RP: "Adventures in Gunrunning" - Act 11

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TEELABROWN

Tuesday, March 9, 2004 1:19 PM

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River stops trrying, and looks at Rowan.

"I don't suppose he mentioned if I get to keep this?"

River replies by reaching over to the tool table and grabbing the pieces of contact, and the whole one. She says:

This one was found broken. No chance you could fix it, it fixed you.

Rowan takes and looks at the contacts, and then looks at River. River keeps on talking.

You haven't seen him in a while. You have little hope, but you refuse to give up. He hasn't forgotten either.

Rowan looks at River, wondering how she knows about him. River continues:

He never mastered nine-ball. You were happy. It was something you could beat him at.

Rowan, still looking at River, gets a small hint of fear in the back of her mind: How could she know? Maybe she's been through my stuff. More questions formulate, and River goes to do busy work around the infirmary.
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"Freedom is the Freedom to say that 2+2 makes 4. If that is granted, all else follws"-Winston, 1984
Teela Brown, keeper of bad typing.
"No one reads these things any way."- Bart on Blackboard

RAVENWHYTEWING

Tuesday, March 9, 2004 6:18 PM

Slight snaps into his reverie, with a mental comment. >Suppose you're right, on the shuttle. I've just been dancing with death far too often to have much regard for anyone anymore. We'll take you're ship, old man.< Thorne can "hear" the sarcasm. >You know, wouldn't surprise me if you're even half my age, strictly speaking.<

Wash notices for the first time the two mechs snooping around on the bridge just as a girl disappears from the ankles up down an access hatch. He quickly stuffs away the hat and hook. "By the way," he says slowly, trying not to scare Damon into dropping. . .whoever she is, "the trigger should go about here."
He indicates the section of the console where the callback button used to be, when they all got stranded a year ago. "That'll do just. . ." he trails off as he stares at the console. He then snatches up the com. "Cap'n, Alliance patrol boat will be overflying in about fourty minutes. They'll spot us in about thirty, so I suggest we move a bit quicker."

I'm talking about geese.

GEEZER

Tuesday, March 9, 2004 6:46 PM

Thorne's/Mal's Move

Location: Loading Ramp/Warehouse

[As THORNE and SLIGHT hit the ramp, a voice crackles ove the comm.]

WASH:"Cap'n, Alliance patrol boat will be overflying in about forty minutes. They'll spot us in about thirty, so I suggest we move a bit quicker."

THORNE:"SLIGHT, you go get your stuff out of the shuttle, and I'll prep the Gyrfalcon."

[SLIGHT continues into the ship, and THORNE turns to the warehouse. He's surprised to see the conex still sitting in the entrance and wonders what the holdup is.]

THORNE:"Cap'n, you in here? We gotta get this box out the door so I can get the obs craft out. SLIGHT's gonna borrow it a while."

[He continues to the craft, pulls off the dust cover, and starts the automatic pre-fly cycle.]

[MAL hears the comm, followed by THORNE's remark. He's in no mood for banter, so he heads for the winch controller in the hold. As he walks beside the cable, checking for kinks, he shouts...]

MAL:"ZOE, get JAYNE out here MA SHONG! I need him to help guide this load. ZOE? You hear me?

EOM

Ma-Shong = On the double

"Keep the Shiny side up"

ASTRIANA

Tuesday, March 9, 2004 7:05 PM

OOC: SerenitysSon - You'll probably have a few choice words after this post...

Zoe's Move
Location - Loading Ramp/Warehouse

ZOE hears WASH's announcement and instinctively looks into the sky.

ZOE: "Ai ya! Huaile!* Like we ain't got enough troubles as it is!

MAL: "ZOE, get JAYNE out here MA SHONG*! I need him to help guide this load. ZOE? You hear me?

Suppressing an annoyed look at MAL, ZOE responds as she heads for the cargo bay to retrieve JAYNE.

ZOE: "I'm on it, Sir."

ZOE sees JAYNE giggling and making silly faces at INARA, who appears to be tolerating it in the interest of getting him sober. ZOE walks past them both to the galley, grabs a bucket, and fills it with water. She heads back down to the cargo hold, bucket in hand and a look of determination on her face. INARA notices ZOE's look and discreetly moves away from an oblivious JAYNE.

Without missing a beat, ZOE strides directly to JAYNE's spot and dumps the water over his head. As she sets the bucket down next to him, her eyes flash fire.

ZOE: "JAYNE! You've had more'n enough and there's work to be done. Cap'n wants you out there guidin' the winch load in. A little work should dry you out quick enough."

End Move.

