Life Onboard Serenity: To Londinium and Beyond!
POSTED BY: SameErtia
UPDATED: Tuesday, June 27, 2006 03:09
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Hey JR, Fly! You two are missing out on a pretty good fight!
*Ertia gasped at what Inara said. She replied in a whisper loud enough for Pain to hear*
Do you think that's goin' to happen with 13 and Orphan?
*Inara said unsmiling*
There's a good chance they might.
*Inara moved away from the two quietly and swiftly. Ertia turned and looked up at Pain. He looked into her eyes as she said*
You don't think that'll happen Pain do you?
*Pain wiped a tear from her cheek and said*
I hope not bao bei. I sure hope not.
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WWJD: What Would Jayne Do?
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*13 and orphan back away and circle each other, 13 lunges but orphan neatly sidesteps and finally get a small cut on 13's arm*
wolf" uh-oh thats not good."
*wolf walks over to jayne and pain, a gunman following his everymove.*
*wispering* wolf" i say if orphan keeps winning we go all out."
jayne" wachtoo' talkin' bout wolf?"
wolf" we help 13 if orphan wins."
*wolf thoughts* but god i hope he doesent!
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WOOOOOOOOOO IM GOING TO SEE THE BLUE-MAN GROUP IN LONDON TODAY! i got to drive two hours though, but still.WOOOOOOOT!
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KEWL!! Have fun with that Wolf 
. In other news my computer seems to be fine now. I'd post something related to the thread but my brain is empty. *Runs off to do something creative and get the brain juices flowing*
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Why don't they just shoot him!? 13 thinks as Orphan attacks again, a powerhouse half-moon slash. Blocking the slow attack easily, the Pemier shivers. Orphan draws back before 13 can push him away, katana held in his left hand.
"Calls for a change of pace," Orphan whispers, and lunges. As 13 slaps away the long thrust, Orphan's right hand blurs up, smashing 13's face.
The bot stumbles, open to the attack.
Amazingly, Orphan doesn't take the advantage. A strange half-smile tugs at his face, and he attacks again.
As the two adversaries lock blades, Orphan viciously kicks out his leg, solidly connecting with 13's knee. A sickening crack is heard,
and Orphan nimbly steps away.
13 collapses on one leg, mouth gaping. That dirty...
"Thought you had integrity. Guess the murders changed that, didn't they?" 13 groans, rising to his feet and setting into guard.
"I could say the same thing about you."
At that, 13 two-hand lunges almost blindly, a clumsy and lethal mistake.
Melding a brutal slash with a sidestep, Orphan dodges 13's blow, his katana biting into flesh. 13 drops the Pemier, blood pooling underneath him.
"Get up," Orphan says plainly, katana at the cyborg's throat. "Do it, or I'll kill them all."
13 remains on the grated metal, watching his blood drip through.
Orphan sighs, and brings back his katana to deliver the final blow...
...at the same time, Mal drawing his pistol with snake-like quickness. Before he can get a shot on Orphan, a slim, bloodied katana is protruding from his chest.
"Huh?" Mal manages, sitting down on the catwalk. The others go to help him, as Orphan shakes his head.
"That's unfortunate, Captain Reynolds. I believed you to be a man of your word. Now they die."
"No. Just me." 13 stands up, blood dripping from his enormous wound, electricity arcing from the exposed nerve-wiring.
"Make no mistake, 13. You're first."
The bot rushes the pirate, setting into a crazed, furious combo of punches, lashing foottrips. Orphan seems to slide through the air, dodging the blows easily.
They increase in speed and intensity as the crew looks on, desperate and clinging to hope, Mal rushed to the infirmary by Zoe and Simon.
"Can't beat me, 13," Orphan says breathlessly. "Honestly, if XIII couldn't, you think you ca-"
13's knee slams into Orphan's mouth, spraying blood and teeth across the cargo bay.
"Don't you ever shut up!?" 13 seizes the Pemier, slashing meat-axe style. Struggling to stay uncut, Orphan can only concentrate on evasion.
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'I don't know. He seems kind of peculiar.'
'Maybe he's Canadian!'
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Ducking to avoid a decapitating horizontal, Orphan donkey-kicks 13 in the chest, moving to grab his sword-wrist as the bot is stunned.
