GR RP "Adventures in GunRunning" ACT 18
POSTED BY: Channain
UPDATED: Tuesday, July 27, 2004 02:50
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Damon's turn:
LOCATION - CARGO BAY
MERZ
For the job outside, certainly. For the suit check, probably not. Nearly done now. Here, try this on.
Damon catches the suit and turns it over in his hands until he finds the top.
MERZ: "You ever been out before? If not, and you have any questions best you ask them now. Better than after we suit up." Now she turns to face him. "Do you know how to put that on?"
He can’t help but be reminded of his first days in the factory.
“We need eight shuttle alternators assembled by the end of the day, kid. Start with the smaller parts and work your way up. You do know how to do this right?"
Yeah, sure, uh huh. What the diyu is an alternator?
Damon steps into the suit and pulls it up over a shoulder. Eyes trained on Jayne, he mimics the bigger man’s every action, committing the process to memory as he goes. Zip, tighten, adjust, tighten, seal. Definitely easier than learning the workings of a shuttle but where space is involved, there’s no room for mistakes. He looks up at Merz.
“Like this?”
I'm not broken, in my dream I win...
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Jayne's turn:
LOCATION - CARGO BAY
MERZ
"Here, try this on."
JAYNE
"Sure, the more the merrier," Jayne adds as he finishes with his own suit's checklist. He turns to see Damon staring down at the body of the spacesuit he held in both hands.
Jayne leaves Merz to prep the last suit. He takes his own down from its hooks and steps into it. He fastens straps and joint seals starting at the feet and working his way up. Damon keeps up the pace and after a minute both men have donned all but the gloves and helmet.
Jayne turns then and walks over to the comm station. He taps bridge on the console and speaks, "Wash, I'ma taking Merz an' Damon out to work on the cannon, so no screwin' around till we get back.
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MERZ move
LOCATION - CARGO BAY
DAMON is climbing into his suit, watching JAYNEs every move. He does a good job of picking up the technique of fitting the suit and finishes about the same time JAYNE does. He looks at her.
DAMON
Like this?
MERZ
Very good.
MERZ finishes the check on the last suit and finding it in sufficient status for a space walk, follows the men in suiting up. She realizes now, after watching DAMON watch JAYNE that DAMON has not worn a suit before. Therefore he has not been in vacuum before, in all likelihood. And probably not been weightless either.
He has not bothered to ask any questions. Probably does not know what to ask. MERZ decided a bit of instruction is necessary.
MERZ
Listen to me, DAMON. Out there is not going to look or feel like anything you have ever experienced. I would like to give you a bit of advice – just for today. You make a habit of this, and you will require a different perspective, but for now, remember this.
No matter what your eyes tell you, no matter what anything feels like, just keep telling yourself that where your feet are – what you are standing on is “down”. Your feet are on the ground, and all that far-away, empty space over your head is just a ceiling. That may help.
As she speaks she has walked over to DAMON and is checking the fitting and sealing of his suit in a most professional manner, suited hands running over him. She changes the adjustment on one strap and then rises to her feet.
MERZ
But if you feel dizzy, or if you have the slightest need to vomit, you get your pigu back inside pronto and get that helmet off. Unless you really want to sample the experience of drowning in your own vomitus. Dong ma, Bhaai?
While she is speaking to DAMON, the obviously more experienced JAYNE steps over to the comm.
JAYNE
Wash, I'ma taking Merz an' Damon out to work on the cannon, so no screwin' around till we get back.
When he turns back, MERZ holds up her helmet and address her companions Well, are we ready?
EOM
pigu = butt
Dong ma = understand
Bhaai = little brother (Nepali)
If Justice is the dish, then I am your waitress
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Wash's Move:
Location - Bridge
(Wash hears the grating voice of Jayne over the intercom)
Jayne – “Wash, I'm a taking Merz an' Damon out to work on the cannon, so no screwin' around till we get back.”
