GR RP "Adventures in GunRunning" ACT 22

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UPDATED: Thursday, October 28, 2004 03:16
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CHANNAIN

Wednesday, October 27, 2004 7:14 PM

Rowan's Move
LOCATION: BRIDGE

ZOE (equally quietly): "Sure does seem this thing's made its rounds since that boy got here. I'll take it for now."

Relieved of the firearm, Rowan takes hold of the sourcepad and feels the mild vibration of the messaging system, reminding her of unfinished business. How long would Thal's little messenger pod be set to wait before returning?

ZOE: "Think you're up for showin' me how to make that bao you been talkin' about? I seem to recall a time not too long past that my husband was covetin' that very thing."

Rowan smiles, but lifts an eyebrow in an exaggerated show of hesitation.

ROWAN: "Well, I don't know. It's my grandmother's recipe. I may have to consult the ancestors, see if they'll let me without having to have to kill you after."

Seeing Kaylee's smile and hearing her laughter does wonders to lighten things up in the bridge. Seems almost a shame to leave. Glancing over her shoulder, she catches a the silent communication passing between husband and wife, then nods her head forward to indicate she's heading out as she speaks.

ROWAN: "And there's the trouble of not knowing whether you have all the fixings. Without scallion, there's really no point to it. Then again, it's a hell of a process and I can always use a couple more hands."

Pausing, she turns back to look at Kaylee and Inara.

ROWAN: "I don't suppose either of you have experience in putting bao dough together?"

EOM

OOC: I did find a recipe for Bao... sounds yummy! Jayne might even break down and have to have one.

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CAPNRAHN

Wednesday, October 27, 2004 7:15 PM

LOCATION - BRIDGE
As...

While waiting for Kaylee to get her breath back, Mal notes the interaction between Rowan and Zoe. On her way out, Mal zips Damon's pistol out of Zoe's belt. As she turns to give him a startled glare...

MAL
...with a playful lilt in voice and waggles his eyebrows at Wash...
"Gonna need that di'rec'tly, 'Lamby-toes'"

EOM

"Remember, there is only ONE absolute - There ARE NO absolutes!!!"

SQUEE

Wednesday, October 27, 2004 7:25 PM

River
LOCATION - COMMON AREA

THORNE:"Well, that went about as expected. Our Shepherd is pretty untrusting for a man in his profession. Must be a carry-over from his former job...if it is a former job. I can feel that he's hiding things in his past, and present, from us. You probably can too. What I can't get is his intent. He manages to mask that."

It’s Thorne’s turn to get the look now, the one that reaches in with the: ‘I know more than you think I do’. “Everybody has a former job, everyone has secrets, everyone wears a mask.” She leans in and whispers as if sharing a secret with a playmate. “It’s not fair to be trying to take other people’s masks off when you’re wearing one yourself.”

Making the ball disappear one last time, he reaches behind RIVER's ear, pulls the ball from thin air, and, with a softly whispered "ta-da", holds it in front of her.

THORNE [in a Bert Lahr/Cowardly Lion voice]:"So. You wanna play some more? Do ya? Huh? Just one more. Huh? Come on. Come on, tough girl. Put up yer dukes."

River smiles and reaches for the ball only to have it pulled out of reach at the last second. He brings it back and she reaches for it again, only this time when he pulls it back out of reach, she grins a proud look of triumph and holds up the handkerchief she snuck from his pocket with a giggle.

“Got you.”

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

CHANNAIN

Wednesday, October 27, 2004 7:54 PM

Rowan's Move
LOCATION: BRIDGE

Lamby toes?

Seeing Zoe's look, Rowan decides to move before the ass-whuppin' gets underway. Zoe isn't the mutinous sort, but she isn't afraid to give her captain what for when he needs it--Rowan would stake part of her tournament stash on that.

Looking over her shoulder at Zoe again, she meets the woman's dark eyes.

ROWAN: "When you're done mangling him, I'll be down in the galley."

EOM

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SQUEE

Wednesday, October 27, 2004 8:20 PM

Damon’s turn:
LOCATION - FRONT HALL

From his place in the hall, Damon can only see part of what’s going on, but he can hear it all just fine. Mostly chatter. He tunes it out and returns Jayne’s nod when he passes. A short while later, he hears another mention of bao and looks over to see Rowan and Zoe heading out of the bridge. On her way out, Mal zips something out of Zoe's belt.

Damon frowns slightly when he recognizes his gun. Since when did she have it?

