GR RP "Adventures in Gunrunning" ACT 21
POSTED BY: CapnRahn
UPDATED: Thursday, October 14, 2004 13:08
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JAYNE'S move
LOCATION – COMMON AREA
"... All Crew to Battle Stations ... Red Alert ... All Crew ..."
The noise always gave Jayne a spiraling, dropping feeling for an instant. His mind flashes back to one of his first big jobs where he and some fellas blew an airlock to get to at a ship's cargo - and the men that had locked themselves up with it, desperate to defend their livelihood.
Jayne had dropped in first. The tension of the situation mixed with the flashing lights and droning computer voice had made for an unhappy combination. He was jumpy. None of the crew were armed, as it turned out, but he didn't know that at the time. When one of them charged out from a hatchway and surprised him, well...
In a fluid motion, Jayne pulls out his piece, aims and empties it. When done, he pushes the toilet back into the wall and slaps cooling water across his face, chest and arms. Felt good.
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Damon’s turn:
LOCATION - CARGO BAY or CATWALKS
Damon looks up from his work when Kaylee’s voice comes on over the com.
Attention crew. This is a drill. She then places the drill next to the speaker and sends the sound of it running all over Serenity. Now that I have your attention, this is also a drill.
The battle stations alert sounds once and then switches off.
“Ha. Drill, very funny. At least they warned us- damn near gave me a heart attack the first time.” He resumes braiding and soon reaches the end. He hooks it onto the crate next to the first. Looking down the length of the braids, he spots the remaining two cords still coiled on the floor. Can’t braid with only two, but Kaylee said six cords so they might not need to do another. He sighs, running a hand through his hair as he stretches his fingers.
“Well, I guess that’s that. Kaylee said six cords… I gotta go talk to Mal before he notices I’m avoiding him, though I’d just as soon braid bungees all night.” He walks over to the remaining cords, still not in any hurry, and picks them up. “How long have you been on the run, Merz?”
I'm not broken, in my dream I win...
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MERZ move,
LOCATION - CARGO BAY
SERENITY
RedRedRed Reeed Alert ... All Crew to Battle Stations ... Red Alert ... All Crew …
Even knowing it was a drill, MERZ tenses as the alert goes off. But it is of very short duration, and she controls the urge/need to rush back to the bridge for no apparent reason.
She is no longer needed for the cording; DAMON has reached the point where he can finish without assistance. While he finishes up, she stretches and while DAMON has his back to her, casts a casual glance upwards, towards the one who has been listening to their conversation. Did he really think he had sneaked up on her?
DAMON
Well, I guess that’s that. Kaylee said six cords… I gotta go talk to Mal before he notices I’m avoiding him, though I’d just as soon braid bungees all night. He pauses. How long have you been on the run, Merz
She has caught MAL’s eyes and quietly returned his gaze. He nods gently at her, in acknowledgement. She turns back to DAMON to answer the question, knowing that MAL would also have some interest in her response.
MERZ
I left the “Geste” a little over 6 months ago. I have been moving ever since. I won’t be able to stay long. These people, she considers her words. You people don’t need the kind of heat I could bring down. But … She sighs.
She does not look back to MAL, allowing him to remain lurking, if that is his desire. His face, his attitude, his scent however, so familiar. He was fairly radiating that kind of pre-battle feeling she has known before. Not among the TROY’s, which is different altogether, but certainly among the APE’s. Tomorrow’s run has him worried.
She looks towards DAMON then, to judge the reaction to her next question. She has a feeling that “line” he spoke of may be going to be crossed.
How long have you been running, DAMON?
EOM
If Justice is the dish, then I am your waitress
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JAYNE'S move
LOCATION – COMMON AREA
Jayne sinks into the couch for a moment's rest. As he rubs his temples, he sees that there is someone in the infirmary, lying on the table. He knows those feet. And he's glad River will be sleeping it off while he is busy finishing up his work.
Jayne stands and steps slowly into the doorway. Yup, it's her, sound asleep. He only hopes she isn't awakened by his rummaging for parts in the storage area that encircles the infirmary.
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Damon's turn:
LOCATION - CARGO BAY
How long have you been running, DAMON?
Damon kneels down in front of Kaylee's locker and opens it. Unlike Merz, he is completely unaware of Mal's presense. He drops the cords in the corner of the locker where he got them from and closes it before he can be tempted to sneak a chocolate bar out of Kaylee's stash.
His eyes light up a bit as he smiles pridefully at her and stands. "One year, one month, three weeks, five days and counting. Course, one of these days it'd be nice to not have to run."
I'm not broken, in my dream I win...
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Book's Move
Location: Bridge to Cargo Bay
Pleased at everyone's reception of his announcement, Book decides to leave the heathens to their diagnostics and go to his quarters to do something about the purple-lit comm that keeps tormenting him. Very inopportune moment for that thing to go off. he thinks as he exits the bridge. What must the captain have thought? Turning back for a moment, he calls into the bridge with a smile. "Finish your work quickly, so we can tap that cask!"
