Virtual Firefly Book continues 3
POSTED BY: Colt999
UPDATED: Monday, January 15, 2024 00:15
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*spots the stream of blood pouring from Oram's hand* Aw, look at what you've done... ruined a perfectly good stitch job... *Oram headbutts him in the chin*
Oram and Mobbex, in unison: Ow!
Mobbex: *grunts* All right, enough o' this nonsense... *sees Colt coming down the stairs from the cockpit* Boss! Get y're butt over here n' get her off o' me, or you'll find y'rself out of a medic!
Abbey:...Pleasuretex?
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*Heading to the galley to see what's for dinner. When I hear a big ruckus*
*I walk in to see Doc straddling Mobbex. She wailing away with a flurry punches to his body and head.*
Huh
*I scratch my head and think to myself "And people think Abbey and I have romantic tension."*
*I see blood from Doc's hand at the same time Mobbex threatens to fight back. Time to put an end to this*
*I grab Doc under the shoulders and lift her off Mobbex*
Easy there Doc. How I'm supposed to parade my intimidating Merc around if you go putting dents in him?
*Doc's actually pissed. She keeps squirming and kicking trying to get back to Mobbex. Mobbex scrambles up off the ground and takes a defensive stance.*
Mobbex: What the hell's wrong with you. You’re as nutty as that Moon brained stowaway.
*Just then the Doc's random kicking strikes a tender spot between my legs*
Owwww
*Loose again she throws her self at Mobbex while I sink slowly to my knees*
*Mobbex seeing her coming this time quickly restrains her. She keeps fighting his grip*
ENOUGH (two octaves higher that usual)
*They both stop struggling*
Who started this?
Oram: He Did
Mobbex: She did
Well I'm ending it (under my breath) soon as I can stand again.
*I ease into a chair.*
Doc you’re bleeding all over the place. Get the Infirmary. Find Stan on the way so he can stitch you back up.
*I get to my feet and limp towards the doorway. I see a boot embedded in the wall. I turn to Mobbex*
You get this mess cleaned up.
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*I follow the Doc to the infirmary*
Oram: That worthless piece of 
(gripping her hand) I should have ripped his off and shoved them down his throat. How dare that he should and then
Damn Doc I think you forgot
*She looks up quite embarrassed*
Oram: I'm sorry Captain. It's just that he so insufferable
True but I didn't hire him for his winning personality. Care to tell me what that was all about.
Oram: Do I have to?
Best get to it. Can't have you two trying to kill each other. *I move over to her and look at her hand. Half the stitches are busted*
Oram: I don't know he came in with a rash. I gave him something for it. Then I went to the galley to clean up make some tea and we just got into it.
Seems to be more to it that that. *I wash her hand and disinfect the cut*
Oram: I don't know we've been bumping heads for a few days now.
I got no problem with bumping heads. (I fight the urge to turn and look at Abbey) Just see that it stops before it comes to blows next time. Now let’s see if we can find Stan to stitch you up.
Oram: Stan didn’t do it. Mobbex did.
That explains the crappy job.
Oram: He did a great job.
(I smile) So now you’re defending him?
Oram: No...Yes. I don't know. (Hanging her head in defeat)
Well, I've stitched up some livestock in the past. With a little direction I think we can get you patched up.
*With Oram patched up she leaves the infirmary*
No way you slept through all of that.
Abbey: It was quite entertaining.
*I pull a stool up next to her bed*
So how you feeling?
Abbey: Annoyed. Ready to get off this goram machine.
Hey about earlier with those....those two fellas. You know I was just playing.
*She nods*
*Standing* Ok then. I'll have someone bring you dinner. Got to go see to... well Captainy things. *Stopping at the door, I look back* You hurry and get better.
Abbey: I will. Oh and Captain, I'm sure I can find those guys contacts if you want to send them a wave.
*I roll my eyes and start down the hall. I hear her continue*
Abbey: Really I think they liked you. Maybe we can swing back by after repairs and you can go......
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*abbey realizes she is back to being all alone. She frowns.*
abbey: Oram??? Are you out there?
*Listens and hears no one coming. Out of boredom, she yells after the only other person that might be in range."
abbey *yells*: Can't you do Captainy things later?
Still no one.
abbey: Rutting hell. *crosses arms over chest* Can't get the guy to fight with me even when I want him to...
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Wave from The Independence to: Captain Colt
Ni Hao Captain:
Just wanted to let you know LT is back on board. I know you wanted to be informed so your plans could be moved forward. See you in they sky,
Dash- Mechanic
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*Oram returns to the infirmary, but still in a bit of a foul mood. abbey looks at her with a huge smile on her face.*
abbey: I am SO glad to see you! I was getting lonely.
*Oram merely grunts in response.*
abbey *frowning slightly*: When can I get off this thing?
*Oram turns back around.*
Oram *smiling slightly*: Sorry, abbey. Just thinking about other things. Didn't mean to neglect you. I think we can get this off now.
abbey *relieved*: Thank God!
*Oram starts to unhook abbey from machine.*
Oram: Captain said you had some problems when you were gone.
abbey: Yes. I thought I was gonna die.
Oram *in doctor mode, concerned*: That bad?
abbey *nodding as she speaks*: Couldn't get any air in at one point. Think I scared the Captain to death.
Oram: Scared him? *smile growing wider* So how did you recover from the attack?
*abbey thinks back on how helpful he was and how tender he was. The look in his eyes... She now realized that he was truly scared. And his arms... How she felt when he held her...*
*Oram notes the slightly dreamy look in abbey's eyes and smiles wider. The heart monitor starts beating faster as abbey remembers more about the nicer side of the incident. The quickening of the beeping brings abbey back into reality and she is mortified by the change in the monitor and the absolutely giddy look that Oram has on her face.*
abbey *tossing off mask and standing up*: It was nothing. *she stomps off to shuttle*
*Oram chuckles as she finishes cleaning up.*
Oram *giggling softly*: Nothing huh?
