Special Branch: The Living Dead
POSTED BY: NEEDY
UPDATED: Thursday, January 18, 2007 15:39
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Rosie plops down in the seat next to Wisp. Concern shows on her normally cheerful face. "Is something wrong, Wisp? Uh, I'm sorry I got mad back there. I didn't mean to shout."
Rosie Walker, plant woman
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"No No, Its great! If i was a respected scientist id have three nobel prizes in you!! This research material will occupy me for days. I dont care you got mad, I got a little crazy myself with the gun toting. I just wanna get off this rock. And we will as soon as The Von Trapps return back with the ankle biters."
"Oh good" Rosie replied slightly unerved by the idea of research in her but happy she could crush his skull if she felt like it.
"Now wanna help me with the preflight checks??" Wisp offered in friendship while he fought back a smug superiority master complex for creating her.
"Well...erm...I dont know how" She replied embarrased as a flush of Phloem tubes carrying a pink photosynthetic pigment filled her cheeks.
Blushing.
"Well you learn pretty good so far, so watch me and youll be flying in no time"
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OOC: Sorry I haven't posted in a while. I'm kinda at a loss of what to post. I did have an idea of how to keep us all together, though. I still have Destiny's Shadow. I can have 'Tash's head bring the ship back, and have Soul's crew gone for some reason or another. The ship is big enough to hold everyone.
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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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Revised to show Rosie’s personality. She is very naïve and inexperienced with "human stuff". Also, she would never contemplate violence against her friends or companions!
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Wisp wrote:
"No No, It’s great! If i was a respected scientist I’d have three nobel prizes in you!! This research material will occupy me for days. I don’t care you got mad, I got a little crazy myself with the gun toting. I just wanna get off this rock. And we will as soon as The Von Trapps return back with the ankle biters."
"Oh good," Rosie replied, slightly confused by the idea of research in her but happy she was no longer alone. “But I don’t think that I’d like prizes put inside me. I’m not a piñata! And what are ‘Von Trapps’ and why would they bite ankles? Are they some kind of parasites? Or are they mechanical traps that you use to catch a ‘von’? What’s a von? Oh, wait! Is ‘von’ another word for ‘ankle’?”
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"Now wanna help me with the preflight checks??" Wisp offered in friendship while he fought back a smug superiority master complex for creating her.
"Well...erm...I don’t know how," She replied, embarrassed as a flush of Phloem tubes carrying a green photosynthetic pigment filled her cheeks.
Blushing a pale green.
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"Well you learn pretty good so far, so watch me and you’ll be flying in no time"
"GREAT!"
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Earlier:
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Bullets flew all around as people shouted across to each other from all sides.
To the left, Needy and another woman were hiding behind a wall, armed to the teeth.
Other men and women - some she recognised, some she didn't - were already in the midst of the action, firing at uniformed alliance soldiers.
Needy and the woman came out fast, firing all around.
Dust sprayed up from the ground, and blood coloured the walls.
All hell had broked loose in this small backroad.
Then before she could scream out to warn him, Needy was hit with a bullet, straight through the heart.
As he fell, she cried out "No!"
A man in the distance heard the cry and quickly ran to her.
She tried to put her head in her hands in grief, but there was a problem with that. As she raised her hands up, she spotted the gun in her hand, still smoking. Then she realised what she had done. She had shot him.
She dropped the weapon, and looked at her hands in shock.
They were covered in blood.
She tried to wipe the substance off of her hand, but it was no use, the blood had already seeped through and stained her hands.
Wrapped up in her own confusion, she had failed to acknowledge the fact that the man that had ran towards her was now standing beside her, a gun trained at her head.
She slowly looked at the man. He was dressed in army fatigues, a soldier equipped for battle. A sniper rifle hung on his shoulders whilst his other weapon, a standard issue revolver remained pointing at her.
She shouldn't have recognised the man.
But she did.
His face...
It was Needy's.
"I'm-I'm sorry" She uttered softly
"So am I" He replied, before pulling the trigger.
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Kyra woke up suddenly, her heart skipping a beat as she threw her body forward to an upright position.
She looked around her. She was still in the transport, only she was alone. Those who had travelled with her were nowhere to be seen.
Fortunately she could hear voices in the distance, and footsteps. Footsteps getting louder.
Her nerves on edge, she anxiously waited, and did so quietly, so to not attract unnecessary attention to herself.
Then a face appeared in the open doorway of the transport.
Milton.
It wasn't long ago she was desperate to help him out, free him from his prison, now it seemed like he was going to help her.
"You are awake" he said, seemingly surprised to see it
She stumbled in her thoughts, wondering what was the best thing to ask first. Only one thoughtcame to her mind though. "Bernie?"
