RP: "Adventures in Gunrunning" - Act 10
POSTED BY: FrauDirektor
UPDATED: Thursday, March 4, 2004 20:12
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Mercedes Troy - Intro
LOCATION - SERENITY VALLEY
As ...
She sits before a small campfire, toasting some small, unidentifiable creature-on-a-stick. Behind her is a crashed vehicle, covered in years of windblown dirt and debris. It looks like many other ruins in this place, but to Merz it is different. This one has meaning. Merz remembers – everything. She eats without any interest or relish, merely fuel for the system. Her thoughts circle endlessly, like the scavenger birds overhead, who are waiting to see if she is going to live or die.
He told me once; if you get lost, or if the path gets tangled, go back to the beginning. Find an endpoint. Trace your path. Find where you went wrong and decide where to go from there. Back to the beginning . . . . This is where it began. This is where it ended. And Maro, I am so very lost.
Merz looks around at the campsite, her belongings tucked out of sight beneath the dead skiff . At the bag that might just hold her redemption. She reaches out and gently touches the rusted, crumpled metal of the ruined fighter.
This is the last place we were all together. This was where you lost your belief, and I clung to mine. Only to come back to this bhutt* infested place knowing you were correct. You were all correct. And I was a fool.
“I was wrong!” She does not know who she is talking to, may not even be aware she has spoken aloud. In her memory there is a sketch, a picture of a ship – and a name, Chimera. When she finds Chimera, she will find the APEs and maybe the ‘verse will make more sense than it does now.
Three days sitting here. No wiser and no clues. No transport, no destination, no funds.
And then, the sound of an engine coming in – and a small spark of hope is born.
*bhutt = ghost (Nepali)
OOC: have a picture supplied to me here, give you an idea what you see.
If Justice is the dish, then I am your waitress
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Thorne's move:
Location: His Quarters/Common area/Infirmary
For the first time in his life, Slight smiles a happy smile. To Simons shock, Slights eyes even begin to change, start to fade to grey a little.
[THORNE can feel it happen. Someone has gotten through. This he has to see. He gently places the spray of flowers in a small zipper bag and carries it wit him through the common area to the Infirmary door. SLIGHT is standing inside, still smiling, THORNE returns a smile of his own.]
THORNE:"Well, I don't know how it happened, but I'm glad it did. Welcome to the human race, Son. You'll like it, mostly.
"Doctor, if you had anything to do with this, you're a healer indeed."
"SLIGHT, earlier I said I was hoping to find something in you that I couldn't see. Trust of your fellow man. Looks like you're well on the way to finding it, and that's good enough for me. Anything I can do to help you, consider it done. Maybe this is a good day after all."
"Keep the Shiny side up"
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Damon's turn:
Location: spare shuttle, on route to engine room.
Without stopping, MAL replys over his shoulder: "We're goin' to Hell. If we're lucky we might come back out. An' Captain will do fine for now. But if you get that laser workin' I may be callin' you Bao bei by day's end."
Damon watches the captain cross the catwalk and head up the stairs, and then turns back into the shuttle. The man hadn't really answered any of his questions but somehow, Damon didn't think it mattered too much. Captain No Name didn't seem interested in collecting any reward, and didn't seem to have any ties to the Alliance. But what didn't make sense was why he was captain. There appeared to be at least two people on board who were far richer than the captain, and if there was one thing he had learned over the years, it was that the rich people were always in charge.
Damon pulls his gun out from under his pillow and holsters it in his gun belt. Glancing around the room, he notices through the half covered window that they are now traveling through the black. He smiles, gazing at the distant stars. He didn't think he would ever grow tired of seeing them. It occurs to him how lucky he actually was to be on this ship. Remembering how close he had been to getting caught sends a shiver down his spine.
"Never again," he promises himself.
After making sure that his pocket knife is still in his pocket and that his bag is out of sight, he turns back toward the door- he has a laser cannon to install. He closes the shuttle door behind him and makes his way toward the engine room while making a mental list of the tools he would need.
I'm not broken, in my dream I win...
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LOCATION - INFIRMARY
As ...
