The Sereni-Tree and the return of ThatWeirdGirl by TheRealMe

*PR slowly walks through the dancing crowd, looking from one face to another, smiling.*

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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Monday, December 12, 2005 11:16 AM

*CMS finally makes it downstairs to the party, now in full swing. Not quite ready to join the crowd on the dance floor, she heads over to the bar to get a drink.*

Serenity, First Officer of Destiny
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Monday, December 12, 2005 4:35 PM

SIMONWHO

*stands at the bar, drinking whisky*

Hey Serenity! How are you doing? Fancy a drink? We have all sorts here *lowers voice* although they could do with a slightly better class of whisky.

*watches the dance floor with patient interest*

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Monday, December 12, 2005 4:58 PM

CALLMEATH

Quote:
Originally posted by mai:
*joins in the dancing all by her sad lonesome ... *

*spies Mai dancing all by her lonesome. Walks over to her and asks...*

May I have this dance, my lady?

"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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Monday, December 12, 2005 5:42 PM

STATIC

Static descends to the party and wanders over to her...and stands, watching her make snow angels.

TWG feels his gaze upon her and props herself up on an elbow and smiles up at him.

The smile batters through the walls that had been erected around the Gunslinger's heart, laying waste to them. He feels a stab of pain and elation at the same time and it sinks to the very core of his being. A glow begins to expand slowly outward. The faintest hint of a smile plays at the corner of his mouth.

Without a word, he kneels beside TWG and his arms encircle her. He scoops her up against him and kisses her fiercely, but tenderly. Every iota of love in his heart for her is transmitted by the kiss.

After what seems like eons, his lips part with hers and he stares into her dancing eyes.

"I lost you. And then I found you again...and then I lost myself for a while."

A painful grimace flashes across his face for a brief second, chasing a sour memory, and is gone.

"I'm trying to find myself again. I want you to join me in that."

"I love you. Beyond words."

"Merry Christmas."

http://burstsofstatic.blogspot.com

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Monday, December 12, 2005 6:10 PM

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Originally posted by Bride7:
*Stops running and looks around......at Boros!*

What the... How the... Where am I?

“Where are WE, you mean!”

Bride7 turns around to find Bride6 behind her, smoothing out the wrinkles in her frilly dress. That task accomplished, Bride6 pulls out a compact and quickly checks her makeup and the appearance of her long, curly blonde hair. Satisfied, she snaps the compact shut, puts it in her purse, and looks up at Bride7 expectantly.

Then Bride6 sniffs in disdain.

“Yuck! Is that you, or does this whole place stink?”

Bride6 pulls a small bottle of perfume out of her purse and starts spraying it in random directions.

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Monday, December 12, 2005 6:15 PM

SAFEAT2ND

As Safe and Jack follow the man in the bowler through the back alleys, Safe scans the surroundings, taking note of landmarks. He wanted to make sure they could find their own way back out in a pinch. It is never a good idea to go into unfamiliar territory unprepared.

When they come to a metal door, Jack casually looks back they way they came, looking for any sign that they were being followed, and the man raps on the door three times. The door slides open revealing a cluttered warehouse and a small table surrounded by mismatched chairs.

The bowler man ushers them to chairs at the table, clearly more at ease now that they were on his terms. He takes a seat on the opposite Safe and Jack.

“So let’s talk business.” He says as he leans back in his chair, and removes his hat.

“I run the McKayNine fast food venture, best food this side of the Core, and you know why?” He glances between the two faces before him neither look impressed.

“Special sauce, no one else can get it ‘cept me, and anyone I tell about it. What I need is you two to pickup a consignment, and then bring it back here too me. In return not only will you earn yourselves some good coin, but I’ll help you find whatever or whoever you’re lookin’ for.”

“Let’s say, for the sake of argument, that we take your little assignment. What makes you think we need either the money or your help, Mr….I’m sorry I didn’t catch your name.” Safe says, leveling a steely glare at bowler man.

“Plus, we went through a lot to get to Boros and we’re not about to leave until we see our business to its conclusion.”

As if on cue a large explosion rocks the city causing dust and debris to rain down on the meeting as all three men look up simultaneously.

