RP: "Adventures in Gunrunning" - Act 7
POSTED BY: Astriana
UPDATED: Friday, January 30, 2004 16:12
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Mal's turn:
"Jayne, soon's we're on dirt again, haul this Bun tien-shung de ee-duai-ro to the hatch and dump him like garbage. Look, you whoo dahn Tzao gao, this is my ship. I ask the questions and you give the answers, or you walk. You're in no position to make demands, so you better start trusting us and get to talkin'. And if your hand ain't off that gun right now, there won't be enough of you left for Jayne to bother tossing."
OOC: heading for home now. be off for an hour or so.
"Keep the Shiny side up"
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Rowan's Move:
ROWAN to DAMON: Best you straighten up and give the captain the answer he's looking for. He's not exactly in the mood to be dealing with threats. Strikes me as the sort who does exactly what he says he's going to.
When Reynolds turns to her with a threatnening look of his own, she gives him a little shrug.
ROWAN: Thought he'd appreciate a second point of view, Captain. I don't mean anything against you by it.
I draw, therefore I am
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Zoe's Move:
ZOE's face is expressionless and her eyes are cold as she stands and moves to MAL's side. She says nothing, just carefully, blatantly puts her hand on the butt of her rifle, eyes never leaving the two men.
End Move.
~A~
...I'm still free,
You can't take the sky from me.
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Damon's turn:
Damon looks uneasily at the captain and the woman with a rifel standing up from the table. He slowly takes his hand from his gun and wipes the blood from under his nose on the sleeve of his shirt.
"My name is Damon. and I'm not askin' for trouble."
I'm not broken, in my dream I win...
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OOC: I got to go people, be back in a couple hours. don't everybody disappear on me!
Squee
I'm not broken, in my dream I win...
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Book's Move
Location: Galley
Book steps through the middle of the dwindling fray towards Rowan with his own bowl of stew in hand, and from some fourth hand he produces a few fresh rolls. Book smiles slyly as he takes a seat next to Rowan on the side couches and offers her a roll.
Book to Rowan - lowering his voice and leaning in a bit.
"It's not so much diffusing hostilities, as it is never seeing anyone as more or less than a good person full of bad influences. From there, it all takes care of itself. The rolls go great with the stew."
Book dips a roll into his stew and bites off the majority of it in a satisfying rumbling sigh.
EM
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Kaylee's Move
Location: With everyone else!
Kaylee listens intently to the conversation going on around her, her eyes roaming from person to person.
"Well, this is the most 'xitement we've had here in a while," she thinks. "Don't know as I trust that there guy with the red eyes and blue glove much....didn't River say something 'bout 'two by two, hands o' blue'? Where is she anyway?"
Looking around, she spies River edging back towards the door, a look of terror on her face. Inara moves up to comfort the girl. Kaylee gets to her feet and starts to move toward the pair as Book defuses the situation behind her with stew.
"His cookin' would make me stop fightin'," she thinks absently.
As she moves to wrap her arm around River from the other side, her eyes glaze over for a second. Without a word, Kaylee runs top speed out of the galley towards the engine room. When she gets there, she cuts the engines manually. Luckily, Wash had found a new spot and almost had Serenity down. Everyone on board is bumped around some as the ship falls to the ground with a thud.
Kaylee closes her eyes in relief. That was too close for comfort.
End Move
OOC: Sorry to usurp the story thread here. I'm sure Mal will yell at Kaylee after everything is done with the new passengers.
BoomerGoodheart
"I love my Captain."
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Wash's Move:
WASH checks all his sensors to make sure no one's followed them to this new piece o' nowhere. When he's sure that everything's clear, he begins setting Serenity down. As he starts the landing gear on its way down, he hears MAL's voice from the galley. Can't make out what's bein' said, but he can be sure that sound means MAL ain't happy.
Suddenly the engine dies and the ship falls the remaining few feet to the ground.
"Ai ya, huai le*! That can't be good!"
WASH punches the intercom to the engine room, assuming that KAYLEE would run straight there when the engines cut.
"KAYLEE, what's goin' on down there? We just lost power mid-landing!"
End Move.
*Ai ya! Huai le! = S**t on my head! (exclamaton of surprise)
OOC: No problem, Boomer! 
~A~
...I'm still free,
You can't take the sky from me.
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My thanks to those who brought River out. (Why do 50 posts happen when I'm not here?)
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River has been edging around the door and the back, with terror over her face. Quietly she says:
Two by two...hands of blue...
River edges towards Simon. She says very quietly:
Ge-ge, make it stop, he's hurting them...
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"Freedom is the Freedom to say that 2+2 makes 4. If that is granted, all else follws"-Winston, 1984
Keep flyin', and remember, THEY can't take the sky from US!
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Damon's turn:
Damon watches as a young woman covered in grease rushes past him and out the door. He looks back to the captain. The hostility seems to have calmed down for now but Damon knows it could start up again in a heart beat and if he's not careful, it could get him in big trouble. Like it or not, he needs to be on this ship. If the captain dumps him in the middle of nowhere with his current injuries, it would mean his end.
He sighs and stirs his stew around with a chopstick. Nothing is ever easy...
"Alright, look... the Feds knocked me up pretty good, worse than I'd like to admit. I didn't come all this way just to bleed to death out in the middle of nowhere, so I'd appriciate it if you didn't... you know throw me out."
I'm not broken, in my dream I win...
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