Sereni-Tree: Boros cliffhanger, engaging paramours by cozen

On the Ocean Cloud:

"Actually, Jadehand, my plan requires that I be me! And if Safe, Jack, and the Brides can get into space somehow, we might just be able to pick them up without re-entry."

TheRealMe reaches up, and a dot of light appears at his fingertip. It expands to become a small dimensional portal, a ring of fire surrounding a dark void, about a hand-span across.

"Hello, Bride6? Bride7? Safe? Jack? This is Me. Can you hear me?"

TheRealMe, First Officer of the Sereni-Tree

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Sunday, February 26, 2006 4:21 PM

On Boros:

As Safe, Jack, Citizen, Bride6, and Bride7 are making their way to the hanger, a spot of light appears nearby. It expands into what some recognize as a dimensional portal of TheRealMe. TheRealMe's voice comes through like a distant echo:

"Hello, Bride6? Bride7? Safe? Jack? This is Me. Can you hear me?"

Bride6 laughs. "Hi, You!"

"Ah, good! You ARE there! It would be most convenient to us if you could make it into space, but we could probably make it down to you. What is your location on Boros?"

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Sunday, February 26, 2006 4:25 PM

CALLMESERENITY

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“All hands, we have an Alliance Cruiser staring us down! We’re trying to talk, but prepare for battle anyway. ThatWeirdGirl is in command. Jadehand, Seryn, prepare a rescue party to Boros in the Ocean Cloud, departure time in five minutes . I hope your cloaking technology is the real thing!”

Oh no!

*Serenity runs into the common room where she finds Soul kneeling on the floor. She's too preoccupied to notice him hastily shove something into his pocket.*

Soul? Did you hear? An alliance cruiser! If they board us and search the ship, they'll find me! I'm so worried!

Serenity, First Officer of Destiny
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Sunday, February 26, 2006 4:46 PM

The Man They Call Soul...

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Soul? Did you hear? An alliance cruiser! If they board us and search the ship, they'll find me! I'm so worried!

The ring all but forgotten, Soul thinks quickly. His world, once again, has gotten rather complicated. He knows that the people down on Boros need help, but at the same time, Serenity is in danger.

Soul grabs Serenity's hand. "Come with me."

They quickly make their way to the shuttle bay and over to where the Ocean Cloud is preparing to launch. Soul steps inside and waves JadeHand over.

"I need one of those name tags for Serenity. She needs to be someone else, at least for a while."

JadeHand nods and writes a name on the tag and hands it to Serenity. "Put this on if the Alliance feds get on board."

Soul steps back out of the shuttle and turns to Serenity, kissing her with more passion than he has in a long time. Grabbing the resulting kissie, he pulls his arm out of the sling and places the kissie on his shoulder. He can feel the wound beginning to close up, and he wonders why he hadn't thought of that before.

"I have a job to do," Soul tells Serenity, "But I swear that I will protect you. Put on that name tag if you have to, and just know I will not let anything happen to you."

Soul feels the ring in his pocket. "I have something I need to ask you when I get back. Something good."

"Just don't die on me again," she orders.

Soul smiles and kisses her again. "I promise."

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Sunday, February 26, 2006 5:55 PM

THATWEIRDGIRL

*twg looks at Ath, confusion clear on her face. she turns off the com*

A mole. We have a bloody frakin mole?! Who the...okay, I'm calm. Was it the baby? A new arrival? Doesn't matter. Ath go to red alert. Seal off engineering. It's the most secure section of the ship. Jet, Needle and Grey will hold the fort if anything happens. Notify the infirmary. We need Simon to get anyone in that area off the ship, the Alliance may be able to track the Ocean Cloud but they can't track the blue box.

*she moves to the controls and turns on the ship's comm*

I need the common room evacuated ASAP people. I can only handle a few people, my power can't take on two cruisers. Get to the animal park, KOL is in charge of elfin hiding. Soul, get your security team ready to defend the ship. Do not engage the enemy unless you must. I trust you Soul. I want Piff, Ebo, and BF in the blue box...Doc take care of them. Go. NOW.

*she turns to Ath*

Continue with your orders from TRM. We will complete our mission.