(He hits the intercom switch to the Cargo Bay): “Umm, no problem… (wipe, clatter) I’ll be up here if you need me.” (As Wash is wiping up the sauce on the console, which is only getting stickier by the minute, he is trying not to make noise, but he hits his steel chopsticks, and he winces as they clatter on the floor. He finishes his quick acknowledgement to Jayne, and kneels down on the deck in front of the console, to start cleaning up the mess on the floor.)
(In Jayne’s Dorm room, a fancy, garish olive green ammo box is sitting on the floor, next to his bed. It is a mercenary wannabe model that Jayne had picked up off some godforsaken person, in the black. It has a compass, a detachable portable radio, a waterproof map case, cup holder, and a digital clock, which reads: 16:47 AMT (04:47pm)
- EOM -
Decoy, they make me go first.
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Damon's turn:
LOCATION - CARGO BAY
Damon watches the adjustments Merz makes on his suit, listening to her instructions. Other than 'bhaai', he has no problem understanding her and nods.
When Jayne turns back, MERZ holds up her helmet and addresses her companions "Well, are we ready?"
Damon picks up his helmet, giving the inside a quick glance to see how the seal works. When Merz and Jayne put their helmets on, he follows, locking it safely into place. He can't help but grin, feeling excited and nervous at the same time. Remembering the reason for their trip, he looks at Merz.
"You need me to bring any tools out, Merz?"
I'm not broken, in my dream I win...
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MERZ move
LOCATION - CARGO BAY
DAMON
You need me to bring any tools out, Merz?
Merz reaches down for the tool belt she had just carried over. This one is not the same as the one she had earlier – this is her EVA kit. The belt is about 2 inches wide and almost ¾ of an inch thick, crafted of the same material as the suits. It is large enough to wear around the outside of her VAC suit. There are a couple of pouches in the back, easily accessed in gloves, and assorted tools dangling on either side of the fastener in front. She carefully fits it on and keys in the helmet radio.
MERZ
No, I should hope we have everything we need here. Both the tools and this belt are rated for outside work. And, watch this - She grabs one of the wrenches and pulls it gently. The hook it is fastened to reels out on a piece of braided wire. It looks thin but strong. Got 10 feet of reel on each of these, enough for any or all of us to work if need be, and if you drop one, it just comes back. A most useful piece of equipment.
She glances over at JAYNE The pouches in the back are fairly good size slap patches. Should not be needed, never go out without them. Just so you know.
She turns toward the airlock.
EOM
If Justice is the dish, then I am your waitress
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Thorne's Move
Location: Galley
Good, Thorne thinks, as he listens to ROWAN talk. She knows who Highland is, and is interested. She also knows now that I have better than average intelligence-gathering resources. Maybe that'll help her decide to ask for what she really wants at some point.
ROWAN: "Mr. Thorne, I believe we can do business."
THORNE: "Excellent. I foresee a happy outcome for our dealings. I'll wave ahead and start the arrangements for your cover story; reservations, travel documents, etc. You'll be traveling as Deladis Slocumb, daughter of a well-off family on Ariel.
Of course we can't get rolling on this until the current deal is over, and the Captain's rather complex delivery plan does pose an element of risk when you visit the Rockbottom. But Highland's persona non grata there since the fire, so if you keep a low profile it should be okay.
If you'll excuse me, I'll head for the bridge and make a few calls now. I'm really looking forward to this, and want to make sure everything runs smooth. "
EOM
"Keep the Shiny side up"
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Rowan’s Move
LOCATION - GALLEY
THORNE: If you'll excuse me, I'll head for the bridge and make a few calls now. I'm really looking forward to this, and want to make sure everything runs smooth.
It makes Rowan laugh skeptically, to think that he could actually attempt to defy the universe, which pretty much makes it a priority to insure that nothing goes smooth. Ever. He's even a little cute when he's all enthusiastic--like a little boy with a whole new ballgame.
