WASH's SHUTTLE SIDE TRIP TO GREENLEAF

POSTED BY: TillieSong
UPDATED: Monday, May 12, 2008 11:35
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BLACKSPYDER

Saturday, April 26, 2008 12:14 PM

===============FLYS BY===========================
===========SCANS SHIP FOR BOUNTIES===============
==============DISAPPEARS=========================

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

BADGERSHQ

Saturday, April 26, 2008 12:50 PM

Nice to see some new faces on the 'rim' eh?

BADGERSHQ

Saturday, April 26, 2008 12:56 PM

Hmmm. A new cappytan of the WASH. I wonder what happened to the old one?
Kidnappin' was it?
Don't fret mates, your friends on TRANQUILITY are on the case.
[My latest job assignment.]

LTSHEPARD

Saturday, April 26, 2008 1:09 PM

I was bored

98% of teens have smoked pot, if you are one of the 2% that haven't, copy this into your signature.
Oram: Simon's real name is Simone!
This is the way the world ends Not with a bang but a whimper.

TATERTOT

Monday, April 28, 2008 1:42 AM

*smiles and lays back down and naps, then wakes up from tillie tapping her lightly on the shoulder*

Tillie: Wake up mei mei, we're here.

*rubs eyes* Ok...*yawns*

*walks with tillie off the shuttle and they run into a man mentioning something about CaptainWalker*
Who are you? And do you really have information on CaptianWalker? *her eyes are wide, tillie looks at the man suspiciously*

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98% of teens have smoked pot, if you are one of the 2% that haven't, copy this into your signature.

TILLIESONG

Monday, April 28, 2008 3:32 AM

*holding Tatertot's arm, Tillie guides her quickly past the strange man* Don't even look at 'im, honey; don't matter if he's talking the truth or not, it ain't our concern. Fella want to mention Walker, he should mention 'im to Cap'n Zero, not us.

*several mechanics take the man aside who'd approached Tatertot, and walk with him out of the shuttle landing area*

*Tillie sees Cal standing a few feet off, shakes her head as he approaches* Hey Cal, you wanna explain how this fella's our welcoming committee 'stead o' you?

Cal: Sorry 'bout that. C'mere you! *he grabs Tillie in a hug* Cal: Been too long, little girl.

*Tillie hugs him back* You too, old man. Where's the folks?

Cal: The whole gang's in the garage, waitin' on ya. Put on a spread too, so hopin' you're hungry.

*Tatertot pipes up* Food?

*Tillie laughs* And here I forgot to introduce you to our pilot, Jordyn Tate. Tate, this here's Cal, Cal Senior that is. He's the boss here.

Tatertot: Pleased ta meet ya. *holds out her hand*

Cal: *smiling, shaking hands* Likewise. Glad to welcome you to Greenleaf. Now let's get ourselves inside.

TATERTOT

Monday, April 28, 2008 7:58 PM

*tater watches the man walk away and her mind drifts off until she hears*

Cal: The whole gang's in the garage, waitin' on ya. Put on a spread too, so hopin' you're hungry.

Food? *tillie and cal senior both laugh and tater blushes*

*tillie introduces cal to tater and tater shakes his hand, his hand shake was firm but gentle. his smile was bright and she could tell already that he was a sweet man. which lead her mind to wonder once more to cal jr. is he just as sweet...*

Tillie: Hey, Jordyn honey? C'mon inside. You still sleepy?

Uh...no I'm fine....*tillie giggles then leads her inside*

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98% of teens have smoked pot, if you are one of the 2% that haven't, copy this into your signature.

TILLIESONG

Tuesday, April 29, 2008 4:12 AM

*inside, several tables are set up with food, and people standing around and sitting on benches waiting to greet the two young women. As they approach, one young man stands up and strides towards them with outstretched hand. He's tall and muscular, with darker hair and eyes than his father*

*shaking hands vigorously* You're Tate the pilot, ain't cha? I'm Cal Trilling Junior, Cal's son. You can call me Cal, or Junior, or CJ. Just don't call me Trilling, there's way too many of us so we just go by first names. *blushes at having blurted out such a long speech* Oh, hey, Tillie, how ya doin'? Been a while.

Tillie: Hey, squirt. Ai ya! You got big!

*blushes even more* Yeah, I grew some. So Tate, uh Tot, uh...? How you like to be called? Anyhow, we got some good grub -- ain't Tillie's cookin', but it's still mighty fine and there's plenty of it. I saved you a seat on the good bench, too. It don't wobble none at all, so you ain't gotta worry 'bout spillin' your cider or nothin'.

Tatertot: *a little overwhelmed from all the handshaking, but at least one word gets through* You got cider?

Oh sure, 'course we got cider. Hey, you must be famished after that long flight. C'mon with me and I'll get you a plate.

*He guides Tatertot to the food table, and Cal and Tillie watch with amusement as Cal Jr. piles all the best food on her plate, gets her situated at the table, and then practically dashes back with a cup of cider*

Tillie: Surprised he didn't spill the whole thing, running around like that.

Cal: Surprised he didn't break his fool neck jumping over that stool like that. *bows* Well my lady, may I escort you to the dining table? *holds out his elbow like a dandy*

Tillie: *curtsying and putting her arm through his* Charmed, I'm sure. Don't mind if I do. *they go to the table and help themselves to the food*

TATERTOT

Tuesday, April 29, 2008 9:32 PM

*as soon as tater walks in a large hand takes hers shaking it hard, tater is speechless, not only from this sudden hand shake but by its owner. it was Cal Jr. and he was gorgeous everything after that happend very fast so she didn't have much time to process her thoughts the only thing she managed to say was*

You got cider?

*in a rush Cal Jr. leads tater to a table throwing on more food than she could possibly handle onto a plate then sitting her down he runs off to get the cider. he comes back quickly with her cup and his own plate of food.*

Oh wow, Thank you, but you didn't have to do all this for me.

CJ: Its no problem, um, you never told me what you like to be called? *he digs into his food*

*tater takes a bite of her food as well, not as good as tillie's cookin'... she smiles to herself then answers him after she chewed and swallowed*

Oh...um...Tater, Tate, or Tot. Whatever strikes your fancy. As for yourself I think I'll call you CJ....if you don't mind?

CJ: *smiles* CJ's fine. I think I'll call you Tot though...because your a tiny little thing.

*tater lets the small remark slide, before she could open her mouth to speak tillie takes a seat next to her along with Cal Senior*

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98% of teens have smoked pot, if you are one of the 2% that haven't, copy this into your signature.

TILLIESONG

Wednesday, April 30, 2008 5:44 AM

*grins at Tatertot* Don't mind us, this is the only table space left, is all. *turns away to talk to Cal, leaving Tot to continue her conversation with CJ*

So how we doing on the work prep? Got a feeling my captain wants me back on the Wash sooner than possible, so even if I got a notion to linger it ain't about to happen.

Cal: I understand, kiddo. Not that I couldn't use your help around here. Or some of your gyoza. *they both laugh* I'll show you the set-up after your meal; eating ain't lingering, it's refueling.

*they get back to their meal*

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