The Sereni-Tree, the Ocean Cloud, and Escape From Boros
POSTED BY: TheRealMe
UPDATED: Friday, February 24, 2006 17:35
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*watches PR fall on his behind*
*offers him a hand up*
Serenity, First Officer of Destiny
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Originally posted by CallMeAth:
*As fast as it hit him, the arrow's effect fades. All of a sudden, Ath realizes he's kissing Kelly in the middle of a room full of people. He pulls back immediately, embarrassed.*
"Uh...I just remembered. I have to go check the orbit. Make sure everything's ok."
*Ath's voice trails off as he heads out the door toward the Bridge.*
"Invader's blood marches through my veins like giant radioactive rubber pants. The pants command me! Do not ignore my veins!"
*KellyofLuthien stands, dumbfounded for the first time in years. She's beginning to realize this Sereni-Tree is more than it seems, on many different levels. Kelly tucks her hair behind her ears and glances around, slightly embarrassed. She hurriedly retreats to the kitchen, grateful that the only person in there is an old robot who doesn't care whether she was making out with the Assistant Pilot or not. Putting a somewhat shaky hand to her face, Kelly abandons all convention and uses the baser form of Elvish, Sindarin, to vent her feelings.*
"Rhaich! Aniron sogad."
(you'll have to figure that out on your own!
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Squeaaking, ever so slightly, Seryn manages to get the message through, even if only to her ankles, that she needs to walk away.
She turns and drags her feet over to the flight panel and seats herself, Prepared to look competant and business like and realising Quincey has it all handled too late.
Wondering why her face feels so wierd she rubbs it with her sleeve oh my god am I wearing make-up? She also realises that her lips are a lttle bigger than they were, as are, well, her flight suit feels a bit tighter... Looking at the nearest shiny thing she can find, one of the read out screens, she realises that somehow she's shifted looks-wise a little more towards Angelina Jolie.
CRAP! oh god, arrgh, think, think... think me, normal me...
Business carrries on in the Cloud as she stares fixedly at the screen, being very quiet and wishing to goodness that she had an S.E.P field of her own.
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Earlier on Boros
Quote:
Originally posted by safeat2nd:
Safe slows as they approach the hatch to Flechette’s restaurant. Was that worry he felt? How could he worry about someone he barely knew? It went against all his military training.
As if responding to his thoughts, the hatch opens. But it wasn't the person he was hoping? it would be.
Needy looks down. “Mr. Safe! Hold on a moment.”
Needy hands Safe a piece of paper. “I shouldn’t be telling you this. It goes against my entire companion training... but I’m no supporter of the Alliance. A client of the house has a hanger. In it is his private collection of shuttles and fighters. The Alliance made him mothball the fighters and turn all armaments over to them, but the shuttles should be operational. Good luck.”
Safe looks at the paper. “Thank-you. But you can’t stay here. Take Flechette, Amy and the book store lady and go wait for us at that hanger.” Safe looks down the tunnel at Citizen. “We have a bit of business... We’ll meet you there.”
Safeat2nd, Chief Handyman of Destiny
After closing the hatch, Needy rises to his feet and looks back at the three women behind him.
A leader. That’s what Safe was asking him to be. It was a hell of a responsibility, and not one Needy felt that comfortable with. Nevertheless these were desperate times, and even though Needy never considered himself leader material, now was as good as time as any to try ones best.
"You heard the man" Needy addresses them
"Actually, I didn’t" Amy replies as Needy shoots her a glare "I’ve not got super-hearing you know"
Not the best start Needy thinks to himself
Despite fearing that the ladies would not give him the respect he needs to lead this mission, he realises that doubting himself is not going to get the job done. He needs to be strong and resolved in his determination to lead them to safety
"We’ve got to go"
"Why?" Flechette challenges
"It isn’t safe to stay here…"
"What… we gotta leave now?" Amy asks concerned
"The sooner the better. Alliance will be swarming the place in no time… "
"…and they won’t like that we’ve helped out some rebels" Versereader adds
"Precisely."
Versereader proves to be on Needy’s side in this, whilst Amy seems apprehensive and Flechette downright opposed
"You expect me to leave my restaurant? All that I’ve built up over the years… just abandon it?"
"Listen!" Needy snaps "I don’t care if you look down on me or what I do, but this could be a matter of life and death here. If you fancy sticking around and taking your chance against the Alliance then by all means, stay. But I’m getting us out of here"
Flechette shuts up
Next Needy turns to Amy "Are you coming?"
"Yeah, I guess" she replies quietly
Versereader is already by Needy’s side by the time Amy moves towards him. Needy looks at Flechette, giving her one last chance to make up her mind.
When she doesn’t reply, Needy encourages the two ladies to leave with him through the front door of the restaurant
"No" Flechette interrupts
Needy turns back annoyed
"Don’t go that way. C’mon we’ll use the backdoor, its safer"
"You coming then?" Needy asks
"Yeah, I’m coming" Flechette replies defeated
Amy smiles at her friend as the four of them leave for the back entrance.
