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GR RP "Adventures in GunRunning" ACT 17

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UPDATED: Sunday, July 4, 2004 13:22
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Tuesday, June 8, 2004 1:08 PM

ZOË'S MOVE:
LOCATION - GALLEY


WASH (to MAL): "I have the memory stick right here, but I haven’t been able to listen to it with ZOË yet."


ZOË: "Alright then."

ZOË turns to MERZ.

ZOË: "Why don't you and KAYLEE get started comin' up with ideas about how to camoflage that laser while WASH and I get our messages?"

END MOVE.

~A~
El Jefe Magnifico's Mistress... of Communications and Harems...

...I'm still free,
You can't take the sky from me.

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Tuesday, June 8, 2004 8:14 PM

LOCATION - DINING ROOM
As ...


The meeting having wound down, Inara lifts herself from her chair and stands, watching the crew mill about. She is in the process of turning on her heel, intent on making her way back to the cargo hold for some space, when a warm hand on her arm stops her.

Inara raises her eyes from worn white shirt, up a tan neck to Mal's warm eyes.

Mal:
"Inara, could you please wait a sec? I would like to see if we could have our chat now. I just gotta ask Rowan a thing or three."

Sliding her arm from his grip and allowing her fingers to rest for a moment in his large palm, Inara gives Mal a smirk and replies--eyes atwinkle

"now Malcom Reynolds, are you asking me to wait while you chat up another woman?"

Mal's fingers tighten on her own, his eyes going from warmth to concern. Inara squeezes his fingers back and chuckles lightly.

"I was joking, Mal..go on, I'll wait here for you."

Mal nods at her response, a grin flitting across his face before he releases her hand and turns to shamble toward Rowan.

EOM

Just a humble supplicant in service to all things Joss

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Thursday, June 10, 2004 8:44 AM

Book's Move
Location: Galley


Book lingers in the galley after the all-too-quick meeting. Most of the crew leave in search of whatever they'll need to complete their assignments. Book contemplates everything said, and not said as he walks slowly towards the rear of the galley. He turns to the empty spot where River was last standing. River most likely already knows. There was so much that he wanted to tell them... about what he suspected may have happened to Simon, but there was no real proof yet and no reason to have unwanted questions raised about how he thought he knew what he did. There had already been enough of that. Book leaves the galley, walks toward the aft stairway and pauses at the top. It was getting harder and harder to leave his past behind on this ship.

Book continues to walk down the stairs, not looking really at where he's going. The message. The empty wav. He was telling me something with that empty wav. It was addressed to me. He wanted to make sure I saw it. I don't believe for one second that he didn't have a purpose. But was it what I think it was? Does it matter? He wants me to know that he has had to use the card... to get our attention. For one reason or another, he is trying to tell us something is wrong. Could Brink Helsing have something to do with this? Finding himself in his room, he remembers that he was supposed to be helping take some cargo rails from behind the infirmary and goes to check on Jayne and Damon's progress.

EM

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Thursday, June 10, 2004 11:27 AM

LOCATION BRIDGE
Time : 1550 hrs
As:

The Incoming Wave light begins to flash just before WASH enters the Bridge ...

EOM

"Observe Analyze & Respond"
Motto of the A.P.E.s
Alliance Protean Engineers

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Friday, June 11, 2004 2:49 AM

Wash's Move:
Location - Galley to Location - Front Hall to Location - Bridge

(Wash walks back the his favorite haunt on board Serenity, namely his bridge. He is mumbling to himself): “Great, I’m a gorram bomber pilot” (He opens the bridge door, and settles down in his chair, at the piloting console, and then pulls out a small drawer hidden under the console, where a few papers get ruffled through.): “Ah, ha! There it is, my old Alliance Planetary Geological Survey membership card.” (Wash turns to Rex, the dinosaur) “Sorry, but I’ve got to use your APGS card, as I have somehow lost mine, you don’t mind, do you?… No? Ok then, let me activate the cortex, and we’ll see if you need updating, but I don’t think so, it hasn’t been that long ago, when you cheated and passed your written test” (Wash turns to the cortex console and makes a brief query about the card’s expiration date, and then notices the incoming live wave indicator light is on) “Well, I wonder who that could be?” (Wash begins to plot his new re-entry course for New Hokkaido, and the rendezvous with Groom Lake. He hits the Accept button) “This is Serenity, Wash here”

Wave in Progress



(Simon appears in a darkened environment, maybe the Gyrfalcon, it is hard to tell. His face is smeared with soot and he looks rumpled. His expression is one of great joy and happiness when he sees Wash appear on Simon's screen.) "Wash! I was wondering if everything was OK on Serenity. Is River safe?”
Wash: “She was the last time I checked” (as he looks at the console if front of him, and thumps the top.)
Simon: “Good! I just wanted to drop a wave to let everyone know I am ok and let you know the plan is proceeding along. There have been a few ... delays, but Brink has been absolutely amazing.” (Shakes his head in awe and then looks up into Wash's eyes) “Is there anybody up that will talk to me? Specifically River.”
Wash: “Hold on Doc, let me call down to the galley, we’re just having a strategy meeting for the upcoming cri… (Wash suddenly gets flustered) crash simulation disaster drill… Yes, for the passengers, you know…” (Wash hits a switch, and calls out over the intercom, ship wide): “Hey guys, Simon’s on the screen here, live, so hurry on up here, if you wanna talk to him, ok?” (Wash turns off the intercom, and turns back to Simon’s screen): “Sorry we missed you earlier… by the way, River was helping me out a little while ago, she stepped outside, and was cleaning the bridge windows.”



(The display which is overlaying Simon’s face on the communications screen indicates that it is 15:55 AMT (03:55pm) and that it is not a collect wave, and that 01:05 Minutes have elapsed in the current wave.)

