the shiny NEW take turns writing
POSTED BY: ebonezer
UPDATED: Sunday, November 14, 2004 03:18
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Something caught Soul's eye, and he turned away from Ebo to stare down to where Teela was now talking to a man with red hair. It seemed like a casual conversation, but something about the man seemed odd, almost familiar...
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"So..." the girl who'd introduced herself as Teela said "have you got a name?"
The red-haired man's face gave a ghost of smile away. "Mantichorus." He replied. "But you can just call me Manti if you like..."
Teela nodded. "What've you got to pay your way, Manti?"
"Three gold nuggets enough?" Mantichorus asked. Before she could answer, he spotted another man off to the side. He looked familiar, but presently, Mantichorus couldn't put a name to the face. 'Ah, well,' he mused, 'time will tell...'
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"The opposite of love is not hate, it's indifference. The opposite of art is not ugliness, it's indifference. The opposite of faith is not heresy, it's indifference. And the opposite of life is not death, it's indifference." -Elie Wiesel, quoted in US News World Report.
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"Well, Manti, do you have any baggage?"
"Nope."
"Well, then I can show you to your room." Teela looks up to Soul, sees that he's looking at Manti, and then back at Manti, and sees a faint smile. Well then, Teela thinks. this might be interesting... She smiles.
"Anyway, let's go to your dorm. Walk this way."
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"Freedom is the Freedom to say that 2 plus 2 make 4. If that is granted, all else follows"-Winston, 1984
Teela Brown, keeper of the delete key.
"No one reads these things any way."- Bart on Blackboard
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"Talk this way!" Ebo sang out and played a few chords on air guitar. She noticed the looks she was getting. "What? Don't you guys listen to clasical music?...I guess not, to high class for you all" Manti raised an eyebrow "Right!" Ebo said and clapped her hands, "Navigating! Gonna go do that." And she trotted up the stairs to the brigde mumbling 'tough crowd.' She plopped down in the pilots chair, still covered in protective plasic covering, and started plotting the route to Billard.
Teela showed the passagers to the dorm rooms and was just explaining about showers and how she would prefer if the men took them ever so often when the ships intercom crackled and Ebo's voice came booming through the speakers, "Hey, you guys wanna go now or what? I plotted our course, but if we don't leave soon the planets gonna be in a diferent place by the time we get there."
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Four out of five dentists reccomend calling Ebo a girl.
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"So far, so good..." Mantichorus muttered to himself, lying down in his dorm room. 'Isn't that what you say every second of a three-mile fall without a parachute?' the ever-pessimistic part of his brain asked. Through years of it being proved right, Mantichorus decided to pay attention. That Soul character, for example... He would swear he'd seen him somewhere before...
The firefly banked sharply, breaking his train of thought. 'Bugger' he thought. With a sigh, he took off his brown overcoat, and threw it on the bed.
'Well, the crew seem agreeable enough...' the ever-optimistic part of his brain smiled hopefully. Yep. All two of 'em. Mantichorus thought for a second, then clicked his fingers.
Maybe they needed a mechanic for this boat... If so, maybe he'd be better off here than plodding through the 'verse.
Catching a niff of his armpits, and remembering Teela's advice, he decided to take a shower first...
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"The opposite of love is not hate, it's indifference. The opposite of art is not ugliness, it's indifference. The opposite of faith is not heresy, it's indifference. And the opposite of life is not death, it's indifference." -Elie Wiesel, quoted in US News World Report.
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Soul grabbed onto the copilots seat as Ebo yanked the controls and jerked the Firefly hard to the right. Ebo let out a whoop.
"You are crazy, you do know that?" Soul said, sarcastically.
Ebo just grinned and jerked the controls again. God, she reminded him so much of his son. His son...he hadn't seem him in over a year, ever since Helina had asked for the divorce. His son had such great potential to be a pilot, and a damn good one at that, the way he just naturally knew how to fly the simulators; but Helina had wanted differently, wanted him to do anything but fly.
