Special Branch: The Living Dead
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UPDATED: Thursday, January 18, 2007 15:39
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The stranger finally pulls his grav-sled up to the assembled group.
"Is this the local chapter of anti alliance anonomous?"
Scorpion Regent
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From inside the transport, Seryn hears the strangers voice, and starts to laugh.
@Go tell them to stop messing about, it's SR, tall the man that he has to stop popping up on us like that, and to get in her and report - i want to know how he is!"
Sykes goes to step out of the Transport, but stop and decides to watch instead - the other obviously didn't know the voice as well as Seryn had, and were still slowly summing eacgh other up like rival dogs.
The it clicked, Wisp visibly relaxed, and Soul began to grin, but Safe had already walked up and clapped the guy on the shoulder. "You old... How the hell did you find us? When did you get here? Good god, no, tell us when we're moving, its time we got off this rock. Someone in there will be glad to see you.
Safe ran back to the transport, banging on the side to get the drivers attention. The engine started up, as Soul and the others shook Regents and stowed his haul away.
Sykes resumed his place, let Seryn pummell him into a comfier shape again and relaxed, feeling the rumbles of the engine and strangely glad to be leaving.
The stranger climbed aboard, took in all the different folks there, then seemed to stop dead when he saw Seryn. His face hardened slightly, but not before a brief flash of confusion swept accross his features. Sykes watched, the man met his eyes and they hardend further, he seemed about to turn away, but them approached them.
Seryn stirred, did her best to sit straight, and grinned at him. But even she seemed puzzled by the cold greeting.
He stood, not even swayed by the lurching of the transport as it moved off "Captain."
(ooc - is this ok?)
Isn't sanity really a one trick pony, anyway? I mean all you get is one trick, rational thinking! But when you're good and crazy...ooh hoo hoo hoo... the skys the limit!
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Originally posted by seryn:
From inside the transport, Seryn hears the strangers voice, and starts to laugh.
@Go tell them to stop messing about, it's SR, tall the man that he has to stop popping up on us like that, and to get in her and report - i want to know how he is!"
Sykes goes to step out of the Transport, but stop and decides to watch instead - the other obviously didn't know the voice as well as Seryn had, and were still slowly summing eacgh other up like rival dogs.
The it clicked, Wisp visibly relaxed, and Soul began to grin, but Safe had already walked up and clapped the guy on the shoulder. "You old... How the hell did you find us? When did you get here? Good god, no, tell us when we're moving, its time we got off this rock. Someone in there will be glad to see you.
Safe ran back to the transport, banging on the side to get the drivers attention. The engine started up, as Soul and the others shook Regents and stowed his haul away.
Sykes resumed his place, let Seryn pummell him into a comfier shape again and relaxed, feeling the rumbles of the engine and strangely glad to be leaving.
The stranger climbed aboard, took in all the different folks there, then seemed to stop dead when he saw Seryn. His face hardened slightly, but not before a brief flash of confusion swept accross his features. Sykes watched, the man met his eyes and they hardend further, he seemed about to turn away, but them approached them.
Seryn stirred, did her best to sit straight, and grinned at him. But even she seemed puzzled by the cold greeting.
He stood, not even swayed by the lurching of the transport as it moved off "Captain."
(ooc - is this ok?)
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A myriad of thoughts ran through SR's mind. He had found her again, or had she found him? In times of great stress or need SR could "travel", he would spontaneously dissappear from a time and place and appear somewhere else. Sometimes he didn't move far in time or space, other times,..well far is too small a word to describe. He could control the point of departure, but not the point of arrival. Yet time and time again he seemed to be drawn back to her, Seryn. He had seen her old, he had seen her as child, both of these instances he was lucky enough to be in disguise, he had seen and be involved with her in multiple situations. He had been the quartermaster of her pirate crew. Everytime he met her again he had to figure out how much she remembered of him. The fact that at one time thay had been "seeing" each other made all of this exponentially more complicated. His worst nightmare was finding her grave.
And now here she was. SR wanted to sweep her off her feet and kiss her, but what if he had never done that with her before, at least in her recollection. He tried to look for time line clues, who was here, what were they wearing? What music was being broadcast?
And who was that man she was being so fo,..frie,..familiar with?
Scorpion Regent
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OOC: Wisp, I loved the Safe punching the doctor! I was gonna write something similar.
Yup, that worked Seryn! SR, I didn't truely understand your first post, but the last one was great!
Sorry about the length of this, but when writers block breaks...
