The Sereni-Tree and the Lost Soul by TheRealMe

*In his sleep, PsychicRiver hears a voice...a woman's voice.*

Quote:

Simon, you have to fix PR. I'm so sorry, I didn't mean to hurt...

*kneels next to PR and lovingly strokes his hand*

*PR continues to hear the woman speak in her soft velvet tones.*

*As he stirs he almost hears himself speak.*

Mother?

PsychicRiver

"Two by two, hands of blue."

"We'll take care of each other. I'll knit!"
"I swallowed a bug."

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Thursday, November 24, 2005 4:20 AM

Static and TheRealMe race to the hanger bay.

Static wins the race. He runs up to the recently docked Admiral Nelson, throws open its hatch, and darts inside.

TheRealMe pauses in the hanger bay, observing the shuttle while he catches his breath. Hmmm… There does not seem to be any outward sign of damage. There are no battle scars. No indications of an accidental impact with something.

TheRealMe enters the Admiral Nelson. In the shuttle’s lounge, he finds a dataslate on the floor, sitting in a pile of dust. He picks it up to examine it. The figures that are displayed seem to be a ledger of various monetary transactions, including explicit columns for “bribes” and “kickbacks”.

TheRealMe gazes back down at the pile of dust. “Huh. I guess this was the Rat-clone before it dissolved.”

TheRealMe wanders the rest of the shuttle. He finds no sign of anyone until he reaches its bridge. There, he finds Static, stoically looking down into the pilot’s seat…at a second pile of dust.

TheRealMe’s thoughts race as he stares at the dust. Then he looks up at Static. “This is clone-dust! Could ThatWeirdGirl have ALWAYS been a clone? Impossible! I knew her before we had such abilities! Could Cozen have made a ThatWeirdGirl-clone for… ah… some purpose?”

Static glares at TheRealMe.

TheRealMe nods. “Right! He wouldn’t dare! But the only other time that we have seen duplicates like this created was…”

TheRealMe understands. “…was during the time of the Dark Soul when we met our evil twins! That means that THIS was ThatEvilWeirdGirl, and THAT means that the one we have frozen..."

TheRealMe turns and leaves the Admiral Nelson, striding purposefully out of the hanger bay. He pulls out his com-link. “Doctor SimonWho? This is Me.” When he receives no answer, he continues: “Computer, locate SimonWho!”

“SimonWho is not on the Sereni-Tree.”

“Dammit! And we’re all out of Simon-clones.” He talks into his com-link again. “Montanagirl! Please report to the cryogenic lab in the Infirmary.” TheRealMe wonders if Montanagirl has ever treated a gunshot wound to the head!

As TheRealMe enters the Infirmary, he notices a Big Red Button secured behind several layers of Rat-traps. He slaps the button, then continues on to the cryogenics lab.

TheRealMe, First Officer of the Sereni-Tree

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Thursday, November 24, 2005 4:24 AM

SAFEAT2ND

Safe considers Jack's suggestion. He shrugs his shoulders, "What the hell, can't see as how anyone would notice...". He stands up and slings his rucksack over his shoulder.

Safe and Jack arrive at the docking bay in time to see the several people waiting for the Nelson to dock.

The two men nonchalantly board the Grant, and Safe pilots it out as the Neslon lands.

"That worked well", Jacks says.

Safe raises an eyebrow,"How do you figure?"

"I thought I was going to have to blow a hole in the bay door to get out" Jack says with a grin.

Safe shakes his head and turns the Grant towards Boros.

Safeat2nd, Chief Handyman of Destiny

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Thursday, November 24, 2005 5:41 AM

PHANTOM

He floats through the hallways and the rooms, observing the people contained in the ship called SereniTree, but he is not sure why he watches, or why he is even on this ship in the first place. It is a mystery, even to him. He exists, and that is as far as his mind let's him go. He has no name, and he has no comprehension of what a name is. So he floats behind the veil of reality, and watches.

He is not evil, neither is he good. Again, his comprehension for those words does not exist, either. He cannot be seen or felt, and the laws of reality do not tie him down.

