Zanzibar Aftermath and a Sereni-Tree Christmas and a Happy New Year
POSTED BY: TheRealMe
UPDATED: Saturday, January 27, 2007 03:39
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After much scrubbing SR emerged from the cloud of steam much improved and slipped on a Norse style tunic, another parting gift from the octagonals. There was writing on the back in runes. SR could not read it so he was oblivious that it said. “Scorpion Regent honorary knight of the octagonal order. One of many who made the difference at the siege of The Keep.”
All knew was that the tunic was very comfortable and it showed a sexy amount of thigh. He didn’t feel like causing a scandal so he put on tights and then set to seeing if the DRDs could clean Orc blood off his armor and boots. SR threw the rest of his clothes in the wash. He then policed up his booty and gifts and then wandered out into main engineering.
“Hi Jet, what’s the rumpus?”
Scorpion Regent
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As SR returns from the showers back into Main Engineering, he notices scores of Diagnostic Repair Drones as they scurry about on various cleaning and maintenance tasks. The dirty items he dropped are nowhere to be seen.
In the center of all this activity is Jet. She hops out of the hovering command chair and makes some fine adjustments to the main power plant control panel. The command chair above beeps as it acknowledges the update in its own database.
Jet seems very excited. "Oh, hi, Warren! You'll never guess! TheGreyJedi has returned, after 20 threads apart from us! Why, he hasn't been around since before you joined us! Uh, well, I suppose you know that, having never met him. Hey, can you give me a hand? I want to straighten things up. Make Main Engineering as tidy and clean as possible, and have it running like a top before he comes down here to have a look. I don't want him to think that I've not been taking good care of his babies." She reaches up and pats the main fusion power plant.
Jet, Bride4
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Jet seems very excited. "Oh, hi, Warren! You'll never guess! TheGreyJedi has returned, after 20 threads apart from us! Why, he hasn't been around since before you joined us! Uh, well, I suppose you know that. Hey, can you give me a hand? I want to straighten things up. Make Main Engineering as tidy and clean as possible before he comes down here to have a look. I don't want him to think that I've not been taking good care of his babies." She pats the main fusion power plant.
Jet, Bride4
"Of course," replies SR looking about and noting that the place is in exceptionally good order, as it always was. "Don't get me wrong Jet, but I wouldn't know where to start, because we're all ready finished, the place is in great shape, there's not a thing I would change. Now I don't know The Grey Jedi, but I see all the tools clean and in place. The floors are clean and clear of supercargo. The plant is humming away like a young man in love. It's true that there are things that could be done, that trash can is a quarter full, but it's three quarters empty. We could polish fixtures till we could use them as mirrors, but I consider that busy work. Jet you have engine room to be proud of because you take pride in your work. I think the only thing you need to do is get your mind into the machinery."
Jet looks at SR with a look of confusion, "I don't follow."
"You are like a top athelete with bad nerves the night before the competition. Your body is ready, but you're mentally unsure. What I think you need is to have a quiet sit down close your eyes and meditate on the engine. Use the powers of visualization to imagine the inner workings of the engine, astrally project yourself through it. Become one with it. Because when something goes wrong, that core understanding is what will make the difference in how you are able to diagnose problems and sense the subtle details that can be oh so important in the end."
Jet looks at SR with a touch of skeptiscism.
"Okay let me phrase it differently, ..., Use the Force Jet."
Scorpion Regent
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In the Sereni-Tree engine room:
Jet stands very still, closes her eyes, and takes a deep breath. She lets the breath go amidst a fit of giggles. "Yes, Warren, I guess I'm a little flustered. After all this time... well, I never really expected him to return."
Jet removes her glasses and heads toward the showers herself, unzipping her coveralls. She shrugs out of them as she walks, and a DRD zips by to scoop them up. "I think I'll take my own turn at a nice, long, relaxing shower." She departs Main Engineering for the attached locker room, shedding her undergarments as she goes, the attentive DRD following behind to retrieve them.