*she walks to the view screen, comm on and smiles*

I'm sorry, our shake machine is down. You'll have to come back tomorrow.

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Sunday, February 26, 2006 6:18 PM

WILDIGSTART

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Sunday, February 26, 2006 6:19 PM

JAZAF

Jazaf grabs his Katana and straps it to his back.
He knows he can't make it to the hanger in time so Jazaf decides to stay behind in case things go south.

Jazaf heads to the bridge deciding that that is the best place to get some much needed info.
**edited due to slow posting

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Mystery Man on the Sereni-Tree

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Sunday, February 26, 2006 10:06 PM

MYSTERYMAN

as the hangar fills with people, mysteryman boards the Nandi and gets as ready as possible for take-off. He flips the switch for the comm. link, still unsure of wheather its going where he wants it to...

Ath? get ready with the bay doors, open them on TRM's say so, he's talking with the guys on Boros, and hey, good luck.

He watches as the bay, then the Cloud, fills with more people, waiting for the moment they can get going.

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Sunday, February 26, 2006 10:30 PM

MAI

Let's go find out what exactly is going on. I'm not much of a fighter. I'd be in the way more than anything. And some of us gotta stay here and defend the 'tree. It's up to you where you go, just make your decision quickly. I'm going to go and find Serenity and KOL and the others and see that the plan is from here.

What planet are you from that you've not heard of The Alliance? Let's just say they are the uber-meddlesome government in controlof every planet from the most prestigous of core worlds to the most decrepit on the outer rim. Or at least they like to think they are.

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Monday, February 27, 2006 5:26 AM

In the Ocean Cloud on the Sereni-Tree’s hanger deck:

TheRealMe listens to Ath’s report with growing concern. “A mole?” Without saying another word, he walks out of the Ocean Cloud and over to where the platinum from the Grendel’s Find heist was stacked against a wall and secured. He concentrates mightily, and opens a dimensional portal under it. The platinum falls through to somewhere else, and he closes the portal.

He addresses everyone on the hanger deck. “Change in plan. Everyone onto the Napoleon Bonaparte. MysteryMan, you can come with us or stay with Nandi as you like. Nandi might help defend the ship later or sneak over onto the Alliance cruisers, but she will not be accompanying the Cloud at this time.”

As folks shift over to the Bonaparte, TheRealMe tinkers around in the cockpit of the Ocean Cloud.

“What are you doing?” asks Jadehand.

“Alliance expects to see a certain thing. They will. After all, I’d hate to disappoint them!” He turns toward Jadehand. “Sorry about this Cloud, though. Say your goodbyes.”

TheRealMe thinks. "Hmmm... I'll need some organic matter. Spam might be close enough." He keys his com-link. "Sparky, get back in here and load half of the ammunition from the Admiral Nelson's spam-guns into the crew compartment of the Ocean Cloud." Sparky moves to obey.

At that moment, Quincey arrives in the hanger bay, completely out of breath. As had been suspected, she is in her slinky red dress. She had been running barefoot, carrying her high-heeled shoes.

TheRealMe smiles. “Bride5! Just in time. I need a second pilot. Kindly get the Bonaparte prepped for launch.” Happy that she didn’t miss the action, Quincy gets into the Bonaparte, still huffing and puffing from her run. Everyone who is going follows her. TheRealMe insists that his large pack is moved.

TheRealMe takes the copilot seat next to Quincey. Then he opens a com line to the Bridge of the Sereni-Tree. “Well, Tuppy, if I was a clever guy, you know that I’d come up with a better plan than this. But maybe the SEP field will work after all. Proceed with the Ocean Cloud launch. Take care. Protect the Sereni-Tree anyway you have to and don’t worry about us. Don’t forget the Ether Drive of TheGreyJedi, if it comes to that, but I’m guessing you don’t want to fall down another black hole so soon. Open the hanger bay doors!” TheRealMe cuts the com and turns to Quincey. “Follow the Ocean Cloud. Not TOO closely.”

While Quincey slowly brings the Bonaparte off the flight deck, TheRealMe puts on a special set of goggles and starts manipulating the co-pilot controls. As he does so, the unoccupied Cloud responds. The hanger is depressurized and the great doors slowly open.