Safeat2nd, Chief Handyman of Destiny

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Monday, December 12, 2005 6:16 PM

* TheRealMe addresses everyone at the party in the common room of the Sereni-Tree. *

Well, since we have acquired a lot of new folks lately, I think it might be worthwhile to go through a list of job openings that we might have on the Sereni-Tree.

With the tragic loss of SoulofSerenity, we are without a Security Chief. In fact, since the four Zoe-clones dissolved we are ALSO entirely lacking in security deputies as well.

While our Engineer, TheGreyJedi, and his assistants Needleseye and Jet (Bride4) have the ship’s engineering and technomagic machines well under control, we have lacked a handyman (handyperson?) for simple and mundane repairs and construction since the departure of ManiacNumberOne.

We have been without an official Ship’s Cook since our maiden voyage.

We have also lacked an official Ship’s Navigator. I have usually filled that role. This might serve to explain, somewhat, our aimless wanderings to date.

While Rat is our Acquisitions Officer who will purchace goods of various sorts, we are lacking a Cargomaster to organize and store them in our voluminous cargo holds.

If anyone should have an interest in any of these positions, please apply in person outside the First Officer’s office during my regular office hours of 13:04 – 13:07 Monday, Wednesday, and Friday. Of couse, you must have some minimal qualifications for the position of interest and no adverse reputations. Poisoners or cannibals, for example, will be excluded from Cook duties.

In the event that we have multiple applicants for some position, the officers will devise some fair method to pick the best candidate. Uh… Arm-wrestling contests, perhaps?

TheRealMe, First Officer of the Sereni-Tree

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Monday, December 12, 2005 7:10 PM

JAZAF

'That should just about do it.'

Duece backs away and gazes at Jazaf's creation.
'It looks almost like a real tree.'
'Yeah, the bark was the hardest. Little details like that usually give me a hard time'

The tree in question is at least 8 feet tall. From it's dull gray trunk to the bright silver glow of it's needles, the tree Jazaf made was a true work of art.

'Ok Duece, time to let TRM know the tree is ready.'

Duece nods and heads over to the intercom system. Within moments a portal opens, giving Jazaf and Duece a clear view of the festivites.
'Allright then.' Jazaf says, 'Let's get this show on the road.'

Reaching into himself for more energy Jazaf alters the Tree again, giving it several legs so it could walk through the portal into the common room.

As it slowly makes it's way through the portal Jazaf says, 'Hey Duece, feel like having a drink?'

'Sure do.' Duece replies already moving to the rythym of the music.

Jazaf chuckles a bit and then says 'Ok, I'll get you some.'

Once the tree reached the middle of the room it lifted up to the full height allowed to it from the legs Jazaf gave it. In a loud voice Jazaf said, 'Merry Christmas people! Here upon special request, I give you....The Christmas Tree!'

The tree settles down and the legs stretch out onto the floor to support it. For good measure Jazaf gives it a quick shudder allowing a few aluminum needles to drop to the floor.

He walks over to Duece who is dance to the music and says,'Now about that drink.'

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Mystery Man on the Sereni-Tree

Navigator on Destiny

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Monday, December 12, 2005 8:08 PM

I thought you'd never ask. I'd love to...

just watch your toes

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Monday, December 12, 2005 8:20 PM

BRIDE2

AW, that's some freakin' beautiful tree, Sensei!

Yeah, of COURSE I'll have a drink!

Now, just watch me dance!

Bride2

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Monday, December 12, 2005 8:34 PM

BRIDE7

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Originally posted by TheRealMe:
“Yuck! Is that you, or does this whole place stink?”

Uummm...

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Tuesday, December 13, 2005 4:32 AM

Quote:
Originally posted by SimonWho:
*stands at the bar, drinking whisky*

Hey Serenity! How are you doing? Fancy a drink? We have all sorts here *lowers voice* although they could do with a slightly better class of whisky.

*watches the dance floor with patient interest*

*laughs*

Is that so, Doctor? Next time we land anywhere half civilized we'll have to see what we can do about improving our liquor supply.