Jet, Bride4
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In the locker room off of Sereni-Tree’s Main Engineering:
A naked Jet enters the shower stall. “Load presets for Jet, commence.” A shower of hot water rains down upon her. It is the perfect temperature. Also, it has that massaging action that she likes. She closes her eyes and allows the water to soak into her dark hair and flow down her body. About this time, the shower automatically sprays some soapy foam into the mix. Robotic hands reach out to knead the stress from her back.
Jet relaxes, and thinks back to the first time she had ever entered Main Engineering. It was during Thread 18, soon after the Rukus disaster, when that planet had literally fallen apart during a pleasant game of volleyball on a beach. Various of the crew scrambled to collect the rest, and then Grey had saved the Sereni-Tree from being crushed by a mountain-sized piece of Rukus by activating the highly experimental Gravity Drive, which moved the ship into another dimension. Unfortunately, it sort of left them stuck there…
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TheRealMe fixes TheGreyJedi a snack in the kitchen, located off the common room behind the bar. He notices Bride7. “Oh, Bride7! Since you are such a fabulous cook, I wonder if you might organize a feast for our company? You know, to raise spirits?”
“Sure thing boss!” Bride7 replies enthusiastically. Then she proceeds to pour herself the last cup of coffee and doesn't make more. She begins to file her nails, ignoring the request.
TheRealMe departs the kitchen and moves through the common room toward one of the elevators along the curved walls, wheeling a cart. He is met at the elevator by a young woman, and they have a brief exchange. TheRealMe enters the elevator, accompanied by the young woman, and pushes the button for Main Engineering.
TheRealMe and his companion open the great vault-like door and enter Main Engineering with the cart.
“Hello, Grey. I have some milk, crackers, and cheese for you, as you requested. I also have several burgers and some bottles of soda if your appetite has returned.”
TheRealMe indicates the young woman by his side. She is a small of stature, with dark hair and glasses. She is dressed in a bikini, no doubt a legacy of the beach party, but has also wrapped a robe around herself.
“Grey, this is Bride4. By my estimation, she is the most intelligent of the Brides. Her background is in business administration, but the loss of Rukus has confounded her plans to work for Cozen. She has volunteered to be an assistant for you, if you will have her.”
Bride4 smiles shyly.
TheRealMe continues. “Or perhaps some other of our company will volunteer for that position. As First Officer, I should be able to substitute for any of the high officers, but right now my time is spread rather thin.”
TheGreyJedi attacks the plate of crackers, cheese, and milk. “Ah. That helps. Gotta replenish the blood. Hmm. An assistant. Interesting…”
Grey maneuvers his command chair to a row of lockers. He opens one and pulls out a thick manual.
“Bride4? My name is Grey. Or at least that will suffice for now.” He actually gets his lazy ass out of the command chair (noooooo!!!).
“Bikini and robe just will not do. Hang on a moment.”
Grey gives Bride4 a good once over with the eyeballs. He walks over to the row of lockers and opens another door, flips through a stack of clothes and pulls out a set of grey coveralls and a pair of engineer boots. He walks back over to Bride4.
“Size 4 petite and size 4D boots, right?” (Wow. That's a lot of unintentional 4's.) “There's a comfortably sized restroom just behind you there...” He points to the door, notices, um, something. “...as you can see, I keep it kinda cool in here, besides these are a little tougher than skin.”
Grey puts the thick manual on top of the clothes and boots in Bride4's hands.
“This is your copy of all the schematics I've designed, or collected, of SereniTREE. You don't have to memorize anything. You just have a handy user's guide. Now I nee
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**OOC: Internet access will be spotty as I'm going to have to go to the library or check at my friend's on Friday nights. The move was exhausting but it's done. I had to spend a few hours today getting things organized. It cost me WAY more than originally expected. The hotel I was going to stay at originally is just going to cost too much, so I'm moving to a basic hole-in-the-wall place that will save me 258 a month. I hope this nightmare is over soon**
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Originally posted by TheRealMe:
TheRealMe bends over the pool table, sets the cue between the knuckles of his first and second fingers, concentrates mightily, and jabs the cue ball with his cue. Balls clatter and smack together, bouncing off the edges of the pool table in an excellent demonstration of random motion.
