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GR RP "Adventures in GunRunning" ACT 22

POSTED BY: CapnRahn
UPDATED: Thursday, October 28, 2004 03:16
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Thursday, October 21, 2004 2:34 AM

JAYNE - FORE HALL

There she is again, the source of all Jayne's current confusion. He'd managed to forget about her for a while. What was she doing up there in the bridge? Jayne procedes slowly so he can snatch a bit of their conversation without looking like he's listening in.

One hand comes up to engulf his face, and whips backwards over his head, sending a spray of sweat behind him.

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Thursday, October 21, 2004 8:27 PM

Slights move:

Slight gasps for air, as he tries to assimilate the memories flooding his mind. He tries to focus. Threat. There is a threat nearby.
Brink Helsing focuses.

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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Friday, October 22, 2004 12:28 AM

Wash's Move
Location - Bridge

ROWAN: "Say, Wash? Serenity's just mentioned detection of an anomolous magnetic signal. What do you make of that?"

Wash (Standing up, and stepping over to Rowan, and looking down at her): "That's odd... I've never seen a reading like that before... I suppose we'd best call the Captain and Kaylee and tell them... No, wait... (Wash leans over, close to Rowan, and continuing in a wisper) Maybe that could be a spy thingie? Hooked into the intercom system? Can you shut it off the bridge, if there is one here? (Turning away from Rowan, speaking normaly) That's my collection of antique cool-storage magnets, or it could be just a glitch in the sensors, don't worry about it, I'll find the time to fix it, one day."

Wash goes back and sits heavily back into the helm chair... wispers to himself: "Inevitable betrayal...Early". (He types a message to the gunnery console: Can you shut it off the bridge? We had a Bounty Hunter here a while back, he broke into Serenity, and tried to take someone. He must have left it here. We need to warn the Captain, before he says something wrong, or worse.)

EOM

The time is= 19:09AMT (7:09pm) Does that seem right to you?

Decoy, they make me go first.

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Friday, October 22, 2004 2:16 AM

Rowan's Move
LOCATION: BRIDGE

WASH (Text Message to Gunner Station): Can you shut it off the bridge? We had a Bounty Hunter here a while back, he broke into Serenity, and tried to take someone. He must have left it here. We need to warn the Captain, before he says something wrong, or worse.

Receiving the message from the gunnery console, Rowan looks up from the sourcepad, catches his eye and turns a slight toss of her hair into a discrete nod. Then she starts scribbling a return message.

ROWAN (text message to Helm): You folks get some interesting visitors on this little ship, don't you? First the wizened little maniac, then a bounty hunter?

Sending the message, she repositions her feet and pulls up the map from Spyhopper. Accessing the bridge cam, she works her way quickly back into the secondary system and performs a similar code rewrite that she worked out on the Galley comm., only this time in reverse. The microcam would show as active, but would only show about thirty minutes of looped video. With any luck, whoever "No Name Author" was, they would think the microcam was just malfunctioning and not intentionally tampered with.

ROWAN (text message to helm): It's reset. I worked it so whoever put these in could think it's behaving badly. I can monitor it, see if someone taps in and tries to fix it. I may even be able to trace it back. I've got a map of all the others too. Might interest you to know, there aren't any in the crew quarters.

Looking up again, she lifts a significant eyebrow.

ROWAN (text message to helm): I can only imagine Zoe's reaction if she were to find out there were some possibility your private activities were being recorded for posterity.

Hearing footsteps again, she leans ahead and sees Jayne trying to be inconspicuous out in the hallway. Shirtless and sweaty, she notes the broad shoulders, and can just see a light dusting of hair on a fine set of pectorals. The smell of him drifts up into the bridge.

FLASHBACK

He came straight in from the workout, sweaty and flushed, and in a rush. "I am going to be late for the meeting with the Councilor."

"Meeting's not for an hour and a half," she said looking over, as he pulled the tunic over his head and watched the play of muscle along his back.

"On the other side of the planet...practically," he mumbled and headed for the shower.

The hot water was running when she stepped in with him, wrapping her arms around him from behind. He stood still for a second, then turned to peer over his shoulder at her. "You are going to make sure I'm late, aren't you?"

She grinned at him. "With any luck - EXTREMELY late."

END FLASHBACK


Rowan closes her eyes and has to sit back in her chair. Not just pain this time, but a touch of aphasia too, not as severe as the black out on the steps, but pretty darn close. She has to work at it to come back, clear her vision with Wash probably looking on the entire time. So far she's managed pretty well without the "So, Rowan, what's your story," questions. Hopefully her luck is still holding.

ROWAN: "You know, I was just thinking about making bao for the little shindig the captain has planned. You wouldn't happen to know if Book stocks scallions in the Galley, would you?"

EOM

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Friday, October 22, 2004 1:50 PM

Wash's Move:
Location - Bridge

(Wash settles back into the helm, and suddenly looses the serious expression he has been wearing... He picks up Rex, and says in a stage wisper): "I think I need a hug" (as these messages pop onto his helm console screen):

ROWAN (text message to Helm): You folks get some interesting visitors on this little ship, don't you? First the wizened little maniac, then a bounty hunter?

