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GR RP "Adventures in Gunrunning" Act 20

POSTED BY: Channain
UPDATED: Wednesday, September 8, 2004 13:24
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Thursday, August 26, 2004 6:39 PM

Slights move:
Location: Mind exchange

Slight clenches his fists, and the raven on his shoulder rustles his feathers. "I have no time for riddles, nor any respect for figments of my mind. Enough! It is time to be of the living again, you worthless father! Father. Such a pathetic term. You raised me with death! I've seen children. They're parents teach them about right and wrong, not major arteries and the weakest points in the skeleton. They give them gifts of toys, and send them to schools to learn about humanity! They don't give their children deadly swarms of robots, or teach them with RNA treatments."

We can't all be heroes, since some of us have to sit at the curb and clap as they go by.

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Thursday, August 26, 2004 7:09 PM

Damon's turn:
LOCATION - ENGINE ROOM

Damon starts gathering up the cleaning materials as he listens to Kaylee's explanation. His first reaction to the gloves is that he wouldn't need them but when he hears Kaylee's warning about the cleaner, he decides otherwise.

Quote:

Originally posted by MercedesTroy:
KAYLEE
I appreciate ROWAN given me a hand too. You can tell her that if you like. I don’t know if she will still be around when I get up there to re-wire that helm. Tell you what. You get that clean and unless MAL has anything for you, you are all done s’far as I need you. How’s that? You best get some rest, tomorrow’s gonna be busy.



"I still got a job to finish in the cargo bay with Jayne an I don't know how long it will take." He decides to leave the bit about him not sleeping much unsaid. "I'll be on the bridge if you need me."

Cleaner, rags and gloves in hand, he heads back for the bridge.



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

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Thursday, August 26, 2004 7:35 PM

River
LOCATION –BOOK'S ROOM

River's sudden outburst escalates as she starts throwing anything in reach across the room. Clothes, pillows, blankets, books, shoes- even the box on the bed ends up over turned on the floor. The communicator remains clutched in her hand.

"SHOULDN'T HAVE GIVEN IT IT TO HIM! SHOULDN'T HAVE LET HIM DO IT!"

She suddenly turns out of the room and runs straight into Merz in the hall. River lets out a small cry of alarm at the collision but continues running toward the cargo bay. Marching right up to Book, she throws the communicator at his feet, her eyes locked on to Book's full of tears and anger.

"SHOULDN'T HAVE GIVEN IT IT TO HIM! SHOULDN'T HAVE LET HIM DO IT!"

OOC: the communicator isn't broken, Maniac, unless you want it to be


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

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Friday, August 27, 2004 12:27 AM

Book's Move
LOCATION - CARGO BAY


River's shouting had fallen on deaf ears in the Cargo Bay. Book was too involved helping Jayne... the sound of the welding drowning out River's shouts. Her approach was sudden and unexpected, and she was becoming more unexpected over time.

Book instantly recognizes his communicator on the floor, and River's shouts solidify in Book's mind what must have happened. "River, tell me what happened. Did someone call on the communicator? Did you speak with someone?"


EM

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Friday, August 27, 2004 12:47 AM

MERZ move

LOCATION – OUTSIDE BOOK’s DORM

MERZ does not make it all the way to Book’s room before someone comes hurtling out of the door in a flurry of movement and sound. It is RIVER. One hand is clenched tightly around something MERZ cannot see.

RIVER
SHOULDN'T HAVE GIVEN IT IT TO HIM! SHOULDN'T HAVE LET HIM DO IT!


RIVER runs head-on into MERZ and for one short instant is staring her in the eyes. She cries out as they bump together before sliding off to one side and continuing her mad rush up the corridor. MERZ is too afraid of hurting her to make any attempt to stop her and merely turns to watch her passage.

The child continues her cry of distress as she approaches the Shepherd and casts what she is carrying at his feet.

MERZ is completely at a loss. Children and young persons are a mystery to her. She has a feeling, a belief that there is something important in all this. Simon is the name of the Doctor – the one everyone was so concerned about leaving. But MERZ does not have enough hard data to understand anything of the situation. Does not, can not have anything to do with her.

Having spoken to BOOK, it is MERZ’ belief that RIVER is in good hands and her attempting to do anything at all would only confuse the situation.

She does however glance into BOOK’s room, to judge if there is any damage control that needs to be taken care of right now. The room has been pretty well trashed, but there appears to be no danger of fire or other hazard. Sufficient for this moment.

EOM


If Justice is the dish, then I am your waitress

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Friday, August 27, 2004 12:58 AM

KAYLEE’s move

LOCATION - ENGINE ROOM

Once DAMON has headed off with his supplies, KAYLEE is free to go back to her wiring job. He’s mostly a nice enough one. she thinks. Glad MAL kept him on.

Soon enough she has fallen back into the repair routine and is busy communing with Serenity and her generator. She was glad this came up, a lot of the wiring was rattier than she liked. Well this should take care of that for a whole lotta months.

EOM


If Justice is the dish, then I am your waitress

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Friday, August 27, 2004 4:21 AM

River
LOCATION - CARGO BAY

Quote:

"River, tell me what happened. Did someone call on the communicator? Did you speak with someone?"


River pulls her glare from Book and begins pacing. She hugs her arms to her body as her eyes stare intently at the floor passing beneath her feet.

"Only voices. Stupid voices! Don't know what they say. Didn't take it. Getting closer." She sinks to the floor and picks up the communicator again. "Simon, run!" she pleads at the communicator, "they're coming..." She looks up at Book, tears running down her cheeks. "Shouldn't have given it to him... shouldn't let him have what he didn't understand."




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

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Friday, August 27, 2004 4:29 AM

Damon's turn:
LOCATION - BRIDGE

Damon gets back to the bridge and sets his supplies down next to the computer console. He opens the console and looks around inside before pulling up his sleeves and pulling on the gloves. After he unscrews the cleaner top and wets one of the cloths, he sets to work.

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

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Friday, August 27, 2004 2:49 PM

JAYNE'S move
LOCATION – CARGO BAY

RIVER
"LOOK OUT! THEY'RE COMING!"


Jayne turns down the welder to get a listen at this point, and turns to look down the cargo bay. Book is there, he can handle her. Along with the dozen other sardines in this can, Jayne mutters outloud.

After a minute he realizes she's just having another one of her trips away from reality. That pretty much sums up Jayne's entire day. A flick of his thumb makes the blue flame from the hand-held welder brighten and grow. Good thing there's no more tequila sloshing around here. He crouches down and gets back to work.

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Friday, August 27, 2004 6:08 PM

Slights move:

Slight is out of breath, screaming in a rage against his phantom. "I've heard of parents who beat their children senseless, whose crimes, unspeakable, twisted the children. None of them measure to the torment I endured. I was buried alive for one week, not even as punishment, but as a training exercise. And the rape I was forced to do at fifteen-"
Slight can't even speak. No matter how many times he has this dream, he can never say everything. "My mother was a progenitor vat, my real father a computer, using retro-viral therapies to create a DNA strand. That little girl, the Tam child. The Daughter of the Sun. She was a real child. You merely twisted the embryo, left your mark. You poison everything. And for what? A slice of power in the Alliance?" Slight glares with the fury of a sun at the skeletal grin of his father-figure.

EOM

We can't all be heroes, since some of us have to sit at the curb and clap as they go by.

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