The two ball rolls lazily toward a corner pocket, and hovers on the brink while TheRealMe holds his breath. Through will alone, he attempts to force the ball into the pocket.
He releases his breath. "Nothing. Your turn, Jake7."
TheRealMe, Captain of the Sereni-Tree
**Jake7 chuckles as she sees the lack of success from TRM's turn. She lines up her shot for one of the balls near the corner pocket. She makes a connection with the cue and it snaps the ball into the pocket. She lines up for her next shot, the yellow ball in the side pocket. She hits and misses.**
Rats! Your turn!
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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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((i think you'll find light at the end of the tunnel soon, jake. we're thinkin' of ya))
LightMeDark jerks at the slight thump of the Ocean Cloud docking with the SereniTree - he'd been spacing out again, something that was becoming the theme of his week. After taking a minute to regain his focus, El stands up and exits the shuttle.
While he makes his way to his room, LMD tries yet again to remember what had happened to him, what he'd done, down on the planet Zanzibar. Upon arriving at his well-kept quarters, the familiar sights and smells of the place he's come to call home ease some of the stress of his most recent...adventure? journey? vacation? He really wasn't sure.
Once again feeling the unease brought on by those missing memories, El leaves his room behind and heads down to the kitchen. Minutes later, he finds himself there without really knowing just how he'd made his way to it. Spacing out again, no doubt.
LMD sighs. The constant wandering of his mind frustrates him. He thinks he should be used to it by now, but he's not. Feeling dejected, he grabs up a banana from the basket set in the center of one of the dining area's tables and begins peeling it.
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In the Sereni-Tree engine room:
Jet stands very still, closes her eyes, and takes a deep breath. She lets the breath go amidst a fit of giggles. "Yes, Warren, I guess I'm a little flustered. After all this time... well, I never really expected him to return."
Jet removes her glasses and heads toward the showers herself, unzipping her coveralls. She shrugs out of them as she walks, and a DRD zips by to scoop them up. "I think I'll take my own turn at a nice, long, relaxing shower." She departs Main Engineering for the attached locker room, shedding her undergarments as she goes, the attentive DRD following behind to retrieve them.
Jet, Bride4
SR casually glances after Jet as sheds her way into the locker room. "Now that is a fine engineer." he thinks to himself as she disapppears behind the locker room door.
"I wonder what Seryn's up to?" he muses while studying the engineering panels. He dials up his comm link.
"Scorpion to Seryn, are you taking calls?"
Scorpion Regent
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Originally posted by jake7:
**Jake7 chuckles as she sees the lack of success from TRM's turn. She lines up her shot for one of the balls near the corner pocket. She makes a connection with the cue and it snaps the ball into the pocket. She lines up for her next shot, the yellow ball in the side pocket. She hits and misses.**
Rats! Your turn!
TGJ chuckles briefly and thanks Trey (still tending bar after all these years...threads...what have you) as she hands him a double of 21 year old single-malt scotch over rocks. He takes his drink over to an out of the way spot with a comfy chair, runs a single earbud headphone into his left ear, turns on an iPod and gets a distant look in his eye as he sips at the drink.
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Chief Engineer - USS SereniTREE
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In the Sereni-Tree common room:
TheRealMe saunters up to the pool table with a smile. He bends far over the table and reaches as far as he can. But desipte the difficulty of the shot, he sinks the 3-ball in a side pocket.
There are smiles and some giggles from the audience.
"What?" he asks, "Sure, I had to adopt a goofy pose, but I got the ball into the pocket!"
"You got the 3-ball into the pocket," Trey informs him from her position behind the bar.
"So?"
"So, Jake7 already started on solids. You were supposed to be stripes. You just sank one of her balls."
"Oh! Yes. Well, your turn, then, Jake7."
TheRealMe wanders off to the sidelines, very embarrased.
TheRealMe, Captain of the Sereni-Tree
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