So he floats, and watches. It is what he does.

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"That's my man" - Zoe

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Thursday, November 24, 2005 6:48 AM

CALLMESERENITY

*Serenity wakes up to find Needleseye and Mai looking at her. She wipes her eyes sleepily.*

Um..hi. Guess I fell asleep at the table.

I'm going clean up my mess...

*She stands up and starts to tidy but then suddenly drops everything in her hands and runs out of the room*

Mai: That was weird.

Serenity, First Officer of Destiny

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Thursday, November 24, 2005 11:37 AM

*PR gets up and follows the voices.*

*They lead him to the infirmary, he gets there just in time to see a door slide shut, with small wisps of white smoke or steam seeping through.*

*He walks to the door and stares at it. He leans to the right, places his fingers on a big button, and gently presses.*

PsychicRiver

"Two by two, hands of blue."

"We'll take care of each other. I'll knit!"
"I swallowed a bug."

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Thursday, November 24, 2005 5:19 PM

CALLMEATH

Quote:
Originally posted by mai:
*thinks about starting a support group for fellow junk food addicted crew.*

I suppose I should join up, but the question is, do I want to kick the habit?

I think you know the answer.

"Invader's blood marches through my veins like giant radioactive rubber pants. The pants command me! Do not ignore my veins!"

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Thursday, November 24, 2005 5:37 PM

*Rat gets out his Dustbuster and cleans up the former clone's dust which he places in a phial that he then tucks away!*

This may come in handy at a later thread...I mean date!

Acquisitions Officer - SereniTREE

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Thursday, November 24, 2005 5:38 PM

THEGREYJEDI

*wanders into the kitchen in bare feet, jeans and a black t-shirt. looks around.*

...did everyone decide on a midnight snack?

*opens the fridge, finds nothing of note. Grabs the milk carton and pours himself a rather large glass, puts the milk back. Leans on the counter as he chugs the milk then puts the glass in the sink. he walks back towards the way he came, seemingly ignoring the other two occupants. Rather suddenly, he wraps his arms around Needle's middle from behind and pulls her close to him.*

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Thursday, November 24, 2005 6:42 PM

STATIC

The Gunslinger/pilot follows TRM closely, his mind racing. So many things might actually make sense now, if ThatWierdGirl has been frozen in cryo since the Dark Soul incident.

The comrades stroll into the cryo bay and stand before the tube that contains someone who MIGHT be ThatWierdGirl.

Static's mind races...trying to determine a timeline...would the woman in cryo be his beloved? Or had the dark clone risen because Twig's heart had truly turned away from him. He dares not hope, for those wounds had scarred over already.

He looks at TRM, "Should we go ahead and do this?"

http://burstsofstatic.blogspot.com

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Thursday, November 24, 2005 7:47 PM

In the Infirmary’s cryo chamber, TheRealMe, chin in hand, carefully studies the tube containing the frozen form of someone greatly resembling ThatWeirdGirl. Without looking away, he speaks to his companion.

“Static, this person has suffered a rather serious head wound. Now, my own medical abilities have risen to the point of confident use of band-aids. I don’t really feel up to the task of putting a brain back together. I suggest that we wait for SimonWho. Hmmmm… If only we still had the magical wish-granting plank.”

TheRealMe stares at her some more.

“When did they switch? If THIS is ThatWeirdGirl and the pile of dust in the Nelson was the EvilWierdGirl, then SOMEHOW they switched. I’m going to have to research this.

“Well, at least I had Rat put her into cryo as soon as she was hurt. She should be as well preserved as possible.”

TheRealMe, First Officer of the Sereni-Tree

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Friday, November 25, 2005 7:35 AM

"Hmmmmm..."

TheRealMe gets a thoughtful look on his face.

"Then again, Static, it may be possible for us to acquire the extreme medical knowledge we need, without the actual presence of Doctor SimonWho."

With that, TheRealMe departs the cryo chamber of the Infirmary, goes out onto the lower of the two balconies that encircle the Common Room, climbs stairs to the upper balcony, and heads toward the West Wing.

