RP: "Adventures in Gunrunning" - Act 13

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MERCEDESTROY

Tuesday, March 30, 2004 12:18 AM

MERZ move

LOCATION - LAUNDRY AREA

Quote:
"Oh, sorry. Where are my manners? I am Roosevelt Thorne. I've chartered this ship to deliver a cargo to some friends on New Hokkaido. And yes, I've been in both Alliance and Independent service, though not since the end of the war.

pause

Quote:
I hesitate to disagree with you, but I don't believe DAMON could have handled the situation yesterday. Even unwounded, he would not have your strength or reflexes. The Crazy Ivan would have left him stunned on the floor. You obviously train hard. Any particular technique?"

MERZ has returned to that state of non-expression that seems most characteristic. “Mr Thorne. I suppose I appreciate your assessment of my abilities. I am not sure I understand or agree.”

She slowly and with such dignity as is possible while draped in a blanket, rises to her full 5’ 4” height and looks THORNE full in the chest. “However my life and my past are my own. At this time, I decline to share it in a haphazard manner. To the best of my knowledge there is nothing that should have any bearing on you, this ship, or your mission. Therefore there is nothing that you need to know right now. Should the situation change, I will be sure to speak.”

MERZ once more seats herself, and returns to waiting for her clothes to be clean.

EOM

If Justice is the dish, then I am your waitress

GEEZER

Tuesday, March 30, 2004 12:53 AM

THORNE's MOVE:

Location: Laundry

MERZ: “Mr Thorne. I suppose I appreciate your assessment of my abilities. I am not sure I understand or agree. However my life and my past are my own. At this time, I decline to share it in a haphazard manner. To the best of my knowledge there is nothing that should have any bearing on you, this ship, or your mission. Therefore there is nothing that you need to know right now. Should the situation change, I will be sure to speak.”

THORNE: "If you do not care to discuss your past, I will certainly respect your wishes. I suspect, though, that in any place with a substantial Alliance presence your charming combination of arrogance and naivete will draw the attention of those less willing to let you keep your secrets. It might be well for you to have friends when that occurs.

In any case, I'll leave you now. When you're finished here, please let me know so I can wash some things too. Just knock on the far door of the right corridor. Oh, and the washer goes into an automatic vacuum dry cycle after the spin. Don't try and open it until the blue light comes on, or it'll suck your wet clothes right out of the ship before the failsafe can activate."

"Keep the Shiny side up"

BOOMERGOODHEART

Tuesday, March 30, 2004 1:29 AM

Kaylee's Move
Location: Engine Room (roughly the same time as Book starts coffee)

Kaylee slowly swims up from the nightmare. She can't really remember what it was about, but her sense of unease about Simon has grown.

Sleepily, she takes the memory stick out of her pocket and holds it to her eye. Simon's face shimmers into view. He says 2 things to her, then fades away again.

Smiling somewhat, she slips back into a doze. In time, a frown creases her brow.

The nightmare is back.

End Move

BoomerGoodheart
"I love my Captain."

MERCEDESTROY

Tuesday, March 30, 2004 2:08 AM

MERZ move

LOCATION – LAUNDRY AREA

MERZ waits until Roosevelt has left the room before she slumps from her rigid pose. i don’t want you to get hurt. i don’t want anyone to get hurt. the fewer people who know about me, or care about me, the less likely someone will do something foolish when they come looking for me. better i should be misunderstood.

She punches the deckplate beside her with her right fist. and you, brink helsing. when we meet again, if we meet again. will i be able to bring myself to anger you too, to drive you away for your own good?

What THORNE said about the washer and her clothing sounded – odd. If they are properly reclaiming the water, her clothes should be safe enough. If there is time enough in the next day or so she will look over the system and see how it is working. Or ask KAYLEE to show here the system. Can’t waste a valuable commodity like that. Oh and must find time to show ZOE how to work the simulation system on the cannon – teach her how to use the new gun. And install some fighting straps on both chairs on the bridge. Going to need them now.

Good to keep busy. Don’t think so much when you are busy.

roosevelt, I hope we both live long enough for you to forgive me . . . someday. you would have made a good commander and i respect you for that

EOM

If Justice is the dish, then I am your waitress

SQUEE

Tuesday, March 30, 2004 2:34 AM

OOC: sorry Capn, things have been hectic lately, got Smegol mixed up. thanks for getting me back with the group.

Damon's turn:
LOCATION - BRIDGE

Quote:
Originally posted by Geezer:
MAL: "I figger you've been on the books since you helped get that cannon workin', an' crew don't pay room an' board on my ship. Guess I could charge for the hop from the docks to the Valley, but the bookkeepin' would cost more than the fare. If you're willing to work 'til we get rid of the cargo at New Hokkaido, you'll get a half share of this caper, an' then you're on your own. Sound fair to you?."

Fair? I gave up on judging fair a long time ago.

Damon nods. "Sounds fine. Is there anything you want done in the mean time?"

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

CAPNRAHN

Tuesday, March 30, 2004 4:29 AM

GYRFALCON - IN TRANSIT
As ...

SLIGHT looks over his shoulder at the SIMON. He seems to have fallen back asleep, but in an uncomfortable looking sprawl across the seat. Sensing only a normal, well mostly normal dreamstate - SIMON's passion was not his to experance. So much this doctor holds inside. SLIGHT shakes his head with warm humor and turns back to check on the controls.