ROWAN (text message to helm): It's reset. I worked it so whoever put these in could think it's behaving badly. I can monitor it, see if someone taps in and tries to fix it. I may even be able to trace it back. I've got a map of all the others too. Might interest you to know, there aren't any in the crew quarters.

ROWAN (text message to helm): I can only imagine Zoe's reaction if she were to find out there were some possibility your private activities were being recorded for posterity.

(He turns to Zoe, and as he puts down his dinosaur, he holds out an arm, and says): "Hug?"

(He turns to Rowan, and says): "I probabally don't wanna know how you discovered that, but right now we gotta warn the crew, and figure out what to do... can you jam the rest of them? Don't do it, let's just know what our options are, when the captain asks."


19:10 AMT (07:10 pm) Ok, this one is unadorned. I ment it to be this way... No additions to it at all.

Decoy, they make me go first.

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Friday, October 22, 2004 2:37 PM

Rowan's Move
Location: Bridge


WASH: "I probably don't wanna know how you discovered that, but right now we gotta warn the crew, and figure out what to do... can you jam the rest of them? Don't do it, let's just know what our options are, when the captain asks."


Rowan smiles enigmatically. And if he knew what else she could do if she put her mind to it? According to the readings from Spyhopper, the microcam is incapacitated, leaving her feeling more confident about speaking aloud.

ROWAN: "Jamming them is easy, I can even fry them if it comes down to it. I'll admit, though, I'm a bit curious as to why someone would go to the trouble."

Thinking on it for a bit, taking into account the crew she's with, she decides she can through a little caution to the wind.

ROWAN: "This wouldn't have anything to do with River, by any chance?"

EOM

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Friday, October 22, 2004 5:10 PM

THORNE's Move

Location: The Jacks Game


RIVER: "Simon was never troublesome. I had to convince him that it was okay to sneak into the neighbor's yard to get our balls back. Now he's running around the 'verse getting into all kinds of trouble."

As THORNE searches for a reply...

INARA:"We will find him, mei-mei,"

...and there's the opening.

THORNE:"But to find him, we need to understand why he left, and why he's getting into so much trouble. Why would such a cautious man get so reckless all of a sudden? RIVER, did he seem himself the last time you saw him? Was there anything out of the ordinary about his actions or demeanor? Have you sensed anything strange since he left?

The ball and jacks lie forgotten on the floor as THORNE waits for an answer.

EOM



"Keep the Shiny side up"

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Friday, October 22, 2004 6:08 PM

ZOE'S MOVE:
LOCATION - BRIDGE


WASH settles back into the helm, and suddenly looses the serious expression he has been wearing... He picks up Rex, and says in a stage whisper: "I think I need a hug" as ROWAN's messages pop onto his helm console screen.

He turns to ZOE, and as he puts down his dinosaur, he holds out an arm, and says: "Hug?"

ZOE leans forward into her husband's embrace, amused at WASH's evident delight with his new "toy", and wraps her arms around him. As they pull apart, she glances over WASH's shoulder and reads the messages she's seen flashing back and forth between him and ROWAN.

WASH turns to ROWAN: "I probably don't wanna know how you discovered that, but right now we gotta warn the crew, and figure out what to do... can you jam the rest of them? Don't do it, let's just know what our options are, when the captain asks."

{{OOC: Placeholder until I can get the rest of the post together... }}

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You can't take the sky from me.

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Friday, October 22, 2004 10:45 PM

LOCATION - FORE HALL
As ...


After not getting an immediate response from Kaylee, Mal decides to drop down into his bunk and retreive Damon's weapon. Upon quickly climbing back up he spies Jayne, bare to the waist and shining from exertion, doing his own bit of spying of the folks on the bridge.

Barley ducking a spray of flicked sweat, Mal stealthy approches Jayne and smacks him on the back of the head, spraying a dense rain that patters softly on the deckplate of the stairs.

MAL
... overloud and tinged with humorous anger while waving Damon's pistol around...
"JAYNE - Wha'choo doin' stinkin' up my hall all half nekkid and sweatin' like a ruttin' bull?"

Mal then takes a disgusted sniff at his Jayne-juice drenched palm and flicks it away like he just picked up a dead skunk. This has the effect of spraying Jayne with his own 'essance'.

EOM

"Remember, there is only ONE absolute - There ARE NO absolutes!!!"

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Saturday, October 23, 2004 2:38 AM

JAYNE - FORE HALL

Jayne stands quiet, eyes locked on the pistol that Mal waves dramatically as he talks. At least he was pretty sure that Mal didn't intend on using it. Jayne's suddenly a little spooked again by the whole situation. "Finsihed", he says simply, "...the drop arm, and the 'xplosives are checked. I was just headin' down to clean up."

With that, Jayne places a boot on a door rung and presses open the entrance to his bunk, still facing the captain. "Headin' up to the bridge? Looks like somethin's going on up there."

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