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Special Branch: The Living Dead

POSTED BY: NEEDY
UPDATED: Thursday, January 18, 2007 15:39
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Tuesday, December 5, 2006 9:29 PM

OOC: I think of Soul as a bit of Jensen Ackles from Supernatural. Morose, determined, haunted past, all that good stuff. - - .

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Soul, Security Chief of the Sereni-Tree, Captain of Destiny.

Mantichorus: "So is there a reason they call you 'Soul'?"
Soul (after a long pause): "Yeah. Because I have one."

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Wednesday, December 6, 2006 9:47 AM

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Originally posted by ScorpionRegent:
OOC: The imagination does interesting things when left to its own devices. I thought Seryn was beautiful and she wondered why.

Just that at the time I just didn't see her as that way - attractive maybe, but far from classically 'beautiful'. But if Claudia Black would be playing here then i'm just going to have to cope with the burden of being gorgeous.
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For SR think late thirties - early forties. Clive Owen (King Arthur, I'll sleep when I'm Dead), Tcheky Karyo (Wing commander, The original La Femme Nikita) or maybe Ralph Fienness (Strange Days). Remember Pierce Brosnan as James Bond in Die another Day? When he gets out of the prision camp, that's the look, hair long, beard, lot's of scruff. A bit of faded flash living on the edge like Antonio Banderas in Desperado. What did the Rangers look like in Middle Earth, regal bearing, shabby clothes, muddy boots, bright swords. Sean Bean as Richard Sharpe: a bloody killing officer, a real veteran soldier hardened from years of battle, promoted up from the ranks, not some foppish dandy who bought his commision with his parents money. Dirty Uniform, clean rifle. A survivor, like Christian Bale in Reign of Fire. You get the drift.

*melt* Sorry, you just said Clive Owne, Sharpe, Ranger and Christian Bale all in the same sentence - you're going to have to give me a moment...

*daydreams*

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Ok, back to the story....

IC - Seryn looked carefully around the door way, spotted the rifle and removed it from Carson's reach. Straightening back up, she handed the rifle, which she saw with some grudging respect was at least kept clean, to Safe, who left to start looking over the the outside of the house.

"So...? The children? where are they?"

"They ain't here, while stuff sitting rusting in the back, gorram brats haven't been here for days"

She was inclined to believe him - he didn't look anything but seriously annoyed. "So, where have they gone? Shouldn't you kind of know where they are at all times? They're your wards..."

At that moment Ghost came running up the path, yelling something to her, but Seryn couldn't make it out.

At the sight of her though, Carson let out an inarticulate growl and moved forward, fists clenched. But he couldn't get far - Sr moved the gun to press at the underside of his jaw, swiftly moving his taller frame to hide his action from the little girl.

Spider saw it though, and a look of grudging admiration came into her eyes.

Seryn kneeled and caught the little girl, who calmed a little "They're not here miss Seryn - they went to the hiding place, we go there sometimes, when..." she threw a nervous glance at Mr Carson.

"So you know where they are?"

"Yse, they left me a message"

"Ok, go back to Spider. Safe! Back here, we're leaving!"

She made to walk away down the path, but turned, Carson stood regarding her, sneer back on his face. Her blood boiling she approached him, waited until SR moved aside, and knee-ed him as hard as she was able in the groin.

It wasn't much, but it had to do. Safe joined them and dropped the now unloaded rifle on the downed guys head, then grinned.

"Man you can make a point when you want to... No other kids about, i think they all went. We'd better get there quick, and then be off this rock.... did you narrow down the co-ordinates?

Yes, Sykes and Jack should be sorting them now. We need more than a mule or the Nandi - i suggest we load everyone onto the Epsilon, fly quiet as possible overland, pick the kids up on the way past, then get out of here.

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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Wednesday, December 6, 2006 10:26 AM

OOC: We have talked about the Nandi and Epsilon but what about the Dagger? Did its crew head off in their own direction?