“Bride5, activate Rat’s shrinking technology, at maximum. That will make this shuttle about a foot long.”

Quincey finds the control, a rather large dial hidden away in one corner of the console, and twists it. From inside the Bonaparte, the hanger outside suddenly seems to expand in size tremendously.

TheRealMe touches a control. “Activating SEP field.” Ahead of them, the Ocean Cloud seems to disappear. “Okay, Bride5, follow this heading until the Ocean Cloud explodes, then give us a quick burn at full thrust along this vector, that I’m feeding your console. Then cut engines. Understood?”

“Yes,” Quincey responds. Then, “Explodes?”

As the invisible Ocean Cloud leaves the Sereni-Tree’s hanger bay, it is speared by Alliance lasers and engulfed by plasma blasts. There is an explosion. The wreckage of the Cloud becomes visible as it scatters in all directions.

Quincey swings the nose of the tiny Bonaparte to point in the correct direction. She guns the engines for just a moment, then shuts them down.

TheRealMe sighs, pulls off the special goggles, then relaxes in the co-pilot seat. “For now, we are a tiny bit of the Cloud, floating off in a random direction. But that “random direction” will let us begin re-entry in about 15 minutes. Huh! Looks like they can see through a SEP field after all. We’ll need to improve on the design.”

TheRealMe looks around at the others. “Would anyone like some refreshments?”

TheRealMe, First Officer of the Sereni-Tree

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Monday, February 27, 2006 5:45 AM

OOC:

So, who is on the Bonaparte? From what I got, there is TheRealMe, Jadehand, Quincey, Mai, LightMeDark, and perhaps MysteryMan. Anybody else?

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Monday, February 27, 2006 6:35 AM

MYSTERYMAN

from the cockpit of the Nandi, he watches, infuriated, as TRM dumps the Platinum through a portal. Fumbling the catches, he only manages to open the hatch as the other are piling into the Bonaparte.

'what the hell is going on? where the hell did you just send the shipment? What are you doing?'

but everyone is already in the shuttle, and it begins to shrink.

'oh, to hell with this' Striding towards the wall where the shipment had be stacked his kicks the unoffending bulkhead hard. A small rebellious voice in his head questions the wisdom of kicking thinks harder that his feet, plus, he probably had his reasons..

'oh shut up you'

jabbing the comm link on his wrist he only barely manages to not shout at Ath.

'Did I hear TRM saying there was a mole on board? Why? are you guys not telling me something? What has the Alliance got against you? Specifically I mean, not just the general none-payment of taxes crap...'

'...look, its me, its Seryn, I was just messing around, new found playthings. Oh, to hell with it. I'll be a while, but I'm coming up, keep the guy talking. I going of course on the whole 'while hes talking he's not shooting' principle. Lets hope he has principles'

He crouches against the wall, trying to think of something to do.
...I need Seryn back. Crap, it takes ages, right, concentrate, think, hard...

Quicker than usual, he feels things start to change, wrist and hands becoming more delicate, the skin paling and loosing the sprinkling of hair.

'Oh, who said girlish petulance never helped?'

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Monday, February 27, 2006 6:43 AM

JAKE7

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But get Jake7 in a quad laser turret, just in case. I do not believe that we can overcome that ship in a fair fight... so fight dirty. Blast off their targeting sensors. Vent garbage to make it seem like we’re injured to lure them in. Run away if necessary.

**jake7, tired from searching the Cortex was walking to the common room (for a snack) via the bridge when she heard TRM's command to TWG. She heads to the turret. She activates the Comm.**

TWG, TRM, I overheard you when I was walking by. I'm in the turret awaiting further instructions. Meanwhile, I'm continuing my search for that blasted user's guide!

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Monday, February 27, 2006 6:59 AM

CALLMESERENITY

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Originally posted by SoulOfSerenity:

Soul steps back out of the shuttle and turns to Serenity, kissing her with more passion than he has in a long time.

Serenity's knees go a little weak.

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"Just don't die on me again," she orders.

Soul smiles and kisses her again. "I promise."