Upon seeing Seryn, Safe felt a large weight lift off his chest. The crew was together, essentially intact. Crew... Safe paused to consider that. These people, thrown together by circumstance, some as different as night and day, clicked. He couldn’t understand why, but wasn’t about to question it. In fact, the feeling was cemented in Safe’s mind by what happened next.
After greeting Seryn, Safe looked up. Soul stood of to one side gazing back up the tunnel. The man was an enigma. For what Safe could remember of his case file, he was a loner, never technically worked with a crew. Rumour had it he was connected at one time to an assassin’s guild. The fact that he stayed with this group this long and had acted selflessly in the hospital spoke volumes to Safe.
Safe walked up to Soul but before he could say anything, Soul interrupted him.
“He’s headed straight for us, like he knew we were here.”
Safe followed the other mans gaze back up the tunnel.
“How so?”
“When he rounded the corner, he didn’t look any other direction.”
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“Soul?...Safe?” Seryn called out.
“Yeah, we see him.”
Safe could fell the group tense as one. A rifle bolt snapped into place.
Turning casually, Safe found Jake and Flechette standing nearby. Safe locked eyes with jack. They had been through a lot of tight spots together. Jack could read the message in Safe’s eyes and stood down ready for follow Safe’s lead. Flechette followed suit.
The rifle belonged to Wisp. Safe looked at the youngster and slowly shook his head. Wisp’s eyes darted from the stranger, to Safe, to Jack and back to Safe again, before lowering the rifle.
Safe had to grin. He liked the kid. He was a quick learner. Seemed to absorb everything around him.
Turning back to Soul, who had never stopped watching the stranger, Safe watched the stranger take a draw from a flask and continue towards them. Safe knew the newcomer had seen them all watching him.
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The stranger finally pulls his grav-sled up to the assembled group.
"Is this the local chapter of anti alliance anonomous?"
“I don’t know where you get such fanciful ideas as that neighbour.” Safe says with an easy smile. “Jes’ deliverin’ up a few supplies for the needy. I would imagine that the Anti Anonmous Alliance or some such, wouldn’t be caught muckin’ about in the sewers eh?”
Citizen, now wise to Safe's ways steps forward. "As my loutish help so... eloquently explained, I, Mr. Citizen (perhaps you've heard of me?) not we, are making deliveries. Now if you'd so kind..." He waves the necomer off to the side. "Time is money and money is time. Ok people!! Chop chop. Off to the next stop."
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From inside the transport, Seryn hears the strangers voice, and starts to laugh.
“Go tell them to stop messing about, it's SR, tall the man that he has to stop popping up on us like that, and to get in her and report - I want to know how he is!”
Sykes goes to step out of the Transport, but stop and decides to watch instead - the other obviously didn't know the voice as well as Seryn had, and were still slowly summing each other up like rival dogs.
Then it clicked, Wisp visibly relaxed, and Soul began to grin, but Safe had already walked up and clapped the guy on the shoulder. “You old... How the hell did you find us? When did you get here? Good god, no, tell us when we're moving, its time we got off this rock. Someone in there will be glad to see you.”
Safe ran back to the transport, banging on the side to get the drivers attention. The engine started up, as Soul and the others shook Regents and stowed his haul away.
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"Got a headful of lightning
And a heart full of rain
And I know that I said
I'd never do it again
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Wisp wasnt overly invested in the meeting as he realised he hadnt slept in about three days. He threw a quick salute and a pat on the back before finding a semi-comfy spot on the floor and sitting down. Within 12 seconds he was gone to the world, too tired for dreams he lay comatose for hours.
'let the grownups do the horse work for a change'
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Ghost sat silently in the corner of the room, hugging her knees with her good arm. The adults had been acting silly for a long time. 'Specially around Ms. Seryn, Mr. Scary Doctor man, and the silly man with the cart who had just arrived. Ms. Seryn must have gotten out like they did, maybe that was why Mr. Scary Doctor man had left her in the scary place, to get Ms. Seryn, and she had been a bad girl by moving from where he had left her. She hoped her punishment wouldn't rehurt her hurt arm. It was hurting enough now. She hoped it wouldn't be no food for a week, cause she was really really really hungry.
There were a lot of adults here, more adults than she had seen in a long time. That was why she was trying to be a good girl and stay small and silent. Children were meant to be neither seen nor heard, and to obey. That was what Mr. and Mrs. Carson had told her.
She missed Truth and Shadow.
April
OOC: Sorry it's been so long, I'll try to do better.
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Ghost sat silently in the corner of the room, hugging her knees with her good arm. She hoped her punishment wouldn't rehurt her hurt arm. It was hurting enough now. She hoped it wouldn't be no food for a week, cause she was really really really hungry.