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Wednesday, December 6, 2006 1:15 PM

OOC- LEO!!! Christ im meant to be clever and a little rugged not a poncy stuck up twit!! How dare u.

Anyway-"Rosie...Wow. I knew those seeds were special but these are amazing characteristics!! I need to do some scans" Wisp wandered over to the storage compartment and removed his laptop like itd never been away. he immediatley started some scans of Rosie and her discarded tissues.

"Wow your cellulose structures have bee radically altered, these peptide chains are halfway between plants and Archea!! You seem to be able to access genetic material thats been locked away or borrowed from whatever you come into contact with. This is amazing. Look at these chlorophyll pigments!!! They absorb in the 550 through 400nm band and the secondaries create a perfect flesh tone!!"

As Wisp rambled on in what to everyone else was gibberish to himself the rest of the team who hadnt headed to the Carsons slowly backed away and left him to it.


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Wednesday, December 6, 2006 4:23 PM

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Originally posted by seryn:*melt* Sorry, you just said Clive Owne, Sharpe, Ranger and Christian Bale all in the same sentence - you're going to have to give me a moment...

*daydreams*

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Ok, ....








OOC: melt all you want, for goodnes sake don't apologise. If there is one thing I won't stand for it a good woman apologiseing for melting! It's your inalienable right to melt so do so without shame. If there is a place to day dream then this is it, so take your time. Not to be a nitpicker, but I actually said Clive Owne, Sharpe, Ranger and Christian Bale all in the same paragraph, but I get your point. Now there I just said them in the same sentence. You seem to like that, so what the hell, I'll do it again, Clive Owne, Sharpe, Ranger and Christian Bale. Pay attention guys, this is important. Find out what women want and get it for them. If she's worth it, well then she's ..., worth it.



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IC - Safe joined them and dropped the now unloaded rifle on the downed guys head, then grinned.









SR picks the man up by his shirt front and slams him against a wall. He then retrieves the rifle and pushes the barrel across the man's throat.

"Now that we have your attention, I'm going to say my piece. The only reason I don't kill you now is so that I can use you in a experiment of human nature. Now we are going to leave. I will return, won't say when, and when I do, If you are back to your old ways then I'll take my time killing you as slow as I can. If you prove to me that people can change, well then I'll consider you a different person and be on my merry. Got it?"
Carson only nods with no air to speak. Sr releases the pressure on his neck and he falls to the ground again. SR slings the rifle across the yard. Safe gives him a quizzical look as to the pitching of the rifle.
"You never know where he might have spare ammo stashed."

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Wednesday, December 6, 2006 4:30 PM

As the group turns to leave an ungodly shriek fills the air. “Mrs.” Carson appears around the corner of the building, broom held high, and runs straight at them.

“She’s mine!! You can’t have her!!”

The group only has time to turn when she’s on top of them, catching Safe, last in line, flatfooted.

Safe only puts his arms up to protect his face. Taking the brunt of the beating on his forearms, he makes no move to counter attack.

“Stop!” Seryn shoves the woman away from Safe.

Mrs. Carson turns her attention to Seryn and raises the splintered broom but before she can swing, S.R. catches a handful of her greasy hair yanking her head back.

Seryn doesn’t hesitate. Her right arm streaks out, punching the woman in the throat.

Mrs. Carson slumps gasping to the ground.

S.R. releases her hair and wipes his hand on his pants.

Safe crouches in front of Mrs. Carson, who despite having trouble breathing continues to try and spit curses at them. “Listen to me. The Alliance has your hover craft. Seems it was used by unknown persons to attack an Alliance funded hospital.” The woman’s eyes widen. “I would imagine it won’t be long before they come here.” Safe smiles at Mrs. Carson, “But then you’ve nothing to hide, right?”

Straightening up, Safe turns, “Let’s get out of here, times a wastin’.”

OOC: WYSB, Leo's taken some gritty roles lately but I have to agree, I think he's a fop too. It was the 'idea' of his type that I was suggesting. Young, cocky, smart, not afraid to get dirty, type of thing.