Dream Location - Serenity's Engine Room
As ...

SIMON
softly and with a very slight hesitation in his pace
"Umm, I would very much like to talk with you. If you have the time"

KAYLEE self-consciously rubs a spot of molyB lube off of her nose and gestures him in with a warm but wary smile.

SIMON enters and absently mindedly pulls the door 3/4 closed. He looks like a man on the verge of a cliff, perched as he is on the top step into the engine room. KAYLEE has a brief memory of a cute cliff-diver on some planet or other. Suddenly she feels strange ... the teen diver ... while it was fun, just didn't, feel the same. Didn't make her feel the same as being near SIMON did.

This feeling was too new, too different. It surpassed her initial puppy love infatuation with the young doctor by leaps and bounds. Too confusing. Especially since these strange bouts of anger SIMON displayed recently. KAYLEE hated yelling and anger in general. Folks just needed to see the positives side and not get so twisted up over stuff. She looks up to SIMON and cannot help but feel comfortated, warm and tingly all at the same time.

Shaking her head ruefully at SIMON's hesitance, she allows her good feelings to be reflected in her smile.

SIMON returns the smile tenfold. It is full of boyish charm and relived happiness.

He moves over to her and with every step closer to KAYLEE, his bearing becomes assured and very confident. He absolutely knows this is the right thing to do, for the both of them.

Looking directly into KAYLEE's curiosity filled gaze, he gently and firmly takes her hand and says...

SIMON
with a small sigh and in a deep breathy whisper, barely heard...
"It is time for me to be honest..."

EOM

"Remember, there is only ONE absolute - There ARE NO absolutes!!!"

BOOMERGOODHEART

Tuesday, March 30, 2004 8:12 AM

Kaylee's Move
Location: Adrift in Dreamland

Kaylee's face tenses in her sleep as Dream Simon says "It is time for me to be honest..."

End Move

BoomerGoodheart
"I love my Captain."

MANIACNUMBERONE

Tuesday, March 30, 2004 9:24 AM

Book's Move
LOCATION - GALLEY

After brewing coffee and pouring a cup, Book settles himself at one of the side couches in the Galley, Bible sitting next to his mending right hand, coffee in his left and some cut fruit on the small table in front of him.

The rich smell of the coffee under his nose seems somehow nonexistent, his thoughts a million miles away, on a ruined doorstep. A single flower in honor of his loss. A ritual. Book watches himself in his mind's eye, placing the flower on the doorstep again. The image harsh and uncomfortable, he forces himself to hold up his guilt and examine it.

Thinking back to what he read of Earth-that-was, in many Buddhist countries you offer flowers to the Buddha image. Not simply because you wish to adorn the image with flowers, but to remind you that flowers fade. And so, just as flowers fade, so life is impermanent. Sinking deep into meditation again, Book's eyes close and the coffee becomes cold in his cup.

EM

MERCEDESTROY

Tuesday, March 30, 2004 12:51 PM

MERZ move

STARTING LOCATION - LAUNDRY AREA to THORNE’S DORM

MERZ waits until the machine is completely silent, no lights, no activity. At that point, it is a reasonable conclusion that her wash is safely finished. She reaches in for all three pieces of clothing. Laying the exercise suit aside, MERZ takes the chance that no one will enter this room for a couple of seconds, drops the blanket and quickly slides into the jumpsuit.

todays lesson: no two situations, places, groups of persons, operate by the same set of rules.

todays challenge: how to figure out these unacknowledged rules before one makes a *muji of themselves.

ah, life in the ‘verse . . . is going to be the death of me

Gathering up her clothing and blanket she opens the laundry and glides out toward the passenger area. She knocks softly twice on THORNE’s door. “I’m finished Mr. Thorne. And thank you for the assistance.”

Not waiting for a reply she moves on toward her own room. Once there she re-makes the bunk, folds up her clothes and leaves them on the bunk with her hat and glasses. Checks the sidearm under the pillow. And exits once again into the corridor to head back to the bridge and instructions.

END LOCATION – CORRIDOR OUTSIDE MERZ DORM

EOM

*ass (Nepali)

If Justice is the dish, then I am your waitress

GEEZER

Tuesday, March 30, 2004 6:02 PM

THORNE'S MOVE

LOCATION: HIS QUARTERS/LAUNDRY

[THORNE is re-reading Return of the King for the umpteenth time when he hears a knock on his door.]

MERZ: "I’m finished Mr. Thorne. And thank you for the assistance."

[THORNE places a 10 plat bill between the pages as a bookmark, and walks out the door to the laundry. MERZ has left, but signs of her presence remain. The light is still on, the soap box and washer are both left open, and the lint filter has not been cleaned. She apparently has no idea of the basics of proper shipboard manners. THORNE cleans the filter, carefully measures laundry soap, moves his neatly folded colored washing from his laundry bag to the machine, turns the selector from 'cot' to 'perm press', latches the lid, and presses start.]

"How strange about MERZ", he thinks. "Someone with her obvious military training should have at least some inkling of how to act correctly on a spacecraft. Come to think of it, the few social skills she has displayed seem like they're book-learned rather than gained from experience. Like that dead-fish handshake."

[Since he can't read her emotions at all, it's an interesting puzzle for THORNE, to learn about someone from external signs only. What scenario would create a skilled and disciplined warrior, who didn't know how to do laundry or shake hands?]

EOM

"Keep the Shiny side up"

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