There were a lot of adults here, more adults than she had seen in a long time. That was why she was trying to be a good girl and stay small and silent. Children were meant to be neither seen nor heard, and to obey. That was what Mr. and Mrs. Carson had told her.
SR looked about for clues and for something to do. When lost in time he found it best to set himself to some sort mundane task and everything else, hopefully, would fall into place.
He looked about and his sharp eyes spotted a small child huddling in a corner. Tired, hungry, frightened, injured, the girl didn't belong here, SR sensed that she was probably a orphan. It riled him to see a child suffer. He would give her some food. He began to rummage through his mussete bag slung around his neck and shoulder. His search produced bag of trailmix, a large hank of beef jerky, two oranges and a small daily vitamin package. He bundled up the food and vitamins in a large scarf. He the turned to the grav-sled. He reached under the tarp at one corner and pulled out a full canteen. That should do the job. He realized there was a problem. There was no way a small child would, or even should, trust any gift from a tall dark stranger, it would have to be given indirectly. This needed a woman's touch. He approached Seryn.
"Capt'n, yer pardon,"
"Yes?"
"Yonder urchin there looks in need of a snack." He said indicating with a tilt of his head towards Ghost. He handed Seryn the bundle and the canteen. "I hope she's not allergic to nuts. You'll have to peel the oranges for her, she's only got one good arm."
Scorpion Regent
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Moments earlier:
Needy stared blankly into the eyes of Milton, his former protege. "What do you mean?"
"I... I thought you were dead."
"What did you do?" Needy asked calmly
"I thought these savages had killed you."
"What did you do?" Needy asked again, this time more anxious.
"I just did what I thought was best. 'Do the right thing' - like you taught me. No matter wha..."
"WHAT DID YOU DO?!" He repeated angrily as he stood up to Milton
"The Alliance" he began to confess "I gave them everything they needed... to take down the Resistance."
Needy continued to stare at him, eyes of fire.
"I imagine they know where we are right now... formulating a plan... if they're not already acting on it"
Needy closed his eyes so to calm his spirit and think it over.
"Its the beginning..." the being told him "of the war."
"No," Needy told the presence in his mind "its too soon"
"It's time"
"No" Needy uttered, out loud this time, causing Milton to stand back
"What?" his protege asked in fear
Needy's eyes were now open, but were no longer looking at Milton, but a figure looming in the distance behind him. Walking towards them.
Could this be the beginning?
A sole Alliance operative sent to bring them in? It seemed bold even for them.
But as the figure edged closer, Needy realised he was wrong, and that the person that entered into the midst of their group was not Alliance. It was not even a stranger. It was SR
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Thordom Business Park
On the roof of the EkstraTech building, a sniper got into position.
Laying low on the roof, he peered through the scope of his weapon, and directed it towards the window across the street, to the offices of Chung Industries.
"I've got a visual" he spoke into his communicator
On the street outside, a delivery van remained parked by the side of the building.
Inside were ten souls, a driver, eight special operatives and their team leader - a man by the name of Captain Man Janus - and all listened intently to the report being given them by one of their colleagues.
"You got a visual on Number One?" Janus spoke into his comm.
"Negative" the reply came back after a moment's silence. "It looks like they're all packing up. And Number One got to go home early"
"Ai Ya" the captain cursed in response.
"He may come back" the sniper reasoned
"No. He's long gone. We wait any more and they'll slip through our hands again" Janus realised
"Course of action?" the sniper asked
"We move". Janus turned to his men in the truck and ordered "Operation is a go. Now move!"
Returning to his comm as the eight special agents move out, he instructs "we're doing this now Phelps. Remember, we want them alive to talk... but I don't wanna lose any men again. You think you need to take a shot, you take it"
"Yes sir" Phelps replied as he readied himself
Flipping a switch by the receiver he ordered teams Blue and Red to prepare themselves at the exit, in case any of the resistance attempted to escape that way.
"Finally," Janus thought to himself "these rebels will face the consequences of their actions." With that, he armed himself and exited the back doors of the vehicle.
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Wisp had very wierd dreams that night. He dreamt he was in a room all awash with white light so he couldnt really see anything. Then a woman appeared he he sort of recognised but really couldnt be sure. She spoke with a soft tone that was comforting yet eerie
"The time is approaching where you will have to follow him"
"follow who??"
"He is the chosen one. The rest of you are here to focus and guide him. You must help him"
He awoke with a start intaking a sharp breath and banging his head on the wall. He shook his head with a puzzled look then dropped off again and dreamt of bunnies...
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