RP: "Badger's Betrayal" or "Adventures in Gunrunning" - ACT 6
POSTED BY: Astriana
UPDATED: Tuesday, January 27, 2004 17:10
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Abruptly, a buzzer outside the ship interrupts Mal and Rowans conversation. A lone man is standing there, hooded trenchcoat hiding his face. He is, however, wearing a tattered blue glove on one hand.
I do the job, (click) and then I get paid.
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Kaylee's Move
Location: Engine Room
Kaylee enjoys having River around. When her meds are working, she's sweet and funny. She can hear the girl puttering around behind her as she works.
Suddenly, River screams with pure terror. Whipping around, Kaylee manages to catch her as she stumbles. Amidst her screaming and wimpering, Kaylee hears River say "ge-ge", her pet name for Simon.
"Oh, god...not Simon," Kaylee whispers.
Taking River up in her strong arms--"This girl weighs next ta nuthin'! she thinks absently--Kaylee starts down the passageway.
"River? Honey, where's Simon? Is he still in the infirmary?"
End Move
BoomerGoodheart
"I love my Captain."
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Book's Move
Location: Galley pantry
Book, happily preparing food and oblivious to any noises, continues to sing in a loud baritone voice one of his many favorite aria's.
"ca drazi cal miento. Ah la la la la la"
He pauses mid warble, and listens for a moment at what he thought might have been a sound. But his lack of paying attention makes him drop a large sack of protein, which causes pots to fall to the floor making an even greater racket.
Book shakes his head happily, leans down to clean up the mess and continues to sing.
"la la la la la la."
EM
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OOC: Ok, here it goes, I'm gonna get started... but can someone please tell me who the new charaters are and what the 'deal' is all about?
Oh, and can someone tell me what kind of city they are at and where they are headed?
Damon stumbles as he turns the corner, running at top speed and breathing rapidly. He quickly regains his balance and takes off down the new street.
Gun shots can be heard not far behind him. "He's headed for the docks!"
Damon raises his gun and fires at a Fed that tries to cut him off. (if there are no Feds on this planet, then make them local law men). He jumps over the dying man and races on. But his aching wounded body is beginnning to slow him down, and he knows that its only a matter of time before they catch him.
Everyone dies alone...
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The man outside the ship hears the weapons, and turns in the direction. He can feel someone in need. . .someone who could use his skills. . .
I do the job, (click) and then I get paid.
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Rowan’s Move:
He’s tall, this captain, lean and built for battle. Nice mouth to go with those intense eyes. Wouldn’t take much to just lean up against him for a quick taste.
ROWAN to herself: He does smell awfully good ... for a space bum ... might be worth a grapple at that.
A man's roaring scream from the other passenger dorm hallway erupts just in time to stop her. The captain reacts instantly, taking off in the direction the shout had come from. Pulling the edges of the robe around to close it, Rowan ties the belt and considers going back to her room, getting dressed and getting out. There’s likely to be at least one more ship headed for New Hikido today or tomorrow at the latest. She can still get there in time.
Yet, even as she’s thinking of alternatives, she finds herself drawn up the passageway, following the captain to the ‘verse only knew what.
ROWAN to herself: No wonder the man is cranky – with this kind of stress going on every minute of the day, it's a wonder he hasn’t come completely apart at the seams already. If anybody was ever in need of a good grapple, it's definitely him.
EOM
OOC: Squee, I'll send you a run down of Rowan in a bit.
I draw, therefore I am
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Damon's turn
Location: running towards the docks (and to Serenity, though doesn't know it)
Damon tries to ignore the pains of his injuries as he forces himself to run faster. He can hear the Feds yelling at him to surrender. He looks over his shoulder to see three of them gaining on him.
"Go se... bu hao"
He turns back in time to see a fed aiming at him, and dives for the ground just as he fires. The concussion gun impacts the air with a loud jolt, barely missing him. He winces as he hits the ground, but quickly rolls onto his back and fires at the approaching Feds.
He takes them down with quick, efficient shots and tries to sit up. Pain rips through his body causing him to fall back onto the ground, holding a hand to his side. Those wangba dan(s) did more damage than he would like to admit.
More Feds can be heard not far away. He forces himself to his knees and climbs to his feet. He was lucky to get away the first time, he won't be able to do it again. He picks up a second weapon from the wounded Fed and starts running again.
Maybe I can loose them at the docks, he thinks to himself. Bullets fly past him as the Feds round the corner behind him and open fire. Almost there... dock 4 is on the next street...
Just then, three more Feds step out in front of him, blocking his escape.
"Shit." He veers to the right, but not before a shot hits his leg. He muffels a cry of pain and jumps behind a bunch of crates. The chase is over, but he'll give 'em hell before they take him again. He kneels on his good leg, and opens fire on the seven Feds.
OOC: this fight is not very far away so it can definately be heard from the ship...
Everyone dies alone...
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Abruptly, over damons head, a cloaked form flies over him. Damon peeks over, only to see his savior standing over all the feds that were chasing him lying in a perfect heap. With his tattered hand, he reaches down and picks up one of the comlinks, speaking slowly, but out of breath.
Brink: "All channels. We've trapped the suspect. Please send all available squads to the suburbs, we will require back-up. We think he has a scanner, so please invoke radio silence until further notice.
He drops the com, and wanders over to brink, offering his hand. "Need some help?"
I do the job, (click) and then I get paid.
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Abruptly, over damons head, a cloaked form flies over him. Damon peeks over, only to see his savior standing over all the feds that were chasing him lying in a perfect heap. With his gloved hand, he reaches down and picks up one of the comlinks, speaking slowly, but out of breath.
Brink: "All channels. We've trapped the suspect. Please send all available squads to the suburbs, we will require back-up. We think he has a scanner, so please invoke radio silence until further notice.
He drops the com, and wanders over to brink, offering his hand. "Need some help?"
I do the job, (click) and then I get paid.
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OOC: ACK! I have to go for an hour or two so here's a quick response:
Damon's turn
location: behind a bunch of crates near dock 4
Damon, breathing in hard labored breaths, looks suspisciously at the man offering his hand.
"Who wants to know?"
OOC: have to run! later
Everyone dies alone...
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