RP GR "Adventures in GunRunning" ACT 16

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ASTRIANA

Tuesday, May 4, 2004 1:21 PM

ZOË'S MOVE:
LOCATION - BRIDGE

ROWAN: "The Greentree spa was built around the hot springs, and their rates were still pretty reasonable, last I checked. Best privacy policy in the 'verse too - harkens back to when the old magistrate used to keep it for his exclusive use."

ZOË deftly supresses a start of surprise at ROWAN's comment, realizing that it would be fairly obvious to anyone with eyes that she and WASH could use some time off and alone.

WASH: "Oh, a Spa! I don't want to scope out another wretched hive of scum and villainy to get a job… Somewhere private, quiet and peaceful… Oh, Captain, I haven't asked you for anything in at least a few minutes, please can ZOË and I go? [Slightly piney] Please, not another Cantina…I promise to take a comm, and I'll even put a power cell in it this time!"

ZOË chuckles out loud, not caring who might hear, and while all eyes are on WASH, takes a moment to gaze lovingly at this man who shares her life.

ZOË (to herself): "This is why I love this man. He makes me laugh again. How could I have ever said 'no' to such a rare gift?"

THORNE turns to ZOË, and she pulls herself out of her reverie, still smiling at WASH.

THORNE: "Greentree is a pleasant place. If you go, ask for Micah, the manager. Tell him Rosie Thorne said to treat you well. Request the Aspen suite. It's got a tub with plenty of room for two, and a great view."

Before MAL can start getting upset at his plans - and his crew - being "commandeered," ZOË speaks:

ZOË: "Gotta finish the job 'fore we can really start worryin' 'bout which spa or cantina or whatever we head for. [inwardly wincing at the hurt on WASH's face] Mr. THORNE, I believe you said somethin' about needin' to be locked and loaded for the drop?"

END MOVE.

OOC: Poor ZOË... She wants the time off as much as WASH does!

~A~

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

GEEZER

Tuesday, May 4, 2004 4:12 PM

Thorne's Move:

Location: Bridge

ZOË: "Gotta finish the job 'fore we can really start worryin' 'bout which spa or cantina or whatever we head for. Mr. THORNE, I believe you said somethin' about needin' to be locked and loaded for the drop?"

"Bless you, woman." Thorne thinks as he hears Zoe's question. "At least there's someone in this madhouse who has her head on straight. If I thought she'd leave her Captain, or that he'd survive a week if she did, I'd hire her away from this mess and give her a good ship of her own. Never happen, though."

THORNE: "That's right, Zoe. HLASTONI, my customer, is a bit paranoid at the best of times, but the place he picked for this drop suggests he's worried about unwelcome visitors for sure. An easy place to secure, and good cover, physical and electronic. As safe a location as he could find, at the expense of any ease or comfort.

I'd recommend that we go in a high state of alert: ready for trouble. Laser manned, pilot and engines ready for a quick takeoff, everyone armed. HLASTONI will be loaded for bear, you can be sure.

I'd guess that it's my no-good brother-in-law, trying to get more than his finder's fee out of this deal. Can't figure how Ellie could marry him anyway, with a name like BADGER. Hope we don't have to make her a widow."

EOM

"Keep the Shiny side up"

CHANNAIN

Tuesday, May 4, 2004 8:43 PM

Rowan's Move
LOCATION - BRIDGE
mid-afternoon

Hearing the urgency in Thorne's voice doesn't do anything in the way of lowering Rowan's guard. She's seen men with his eyes, heard them speak as he does and at that particular point in time the activities they were engaging in were the sort that could very easily get them shot for treason. At least now she had a pretty good idea what the little crew meeting in the cargo bay was going to be about.

Thorne: Can't figure how Ellie could marry him anyway, with a name like BADGER. Hope we don't have to make her a widow."

Rowan's eyebrows rise with interest at the mention of Badger's name, surprised first off that someone hasn't seen the benefit of shooting him yet; second, that Reynolds would get anywhere near doing business with him; and third that Thorne is apparently and unfortunately related to the xiâo erh liann hwang shu lang. Then again, Badger does tend to have his ear to the rails when it comes to just about any and all well-paying nefarious activity in the 'verse. In times like these, captains can't really afford to get too picky and still expect to survive. Who knows, Reynolds might even like the thrill of pulling something over on the Alliance. Rowan had never met a true browncoat who didn't. Turning to look directly at Mal, she sees a little flash of temper flare in his eyes.