OOC: *prepares for incoming fire.*

Chinese:
Ai ya! Huaile! = "Sh!t on my head!" - an exclamation of surprise at bad news
MA SHONG = on the double

~A~

...I'm still free,
You can't take the sky from me.

CHANNAIN

Tuesday, March 9, 2004 7:30 PM

Rowan’s Move:
LOCATION: Infirmary

Watching River going about, doing busy work around the infirmary, she ponders the girl again. Twice now she’s made a comment about “he hasn’t forgotten,” as if she’s referring to Ru. Only how could a teenager know anything about him? He would be in his late thirties by now if he’s still alive, and aside from that if the Alliance has its hooks in him, he could be anywhere.

Then again, she could be something else, couldn’t she? Thinking back, Rowan recalls the reports that could never be confirmed about secret Blue Sun projects involving human experimentation. Xiang had always wanted to put something out on the Revolution about it, but without any manner of confirmation they were never able to.

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RIVER: He never mastered nine-ball. You were happy. It was something you could beat him at.
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Rowan smiles, recalling her brother’s frustration and begrudging pride over her instant proficiency. Looking down at the contacts, she lets the words come out, suspecting the girl would hear them one way or the other anyway.

ROWAN: “Ru was brilliant, but he was born premature, so he had one lazy eye. It wasn’t obvious unless he was overtired, but it made him color-blind and nearsighted. And here I come along with better than twenty-twenty vision in both eyes and I’d still trade them for his, just to avoid all the gorram attention.”

With a sigh, she slides off the table, feeling like she hasn’t moved in days. Going to the window, she looks at her reflection and sees one jade green eye staring back.

ROWAN: “I guess I’ll just have to live with it for a little while.”

Tossing the tattered lense into the nearest garbage recepticle, she puts the other in her mouth to moisten it before expertly inserting it into her good eye. Turning back to River, she sees the girl looking shyly at her over one shoulder. Rowan smiles gently.

ROWAN: “Thanks for watching over me, mei mei. If you see that brother of yours before I do, tell him I appreciate his skills.”

Her intention is to leave the infirmary behind and that pwerfully strange dream along with it. She remembers seeing Ru as he was, and Xiang as she hoped he would ever be. They were the ones who spoke to her of her talents beyond her beauty, as her parents had - the ones who helped her believe there was more for her than a normal life.

Looking down at her right hand, she runs her left hand over it, then lets the fingers curl back as if she is still holding that nine ball, the choice as yet unmade.

Realizing that River has see everything, she snaps to and glances only briefly at the girl before she leaves the Infirmary behind. Deciding to find out what's been going on, she heads for the stairs leading toward the bridge rather than make an all ships call to find out what’s going on. The ship isn’t moving, that much she can discern, and the bridge seems the best place to get an update.

EOM

OOC: I was pretty foggy yesterday, so I wasn't able to write this the way I wanted. Edited to add two paragraphs as an afterthought to the dream.

We have art so as not to die of truth ~ Neitzsche
http://www.mnartists.org/artistHome.do?rid=7922

CHANNAIN

Tuesday, March 9, 2004 8:19 PM

Rowan’s Move:
Location: Passageway leading to the bridge.

Nearing the bridge, she can hear voices - one belonging to the angry young man from before (and good to know he hasn’t gone for a quick push and a hard woosh out the nearest airlock) and a woman’s voice she can’t place. Not Zoe then, or Kaylee, but someone new. Some ships are a magnet for wayward souls, bearing illusive quality that seems to draw in those in need. Apparently, Serenity is one of those ships
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MERZ: "That's it. Now we just need the wires from the box to fasten on this end and run to whichever console gets the firing controls and it's done. Do you feel like climbing out for the wires?"

BEAT

MERZ: “You are surely a stubborn randi ko chhoro. Just how badly are you damaged?”

Damon: “Nothing I haven’t survived before.”

BEAT

MERZ: "Sit down. I'll get the wiring finished and the deck plates moved back. You sit."

DAMON: "I'll stand."

MERZ mutters something intelligible then: "Do you suppose there is any chance I can get a cup of tea around here? And you too for that matter. I think we have earned it."

DAMON: "Galley's down the hall can't miss it, but I only drink that go se when it's cold. I'll take a beer if they have one and water if they don't."
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Watching a slim blond woman make her way swiftly to the bridge steps and directly toward her, Rowan can’t help noticing how she moves like a sleek cat. With light but sure-footed steps, she all but skips down the stairs with impressive grace considering the heft of her quality footwear. Somehow Rowan isn’t surprised when the other woman freezes at the base of the steps to look up and stare directly at her. Suddenly under the vague feeling that she’s being sized up as a potential combatant, Rowan tries to lift an eyebrow in return only to find it hindered by the medical tape holding the cover over her right eye.