- EOM -



Decoy, they make me go first.
Go, Decoy, Go!

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Friday, June 11, 2004 6:39 AM

Book's Move
Location: Behind the Infirmary


The cargo rails were stored high. To access the rails, Book had to climb the access ladder on the wall and then cross over the open air to the cool ventilation pipes where the rails were stored. Having already lowered a few rails to the ground, Book was still high up in the pipes when the call from Wash came over the comm.

Simon's calling again! I've got to get to the bridge. Too quick for his own good, Book climbs from the back of the piping area, moving along the top of the remaining rails. One of the rails slides under his feet and he loses his footing. He tumbles forward, smacking his chest on the pipe in front of him and falling off the ventilation pipes to the small hard floor. Landing with a grunt on top of the rails that he had already tossed down, he immediately tries to rise and gets halfway to his feet before a mighty headrush sends him back to the floor.

Too soon. I can't miss Simon. Book gathers himself back together and gets to his feet. He moves, injured but still quickly, out from behind the infirmary and up the aft stairs... heading to the bridge.

EM

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Friday, June 11, 2004 12:56 PM

____________
River, wherever she is, hears the message, and walks solemnly to the Bridge.
____________

Bridge, right?

_____________
"Freedom is the Freedom to say that 2 plus 2 make 4. If that is granted, all else follows"-Winston, 1984
Teela Brown, keeper of bad typing.
"No one reads these things any way."- Bart on Blackboard

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Friday, June 11, 2004 10:05 PM

JONAS HEXX

A ship lands on Greenleaf. It's night, just a little after sunset. An angry storm is brewing in the sky. Flickers of lightning and the distant rumble of thunder make their presence known.

Out of the darkness slips Jonas Hexx, like a phantom wraith. Moving noiselessly, Hexx departs the transport ship and makes his way towards another vessel parked 500 meters away, eyes moving restlessly over the terrain. Thinking to himself:"The Longshot, a special prototype ship created by 'friends' of the Bank. Built for speed and stealth, it'll get me where I want to go, no doubt about that. Also packs some armaments in case trouble comes calling."

Hexx is expected. The ship's pilot has the engines all fired up. Boarding the ship, Hexx is met by a Bank Emissary. Description as follows: Female, American Indian descent, 2 meters in height, 70-75 Kilos, long red hair, full lips, brown eyes. In a word, STUNNING. Dressed in a black two-piece uniform of possible Oriental or Russian design.

The woman smiles and bows low, saying to Hexx:"Welcome aboard Mr. Hexx, my name is Sarah Eveningstar. Your gear is being transported to your quarters as we speak, per your communique. We're ready to take off immediately. If you'll follow me, I'll show you to your quarters and fill you in on mission details."

Hexx says to himself:"Sheeee-iiiiitttt!! This plan is going TOO smoothly. Something's up. Better be looking for the Joker in the deck, I'm sure it'll be popping up before too much longer." Giving a final suspicious glance behind him, and seeing not a living soul in sight, Hexx turns and follows Eveningstar.

The Longshot departs Greenleaf ten minutes later, rising soundlessly into the night sky. Upon leaving atmosphere, Longshot goes to full burn. E.T.A. to New Hokaido, 4 standard days.

EOM.

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Saturday, June 12, 2004 12:14 AM

Jayne's turn:
LOCATION - JAYNE'S DORM

Jayne hurries through the cargo bay and up towards the crew bunks. He turns to his own and swings the door open with one foot. The lights finally flicker on fully as he climbs off the ladder and lets it slam closed behind him.

He immediately undoes his trousers and examines his craftily acquired evidence. None of it has gotten onto his skin, but dabs of burgundy, red, and flesh tones cover the front of his underpants from the large dollops of lipstick he had smeared onto the inside of his pants.

Jayne peels himself out of his damp T-shirt and uses it to cover his legs as he slides his trousers down. His boots fall to the deck, followed by the T-shirt and the underpants which would be dangerous to wear covered in the Good Night Kiss drug. Jayne carries his trousers over to his bed wearing only one sock, and sits.

One or more of these four lipstick streaks would drop a fully grown man in seconds. Damon would find him unconscious here and Rowan would be proven a spy! The Captain would be so surprised that Jayne weaseled her out, he might even get a bonus. Jayne grins widely and nods to himself, then suddenly realizes the state Damon will find him in. Jayne walks over to the pile of lipstick-covered clothes on the floor and moves them gingerly to the laundry hamper, then returns naked to the bed.

Pro'ly this skin coloured one. Saffron looked like she wun't wearing no make-up at all. Jayne contemplates the inside of his pants with a furrowed brow, then moves in for a kiss.

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Saturday, June 12, 2004 1:55 PM

MERZ MOVE

LOCATION – GALLEY

ZOË
Why don't you and KAYLEE get started comin' up with ideas about how to camoflage that laser while WASH and I get our messages?


MERZ looks over at KAYLEE, standing blank and distracted next to her. She seems almost disassociated from all that is going on around her. MERZ shrugs. fine. i can wait all day. in the mean time …. MERZ uses the time to start the database on KAYLEE storing all she can except the voice pattern. Soon enough for that, in a bit.

They are still standing, silent and unmoving, when the intercom crackles and a voice is heard ship wide.

WASH
Hey guys, Simon’s on the screen here, live, so hurry on up here, if you wanna talk to him, ok?


KAYLEE brightens a bit at that and starts to drift towards the door. MERZ, having nothing to do with that, decides that a bit of nourishment would not be at all out of line, and digs for a protein bar and a glass for water.

Can’t scope out the bridge until they are done with it anyway.

EOM


If Justice is the dish, then I am your waitress

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