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On the Ocean Cloud bridge:
Quincey checks herself out with a hand mirror, quickly and expertly applying makeup acquired from a pocket in her flight suit. Then she unbinds her long, straight black hair and pulls out a brush. Soon, she is ready, and turns to Seryn. “Uh, Seryn, you can take over piloting for a while, right?”
Once again a carefully crafted, stunning Oriental beauty, Quincey hops out of her seat and gracefully glides toward the back of the Ocean Cloud, her every movement, every gesture, one of practiced perfection.
She curtsies. “So, YOU are the one they call Roberts?” she purrs. “I am SO pleased to meet you!”
Gallantly, TheManInBlack takes Quincey’s hand and kisses it.
She smiles, her dark eyes staring up into his blue ones. “My name is Quincey,” she whispers.
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Quote:
Originally posted by KellyofLuthien:
*Kelly tucks her hair behind her ears and glances around, slightly embarrassed. She hurriedly retreats to the kitchen, grateful that the only person in there is an old robot who doesn't care whether she was making out with the Assistant Pilot or not. Putting a somewhat shaky hand to her face, Kelly abandons all convention and uses the baser form of Elvish, Sindarin, to vent her feelings.*
"Rhaich! Aniron sogad."
Sparky the Robot walks up to Kelly. “Here, Miss Kelly, I can take care of those dishes for you.” Sparky loads the used dishes into the industrial strength dishwasher of the Sereni-Tree’s kitchen. Then he pushes the start button.
Sparky does a few more tasks in tidying up the kitchen. Then he turns to Kelly. “So, did you have a good time making out with Mister Atherton? It sure looked pretty hot from where I was standing!”
Sparky
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Originally posted by TheRealMe:
Sparky walks up to Kelly. “Here, Miss Kelly, I can take care of those dishes for you.” Sparky loads the used dishes into the industrial strength dishwasher of the Sereni-Tree’s kitchen. Then he pushes the start button.
Sparky does a few more tasks in tidying up the kitchen. Then he turns to Kelly. “So, did you have a good time making out with Mister Atherton? It sure looked pretty hot from where I was standing!”
Sparky
*KOL lets loose a torrent of Elvish that should never be written down. She then smiles sweetly at Sparky and says:
"Yes, Sparky, I did. I wonder if Ath enjoyed it as much as I, though? He sure was in a hurry to get out of here!"
*Kelly mutters under her breath and grabs a broom. Sparky hears random phrases such as "thought it was nice" and "stupid arrow" and shakes his metallic head.*
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*Ath sits in his chair on the Bridge, thinking about what just happened. He can't keep his mind from dwelling on how good it felt to have her in his arms, her lips pressed against his. Her smell, her taste...
Ath pulls his mind away again, trying to concentrate on the computer screen in front of him. He has the Tree in perfect orbit, waiting for the Cloud to return. With nothing important to distract him, his mind quickly finds it way back to Kelly.
What must she be thinking right now? Why did he stop? It was certainly something he'd longed to do for quite some time. Sure, he's never been much for public displays of affection, and then there was still a little guilt...
Stop it Ath! She's gone. She made her choice and you agreed with her. Just let her go!
*Ath sighs, then turns his attention back to the computer screen, which promptly fails to distract him.*
"Invader's blood marches through my veins like giant radioactive rubber pants. The pants command me! Do not ignore my veins!"
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Jazaf stands in the kitchen a little miffed.
Just before he took a bite out of his bagel he noticed something on the floor. Jazaf sets the bagel down and gets closer to the ground. When he gets there he hears hurried footsteps, some strange string of words, and Sparky comfort someone named Kelly. When he gets back up from the floor Kelly is gone and so is his bagel!
'Gorramit.'
Jazaf heads to the fridge to find something else he can snack on.
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Oh, cheers.
Seryn takes over the command, glad to have something to do. She flicks a switch and tunes into the mining planets security frequencys, but all seems to be quiet. Hoping that that meens they were still undiscovered, she flicks it off again and contacts the bridge of the Tree
'hello..? Hi!, we're on our way back, mission accomplished. We got the stuff, we should be there soon....
...um, is everything all right on the Tree? somebody put Soul back to sleep yet? Or do we all need arrow proof knickers when we get back?...
...Oh, one last thing, is Washie onboard the tree? ...oh, good, we have an extra person onboard here... ...Xander and Ash might not be so thrilled...
..ok, see ya.'
As the picture blips off, she sees that she's back to normal, and turns to report to JH.
'si...'
she watches as Robert kisses Quinceys hand and as she leans up to whisper something. Seryn sighs, a mixture of relief and sadness and envy in the pit of her stomach. Then she turns back to the controls and plots the course for the Tree. its probably not even the Roberts I knew, not my Roberts, And pushes the whole thing to the back of her mind.
OK, who is up for a round in the bar to celebrate our swift victory?
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