Sereni-Tree: Boros cliffhanger, engaging paramours
POSTED BY: cozen
UPDATED: Monday, March 6, 2006 11:36
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Originally posted by mai:
*grabs LMD*
I think we should start by looking in that cozy little, barely visible, way on the other side of the park nook of trees. Uh you know just to be safe... cause there could be uh trouble or ... um something.
Oh, you're so smart! I think you're right, there just might be something of interest there. Let's go.
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*walks way across the park hand in hand w LMD*
Phew. That was quite a walk. I'm thinkin' maybe we need to sit and rest here awhile before the danger searchin' begins.
Oh would you look at that! It's a little cave or something. Hmmm... I've never noticed that before. Let's go and check it out.
Mai, Secretary of Unmentionables.
http://iammai2.livejournal.com
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Soul turns, looking to meet TWG’s eyes, ‘well, there was always the original plan’
Seryn’s curious gaze flickers between the two, intrigued by the slight smile twisting the corners of Souls mouth, ‘so what’s the plan?’
‘mayhem, confusion, pretty pretty lights…. *she stoops to rummage through the bag, which has been dropped, uncaring, by Seryn, she produces several palm sized objects and looks back up at the group* …’ and tears before bed time!’
She pulls Souls aside, working out the details, as PR watches them nervously, glancing from the huddle to the bag and back again. Finally he looks at Seryn, now braced, hands against the bulkhead, in an effort to stay balanced, with a questioning look in his eyes. She smiles, nodding as minimally as possible towards TWG
‘Take what you want, and go, cover her back, look after her.’
He grins, taking mere moments to arm himself almost to the teeth, ‘I’ll follow them in, when they’re through, you sneak in, trash what canisters you can’t fill, make it look like you tried real hard to trash them all, hopefully they’ll go with what they got left, ‘stead a waitin’ for more.’ As she watches his lips intently he smiles, encouragement, and barely controlled excitement tinged with worry ‘You think you can manage that?’
She pushes away from the wall, standing straight as she can. ‘I can do this; I just don’t think I’m ever dancing again’
He turns away and says something, when he looks back; she smiles at him and nods. Seemingly satisfied he joins TWG and Soul.
‘Oh, one last thing, once you are done, get to a shuttle, any kind, and get off, the fighter only carries two. I’ll make sure I get Ervin back. But I ‘m still hoping the Commander here can see sense, I think…. never mind, but just get off the ship!’
Soul says something back, but all she gets is ‘ok., no need…’ before he turns his head. She gently touches her ear, the stinging deep in, and she tries not to cry as she realises that now the silence is total.
(OOC - yeesh, i'm really beating myself up at the moment (with help from Ath) 'pologies, but figured it would be the inevitable consequence.
Needy, they were bloody good posts!)
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Originally posted by jake7:
**She continues to try to bring herself out of her lethargy, but Cozen has now added dark chocolate to the mix and she is helpless to resist.**
(OOC: Remember, I'm being kidnapped by Cozen. I'm completely helpless, as he is the master at this. There is no way I'll be able to resist him to fight.)
*Ath flies the Sereni-Tree along the bow of the cruiser, strafing it with the forward guns. As he pulls up, he hears the warble that means a missile is trying to lock on.*
"Hey Jake, we have a fighter trying to get a lock on us. Think you can take it out?"
"Jake?"
*Giving up on Jake, Ath manuevers the ship so that another of the gunners can take a shot at the fighter, but the pilot seems to have realized that that is the weak point of the tree's defenses, and manuevers with the Tree.
Within a few seconds, the warble turns into a tone.*
*Ath looks back at the holo-display just in time to see the missile leap off the fighter. He fires off counter measures, and pulls off every complex move he can think of, but the missile continues to close in.*
"All hands! Brace for impact!"
*Ath is thrown forward as the Tree lurches from the impact. His head smashes into the screen in front of him with a load crack and a blinding flash of light. Everything goes dark.
Ath wakes up a few minutes later. It takes a while to realize that the darkness isn't from a lack of consciousness. Just as he manages to wonder where the back-up lights are, they turn on. Ath checks the status of the ship. I doesn't look good.
The engines are out, manuevering is out, communications are out, weapons systems are off-line. The only good news is that the auxilory life support is working.
Ath is about to get on his wrist-com when he feels a shudder run along the ship. His heart sinks as he realizes what it means. Even without seeing it, he knows what it means. The cruiser is docking with the Tree.*
"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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**As she eases open the door to the Stockholm suite of rooms in the East wing, jake7 steps gingerly into the hallway -- one hand attempting to restore a semblence of order to the violent mess of her hair...Her glazed eyes attempt to focus upon her surroundings...The door softly eases closed on its well oiled hinges...and she makes her way unsteadily down the hall to get back to the gun turret. Her head pounds, yet she's strangely relaxed and alert. As she slips into her seat at the gun, KOL, Jazaf, and Duece stare at her state of dishevelment, then look at each other questioningly. She notices, but tries to act nonchalant.**
Well! Looks like you guys did a fair job at keeping the Alliance at bay, but you missed a few targets.
**jake7 lines up her gun and blows up a few fighters and several more sensors. She grins, leans back in her seat, and then yelps in pain. She feels around her back to find there are scratches there. She mutters smugly to herself**
Guess I'm not the only one who left marks!