That had been the downfall of their marriage. So Soul had left, promising his son, little Hoban Washburne that he would come back one day and really teach him how to fly...
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Mantichorus walked out into the corridor, and paused. Something felt ...wrong. He frowned and ducked back into his quarters, and began to rummage around in his coat. Eventually, he pulled out a small pouch. He quickly attached it to his belt, and pulled his tee-shirt down to cover it. You could never be too careful...
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A/N: Guys, I'm off for the weekend. Just carry on the story as normal and FORGET THE POUCH. It doesn't have any relevance... yet.
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"The opposite of love is not hate, it's indifference. The opposite of art is not ugliness, it's indifference. The opposite of faith is not heresy, it's indifference. And the opposite of life is not death, it's indifference." -Elie Wiesel, quoted in US News World Report.
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"Wee! this piece of junk can move!" Ebo shouted gleefully at Soul, who sat down in the co-pilots chair and grabbed the consoule.
Teela steped through the door, "Is there a compeling reason for all this motion?" she asked.
"Not really," Ebo shrugged, "Just seeing what this piece of, um, spaceship can do before we break atmo."
"Right. Why?"
"In case we have to escape from somebody or something."
"Why would we have to do that?"
"We're carrying not so ligit cargo. Just playing it safe."
"Right, playing it sa-wait-what? Not so ligit cargo?"
"Uh-huh, Jerry isn't exactly your honorable busness man."
"Whats in the box?" Soul asked.
Ebo shugged, "Beats me."
Manti stepped in, "What ever it is it probably isn't kosher, I've delt with this guy before. He likes to keep his big bad reputation by keeping things on the wrong side of legality."
"How long have you been standing there?" Teela asked.
Before he could answer the ship jolted violently.
"I had nothing to do with that," Ebo said. The ship jumped again. "I'm getting the idea this thing has crappy stabilizers. I think this is its typical reaction to breaking atmo."
"Will it do the same thing when we re-enter?"
"Probably be worse."
"Great," Teela mumbled.
"I might be able to fix that," Manti spoke up, "I mean, not all the way, but once we land in Ballard I can rig up some stuff to make it better."
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Glico stared at the displays in her tiny fighter:
FUEL LEVELS CRITICAL
TIME TO ASPHYXIATION : 0 HOURS 20 MINUTES 12 SECONDS
She was in orbit now, could float for, what did it say? Twenty minutes. Crap. With a new sense of desperation, she scanned the list of ships on her RADAR until a firefly caught her eye. Fireflies were liable to have various things of value on them. Things that needed protecting. She was good enough at that, and her little fighter was a great help with the fighting. She waiting for the firefly to hit orbit, and opened a channel with it.
"Hi, my names Glico. I Got a little problem here, and need a lift. I got nothing of value, but I'm willing to work. Things sometimes have a tendancy to blow up in space. I can help make sure that's not you."
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Ebo looked again at the little flashing light. It had been blinking now for about 10 minutes. Maybe Teela would know. Ebo was about to page her when she realized that Teela probably knew less about the buttons on this ship then she did.
Maybe there was an owners manual or something.
Ebo stood and paced around, looking for an owners manual of some sort. She finnaly found it in one of the lockers in the rear. She flipped through the thick book untill she came to a page marked with a simple diagram of the control console. After a moment she realized that the blinking light was telling her there was a message waiting to be recived. She hit a button and a fuzzy picture of a woman popped up.
"Hi, my names Glico. I Got a little problem here, and need a lift. I got nothing of value, but I'm willing to work. Things sometimes have a tendancy to blow up in space. I can help make sure that's not you."
Ebo sent a message back "Umm...what sort of problem?"
Glinco's face came up again, now looking somewhat more relived "I'm running out of air."
"That can be a problem. Lemme just ask Teela."
"Who?"
"Teela. She's our captain."
"Wait! Look i got less then 5 minutes left. By the time you get back from her with clearence, I'm not gonna have enough air to even get to you."
Ebo thought a moment, "Alright. Go ahead and dock."
Glico said a breif thank you and cut the communication.
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