The Sereni-Tree and the Raid on Reaverworld
POSTED BY: TheRealMe
UPDATED: Saturday, May 19, 2007 06:47
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**OOC: We're all busy watching Drive! 
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MAL: Everybody's makin' a fuss.
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"They just float out there, sending out raver breeding parties..."
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OOC: wish I could have the time to watch drive... stupid Uni and haveing to study and do homework and all that 
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Originally posted by jake7:
**OOC: We're all busy watching Drive!
*Thanx to TRM's timely rescue of his virtual S-T self, is now free to sneakily lurk upon j7's viewing habits.*
*Preps satiny goodness*
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BWA HAHA!
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**Jake7 gets an odd "Ever get that feeling you was being watched?" sensation... Shrugs and goes back to watching TV**
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MAL: Everybody's makin' a fuss.
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"They just float out there, sending out raver breeding parties..."
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Originally posted by jake7:
**Jake7 gets an odd... sensation....
BWAHAHAHA!
Whatever else this 'Tree has, it's loaded with techno-y resources, yeah.
(*Poof!*)
*Whilst watchting the ubertelevision, Jake7 finds herself suddenly surrounded by a massive array of fine cholesterol and diabetes inducing foodlike yummies. And, heh, 64 vials of the 'verse's finest massage oils, not so coincidentally warmed to 37 degrees celcius, (98.6 degrees fahrenheit). *
*Meanwhile, cozen preps the Penthouse suite with bouquets of roses and fields of lavendar. The silken handcuffs are merely incidental, uh-huh.*
Oh, and did I mention the BWAHAHAHA!?
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**jake7 suddenly notices the array of goodies surrounding her. She grabs some chocolate and commences munching whilst being thoroughly captivated by the television program playing on the TV. She spares a brief thought of wonder as to where said munchies came from, but then shrugs it off as Alex Tully appears on the screen...**
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MAL: Everybody's makin' a fuss.
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"They just float out there, sending out raver breeding parties..."
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Originally posted by Jadehand:
*JadeHand Jogs through the wreckage of a few vehicles and almost stumbles into a small pack of reavers. They don't notice him with the active field and he briefly observes their small group circled around an object on the ground. He winces as one of them lifts a severed arm to their face and rips a large chunk of flesh from the bone with it's teeth.*
"Right, moving on.", he mumbles to himself, suddenly not being very hungry.
*Around a corner, not far from the pack he left behind, he finds his first taget. The craft is fairly large, Older model Alliance gunboat. JadeHand Boards the vessel and heads for the engine room. He passes several rows of empty, bloody, improvised cages. Some contain piles of torn uniforms, now caked in rust colored dried blood. Pushing forward he finds the main engine room, and opens a panel. He places the charge, checks the timer, and reseals the panel. He slips out of the vehicle as quietly as he entered, and heads to the next target.*
*JadeHand creeps towards the second spaceworthy craft. Sneaking onboard the old decrepit craft, he begins searching for the engine room. The craft is fairly large, but he knows that something is wrong the second he opens the outer door. Something about the scent of this craft is off. He tastes fear in the air. That's not normal for Reavers. The inner door creaks slightly and he wishes he had some WD-40, or other lubricant, as he senses he's screwed.
As the door finishes opening, he hears them. groans, cries, wailing. Something in his chest that he thought ceased to exisit a while back, sinks.*
"F---."
*JadeHand closes the door and secures it as he enters the ship. Looking up, he sees them, weak, scared, barely clinging to life.... Leftovers. About a dozen men and women, horrified.
He draws a transceiver and looks around to make sure there are no Reavers in the immediate area before pressing a series of buttons that will send a text message, notified only by vibration, to the others who came planetside.*
change of plans, get the parts, get back to the shuttle. I've found survivors. Taking the second craft out of here. Hurry. I'll be taking off in 10, they'll know. Be gone by then.
*JadeHand creeps past the cages of the captive meals, and looks for reavers and the cockpit.*
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At the shapes in the rain." -Beyond You - Afraid of Sunlight -Marillion
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Originally posted by Jadehand:
]* change of plans, get the parts, get back to the shuttle. I've found survivors. Taking the second craft out of here. Hurry. I'll be taking off in 10, they'll know. Be gone by then.
SR having recieved the message gathers up the parts at hand and and moves around a large fusealage to find a entire reaver gathering. At least a dozen reavers are formed up in a loose circle playing a game that can only be described as terminal poker where the players bet thier own body parts until the first person to lose all their chips gets killed and divided up, literally, among the remaining players. SR has a clear path of retreat, but this is a loose end that needs looking after. He rigs up a trip wire with some monofiliment fishing line and a pair of grenades and then backs away to a position where, when the time is right, about two minutes, he can pop up get Reavers attention and draw them right into his booby trap. He instructs Snarky, in sign language, to wait for the explosion to break from cover.
He sends a text message back to the group.
"I have a diversion set up. Let me know when U need it."
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Originally posted by jake7:
Alex Tully appears on the screen
*Cancels Drive, cuz he's evil*
What to do, what to do, eh?
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Sorry: were there Tree-ists who actually like the show?
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Clutching onto his tardis like bag of parts Wisp appears at the edge of the ship with perfect timing. "Ok Deuce were locked loaded and ready to roll, lets get back to the ship"
"I agree with you- I think they might not."
Looking down a group of a dozen or so reavers had congragated in between them and escape. The group hadnt spotted them yet but any attempt to leave their current position would screw them.
"I have grenades?" Wisp asked with an eyebrow.
"The second they explode well have more on our tail"
"But we cant take out that many silently" both fair points making their situation more screwy. "I think its the old six of one and half a dozen of the other which do we take?"
As the two were debating a reaver from the pack caught their scent and started heading in their direction.
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