(OOC: Dang it! Ath and I posted at almost the same time! Edited to add the following)
**Just then, she hears Ath's panicked voice come over the Comm and snaps out of her reverie to see a missile heading straight for the 'Tree. She sends out a blast to circumvent the missile, gets a hit, but it impacts too close to the 'Tree and knocks out some of the power grid. The 'Tree goes dark, then after a moment, the backup power takes over. She flicks on the Comm.**
Sorry about that, Ath! I don't think the damage is too bad, but we need someone to go check it out. Do we have anyone left on the 'Tree to check out the damage? Or, can you get the computer to assess the situation?
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MAL: Everybody's makin' a fuss.
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"They just float out there, sending out raver breeding parties..."
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On the bridge of the Kilgore:
*A squad of Alliance marines waits impatiently as the engineers try to blast throught the Sereni-Tree's airlock. The sergeant checks the squads readiness.*
"Remember men, we're looking for a woman with wings."
"Uh, wings sir?"
"Yes, wings, corporal. I know it sounds strange, but the briefing was very clear. Anything else you can shoot on sight, but the winged woman MUST be captured alive."
*One of the privates turns to the man to his right and whispers, "AnyTHING else? Doesn't he mean anyONE else?"*
"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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*Ath turns on his wrist com and sets is to the entire crew.*
"Ath here. Is everyone okay?"
*A number of people check in, but Ath is no longer sure who is on the ship and who isn't.*
KOL: "Ath, are you okay? You don't sound so well."
"I'm all right. I just hit my head. But listen everyone. They're about to board the ship. I figure it'll take a few minutes for them to get through the air-lock, so everyone who can fight, get armed and head to the common room."
*Without waiting for a reply, Ath leaves the bridge and heads to his room. More than once he has to stop and brace against a wall to steady himself, and to wipe the blood from his eyes. Weh he gets there he digs out his pair of sandelwood-handled revolvers, an ammo-belt and a pair of daggers for close quarters, then heads for the common room as fast as he can.*
"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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seryn braces herself against the wall, watching the action unfold in front of her.
With graces and frenetic energy TWG glides about the room, The gurads, initially supicious, stand back warily, gun pointed and looking around for the real attack.
Then they begin to succumb to the spell, clapping, cheering, drooling... They follow TWG's progress, each one totally dropping any pretence of working and follow her like rats after the piper of Hamlyn, utterly mesmirised. Not even when She sets off coloured flares, swirling them around her head and encompassing them in clouds of acrid smoke, do they flinch.
Behind them, Soul and PR enter, stalking the soldiers warily. With little need - those who don't put them selves out of the picture by walking into machinery or shuttles, or tripping over equipment left on the deck, knocking themselves unconcious, are two fixated on the dancing figure in the smoke. Silently the two men dispatch of the remaining few and set too procuring a shuttle.
Summoning all her strength, she runs in, grabbing the largest wrench she can lift and crossing to the pallet of cannisters. Finding the largest trash chute she can, sh pours the liqefyed gases away, hoping that the residue is not enough to affect any one. Quickly she fills as many of the cannisters as she can with the water. And then sets too dilligently smashing the crap out of the rest of them with the wrench.
PR runs over. And grabbing another tool he joins in.
Once done, he looks at her 'your not going to make it, i'll go get Ervine'
No, you can't fly the Nandi, and I refuse to leave her behind. Besides, running is a breeze, I just fall forwards, but keep my feet under me...'
He grins, but not in an amused way. And she tries to assume a ''theres no point arguing with me' face.
'I'll see you all on the Tree. Soonish'
*lurches off to find Ervine*
As the three Tree-ers climb into one of the shuttles, a large group of soldiers and engineers pile into the bay. One of them, the officer, crosses to the pile of cannisters, kicking at them, then turns to the soldiers, indicating furiously, and as two engineers salvage the remaining cannisters and load them into one of the small craft, they start to search through the whole bay, ship after ship, even the small one with the cannisters as it is led away for launch.
'Oh go-se...'
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Just as the comm sounds w ith a slightly panicked sounding Ath...
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"All hands! Brace for impact!"
*stumbles into the cave entrance, hitting the wall, as the 'Tree shakes violently*
Oh God! We've got to back to Serenity. She's all alone!
Mai, Secretary of Unmentionables.
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Boros:
*As the soldier struggles with the frozen lock, small patches of ice begin to form on the wall in front of him. At first they seem like random patches, but soon the entire wall is encased in foot thick ice. The troops by the wall step back, mouths agape. The other soldiers stop and stare. The man of blue steps forward and begins giving orders....*
HandsOfBlue:"Don't just stand there, move to one of the other doors. Quickly!"
*The ice begins to wrap itself around the corners and walls continue to form down the 2 sides of the hanger as the the soldiers race to find a door before the ice covers the entire perimeter of the building.*
*Siezing the distraction TRM raises his hand slightly and the 2 grenades float unseen into the back of a nearby transport, and come to rest near the fuel reserve tank. The ice around the spoons already nearly melted in the Boros heat...*
HOB: "Somebody find whats causing this and stop it. Now!"
Jadehand Stiffles a snicker as the 2 expanding walls meet on the other end of the hanger completely sealing the reenforcements out of the hanger. He Pulls another tag and places it on his chest. "Piotr Nikolaievitch Rasputin." the Ice around his body becomes hard Shiny metal as MonkeyTail and the young Obi-Wan turn to see "Colossus".
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