*Serenity looks down at the nametag JadeHand gave her.*

Good idea! she thinks. This is just what I needed.

*As the shuttles depart, she runs off to see if she can be of help anywhere.

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Monday, February 27, 2006 7:25 AM

SERYN

gods that hurts...

She looks up, then examines her hands and feet, almost back to their normal size and shape. Oh, good, so i'm getting quicker, but also getting a headache... not a bad trade off.

Kicking off the too big boots she runs to her room. From it she retrieves the clothes she wore before starting work on the Nandi, and a Japanese style grey jacket, plain but for a crest embroiderd near the collar.
Dressing quickly and scooping her hair into some kind of 'elegant' updo, she throws everything she owns into the bag.
Running for the deck, she clicks as she nears the common room, then scoops up and puts the rabbits in their carry case as she goes.

On reaching the bridge, she composes herself, then enters.

'is there a link to the ship open?'

Not waiting for a reply she crosses and jabs at the buttons herself, then stands back as the screen blips into life.

'hello, do I have the commander there? Oh good..

her voice turns hard and uncomprimising

'Explain to me what the hell you think you are playing at?'

'Who are you to demand explanations?'

The commander clocks the crest on the jacket, and pales very slighlty. Quickly she rattles of a code, but not the one written on the wall, waits while it is verified, then cuts the Commander off,

'save it! you know who I am, you no doubt have questions, maybe a reward or two, I've been gone a while, who knows how bad they wanted me back...

here is the deal. I'll come over to your place. We can chat, maybe even have a few drinks, but to earn your lovely cashy reward money you are going to tell me who the mole is. Then you are going to send your friend away. You lot are just too excitable. But this ship is going to stay here for as long as it suits her, and then she's going to leave. You will not hinder, you will not harm. You get me?'

Despite remaining pale, he keeps up the attitude
'you don't think you are going to get information out of me do you? come on, you should know Intelligence better than that.

...but, your offer is, somewhat, agreeable. The ship can stay, then she can go about her bus...'She cuts the link.

The other cruiser starts to move away, returning to its posting on the otherside of the planet. And the first starts to manouver away from the Tree.

*takes a deep breath*

'oh, dammit. Well, I had to go home sooner or later.'
*turns to TWG and Ath, who are staring at her with many different thoughts struggling to control their features*

'I wasn't the mole, please believe that, find out who it is. You guys were so much fun, but, *glances at the cruiser* loose ends. See you again.'

She runs back to the the bay, where she overides the bridges control to the doors in a half-assed way, and opens them manually.

Flying the Nandi out as soon as she can clear it, she see's the tiniest speck of gold, almost lost on the curve of the planet, as the shuttle breaks the atmosphere. Turning towards the cruiser, She sends a last message to the bridge.

'I'm stealing your Fighter, sorry!

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Monday, February 27, 2006 11:45 AM

JADEHAND

Ok, so I'm more than just a bit curious about what's going on here. The platinum is where? and the mole is Who? How would they find a way around the SEP? Could be tech scanners..but the people watching the screens, shouldn't notice. I have an idea for mods but we'll worry about that later.
Maybe that Baby is the mole?

Well, needless to say I've more questions than there's like to be time for answers. But betrayal makes me more than just a little vengeful.

*JadeHand pulls out his nametags and begins scribbling names on several tags and placing them in various pockets.*

There's going to blood. Lots of it. Hope you guys weren't interested in making friends with the alliance.

Oh, how much can you shink stuff with that shrinking tech? Can you fit a shrunken Alliance crusier on the Tree? 'Cause I'm real close to getting us one. It just involves everyone on that one being very dead.

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Monday, February 27, 2006 1:05 PM

NEEDY

The road to Hel is paved with good intentions

Boros:

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Originally posted by NEEDY:

“Hold on” Flechette encourages, as gunfire continues to blast around them.

“I…” he starts, before gagging on the blood in his throat

“Dammit, stay…” Flechette orders, but Needy doesn’t hear the end of it, as he loses consciousness once more
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Needy opens his eyes suddenly. The bright light that surrounds him should be blinding, but instantly his eyes adjust to it, as if it’s normal.
Something’s not right he thinks to himself.
I’m… I’m okay
No pain, there should be pain
And, I shouldn’t be here of all places

Needy raises his back until he is in sitting position.
He is lying on his own bed, in the companion house
“This isn’t real” he tries to convince himself.

