Firefly Universe

RP: "Adventures in Gunrunning" - Act 13

POSTED BY: Channain
UPDATED: Monday, April 5, 2004 14:04
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Tuesday, March 23, 2004 9:28 PM

Co-Director

LAST TIME ON Firefly - ARCHIVE THREAD:
Includes episode synopses and links to all the threads for prior acts
http://www.fireflyfans.net/thread.asp?b=17&t=3681

GREEN ROOM (REAL-TIME):
Chat and storyline work
http://www.fireflyfans.net/fireflychat.asp

CURRENT GREEN ROOM (OOC) THREAD:
More in-depth conversations about character
development/storylines and actor absentee notices
http://www.fireflyfans.net/thread.asp?b=17&t=4479&m=51699#51699

STARRING:
Captain Malcolm 'Mal' Reynolds - Geezer (fireflygeezer@cox.net)
Zoë Warren - Astriana (htempe@hotmail.com, MSN, AIM: MissAstriana, Yahoo!: MissAstriana, ICQ: 9592266)
Wash Warren - RavenWhyteWing (ravenwhytewing@yahoo.com)
Jayne Cobb - SerenitysSon (killianf@bellsouth.net)
Kaywinnit Lee 'Kaylee' Frye - BoomerGoodHeart (boomergoodheart@hotmail.com, MSN, AIM)
Simon Tam - CapnRahn (CapnRahn@aol.com, MSN, AIM)
River Tam - TeelaBrown (teelab@browncoats.com AIM: Teela Sera)
Inara Serra - Ciara (elenahope@yahoo.com; AIM)
Shepherd Book - ManiacNumberOne (magicbishop@comcast.net)

GUEST STARRING:
Adelai Niska - temporarily played by CapnRahn
Brink 'Slight' Helsing - RavenWhyteWing (ravenwhytewing@yahoo.com)
Damon - Squee (dm_squee@earthlink.net; AIM: Squee755)Jubal Early - Succatash
Mercedes 'Merz' Troy - Mercedes Troy
Roosevelt 'Rosie' Thorne - Geezer (fireflygeezer@cox.net)
Rowan - Channain (channain@yahoo.com; AIM)

DIRECTORIAL STAFF:
GameMaster - Geezer (fireflygeezer@cox.net)
Co-Director - FrauDirektor (htempe@hotmail.com, MSN, AIM: MissAstriana, Yahoo!: MissAstriana, ICQ: 9592266)
Co-Director - Channain (channain@yahoo.com; AIM)
Minion - DirektorsSmeagol (CapnRahn@aol.com, MSN, AIM)

PRODUCER:
Haken

GENERAL POST GUIDELINES
None have been established yet. Each player has a unique style for posting a move that is consistent within itself. You'll catch on!

ACRONYM DEFINITIONS & TERMS
EOM = End of Move
OOC = Out Of Character
POV = Point Of View

RESOURCES (Updated)
Mechanics of RPing:
http://www.fireflyfans.net/thread.asp?b=17&t=4266
Includes links to:
Chinese for the RP Player
New Character Backstories
Serenity Deck Plans - By gaidheal
Speculative Map of Firefly System - by Hans

Last but not least, the Gunrunners would like to extend a big THANK YOU to Joss Whedon for creating a whole new 'verse for us to play in, and to Haken for giving us a bright, shiny new sandbox theater!

JossGunrunners
HakenGunrunners

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Tuesday, March 23, 2004 9:40 PM

CDC: CURRENT LOCATIONS:

Kaylee, Thorne, Merz, Damon, Inara - Asleep in various quarters - or engine room as the case may be - having eerie ass dreams. It's been an eventful day.

Mal - On watch on the Bridge, possibly dozing by now.

Zoe & Wash - Almost in their quarters. enuff said.

Book, Jayne, Rowan, - Galley - Jayne's on dishwasher duty, and Book and Rowan just started a game of 9-ball with a quality bottle of wine. Score: Book 2, Rowan 1. Rowan is displaying a handicap (still wearing the eyepatch) Off Table: 2, 7, 6; On Table: 1, 3, 4, gorram 5, 8, 9. Still anybody's game.

River - In her room, dancing to music only she can hear.

Slight and Simon - Elsewhere, searching for River's cure.

Niska, Early, Saffron - Could be anywhere, doing just about anything.

If I missed or mis-placed anyone please let me know.

