Special Branch: Santos

POSTED BY: NEEDY
UPDATED: Thursday, September 11, 2008 19:24
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SAFEAT2ND

Sunday, August 24, 2008 4:15 AM

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"Got a headful of lightning
And a heart full of rain
And I know that I said
I'd never do it again
Oh and I love you sweet baby but I always take the long way home."

KYRA

Wednesday, August 27, 2008 8:30 PM

OOC: Bumpity bump

Sorry I haven't posted in a while, been fairly busy and to be honest writing has been put on the backburner.
I hope this isn't the end of the thread because, like you said Safe, it's been really great.
It was my hope that this thread would see a resurgence in the story, taking the cahracters in different directions but like has been said, things seem to have run out of steam.
I'm up for keeping the story going, if others want to just throw some ideas in here - I know both Jazaf and Wisp seem to have a bigger story they want to unleash, it'd be a shame if it just got lost.

If it does all come to a head then I personally would still like to continue Needys story in fanfic form, but what I loved was what everybody else contributed - most of what I wrote was inspired by other people's posts

If it is a matter of finding time, then perhaps one final thread for everyone to sum up their stories would be in order... but its my hope that we could go on further than that

... my two cents

SERYN

Sunday, August 31, 2008 12:56 AM

Seryn straightened, grimaced at the clicks all the way up her back and then grimaced again at the sight of her oil stained arms and clothes. In a sensible, practical space in her head she knew that it was time to eat, to sleep more than an hour together then to face what had to be faced... including the fate of her son. This was no life for a child, she'd proved that he wasn't safe here. But for Sykes...
Speak of the devil. Though she wasn't surprised, he'd been turning up every hour she'd been working, Fin in his arms, eyebrow raised. He'd witnessed her adrenalin fueled burst into the quiet room. And her pause in front of Fins' makeshift crib.
Space - Special Branch as she guessed she was becoming - was no life, not for a baby. Picking him up, continuing to form a bond would just reinforce something that shouldn't exist. Sykes had pressed her, but apart from the odd oath as she helped him reset his shoulder she'd said nothing. What she was trying to do was form a request for him to take Fin, and any of the other children as wanted and find them a new life on Santos. It seemed like the best thing.

Sykes cocked a hip and leaned against the bulkhead, his his tall skinny frame and weathered skin jarring with the soft pastel baby blanket.
"You are an idiot"
"Sugaring the pill just a little there aren't you? Don't hold back darling - I tan take it"
"you are a f****** moron then. You virtually chewed down the walls of a ship, ordered everyone about including the captain of the ship and possibly one of the most dangerous men who ever lived and now your too chicken to risk getting attached to him? Moron"
"Its not fear, its... what, its practicality! Do you want him to end up like you? Like me? fugitive, broken, scarred and bitter?" Great, I'll keep him, and you can make a nice video diary of just how badly we screw him over!"
Sykes grinned "you grew up a cosseted pampered spoiled little rich girl - you married your prince and you lived in a world literally of your own! And you're still a twisted old cow. According to that logic keep him here and peaceful bliss is assured! You don't know how this will turn out, take him, do you best and see what comes."
Seryn raised her hand, palm in his face the most basic sign that she wasn't interested. Annoyed at he walking away from him, Sykes pushed away form the wall, stumbled and started to pitch forward, Fin rolling down and out of his arms...
Instinct driving her movements Seryn dived and rolled, catching the bundle and rolling onto her back, cradling the child against he chest. Fin giggled softly, and Sykes, balance perfectly recovered, snorted. " You're telling me you can't look after him?"
He started to walk away, smugness carrying his every step. Seryn twisted herself round, scissored his legs and flipped him on to his back in the door way "Jackass".
Fin giggled again, a soft bubbly sound, a clean smell wafted up to her and she watched his tiny hand explore out and clutch at her jacket. So he was staying now, she knew it. staying and she just had to do her best.

Right now her best was a shower, changes of clothes and several hours sleep. After that, this meeting would tell them all what the score was - they would find out what was happening, and they would do something about it.

