RP: "Adventures in Gunrunning" - Act 11

POSTED BY: FrauDirektor
UPDATED: Monday, March 15, 2004 03:00
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GEEZER

Friday, March 12, 2004 7:20 PM

Mal's Move:

Location: Cargo bay

MAL (thinks to himself) "Thought we'd never get that tzao gao loaded. Why can't things ever go smooth?"

EOM

Tzao gao = Shit

"Keep the Shiny side up"

SQUEE

Friday, March 12, 2004 7:29 PM

Damon's turn:
Location: ramp

Quote:
Originally posted by Channain:

ROWAN (with extreme skepticism): "Uh-huh, and apples tossed over enemy lines are completely harmless too - you won't mind if I get my gear and find out for myself before the top of this ship blows off?"

Damon looks at Rowan trying to keep his frustration from blowing up at the wrong person.

"You can check it all you want but it will work. I have three years experience with those things. Hell, I could assemble one in my sleep."

He looks back at the three ships that are getting closer.
"Tzao gao. MERZ! What's going on up there?"

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

MANIACNUMBERONE

Friday, March 12, 2004 8:09 PM

Book's Move

Location: In transit from Book's Room to Bridge

Books slides open the door of his room and pokes his head out. No one. Memory stick in his pocket again, Book hides his injured hand in the other pocket and goes up the aft stairs.

Sensing that all must be in readiness if most of the help is sitting having tea, Book walks through the galley giving nods where appropriate and makes his way up to the bridge.

Arriving at the bridge, Book stands out of the way at the back of the room, watching Wash go through a few last minute preparations.

EM

CHANNAIN

Friday, March 12, 2004 9:29 PM

Rowan's Move:
Location: Stairs leading to the cargo bay from the bridge.
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DAMON: "You can check it all you want but it will work. I have three years experience with those things. Hell, I could assemble one in my sleep."

He looks back at the three ships that are getting closer.
"Tzao gao. MERZ! What's going on up there?"
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Sensing Damon's testiness, Rowan gives him a frank look that clearly states she's not about to let anyone get away with that tone, however blythly delivered.

ROWAN: "You know what, I don't have any wherewithal left to argue semantics, so let me make this clear. I never said you didn't know your business, but I do know this; you don't know for sure where the hardware came from or how many hands it passed through, and neither do I which means we have no way of knowing what was done to it before it got here. Now, if it's all the same to you, I'm going to grab my gear and make certain it hasn't been tampered with."

EOM

We have art so as not to die of truth ~ Neitzsche
http://www.mnartists.org/artistHome.do?rid=7922

CHANNAIN

Friday, March 12, 2004 9:30 PM

gorram double post!

MERCEDESTROY

Friday, March 12, 2004 10:14 PM

LOCATION - BRIDGE
As...

MERZ has a sudden recollection - deciding on a cup of tea before running the final wiring from the hull to the controls. "*Bala ya khumak", she almost screams the words "I should be killed until I die!" What a thing to have let slip.

i may have killed us all

She takes off at a dead run up the stairs into the bridge, across to the box of parts, grabbing the wiring and dives into the crawlspace as fast as she can move. She does not quite blur. It takes very little time to attach the three wires to the sockets that transfer through the hull to the matching wires outside, and she is very careful not to mix them up. She then crawls as swiftly as she can to under the console where the controller is laid out and waiting and pushes the other end of the wiring up through the deckplating. She is still cursing incoherently, in several different languages. Rightly the wires should be in the console but there is no time.

"Damon, you **muji, get in here or we are all ***morre ko manchi!"

No response. MERZ lets out a wordless scream of frustration and starts crawling back towards the opening again. Those controls have to be finished and tested, now!

EOM

*Bala ya khumak = May you get swept by a catastrophe(Arabic)

**muji = ass(Nepali)

***morre ko manchi = dead people (Nepali)

If Justice is the dish, then I am your waitress

CHANNAIN

Friday, March 12, 2004 10:31 PM

Rowan’s Move Supplemental:
LOCATION: Cargo Bay, Passenger Dorms, stairs up to second level and the long way around to the bridge.

Leaving Damon staring after her with some mystification, Rowan crosses the cargo bay at a jog, straight for the passenger dorms. Reaching her room, she drops to her knees by the bunk and pulls out the attaché bag. From the bulging front pocket, she takes out a pouch made of stiff black leather and carefully tucks it away into her duffle bag before closing the storage space. Hefting the attaché to her shoulder, she heads for the stairs leading to the second level, wondering absently who the masochist was that decided to opt against including dual occupant lifts on Firefly class schematics.

