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RP: "Adventures in GunRunning" - Act 9

POSTED BY: DragonFlyDirector
UPDATED: Thursday, February 19, 2004 17:35
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Sunday, February 8, 2004 8:25 PM

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River is in the Commons Area, looking at the infirmary, and she says:

You tried. But you forgot why you came.
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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!
Teela Brown, keeper of bad typing.

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Sunday, February 8, 2004 8:30 PM

LOCATION - INFIRMARY

Book's Move

Some of Book's weariness leaves him as he see's an opportunity. He smiles at Damon as he watches him work fruitlessly to pick the handcuffs with a pocketknife.

Book to Damon

"I'm a Shepherd. They call me Book, but Shepherd will do."

Book waits as Damon finishes his attempt to remove the cuffs. Then, keeping Damon's attention by locking his eyes in contact with his own, he deftly reaches down his hands and with a subtle movement snaps the handcuffs from Damon's wrists and tosses them lightly onto a nearby countertop.

"You don't need those, do you?"

EM

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Sunday, February 8, 2004 9:57 PM

OOC: Capn, did you add the part when Simon taked to Damon after or did I just miss it? I'm very sorry if I did, I would have answered you in my last post. posting at 7 in the morning may not be the best idea...

Damon's turn
Location: infirmery

Damon watches as the doctor approaches, stopping at a comfortable distance. "With your permission, may I take a look at these wounds again?"
One minute the guy's spouting about how dangerous he is and the next he's offering medical services.
"Yeah, sure. But you start pounding me like you did that poor hwoon dahn before, I promise you I will pound back."
He looks over at the preacher as he steps closer.
"I'm a Shepherd. They call me Book, but Shepherd will do."
Damon looks down in complete bewilderment as the preacher tosses both handcuffs onto the countertop.
"You don't need those, do you?"
"Hell no..." he rubs his wrists and looks up at Book. "How'd you do that, old man? I've been trying to figure out how to get those off for-" he stops short and looks down at his pocketknife, grateful for a distraction. "...all day."

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

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Monday, February 9, 2004 1:43 AM

Slight reaches the catwalk, puts his foot up on the railing and lights the smoke, sighing. It has been a long day.
Brink looks back on the crew, and what he saw of them. He saw signs of a mechanic, but never actually locked eyes with her. Pilot seems good, if a little jumpy and reluctant to face him. That preacher was. . .odd. As for the captain, pain was written all over his face.
Indeed, an interesting bunch. Slight curls up in a corner, and continues to drag. . .staring off into nothing. . .

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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Monday, February 9, 2004 2:50 AM

Inara's turn, short

((still getting over the sick, guys...felt I had to do SOMEthing, though...here goes))

LOCATION: INFIRMARY

Inara watches Simon as he rises to attend to Damon. She had seen the anguish and fear in his eyes as he lay there...saw the understanding of how much danger he had put Damon in--how his wounds could fester and kill him, especially out here. Inara's heart broke for him, for his daily suffering with his sister--for his pain now in this new "altered" state. She didn't fully understand the implications of what he'd said to Book:

" been having these anomalous grey-outs since using it on Niska. It is much akin to a waking dream, a complicated series of ... snapshots, for the lack of a better term. Then suddenly my head is clear and everything snaps into focus."

but she was sure it meant danger for herself and the rest of the crew Simon included. How could one young man bear the burden of all this anguish? Inara watches as Simon's cold facade slips into place again, and he begins to unwrap the hasty bandaging job she'd applied to Damon.

INARA:
"You seem to have things well in hand here, Simon...Book...I'm going to go check on Kaylee. She looked more than a touch distraught when she left. Simon--I'll have River come back into the infirmary if that's ok."

Simon glances over her shoulder at her and nods absentmindedly.

Inara steps into the common room to retrieve River.

Inara doesn't immediately see River, but pays it no mind, she looks around the corner, in all the nooks and crannies--her search becomes frantic...Oh God...he's loose and I left her alone! River!! RIVER! honey where are you?!

Inara's chest constricts...she shivers as ice pours forth from her heart, filling her veins with frost. A primitive mothering instinct makes her heart beat faster, her feet moving along to the rhythm.

