the shiny NEW take turns writing
POSTED BY: ebonezer
UPDATED: Sunday, November 14, 2004 03:18
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"I got no love for allaince, or this man in particular, but shooting this man down'd be very bad for us. At least, those of us that like breathing. I don't trust him one bit though, so if we're going anywhere with him we better get that radar fixed." said Glico over the comm to Sidere & friends.
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Question: Is this set before or after the battle at Serenity Valley?
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In answer to Glico's question, this is all set LONG before the battle of Serenity, like, a whole generation before the battle of Serenity. This is why we keep referencing people from the show, but little (Seven year old Badger, and little baby Wash for example). I'm my eyes, the Aliance would be some fledgling little 'country' just beging to expand and invade other planets, or possible just beging to terraform some.
Make sense?
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"Uhh, would like to point out that the planet we came from is waay behind us now. If he needs a ride, he's goin to Ballard," Ebo said, "Although this ship is getting a mite full."
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Four out of five dentists reccomend calling Ebo a girl.
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Glico opened a comm with Sidere and started barking orders
"Anyone who can handle a gun, and/or knows how to look scary, Down to shuttle bay 2. I'll see you there" she gazed at their somewhat dumb faces and glared. Once they had moved she said
"Open shuttle bay two, I'll guide him in".
She waited about a minute before talking to Little Richy, to heighten the tension and allow everyone to get in place. Then she opened a data only channel and transferred the approach vectors for Sidere's docking bay two to Richy's nav computer.
She watched him all the way in, with sights trained, then sped into her own bay.
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"Know how to handle one of these?" Soul asked Mantichorus, holding an old-fashioned revolver out.
"Well enough." Mantichorus replied, taking the gun. After a split second pause, he asked; "Where have I seen your face before?"
"Beats me." Soul shrugged, but the frown on his face showed that the other man had been wondering the same thing himself.
"Uh, guys...? Ranking Alliance guy, remember him?" Teela asked, somewhat jumpy. "Move, move, move." And to ram home the point, she pushed them both towards Shuttle Bay Two.
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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 walked across the catwalk, Manti beside him and Teela behind the two of them, pushing them both towards the door for shuttle bay 2. He turned and looked over at Manti, still trying to place his face and now wondering exactly how involved he was with the Alliance, since he had so quickly placed the voice of one Lieutenant Richard Wilkins.
Come to think of it, the name sounded familiar to him too. But why?
Sidere rocked slightly as the ship outside docked with the Firefly. There was a moment of pause as the pressure equalized and then the doors slowly slid open. Soul held his rifle, aiming it towards the opening, waiting for Richard Wilkins to step out.
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But if your hand touches metal, I swear by my pretty floral bonnet, I will end you.
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Mantichorus slowly levelled the gun at knee height. Absently, he wondered if Wilkins would recognise him. After five years, he hoped not. Stealing an Alliance officer's encyclopaedia wasn't the smartest thing he'd ever done, but...
That was a lifetime ago, now. Subconsciously, Mantichorus shifted his weight. Good. The pouch was still there.
He glanced at Soul. The other man held his rifle at approximate shoulder height. The sound of someone stepping out onto the gantry regained Mantichorus' attention.
And there stood Lieutenant Richard Wilkins. He calmly stared at Mantichorus and Soul, not even registering Teela glaring over their shoulders.
"Who's the Captain here?" He asked with an air of authority.
'Good. He hasn't recognised me.' Mantichorus inwardly sighed with relief.
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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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Holy God!
As Richard Wilkins stepped into view, Soul saw the man's face and was instantly swept back to a point in time nearly six years earlier, right after little Hoban was born, right at the end of his brief but memorable stint with a branch of the Alliance that "never existed", at least, not as far as the Higher Ups would ever admit.
The Expendables, as they were called. Asassins, mercenaries, hunters; they all shared the same name. Soul had been one of them.
So had Richard Wilkins. Except back then, he hadn't been known by that name. Back then he was only known by a number: 666. His nickname: Lucifer. He brought death, and he had been good at it.
Soul kept his face as emotionless as he could but his gun never wavered from it's aim.
Wilkins cleared his throat, focusing on Soul and Manti. "Who's the Captain here?" he asked.
Soul glanced at Manti, who motioned over his shoulder at Teela. Wilkins' gaze shifted, apparently noticing the Captain for the first time.
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But if your hand touches metal, I swear by my pretty floral bonnet, I will end you.
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An interesting note: 'Lucifer' means 'light-bringer'. In the pilot, Kaylee says the Alliance is "Shining the light of civilization."
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"You're... the captain?" Wilkins asked unsurely.
"Yeah. ...Got a problem with a girl being the captain of a ship?" Teela answered, her voice slightly annoyed.
"Of course not." Wilkins sighed, with the air of one who hasn't the energy to argue. "Can you take me back to Ixion?"
"We're on our way to Ballard. Sorry, no stops." Teela replied firmly.
Wilkins growled deeply at the back of his throat in anger. "Fine. Get me some quarters." He ordered.
"Follow me." Teela smiled patronisingly at the Lieutenant. As the two of them left the bay, Mantichorus and Soul's shoulders sagged in unison.
"...I hope that's a new instead of an experimental fighter." Mantichorus muttered.
Soul nodded in agreement. "The last thing we want is for any experimental weapons or drive systems to blow." There was a pause. "How do you know about Wilkins?"
Mantichorus pulled a standard issue Alliance military encyclopaedia out of a pouch on his belt, the lights glintting off of something else as well. He then waved the encyclopaedia in Wilkins' general direction. "Was his, until someone lifted it at Rhea."
Soul stared at him disbelievingly. "You stole it from him?" He hissed.
Mantichorus nodded, then sighed. "Now... Where the hell have I seen your face before?"
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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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Note to Manti: I guess one of us is going to have to come up with this, so...
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Soul racked his brain, pushing aside all the useless tidbits of information he had gathered over the years, searching for Manti's face. He had seen him somewhere before, but he felt like he had been more of a friend than a foe-
His eyes widened as the revalation hit him. "That was you on Rhea," Soul said, finally matching the face. "When I was pulled back into the Expendables for one last job. After they threatened my family." He paused, not quite sure he wanted to continue. "They wanted me to kill...you."
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But if your hand touches metal, I swear by my pretty floral bonnet, I will end you.
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Response to Soul: Yeah, I know. I was just hopin' you'd come up with a better story than I would. Which you did. Kudos.
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"...What? Why would they..." Mantichorus trailed off. "Oh, hell. It was that job I did on Cybele, wasn't it? When me and a couple of others tried to 'kidnap' the Prefect's daughter..." He said kidnap, but in fact it was the Prefect's daughter who'd hired them. "...Why didn't you go through with it?"
"How do you mean?" Soul asked uncomfortably.
"Why didn't you kill me? Hell, they didn't harm your family as you didn't do it, did they?" Mantichorus repeated quietly, to make sure Wilkins didn't hear. Some of the things that had happened in the last year or so had messed his memory up something chronic, and he didn't have a clue what had actually happened on Rhea, short of his 'acquisition' of the encyclopaedia.
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A/N: What happened to Mantichorus during the last year is my secret. ~_^ Also, both Rhea and Cybele are 'Earth' goddesses. From the Greek myths, I think.
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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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