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

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Tuesday, March 23, 2004 11:10 PM

Book's Move

Location: Galley/Pool Hall

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ROWAN: "Every game has one ball that refuses to do as it's told. (she angles her eye at Book) That seem right to you?"
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Book is having trouble containing his smile. "That seems more like a problem you might want to discuss with your preacher, than a quirk of the game. I don't seem to recall you saying anything to that ball."

Book takes the cue from Rowan, approaches the table and smoothly shoots the cue ball at the 1 ball, banking it cross-table to pocket the 5, (which was just waiting by the pocket to go in.) The angle and speed of the 1 ball hit the 5 just right and it follows it into the pocket. "Well, that wasn't exactly what I wanted to do." Book sets down the cue for a moment and goes to take another sip of wine, which he notices has been refilled to the brim when he wasn't looking.

Setting down the now half empty glass, Book returns to the table, picks up the cue stick, calls a reluctant "Safety." and hits the cue ball into the 3. Managing to hide the cue ball behind the nine, Book turns back to Rowan and Jayne, who is done washing and is now watching, beer in hand, with more interest. "I bet you'll still manage to make something out of that."

EM

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Wednesday, March 24, 2004 3:18 AM

OOC: A little set up to get Zoe caught up...

ZOE'S MOVE:
LOCATION - GALLEY


Making sure her hair is neatly pinned back again, ZOE enters the galley, places her and WASH's dishes in the sink (while JAYNE glowers at it being his turn to wash), takes a moment to glance at ROWAN and BOOK setting up the projectors over the dining room table.

ZOE (to herself): "Any other time, I might be tempted to watch a bit... Maybe even play. But, I got other things need doin' 'fore WASH's shift is up."

Seeing that BOOK and ROWAN are engrossed in setting up the game, ZOE wordlessly leaves the galley and heads for the bunk she shares with WASH.

LOCATION CHANGE - ZOE AND WASH'S BUNK

ZOE climbs down the ladder, pulls the big wash basin out of the storage cabinet, and fills it with water. She strips off her dirty, tequila-scented clothes and sponges herself off, making sure all traces of the events of the day are washed away. Finished, she puts the washtub to one side - WASH might want it when he he's finished on the bridge - and dons the slinky negligee WASH bought for her on their last visit to Persephone. ZOE takes a moment to luxuriate in the feel of the silky material skimming down her body, frees her hair of its bonds, then turns down the bed and sets the alarm to go off just before MAL should be waking up to relieve WASH on the bridge, knowing she should get some sleep while can. She sets out candles, matches nearby, and slides between the sheets. When she wakes, everything will be ready.

----Meanwhile, on the BRIDGE----

WASH spends his shift now watching the sensors, now occassionally playing with his dinosaurs, but mostly letting his thoughts linger on the beautiful warrior woman waiting in his bunk. WASH sighs, feeling the time drag, and begins to think that this shift will never be over, when MAL appears on the bridge.

MAL (grinning evily): "Pretty slow night, eh? Think I'll go make some coffee before I take over. That slow drip kind that takes 'bout 30 minutes, maybe. You don't have anything else to do, do ya?"

WASH stands and makes a show of stretching and yawning hugely.

WASH (stifling a pretend yawn): "Well, I'd love to hang around, but I'm awful tired, MAL. Hate to think o' dozin' off while you were in the galley, and havin' Reavers catch us unawares. Maybe, just for the safety of the ship, you should take over now and I'll bring you a cup later on?"

MAL: "Oh, go to your wife, you ruttin' liou mahng*. Just keep it down, so everybody else can sleep."


WASH smiles and almost runs for the door as MAL settles down in the chair. Almost giddy with freedom and the thought of ZOE waiting, WASH hurries down the corridor to their bunk.

LOCATION CHANGE - ZOE AND WASH'S BUNK

When he enters the room, he sees candles standing at the ready, and notices that the alarm has been set but not turned on. Looking to the bed they share, he sees that the covers have slipped away to show ZOE sleeping peacefully, wearing the negligee he bought her. He doffs his clothes, does a quick rinse down, and dumps the dirty water down the pull-out sink, then stashes the basin away again.

Pulling on fresh shorts, he quietly wanders to ZOE's side and sits next to her on the bed. She stirs, and he brushes her hair back from her face. As her eyes flutter open, his lips turn up in an amused grin.

WASH (smugly): "You'll be waiting, huh?"

ZOE (with a teasing grin of her own): "Well, I am aren't I?"