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*I walk into the galley and see Spots and Stan setting food on the table*
Smells good Spots.
Spots: Thanks but it was mainly Stan. He brought some spices with him.
Stan: Weren't much. Just some curry, white pepper and a little ginger.
Well we appreciate you sharing.
*The rest of the crew starts arriving at the table. Doc and Mobbex who usually sit next to each other have taken up positions on opposite sides of table. Brit sits in the chair next to mine, pulls her knees up to her chest and wraps her arms around them. She sniffs at the empty bowl in front of her. Makes a face then relaxes and starts filling her bowl. Sky enters*
Sky: Any chance we'll be finding some work on this planet? Or are we just going to go to bars and get in fights maybe end up dressed all funny riding a horse again?
Creed a big exporter of lumber. But only to core planets. I think we can probably rustle up a load for a rim world if we look around.
Spots: Wouldn't it make sense to just take a legal load to the core?
Don't have the permits for that. Besides Alliance wants to keep all the goods to themselves. We'll be getting to them that need it.
Sky: So you have a buyer.
Lady by the name of Patience. Practically owns Whitefall. Never had any dealing with her but she runs the moon. Can't be that bad.
*Abbey comes into the room. I rise to meet her*
Glad to see you’re up and around. You feeli....*She walks by without a word* (Under my breath) Now what?
*We all sit down and start to dig in.*
So Stan, tell us about yourself.
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*Brit dips her index finger in the food and licks it off with a slight cringe to her face, but she does it over and over again. Finally, she picks up a fork and starts eating it normally as she looks up to watch everyone else.*
*The sight she sees, disturbs her mind. Stan is sitting there, telling his story but inside she can see that he doesn't know what to expect from the crew of the Book. She looks at the Captain, while taking another bite and senses he is hardly paying any attention to Stan, but is wondering why Abbey is ignoring him. She now looks to Abbey who has a clear look of frustration and anger on her face. Her eyes turn to Mobbex who is glaring at Oram and Oram is doing the same. They're both obviously thinking mean thoughts about each other. Spots is listening to Stan closely and Sky is thinking to herself, "Why the hell am I still on this boat?"*
*Her eyes begin to droop as she becomes weary and dizzy. She stands and walks out of the room as Stan is still talking and wanders out to where the horse was*
Poor creature felt trapped and lonely because a large baboon-like man hated you for your fur.
*looks into the small window of the airlock, making references to the horse*
You're a sad soul inside that body that wants to see the open world. You don't know where you are and you feel like me. Trapped inside a small box, your soul lingers and seeps out of the holes and you longed to see the sky again.
*She stands back from the door*
Your fate lies in the hands of glue makers.
*Walks back in the galley melancholy and sits back in her seat*
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"You know what the chain of command is? It's the chain I go get and beat you with until you understand who's in ruttin' command here." - Jayne Cobb (Firefly)
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*Finishes his first bite. Looking around the table he begins to tell some of his story.*
Stan: "Well.. I was born on Newhall. My parents were among the earliest settlers there. They started up a business. Water collection and shipment. Always a need for fresh, unpolluted waters and Newhall has more than just about any planet in the system. My parents, well they aren't around anymore but my Uncle runs the place now, my dads brother."
Oram: "Why'd you leave? It sounds kinda nice."
Stan: "I and my uncle. We don't really get on to well anymore these days. I have some friends back there still. Some of the workers and other employees."
"He continues, sharing a few short anecdotal stories from his childhood...*
Stan: "... and then, well then he just jumped. He had no idea what he was doing either. It was the most hilarious thing.. he did a belly flop! From a ninety-foot waterfall. I thought he was dead at first actually, I swear I nearly freaked. But he came back up sputtering a holler'n like a loony."
*Nearly all the crew is chuckling or laughing at this point.*
Mobbex: "Who'z this 'gain." *Through a half-chewed mouthful*
Stan: "An old friend of mine, Joey Li. Great guy. He's tending a bar somewhere on one of the more populated islands."
Colt: "So Stan. What did you mean about "other possibilities?"
Stan: "What was that?"
Colt: "When we talked in the hold. You implied you might be able to do more than just pay passage."
Stan: "Oh, yes sir. I'm a pilot. Or atleast I can fly... to be honest I don't.. well I don't have a license for this vessel configuration but I've flown a number of smaller ones. And Nelumbo, the company my parents founded, has a couple of Fireflies. An aught three and an aught two. My Uncle let me take the stick a few times. Even let me set her down once or twice. Said he'd never seen anyone take to it faster."
Colt: "That so...?"
Stan: "Well I'm not meaning to brag or anything. I've never had any formal training."
*Most of the crew is now only half paying attention. Being more interested in the flavorful food.*
Colt: "Ever have any experience flying a shuttle?"
Stan: "No but I piloted one of the small water hauler skiffs from the time I was fourteen until I left home. Basically the same as one of your shuttles, just quite a bit heavier when laden."
Colt: "You seem to know a bit about ships and engines. Any good as a mechanic?"
Stan: "I don't know if I'd be able to do everything. I'm sure I might be able to do some minor repairs, maybe help with general maintenance. I'm somewhat familiar with the standard layout of the aught three."
*Colt nods. Spots is listening intently.*
Stan: "I really wouldn't want to intrude on your mechanic or pilot. I could be some assistance though, I imagine. I guess."
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*******Incoming Transmission From the WASH*******
Thank you Captain Colt.
If we are in need of any assistance, I'll be sure to contact you.
I look forward to working with you in the future.
*******End Transmission*******
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