ROWAN: "Captain, I'll be in the cargo bay at three for your orders. If you don't mind, I have a transmission coming in that I'd like to answer in Inara's shuttle."

Arms still folded, she lifts an eyebrow at Thorne in a poignant look that silently informs him that his word is dust so far as she's concerned, and follows Inara down the Bridge steps.

END LOCATION - FORWARD CORRIDOR

EOM

xiâo erh liann hwang shu lang = little two-faced weasel

We have art so as not to die of truth ~ Neitzsche
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TEELABROWN

Tuesday, May 4, 2004 10:24 PM

COMMONS AREA- wow, I'm saying right out where I am.
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BOOK: "River. Do you still have the memory stick?"

River's mood changes. She solemly nods, and pulls the stick out of her belt, but doesn't seem to want to hold it or give it away. She just looks forward at Book, in the same solem mood.
__________

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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

MERCEDESTROY

Wednesday, May 5, 2004 3:10 AM

MERZ move

LOCATION - CARGO BAY

DAMON laughs and grins at her. Apparently that was an actual joke. MERZ is . . . pleased that she guessed correctly. Yes, pleased is definitely down the right track. This time spent working with the males has been rather . . . interesting. She senses a certain camaraderie between DAMON and JAYNE that actually seems to include her too at the end. i could get used to this. i do not really comprehend it yet, but i have seen it before with other . . . people.

MERZ is reluctant to say anything, does not want to break the spell; to say something wrong. She does feel the corners of her mouth want to curl up in answer to DAMON’s laugh. She suppresses it, out of habit. my first joke. wonder how many other firsts these good and patient people will witness unawares?

JAYNE has parked and secured the vehicle he was using and is heading for the com, possibly for another announcement. MERZ decides she has been barefoot long enough, and after fetching her boots, drops onto the deck to dress her feet once again. This time she will pay more attention to his words. one of these days, waiting to playback something is gonna get me iced.

EOM

If Justice is the dish, then I am your waitress

DECOY

Wednesday, May 5, 2004 3:57 AM

Wash's Move:
Location - Bridge

(Wash has gone back to sitting in the gunnery chair, as sitting on the bridge, even as crowded as it is, is natural for him.)

Wash: "The Groom Lake is what's programmed in the navigation computer, Captain... Let's get in a few hours of gunnery practice, and Zoë and I'll be ready to take on any lièzhì who get in our way, and... (Look of thought painfully crosses Wash's face) maybe with this cannon, we could drop off a party, and be 'High Cover'... What do you think, boss? (Wash goes back to normal) Maybe when this is all over, we talk about vacation, ok?"

lièzhì = inferior; shoddy; trashy

Galactic Time Reference, from Navigational readout = 1325 AMT (01:25pm)

EOM

Decoy, they make me go first.

ASTRIANA

Wednesday, May 5, 2004 4:51 PM

ZOË'S MOVE:
LOCATION - BRIDGE
Time: 13.25

WASH: "The Groom Lake is what's programmed in the navigation computer, Captain... Let's get in a few hours of gunnery practice, and ZOË and I'll be ready to take on any lièzhì* who get in our way, and...{Look of thought painfully crosses Wash's face} maybe with this cannon, we could drop off a party, and be 'High Cover'... What do you think, boss? {goes back to normal} Maybe when this is all over, we talk about vacation, ok?"

ZOË {to WASH}: "Maybe we should call MERZ up to the bridge, get me that training we talked about. Maybe even get in a little target practice before the meeting later. {to the room at large} Wonder if she's got that shock worked outta her system yet?"

END MOVE.

lièzhì = inferior; shoddy; trashy

OOC: Short, sweet and to the point - for a change!

~A~

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

RAVENWHYTEWING

Wednesday, May 5, 2004 4:56 PM

There was a time when Slight was actually proud of his work.
It was the time he'd died.
One particular ritual was difficult. He'd been sent with a Drake to delete a politician, who was imposing taxes and sanctions on the Corporation. What they had not expected was his expecting him.
The guard was blank. Like Merz, he was totally seperate from the two ops. Therefore, at a severe advantage. Blue Sun sensitives were trained to pry into the mind, in order to sense their reactions and predict their next move. Even so, the Drake shot the guard in the foot, as they fought in the abandoned warehouse. But the Drake failed. It was not a fatal injury. The guard shot the Drake down, and turned to face Slight.
Slight smiled, and without warning launched himself into the fight, fists and feet moving liquedly, purposefully. Even in the middle of it he could appreciate the liqued form the guard used, no waste and every shot a hit. Finally, slight drove his fist into the stomach of the guard and drove him five stories into the air. When he dropped, it was into Slights hands, who flipped him head first into the concrete floor. As he dropped the body, he became aware of clicking, and realized there were seven guards above him. He pulled out his pistols, and began twirling on the spot, firing fluidly. But the bullets reached him, and his eyes began to fade. When he awoke, he was back in the office, in the medlab. Harold Helsing strode in. He said only three words.
"I am impressed."
Later, the doctors explained that his heart had stopped. In order to keep him alive, they had changed his biology somewhat. It was, they said, the ultimate upgrade. Past this, the only change they could make would turn him into a Nemesis, which would be counterproductive at this point.

