Defending Sereni-Tree and Lift-off from Boros
POSTED BY: TheRealMe
UPDATED: Tuesday, March 14, 2006 04:50
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ItsAWash feels an odd swirl of emotions from the unseen Riverclone when Ath falls nearby. “Sometimes, a sacrifice is necessary to save the rest. You have to do it no matter how unpleasant it is, or how much you enjoy it. That’s fate.”
ItsAWash finds herself staring at Ath, as the yeti grabs him and Kelly begins her deadly dance.
“But sometimes, it’s not necessary. Be ready when the light shines.” Her tone gets serious. “After all, it’s your turn at bat.”
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In Main Engineering, a grimy, grease-spattered Jet strains with all the strength in her small body to move a large lever downward, and the power plant hums to life. Lights flicker on throughout the Sereni-Tree. “Okay, that’s one thing done!”
Jet, Bride4
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In the Common Room, the lights come on, just as Kelly’s Elvish fire fades. ItsAWash is barely aware of her own motions when she lunges downward, grabs a leg from a broken chair, stands, and swats an incoming grenade back toward the airlock. The resulting explosion drops another Alliance squad. “Home run!” Riverclone chuckles.
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Quote:
Originally posted by Aprilise:
(Ok so I'm going to jump right in. don't know how good I'll do but the point is to have fun right?)
In the back of a cargo ship, hidden by some boxes two figures lay asleep, unknowing that their small haven was about to liftoff, unknowing that soon they would be on the adventure of their young lives.
(how'd I do)
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Looks great, Aprilise, Empress of the Sims. Keep it coming, Babe. Welcome aboard. :0)
Pic courtesy of KellyofLuthien
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**jake7, seeing the current situation, finds that her original plan is no longer necessary. She turns to head back to the turrets to check on Jazaf and Duece when the lights come on and she is blinded. Worse yet, she has no idea how to find which button on her remote will turn off the night vision. There are so many buttons on the remote, there's no way she can do it by feel. She mutters in disgust**
Great. Just great. At least I still have my force field on -- I hope.
**She begins to fumble her way along the corridor to see if she can find a dark place in which to see so the night vision can be turned off.**
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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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UNO it is!
And I'm pretty sure I've got a deck here...somewhere...
*Serenity searches through her pockets, pulling out her knitting, a couple carrots, a trowel, a small paperback novel, a package of crackers, gum, a notebook, 2 pens, a packet of nasturtium seeds, a bottle of water, some twine, a pocket knife, a whetting stone and lip balm before finally finding a deck of UNO cards. She takes them out and starts shuffling, then deals.*
*She flips over the first card.*
Blue 9!
"I think so, Brain, but wouldn't the wings get in the way?"
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Quote:
Originally posted by TheRealMe:
In the Common Room, the lights come on, just as Kelly’s Elvish fire fades. ItsAWash is barely aware of her own motions when she lunges downward, grabs a leg from a broken chair, stands, and swats an incoming grenade back toward the airlock. The resulting explosion drops another Alliance squad. “Home run!” Riverclone chuckles.
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Exultant, riding high on the small victory, Wash sends a benediction of thanks to her rider, Riverclone, for the timely advice. In the lull created by the grenade detonation, Wash ties Riverclone to every molecule in her body and discovers that not only can she and will she borrow the excess energy wafting overhead from the battle-soaked participants, but also from the grenade blast. Her skin starts to glow with it and she has an overwhelming desire to let it go. Needs to ease the pressure of the whining whaling screaming nuclear power she's gathered with no clear target for hurling it at.
Sparing a thought for the grieving yet amazon-powerful whirling dervish of an Elfen warrior woman, Washie half-lowers her eyelids and bleeds off a warm bolt of her own borrowed power, sending it to fortify Kelly as the elf wreaks blazing Hades on her enemies. The woman would not welcome Washie's usurping her kills, but perhaps more subtle aid like this will be welcomed. Unaware of just how much she can safely give to help rather than to destroy, Wash stops the power injection, brow furrowing in combined worry and pain of holding this stuff intact, fighting the need to just slough it off ceilingward so as to ease the pain of containment.
