RP: "Adventures in Gunrunning" - Act 14
POSTED BY: FrauDirektor
UPDATED: Saturday, April 24, 2004 00:52
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Damon's turn:
LOCATION - GALLEY
Damon looks around as he walks into the galley, listening to everyone discuss various things.
Quote:
MAL: "You're welcome. Should be thankin' THORNE, though. It was his suggestion...an' his money. Figgered that fightin' us out of atmo was above an' beyond normal duties, so he chipped in some extra for ever'body. I think he jus' enjoyed gettin' to play Space Captain again. Oh, an' if you're lookin' for work after we get to New Hokkaido, he said he might be able to line somethin' up. You might ask when you see him."
Damon stores this bit of information away. If the captain doesn't need him after they reach New Hokkaido, then he should keep a look out for more job opportunities.
Pulling one of the empty chairs to the side of the room, he sets his box down next to it and sits down. He pulls out a knot of straps from the box and starts working it loose.
I'm not broken, in my dream I win...
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Wash's move:
Wash finishes diagnostics, and can hear Zoe approach. He can almost smell the coffee approach.
Wash smiles. Home indeed.
You see I cannot be forsaken/Because I'm not the only one.
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MERZ move
LOCATION - DINING ROOM
MERZ watches DAMON sit down with his box. That being the next step, and pretty much finished with her meal, she stands and moves over to him to help.
"ZOE, I will be on the bridge in a little. Just going to assist DAMON here with his project first. Once we get the straps done, we can get down to work. Give you some time to wake up."
EOM
If Justice is the dish, then I am your waitress
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Damon's turn:
LOCATION - DINING ROOM
Damon looks up when he hears his name mentioned to see Merz walking toward him with her mug of coffee.
At least she's dressed this time, he thinks to himself. He can't imagine what he'd do if he had to work with her the way she was.
As soon as she is close enough to talk to, he gives her a slight nod. "Hey."
I'm not broken, in my dream I win...
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MERZ move
LOCATION - DINING ROOM
"Morning DAMON. Could you use a little assistance, or maybe just some company?"
EOM
If Justice is the dish, then I am your waitress
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Wash's move:
Wash hears Kaylee come in first.
"Mornin', Kaylee. Sleep well last night?" Wash can't keep a grin off his face. Without waiting for a response, he continues, "Port afterburner seems to be rattling like Jayne's stick. think you could take a look for me?"
You see I cannot be forsaken/Because I'm not the only one.
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Kaylee's Move
Location: Bridge
Kaylee walks onto the bridge as Wash asks her about the port afterburner.
Smiling at the shirt Wash had decided on today, she replies, "Sure thing. I'll git right on it. That was a helluva Crazy Ivan yesterday, Wash. Ya know how ta take good care o' meh girl. But if ya break her at some point, Zoe'll be mournin' certain body parts."
Grinning, she turns to leave as Zoe enters with 2 cups of coffee. "Oh, hey, Zoe...".
End Move
BoomerGoodheart
"I love my Captain."
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Wash's move:
Wash glances at Zoe as she enters the bridge. "Did you hear that reckless threat? our marital bliss would take a terrible toll." Wash gulps a little. Kaylee wouldn't hurt a fly. . .so long as it did nothing to the ship. Wash would hate to see what would happen if he actually did break down Serenity one of these days.
Slight's move:
Slight comes back on board, trying hard not to glance at Candy and read into her. The two duffels he carries are completely loaded-so to speak-so he should be ready for anything.
Slight drops his bags on the floor of the shuttle, and looks around. Whoever rented this shuttle before was farely utilitarian. A table with two chairs, a long cot in the corner, a chest with a lock. Should do fine.
Slight hangs his coat over one of the chairs, and unloads everything he'd just bought.
First he assembles the MUCB. A mini Uzi, it carries 32 rounds. He hadn't been able to find the military uranium rounds. He liked the classics. He checks the breach, switches on the safety and screws on the silencer. Then he checks the Glock 26. He slides in one of the clips, chambers a round, the slides it back out and puts a full clip inside. 13 shots out of this one.
Satisfied, he locks up the weapons. Next, he slides his belt off. Unzipping it, he pulls out several vials, lock picks, and several memory sticks. He puts together the collection of parts he's bought, and slides the stick into the working terminal. As he gives the terminal time to access the stick he's selected, he starts to put together one last device.