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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
Oh and I love you sweet baby but I always take the long way home."

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Friday, December 8, 2006 2:44 PM

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Originally posted by safeat2nd:
Straightening up, Safe turns, “Let’s get out of here, times a wastin’.”











"Hey remember this one?" SR asks reffering to Spider. "She ain't exactly innocent; I guarantee that if we take her with us she'll cause trouble, most likely thieve us down to our skivvies and turn us in to the bronze, brass or copppers once we're played out."

Scorpion Regent

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Friday, December 8, 2006 3:21 PM

Seryn watches the exchanges dispassionately, dimly aware that she should feel something. Mercy maybe. She grimaces, and turns to where the two girls were again out of sight.

"So where are they? You said you know where they are? How far away is it sweetie?"

Ghost looks up at Spider - it had been drilled into her that she was never to tell anyone the location of their hide outs, no one at all.
But Spider lost patience, and did it for her "Its on the river as it leaves the canyons, few miles form here - caves near the bank, i'll show you"
Ghost nods, and latches back onto Spiders leg, just as SR and Safe come into view.

Seryn watches the girls still, note the reaction to SR words - mostly hate, but a curious look in the narrowed eyes too... Grinning, she turns to the men. "Spider here is going to take you out to where the others are hiding - and probably coax them out of the cave for you. I trust SR that I can rely on you to keep her in sight and out of trouble at all times? I know you are aware of her... habits. When you get back from collecting them, we'll be ready to go, immedietly, I'll make sure of that."

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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Friday, December 8, 2006 5:39 PM

After Wisp had spent a few hours going over Rosies results he looked up to find himself alone. Vixen had zonked out on one of the bunks in the back and everyone else was outside. He wandered up to the Pilot seat and began activating sensors and things.

It seemed like a lifetime ago since hed piloted this very ship down with only a single engine. It had been a lifetime ago. It was time to leave this planet behind. He wanted to go to Ariel, To see if Danielle was real. At the same time he wanted to settle down on a little moon and live a simple event free life.

He was picking up the Nandi a few miles away on the edge of town, Seryn would want to fly her ship. Safe and his team would fly in the Dagger. Im sure if he asked nicely he could fly in the Epsilon.

Would they fly together?? Would they part ways and exchange christmas cards?? Would They have a reunion every year?? Who would these kids go with?? The Nandi was too small, would Safe have to act the father figure??

A smirk crossed his face at that point.

The one question he couldnt escape, the one that kept repeating and escalating, ebbing and weaving through his brain:

Would they come back for them??


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Saturday, December 9, 2006 3:52 PM

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Originally posted by seryn:
Seryn watches the exchanges dispassionately, dimly aware that she should feel something. Mercy maybe. She grimaces, and turns to where the two girls were again out of sight.

"So where are they? You said you know where they are? How far away is it sweetie?"

Ghost looks up at Spider - it had been drilled into her that she was never to tell anyone the location of their hide outs, no one at all.
But Spider lost patience, and did it for her "Its on the river as it leaves the canyons, few miles form here - caves near the bank, i'll show you"
Ghost nods, and latches back onto Spiders leg, just as SR and Safe come into view.

Seryn watches the girls still, note the reaction to SR words - mostly hate, but a curious look in the narrowed eyes too... Grinning, she turns to the men. "Spider here is going to take you out to where the others are hiding - and probably coax them out of the cave for you. I trust SR that I can rely on you to keep her in sight and out of trouble at all times? I know you are aware of her... habits. When you get back from collecting them, we'll be ready to go, immedietly, I'll make sure of that."









"Okay, I'll watch the grommet. Seeing as we are not the most popular people and we have just a little time and lot of smalls in tow may I suggest we get some sort of transport, perhaps we could borrow one of the Carson's "Buckboards" for the trip. It would be a form of poetical justice."

Scorpion Regent

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