GR RP "Adventures in GunRunning" ACT 22

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MERCEDESTROY

Tuesday, October 26, 2004 11:06 PM

MERZ move

LOCATION - DINING ROOM

She had missed that Thorne and River were using the common area as a meeting place. From where she had been, sound did not travel well from this area. Something she would remember.

Here she could hear them, but hopefully they would not notice her.

Quietly she considered her options. ROWAN was coming to the Galley. She needed to speak to her. She wanted to give her the test results and request Rowan accede to a physical exam. Therefore she needed to remain here, to wait for her.

MERZ approaches the table once again. Pulls out a chair. Sets herself on it, back perfectly aligned, hands on knees, feet together.

And waits.

EOM

If Justice is the dish, then I am your waitress

DECOY

Wednesday, October 27, 2004 12:00 AM

Wash's Move
Location - Bridge

Zoe: "I could use some, and I'm sure WASH could too, couldn't you, dear?"

Wash (glancing at Zoe, and then down to his console screen): "Oh, yes please... and thank

you for brewing it!"

Rowan: "And Serenity's self-diagnostic is complete. I'll send the results over to you, Wash.

Seems all's well."

(Wash reads thru the list, and sees nothing out of the ordinary): "Thanks to you too"

Rowan: "My work's done here, Captain. If you don't mind, I'd like to go back to the Galley,

see if there's fixings for bao."

Wash: "I shurly hope there is..."

The time is= 19:10AMT (7:10pm) Yes only one minute has elapsed.

Decoy, they make me go first.

SAINT JAYNE

Wednesday, October 27, 2004 4:51 AM

JAYNE - HIS BUNK to GALLEY

Jayne makes his way towards the galley, pulling and stretching his shirt. Damn thing must have shrunk or something! This T-shirt was the newest in Jayne's collection, featuring a sleek metal, futuristic rail cannon held by a sleek metal girl-type robot half its size.

He gives Damon a concentrated look and a nod as he ambles past him and into the galley. Merz has just set herself onto a chair opposite the one the Jayne approaches. He lays his leather satchel on the table.

MERCEDESTROY

Wednesday, October 27, 2004 12:15 PM

LOCATION - DINING ROOM As ...

JAYNE enters from the opposite side, carrying a satchel, which he sets on the table. MERZ can smell leather, and steel and gun oil. JAYNE just smells of himself; male, sweat, soap and a hint of paranoia.

Still mostly internalized, and peripherally aware that JAYNE is not who she is waiting for, MERZ makes no reaction to his presence.

EOM

If Justice is the dish, then I am your waitress

SAINT JAYNE

Wednesday, October 27, 2004 12:48 PM

JAYNE - HIS BUNK to GALLEY

"Yer quiet", Jayne says low across the table to Merz, who hasn't even looked up at him. "Hey, but you got off 'thout so much as a grill mark on yer face, so 'sider yerself lucky."

Jayne heads for the food preperation area to find something a little more substantial to eat. Something nice and sealed and tamper proof. And nothing that needs to be cooked in the pots - they could be laced with something. Now, knock it off! Jayne scolds himself.

Still, better safe than sorry. He settles on a tin of dou fu nao¹ and Yu² sticks.

¹ Beancurd soup
² Fish

ASTRIANA

Wednesday, October 27, 2004 12:53 PM

ZOE'S MOVE:
LOCATION - BRIDGE

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{{OOC: I suspect ZOE'll have some things to say/do once WASH has spoken/moved. Then she'll head on down to check on JAYNE's work... And nope, she didn't miss MAL's veiled warning... }}

~Astriana~
~Mostly-Invisible Long-Winded Goddess of Inter-Board Communication and Diplomacy a/k/a El Jefe Magnifico's Mistress... of Communications and Harems~

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

GEEZER

Wednesday, October 27, 2004 4:15 PM

THORNE's Move

Location: Common area

BOOK:" I'm sorry Mr. Thorne. I believe you're a good man, but... I'm sorry."

As BOOK enters his room, THORNE nudges the low table, causing the ball to roll into his hand. He idly opens and closes his fist, making the ball disappear from his palm and then reappear over and over again as he speaks to RIVER.

THORNE:"Well, that went about as expected. Our Shepherd is pretty untrusting for a man in his profession. Must be a carry-over from his former job...if it is a former job. I can feel that he's hiding things in his past, and present, from us. You probably can too. What I can't get is his intent. He manages to mask that."

Making the ball disappear one last time, he reaches behind RIVER's ear, pulls the ball from thin air, and, with a softly whispered "ta-da", holds it in front of her.

THORNE [in a Bert Lahr/Cowardly Lion voice]:"So. You wanna play some more? Do ya? Huh? Just one more. Huh? Come on. Come on, tough girl. Put up yer dukes."

THORNE bobs and weaves, jabs and covers up, shadow-boxing as he sits on the floor.

EOM

"Keep the Shiny side up"

CAPNRAHN

Wednesday, October 27, 2004 4:50 PM

LOCATION - BRIDGE
Appox 1930/7:30 PM AMT
As...

ROWAN
"I did notice Jayne looking at me funny. If you see me plying him with fresh bao later, don't be alarmed. I won't hurt him... too much....she winks, with a bit more of a pained twitch than she probably intended...
"Should we set up a time in the morning to meet, captain? Or perhaps early afternoon?"

As Rowan finishes, Kaylee comes trouncing on to the Bridge and gives Mal a wallop on his left shoulder.

KAYLEE
...forced jovial, and not noticing Mal's eyes popping out in sudden pain...
"What choo going 'round bellern' like a piss-mad bear, Captain-O-my-Cap'n?"