TheRealMe, First Officer of the Sereni-Tree

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Friday, November 25, 2005 8:07 AM

Question, why is the cryo chamber in the infirmary all of a sudden? Did somebody move it?

Acquisitions Officer - SereniTREE

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Friday, November 25, 2005 2:09 PM

MONKEYTAIL

*mt wakes up and wanders around with a purpose, find the lois lane to his superman, or get a slice of pizza*

Why's everyone running around? Some sort of impromtu race?

On a good day, hell can look alot like LA.-Playing God

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Friday, November 25, 2005 5:56 PM

Monkeytail, we have a serious resurrection problem with one of our own.

Rat, apparently the Infirmary has a cryo chamber distinct from the secret cryo lab of the Insidious Doctor Rat. In any case, the Infirmary cryo chamber is the one that the ThatWeirdGirl-like person is in.

TheRealMe, First Officer of the Sereni-Tree

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Friday, November 25, 2005 7:45 PM

NEEDLESEYE

Quote:
Originally posted by TheGreyJedi:
*wanders into the kitchen in bare feet, jeans and a black t-shirt. looks around.*

...did everyone decide on a midnight snack?

*opens the fridge, finds nothing of note. Grabs the milk carton and pours himself a rather large glass, puts the milk back. Leans on the counter as he chugs the milk then puts the glass in the sink. he walks back towards the way he came, seemingly ignoring the other two occupants. Rather suddenly, he wraps his arms around Needle's middle from behind and pulls her close to him.*

Well...
Needle slowly turns her head toward her captor and whispers a few words in his ear. His raised eyebrow is quickly followed by
...a blush!

I guess I'm needed in engineering.

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Friday, November 25, 2005 8:20 PM

THEGREYJEDI

*leans down and kisses her cheek*

Not...right away.

*holdy-huggy formation.*

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Friday, November 25, 2005 8:32 PM

Quote:
Originally posted by TheRealMe:
Rat, apparently the Infirmary has a cryo chamber distinct from the secret cryo lab of the Insidious Doctor Rat. In any case, the Infirmary cryo chamber is the one that the ThatWeirdGirl-like person is in.

Then we may have a bigger problem then we thought 'cause I put who I thought was ETWG in the secrat one downstairs! Which means that the TWG on the Admiral Nelson was a second inposter...at least I think that's what it means!

Quote:
Originally posted by needleseye:
I guess I'm needed in engineering.

Well...isn't that.....special!

Acquisitions Officer - SereniTREE

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Saturday, November 26, 2005 5:11 AM

TheRealMe heads to the third and topmost floor of the West Wing. He goes to a little-used door there and, after supplying access codes and a palm print, he opens it and steps into the dark room.

Inside the entrance is a huge switch. With a grunt, he moves it to the “on” position. Lights blink on, and grinding and whirring sounds come to life. Filling the other end of the room is the huge Wonka-esque Dream Machine created long ago by ManiacNumberOne. Various bits on it start to spin incomprehensibly. Bellows start to pump for no apparent reason.

TheRealMe moves over to the control panel, muttering to himself.

“Lessee… Long ago, the Insidious Doctor Rat hooked most of us up to this thing in order to make us think we were all patients in a mental ward. Now, if I could find a record entry for SimonWho… Ah, THERE it is…”

TheRealMe sets the Dream Machine to download all of SimonWho’s medical expertise. He puts on the huge helmet, connected by numerous wires to the control panel. He takes a deep breath and pushes the big red button on the console.

*****

Some time later, TheRealMe awakens and picks himself off of the cold hard floor, dropping the helmet beside him. His eyes seem to focus on something far off.

“Yes! Of course I can repair ThatWeirdGirl’s brain. It’s easy. Why, even a child could do it! A child!”

TheRealMe, First Officer of the Sereni-Tree

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Saturday, November 26, 2005 5:26 AM

TheRealMe, with immense medical knowledged borrowed from Doctor SimonWho, thaws out the body of the ThatWeirdGirl-like person from the Infirmary cryo-chamber and prepares for surgery, donning scrubs and a facemask after thoroughly cleaning his hands.