I'm doing...as well as can be expected.

And for now, I think I'll just have a rootbeer.

Serenity, First Officer of Destiny
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Tuesday, December 13, 2005 5:08 AM

On Boros, explosions rock the town. Bride6 spins around and stares at them with glee.

"Goody! Fireworks! Let's go see!"

Bride6 grabs Bride7 by the hand and drags her along, moving against the crowd which is trying to escape the danger.

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Tuesday, December 13, 2005 7:41 AM

CALLMEATH

Quote:
Originally posted by mai:
just watch your toes

Funny. I was gonna tell you the same thing.

*spins away with Mai. Soon everyone can hear the exclamations of pain as toes are trod upon repeatedly.*

"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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Tuesday, December 13, 2005 12:31 PM

CITIZEN

“Let’s say, for the sake of argument, that we take your little assignment. What makes you think we need either the money or your help, Mr….I’m sorry I didn’t catch your name.”

Citizen stares at the two strangers before him.
Damn outlanders, think they know it all.

Heh, 'tourists', he thought. He caught the eye of one of the heavily armed Monkeys, indicating that things could turn sour. The Monkey stared back at him, before dropping it's gun and starting to groom it self.

As if saved by the bell a huge explosion shakes the warehouse, causing dust and debris to rain down on them from the ceiling.

"Gorramit!" Citizen say's jumping to his feet. "Must be Tuesday." He starts off to the opposite corner of the warehouse.

Kicking an Irate Monkey out of the way he hauls a trapdoor up. Citizen glances back at the two men, now standing with weapons drawn.

"I wouldn't shoot 'em; you'll just make 'em mad." Citizen starts guiding some of the Monkey's down the hole, before starting to follow them down the steps. "You coming or what?"

More insane ramblings by the people who brought you beeeer milkshakes!
Remember, the ice caps aren't melting, the water is being liberated.

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Wednesday, December 14, 2005 2:24 AM

Quote:
Originally posted by SimonWho:

Hey Serenity! How are you doing? Fancy a drink? We have all sorts here *lowers voice* although they could do with a slightly better class of whisky.

*Serenity was drinking a rootbeer, when SW handed her a small glass of whisky, with the intention of cheering her up a bit.*

*PR walked over and took the drink from CMS.* You'll spoil the surprise.

*SW looked from PR, to CMS, a look of confusion plastered on his face. PR spoke to SimonWho.* And don't look under the tree. It's greedy. *CMS and SW stared at PR.* It's not in the spirit of the holidays.

*Bedazzled looks.*

*PR walks off, lifting the glass to his mouth for a drink.*

*Just then, TWG took the drink out of his hand. saying;* "Nuh-uh." *PR's smile dropped.* Shoot.

*Then he went over to look at the tree.*

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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Wednesday, December 14, 2005 2:57 AM

SIMONWHO

*simonwho grins at PR's "Aw, mum!" expression*

Sorry, dear boy, but good mothers protect their children from the perils of alcohol.

I know you understand.

*finishes own whisky*

Besides, we wouldn't want to make fools of ourselves on the dance floor, would we?

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Wednesday, December 14, 2005 4:27 AM

Quote:
Originally posted by SimonWho:
*simonwho grins at PR's "Aw, mum!" expression*

Sorry, dear boy, but good mothers protect their children from the perils of alcohol.

*PR's eyes flicker to Serenity.* Well of course. *A warm smiled spreads across his face.*

Quote:
Originally posted by SimonWho:
I know you understand.

*finishes own whisky*

Besides, we wouldn't want to make fools of ourselves on the dance floor, would we?

Well, it has been a while... *Rememers squared* And I think I'll leave it that way.

*PR starts to circle the new christmas tree. He takes off a ball-ball, and another piece of hanging dec, followed by tearing off a strip of tinsel.*

The ropes? Where are the ropes!

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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Wednesday, December 14, 2005 4:30 AM

*turns to SW*

Is it just me, or is PR acting a bit crazier than usual? Does he always get like this around the holidays?

So what was that you said about dancing?