“No, it’s not…” a figure ahead of him calls out. The voice belongs to a woman, but for some reason, he cannot make out who it is, her identity obscured by the bright light that seems to be issuing forth from her, and her alone. “… but it is necessary”

“Wh…what?” Needy stutters, completely bewildered. “What’s going on?”

The being steps closer to his bed, her face still obscured but now the silhouette of her figure takes shape.
His visitor is tall and slim… and winged.
Needy rubs his fingers over his eyelids and looks again.
The heavenly being tilts her head and looks consolingly at the companion. “Don’t worry” she utters softly

Needy begins to breathe heavily and swallows before asking the next question.

“Am I dead? Is… is that what this is?”

There is a silence before the being responds

“You think I’m an angel?”

Needy doesn’t respond vocally, but slightly shrugs his shoulders as if to say “I don’t know, you tell me”

Just then, the light grows dim and the figure edges closer to him.

No longer masked, Needy recognises the being standing before him.

“… Serenity?”

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Monday, February 27, 2006 1:08 PM

NEEDY

The road to Hel is paved with good intentions

Boros... sort of:

“Not exactly.” The being replies

“I… I don’t understand”

“You said it yourself, you know it in your heart. This isn’t real… that is you’re not physically here”

“So I’m dreaming?”

“It’s a bit more complicated than that” She replies with a smile

“Then… what? What’s going on?” Needy asks, seemingly starting to panic

She continues to smile as she hesitates to answer

“Serenity?” He begs for a response

“I’m not her. Not really.”

Needy’s face has turned from anxious to puzzled again.

She continues “I’ve taken this form because it’s one you recognise, a person you are comfortable with, a person you trust. That is also why I have brought you here, to this place, this home of yours”

“But you say you’re not her… this isn’t real. Why should that make me trust you, trust any of this. This could be a dream, no matter what you say. Or worse, this could be somebody’s sick experiment”

“It doesn’t matter that you know I’m not her, psychologically you are more at ease with me than you would be with anyone else”

“Well I don’t feel at ease!” Needy shouts back, putting his feet on the floor and standing up to her.

“You must realise I’m here to help you” She replies softly, unperturbed by his harsh reply.

“What are you talking about?” Needy asks, getting more agitated by the minute

“Well, if you’ll remember you’re not in the best condition” Her eyes focus upon his chest.

Following her gaze down to his own body he remembers his injury. His chest is covered in blood – mostly dry now – whilst there is an unmistakable hole in his body where the bullet had burrowed its way in.

“You do understand that it is a fatal wound”

“No… it’s… I can pull through… I…” Needy slows as he begins to feel tired – his body all of a sudden feeling drained of energy.

His legs give way and he falls, only to be caught by the form of Serenity.

Needy begins to gag as he coughs up blood

“I can help you” she offers

Needy fixes his gaze into her eyes as his coughing briefly desists.

“I can help you… if you’ll let me”

Speechless, Needy can merely blink in acknowledgment.

“You cannot give up now, there is much for you to do”

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Monday, February 27, 2006 2:02 PM

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*Escorts Piffle to the dance floor. Introduces her to PsychicRiver, cuz he's worthy.*

*While somehow on the dancefloor with Piffle, PR poses for a photo with her, in which PR looks incredibly drunk but is actually 100% sober;*

Meanwhile, at the foot of the Sereni-Tree's tree...

*PR stirs and awakes to find Ororo licking his face. He giggles.* Stop that silly. *He opens his eyes.* Ororo!!

*PR grabs the pony and hugs her head.* Thank you for coming! Oh it's so good to see you. *He stands up and pats her proudly.* Oh you clever girl.

*Ororo "neighs": Patronising little twirp. Honestly, what would he do without me?*

*PR 'hears' the commotion back on the Sereni-Tree.* Oh my! Alliance? The cloud? Blown up!? And Seryn! What's she up to? Up to?!

*PR panics...* Oh dear...

