her nose but, is still determined not to turn on Inara's trust (thinking to himself he has let these people down once to often as is).
Stripping the corse wool blanket from his bed he lays Inara (still unconcious) on the bed, quickly ties a bandana around his bleeding hand, then quickly heads to the ruins of Inara's shuttle. Images of his little sister flood into Jayne's head as he thinks to comfort Inara. Jayne thinks "Ruttin' hell I ain't seen Delilah in goin' on 10 years, hope she ain't in any trouble either"
As Jayne enters Inara's shuttle, he see Kayle deeply engrosed in the rear engine compartment of the shuttle. Mustering as much stealth as possible. Jayne gathers some silken blankets and quickly heads back to his quarters. He wraps Inara in the blankets then heads to the Infirmary.
Jayne barges into the Infirmary and sees Simon and Book leaning over Niksa.
"Doc, get away from that bastard and git me somethin fer my hand. My arm started spasming when i was loadin a belt feeder inta' on of them guns I took. you got a pill or somethin' ta stop the shakin?"
Simon comes to examine Jaynes hand and Jayne violently pulls it back.
"I didn't say I needed no fixin' just a pill for the shakes Doc. I've had em before and the pill fixes 'em up just fine."
Simon shakes his head at Jayne then heads to a cabinet. "I'm sure your simian brain can't remember the medical term for the 'pill' you took before so I assume Dipanabromaline is what you need."
He pulls a bottle and removes 2 pills, setting them down on the counter and turns back to Niska. He waves his hand towards the door and says "You can go now..."
Jayne grabs the pills and heads back to his quarters. He grabs a chair and waits for Inara to regain conciousness, hoping these pills will take care of whatever is wrong. He pulls out the roll of gauze he took from the infirmary and properly wraps his hand after washing it in the sink nearby.
OOC: Okay off to work again back at 2 am. I work tommorow at 10 am so I will not be able to post again until Friday night around 10 pm. Have fun folks the story is rolling along well.
Also... I can kill you with my brain...
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OOC: Lol Ciara, "I don't even have a little dog Toto." Poppies... Poppies... Poppies...
Also... I can kill you with my brain...
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