Life Onboard Serenity: Packin' For Paquin
POSTED BY: DRPAIN
UPDATED: Saturday, August 5, 2006 01:10
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seriously though, dont do the showdown thing until tomorrow coz its 1:30, and i wont be able to post
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*Pain groans and says*
Do we have to? I'm kinda enjoyin' the view right now.
*Ertia kisses Pain's forehead and says*
I like the view too, but if I don't meet my contact we don't get paid.
*Pain says as he gets up*
Oh alright.
*Pain got up put his pants on, reequipped his holstered pistol, put on his boots, and walked over to his weapons locker. Ertia watched Pain, smiling as she looked at his muscular and fit body. She got up and dressed herself, taking time to tie her hair into a ponytail. Pain opened his weapons locker and pulled out a metal case about two feet long and a foot tall. Pain sat the case on his desk, walked over to his footlocker, opened it, and took out a clean shirt. He put it on as Ertia looked at the case. She said to him as he put on his shirt, mentally taking pictures of his chest and abs*
What's in the case babe?
*Pain walked over to the case, picked it up and said*
Sniper rifle.
*They felt Serenity hit a pocket or turbulence, then smooth out. Pain kissed Ertia's forehead and said*
Guess we should head for the cargo bay.
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WWJD: What Would Jayne Do?
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Ertia climbs from the bunk, hoping that the contents of the case won't be necessary. She knows better than to ask Mal not to bring back-up. There was no way he would back down, and that's confirmed entirely when she enters the cargo bay to see Guy and Jayne comparing scopes on their own rifles.
She looks down at her bare feet and wishes again that she'd had a chance to pick up shoes on Three Hills. Her other sneaker had never turned up after the bomb incident. Ah well, they'd be taking the mule to the location, hopefully after the job she could do some shopping.
"Ready there?" Mal asks as he comes into the cargo bay. Behind him, Zoe and Wash carry the box of old Alliance coin and settle it onto the back of the ground mule.
Ertia checks her handheld one more time for the co-ordinates, making sure that the passwords are in order, while Mal talks to the others.
"Fly, you watch Kaylee's back. No unecessary dwiddle-daddle. Get the groceries, anything else we might need, and get back here. Wash, fuel up, flush the air-systems and be ready to go.
"Guy, Jayne, Pain? You three take the hover mule, drop Fly & Kaylee at the market and then get positions on rooftop. I want clear vantage of the entire scenario, dong ma? Keep your transmitters handy."
Then he turns to Ertia, "You feelin' confident?"
Confident? She'd just darn near had her mind f...oh... "Yes sir! Ready to take on the whole gorram moon."
"Saddle up, folks. Lets ride. Be back here and ready to fly in six hours." Zoe starts the mule and Ertia hops on back next to the strong box.
3dp was waiting.
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*Pain, Guy, and Jayne stowed their equipment in the rear cargo hold of the hover mule. Guy secured it as Pain walked over to Ertia. He kissed her and said*
Be careful bao bei.
*She looked into his eyes, smiled and said*
You too babe.
*At that Mal told Zoe to leave. Pain watched as the three of them left, then turned around to Guy, Jayne, Kaylee, and Fly and said*
Alright lets get this thing in the air. Guy you drive and remember we're to drop Kaylee and Fly off at the market.
*Guy nodded as Pain took shotgun and Jayne got stuck in the middle of Fly and Kaylee. The hover mule powered up and left the cargo bay for the New Vegas market place.*
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WWJD: What Would Jayne Do?
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The mule rolled through the crowded streets and out into the warehouse district. Finally, they circled a concrete block building and then came to the mouth of a dead-end ally.
"This is the place." Zoe announced, shutting off the engine but keeping the mule pointed out, towards the street.
Mal tapped his com, "Jayne? You there?"
"In position in three minutes." Jayne's voice was labored, it sounded like he was running up stairs. "Pain's headed up to your left. Guy's on the com tower at 7:00."
Mal shrugged, glanced to Zoe and then to Ertia, who stood beside him, eyeing the hard concrete street and thinking about her bare toes. He grabbed the handle of the case, and Zoe took the other side. "Lead the way, Vivi-Annie."
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*Guy lays down in his position and keeps an eye on things, hoping it goes smooth, but knowing from experience that it's not likely*
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*Pain made his way to the roof of the building, closing the rooftop access door quietly. Pain looked over the edge before dropping down to his knees. He opened the case and started to assemble the matte black sniper rifle. Once finished unfolding the stock, securing the zero glare scope, and screwing in the twenty inch long barrel with integrated silencer, Pain got into position and said to the Captain through the com*
I'm in place sir, tracking you in my scope.
*Mal clicked the transmitter twice, acknowledging Pain's answer. Mal did this with Guy as well as the three of them made their way to where they were to meet Ertia's contact. Pain watched from his hiding spot, the large bilboard casting a shadow over him, hiding him and his gun from view. Pain looked through the scope, using the adjustment knob to zoom in, and saw two men aproach Ertia, Mal, and Zoe.*
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WWJD: What Would Jayne Do?
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"Viviane." Ertia corrects Mal with a smile, "From an ancient Earth That Was story, about a boy who became a king and united his people, but in the end he was betrayed by his wife and son."
"Arthur." Zoe answered, "I always liked that story as a kid."
They reach the middle of the ally as two men, dressed in black and heavily armed, approach them.
At a signal, a warehouse door opens on the end and a black van rolls out.