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Monday, February 27, 2006 2:03 PM

Ooooh! Nice picture!

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Originally posted by Jadehand:
Ok, so I'm more than just a bit curious about what's going on here. The platinum is where? and the mole is Who? How would they find a way around the SEP? Could be tech scanners..but the people watching the screens, shouldn't notice. I have an idea for mods but we'll worry about that later.
Maybe that Baby is the mole?

Well, needless to say I've more questions than there's like to be time for answers. But betrayal makes me more than just a little vengeful.

*JadeHand pulls out his nametags and begins scribbling names on several tags and placing them in various pockets.*

There's going to blood. Lots of it. Hope you guys weren't interested in making friends with the alliance.

Oh, how much can you shink stuff with that shrinking tech? Can you fit a shrunken Alliance crusier on the Tree? 'Cause I'm real close to getting us one. It just involves everyone on that one being very dead.

TheRealMe leans back in the copilot seat of the Napoleon Bonaparte, sipping his drink.

"Oh, Jade, do not concern yourself with the platinum. It's safe. You see, when I heard that the Alliance has a mole and didn't need to do any work to get it aboard, it got me thinking. You used the persona of Heinz the scar guy to get the platinum. This is the same Heinz that is causing trouble for Serenity. I thought that it was possible that there was a bug on the platinum, so I just dumped it in one of our cargo bays. I really didn't want an enemy to overhear that we were moving to the Bonaparte. As to the rest, like who the mole is or why the Somebody Else's Problem field did not work, I have no clue. Unless... somehow they found a way to make us THEIR problem. That would completely bypass the field."

"As far as eliminating everyone on the cruiser, I really don't think that is necessary. Most of them are just doing their jobs. You would have to talk to Rat about the shrinking tech, but I know that in the past, he has carried ships around in his pocket. He first installed in on the General Lee, but the Bonaparte was created from the Lee as a duplicate. I wanted to use the Bonaparte since it is new enough that it would not show up on our ship registry."

Suddenly, TheRealMe looks concerned. He realizes that not only did he not say goodbye to Washie, but he also did not mention to anyone that the ghost of Riverclone was aboard the Sereni-Tree. Ath, especially, should have been informed.

Oh, well. He would take care of that later... hopefully.

TheRealMe, First Officer of the Sereni-Tree

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Monday, February 27, 2006 2:12 PM

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Originally posted by TheRealMe:
Ooooh! Nice picture!

(I'm just too classy!)

PsychicRiver

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Monday, February 27, 2006 2:52 PM

JADEHAND

But, I went over the platinum 5 times...oh bugger, the cases. We'll have to go over the cases when we get back, and check the status of the

baby bot 3000.
Making us THEIR problem eh? What would cause that? The Heinz thing? or something else that's going on. Exactly how many Tree folk are in hiding from the Alliance?

Well, Sounds like the shrinking would work on the Cruiser. Maybe I should go remove all the personnel? I don't have to eliminate them, could just put em on a nice remote moon somewhere, make them have to learn to survive like those they keep under their heel. I mean, I don't have to let the Reavers know where they are.

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Monday, February 27, 2006 3:28 PM

MONKEYTAIL

*Having sobered up, mt teleports himself onto the Bonaparte, lightsaber in hand*

"TRM, I know I haven't been overly helpfull or even around much in the past, but I want to help. What can I do?"

- Judge for yourself its believability, and then try to tell yourself, wherever you may be, it couldn't happen here. - Carl Kolchak

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Monday, February 27, 2006 3:43 PM

On Boros:

SR hears the voices from the street. Alliance troops are outside and soon they will either saturate the store front with enough fire and grenades to render him unrecognisable from ground meat or they will gas him such that a quadrapelegic would consider him a pushover. Even if they didn't know where he was it would only be a matter of a few excruciating hours before he would be dead. He know's there is only one more option besides eating his gun.
He closes his eye and clears his mind of all thought, all his senses are ignored and a his entire world is only the sound of his heart beating.

Scorpion Regent

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Monday, February 27, 2006 4:14 PM

CALLMEATH

Quote:
Originally posted by seryn:
Flying the Nandi out as soon as she can clear it, she see's the tiniest speck of gold, almost lost on the curve of the planet, as the shuttle breaks the atmosphere. Turning towards the cruiser, She sends a last message to the bridge.

