Special Branch: Loose Ends

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WASHSYOUNGERSEXIERBR

Wednesday, October 1, 2008 2:03 PM

Vixen stood at the back of the group and slightly away. She may have been part of the crew but only just, she could disappear at any moment. She listened to The fray but didn't actually care on the outcome.

She had to go where Wisp went, Nobody else would have her. Even if she bailed on the groups altogether she couldn't do anything on Santos. And also the more time she spent thinking the more she realized that He was all she had left. She'd killed her parents and therefore cut off all ties to her family, all the acquaintances she'd made in crime would as soon turn on her as welcome her. Wisp was her oldest friend and now her only life line.

So she stood and watched him make his apologies.

If only they knew that they were all connected. That destiny had chosen their paths

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NEEDY

Friday, October 10, 2008 3:55 PM

bump

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SAFEAT2ND

Friday, October 10, 2008 6:31 PM

Ya ya ya, keep yer pants on

I'm trying to develop a new skill set (poetry)in my writing course and it's not going well at all. If you can't tell, I'm more than a little grumpy about it. Rassa frassin' Lyricisim-no-rhyming-hunka-go se.... I've come up with a quote as a result. A Safe@2nd original.

Quote:
"Poetry has gotten away from the Robert Bateman type imagery and is now firmly entrenched in Salvatore Dali territory. All melted clocks, partial faces and impossible architechture."

I WILL post this weekend, I promise.

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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."

SERYN

Monday, October 13, 2008 10:17 PM

Quote:
Originally posted by safeat2nd:
A Safe@2nd original.
Quote:
"Poetry has gotten away from the Robert Bateman type imagery and is now firmly entrenched in Salvatore Dali territory. All melted clocks, partial faces and impossible architechture."

Oh hell yeah. (sorry, allergy to poetry)

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Seryn made a decision. Enough of the navel gazing. They were all tired. Exhausted yes, scared yes, hunted yes, ready to give up? She hoped not. They needed time and a chance to pull their pants up and get back on the horse.
Trust was still an issue though.

Coughing for attention she tokk a step forward. Dozens of pairs of eys swung at her and she grinned a little. Affecting more of a swagger than she felt she motioned to Safe to meet her out in the corridor. Catching Souls eyes she asked him too and the same with the others.

'I have a proposal' Various faces were pulled including the vague hint of a leering grin from Wisp. ' Nope, not that kind of proposal dear, none of you are that lucky'. She pulled a rough planetry map from the pocket of her jacket, grimacing a the various macabre stains, and held it out, pointing to a small moon a few days travel away.
'Its a secret hideaway. My uncle had a lot on money and a love of women that didn't extend to his wife. Most men take up fishing. He bought an underground scientific facility on a crappy little moon and fitted it out as a weekend getaway for him and his women of the hour.' She grinned, 'Women, plural' He couldn't declare it in the will of course. But he told me about it once. Well - he called it a holiday home.' She sobered again.
'But its large, its accessible by ship and its almost entirly invisible from the surface. I suggest we take this opportunity to get everyone there, hole up, get ourselves together and plan our next move.

...What do you say?'

SAFEAT2ND

Tuesday, October 14, 2008 1:51 AM

*grin* Thanks Seryn!

Safe considered Seryn's proposal and while he didn't want to just leave these people to their own devices, the 'holiday home' sounded like the perfect recharge opportunity.

"That sounds like a plan to me. Just give me some time to set Jack's safety net in place for Liam and his crew."

That comment raised a lot of eyebrows a set smirks creeping across some of others faces.

"Oh don't get all preachy on me. I'll admit, I neither like nor fully trust Liam, but Maxine seems like she's got her head screwed on straight."

Again another arched eyebrow from Seryn and a snort from Wisp.

"Why Safe, are you getting sweet on the young pilot?" Seryn crooned.

Safe rolled his eyes and sighed. "Always got make this hard... et tu, Soul?"

Soul shrugged a small grin on his face.

"Oh brother, what am I going to do with you guys? Jack had a sound idea and I don't want to leave them with nothing and that's all. End of story."

Safe muttered his way back into the meeting room to set things up with Jack.

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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."

WASHSYOUNGERSEXIERBR

Monday, October 27, 2008 12:52 PM

As Safe wandered off down the hallway Wisp turned back to Seryn.

"So this holiday home for the rich and unfaithful, You got a set of co-ordinates for it? Or do i just set the sensors to look for gold diggers and brandy?" Wisp grinned like an eleven year old at the word boobies as he spoke about the secret love nest.
This guy sounded like A proper dirty old man, like the times of old.

Seryn thrust the map into Wisps abdomen using more of her fist to lead the way than was required. She then turned and walked away as Wisp gasped for air having all the wind knocked out of him.

"Saw that coming" Muttered Vixen, her head peering round the doorway.