Then he goes into the operating theater and studies his patient, scalpel in hand. As he plots on exactly where to make his first incision, the body falls to dust.

“Gorramit! Another clone! Hey, Rat! You were right! Can you thaw out the other one from your secret lab?”

TheRealMe, First Officer of the Sereni-Tree

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Saturday, November 26, 2005 5:33 AM

Hours later, TheRealMe finishes the operation to repair the brain of the ThatWeirdGirl-like person. With a sigh of relief, he waves up at the onlookers in the observation area on the deck above, which includes Static.

Then he faints from exhaustion, falling to the floor of the operating theater.

TheRealMe, First Officer of the Sereni-Tree

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Saturday, November 26, 2005 5:45 AM

SIMONWHO

*picks unconscious body off the floor and deposits it onto a MedBed*

Honestly, I leave you guys alone for five minutes...

*examines the dethawed body on the table in front of him*

Well... not shabby. Not too shabby at all. That's some nice brain surgery there. But... you've got to remember that there's an art to this.

*leans over and whispers something in TWG's ear*

Watch.

*she breathes slowly then her eyes open*

Welcome back.

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Saturday, November 26, 2005 7:46 AM

MONKEYTAIL

*mt finds TheRealMe unconscious and a man he has never seen before standing over TWG*

What the F...

*thinking that this supposed stranger is the cause of TheRealMe's current state of passed-outed-ness, mt hits the man in the head with the hilt of his lightsaber, knocking him out.*

TWG, are you alright? What happened to TheRealMe?

On a good day, hell can look alot like LA.-Playing God

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Saturday, November 26, 2005 11:07 AM

Quote:
Originally posted by monkeytail:

*thinking that this supposed stranger is the cause of TheRealMe's current state of passed-outed-ness, mt hits the man in the head with the hilt of his lightsaber, knocking him out.*

*PR, watching from one of the viewing balconies above slaps his hand on his head.*

Oh dear...

PsychicRiver

"Two by two, hands of blue."

"We'll take care of each other. I'll knit!"
"I swallowed a bug."

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Saturday, November 26, 2005 9:01 PM

MONTANAGIRL

Quote:
Originally posted by monkeytail:
*mt finds TheRealMe unconscious and a man he has never seen before standing over TWG*

What the F...

*thinking that this supposed stranger is the cause of TheRealMe's current state of passed-outed-ness, mt hits the man in the head with the hilt of his lightsaber, knocking him out.*

*mg runs over to Simon to check on him.*

Um, monkeytail, this is actually our doctor, SimonWho. While I appreciate you trying to defend TRM (in your own, misguided, way), I'm not sure he's going to feel the same way.

*As all the beds seem to be currently occupied, she cradles Simon's head in her lap as she waits for him to wake up.*

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"Do you accept gifts from strange men?" -Brisco
"Well, strange is no problem, but I draw the line at men I don't know." -Dixie

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Sunday, November 27, 2005 2:57 AM

TheRealMe briefly regains consciousness and opens his eyes. He seems to be lying in a bed. In the next bed over, he sees ThatWeirdGirl, resting peacefully. Good. On the floor between the beds, he sees SimonWho also resting, head cradled in the lap of Montanagirl.

Huh! During this medical emergency that I take care of, looks like our doctor is busy chasing down all the women-folk! First he's after ThatWeirdGirl, next Montanagirl! Who is left for the likes of TheRealMe?

TheRealMe carefully turns his head the other way.

Monkeytail is standing there.

Huh!

TheRealMe loses consciousness again, aware of a growing but inexplicable craving for tea and some scones. But not fruit-filled ones! TheRealMe is into the purity of the scone.

And flakes, and snowflakes...

After all, we really have much better candy than those Yanks, though they have the best pizza.

TheRealMe, First Officer of the Sereni-Tree

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Sunday, November 27, 2005 3:12 AM

SIMONWHO

Whuh? Mommy?

