GR RP "Adventures in GunRunning" ACT 17

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RAISTLYNNE

Monday, June 21, 2004 7:43 PM

JONAS HEXX

After what seemed like a very short four days and nights of fantastic romps and frolics with Eveningstar, Hexx arrives on New Hokaido. More specifically, Uchigatana City on New Hokaido. The Longshot lands on the outskirts of the city proper. Hexx departs the ship with a heavy spirit. Parting from Sarah, if only for a short time, is not at all to his liking. He's grown quite attached to her without realizing just how much until now.

Irregardless, Hexx thinks to himself, there's still a job needs doing. Shaking off his glum thoughts, Hexx recalls Eveningstar's information on the Traders and Buyers.

Located in a small villa in the city the Buyers have a small contingent of 'Troys'. Described to him as akin to Ronin of Earth-that-was. Being at least five of them, maybe one or two more. All said to be heavily armed with the latest toys and good at using them to boot. The Traders have a couple of heavy hitters with them. Ex-Alliance 'super soldiers'. Basically they're 'killing-savants', virtual idiots proficient at aught else but killing. They'll use any and all means to safeguard the Traders.

The villa itself is nicely fortified with electronic surveillance grids on the perimeter, grounds, and interior of the property. No booby traps, just lots of bells and whistles per latest intel. Hexx rolls his eyes and spits in disgust at this. Makes a mental note to be wary. Being sure and for certain that his ass is covered at all times is why he is still alive.

Well, think I'll give the place the once-over. Get a lay of the land and see how the folks here behave. If they're expecting trouble to come knocking, it makes my job that much harder.

Getting towards evening. Better look around for some place cheap and out of the way to unload my gear and take in the sights. Like as not, I'm due for another fix and missing my fix would be bad for everyone.

EOM.

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SQUEE

Wednesday, June 23, 2004 11:27 PM

Damon's turn:
LOCATION - CARGO BAY

Damon leads Merz down to the cargo bay and walks over to the crates that the cannon was stored in. He hears heavy footsteps on the catwalk above them and looks up to see Jayne making his way down.

"I'll be right with you, Jayne, I'm just gettin somthin for Merz."

He opens the crate and leans down to grab what he now sees is a cover for the cannon. He reaches in again for the hardware to install it and hands them both to Merz.

"This what you're lookin for?"





I'm not broken, in my dream I win...

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MERCEDESTROY

Thursday, June 24, 2004 1:04 AM

MERZ move

LOCATION - CARGO BAY

Merz follows DAMON back to the Cargo area, and to the stowed crate that the gun had been in. Clearing off the top and opening it, he muscles out the last couple of pieces in the crate, a false cover for the cannon, and mounting hardware for it. He hands it off to her.

DAMON
This what you're lookin for?

MERZ is pleased as she gives it a quick once-over. It satisfies MAL’s need for concealment. With the appearance of a wide-array sensor pod it even poses as a reasonable piece of equipment for a “geological survey” job, and from the circuitry concealed on the inside of the cover, should even scan correctly.

There is an appropriate response to a successful find. MERZ has seen it before, by other people. Before she can think too much about it, she sets the double handful of equipment down on a handy crate and proceeds to give DAMON a largish hug, stating

"Thank you, that is absolutely wonderful,"

in what should have been but fails to be an excited voice, and rather firmly places her lips on whatever portion of his face he fails to move out of her way.

EOM



If Justice is the dish, then I am your waitress

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SQUEE

Thursday, June 24, 2004 6:33 PM

Damon's turn:
LOCATION - CARGO BAY


Damon's mind is already thinking about what work needs to be done here in the cargo and before he has time to react, Merz has her arms around him, says an awkward thank you and kisses him full on the face.

Damon instinctively jerks back, pulling free of Merz, and pushes her back. "Get off me!"

He glares at her warily, taking a few steps back. "What is it with you people? Just take your cover and go."




I'm not broken, in my dream I win...

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DRAGONFLYDIRECTOR

Friday, June 25, 2004 6:57 AM

SIMONS MOVE
As...
"Doctor, you've gone 'n done something you shouldn't have. Sheperd knows it, and I know it. Yer not the same man as came on board Serenity. You get that straightened out, then we'll talk 'bout where our future may be. I'll know yer fixed when I see it. Until then, it's for the best if we don't talk again."

Kaylee was watching Simon closely during her speech. There, she thinks. Right there. To the casual observer, Simon's reaction would have been one of confusion and disbelief. Kaylee, though, saw the derision underneath that. Something was there, hiding just below the surface. It whispered of violence and hate.

The Engineer continued to work on the problem before her while the Woman broke a little inside.

Simon's eyes flash uncharacteristically, his face just starts to redden in anger. Suddenly, as if blown by a cleansing wind, the anger falls away. So does the crimson that has begun to redden Simon's face. His color drops so far as to make the ash smudged on his face look as black as tar. He stares at Kaylee in disbelief, truly shocked to his core. The thing of violence and hate she had seen in his eyes had retreated to the depths. Only shock and remorse remained.

Kaylee is standing at the console as Book walks in and stops at the hatch. She isn't talking. It looks as though she's said her piece and is awaiting some sort of response. I can't miss my chance. I've got to talk to Simon. I must know what's going on.

Moving the rest of the way into the room, and making a little bit of noise, Book approaches the console chair, puts his hand on the counter and leans down peering concernedly into the screen of the console. "Simon, where are you? What's going on? Why did you...? Book suddenly glances at the communication channel to check if it's secure. It's not. He smoothly switches tack, realizing more is wrong and Simon isn't likely to tell him where he's located. "How're you doing, son?"

Not taking his eyes off of Kaylee, Simon speaks in almost a robotic tone, "Everything is fine, we are proceeding. Brink is handling all of the 'physical problems' we have run into. He is fantastic. I could not have done this without him. Nor could I have done this without your help. Speaking of that, I should go ... there is a marker beacon code. I know you'll find it. Give me 2 weeks. I may not be able to contact you again until then,"

Simon pauses, looking over to another monitor. "Damn it, they almost have a lock,"

He looks to Book, his eyes almost pleading that Book pay full attention to the next words. "Remember the greatest trick the Devil ever played ..."

Before anyone can respond, Simon reaches for the cut-off switch as ...

River walks over to the screen where Simon is on, smiles, and says:
"Hello, ge-ge."

Simon looks into River's eyes, his haunted by something, and cuts transmission.

EOM

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