I can't believe its been a year since i last posted regularly. I'm really sorry for dumping you all like that, As i said last time i had a rough time of it. my mind just wasn't in the right place for anything, Its not been so bad lately though, and i'm hoping that i'll be here regularly in the future. Its been great reading everything, thank you all for the great handling of Seryn and Sykes while i was away - in one way i'm glad you all had writers block as it meant i was able to get reasonably up to speed!
I really hope you're all going to continue, i'd like to see what does happen.
What I would suggest is that we streamline it a little though, it was quite fatiguing keeping up with all the characters! I've decided i'm going to drop Seryns back story, but if we do want the secr

SAFEAT2ND

Tuesday, September 2, 2008 1:03 PM

Nice to see you again Seryn!! Excellent post too.

_______________________________________________________________
"Got a headful of lightning
And a heart full of rain
And I know that I said
I'd never do it again
Oh and I love you sweet baby but I always take the long way home."

NEEDY

Friday, September 5, 2008 4:09 PM

OOC:
Seryn! It's great to have you back, and what an excellent post to come back with.
Sorry you've not been having a great time of late but glad to know things are looking up somewhat. Hope thing are a lot better soon enough

As for your story, well I know you've been meaning to introduce your secret hideaway for a while now and I think it's a great idea - the introduction of "the randy uncle" could certainly lighten things up.

I'd agree that maybe there's been too many characters to keep track of of late (I was hoping the introduction of this new crew could spark off new stories, but it seems to have only confused matters)
I'd like to suggest streamlining things in the next thread too. Seryn's backstory wouldn't be much of a problem, but certainly focussing less on peripheral characters and more on the main crew might help in bringing focus to the story, at least for the time being.

So, any other ideas for the next thread people?

I thought we could, along with Seryn's suggestion, also focus more on Project Einstein (if WYSB is up for it) and what affect it has on both Wisp and Vixen. And also there's also the little matter of Kurren and his quest.

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SAFEAT2ND

Thursday, September 11, 2008 3:39 PM

Marked. Post to follow.... (Needy's input no credit to me

Safe walked briskly through the halls of his ship, well aware that his announcement on the comms that he was holding a meeting in a few minute had been largely ignored.
In all honesty, the crew had become a lot larger than he'd ever imagined, and it was difficult to keep track of them all at the best of times. Certain ones, he'd have to admit, he hadn't spoken to properly in weeks. He'd seen them in passing, sure, but he had no idea how they were doing, or even where they were at this given time.
It had bothered him, slightly, but he couldn't dwell on it. After all there were more important things needing to be dealt with right now.

“Citizen!” Safe called out, entering the room of his less-than-reliable pilot. The man was sitting on the floor, his back propped up against his bunk – his body still and lifeless.
“God.” The captain cursed to himself as he rushed over to where the man lay unconscious and immediately pressed his fingers against Citizen’s neck, checking for a pulse. Safe breathed a huge sigh of relief as he felt the gentle rhythmic beat coursing through his veins. “You’re okay” he uttered, relieved of the fact.
The man remained still and unresponsive, prompting the captain to at least attempt to stir him. “Citizen” he said, gently patting his cheek. “Hey”
Safe checked the back of the former pilot’s head, and briefly scanned the rest of his body. There appeared to be no major injury and it was his impression that at the very worst, Citizen had suffered a minor concussion. But he was not a qualified doctor, and there was no telling if there were any internal injuries.
“Sykes” Safe said clearly into the octagonal device he’d unclipped from his belt.
After a few seconds, a voice called back over the communicator “Yes, Mr Safe.”
“I need you in Citizen’s room as soon as you can” the captain instructed
“I’ll be right over” Sykes called back.
Safe placed the device on the floor as he continued to kneel next to his crewmember. As he did so, he felt a cold liquid soak his fingertips. Just as he was about to turn his attention to the floor, Citizen let out a soft groan.
Immediately, Safe called out his name again, examining the man’s condition. Apart from being unkempt, with growing stubble and scruffy hair, Citizen didn’t appear to have any major injuries. But then the man’s lips parted ever so slightly. It was as if he was about to speak and Safe waited intently for such an answer. But no words followed. No declaration. But instead what proceeded out of the man’s mouth was a sudden and unwelcome belch.
The captain flinched back as the gaseous contents of the man’s stomach was unleashed upon him. And just then, he turned his attention to where he had been kneeling and the liquid that now soaked his knee.
Feelings of anger rising up in him, Safe reached his hand under the bed and pulled out the cause of Citizen’s fall from grace – an almost empty bottle of Brown’s Smooth Whisky.
"HEY!" he called out, louder this time, waking the inebriated pilot instantly.
"Yeah" he slurred
Safe rolled his eyes. "So much for that new years resolution"

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"Got a headful of lightning
And a heart full of rain
And I know that I said
I'd never do it again
Oh and I love you sweet baby but I always take the long way home."