Serenity, First Officer of Destiny
President of the Juggled Gosling Chatroom

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Wednesday, December 14, 2005 4:38 AM

Actually, Serenity, the time you have been among us has coincided with an amazingly long period of lucidity for PsychicRiver. He's probably just having flashbacks from last year when he was tied to a stake for Christmas, covered with tinsel, and was forgotten about until after the New Year.

Oh, PsychicRiver! Look! I have knitting needles!

* TheRealMe waves the needles where PR can see them. *

And YARN!

TheRealMe, First Officer of the Sereni-Tree

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Wednesday, December 14, 2005 4:55 AM

LOL!

I mean...that's terrible! Poor PR! You people are all nuts!

Serenity, First Officer of Destiny
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Wednesday, December 14, 2005 5:01 AM

Well, Serenity, we lacked a tree, and PsychicRiver was an adequate subsitute. He was tied to a stake, covered with tinsel, and had a star glued to the top of his head.

I was not present then. Although I understand that copious quantities of alcohol were!

That time also saw the crafting of a life-like Effigy of Ebo, since our Captain was absent and sorely missed. It filled in nicely for her. I understand that most of the crew danced with it, not knowing the difference.

It was that very statue that I later magically animated to create the Ebo Golem to replace my destroyed robot Sparky.

Ah, the memories!

TheRealMe, First Officer of the Sereni-Tree

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Wednesday, December 14, 2005 5:50 AM

Quote:
Originally posted by TheRealMe:

Oh, PsychicRiver! Look! I have knitting needles!

* TheRealMe waves the needles where PR can see them. *

And YARN!

*PR stands up straight and takes the needles from TRM.* Calm down, calm down, guv'nor.

*Sits*

*Knits*

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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Wednesday, December 14, 2005 8:22 AM

JAKE7

Quote:
Originally posted by Jazaf:
Once the tree reached the middle of the room it lifted up to the full height allowed to it from the legs Jazaf gave it. In a loud voice Jazaf said, 'Merry Christmas people! Here upon special request, I give you....The Christmas Tree!'

The tree settles down and the legs stretch out onto the floor to support it.

**jake7 watches in fascinated rapture as the tree unfurls itself. She claps her hands in unrestricted glee once it has positioned itself and the needles fall to the ground.**

How pretty!! I *LOVE* aluminum trees! I had one when I was growing up and it was so pretty when the color wheel would shine all it's colors on it...

**she looks around expectantly**

We do have a color wheel, don't we?

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MAL: Everybody's makin' a fuss.

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Wednesday, December 14, 2005 8:41 AM

*CMS decides that while the tree is very pretty, it looks like something out of Charlie Brown's Christmas, all cold and metal, so she heads over to her Serenigarden and comes back with her arms full of pine boughs, holly branches, bunches of cinnamon and rosemary, fruits and berries.*

Anyone want to help me decorate it?

Serenity, First Officer of Destiny
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Wednesday, December 14, 2005 9:56 AM

RAT

Sure, just let me get the Cilantro!

Acquisitions Officer - SereniTREE

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Wednesday, December 14, 2005 10:10 AM

Well, of course I didn't forget the cilantro!

*pulls out big bunch of cilantro*

Serenity, First Officer of Destiny
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Wednesday, December 14, 2005 10:38 AM

*Stops dancing momentarily to rest and get a drink.*

Anything for you, Ath?

Quote:
He's probably just having flashbacks from last year when he was tied to a stake for Christmas, covered with tinsel, and was forgotten about until after the New Year.

*Spies PR sitting on the floor knitting.*

Hmmm.. he looks a bit sad. Takes tinsel and a strand of lights and decorates PR. There now. that's much better. Just like old times again.

Mai, Secretary of Unmentionables.

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Wednesday, December 14, 2005 3:09 PM

Quote:
Originally posted by mai:

Hmmm.. he looks a bit sad. Takes tinsel and a strand of lights and decorates PR. There now. that's much better. Just like old times again.

*Smiles, and then begins knitting intensely.*

*Half an hour later...* Finished! *PR hands mai some wooly mittens.* For you!