Quote:The brief shock of actually seeing the change in SLIGHTs scleral color, passes from SIMON. He then looks back at THORNE with an apprising look of his own. SIMON thinks for a moment and then says...
SLIGHT abruptly offers his hand to SIMON.
SLIGHT
"My sincerest thanks to you, doctor. Believe me when I say that no more apologies are needed. You have returned tenfold whatever hardships I have endured, trying to help others. With this. . .I can't say enough thanks any more than you feel you need to apologize. We have done each other a service-let's leave it at that."
For the first time in his life, SLIGHT smiles a happy smile. To SIMONs shock, SLIGHTs eyes even begin to change, start to fade to grey a little.
As SIMON and SLIGHT stand there, THORNE walks into the INFIRMARY.
THORNE
Looking appraisingly at both SLIGHT & SIMON. He notes the color of SLIGHTs eyes and then says with a smile
"Well, I don't know how it happened, but I'm glad it did. Welcome to the human race, Son. You'll like it, mostly."
"Doctor, if you had anything to do with this, you're a healer indeed."
"SLIGHT, earlier I said I was hoping to find something in you that I couldn't see. Trust of your fellow man. Looks like you're well on the way to finding it, and that's good enough for me. Anything I can do to help you, consider it done. Maybe this is a good day after all."
SIMON
"Gentlemen, I think I have something of interest to discuss with you."
SIMON turns to RIVER
"River, could you watch over Rowan for me? I need to show these men the procedures and treatments I have been using to help you."
SIMON waits for RIVERs response and then turns back to SLIGHT and THORNE
"If you could accompany me to my dorm room, the information is on a memory stick with my handheld."
Looks intently at both THORNE and SLIGHT
"And I have a few questions and perhaps a proposal to make."
SIMON moves off out of the INFIRMARY and towards his room. He waits a moment outside of the INFIRMARY a moment to see if THORNE and SLIGHT are following.
EOM
OOC
Geezer and Raven:
The converstaion in the dorm room is supposed to be "off-screen" and only take around 5 minutes - I'll email you Simon's part and you can respond in character so we'll have the interaction to use as a flashback later or so.
Ahem, Simon now has to get to his 'date' with a certain engineer before Serenity lands!
"Remember, there is only ONE absolute - There ARE NO absolutes!!!"
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Damon's turn:
LOCATION - DINING ROOM
to ENGINE ROOM
Damon enters the galley on his way to the engine room and notices Book and Inara talking.
Book: "I thought perhaps a strong tea might help bring Jayne around a little, and I'm also preparing a sauce for some of those vegetables."
Inara nods and wipes the rim of her cup with a thumb, offering it to Book. "I'll have some of that tea, if there's enough." she says. "Today strong tea seems most appropriate."
Book smiles at her cup-tidying and apologizes for it's not being in her usual place. "I've been moving a few things around in here to make room..."
Their voices fade as Damon approaches the engine room humming with the familiar sound of running machinery. He pauses in the doorway and looks around. At first glance, everything seems to perfectly match the schematics he remembers. Of coarse it looks a whole lot bigger now that he's seeing the real thing. On closer inspection, he realizes that a bunch of things have been tinkered with, ranging from minor adjustments to methods that, according to everything he had been taught, should be impossible.
He folds his arms across his chest, admiring the electrical systems above him. They look to have been completely rewired through alternate systems to reduce the strain on the compression coil.
"Cool," he says, smiling in amazment, "Now that's not something you learn from those monkeys on the core planets..."
I'm not broken, in my dream I win...
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Book's Move
LOCATION - GALLEY
Book watches Inara inhale the aroma of the strong tea, and decides to devulge the contents to her. He takes the sauce off the stove for a moment and in a semi-hushed tone he says, "mint, peppermint, wild thyme, echinacea root extract, licorice root and elder flower."
Book pauses, and Inara looks up from staring into the contents of her cup. "It's a very healing tea." He says.
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"I was on my way to my shuttle for a moment, Shepherd, and I can see you're busy here..if you'd like, I can bring Jayne his tea--is he still in the Cargo hold?"
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Book nods and hands Inara a cup for Jayne as he asks, "Before you go, tell me, how is Rowan doing?"
