RP: "Adventures in GunRunning" - Act 9
POSTED BY: DragonFlyDirector
UPDATED: Thursday, February 19, 2004 17:35
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ARCHIVE THREAD
Includes episode synopses and links to all the threads for
prior acts.
http://www.fireflyfans.net/thread.asp?b=17&t=3681&m=39587#39587
GREEN ROOM (REAL-TIME):
(chat and storyline work)
http://www.fireflyfans.net/fireflychat.asp
GREEN ROOM (OOC) THREADS:
(more in-depth conversations about character
development/storylines)
http://www.fireflyfans.net/thread.asp?b=17&t=3628
STARRING:
Captain Malcolm 'Mal' Reynolds - Humble
(paulejohns@aol.com) temporarily played by Geezer (come
back soon, Humble!)
Inara Serra - Ciara (elenahope@yahoo.com; AIM)
Zoë Warren - Astriana (htempe@hotmail.com, MSN, AIM:
MissAstriana)
Wash Warren - Temporarily played by Astriana (We'll miss
you Zachsmind!)
Kaywinnit Lee 'Kaylee' Frye - BoomerGoodHeart
(boomergoodheart@hotmail.com, MSN, AIM)
Simon Tam - CapnRahn (CapnRahn@aol.com, MSN, AIM)
River Tam - TeelaBrown (AIM: Teela Sera)
Shepherd Book - ManiacNumberOne (magicbishop@comcast.net)
Jayne Cobb - SerenitysSon (killianf@bellsouth.net)
GUEST STARRING:
Adelai Niska - Kelso (enthelix@yahoo.com) temporarily
played by CapnRahn
Jubal Early - Succatash
Roosevelt 'Rosie' Thorne - Geezer (flygeezer@cox.net)
Rowan - Channain (channain@yahoo.com; AIM: Channain)
Brink 'Slight' Helsing - RavenWhyteWing
Damon - Squee (dm_squee@earthlink.net; AIM: Squee755)
DIRECTORS
Astriana - GameMaster (htempe@hotmail.com, MSN, AIM:
MissAstriana)
Channain - Co-Director (channain@yahoo.com; AIM: Channain)
PRODUCER
Haken
ACRONYM DEFINITIONS & TERMS
EOM = End of Move
OOC = Out Of Character
POV = Point Of View
WT = Working Title
GENERAL POST GUIDESLINES
None have been established. Each player has a unique style
for posting a move that is consistent within itself. You'll
catch on!
Last but not least, the Gunrunners would like to extend a
big THANK YOU to Joss Whedon for creating a whole new
'verse for us to play in, and to Haken for giving us a
bright, shiny new sandbox theater!
Joss
RP Gang
Haken
RP Gang
NEW ALPHA POST FORMAT THANKS TO CHANNAIN!
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Jaynes turn: (finally)
Jayne hears Mal over the radio and decides its best to go ahead and go check the cargo area. Moving slowly, sweeping back and forth with Vera, Jayne starts thinking it might not be such a bad assignment after all. He had noticed the new passenger several times as he went about his work today, and she sure wasn't hard on the eyes, could be a bit of fun.
Jayne enters the catwalk above the cargo area and looks down to see Rowan taking swig after swig from the Tequila. He stands there for a moment slightly taken aback then regains his composure and heads down the stairs.
"Ain't many women I met that can handle the hard stuff like that. Hell, ifin' I didn't know better, I'da sweared ya' was one a my old drinkin' buddies."
"Capn' wants us ta' check out the cargo are fer any signs a that ruttin psycho Niska, care ta' take a stroll?" Jayne offers his hand to Rowan to help her get to her feet.
The Hero of Canton, the man they call... Meeeeee!
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I hate doing this ...
PLACEHOLDER FOR CHANNAIN & NISKA's move
Channain won't be able to post on the 5th ...
Ummm ... so everyone can carry on with their moves, this placeholder is here and with notes to help you follow the story line UNTIL - Channain and I can blend Rowan and Niska's 'moves'right here in this EXACT post.
In as much that ROWAN's move and NISKA's will not 'affect' other character...
SCRIPT NOTES
For some reason...{SIDE NOTE: yer choice SSon, we thought ROWAN would get boored and do the following}...after searching for a bit in the cargo bay, Jayne and Rowan split up.
ROWAN decides to take the trash out on the MULE and dump it outside.
{Frau Direktor, sorry about the new bit with the mule . I felt it had to be done for continunity, if not correct in your eyes or the players, I can fix it}
Then this COMPLETED post will occur.