"Steady, I'm coming," she hears TRM say from out in space aboard an eagle. 'He's flying on a bird? Eh, we've got dinosaurs, dragons, yeti, kissies, why not space eagles for the First Officer to ride on?' Washie ponders, smiling, the thought distracting her from her painful fullness for the nonce. 'Ah, well, he's safe. Knew he was. Safe and on his way. And we're gonna be okay, the 'Tree's gonna be free again.'
Sure of eventual victory for the first time since the battle began, Washie stands firm and as tall as her 5'3" will allow, her ease of mind allowing for absorption of a little more energy ripe for the tossing, when the need raises its head.
She feels the deck plating reverberate with rhythmic convulsions heralding McQ the 'Tree's cyborg ally's arrival, his resources restored in medlab. The man-machine's thoughts are a jumble of bloodlust and a mad desire to satisfy it, just what Serenity's tattered band needs.
McQ lumbers into the common room, takes a moment to choose his target area, the best place to stand so as to rain maximum damage. Washie sends a welcome, eyes still forward, looking for foes in need of stopping.
Pic courtesy of KellyofLuthien
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Boros, about a mile from the hanger:
*Bamf! JadeHand pulls the laser pistol from the confused grip of the Bluehands. He raises both feet and presses them to the back of the Bluehands and gives a good push. Releasing his tail from the mans leg and sinking into the field of the sonic mine, time slows. The Bluehands, moving at normal speed comes away from JadeHand and turns back to gaze at him in shock. Within seconds JadeHand is free of the field. Bamf!*
*Bamf! JadeHand returns to the scene just outside the hanger. Looking totally exhausted and near passing out, he stumbles past the bits of Alliance soldier strewn of the ground and approaches MonkeyTail as He finishes off the last soldier and puts his saber away*
"Report, what's the situation? Where's TRM?" JadeHand asks as he drops to one knee and loses a little of his last meal.
MonkeyTail: "He's gone inside to secure a shuttle, the others are safely away. What happened to you? Where's Bluehands?"
"Oh, I...I let him go. I don't think he'll bother us anymore. Let's secure any weapons that survived and get off this rock."
MonkeyTail:"How can you be so sure? They're dangerous people."
"Listen. I'm completely aware of the gravity of the situation. And soon he will be too."
*JadeHand struggles to his feet and begins collecting vaulable tools and weapons from the bodies around him. A few yards away, the Bluehands completes his mile journey back to the surface of Boros with a satisfiying "Squish"*
"See, Now he understands. Let's get out of here."
MonkeyTail assists JadeHand in collecting functional pistols, grenades, and Ids from those on the ground, then helps him get inside the hanger.
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"He's seen too much of life And there's no going back.
The loneliness calls him, And the edge which must be sharpened,
He's losing it. And he knows.
But there's a fighter in his mind and his body's tough
The years have been unkind, but kind enough." -Ocean Cloud (Marbles) -Marillion
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(OOC: Sorry, busy few days, but I'm caught up!)
Quote:*TWG sets the shuttle down to rest in the hanger bay, they open the door and PR goes rushing to join in the action, but is stopped by his mum grabbing his arm.*
Originally posted by SoulOfSerenity:
He turns to PR and TWG. "Take this shuttle back to the hanger bay, and stay out of sight. Weirdess, I would suggest against using your powers of confusion, since most likely the Alliance Feds will be mixed in with our crew."
PsychicRiver
"Two by two, hands of blue."
"We'll take care of each other. I'll knit!"
"I swallowed a bug."
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My turn, right? 
Lets see here... blue 4.
Hey, Serenity you got any more of that juice?
Mai, Secretary of Unmentionables.
http://iammai2.livejournal.com
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