Mal holds his breath a bit from the jar to his separated shoulder. He quirks a questioning eyebrow at Rowan and then hands her Damon's pistol. Upon empting his hands, he whips about and begins to tickle Kaylee unmercifully about the ribs. Of course taking care that his left arm is not strained -- too much.

MAL
...growling like an injured bear and in a gruff 'story-telling' voice..."
"rrrgh, whatchoo doin' havin' yer minions fark up my cargo bay with all sorts of rubbery devices, me pretty! snaaaarl..."

Mal can only hope that this tiny intimacy will allow Kaylee a brief respite from the dark cloud that has been hovering over her. Hovering ever since the Doc had his tete-a-tete with that Brink fellow, went weird and scarpered off.

Leaving Kaylee to cackle madly and recover her wind, Mal turns back to Rowan. On his way around, he gathers Zoe's attention by eye.

MAL
"rrrgh ... stops and clears his throat... Um, sure. Jayne ain't nuttin' but a dingus at times and deserves what ever he trolls fer,...chuckles lightly...though, I might'a overloaded punishment system already....gets serious again...
As to meetin' about security stuff, we'll ... Mal flickers a look Zoe's direction... do it before noon t'marrow - hour or two before the drop. Now off with ya and prepare yerself for some hard-core relaxin' - Serenity style."
...grins lopsidedly while he nods at Zoe, Wash and then Rowan. Looking to Inara, his grin falters only for a split-second as Mal over-quickly turns to Kaylee ...
"Now, you me pretty - are 'bout a pins-width from walkin' the plank. What gives with the coils of bungees in my hold?"

EOM

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

CHANNAIN

Wednesday, October 27, 2004 6:17 PM

Rowan's Move
LOCATION: BRIDGE

KAYLEE ...forced jovial, and not noticing Mal's eyes popping out in sudden pain..."What choo going 'round bellern' like a piss-mad bear, Captain-O-my-Cap'n?"

Mal holds his breath a bit from the jar to his separated shoulder. He quirks a questioning eyebrow at Rowan and then hands her Damon's pistol. Upon the trade, he then whips around and begins to tickle Kaylee unmercifully about the ribs. Of course taking care that his left arm is not strained -- too much.

Seeing the pain in Reynolds eyes, Rowan frowns with concern. Before she can question him about it, though, she has to juggle the teacup to the left hand while nestling the sourcepad in the crook of the same arm, before she finds herself staring blankly at the gun he so casually placed in her hand. Not the heftiest firearm she's ever handled, and pneumatic delivery system could probably use a cleaning. The fact that he didn't think twice about giving it to her speaks volumes as to his regard. Either he hasn't taken into account the idea that she could place each bullet in the chamber in any strategic location she wanted, or he already made that determination but also has come to the conclusion that she's not prone to it.

Watching Reynolds tease Kaylee the way a brother would pester a kid sister brings Ru's face to mind. He was more prone to trying to aggravate Aislin most of the time, to see how far he could go before her veneer cracked and she smacked him on the chest. She also notes how he's favoring his left arm. Could be the captain did more than just land on his bum out in the hallway.

ROWAN: "I'll be sure to be conscious before Noon tomorrow. Looks like you've done yourself a harm, Captain. Need me to take a look at that?"

As Reynolds returns to his odd questioning of Kaylee's doings in the cargo bay, Rowan turns to look at Zoe. Holding up the pistol, Rowan raises her eyebrows as well, quietly asking the other woman a poignant question.

ROWAN (quietly): "What the hell am I supposed to do with this?"

EOM

Fans come and fans go...but zealots are with you until the bitter black end.
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ASTRIANA

Wednesday, October 27, 2004 6:36 PM

ZOE'S MOVE:
LOCATION - BRIDGE

ZOE notes MAL's discomfort, figuring its connection with the loud thud heard earlier. Watching MAL hand DAMON's sidearm to ROWAN, ZOE's brow puckers slightly in confusion.

ZOE (internally): "Not something he'd normally do, but then he ain't exactly been actin' right lately. Maybe I outta sit 'im down 'fore the job tomorrow - and after we talk to ROWAN about that fei hua* she tried to feed us about the op system."

ZOE also notes the way MAL favors his left arm in his roughhousin' with KAYLEE, just a ROWAN speaks.

ROWAN: "I'll be sure to be conscious before Noon tomorrow. Looks like you've done yourself a harm, Captain. Need me to take a look at that?"

MAL continues teasing KAYLEE and ROWAN turns to look at ZOE, who meets her look. Holding up the pistol, ROWAN raises her eyebrows, quietly asking the other woman a poignant question.

ROWAN (quietly): "What the hell am I supposed to do with this?"

The corner of ZOE's mouth lifts a little in acknowledgement of ROWAN's question. She steps toward ROWAN, hand outstretched.

ZOE (equally quietly): "Sure does seem this thing's made its rounds since that boy got here. I'll take it for now."

Receiving the fun from ROWAN, ZOE tucks it into the back of her waistband - the same place she put it after confiscating it from DAMON on his arrival.

ZOE (internally): "Ironic, that... May have to look into makin' sure the boy's got it back 'fore the job starts in earnest. Seems to be eager to make himself useful."

(aloud to ROWAN): "Think you're up for showin' me how to make that bao you been talkin' about? I seem to recall a time not too long past that my husband was covetin' that very thing."

ZOE turns to grin at WASH, then looks questingly at ROWAN, tilting her head toward the door off the bridge and out to the galley.

END MOVE.

~Astriana~
~Mostly-Invisible Long-Winded Goddess of Inter-Board Communication and Diplomacy a/k/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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