AFTER THIS POST
ROWAN will be found outside by {whoever wants to 'wander' outside first} on Hera(?) a bit drunk on tequila - leaning on/holding a mop handle with no mop hheadon the end.
ROWAN is staring stoically angry at something on the ground nearby. It is a broom handle broken into 2 nearly equal halves.
ROWAN may be quietly cussing about the deviant Shan Yu's teachings and that Shan Yu just outright stole and disgraced the teachings of Sun Tzu.
But ROWAN WILL be spittin' mad that Niska 'cheated' and got the drop on her.
NISKA and the MULE is nowhere in sight.
EDIT
smeagol edited like mistress directed ...
Vas dot a kerrect aseezment, Frau Direktor?
*Cap'n Rahn weaves his sleepy way to his bedroom*
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Book's Move
Location: Infirmary with Simon and Damon (on med bed)
"I know you don't want to talk about this, but you're going to have to."
As Book watches, the rage and anxiety seem to drain from Simon's body. Simon begins to wobble, and an uncontrollable urge to lie down immediately comes over him. As Simon teeters on the edge of his drug-induced strength, Book takes a step forward and guides him to the center med bed. Simon relaxes onto the table, visibly exhausted, and Book watches Simon's color turn from a semi-normal skin tone to a pale white.
Recognizing the withdrawal symptoms of the mind-altering drug he had held onto for so long, Book wishes he had never taken it from hiding, wishes he had never had it at all. *Book's thinking* "We've learned nothing, we've lost Niska, Simon's damaged, and I... I can't believe what I've done." Book swallows down his guilt and leans over Simon.
Book to Simon
"I know you can hear me Simon. Focus. It's coming to an end. You're going to be alright."
Book looks up to Damon whose still on the side med bed.
"Damon, I know you're hurt, but I need your help. Can you bring that oxygen?"
Book indicates a two-foot container in a metal stand behind Damon.
Book to Simon
"Simon. Focus."
EM
OOC - CapnRahn, I noticed you were involved in sickness, co-directing and moving for Niska. So I took a little creative license with Simon. If it doesn't jive, let me know.
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Rowan’s Move:
Location: Cargo Bay, growing swiftly blended on tequila. Mal has just sent down orders for her and Jayne to search the entire bay, including hidden caches, for Niska.
Taking one more healthy drink for good measure - damn that's fine stuff - Rowan senses a sudden shift in the ship’s position and sits herself down on the deck grates. Wondering when it was they took off, she takes another drink.
Feeling the hairs on the back of her neck lift, she turns to see Jayne at the top of the catwalk, an enormous gun gently cradled in his hands, frozen in the midst of coming down. He was watching her like a man watches a strip tease - enjoying what he was seeing, and wanting still more.
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Jayne: "Ain't many women I met that can handle the hard stuff like that. Hell, ifin' I didn't know better, I'da sweared ya' was one a my old drinkin' buddies."
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He seems much taller than the last time she saw him. Tilting her head back as he approaches, she determines there’s no mistaking the strength. She’d bet half her stash that when he walked into a bar, just about everyone in the place took notice.
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Jayne: "Capn' wants us ta check out the cargo are fer any signs a that ruttin psycho Niska, care ta' take a stroll?"
Jayne offers his hand to Rowan to help her get to her feet.
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ROWAN (to self): MMMM…nice hands.
After two tries, she gets the cap back on the bottle, then reaches out with her left hand. Gripping firmly, she lets him tug her to her feet, and holds on while the deck sways again.
ROWAN: Kinda pilot you all got on this boat anyhow?
Hearing his chuckle, she watches him turn and lead the way. A little distracted by the view - nice backside - she starts to follow, one careful step at a time, then stops as an idea blooms.
ROWAN: Waitasec. Be right back.
Turning back to where the cleaning supplies are, she zeros in on the probelmatic broom. Setting down the bottle, she gently yanks the broomstick free and takes it through a quick two-handed warm up, then through a complete competition-sharp bo staff kata. Poised in final position, she nods in approval, and turns back to give Jayne a frown.
ROWAN: If this Adalai Niska we’re looking for, I’d be more comfortable poking around with this than sticking my head in anywhere he might be.
SUPPLEMENTAL:
Looking at him and sensing a hint of astonishment, she squints hard, trying to bring that big, handsome blur into focus.
ROWAN: What?
EOM
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Damon's turn
Location: infirmery
Damon opens his eyes when he hears someone address him. "Damon, I know you're hurt, but I need your help. Can you bring that oxygen?" The preacher indicates a two-foot container in a metal stand behind Damon.