At the same time, River's delighted laugh from across the room has her giving the girl an odd look. What goes through a reader's mind? After all that mind warping, do they still have the capacity to dream, and when they do, what manner of nightmares come forth, waking or sleeping? Based on what little they were able to find out about the Alliance's most ambitious endeavor, it's a pure miracle the girl has any manner of normal human sensibilities left at all.
As Thorne makes for the bridge, Rowan turns back to the table to finish the game as she speaks.
ROWAN: I'll wish you luck with that, but keeping a low profile at the Edge won't work if there's already folk there that I know. And since this is the Edge we're talking about, there's bound to be people there that I know. Oh, and Mr. Thorne, if you think you're going to try handling me, you best put that notion to bed right now.
EOM
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Thorne's Move
Location: Galley/Bridge
ROWAN: "Oh, and Mr. Thorne, if you think you're going to try handling me, you best put that notion to bed right now."
Thorne's grinning head pops back around the doorframe.
THORNE: "My dear, I would never handle you, or put you to bed, without your consent. But seriously, we are partners in this endevour, and if you have any ideas that you think will improve our chances, convince me of their worth and we'll go with them."
Turning, Thorne walks forward to the bridge. As he climbs the short set of stairs, the first thing he sees is Wash's backside. The pilot is kneeling on the deck, muttering under his breath.
THORNE: "Err, Wash, I wanted to use the comm for a few minutes, but if you're busy with prayers or something..."
EOM
"Keep the Shiny side up"
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Rowan’s Move
LOCATION - GALLEY
THORNE: "My dear, I would never handle you, or put you to bed, without your consent. But seriously, we are partners in this endevour, and if you have any ideas that you think will improve our chances, convince me of their worth and we'll go with them."
Partners…
FLASHBACK
He walked into the room with the darkest scowl she had ever seen, clearly not pleased about something. Robert, on the other hand, looked completely ecstatic.
"I'd like to introduce you to your new partner."
He turned to give Robert that glare. The last time she had seen it was mid-semester in his history class, when he let Hezekiah Walker know that boisterous interaction with his cohorts in the upper corner of the lecture hall would not be tolerated. He didn't have to utter a word, just stood on the main floor, glaring upward until Walker felt it. She couldn't remember ever seeing anyone straighten up and toe the line quite that quick.
Robert stared back at him, clearly reading the scowl, and wondering what he'd done.
Then he turned to look at her, and his entire expression changed. Obviously he remembered her, and at first she thought he might be reflecting on their final conversation at the end of the semester.
Then his expression changed. She wouldn't have said he was entirely happy necessarily, but he still wasn't as displeased as he had been when he first came in. Then he gave her a formal greeting in Chinese.
"Fa-Zhou Rowan. It is a pleasure to see you again."
He had the same great voice too. Since when were college professors allowed to exude sexy, anyhow?
END FLASHBACK
A sharp pain impacts Rowan's heart, hard enough to steal her breath away. Putting the heel of her hand over it, she spends several seconds trying to alleviate it. The memories are becoming more vivid as well as more frequent. Again she wonders what Simon gave her when he had to operate, and makes a note to check his pharmaceutical stores. Maybe she can even find something that would put her out entirely without causing eerie-ass dreams. She'll need some sleep before the tournament anyway. Iliera will make short work of her otherwise, and there was no way she is coming close to losing to that pofù again.
With quick motions, she dispenses of the 6, 7 and the 9, which are no-brainer shots that any moon-brain troglodyte could pull off. Taking the hand-held, she switches off the holo-billiards projectors and powers the entire system down. Seeing River finishing up her meal, Rowan tucks the hand-held away.
ROWAN: Well, those dishes won't do themselves. Feel like giving me a hand mei mei?
Heading for the kitchen, she starts gathering up pots and pans. After setting up a plate for herself, she tracks down a plastic container, moves the chicken into it and puts the rest of the rice into another. Setting the plate aside, she starts rinsing the pans.
EOM
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