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RP: "Adventures in Gunrunning" - Act 8

POSTED BY: Astriana
UPDATED: Thursday, February 5, 2004 07:54
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Tuesday, February 3, 2004 6:42 PM

Slight sighs slightly, and leans against the far corner. Is this the go se he can expect from doing the right thing?
"When I left the Blue Sun, I decided they owed me a retirement gift or two, plus some health insurance." Slight smiles weakly, trying vainly to make a joke. "After all, when you swich doctors, you're supposed to take along your records, right?" Slight drops his smile. "I took the numbers of bank accounts, and cashed them all out. With a corporation the size of the Blue Sun, they won't miss five or six hundred thousand plat anyway. And I also snagged some weaponry, but-" Slight hesitates, long enough for the crew to realize he's lying, "I've lost them. In that stick, is the records of all regressive therapies used on River, plus myself and several others. Rosie here isn't on there, I checked. Looks like his treatments weren't all that extensive.
"And I'm only gonna say this one last time. I had nothing do to with the treatments on River. Hell, I was right next to her, spending my own time under the knife. For some reason, though, she was incredibly important. The Blue Sun invested heavily into her, so much so that they drew from the government funds. The Alliance wasn't too happy about that, and ever since they both are looking for her. If it weren't so damn scary, the Alliance might have tried to shut it down by now."

Everyone Dies. Someone's carrying a bullet for you, doesn't even know it. The trick is, to die of old age before he finds you.

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Tuesday, February 3, 2004 6:45 PM

OOC, sorry, I missed that move

Slight closes his eyes, allowing Inara to treat him. He can feel the blinding pain across his face. For a pasty little twig, the doctor's got a mean right hook.

Everyone Dies. Someone's carrying a bullet for you, doesn't even know it. The trick is, to die of old age before he finds you.

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Tuesday, February 3, 2004 7:53 PM

Mal's move:

INARA:"Please, no more fighting right now...we are ALL in danger...has anyone seen Niska yet?!

MAL:"'NARA's right. You ben dan can beat each other silly some other time. Now we gotta find that little huang shu lang before he causes more trouble.

[He presses the comm button again.]

MAL:"JAYNE! Get to the cargo bay an' team up with that Rosanne girl. Search the whole bay, even the hidey holes. ZOE! You an' WASH check the bridge and crew bunks. Then both teams work aft. Remember, if you find Niska, I want him alive...sorta."

[Turning to the room, he looks at who's left:]

MAL:"Preacher, you stay here an' keep the peace between these two. The Doc needs to tend those bullet wounds again, so see that he does. INARA can help. Keep an' eye on RIVER, too. Old man, you're with me. We escort KAYLEE back to the engine room and start searchin' from aft. Everybody dong ma?

EOM

Ben Dan = Fool/Idiot
Huang shu lang = Weasel

"Keep the Shiny side up"

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Tuesday, February 3, 2004 8:30 PM

Rowan’s Move:
Location: Cargo Bay, after the phone booth has vanished and she’s pulled one of the tequila bottles.

Cracking the seal quickly, she twists the cap off and takes one long drink. Grimacing as it lights a fire in her throat on the way down, she scans the garbage bags again. At least now if she’s going to hallucinate, she has a good excuse for it.
ROWAN (softly): What in nine hells was that?

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MAL:"JAYNE! Get to the cargo bay an' team up with that Rosanne girl. Search the whole bay, even the hidey holes...if you find Niska, I want him alive...sorta."
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In the middle of her second draw, Rowan nearly swallows wrong and pulls the bottle away in time. Did he say Niska? And what was that go-se about her teaming up with Jayne?

EOM

OOC: SerenitySon - In case you didn't get to read that post, Rowan's been flirting with Jayne.

We have art so as not to die of truth ~ Neitzsche
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Tuesday, February 3, 2004 8:40 PM

Book's Move

Location: Infirmary with Simon, Damon, Inara, River, Mal, Thorne and Slight.

Book stands next to Simon finishing the wrapping on his hand as Mal calls over the comm to Jayne and Zoe, then turns to Book and says.

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MAL:"Preacher, you stay here an' keep the peace between these two. The Doc needs to tend those bullet wounds again, so see that he does. INARA can help. Keep an' eye on RIVER, too. Old man, you're with me. We escort KAYLEE back to the engine room and start searchin' from aft. Everybody dong ma?
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Book gives Mal a nod as he leaves and turns his attention back fully upon his task.

Book to Simon

"Hold on son, almost done."