You see I cannot be forsaken/Because I'm not the only one.

CAPNRAHN

Wednesday, May 5, 2004 9:24 PM

LOCATION - BRIDGE
'Round abouts twenety ta 2 in the afternoon
As...

Mal is shocked that Inara actually responded well to attempt his at being genteel. What was that comment about "Until this eve" supposed to mean? It had the feel of Inara's usual ...Atherton Wing's smug face pops into Mal mind... sharp and pointed riposte ...She'll never want to settle for a unpolished man, like... He shakes off the bad feeling and comes back to the conversation as Wash dips Zoe and applies a nice bit of the ole mouth to mouth.

MAL
grinning at Zoe and Wash then looking to Rowan with gratitude
"Thanks Miss Rowan. I am sure that spa will be just what the doc ordered. Tickets to your contest would be a helluva good thing too."

Mal frowns briefly as he thinks of Simon and Book's fears about him. Best to deal with that when it comes up. He then moves over to Inara, expression as neutral as he can get when around her.

for her ears only and looking deep into her eyes, an ember of hope glimmering in his, only momentarily slipping through his captain's facade
"Its been too long since we shared a sit on the catwalks. I hope we have time to do it again soon. I miss those times ... in normal voice ... If it is OK with you, I'll catch up with you later, after my business with Mr. Thorne is complete."

He smiles as he inclines his head in a short bow to Inara as she smiles enigmatically and follows Rowan out of the Bridge. Mal listens for a moment to Wash and Zoe's exchange.

MAL
with interest
"Yep, there is a germ of an idea there. I'll be discussing it along with others with Mr. Thorne. We'll work out a rough framework and see ya in the cargo bay at 3."

Turns and gestures for Thorne to go first down the gangway, but then turns back.

MAL
"Wash, dig up a detailed a map of the entire moon, as detailed as you can find. I got an idea that will test your claims of being a pilot."

Waggles eyebrows in mock chiding as he turns again to follow Thorne out of the Bridge and to the Galley.

Passing the starboard hall, Mal excuses himself for a moment to dog the starboard hall hatch in prep for the cargo bay dump.

EOM

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

DECOY

Thursday, May 6, 2004 12:26 AM

Wash's Move:
Location - Bridge

MAL: "Wash, dig up a detailed a map of the entire moon, as detailed as you can find. I got an idea that will test your claims of being a pilot."

Waggles eyebrows in mock chiding as he turns again to follow Thorne out of the Bridge and to the Galley.

(Wash, still sitting in the gunnery chair, Brings up a computer prompt on the console, and begins to search for the best map he can find, by placing a search query to New Hokkaido’s Local Pilot’s Guild. Maps begin to upload to Serenity…

Wash (to the console): “It’ll take 20 Minutes… Wow, got some good one’s a’ coming… Groom Lake; Let’s see a map of that, for 100 clicks… (Typing that in) Ah, let’s be careful, and sneaky” (Glances out the windows into space, and then looks carefully at the first big map of the moon, starts to say names and type them in…) “Just in case somebody’s monitoring this data stream, I’m gonna make sure nobody’s got a clue where I’m thinking of going…”

(He starts to fidget with a loose piece of trim on the console, then realizes what he’s doing…)

Wash: (Quietly, to room/self) “Kaylee got after me for that before… it was a week until she could find a spare mercury switch…” (Gets up, and sits in the pilots chair, and switches the communication system over to Inara’s shuttle that Rowan had left engaged…) “Rowan will appreciate that”

(Begins a diagnostic on the pilot’s console, and picks up his dinosaurs)

Wash (to Dinosaurs): “Ah, so you dare challenge me to 9-ball! You are a fool! You shall be defeated again, ha ha!”

The current time on New Hokkaido is 1350 AMT (01:50pm)

EOM

Decoy, they make me go first.

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