KYRA

Thursday, September 11, 2008 5:41 PM

Seth Franklin had never wanted this command. It had never been his goal to captain a ship like this, one made up of a eclectic mix of people, each with their own history and all too apparent problems.
But he'd accepted the responsiblity nonetheless, and now he had to gather his crew together, hoping that as a unit, as a team, as a dysfunctional family, they could perhaps come to a decision regarding their current situation.
They all had a voice, even the young children who, he'd have to admit he hadn't spent much time with of late.
As far as he was concerned, they all contributed something to the group. Well, most of them at least.

Kyra McTaggert strolled down the corridor with a determination in her face he'd not seen before. If he was to be brutally honest, he never particularly warmed to her. Maybe it was because despite living under his roof, she'd barely said two words to him, or any of the other members of the crew, with the exception of Milton and Needy of course.
But now she walked towards him in a manner like she owned the place.

"No doubt you've heard, but we're meeting at The Dwarf in 5 minutes" Safe spoke before she had a chance to.

"Not interested" she replied instantly, intent on passing him without saying another word.

"It's not optional" he replied simply, all warmth drained from his voice.

Kyra stopped in her tracks. Her eyes were still red from crying and she couldn't shake the memory of her nightmare. The truth was she couldn't remember what the nightmare was about, only that when she woke, she knew she had to help him. Had to save Needy, just as he saved her from herself.
"What do you want from me?" she said all of a sudden, her back to him.

"What do I want?" Safe repeated the question

"Look I'm not of you" she snapped, turning to face him. "I'm not one of your crew, never have been, and I'm tired of you pretending that I am or ever was"

Safe remained reserved and controlled himself from snapping back. "Where are you going Kyra?"

The young reporter's eyes glazed over and she had to force herself to remain cool. "I'm going to help Needy" she said, her voice faltering ever so slightly, then with a firmer tone she repeated "I'm going to find someone that can help him"

"So you're going to go out there" Safe responds "but what if trouble comes for us? What if we need to leave right away and you're not here? We will have to leave, you know that. There's kids aboard..."
"And you don't want to put them in danger," Kyra interrupts, finishing his thought. Then she adds "You've been putting them in danger every minute you had them under your care"
"Listen..." Safe starts but Kyra won't let him finish.
"No, you listen! You can't get up and leave. You can't take him away from me, not again"

"This is my ship" Safe declares
"And we're what, you're slaves?" she retorts quickly
"You're here for one r..."
"Yeah I know," she stops him. "I'm here because Needy wanted me here. And you know what? Now he needs our help. If you are in charge here then he needs you as his captain and his so-called friend to do something about it. To help him!"

"Don't you think I've tried?" Safe argues
"No. I don't"
"We've got more urgent matters at hand here" He reasons

"Fine." She answers, calming her tone somewhat. "I can understand that, maybe. But there's always something else isn't there? Don't you understand I'm not leaving on a personal vendetta here. Its for Needy, for your friend. I'm doing it cos nobody else seems willing to"

"We have tried" Safe sighs
"Fine, you've tried," she says "But that doesnt mean you've tried everything."
Safe lowers his head, all to aware that for once, maybe she's right.
"You must know that I need to do this. I need to help him" she says earnestly.
What can Safe do but merely nod?
"Then you know that you can't leave me here just for trying" she says, reaching out to him.
She's right, Safe thinks to himself, nodding his head once more as he begins to

SAFEAT2ND

Thursday, September 11, 2008 7:24 PM

New Thread:
http://www.fireflyfans.net/mthread.asp?b=11&t=34804

_______________________________________________________________
"Got a headful of lightning
And a heart full of rain
And I know that I said
I'd never do it again
Oh and I love you sweet baby but I always take the long way home."

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