Damon looks to where the man is pointing and makes a face as he forces himself to sit up. He couldn't understand why his wounds were hurting so much. Why the hell would they feel worse after seeing the doctor?
He eases himself onto his feet cautiously and, using the counter for support, picks up the oxygen and brings it over to the preacher.
"What's wrong with him all of a sudden?" he askes leaning on the med bed.
I'm not broken, in my dream I win...
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Book's Move
Location: Infirmary with Damon and Simon
After speaking to Damon, Book watches Simon closely for any more changes.
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Damon eases himself onto his feet cautiously and, using the counter for support, picks up the oxygen and brings it over to the preacher.
"What's wrong with him all of a sudden?" he asks leaning on the med bed.
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Book to Damon
"He isn't himself at the moment. I'm hoping that the things inside him will work themselves out soon. There's not much I can do. But we can help him by not letting him try to attack anybody... He doesn't normally act that way."
As Book is speaking, he accepts the oxygen from Damon and puts the mask into Simon's hands waiting hands.
Book to Simon
"Breathe into this when you need to doctor."
Book turns on the oxygen, lets Simon take control of the mask and takes a good look at Damon. He see's the blood has soaked through the bandages again, and the dressing done hastily. The sound of oxygen hissing into the room, Book leaves Simon's side on the pretense of checking the oxygen levels, and steps close to Damon.
Book to Damon, softly.
"I thought the doctor fixed you up?"
EM
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Damon's turn
Location: infirmery
Damon watches as the preacher helps the doctor with the breathing mask and then looks down at the bandages under his shirt. He steps closer to Damon and speaks softly, "I thought the doctor fixed you up?"
Damon studies the man for a moment, surprised by his genuine concern.
"He did... at least I think he did. I don't remember what happened. I think he stitched me up, but it feels worse than it did when the bullets were still in there."
I'm not broken, in my dream I win...
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LOCATION-INFIRMARY
Just as...
SIMONs head is pounding from the after affect of the strange epinephrine rush he experienced when he got angry at the possibility SLIGHT had harmed RIVER.
Now he feels frustrated at the Captain for letting a Blue Sun operative on board without even TRYING to check out SLIGHTs story.
SIMON had thought that everyone aboard, even Jayne, had come to accept River and he.
SIMON shakes his head in negation, which feels like it triggers movement of a massive thrombus that has been wending its clotted way through his cerebral arteries since he saw BOOK nearly toss SLIGHT off of the exam table.
Simon replays the memory of what triggered him...
Quote:
Book, though not having done much, begins to hyperventilate. He leans against the med table to steady himself, and hears a voice asking as if through cotton...
SIMON
"What happened?"
Book slows his breathing and looks up to Simon as Slight's eyes stop bleeding and the swaying infirmary comes into focus.
BOOK
"I don't know... it's my fault. I left her alone."
Book's face hardens once more and he snaps back to Slight. His anger obvious and about to consume him, Book grabs Slight's shirt, twists it tight and almost lifts him off the med table before he masters himself and drops him with a thud. Looking at his open hands, they begin to shake and he curls them into fists.
Book
"River... we need to ask River."
Ringing his hands together, Book backs away from the med table to the doorway and turns to look for River in the common area.
... SIMON feels justified in taking what BOOK said and nearly acted on as a viable trigger. But... SIMON drops his head into his hands, the memory stick that SLIGHT gave SIMON pricking SIMONs forehead.
SIMON raises his head and looks uncomprehendingly at the memory stick.
A memory swims slowly from the depths of SIMONs mind. Something about a trigger ...River ... and ... death?
SIMON looks up to ask SLIGHT to further elucidate and sees that everyone has gone, except BOOK and DAMON.
BOOK moves toward SIMON with an oxygen mask.
BOOK
"Breathe into this when you need to doctor."
SIMON accepts the mask and inhales slowly and deply for 3 long breaths. SIMON removes the mask and turns off the valve, as not to waste any of the gas left in the tank.
SIMON
looks up to BOOK and sees that BOOK has turned away. SIMON croaks, his throat dried out by the small amout of raw oxygen he inhaled.
"Shepherd ..."
EOM
"Remember, there is only ONE absolute - There ARE NO absolutes!!!"
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Jayne's turn:
Jayne apparently had too much tequila with Rowan and passed out behind a crate.
OOC:Sorry folks took 3 days to post works been hell.
The Hero of Canton, the man they call... Meeeeee!
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