*And he leaves the second item on the chair, it's very small. But he knows it'll be needed.*

*All decked out, PR wanders over to the kitchen, and returns with a jar of m & m's. He walks over to the tree, grabs a handful of M & M's...*

Now....where's it's mouth??

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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Wednesday, December 14, 2005 6:14 PM

Thank you!

They are beautiiiiiiful!

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He walks over to the tree, grabs a handful of M & M's...*

Now....where's it's mouth??

Good question. I'd try in the middle there, that small somewhat bare spot. Only I think it only likes the green ones.

Mai, Secretary of Unmentionables.

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Wednesday, December 14, 2005 8:50 PM

BRIDE7

*Turns to Bride6.*

Come, let's find an arms dealer!

(Bride7 cannot currently receive messages from this site, also, she is ignoring you.)

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Thursday, December 15, 2005 4:04 AM

* On Boros, Bride6 examines both her arms and shivers. *

Ew!

Well, okay, if you think it's best, we can see an arms dealer, but it sounds pretty yucky to me.

Would that be near a graveyard or something?

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Thursday, December 15, 2005 9:02 AM

SAFEAT2ND

Quote:
citizen wrote:"Gorramit!" Citizen say's jumping to his feet. "Must be Tuesday." He starts off to the opposite corner of the warehouse....

Safe and Jack watch puzzled as the man ushers the monkeys, those that felt like co-operating, down a hatch in the floor.

He turns to the two men, "You coming or what?"

"I ain't goin' down no gorram hole with no crazy guy and his gorram monkeys Safe! I'll take my chances with the explosions!" Jacks says, giving the Bowler man a glare.

Safe seemingly ignores Jack. He listens intently for follow-up to the explosions. Safe turns to bowler man. "Unless I missed my mark, that sounded like it came from the vicinity of the Space Terminal. I wouldn't imagine that they make it a habit of blowing things up there, no matter what day of the week it is and yet you make it sound like this is a regular occurance." "So, what's this being Tuesday got to do with anything Mr...?".

Safe keeps talking hoping to calm the situation down. Plus he didn't like seeing their chance at making some coin go skittering down a hole at the first sign of trouble. He didn't want to let on how much he and Jack needed this gig.

"___, Citizen ___ at your service." The man doffs his bowler beaming.

Safeat2nd, Chief Handyman of Destiny

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Friday, December 16, 2005 6:45 AM

Quote:
Originally posted by mai:

Good question. I'd try in the middle there, that small somewhat bare spot. Only I think it only likes the green ones.

Good point. *Tries to feed the TREE green m&m's.*

*Grunts* Open up! Come on now!

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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Friday, December 16, 2005 6:59 AM

PR, whatever are you doing?

Metal Christmas trees don't eat food.

Would you like to help me string up this popcorn with these berries so we can make a pretty garland? It's almost like knitting.

Serenity, First Officer of Destiny
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Friday, December 16, 2005 9:23 AM

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Originally posted by CallMeSerenity:
PR, whatever are you doing?

Metal Christmas trees don't eat food.

Well you'd think so, wouldn't you?

But it had legs! I saw them.

*Gives up.*

Fine. Popcorn away! *Holds string*

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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Friday, December 16, 2005 6:11 PM

NEEDLESEYE

Needleseye heads for the amazing Christmas tree. She walks towards it, fascinated by the stringing of popcorn and berries by CMS and PR. Its silvery and so pretty. Jet follows behind to see what the fuss is, then jumps ahead of Needle and enthusiaticly joins CMS and PR with the decorating of the tree.
Caught up in the spirit, Needle gently hums some very ancient carol, learned probably from some poor soul she consumed once upon a cannibalistic day.

Tiny sprigs of holly sprout along the glistening tree branches as she sings.

Seemingly lost in the moment, from the corner of her eye she spies a hand reaching for hers. She grasps it, welcoming.

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Friday, December 16, 2005 6:36 PM

THEGREYJEDI

(it's not really cannabalism if you aren't human. Just...man-eatery. Or something.)

