On the Way To Persephone #4- Life Onboard Serenity
POSTED BY: SameErtia
UPDATED: Wednesday, May 10, 2006 19:03
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*Fly drinks hers her first glass down faster than any of them ever saw. With one full swoop tilting her head back to make sure she empties the glass. They all just look at her. Waiting for her to say something. She finishes that shot looks at each of the Pain, Ertia, JR, Guy*
Wow that reminded of the time the reaver came alive in the Cargo Bay when we did the Barn Swallow thingie. We just all instinctively shot.
JR: Yea
Guy: Whish I could have been there for the Barn Swallow thingie.
*Fly slides her glass over for another hit. She holds her glass up and says*
Thank you for having my back boys. *They clinck glasses and she downs this one as well. Just as fast.
JR: Fly..Fly?
Fly: What
JR: You are acting like you have no....You know
Fly: Well, little Hun Dan may have been after River can't let that happen now can we. We take care of our own now don't we. Think captain will be mad that there is alcohol around again.
*She looks at Pain, slides her glass over and says*
Fly: Hit me again Sam. *He looks at her a bit an obliges. She starts to stand and says* I've gotta see the captain. *She takes her glass and makes a gesture of a toast to each of them and downs that glass too. Puts the glass down and starts to slow clap and says*
Goog Job Boys,,,good job. All is safe. All is well. Now maybe we can make it to Persephone with no more indcidents, I hope.
*She leave the galley to go talk to the captain*
"Don't forget to call him "Sir." He likes that."
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Ertia watches Fly leave, and worry nags at her. "She's not taking this as well as she's pretending."
"Not surprising, all things considered." Pain answers, "She was real fond of 13."
"Yeah." Something nags at the back of Ertia's mind, but she can't wrap her head around it. The whiskey is starting to create warm fog. She remembers that Pain asked her about prison and considers it for a minute.
She can trust them with her life, she knows that. She glances back at River. The bounty for River and Simon was 20 times over what hers was. Still it would be enough to keep Serenity in fuel and ammo for months.
There's a moment of guilt, followed by a rare pride in her criminal achievements. She shakes her head, finishes her glass, and declares,
"Mal wants us to clean the weapons in the communal closet before we hit Persephone. Shall we?"
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*Pain mentally shrugs off the lack of an answer to his question, figuring he'd probably do the same if Ertia asked him the same question. All them who are still at the table stand up. Pain slugs the last shot of whiskey in his glass and says to Ertia.*
Sure why not.
*Pain, Ertia, JR, and even Guy all head off to the cargo bay*
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WWJD: What Would Jayne Do?
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OoC: sorry I've been out of it, but I had to take a trip to the land of the cute computer
*thinks back on the events of the day, and wonders if life aboard Serenity is always this interesting*
well after such an interesting day as this I really need this drink
http://www.albinoblacksheep.com/flash/llama.php
-try it out, I dare you
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*13 is standing on a pier, eyes gazing into the vast blue, as he sees a figure standing in the way of the tide. He softly jumps down, and approaches them*
*River stands alone, the soothing tide lightly kissing her feet, a solid thing in this place of shifting water and sand*
I couldn't help you..I'm so sorry...*his head hung in shame, he begins to walk away, the shame too unbearable to face her. As he turns from her in darkness, she pulls him back, and a clear, innocent tear marks her face*
It's alright.*A smile plays across her face, signalling that all is forgiven* I'll be fine.
*13 smiles at this, and walks down the shoreline while the birds call redemption and the water's wash away his sins. And together, they explore the beach for treasures unfound, and share secrets as only friends can.*
(who's the bad guy now? Huh? HUH!?)
I still think a little chaos is in order.
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*Once again, 13's eyes open, to see nothing but a deep, chemical blue. A tarp. He chuckles at the memories the tarp brings back, but realizes no sound is coming out. What had happened?*
(you leave us no choice)
(it's alright)
*Oh. That. He tries to stir out of his frozen state, but his limbs aren't responding. No kidding. Seventy-two rounds had been registered in that short span, more thand two-thirds of which connected with his motor-function chip.*
Still capable of concious thought...sight seems to be a full...
*Suddenly the blue is harshly ripped away, replaced by an angry visage. Mal.*
You actually think you were savin' her? By..by tearing her away from the only people that care for her, that feel for her? *He laughs bitterly..* Feelings. They're a joy, let me tell you.
I know you can't hear me, and I don't much care.
(but I can hear still at least 40% sense functional, at least...)
It doesn't change what you did. You piece of scrap! *His foot lashes out furiously, connecting with 13's bullet-riddled torso* You didn't care about anything, about anyone. Never. You were just a machine, never a friend, never a person to anyone!
*Mal leaves the body in the cargo bay to the galley.*
(can't worry about the truth now,can I Mal? I have to get myself out of this situation first, maybe set things right.)
(His eyes are dimly affixed to the ceiling as he thinks: Should've killed me when you had the chance...hell, should've thrown me out the airlock first time I showed up.
I think a little chaos is in order.
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Ertia, Pain and Guy come down the stairs to the cargo bay, and Pain goes straight to the gun locker.
Guy is still nursing his whiskey as he looks down at 13's uncovered body.
"Oh. That's..." Ertia pauses, "I can't look at that. Cover him up or something."
Pain glances over, a shotgun in his hand. "Just push him into the airlock."
Ertia starts to lean down and then hesitates. The body is still, solid, holes revealing wires, metal bits, and dripping fluid. She looks at the still face; unlike the face of human death. She can't push him into the airlock.
Not looking at him again, she pulls the tarp back over and brushes her hands on her jeans, supressing the shudder that she feels.
Turning back, she takes the pistols and cleaning equipment that Pain hands her and sits on a crate to start the meticulous work.
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JR is lagging behind everyone else heading down to the cargo bay. Still limping somewhat, he gives up trying to keep up with the others and looks down to see the partially uncovered 13 on the floor. Something looks different, and for several seconds he trys to remember the past several minutes. "Hey people, weren't 13's eyes closed when he got covered up?"
Everyone dies alone.
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*Fly enters the cargo bay on her way to see the captain*
Fly:Don't touch him. What if he's. I want to talk with the captain about dissecting him to find the key.
JR: You still really believe all this Fly, the map, treasure, key.
Fly:Not exactly sure, but that is what I intend to find out.
*Fly slowly walks over to 13 and sees his eyes open. She takes the top and covers his body back.*
Fly:Someone want to help me take his body to the infirmary?
Guy:I will
*They both take an end of 13's bullet riddled body to the infirmary and lay him on the counter*
Guy:So Fly, you think there really is a key in him
Fly:Not sure, I need to look at the map more and see what I can come up with
Guy:Oh. Hey, you ever think this guy will wake up
Fly:Don....
*Just as she starts to speak the unknown sits straight up and gasps eye focused on nothing. Fly runs to the call box..
Doc!
*Everyone can hear her voice echo through the ship
Our unknown is a wake
(OOC: Looked at Jonestein's profile -he hasn't logged in since April 19 - Even if he is interested in still playing, may be a fun thing for someone to carry for a bit if anyone is interested. BTW - I e-mailed him askin')
"Don't forget to call him "Sir." He likes that."
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OOC from Jonstein
*****
Hi, sorry..I kindof dropped the ball on the Alliance guy from the pod.
Go ahead and do what you want with him...I decided this style of RP
wasn't for me. Apologies for not letting you know.
*****
Character up for grabs
"Don't forget to call him "Sir." He likes that."
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