'I'm stealing your Fighter, sorry!

*On the bridge of the Alliance cruiser Tripoli, the man smiles. It is the first time he has done so since he boarded the ship, and it sends a chill down the spine of many of the men. The man is not remarkable in any way; there are no scars, his face gives no sign of great evil, in fact, he had an almost grandfatherly air to him. Despite this, and although no one could actually put their finger on the moment it happened, every man on that crew came to fear him.

The man now turns to the Commander.*

"Good job, Commander. An excellent performance. Once we have Miss Seryn aboard, I want you to bring us in close to the Sereni-Tree."

*The commander nods his head, but the man has already turned to the young officer standing in front of the weapons controls.*

"Excellent shooting, Lieutenant Else. Once we are within range of the Tree, I want you to fire upon their engines. I do not want you to damage any other part of the ship. Am I making myself clear?"

*The man does not raise his voice, and yet it is perfectly clear to 1st Lieutenant Somebody Else that is he fails, the consequences will be most grim.*

"Yes sir, very clear sir."

"Very good, Lieutenant," says the man, putting his hand on the weapon officer's shoulder and giving it a grandfatherly pat. It's all the young lieutenant can do not to scream as the man's blue hand touches his shoulder.

"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, February 27, 2006 4:51 PM

Somewhere not Boros:
SR opens his eyes though the tiny room he now occupies has very little light accept that which leeaks around the seams of the door at his left elbow. He can hear voices close by.

"How come the Tripoli gets to destroy the Tree outright Sarge? I was hopin' to do some intensive interrogatin' on one thems female rebels."

"Orders, just be grateful you aren't bagging all those dumb boots that got waxed today dirtside, bet's twenty to you. Besides you never got any intel out of any woman you ever interrogated. So's why should you be thinkin' we would give you the chance, beside's thinkin's officers work."

SR now has a good idea where he is.
"Alliance marines," he thinks to himself "tied with Reavers for second lowest form of life in the 'Verse. Lawyers as allways taking first place."

With slow specific motions SR extracts several pieces of equipment sets to a task. The job is made very diffcult by his injury, the darkness and the cramped space.

Scorpion Regent

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Monday, February 27, 2006 4:56 PM

The Man They Call Soul...

Soul runs onto the bridge to finds both Ath and TWG there. Ath is sitting at the controls, while TWG is...taking an order?

"Would you like sauce with your chicken strips?" she asks. There is no reply from the other ship. "Aw", TWG says. "I was just starting to have fun. If only they were closer, I might be able to confuse them."

Soul looks out the viewscreen and stares across at the Alliance ship, watching as it turns back towards the SereniTREE.

"Well," Ath says, "You might get your wish soon enough."

Something clicks in Soul's mind. He turns to TWG. "If I could get you on board that ship, could you confuse enough of them for it to make a difference?"

She shrugs. "I suppose. How are we going to get over there, though? We can't take a shuttle. You saw what they did to the Ocean Cloud. TRM is still too weak to open up a big enough portal. There's no way over."

Soul turns back towards the viewscreen. As he stares at the approaching ship, his body shudders and shifts ever so quickly, phasing out of this plane of reality and then back in. "Leave that to me," he says.

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Soul, Security Chief of the Sereni-Tree, Captain of Destiny.

Mantichorus: "So is there a reason they call you 'Soul'?"
Soul (after a long pause): "Yeah. Because I have one."

http://havenofsouls.livejournal.com/

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Monday, February 27, 2006 5:24 PM

Serenitree bridge:

Ath out of the corner of his eye sees a flicker and a flash. He turns he gase towards the receding second cruiser and realises that what he's looking at is a explosion, fire and acompanying decompression of a section of the cruiser. He turns to TRM.

"Was that you?

Bridge of the Tripoli:

"Conn, communications! Conn, communications! The Killgore reports a explosion and hull breach!"

Scorpion Regent

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Monday, February 27, 2006 6:05 PM

THATWEIRDGIRL

*twg considers Soul offer*

And who remains behind to hold down the ship? Ath? You up to taking over?