"What?" he asked, before realising what she was asking and corrected her. "You mean Needy."
She blinked in agreement
"What about him?"
"Is he... okay?" Her throat was sore, and her voice came across as croaky
"Yeah" he said reluctantly.
"But... how?"
"I don't know. He just is. C'mon we gotta go"
"What? Where?" It was a lot to take in for any person... especially someone just waking up after having been rendered unconscious.
"Outside. We're moving. Needy's request."
Kyra's scrunched her face and strained her eyes. Her head was killing her. She rubbed her eyes with her fingers and held her face in her hand.
Was she still dreaming? Nothing made any sense
"Are you coming or what?"
She leaned forwards and looked into his eyes with intent. "What is going on?"
"I don't know" Milton replied, emphasizing each word individually.
Seeing Kyra's face drop with worry though forced him to calm his spirit somewhat. She wasn't the enemy.
"Look, I don't know where we're going, but it's no problem. I just think he wants us to move to somewhere he thinks is safe."
Milton's voice was so sincere that he almost believed the words himself. He wanted to believe them, he just feared that he was wrong.
"You sure he's ok?" Kyra asked, getting ready to move off the seat
"Yeah, he's fine", he reassured, though in reality he thought "At least I hope so"
"But how?"
Milton shrugged. "I thought you of all people would understand. You've seen some pretty weird stuff rig
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After the conversation with the new Rosie, Needy was forced to listen to the voice in his head talk about destiny and the role he had to fulfil. He had heard it all before and frankly he was getting tired of it... but it was true nevertheless.
"They are a problem" the Being told him "both of them. They need to be dealt with"
"I know. I'm handling it" Needy said
"It needs to be done soon. They can't threaten your mission."
"I said I'll handle it," Needy replied "I know what I have to do"
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OOC: Just so I have it straight, do we want Safe, S.R. Seryn and the girls to go back to the Epsilon (which has the Nandi docked on top) and take it to find the tots? April?
I figured once we got off planet, we could either rendevous with the Destiny and or go to the secret bunker Seryn suggested. To tell the truth, the Dagger had totally slipped my mind. Plus I didn't want to use it and come across as a "duex es machina" sp?.
Sorry about the delay, work has been nuts, but I won't go there... happy thoughts happy thoughts... and any free time at home has been spent getting ready for Christmas. I've two little girls (7&10) that are bouncing off the walls with excitement. This is a story I don't want to just fluff out something, if you know what I mean.
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Safeat2nd- Sir Kei & Sir Luc on the Sereni-Tree, befuddled handyman on Destiny and proud contributor to the Special Branch
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“As much as I may find myself regretting these words, but I agree with Reagent. We need some transport. I don’t know about the rest of you, but I don’t want to take one of these… vehicles… only to come back and find the Alliance waiting for us. I say we go back and get the Epsilon and go get the little ones in that then head straight off planet.”
Looking around he sees nods of agreement.
“Besides, I’m getting sick and tired of this rock.”
Back at the Hanger:
Safe , Seryn, S.R. and their young charges board the Epsilon. While the others stare in wonder at the little plantlings, Safe strides, all business like, towards the cockpit.
“Oh, Hey Rosie. You’ve done something to your hair.” He says in passing then bellows “Wisp! You got this bird ready for flight yet?”
“Yessir!” Wisp hollers back, giving an over exaggerated salute and rolling his eyes.
Safe grins as he drops into the co-pilot seat. Putting on his headphones, he keys up the intercom. “Needy, Jack are our passengers all tucked in?”
Wisp looks at Safe puzzled. “Aren’t you sitting in the wrong chair?”
“Nope.”
“Locked and loaded Safe.” Jacks voice replies over the com.
“Good to go.” A subdued Needy responds.
“Ok, get us in the air kid.” Safe says as he brings his controls on line. “Seryn, bring Spider up here once we’re airborne.”
“Hey Wisp, do me a favour and remind me once we’re out of this to retire from giving orders… again.”
OOC: in case anyone has forgotten, the ISSCV Epsilon is shaped and configured roughly like a tour bus, only a little bigger.
Oh and let me know if this has thrown a wrench into anyones plot and I'll amend it accordingly.
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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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Seryn approaches where SR stands watch over Spider.
"Safe wants her forward. I'll take her."
"Right." SR moves aside as Spider stands up.
As they move off a thought crosses SR's mind.
"Do you still drink coffee capt'n?"
"Yes, but don't call me that anymore."
"Well over a cup of coffee we can figure out what you want me to call you."
Spider takes all this in as a smirk crosses her face.
Scorpion Regent
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Wisp pulled the bird into the air smoothly without a hitch. Eventually he settled into a low orbit and turned round to the crew.
"Where do I head?? I need a rough direction to head in. Suggestions??"
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