Book stops wrapping for a moment and tries to get Simon's attention, but Simon is staring intently at Slight.

"You're not going to go hitting that man again, are you? Simon... Doctor... look at me."

Simon wrenches his gaze from Slight, momentarily looks at Book and then snaps back to Slight. Book feels Simon's hatred for the man burn into him in that instant, and easing behind Simon, Book looks to Inara and nods in Simon's direction then at the drug cabinet behind her.

EM

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Tuesday, February 3, 2004 8:50 PM

Damon's turn:
Location: Infirmery- on the counter made into a bed?

Alarm bells go off in Damon's head when he hears the sound of fists hitting flesh not far away.
YOU {the crunching impact of knuckles on flesh}
*BU {impact}
*HUI {impact}
*HEN {impact}
BUTCHER {impact}
He clenches a fist and pushes himself up onto an elbow.
"NO, SIMON! You'll kill him!" the woman next to him screams.
The familiar phrase rings painful memories, but he quickly pushes them aside. For once it was a pounding that he didn't have to worry about and he wasn't in any shape to do anything about it anyway.
So many people in one room, none of whom he knew, most of which were armed, and by the looks of it, a number of them were crazy. It made him uneasy to say the least. The only two people that seemed to be keeping their heads and not yelling or trying to punch someone was the woman next to him and an older black man who was coming towards them.
"He almost deserves what he got."
The woman moves to help the red eyed man and tries to smooth the situation a bit. "Let's just all try to be calm... Book, have a look at Simon's hand."
The captain gives out jobs to everyone, apparently they are looking for something. Damon remains quiet and decides to wait for things to calm down before he starts asking questions again.

I'm not broken, in my dream I win...

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Tuesday, February 3, 2004 9:02 PM

Kaylee's Move
Location: Moving to Engine Room

When Simon moves away to help the red-eyed man on the table, Kaylee takes the stool he just left and watches him work. She can't believe what just happened. Maybe Simon'll stop saying the wrong thing around her now.

She shoots to her feet as Simon starts to beat the tar out of his patient.

"What the...?" she thinks.

Seeing the absolute fury on his face, Kaylee begins to wonder about the doctor. She never realized he had this much violence inside of himself.

Somewhat scared now, she backs towards the door as Thorne & River brush past her. With one last look over her shoulder, she flees to her haven, not even caring that Niska is still out there somewhere.

Maybe Simon isn't the man she's imagined he is.

End Move

BoomerGoodheart
"I love my Captain."

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Tuesday, February 3, 2004 9:30 PM

Slight stands.
"Well, captain, as I'm sure this man can tell you, I'm fair in a fight. I'm a little sick of getting attacked, and I'm not much more good here. I'm willing to help. I'm betting I'll see something you don't, anyway. And I'm willing to be bound, if that'll make you feel better. But I don not want to sit here and eyelock this doctor all the livelong day."
Slight reaches into his pocket slowly, and takes out a pair of sunglasses, wrapping them over his eyes.

Everyone Dies. Someone's carrying a bullet for you, doesn't even know it. The trick is, to die of old age before he finds you.

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Tuesday, February 3, 2004 10:30 PM

Mal/Thorne's move:

SLIGHT:"Well, captain, as I'm sure this man can tell you, I'm fair in a fight. I'm a little sick of getting attacked, and I'm not much more good here. I'm willing to help. I'm betting I'll see something you don't, anyway. And I'm willing to be bound, if that'll make you feel better. But I do not want to sit here and eyelock this doctor all the livelong day."

[MAL looks at THORNE, who seems to have some knowledge if this stranger.]

THORNE:"Might be a good idea to get some space between these two, and we could use the help."

[Mal nods agreement, and notices that KAYLEE is already out the door, looking a little spooked. He quickly turns to SLIGHT.]

MAL:"Come along then, but don't be causin' me no bother, or we will bind you. KAYLEE, hold up, darlin'."


EOM



"Keep the Shiny side up"

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Tuesday, February 3, 2004 10:35 PM

SIMON
"Captain, how can you take this word? He comes into OUR home and pretends he wants to help. How do we KNOW he did not set up the fracas oustsie... how do we KNOW he isn't the one who set up the whole mess throuhg Badger?!"

OOC:
Sorry, feel sick still ... but had to put this thouhght in... will refine it to reflect others posts

For some reason, when I pull FFFn it defualts to my DFD ID ... I thought I had taken care of the cookie and login string... guess not.

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