Whistling down the hallway to the fore stairway, he rolls quickly over what he still needs to do. Contact "them" and get them to stop waving him - imperative. Meditate and change for the night's festivities - I have just the thing in mind. and, ah yes, one more thing," He thinks as he steps off the bottom step to the metal grating of the higher catwalk and sees the Captain, a little lower than him on a catwalk and Damon and Merz on the Cargo Bay floor. "Excuse me, Captain, is there anything else you'd like me to do before I prepare for the cabinet opening?"
EM
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JAYNE'S move
LOCATION – COMMON AREA
Jayne's face is nearly burried into the floor as he gropes in a crawlspace for just a few more steel bars. If he can't find anything out here, he might have to canablize what he needs elsewhere. The slide-out trays in the infirmary's storage closet might do the trick.
Aha! A light grunt of approval escapes Jayne's mouth as his eyes flash across the storage area and spy some more metal lying trapped under a stack of flats. He replaces the crawl space cover and moves over to collect them.
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KAYLEE’s move
LOCATION - BRIDGE As...
ROWAN looked up at her, a very slightly puzzled look in her eyes.
ROWAN
I have three different shades. Are we talking about Danger red, Look at ME red or, Hi Spacer red?
KAYLEE thinks about it for a moment, hands on her hips, biting her lip in concentration.
KAYLEE
I like the sound of Danger red, but I don’t know as it matters. Whatever you have the most of or are willin’ to part with. ‘Cause it’s not like I can give it back.
KAYLEE places the rest of her tools, and the drill back into her toolbox. Well, it is not as critical as other things I have to do before we can have some fun and let our hair down, so to speak. I’ll see what you have later. Right now, I gotta go check on Damon and whoever’s working on our brake for that conex. With any luck we are just about there – that and Jayne’s little project is the last we have to finish.
She heads for the door and then pauses and looks back at Rowan. You said “our” girl’s running like a top. Want you to know; it’s OK. I have been unfair and I appreciate all the help I have had today. Thanks.
She holds out her free hand to Rowan.
EOM
If Justice is the dish, then I am your waitress
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River
LOCATION - INFIRMARY
Quote:
River sits on the floor of the cargo bay, studying the ball in her hand and the jacks on the floor in front of her. Not far away, Mal, Simon, Book and Jayne are playing cards on a crate. Things are as they should be. River smiles and looks up at Kaylee.
“This time, I’ll get four.”
Kaylee laughs kindheartedly. “Jien tah duh guay!”
River holds up the small ball. “Watch.” She lets it drop from her hand and begins scooping up jacks as it bounces. She looks up at Jayne for a moment, her hand still moving. “No cheating.”
Jayne’s expression feigns innocent. “Cheating! I don’t cheat. Mal, tell ‘er how I don’t cheat.”
River grabs her forth jack and grins at Kaylee as she hands her the ball.
Mal puts a card on the crate but doesn’t look up as he speaks. “Jayne? Jayne never cheats.” Jayne grins and reaches for his beer. Mal puts another card on the table. “He just likes takin’ advantage of those who aren’t payin’ too close attention. Full house.”
“What?!”
Mal flashes Jayne a smug smile and reaches for the chips.
“Pardon me, captain, but I believe the winnings are mine.” Simon lays his cards on the table.
Jayne stares and points a finger. “Now that’s cheating. I think we oughtta-”
"RedRedRed Reeed Alert ... All Crew to Battle Stations ... Red Alert ... All Crew ..."
Before anyone has time to react, the air lock door swings open. Two Blue Sun agents step into the bay, each carrying a gun. The sound of metal scraping against the floor echos through the walls. Simon, Book and Mal are only halfway to their feet when a shot goes off, hitting Simon straight in the head.
River screams as she sits up from the med bed with a start.
“SIMON!"
I'm not broken, in my dream I win...
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Wash's Move:
Location - Bridge of his Spaceship
Kaylee (to Rowan): "You said “our” girl’s running like a top. Want you to know; it’s OK. I have been unfair and I appreciate all the help I have had today. Thanks."
(Wash spins a 360 degree arc in his helm chair, and says to both Kaylee and Rowan): "You know better, Kaylee... It's my girl. From her shiny new laser, to the best little engineroom in the verse... It's all mine... and no, you haven't been unfair, I know that you've had a lot on your mind lately, and I haven't been the best of help... Let's try to make it all better tonight, ok?"
Out in the 'verse... past the farthest planet ever even glimpsed by aided human vision, a small rift forms... a glowing neon yellow sign pops into existance... written there, as if it were the secret to life itself: 19:00AMT (7:00pm).
The rift closes, and the sign naturally glows no more, being cut off from it's natural universe... It falls into the planet below, to be forgotten... As time is still passing as it should... And all is well in the 'verse again.
... 1-1... actual probability established...
Decoy, they make me go first, because I have my towel always at the ready.
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