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Inara's turn
LOCATION - DINING ROOM
BOOK
in a semi-hushed tone says, "mint, peppermint, wild thyme, echinacea root extract, licorice root and elder flower."
Inara inhales deeply again, then sips the strong brew, letting the flavors roll around in her mouth--the tastes melding and washing over one another on her tongue.
Inara sighs happily
INARA
"My goodness, Shepherd...even trained Companions oftentimes can't brew a tea this good--you truly have hidden talents"
Book gives her a mischevious look then turns back to the pot, preparing Jayne's cup.
"Before you go, tell me, how is Rowan doing?"
Inara shifts, making herself comfortable against the hard counter, and holds her cup in both hands as she speaks:
"The doctor seems to think she will recover fully, though after the medication wears off, her eye will be very sore. There seems to be no lasting damage or scarring. I, personally am adding this incident to my long list of reasons why I'd like to see Niska floating outside the port window with no support suit on."
Book glances at Inara a bit scoldingly
Inara laughs and picks up Jayne's cup in one hand, cradling her own against her chest--I'll try to think more forgiving thoughts, Shepherd, I promise...
Inara exits the dining room, heading toward the cargo bay.
End Inara's turn
ooc--heya Sson--email me if you get time about Inara/Jayne interaction
Just a humble supplicant in service to all things Joss
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Kaylee's Move
Location: Engine Room
Hearing someone standing in the doorway, Kaylee sticks her head out of an upper hatch, her ponytail coming loose around her face. Seeing Damon looking around at her work, she scowls down at him.
"Help you wit' sumthin'?"
Glancing up at her, Damon says that the Captain told him to come down here for some tools.
Scowling even harder, she disappears back into the ceiling of the engine room, telling him to take whatever he needs.
Popping her head back out, she says, "But don't--DO NOT--touch my wrench."
Muttering to herself, she continues to work on the upper insides of the engine.
End Move
BoomerGoodheart
"I love my Captain."
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Washs move:
Wash picks up the com, keying it to broadcast through the ship. "Ok, folks, ETA is five minutes to Serenity Valley. Skies look clear, and this should be in and out. Not picking up any chatter. Sit tight, and we'll break atmo in a minute or so."
Wash takes a deep breath, reaching up and flipping three switches before pulling the wheel towards him, and taking control of the ship.
I'm talking about geese.
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OOC: *sigh* and here I thought his compliment would put her in a better mood... guess not.
"Help you wit' sumthin'?"
Damon looks up to see Kaylee's head poking out from the ceiling. "Yeah, Captain said the cannon needed to be installed, so I came down for some tools."
Scowling even harder, she disappears back into the ceiling of the engine room, telling him to take whatever he needs.
Popping her head back out, she says, "But don't--DO NOT--touch my wrench."
Muttering to herself, she continues to work on the upper insides of the engine.
Damon glares at the opening wondering why in the verse she was so upset with him.
Shaking his head, he turns toward a box of tools and begins to sift through them, pulling out the ones he needs. He picks up two wrenches and wonders which one was hers. Turning them over, he sees that one of them have hearts and flowers engraved into the handel. He puts it back and turns to look around for the last items on his list.
A voice comes over the com: "Ok, folks, ETA is five minutes to Serenity Valley. Skies look clear, and this should be in and out. Not picking up any chatter. Sit tight, and we'll break atmo in a minute or so."
Serenity Valley? Damon recognizes that name, but he can't remember where he heard it from. Something to do with the war. He shrugs it off and continues looking.
After a couple minutes of searching, he stops and frowns. Surely she's got some clamps. He's going to need at least four of them to hold that cannon in place while he's working on it.
"Hey, Miss Kaylee, where do you keep your clamps? I'm gonna need four 'em and I can't-"
Four clamps fall from the opening in the ceiling, just missing him and clatter to the floor. Damon jumps back a step and looks up. But Kaylee is nowhere in sight and goes back to work without a word.
"Tzao gao, woman, I'm sorry okay? Whatever it is I'm sorry." He bends down, shuffeling the items in his arms and picks up the clamps.
tzao gao = shit/damn it
I'm not broken, in my dream I win...
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