The Independence - A Virtual Firefly

"How the hell did you miss all of them!"

*Lt breaks them, then lines up for his next shot, sinking the one.*

"I'm on littles"

*Lt hits the 3*

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"Well, that was quite a sight, missing all of them. That takes skill."

*Jay grabs a fresh drink*

"I have to use the facilities, be back in a bit."

Jay walks, casually as nightfall, past the half awake drunk snatching the purse and continuing on to the restroom.



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*Walking back to the table with drinks I see Jay snatch someones purse*

Nicely done.

*I stop at the nearest table set the drinks down and check to see if my wallet is still there. It is.*



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Jay comes walking back with a wad of cash, a diamond ring, and a nail file which he slips in to his pocket. As he walks pass the man, who is know passed out, he throws the purse under the drunks his stool.

"So, who's winning?"

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Quote:

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Originally posted by Dashile:
*As she exited the bridge, Dash sees Jayne sitting with his uzi, she taps him lightly, which makes him jump and nearly fire.

Jayne: "Gorramit girl, don't you know better than to sneak up on a sleeping man and his be- I mean gun."

*Dash ignores his comment.

Dash: "I thought you'd want to know the Captain is out, with men from the Book. They're nearby, I can go with you if you want."

Jayne: "I think I'll take my chances alone, you just go on your way,"
*Dash exits the Indy

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*stares at the Retreting back*

"was i just called a man? oh well guess its hard to tell. did she say something about a book?"

*looks around confused.shrugs and goes back to laying down*

"guess ill just wait here, cuz i dont know where the Book is.wait nvm im gonna go to the bar."

*picks up her ozi and grabs a few knives. walks out of the cargo hold and to the bar.when she
gets there she gets some hard liqure and looks around the bar. sees several men playing pool.she walks over and stands there for a minute before speaking*

"you boys know where i can find the cap'n of the independence? im his public Relations person."
time for some thrilling heroics

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*the crew converges back toward the table as it has become quite clear that Lt is the undisputed master of eight-ball*

Lt: We should definitely do that again sometime.

Mobbex: *chuckles* Night's still young Lt. I prolly should ease up on the brew, though. I got a to work-out scheduled tomorrow. 'Ever tried rope-skipping with a hangover? It ain't pleasant.

Lt: Aw, come on Mob, give it a rest just this once.

Mobbex: I don't do "rest", Lt.

Colt: Huh... *they all eye him dubiously*

Mobbex: What? *straightens up and flexes his rather imposing arm muscles* Y' don't get pipes like that sittin' around, grinnin' like an idiot!

*his display seems to catch the eye of a handful of patrons standing by the bar*

*they get to their feet and walk over to the table around which the crew has gathered itself*

*one of them takes a step forward* Name's Gavin. I must say, you've got some beef on you, pal.

Mobbex: *smirks* Yeah, well, I wish I could say the same, "pal".

Colt, with a slight slur in his speach: Now don't you go stirrin' up trouble...

Mobbex: No trouble captain, 'man was just about to make himself gone.

Gavin: *shakes his head no* Nope, but I am gonna to give you a chance to walk the talk.

Mobbex: *his face twists into a baleful grin* Y' wanna go, little man?

Colt: What'd I just say?

Gavin: Actually, I was thinkin' of somethin' else. *sits at a nearby table, then eases into an arm-wrestling position* You up?

Mobbex: Like hell I am... *sits in front of Gavin and clenches his hand into his*

Gavin: All right, on three. One... two... THREE!

*The bout is short-lived, as Mobbex slams Gavin's hand into the compressed wood table after only a handful of seconds.*

Gavin: *yells in pain* You... you broke my wrist!

Mobbex: Huh... I thought I'd heard somthin' snap... *notices that one of Gavin's friends has sneaked up on him and is swinging a chair at his back* ...Ugh! *ducks at the last moment, the chair hits a bystander in the chest, knocking him over*

Bystander: What the...

Mobbex: FREE FOR ALL! *grabs Gavin by the neck and puts him out cold with a knee to the chin*

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