The terminal beeps once, and reviews the information. "Candy Pullman, code named Shadow. Physical upgrades: body movement, strength and coordination, senses of sight, smell and hearing. Typical of Vampire class. Albino. Aged twelve when brought in for programming and training." Torture and brainwashing, Slight translated. Twelve was actually fairly old. "Mental upgrades: reaction speed, memorization. Unexpected ability of "cloaking" from readers. External upgrades: Chips implanted within the brain, to release serotonin and methamphetamines. Amigdala (guessed with spelling) removed, but cybernetic system in place to rate control. Adrenaline-boost nanytes, self-mainatining.
"Orphaned at seven, and uncovered from an orphanage in Londinium. Pullman family held significant stock in the Blue Sun. Shadow will be unable to access the stock until 20, as dictated by the will left by the mother, Sara Jameson Pullman.
"Shadow is scheduled to complete three rituals," missions, Slight translated. "Believed to resist Blue Sun doctrine. Therefore, there will be no faith restructuring. End information."
Slight sat back heavily. Poor girl. the ability to control body functions took a heavy toll. It made you afraid to sleep sometimes, wondering if you would turn yourself off inadvertantly. Suddenly, there's a soft knock at the door of the shuttle. Slight turned to see Candy walk in. "Hi, Brink. We're dusting right now. We want all passengers in the common area, so that we can meet 'em." Slight frowns a bit. "Call me Slight, Shadow." The look of rage that clouds over Candy's face is brief. "Who are you, hwoon dahn?"
"My name is Brink Helsing," Slight responds quietly. Candy begins to look afraid. "You're. . .the Son, aren't you?"
You see I cannot be forsaken/Because I'm not the only one.
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Rowan’s Move:
LOCATION - INARA'S SHUTTLE
ROWAN (almost to herself): "I wonder where she is now?"
Saying the words brings her sister's face to mind - the elegant beauty who had always dazzled her, even when she was feeling small and inferior in her presence. Invariably, the last time she saw Aislin drifts in.
Quote:EOM
"It's on a coded Independent channel. She's not on the approved users list, but she insists on talking to you. She called you by name, not your alias."
She followed Xiang back into the main operations center, annoyed at being interrupted from composing the latest missive from the Revolution. "Did she say who she was?"
"She did."
Waiting for the name, she implored him. "And?"
He turned to her with those serious eyes. "I thought you should see for yourself."
Bringing her to the console, they stood together as he gestured to the comms officer. She folded her arms, waiting expectantly.
The hold screen blinked away, bringing up the face of a woman that seemed to be illuminated only by the glow of the monitor on her end. To her shock, she recognized her sister instantly, and the jaws of both women dropped at the same time.
Rowan stepped forward. "Aislin. What are you doing?"
"There is no time, mèimei - you must listen. I have information that an Alliance death squad is on its way to your current location. Their orders are to eliminate all Revolution personnel and destroy the facility."
Rowan frowned. "How did you know to contact me?"
Aislin's mouth curved softly with a smile. "Did you think I would not know whose eyes were staring out at me from the Revolution transmissions?" She nodded once, as if confirming something for herself, then went on. "You must leave where you are, as soon as you can."
"What about you?" Rowan found herself asking. "What if someone finds out you informed?"
Aislin shook her head dismissively. "The Guild confidence code will protect me. Please, mèimei, whatever you think of me, you must trust these words." Her eyes drifted to Xiang. "It would not do to have you all killed before I can be formally introduced to the man who won your heart."
Rowan turned to Xiang and they shared one of the silent moments of communication they had become well known for. All he needed was for her to nod once before he moved to another comms console to give the order. Listening to him command the evacuation, Rowan returned to her sister's image. Lifting a hand, she placed two fingertips on the screen. After all the time that had passed between them, Rowan found herself without the words to properly say farewell. "Xièxie ni jèi jei."
Aislin smiled and touched two fingertips to the monitor on her side. Tears glistened in her dark eyes. "Méi guanxi, xiâo long."
Xièxie ni jèi jei - thank you big sister
Méi guanxi, xiâo long - It's all right, little dragon
We have art so as not to die of truth ~ Neitzsche
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Damon's turn:
LOCATION - DINING ROOM
Quote:
Originally posted by MercedesTroy:
"Morning DAMON. Could you use a little assistance, or maybe just some company?"
Damon looks down at the mess in the box. "Well, by the looks of it, I could be here for a while, so I guess some help would be nice."
He pulls his first strap free of the knot and sets it down on the floor next to him.
"I'm looking for two good seat straps for the bridge chairs. I figure we should go ahead and sort them all into groups as we go."
I'm not broken, in my dream I win...
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