The passenger dorm stairs are actually the long, scenic route to the bridge as it takes her past into the rear passageway. Hearing voices murmuring behind her, she takes a quick look over her shoulder and catches a glimpse of Simon and Kaylee, their heads close together. Quickening her pace, it isn’t long before the murmuring becomes soft moans of appreciation and pleasure. Smiling softly, Rowan silently wishes them well.

Crossing the galley - with another quick glance at Shephard Book on the way - she makes her way to the bridge and finds a slim pair of legs that strongly resemble Merz’s sticking out from under the port side console.
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MERZ is still cursing incoherently, in several different languages. Rightly the wires should be in the console but there is no time.

"Damon, you **muji, get in here or we are all ***morre ko manchi!"
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Rowan sets her bag down next to the console, figuring that her sense of timing is still pretty much bang on.

ROWAN: “Damon’s still down in the cargo bay. I have a systems test program that’ll direct us - should cut down the hook up by a couple minutes."

Unzipping the bag, she takes out a top of the line dedicated source pad, thicker than the standard model due to a gargantuan memory upgrade that enhances the standard wireless capability. Using thumbprint recognition, she powers up in a split second and delicately touches icons on the screen to access what she needs. In no time, the diagnostic is running. On the screen before her, a complete schematic of the 03-K64-Firefly appears, then swiftly changes to include modifications made to this particular ship. Watching with interest, Rowan inserts the audio transmitter into her left ear as she nods in approval. Kaylee does indeed know her craft.

ROWAN: “Okay, ready whenever you are.”

EOM

We have art so as not to die of truth ~ Neitzsche
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MERCEDESTROY

Friday, March 12, 2004 11:45 PM

LOCATION - BRIDGE

Quote:
“Okay, ready whenever you are.”

ah, now then this is more like. MERZ ceases her pointless diatribe and gets down to work. "Thank you, Rowan. I was beginning to think about having a panic attack."

With someone on the outside to run diagnostics the inside wiring goes far quicker and soon the hookup is as complete as it can be without actually running power through it.

"ROWAN, please send a tickle charge through here while I am still under the console and tell me if we are leaking anywhere. If not I'm coming out and replacing the decking before someone breaks their neck. Then give me 5 minutes to get outside and test the gimbel mounts. We have to know if the blessed thing will turn and target." She pauses.

"Oh yes, this is the important part. Out of the box this particular cannon has sighting problems, every one I have ever seen is 15 to 25 degrees out-of-true. And never in the same direction. Please tell the gunner that. The first shot is going to miss. Every time. If it is new. Which I don't know. It is not the gunners fault. But if they watch how much they miss and in what direction, they can compensate. If they know it up front."

"Stand back, and give me power. And cross your fingers."

If Justice is the dish, then I am your waitress

SQUEE

Saturday, March 13, 2004 12:17 AM

Damon's turn:
Location: from cargo bay to bridge

Quote:

ROWAN: "You know what, I don't have any wherewithal left to argue semantics, so let me make this clear. I never said you didn't know your business, but I do know this; you don't know for sure where the hardware came from or how many hands it passed through, and neither do I which means we have no way of knowing what was done to it before it got here. Now, if it's all the same to you, I'm going to grab my gear and make certain it hasn't been tampered with."

Damon sighs as Rowan walks off. He didn't think about the fact that the cannon probably wasn't fresh from the factory, but that didn't change anything. He had still made sure that everything was working properly during the installation.

He hears Merz's voice up in the bridge.

Quote:
"Damon, you **muji, get in here or we are all ***morre ko manchi!"

Damon turns back inside and runs up the stairs toward the bridge. He grimaces as reaches the top and jogs down the hall, holding a hand to his injured side. Now was not a good time to be running around, but getting caught was not an option.

He steps onto the bridge and sees Rowan standing at the computer with some kind of diagnostic equipment.

Merz speaks from in the crawlspace:

Quote:
"Oh yes, this is the important part. Out of the box this particular cannon has sighting problems, every one I have ever seen is 15 to 25 degrees out-of-true. And never in the same direction. Please tell the gunner that. The first shot is going to miss. Every time. If it is new. Which I don't know. It is not the gunners fault. But if they watch how much they miss and in what direction, they can compensate. If they know it up front."

Damon suddenly grins and then bursts into laughter. He winces as the laughing only causes more pain. After several attempts, he gets his laughter under control, but can't stop grinning.

"I can fix that if you want, Merz."

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

MERCEDESTROY

Saturday, March 13, 2004 12:47 AM

Quote:
DAMON, laughing. "I can fix that if you want, Merz."

"So can I boy and never forget that. But not in . . . approximately one minute. Lock and load boy, cause you are probably on your own."

EOM

If Justice is the dish, then I am your waitress

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