*passes out again*

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Sunday, November 27, 2005 12:45 PM

*Blows out candle.*

PsychicRiver

"Two by two, hands of blue."

"We'll take care of each other. I'll knit!"
"I swallowed a bug."

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Sunday, November 27, 2005 6:54 PM

THATWEIRDGIRL

Quote:
Originally posted by SimonWho:
*leans over and whispers something in TWG's ear*
Watch.
*she breathes slowly then her eyes open*
Welcome back.

*twg hears a familiar voice and breathes deeply, unsure of where she is, she sees SimonWho smiling at her….*

Quote:
Originally posted by monkeytail:
*...mt hits the man in the head with the hilt of his lightsaber, knocking him out.*
TWG, are you alright? What happened to TheRealMe?

*she tries to warn him, but it’s too late…but, that’s Monkeytail…he’s been gone for a few months…she gazes around*

*she speaks in a soft scratchy voice* No, Monkeytail, it’s alright…he’s my doc-doctor. When di-id you g-g-g-et here? Why is TRM on a bed…where is…?

*MG removes the compress and brushes aside SW’s damp hair, he wakes up and sees twg staring down at him*

Hi.

*he sees her shivering and jumps up from MG’s lap to place a blanket around twg’s shoulders*

Thank you…..

*dizzy from the quick movement and head injury, he falls down again…MG, twg, and MT place him on her bed. twg turns to MG and MT and tries to figure out when they could have met.*

Wh-what’s going on? Wh-why amm I-I-I here-re?

www.thatweirdgirl.com
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"...turn right at the corner then skip two blocks...no, SKIP, the hopping-like thing kids do...Why? Why not?"

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Monday, November 28, 2005 12:55 PM

STATIC

The Gunslinger stands in the shadows of the medbay...allowing the dramas to unfold around him as he maintains his full attention on ThatWeirdGirl. As she slowly comes to, he smiles, albeit somewhat grimly, to himself.

"She seems well."

http://burstsofstatic.blogspot.com

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Monday, November 28, 2005 3:10 PM

MONKEYTAIL

Gorramit! I'm sorry. I thought that the doc here was the cause of everyone's state of unconciousness. Sorry Doc. I think that maybe I should stay in my room until we get to the next port.

*mt begins a walk of shame, but turns around while scratching his head*

Yeah, I don't actually have a room yet. Anyone know where I could find someone consciuos that I didn't hit to show me to a room?

On a good day, hell can look alot like LA.-Playing God

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Tuesday, November 29, 2005 12:54 PM

THATWEIRDGIRL

MT, I'd help, but i'm not sure what's going on or how you got here or how I got here or well, just....i'm not sure of anything.

*she pulls the blanket tighter around her shoulders and looks around the room. TRM out cold on a bed. SW out cold on a bed. MG checking vitals of those out cold on the bed. MT standing next to the bed. She helps MG make TRM and SW comfy, she places a glass of water next to each bed. A shadow…no, is that Static in the doorway? Several obscured faces in the windows...*

It's awfully cold for April, isn't it?

www.thatweirdgirl.com
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"...turn right at the corner then skip two blocks...no, SKIP, the hopping-like thing kids do...Why? Why not?"

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Tuesday, November 29, 2005 1:03 PM

STATIC

The Gunslinger steps forward and picks up an extra blanket, bundling it around TWG's feet. As he leans forward, his face is clear in the light of the medbay. He says grimly, "Yes, it is a mite cold for April...but that's fine, since this is November."

http://burstsofstatic.blogspot.com

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Tuesday, November 29, 2005 1:03 PM

Quote:
Originally posted by thatweirdgirl:

It's awfully cold for April, isn't it?

*PR turns and whispers to BF who is standing at the window, next to PR.*

She got left behind...left in the woods.

PsychicRiver

"Two by two, hands of blue."

"We'll take care of each other. I'll knit!"
"I swallowed a bug."

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Tuesday, November 29, 2005 5:43 PM