ROWAN (wryly): "I’m Rowan. Passenger at large and semi-invalid. I don't believe we've been introduced."

EOM

randi ko chhoro = son of a bitch (Nepali)

We have art so as not to die of truth ~ Neitzsche
http://www.mnartists.org/artistHome.do?rid=7922

GEEZER

Tuesday, March 9, 2004 8:23 PM

Thorne's Move:

Location: Warehouse

[The computer pre-flight is running smoothly, so THORNE grabs a shop cloth and bottle of Windex from a drawer and begins to clean the craft's windscreen, talking quietly to himself, the habit of a loner.]

THORNE:"Amazing when you think on it. Windex one of the few products from Earth-that-was still being made. All that other stuff gone, and Windex, Pez, and Timex watches survive. Oh, and Mad Magazine. 'What? Me Worry?'...'Look on my works, ye Mighty, and dispair.' and Alfred E. Neuman outlives Ozymandias. Gotta be a lesson there somewhere.

EOM

"Keep the Shiny side up"

MANIACNUMBERONE

Tuesday, March 9, 2004 9:32 PM

Book's Move

Location: Fields around Thorne Farm

Book continues to search the ground, looking carefully under the few sparse bushes in the dusty area. Approaching close to the Thorne Farm once again, he sees a small group of tiny, yellow flowers growing defiantly in the dust.

Softening his visage, Book breathes again, or rather he notices that he had not been. Taking his Bible in both hands he rifles through the loose pages. "Of course, Psalm 23, The Lord's Prayer." Book says, slightly ironically, "That would have to be the missing page."

Book goes over to the small group of flowers and picks just one. "Thou preparest a table before me in the presence of mine enemies."

He goes to the ruined house again and sets the flower down on the stoop next to the ones Thorne had left; a little further from the house and a little closer to the valley. Bowing his head for a moment, he stands alone. Then he turns, leaves behind the Thorne farm and heads back to Serenity.

EM

SQUEE

Tuesday, March 9, 2004 9:42 PM

Damon's turn:
LOCATION - BRIDGE

Damon watches as Wash makes points to the consol to the left of the navigation controls and then returns to staring at the sensors.

"What's wrong?" Damon asks setting down the box and walking up behind Wash.

Wash glances up at him and starts making nervous gestures with his hands. "Wrong? Well, nothing really except for an Alliance patrol boat that will be on us in about 30 minutes."

Damon closes his eyes and hangs his head with a sigh. Couldn't those hwoon dahns mind their own business for just one day?

"Tzao gao, nothin's ever easy."

He turns back to his box of equipment and starts sorting it into three small piles, leaving the tools he borrowed from Kaylee in the box. He pulls his pocketknife out of his poket and uses it to open up the consol and start connecting the cannon's conrols.

hwoon dahns = bastards
tzao gao = shit/damn it

I'm not broken, in my dream I win...

MERCEDESTROY

Wednesday, March 10, 2004 12:18 AM

LOCATION - BRIDGE
to - COMMON AREA

MERZ heads for the stair from the bridge toward the galley. Why am I still here? She is pondering this question when she is very aware of being under observation. MERZ freezes immediately and swings towards - a young and formidabily attractive woman who has simply stopped to watch her. Another one injured, there is bandaging over her right eye. Appears I missed out on all of the fun. she thinks.

There is something in her stance, her carriage, her very body language. This one would make a worthy sparring partner. Been too long, I'm gonna start slowing down if I don't . . . She steps down on that thought fast. She can't stay here - too many bad feelings already.

When MERZ has gone on long enough without movement or speech, ROWAN says (wryly) "I’m Rowan. Passenger at large and semi-invalid. I don't believe we've been introduced."

"Merz. I am just passing through." There is a slight pause before she continues. "I am pleased to meet you."

They continue sizing each other up for a bit before MERZ asks "Can you show me the galley? I would appreciate some tea before I leave, and I believe I can smell some brewing. Oh, and DAMON wants a beer."

They walk together toward the common area. MERZ appreciates the way ROWAN carries herself, proud and competent. Something strikes her and she pauses, one hand very lightly on ROWAN's arm just to get her attention. (And just maybe to judge the musculature beneath)" Damon has been under a doctor's care recently, yes? Do you know if he was - given medication. A beer might not be a good idea."

EOM

If Justice is the dish, then I am your waitress

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