Virtual Firefly Book continues 3
POSTED BY: Colt999
UPDATED: Monday, January 15, 2024 00:15
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*** MESSAGE FOR INVICTUS ***
HEY... MAN WITH THE VERY FINE HAT,
YOU LOOK A LOT LIKE A MAN I'VE BEEN HUNTING.
A CAPTAIN OF A FIREFLY.
A 'TWIN' SOME MIGHT SAY.
YOU GOT ANYTHING TO SAY OR DO I NEED TO TAKE YOU TO THE 'WASH'?
I THINK THEY MAY BE LOOKING FOR YOU.
Q: So, you're a bounty hunter?
A: That's not it at all.
Q: What are you then?
A: I'm a bounty hunter
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*The sun is peeping over the horizon as the Book's male contingent finally reaches the meadows were the ship has made a landing. The three men are suffering from weariness and a slew of minor cuts and bruises.*
Mobbex: Hah! There it is! Is it just me or the trip out seemed a few miles shorter?
*speeds up and gets to the airlock first*
*hits the com* Anyone home?
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*Follows the crew onto the meadows where the ship waits. He starts noticeably upon seeing the large series three Firefly class transport sitting peacefully on the soft grass.*
Stan: "That's... your ship?"
Spots: "What? Is something wrong with her?"
Stan: "No I just didn't expect a refurbished vintage Firefly... she quite something I'll give ya that."
Spots: "Yeah, she's something."
Stan: "Still... did y'all have to set'er down so far outside town? Though from the ruckus made in the bar I sorta suspect why."
*Stan arrives at the airlock just behind everyone else.*
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Quote:
Originally posted by Mobbex:
*hits the com* Anyone home?
*The ship opens up revealing Oram at the top of the ramp, she has a cup of tea in her hand, but is still on her PJs*
Mobbex: Morning Doc!
*stares at the bruises and cuts on his, and his friends, face*
What the hell happened to you? And who is this?
*Mobbex and the stranger push past Oram, the stranger taking her hand and politely shaking it before following Mobbex into the infirmary*
Mobbex: This fella is called Stan, you don’t mind patching us up both so early?
The question is, do I have a choice…..
Stan: I kind of don’t like bleeding all over the place…
*Oram motions with her hand for the two to follow her*
Follow me then…
*the three head to the infirmary*
By the way, have you seen the Captain or Abbey on your travels?
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Quote:
Originally posted by Oram:
By the way, have you seen the Captain or Abbey on your travels?
Uh-uh. *grins roguishly* Maybe they eloped!
*plunks himself down on the infirmary bed with a sonorous groan*
'Sure would be nice if we had some magic pills to make the headache go away... how come that hasn't been invented already?
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Quote:
Originally posted by Mobbex:
Uh-uh. *grins roguishly* Maybe they eloped!
*plunks himself down on the infirmary bed with a sonorous groan*
'Sure would be nice if we had some magic pills to make the headache go away... how come that hasn't been invented already?
*cleans the cuts and such on Mobbex, who winces and trys to pull away*
That's for the enloping comment. And as for the hangover tablets; they have, but you need to be richer than what all this crew combines and I've checked, we don't have them.
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Rats! *hips* I always wanted to be rich, did I ever tell you that?
*Oram rolls her eyes*
I was rich once, 'had all the money a man could want... 
it's hard to be me...
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Quote:
Originally posted by Mobbex:
I was *burp* rich once, 'had all the money a man could want...
*Has hoisted her butt onto the table across from Mobbex and shows general interest*
What happened? You blow it all on space-hookers and such?
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*gives a rueful grin* Oh I blew it all right...
I w'z a contract killer, a hit man. 'Killed people for a living. W'z fun, for the most part. I w'z good enough that people wouldn't call me up to knock off their cheating wife, or somesuch. 'Mostly did mob hits and the likes, 'even dipped in some state business once or twice. I had a pretty good thing goin', and then it just... crumbled *hips* Like a house o' cards... A big house with... minefields and... barbed wire...
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*Thinking to myself* Hard to believe not more than a hour ago I thought she was attractive. 'Course she wasn't talking near as much. Maybe it was the liquor.
*Abbey paces back in forth in front of me. Dragging my left hand along with her, over my head.*
Abbey: Are you just going to sit there all night? We need to get going. I can't believe I'm stuck out here with you. Why arn't you saying anything? Talk to me.
Shut up?
Abbey: Shut..You can't talk to me that way. I'll say what I want when I...
SHUSH * I jerk the cuffs hard. Stopping her* I'm thinking.
Abbey: Thinking? Oh we really are screwed.
*I glare at her, she ignores me* Had to be the liquor.
Abbey: What?
Nothing *I get to my feet* We were in the hover about 15 minutes. Should put us no more than 20, 25 miles from the Book.
Abbey: 25 miles? How do you expect us to get back. Won't they come looking for us? How will they know where do look.
Abbey, your mouths running again.
*She starts to object....again, but I put a finger to her lips.* Listen Abbey, I know your worried, but you got to slow down. Remember you don't have your inhaler. Crew will come when they can. Till then we walk.
*I start to move out when my arm is jerked in the other direction* Where you going?
The Book's this way (In unison)
Like hell it is. It's this way.
Abbey: I think your wrong.
There's a surprise. *rolling my eyes* My boat my choice. Not looking to carry you the whole way but I will if I have to.
*She stomps her foot but gives in. We walk in silence for a while*
Abbey: I thought you were a master criminal or something?
Huh?
I heard on the boat, you and Sky used to be burgerlers or something.
Your point?
*She stops jerking my arm again* My point is, why are we still in handcuffs? Can't you pick the lock?
No I can't.
Abbey: You can't? Master criminal, right. More like petty thief.
Petty..Did it ever dawn on you that maybe I ain't never been cuffed. Petty, Sky and I knocked off 4 estates in one night before. Feds didn't know it was done till we were off planet.
Abbey: Then why did you quit?
Feds ain't the big worry in that line of work. Everyone else you cross is. Private security, fences, middle men, marks. All of them want you or something from you. When Sky and I split the last time. I used my savings, bought a boat. Started this life.
Abbey: You had a boat before the Book?
Yeah but not long. Took a job. Things went bad. Not looking to talk on the subject.
*She doesnt press me and we continue walking*
Abbey: Colt?
Yeah
Abbey: I need to...use the rest room.
*Short time later near a bush. My arm twisted behind my back*
Abbey: Dont you turn around.
I ain't turning around. Ow, what are you dancing back there?
Abbey: Lost my balance.
*She finishes her business and were off again. We go about five minutes*
Abbey?
Abbey: Yeah
My turn.
*Back to back again*
Abbey: What the hell are you doing?
I'm left handed.
Abbey: Tonight your not.
*While I'm finishing my business (right handed) I see the silhouette of a building*
*We arrive at a small run down shack. Half the roof missing.*
We'll stop her for the night.
Abbey: You want us to sleep...here?
Be easier to see in the morning. Plus we might find some help.
*After some adjusting we finally settle in for the night*
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