The Sereni-Tree and Mai-Quest 3: Quest to the Old West

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THEGREYJEDI

Saturday, January 27, 2007 11:31 PM

As he gathers together the correct equipment, Grey sighs. Never a long quiet moment in the Sereni-tree. He slips a pair of knee-high brown riding boots over grey pants. He buttons a grey double-breasted mandarin color jacket and straps a matching brown ammo belt across his waist. He tops it all off with a calf-length grey wool coat in a lighter shade than the pants and jacket, with an almost silver-grey circle-crowned hat. He adjusts a brown strap and slings an almost six foot long scope rifle across his back and grabs a serviceable looking cane of pure ebony wood with a blued-steel cap and a matching handle that's shaped like a hammer. He turns to Jet.

"I'll be back very soon."

He leans down and gives her a soft kiss on the forehead.

"Promise."

Grey makes his way to the brig and into 'Westworld.'

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CITIZEN

Saturday, January 27, 2007 11:46 PM

Isn't sure if he's here there or everywhere.

More insane ramblings by the people who brought you beeeer milkshakes!
No one can see their reflection in running water. It is only in still water that we can see.

LIGHTMEDARK

Sunday, January 28, 2007 12:41 AM

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Originally posted by LightMeDark:
He sits back again as he forces another swallow from the bottle. His mind begins swimming as the first notes play.

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cue flashback-ish scene
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Originally posted by LightMeDark:
LMD stifles a laugh fed by the astonished look on Paul's face directed at the woman leaning against the frame of the open door off the porch.

"Don't mind Paul, dearie...old fool. LMD you said? Name's Sally, and right glad to have ya. There's some food to be ate on the table if ya care to."

"I'd be pleased and honored, Sally. Perhaps I could be of some help around here after, in compensation?"

The look of anger Paul aims at Sally is quickly masked with a smile when he notices El is looking at him.

LightMeDark stands up from the table after a hearty meal. He empties his plate into the nearby trash bin, throwing a banana peel in after the scraps of food he hadn't finished.

Sally breaks the after-dinner silence. "Been a mighty long time since we had any visitors in these parts, even longer since we been out t' town. How's things these days?"

LMD pauses before speaking, considering how to go about answering his host. "Well enough, as far as I can tell. To be honest, I only just arrived a few days ago, and I've spent most of my time at the pub. Friendly enough there...Sorry I don't know more."

"That right? Thought yer clothes was a bit odd compared to what we use'ta, but like I said, ain't been to town for...well, long 'nough. Anyhow, where'd you ride in from?"

"I came, ah, I came here on a ship with my, ugh - s'cuse me - came with my crewmates." LMD shakes his head in an attempt to clear his vision which has started to blur at the edges.

"Came in on a boat, did you? Never been on one o' them, afeared I'd get the seasickness. Terrible thing, I heard."

"No, no, a spaceship," El clips out as he grabs his stomach with both hands, "lookin for fire-breathin birds."

"You a'right, dearie? Ya look a li'l pale. Why don't ye have a seat." Sally smiles sweetly at LMD as he stumbles towards his chair.

Paul sits in silence, fuming through dinner and the conversation following it, until a shout of surprise bursts from him as he watches his unwanted guest crash to the ground several feet from the chair he'd been lurching for.

Laughing at her husband's shocked expression, Sally says, "What, Paul? You seen his clothes, an' don't tell me he didn't soun' funny t' ya, too. And ya heard him, talkin about fire-breathin birds an' ships from space an' all. Had to drug him. Good thing it was that our friend here likes bananas."

Paul again adopts a look of anger and fixes it on his wife. She's practically beaming.

"Can't a woman have fun, too? "

JADEHAND

Sunday, January 28, 2007 2:56 AM

OOC: well, I do believe someone here is a might perceptive.

*JadeHand looks up at, and to, Captain TRM slumped over his horse.*

"Now Captn, it's not time to be passin' out. We've only just arrived at our......(looks around).... destination. We've not even begun to drink the locals under the table, and ...inquire about our dear Mai."

*JadeHand takes the reins and begins walking Aluminum and his captain towards the small town up ahead, Taking great care to not let his Captain fall from the saddle. He pauses briefly to cough into a hankerchief which he tucks back into his inside coat pocket. Quickly, he returns to his walk and begins his calculating observations of the town as they approach.*

"All these years
Truth In front of my eyes
While I denied
What my heart knows was right."
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WASHSYOUNGERSEXIERBR

Sunday, January 28, 2007 6:12 PM

Wisp wanders bleary eyed from his room, Doris in tow rubbing his face as he stumbles forward.

"Whats that?? More adventure?? Not gonna happen, I had enough of adventure last time and I still have brainache from being a genius. Sand Really isnt my bag.

"Im just gonna stay here in reserve. Perhaps eat sandwiches."

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JAZAF

Monday, January 29, 2007 1:20 AM

Jazaf frowns at the thought of the Old West.
"I'd be at a considerable disadvantage there. I favor the Up-close-and-personal fights and, well... only a square brings a knife to a gun fight."
He then leaves the brig and heads for the common room.

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Mystery Man on the Sereni-Tree
Navigator on Destiny

THEREALME

Tuesday, January 30, 2007 4:05 AM

Quote:
Originally posted by citizen:
Isn't sure if he's here there or everywhere.

OOC: Whatever works best for you, Citizen.

MAI

Tuesday, January 30, 2007 5:43 AM

4 hours later...

**thinking**Well, the lovely fun of freedom is starting to wear off. How come I never get lost with a pack full of food and useful stuff?!" Ah well there's gotta be a restaurant around her somewhere. Even crazy cowfolk have to eat sometime."**

A few blocks down toward what appears to be the town square, finally a "Tavern" sign comes into view.

*walks up the sidewalk, trying to stick to the shadows, one foot hits the threshold, when an all too familiar, growly voice sounds from just a few feet behind*

"Take another step and I will end you where you stand!" the sheriff growls as he walks purposely towards his target. "And don't even think about openin' that pretty little mouth. You didn't really think you I'd just let you leave, did you?"

Sheriff Panties-in-a-wad, takes one large step behind Mai, pointing his gun directly at her temple.

"Now walk! I've got a brand new, special place all set up to hold crazy criminals, like you. I've been looking for an excuse to use it too"

"I'm not a crimi.." *falls in heap on the sidewalk steps as the Sheriff raises his gun and smacks her upside the head.

"Now generally, my rule is to never hit a women, but even and upstanding man such as my self has his limits. You should've listened when I told you to shut up the first time." he says to himself as he swings her over his shoulder and makes off in the opposite direction.

CALLMESERENITY

Tuesday, January 30, 2007 5:52 PM

The old west, huh? I can do that.

*Serenity heads off to her room and returns several minutes later wearing a calico dress and a cloak that serves to hide both her wings and her katanas.*

Here, Soul, dear. Watch Sera for a bit. Hopefully, we'll be back before her next feeding.

She heads through the portal.

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Wielder of the Magic Frying Pan of Sleep

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CITIZEN

Tuesday, January 30, 2007 11:38 PM

Arrrrgghhhhhh

*THUD*

Citizen lands comically face first from an indeterminable distance above the ground in a puff of dust.

Groaning his arms and leg begin to twitch.

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