Twisting it cruelly, 13 is forced to release the Pemier (Delilah II?), leaving Orphan to snatch it desperately.
His one arm a furious blur of steel and bloody flesh, Orphan stabs again, and again, and again, over and over until 13's chest is a bloody ruin, a tattered butchery of human form.
Fly squeezes teary eyes shut as Orphan continues to stab 13, Pain trying to comfort her, although he himself is just as scared.
Breathing heavily, Orphan hurls away the crimson blade, and grasps 13's head. He snaps the bots neck, and hurls the limp body across the cargo bay.
"Now," he says to the watchers, "you'll have to die for your captains mistake."
"And your crew will have to die for yours." Orphan, stunned, turns around to see the ruinous 13, eyes blazing.
"Snapping my neck? Only works for full organics."
Moving faster than the eye could even register, 13's charged fist slams into Orphan's face, and straight through it, hand sliced by bone and coated with cerebral fluid and gore.
Formerly known as 'Experiment 1,' student of the Academy, the shattered man called Orphan finally fell, leaving nothing behind of his existence.
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'I don't know. He seems kind of peculiar.'
'Maybe he's Canadian!'
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Ertia cringes away from the violence below. Glancing towards the infirmary, she realizes the simple truth.
If 13 did not win this fight, Orphan would kill them all, no matter what.
Glancing up at Pain, she sees his knuckles white where he grips the railing, knows he longs to take action somehow, but doesn't dare for fear of getting them all killed.
It won't matter, she realizes in a moment of cold truth. Orphan would see them all dead now. Even if he won the fight, executed 13, it would all be over.
Slinking back from the others, she moves down the corridor and drops into Jayne's bunk. Vera hangs in her honored spot; gleaming with oil, fully loaded.
Ertia lifts her reverently and also takes the sniper rifle, checking the rounds before moving back to the catwalk, keeping the guns discretely at her side. Slipping to Jayne's side, she whispers, "Don't move, give me your hand."
As he reaches back, she wraps his fingers around Vera, seeing them tighten as he understands. Carefully, discretely, she makes her way back across, pressing hands to weapons, switching off safeties.
Damned if they were gonna sit here and die!
Pain gives her a hard look, a half shake of his head, but she nods towards the infirmary, gestures discretetly to Inara and Kaylee to get out, get to Inara's shuttle.
13 was on the cargo bay floor, wrestling with Orphan, blood spilling from both of them as they pummeled each other.
Orphan's mercs stood in a line, weapons drawn, waiting for the signal to fire.
Ertia dropped down to her knees, taking as much cover as she could from the railings, and aimed the sniper rifle at the tallest ones forehead.
Glancing down, she saw the others watching the fight while glancing towards her, ready for some sort of signal.
Just as 13s fist smashes through Orphan's face, scattering brain matter across the deck....
"GO SE MONKEY! GO SE MONKEY!" 13s mutant pet squaks suddenly and Ertia's finger jerks, firing the first round...
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Almost immediately after 13 de-brained Orphan (The cause of death of Gina Torres' character in Angel, BTW!) Ertia let loose with a burst of bullets, accompanied by a dual Glock-wielding JR, Jayne and Vera, Fly with Delilah in Pistol Form, and the hissing Shipscat.
Luckily, before the main bulk of mercs can come through the boarding tunnel (or whatever) Dani leaps down from the catwalk, screaming: SPATHICSPATHICSPATHICSPATHICSPATHICIZZU!!!
Distracted, this allow Jayne to lob a flash grenade, blinding the mercs and allowing the crew to finish the last of them off.
This all takes place in roughly twenty-two seconds.
After the short but loud fight, 13 is still standing in the cargo bay over Orphan's body, hand dripping blood, numerous thrust-wounds gory waterfalls. Falling to his knees, he laughs quietly, and closes his eyes...
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'I don't know. He seems kind of peculiar.'
'Maybe he's Canadian!'
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*The smell of cordite and blood filled the air. Pain stood on the catwalk both his pistol and revolver at his sides, smoke rolling up from the barrels. Pain's breathing returned to normal as he looked down at the carnage on the cargo bay floor. He holstered his firearms and walked over to Ertia who still held the sniper rifle. He said to her as 13 continued to laugh*
Are you ok babe?
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WWJD: What Would Jayne Do?
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