"BOO hway-HUN duh PUO-foo" cursed Wisp as he finally caught his breath. Holding onto the bulkhead while he steadied his feet he traversed his way to the Epsilon bridge.

At first glance at his starcharts he couldnt even see where he was headed. The moon was actually classified as a stable asteroid rather than a habital moon. The rock had been terraformed due to its high yttrium content which was used in laser superconductors. However after a few higher level surveys it was found the rich ores were deep in the planets core so had been written off as too expensive. After that the Government sold it off to private contractors and forgot about it.

"Sounds like the perfect little place to get my Rocks off" Wisp tittered to himself.

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KYRA

Monday, October 27, 2008 8:17 PM

OOC: Working on a post right now for Kyra and Clayton, just not quite ready yet.

Will hopefully post it soon. I'm going to Paris for the weekend on Friday. Can't wait!!! Would like to contribute to the story before then

NEEDY

Monday, October 27, 2008 8:20 PM

Earlier:
As the crews discussed their situation, onboard The Epsilon a sole body remained alone.
The monitors registered the beat of his heart, not that it did him any good. Nobody was around to observe him.
The love of his life was no longer by his side, watching over him.
She had left over an hour ago to find any help that she could.
But it was pointless. There was no help for him now. His path had reached its end. He had chosen a new path now, and he alone would face the consequences of such a choice.

The heart monitor beeped out of harmony with the tune it had been playing. And again. Beeping irregularly.

He'd never wanted any of this. In his mind, there must have been a better way, and so he made the choice, to leave it all behind. It was better this way. It had to be

The beeping of the machine stopped, instead transforming itself into a more ominous tone - a flatline.
The gentle rise and fall of the man's chest ceased as Needy stopped breathing.

Nobody was there to take note of the change. Nobody realised that whilst they argued over what to do next, the man they had fought alonside, the man they at times fought for - he was now gone. All that was left now was a shell

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KYRA

Thursday, November 6, 2008 10:43 AM

It felt like she had been walking for days. In actual fact it had taken her well over an hour to make her way into the main city from Lando's Bay, where the ships had been docked; and at least another hour had been spent roaming around the city itself, seeking out anything or anyone that might assist her in her plight. Truth was, she didn't know exactly who or what she was looking for - a doctor, surgeon, hypnotist, witch, some new-age medicine - she only hoped that she would know it when she found it.

The Shining Star festival had been an annual event, apparently - a parade of entertainers and traders, advertising themselves in market stalls and shows - and it just so happened that the fortnight-long festival was in the middle of its proceedings as Kyra made her way through the city. Whether it was a coincidence that Ciaran had sabotaged the ship to land here at this time, or all part of the plan, Kyra didn't know, but the bustling crowds may have made illegal trading and duplicitous dealings all the more easier to slip under the radar.

Young children brushed by her leg as they ran about, chasing each other with neon lit toy swords. A man with a face painted half black, half white, juggled geese, much to the baffled amazement of the crowd. And three hotheaded mothers argued heatedly with each other as they bartered with a trader over his last AI Jack Russell

Kyra stopped in her tracks as she scanned the chaos all around her. She could spend days here and still not find that which she most anxiously sought - a cure for her lover's condition. She was lost and helpless, and getting more frustrated by the minute. But just then, like a godsend, she witnessed an elderly man, bearded and worn out, signalling her to come over to him.

Without even thinking, she started to make her way over to him, the crowds appearing to have unwittingly made a path clear for her to walk straight over to him.
Mere feet away from him however, and a long queue of people stepped in front of her, blocking her view. It was many seconds before they passed, and when they finally did, the man was gone. She scanned left and right, but there was no sign of him. Instead she was forced to face the red and brown striped curtain draping down in front of her, an entrance-way to a large and antiquated looking tent

Immediately she knew what it was. She had seen tents like it before, and she knew what type of person was inside. In all honesty, she didn't believe in them, she didn't trust what they had to say, she never had. She had seen and believed in a lot of things in her time, but not these.
Still, a part of herself insisted that now was the time to give ear to them, to give them a chance. Perhaps she had been led here for a reason, either way, right now, they were the only hope she had.
And so, without a second's more hesitation, she lifted the heavy curtain and stole herself into the sanctuary of the one known as a teller.

JAZAF

Saturday, November 8, 2008 12:41 AM

The festival made it easy for Kurren to confirm what one of the vagabonds had informed him. He bought a mask from one of the many vendors in the area, with the mask covering his face he swayed to the disjointed music that played all around. As he blended in with the other music lovers he made his way back to The Epsilon and the Dwarf and placed several tracking-sensors.
Moving away he heard the sound of bay doors opening, timing the sway into a spin he caught a glimpse of Kyra exiting the Dwarf. He spun once more for good measure then melted into the crowd. Kurren followed Kyra to the tent of the old man all the while thinking how she could get him closer to his target. As Kyra entered the tent Kurren prepared himself to snatch her up before she made it back to the Dwarf.

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