Inara hurries back into the infirmary tears welling in her eyes, splashing down her pale cheeks in sparkling rivulets. Clutching the back of Simon's shirt as he bends over Damon--she softly sobs: Simon--I'm so sorry, I was only gone for a minute..and oh god....oh god she's gone! that monster's loose, and she's gone!

((phew, that was a Ny-quil induced post--please let me know if I've screwed anything up...thanks))


Just a humble supplicant in service to all things Joss

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Monday, February 9, 2004 5:08 AM

Book's Move

LOCATION - INFIRMARY

Book chuckles at Damon's question and bringing a hand up to his chin, strokes his non-existent beard in a mock thinking motion. Pretending an earnest answer, Book furrows his brow, quirks an eyebrow and looks sidelong at Damon.

Book to Damon

"If I tell you, you've got to promise to devote the rest of your life in service to my order"

EM

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Monday, February 9, 2004 7:53 AM

Jayne's turn:

Jayne slowly battles conciousness, and the roaring sounds in his head. As his eyes flutter open, the light stabs pain into the back of his skull. Flinching from the brightess, a cacophany of glass against glass, rattles around him. Barely able to make out the shapes, his eyes start to focus on MANY empty tequila bottles. Not really able to remember what happened, Jayne's hands quickly dart to his head.

"Whew, I ain't got no flowery hat thing on so's, at least watever I done did couldn't a been that bad..."



The Hero of Canton, the man they call... Meeeeee!

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Monday, February 9, 2004 8:21 AM

FLASHBACK
PART 2

LOCATION-???

Scene opens as ...

SCENE MISSING

LOCATION-OUTSIDE ON SERENITYs HULL

Scene opens as ... NISKA drops the last few feet to the ground from the access handholds built into the exterior starboard side of the cargo bay. His aged frame barely soaking up the impact.

He listens for a moment and moves off at an angle from Serenity into a small canyon.

In minutes, NISKA navagates a few blind curves in a slow walk as he assesses his options.

Lost in thought, NISKA is startled when he is suddenly aware of someone behind him. Cursing himself for a fool, he begins to turn. Midway through the turn, a hard tap on his right scapula nearly makes him grunt in pain.

Standing behind him is ROWAN, holding a broomstick with the brush end removed. She weilds it like a bo staff, one end supported in her right armpit and the other tip returning in an arc from her forceful tap on NISKAs shoulder. She stops the improvised staff with the barest waver.

Time seems to stand still as NISKA and ROWAN scruntinize each other...

EOM


OOC:
Bugger - I lost the whole doc ... power failure again ... go-se construction! I can't wait till we move!

I need to invest in a UIPS ... I'll redo the flashback pt2 ASAP ... tired now...

This will be the final Niska post until Channain and I can choreograph their shared scene.

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Monday, February 9, 2004 8:38 AM

Damon's turn
Location: infirmery


Book chuckles at Damon's question and bringing a hand up to his chin, strokes his non-existent beard in a mock thinking motion. Pretending an earnest answer, Book furrows his brow, quirks an eyebrow and looks sidelong at Damon.
"If I tell you, you've got to promise to devote the rest of your life in service to my order."
Damon looks at Book skeptically, trying to decide how serious he is being. He slowly smiles and holds the bottom of his long sleeve shirt out of the doctor's way as he starts unwraping his bandages. "Preachers needing muscle and weapons? thats sounds intriguing, but I tend to prefer being paid for my services, not bound to them."

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

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Monday, February 9, 2004 4:42 PM

Mal's/Thorne's move:

{As Mal enters the infirmary he hears INARA]

INARA:"Simon--I'm so sorry, I was only gone for a minute..and oh god....oh god she's gone! that monster's loose, and she's gone!"

MAL:"She ain't gone far. I asked THORNE to walk her up to the cargo bay. Can't nobody find Niska. Little bastard may be gone off the ship. Want ta get everyone together for a talk. Doc, How much longer 'til your patient can move, or be moved?"

[Meanwhile, River and THORNE are entering the cargo bay.]

THORNE:"Little one, I know that your senses are better than mine. Can you feel this Niska character anywhere on the ship? I believe that he's gone, but you could reassure me."

[As THORNE waits for an answer, he hears a noise, like empty glasses clinking, and his revolver instantly appears in his hand. RIVER lays her hand lightly on the gun, and shakes her head 'no'.]

EOM

"Keep the Shiny side up"

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