ZOE reaches up and pulls WASH's head down, kissing him fully. He lowers himself to bed with a sigh of homecoming...

[Censored ... The rest is for WASH an' ZOE... ]

End Move.

liou mahng = bastard

OOC: Okay, so this was a bit longer than I intended, but hey... They needed to catch up!

~A~

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

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Wednesday, March 24, 2004 4:42 PM

Rowan's Move
LOCATION - Galley/Pool Hall
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Book is having trouble containing his smile. "That seems more like a problem you might want to discuss with your preacher, than a quirk of the game. I don't seem to recall you saying anything to that ball."
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She does consider it for a bit - they do say confession is good for the soul. Yet, hearing the dishes moving around and knowing Jayne is still there isn't her only reason for abstaining.

As Book cleverly sinks the 5 as if to prove his point, and then the 1 right after it, Rowan figures it's just as well. Taking the bottle, she fills his glass, then her own and takes a longer drink.

ROWAN to herself: Pretty smooth stuff. Might have to make note of that label for future reference.

The 3 snuggles in behind the 9 at the far end of the table as Jayne comes out from the kitchen to watch. Rowan stares at the 9, recalling the stark white table from her dream, the girl in the doorway and a choice still to be made. Rubbing the fingers of her left hand against the palm of her right - where she can still feel the 9 ball from her dream - she realizes Book is speaking.
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BOOK: "I bet you'll still manage to make something out of that."
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He means the game, of course. But maybe even with Jayne still in the room there's a way to talk about it without revealing anything.

She takes in the entire table, finds the shot and moves to take the cue stick from Book. Inadvertently, her right hand brushes his lightly as she goes to the starboard side of the table. Leaning in, she takes aim at the cue ball. Striking it solidly, she banks it at an angle into the 3. The 3 hits two rails, coming back to hit the 8 which rolls toward the pocket and drops in as if pulled on a wire.

JAYNE: "Lashî yige guniang - you are a ringer."

ROWAN (smiling confidently): "Girl's gotta make a living in the 'verse somehow. I was told early on I would never make a decent Companion, and as the only good tech engineering jobs are on Alliance payroll, I figured I better stick with my gifts."

Jayne gives her the once over as she moves around to the end of the table nearest the engine room and frowns.

JAYNE: "You sure got the looks for Companion work."

ROWAN: "Looks, yes. Temperament, no. I've always had a tiny little problem with authority."

Rowan shifts to the corner and finds the shot for the 3 as if it's been waving to catch her attention the entire time. Ignoring the 9, she sets up another bank shot that sends the 3 off the rail and into the corner. The 3 has only just dropped in the corner as she's gauging her next shot.

ROWAN: "What's your theory on dream psychology, Shepherd?"

EOM

Lashî yige guniang - shit, girl
(Lah-shee vee-gey goon-ee-ahng)

Score: Book 4, Rowan 3; On Table: 4, 9; Possible win or a tie - still anybody's game.

OOC: Maniac: If you see any errors, don't hesitate to speak up.

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

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Wednesday, March 24, 2004 4:52 PM

More nonsense from Teela.
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River lifts her arms up like there's a partner there. One, two, three, one, two, three, the beat is strong. She twirls and smiles. The world has melted away, and she is in her own world. She laughs at jokes only she hears, and she dances to music only she hears. But all is happy.
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"Freedom is the Freedom to say that 2 plus 2 make 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

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Wednesday, March 24, 2004 7:03 PM

Damon's turn:
Location: spare shuttle

Zzz Zzz Zzz

OOC: still sleeping

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

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Wednesday, March 24, 2004 11:10 PM

i know kanda hill, why do you ask?

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Wednesday, March 24, 2004 11:28 PM

Quote:

Originally posted by RecordXChange:
i know kanda hill, why do you ask?




Are you in the right thread?

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"Freedom is the Freedom to say that 2 plus 2 make 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

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Thursday, March 25, 2004 5:42 AM

River's mind continues...this is mostly improv...
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The background goes from blankness to a clock on the floor. A turntable of time, on which River is dancing. She dance around the clock, each step getting a little younger. She stops. A small girl is alone on stage, dancing a solo. She dances with such emotion and power, that the people in the audience flet what the dancer felt. A young boy in the audience looks up at the stage. He whispers to the dancer, but it is not made out. The dancer keeps dancing, dancing the fears away...

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"Freedom is the Freedom to say that 2 plus 2 make 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

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