*Stands tall, dark, and warm in silence for a brief moment. Then he starts to hum in baritone harmony with Needle's Carol.*

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Chief Engineer - USS SereniTREE
http://tomeofgrey.blogspot.com
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Friday, December 16, 2005 8:28 PM

* Meanwhile, elsewhere on the Sereni-Tree... *

Right! Just like Monty Python! Oh, and here is something else that you have missed during your long sleep.

* TheRealMe opens a vault-like door on one of the Sereni-Tree’s cargo levels and gestures for ThatWeirdGirl to enter. He follows. Inside is a seemingly vast expanse of space with a bright sun shining down out of a cloudless blue sky onto a happy meadow. On a nearby hill is a barn. *

This is our Piffleranch. It’s where Piffle101 breeds her Piffleponies. I used my powers to expand the space inside the cargo bay, of course, but getting that holographic projector to make it seem like an outside environment was quite a task! I even had Kaylee-clone hook up some wind machines to simulate a breeze. Oh, look, here they come now.

* About a half-dozen adorable piffleponies come cantering up to ThatWeirdGirl and TheRealMe, neighing with their musical voices. One nuzzles ThatWeirdGirl’s hand playfully. Always prepared, TheRealMe hands ThatWeirdGirl an apple to feed it. *

Some folks have already established bonds with their personal piffleponies, at least PsychicRiver, Serenity, and Bride6 have. Also, I think Montanagirl has, and either Lissa or Mai or both. Everyone wants a pifflepony, deep down. Montanagirl recently helped deliver a pair of twins. They’re so cute!

Unfortunately, it’s not always safe to keep Piffle’s piffleponies and Bluefishie’s blue fishies together. We’ve had to make a separate aquarium in the water park rather than stick them in a pond here somewhere. See, piffleponies seem to regard blue fishies as something of a snack!

Now! On to the Corral of Kissies! Quite amazing creatures those, and some have medicinal properties!

TheRealMe, First Officer of the Sereni-Tree

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Friday, December 16, 2005 10:53 PM

RAT

And, they go great on rye!.......what?

Acquisitions Officer - SereniTREE

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Friday, December 16, 2005 11:07 PM

*Leaving PR to contemplate the Christmas tree Mai returns to dancing.*

In the midst of a tango-ish dance the music is suddenly drowned out by an ungodly screeching noise!!!!!!!!

What not on earth is that?!

*covers ears*

Mai, Secretary of Unmentionables.

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Saturday, December 17, 2005 6:31 AM

THATWEIRDGIRL

*she returns to the commons with TRM and spies Static looking lonely as he watches Grey* *she smiles at the pilot and sighs* Will you tell me about Soul? I know he’s not here. I know because I was not alone for a while. It made me both happy and sad: happy to be with someone and sad to know he shouldn’t have been there.

*his eyes sparkle with tears and he nods* Perhaps we should have a drink while you tell me…*he rises and goes to the bar for some hot chocolate. It is then that she sees PR trying to feed the tree. She smiles. She walks over to him, stilling his hand with her own, and places a small tube in his hands*

Try these. *she pours a few multicolored candies into the palm of his hand* Then add the M&Ms, it’s the British trees that need M&Ms, she isn’t British. *They stare at each other for a while. What did the doctor mean by ‘aw mum'…it dawns on her…her face lights up just as he realizes it too…their smiles identical…he’s my son. PR resumes feeding the tree and twg turns to rejoin the pilot. As she walks back to her partner, she briefly wonders who or what brought her future son to this time...the tall, dark haired boy looks nothing like the short, fair haired twg…except their expressions…and their behavior… he must resemble his father…she may not even know his father yet*

Thank you. *she smiles up at him, their fingers briefly touching when she takes the mug from his hand* Where were we? *before he can respond she sticks a silver bow to his nose*
*giggle* Merry Christmas.

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Saturday, December 17, 2005 11:15 AM

SIMONWHO

Well now. This is quite a predicament. Fortunately you happen to have in your midst an expert in both medical knowledge and time travel. I think we have two big questions here: who is PsychicRiver's father and why has PR been brought to this period in time?

*heads off to his laboratory to conduct experiments involving flashing lights and bubbling liquids in test tubes*

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Saturday, December 17, 2005 2:31 PM