As Zoe turns to give Mal a startled glare...

MAL
...with a playful lilt in voice…
"Gonna need that di'rec'tly, 'Lamby-toes'"

For a moment, Damon isn’t sure he likes that statement but he quickly reassures himself that if Mal intended on shooting someone, he wouldn’t need Damon’s gun to do it.

There is a few seconds of silence between the three in the bridge doorway- Damon can’t tell if it’s tension or confusion.

ROWAN (to Zoe): "When you're done mangling him, I'll be down in the galley."

Damon watches Mal and Zoe as Rowan turns and walks toward him.

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

ASTRIANA

Wednesday, October 27, 2004 8:41 PM

ZOE'S MOVE:
LOCATION - BRIDGE

ZOE turns when MAL plucks DAMON's gun from her waistband.

MAL (with a playful lilt in voice): "Gonna need that di'rec'tly, 'Lamby-toes'"

ZOE's jaw clenches imperceptibly. Her look is one of pure ice.

ROWAN (to Zoe): "When you're done mangling him, I'll be down in the galley."

ZOE nods at ROWAN, still glaring icicles at MAL.

ZOE: (internally): "Time enough for dealin' with this later... "

{{OOC: Oooooh, Mal's in trouble! }}

~Astriana~
~Mostly-Invisible Long-Winded Goddess of Inter-Board Communication and Diplomacy a/k/a El Jefe Magnifico's Mistress... of Communications and Harems~

...I'm still free,
You can't take the sky from me.

MANIACNUMBERONE

Wednesday, October 27, 2004 8:52 PM

Malachi's Move
Location: Outside the shattered window of the target ship.

Small jets of compressed gas expel from ports on the front of Malachi's black suit to slow his approach on the square starboard window. The stream link from the second deployed msr flowing data directly through a neural implant. No possible visual data by this means, but no motion data either. He's dead.

Slowly unhooking from a tether a large metallic hood with a few odd devices attached to it, Malachi places the hood over the comparatively small hole of the window, covering it, and begins to turn a large clamping device on its' back side. Malachi feels the hood suctions itself to the metal of the ship with a heavy, unsettling noiselessness, and he engages a locking mechanism.

Satisfied, he pulls himself along the ship to the hatch, and is almost surprised when he finds it unlocked. He climbs down the short ladder to the entry chamber closing the hatch behind him, and is pleased to see that the ship automatically turned on the gravity when he "patched" the hole. That makes things a little easier and a little harder.

Making immediately for the bridge, he spies the body on the floor near the shattered/patched window, surrounded by random items thrown around in the certain madness that followed the explosion. Examining it closely, he pauses. What's this... some sort of machine? Malachi's eyes tighten with uncertainty. No matter. It comes with me. Pulling a folded black section of rubbery-looking material from a small pack on his hip, he snaps it out it front of him and unrolls a body bag on the floor, then moves to search the pockets of the body.

EM

CHANNAIN

Wednesday, October 27, 2004 9:09 PM

Rowan's Move
LOCATION: BRIDGE to Front Hall

Stepping out of the bridge hatchway, Rowan sees Damon as she heads down the steps. He seems a bit pensive, but otherwise in good spirits. He hasn't relaxed too much since they came on board, but at least he's stopped glowering at everybody. He has a little five-o'clock shadow darkening his jaw, lending a bit of rakishness to his lean good looks. She smiles as she approaches, keeping a friendly distance between them, and she pauses by his shoulder.

ROWAN: "Hey, Xiao di di. How did the rest of your day turn out?"

EOM

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SAINT JAYNE

Wednesday, October 27, 2004 9:19 PM

JAYNE - GALLEY

Not wanting to risk using cutlery, Jayne slurps down the soup directly from the opened can and feeds himself fish sticks by hand. He smacks his lips on finishing the dou fu nao and muffles a belch as politely as he can with a lady around.

The tin tumbles into the recycler with a clatter. Jayne fishes out another yu stick and slurps it down.

SQUEE

Wednesday, October 27, 2004 9:43 PM

Damon's turn:
LOCATION - FRONT HALL

Still leaning casually against the wall, Damon watches Rowan slow to a stop beside him.

ROWAN: "Hey, Xiao di di. How did the rest of your day turn out?"

His gaze flicks over to Mal and Zoe before returning to Rowan. "Not sure yet. How'd the diagnostic go? Cannon functioning okay again?"

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

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