The Sereni-Tree and the Next Big Thing
POSTED BY: TheRealMe
UPDATED: Saturday, April 7, 2007 04:47
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"looks as such, least when I got the tour with the Captain, or TRM if ya don't call him that, I saw a HUGE body of water on board... *shrugs, half teasing* Now, I haven't been to a pool in a while, but if I remember correctly, thats what a pool appears to be..."
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*looks sad*
"I'm feeling a mite bit sleepy. I think I'm going to go look for my big fishie tank so I can put my fishies in there and sleep next to it. You can follow if you want to get a better view of some parts of the ship as I wander."
*yawns and leaves the room*
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*wonders out after Fishie, snagging his gym bag as he walks*
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*after following Fishie for a while, then getting lost for a while more, BC'07 finds the pool, with Fishie laying on the floor near a massive floor to cealing aquarium filled with little blue fishies*
"Hey there little guys, I'm just gunna make Fishie a bit more comfortable..."
*reaches into his bag of requierment and pulls out a big, fluffy, ocean blue blanket and a pillow, gently raising Fishies head, BC slides the pillow under it, then carefully drapes the blanket around her sleeping form*
"you guys keep an eye on her, ok?"
*stifilying a yawn, he wanders back to his bunk*
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*waves to the new victi... errm uh, passengers.
Hi. Nice to see new faces. Sorry we'll have to chat later. I've got important ship-like things to do.
*runs off and continues hiding
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TheRealMe takes a quick look at BC07's resume. "Okay, very good. Welcome aboard. There should still be plenty of empty rooms. Just pick one."
TheRealMe, Captain of the Sereni-Tree
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Soul makes his way into the bowels of the ship, passing by long forgotten rooms, until he reaches a door that is cold to the touch. He takes a moment, and then phases, passing through the door.
He finds himself in a large room, filled with rows of cryobeds, and he makes his way over to the closest one, brushing ice away from the glass. Inside, the rather smushed body of the femalereaver lies frozen. Inside the next one, another woman, this one in better shape. She seems to be the woman McQ was so focused on when the SereniTREE was invaded not too long ago.
He walks past rows of cryobeds, seeing faces that he hasn't seen in a long time.
"Rat has been busy down here."
He turns and calls out. "Rat! You down here?"
He gets no response. Sighing, he turns to leave, when he hears a creaking sound coming from one of the front cryobeds. He makes his way slowly towards the front of the room, wishing he had brought a weapon. Finally, he sees one of the cryobeds standing open, and his heart drops when he realizes which one it was.
Then there is a hiss behind him, and he phases his body just as the FemaleReaver dives through him. Instead of turning around to fight him, though, she races for the wall, and climbs up into the ductwork before Soul can even move.
"What in the hell?!?"
He runs over to the open cryobed, and notices a large green button the he had apparently pressed when he was wiping off the ice. Above the green button, a flashing dialog box reads: Rapid Regeneration Complete.
Soul pulls out his comm box.
"Me, we have a slight problem..."
OOC: Sorry!! I was in the mood for a bit of peril, but with the FemaleReaver, we can still have fun with it. I hope no one minds!!
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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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*Serenity heads into the common room to find her little Serra. She finds her playing happily with a pile of blocks on the floor. Dr. Whom is asleep on the couch, Trey is snoring slightly on a squashy armchair. The common rooms looks like it was recently attacked by a Baby Toy Tornado. Stuffed animals, board books and little chew toys lay everywhere.*
Come on, my little butterfly, let's let them sleep.
*She picks Serra up and carries her away.*
Serenity,
President of The Juggled Gosling Chatroom
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Wielder of the Magic Frying Pan of Sleep
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*BC'07 hears the overhead message and jerks awake, instantly in battle mode, he rushes to the weapons locker and pulls out his gun belt, the katana, the wicked looking 12" Reaver produced knife for his hip, the two wrist mounted throwing knives, and the other 12" Reaver knife that goes on his back... punching a 'com unit near the weapons locker he yells into it*
"Whats goin' on? What kinda situation we got??"
*he starts to pull on his reactive armor as he waits for a reply*
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SR back from the land of undead cowpunchers and in need of a proper drink walks into the bar and discovers that though the bar is stocked to the rafters there is nothing there that calls to him. He goes down to engineering and tidies up and helps Jet for several hours and yet he is still nagged by a thirst for something special. He tries a sip the latest generation of warp core distilled Starshine, but it isn't to his liking. He realises that there are now at least twenty cases of Starshine sitting around and with more being made every day. This will not do. He takes three cases up to the bar for the crew and passengers. He drops off a single bottle in sickbay for Simonwho to use for "medicinal" purposes. He returns to engineering to find that Snarky has bottled up the latest batch of Starshine and combined with the old stock there are still eighteen cases. He realises that eventually they will run out of ingredients and yet they are all but swimming in booze. He decides it's time to share the wealth, or at the very least redistribute it. He places a call to TRM on his commlink, and gets a busy signal. This is not a surprise, TRM is a busy man. SR decides to leave a V-message, "This is SR if we aren't leaveing orbit any time soon I would like to take one of the shuttles down to Zanzibar for maybe three days. If I don't hear back from you in six hours I figure it won't be a problem to leave."
In the mean time SR takes the remaining eighteen cases of Starshine and loads them into a shuttle along with a lot of other assorted things. Not having heard from TRM yet and with four hours to kill he returns to engineering and makes himself useful.
Scorpion Regent
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