One of the men turns and and slides open the door panels of the van, revealing a wide panel screen, which lights up, displaying a new sock-puppet.
This one wears a painted tunic of red and gold, with a dragon on it. Upon it's head is a crown made from what appears to be the plastic seal from a Blue-Sun soap bottle. "LADY VIVIAN!"
The computer modulated voice is too loud, and Ertia takes a step back as one of the men leaps forward to adjust the volume.
"Greetings, King Arthur of Camelot." Ertia bowed to the puppet, feeling more than a mite silly. "We've come to make trade."
"Yes, so I see." There's a long moment of silence, and Mal shifts impatiently, his duster falling open to display his gun. "First, you must answer the Three Questions."
Mal grunts, annoyed, but Ertia nods, "I am prepared to face the Quest."
"What is the ultimate weapon?"
Zoe starts to speak, but Ertia gestures to her, "Betrayal. Excalibur may take the lifes blood, but betrayal takes it's heart."
The Arthur puppet nods, "What is the Grail?"
"The cup of Christ!" Mal snarls, his patience running out.
"I ask the Lady."
Ertia closes her eyes, long ago conversations late into the night, with fingers flying across keys, creating entire worlds to their commands. "The Grail is that which dwells in us all. It is not a cup, nor the blood within it. It is the spirit of Christ that can only be found by searching."
The puppet nods approvingly. "One last question, Lady."
"I am ready."
"Who is the ultimate betrayer?"
She glances to Zoe; the answer on the tip of both of their tongues- for it is Guinevere who failed the love of the King, and lead to his death at the hands of Mordred.... but that's too easy. And they both know it.
The King Puppet nods slowly.
"The Ultimate Betrayer..." Ertia pauses, then knows what he wants, "Was it me, Deep? Is that what you believe?"
There is silence, followed by a quiet sigh. "Not any more."
"Then you thought it was? You believed it?"
"Kids," Mal's voice is moving past irritable to testy, "I hate to break up this little reunion, but we have business to do!"
The computer modulated voice rings out, "Trey, check the box. Mir, hand the Lady the coin."
The puppet bobs for a moment, and Ertia takes the bag, glances in and then hands it to Mal. Trey checks the box, and nods to the camera.
"Ask yourself, Lady Viviane, if it was not I who betrayed, nor was it you, then who was the betrayer?"
"What aren't you saying? Deep? Answer me!" She starts towards the screen, wishing she could take the stupid puppet and shake it. "There were only four of us! FOUR! You. Me. Diggs. Coop. They're dead! Who's left?"
"Our business is concluded." The screen goes black and Trey slams the van door shut.
Mal and Zoe are already backing down the alley-way, the pay in Mal's left hand while his right rests on his gun.
"DEEP? I know you can still hear me!" Ertia's frustration is palpable. "Tell me what you think!"
The van rolls back into it's garage, the doors closing and Ertia makes a move to follow it, to stop it, only to have one of the men step in front of her, gun pointed directly at her head.
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"Come on, its still worth more than 20. The chip is part of the character."
Choo sat back in his chair at a local coffee house. Customers these days. He stared at the well spoken man known as Grey. He sat up straight with his nose slightly in the air. A cliche of days gone by. Unfornatly the two heavies with hidden weapons weren't.
"I'm sorry my friend, but my final offer is 20 platnium."
"25"
"20"
"23"
"....20 or i leave this deal." said Grey.
Choo cursed under his breath. "20 plat 50 silver?"
There was a slight pause as grey digested this notion. "you have a deal Mr. Choo." Snatching up the item Grey placed the money on the table and left.
Choo let out a smilie as they left the shop. "Sucker." 
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"Remember, always be yourself. Unless you suck."-Joss Whedon
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*Pain snarled and said in a low growl, as he saw the man point the gun at Ertia's head*
Go se!
*Pain zoomed in on the man's gun, it was a chrome semi automatic. Pain couldn't see Ertia's expression but he knew she was scared. Ertia was frightened, Mal and Zoe had drawn their weapons only to have the second man draw his and point it at them. The man named Trey who had the gun trained on Ertia, cocked his pistol and said*
Back off or I'll be ordered to shoot you.
*Ertia took a step back, her hands up, as she said in a shaking voice*
P...p..please d..d...don't shoot.
*Trey grinned a not too friendly grin, the gun was still aimed at Ertia's head. Trey was about to fire when his gun flew out of his hand. Trey had a suprised look on his face as he looked at his right hand. There was a bloody stump where his trigger finger should've been. Pain grinned as his bullet found his target. Ertia backed away just as Pain fired a bullet into Trey's head. Mir watched as Trey's body fell to the ground and was about to fire on the three when Guy fired a round into his chest. Mal clicked on the com and said*
Nice shootin' guys now lets get the hell outta here.
*Jayne replied into Mal's ear*
We'll be doin' that jus' as soon as we don't see anyone comin' after ya Cap'n.
*Mal replied as the three of them headed back to the mule, Zoe makin' sure they weren't being folloed*
Lets hope noone does.
*The driver of the van had watched the two men go down from the hidden exterior surveilence cameras. The man floored the gas and sent the van crashing through the garage door, swerving to the van to the right and pointing it towards the three people running. Mal heard the crash from behind them, looked back and saw the van crash through the garage door and slide to a stop. The van was pointed at the three of them, revving its motor. Mal sighed and said*
Oh 
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WWJD: What Would Jayne Do?
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