Ath: Um.

That sound like a yes to you, Soul? Sounded like one to me. Let me grab my hula hoop and we can go. Ath, stay in contact with TRM. If I'm to do this many men

I can't be listening to chatter.

*twg straps her hula hoop to her back, takes a look at the vid screen of the infirmary to make sure they got away, and says a little prayer that PR is safe from all of this. She walks up to Soul...*

Shall we dance...

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, February 27, 2006 6:17 PM

KELLYOFLUTHIEN

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Originally posted by thatweirdgirl:
*she moves to the controls and turns on the ship's comm*

I need the common room evacuated ASAP people. I can only handle a few people, my power can't take on two cruisers. Get to the animal park, KOL is in charge of elfin hiding. Soul, get your security team ready to defend the ship. Do not engage the enemy unless you must. I trust you Soul. I want Piff, Ebo, and BF in the blue box...Doc take care of them. Go. NOW.

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?"

*KOL turns to the rest of the people in the common room.*

"OK, sounds like TWG wants us in the animal park. If we stick close together, I can use Narya to protect us."

Kelly holds up her right hand, the Ring of Fire glittering coldly in the light.

"But fire won't protect us from bullets, so I think maybe we should stop by the armory first on our way to the park. Doesn't hurt to be prepared. Who's with me?"

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I love my Captain

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Monday, February 27, 2006 6:30 PM

JAZAF

Jazaf makes it to the bridge in time to see the explosion on the vid screen.

Quote:
Serenitree bridge:

Ath out of the corner of his eye sees a flicker and a flash. He turns he gase towards the receding second cruiser and realises that what he's looking at is a explosion, fire and acompanying decompression of a section of the cruiser.

'What's going on?'

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Mystery Man on the Sereni-Tree

Navigator on Destiny

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Monday, February 27, 2006 6:33 PM

PIFFLE101

What's going on? Here's what's going on in Piffle's brain:

MUST HAVE REVENGE ON POSTING SAID PICTUREEEE!!!!

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Because Dancers are tough,mean...Chicas!! -Summer Glau

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Monday, February 27, 2006 6:49 PM

On the Sereni-Tree's Bridge:

Before SoulOfSerenity and ThatWeirdGirl can do anything else, a huge white furry mass pushes itself onto the bridge. It straightens up to its full height to reveal... a Yeti! It looks around, confused, until it spots TWG. Then it reveals its very long fangs in a chilling grimace approximating a smile. "AH! Dance friend need help?" It smacks its own chest, sending dust and dander floating everywhere on the Bridge. "Then Ervin help! We all help against bad ones!" It then lets loose a blood-chilling screech.

Ath gulps. "We?"

The Yeti looks at Ath. "We. Ervin, Lichna, Corbin, Hewitt, Assan, and the rest! We." It howls again, louder this time.

There are eight more of the creatures standing on the balcony outside the Bridge entrance. In response to their leader, they each let go a screech as well, which echoes up and down the Sereni-Tree.

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Monday, February 27, 2006 6:58 PM

PIFFLE101

A YETI?!?!!? Hey, TWG! If you wont take that dance, I will!

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Because Dancers are tough,mean...Chicas!! -Summer Glau

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Monday, February 27, 2006 7:33 PM

BRIDE2

There is a cough from outside the Serenitree's bridge. It is Deuce. The Yeti seem to regard her with amusement, even when she is pounding on them to get out of her way. With much pushing and shoving, Deuce squeezes past the yeti to take her place at Jazaf's side. She coughs again. "Gorram walking carpets! Yeti! Hummph! Well, Sensei, what's the plan? From what I heard on the intercom we got a fight ahead of us!"

Bride2

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Monday, February 27, 2006 7:48 PM

A man lies unconscoius and bleeding on the second floor balcony of the east wing. He is covered in filth and blood. A bandanna covers his face below his eyes and a hat shadows the rest.

Scorpion Regent

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Monday, February 27, 2006 10:33 PM

MAI

Quote:
I think maybe we should stop by the armory first on our way to the park. Doesn't hurt to be prepared. Who's with me?"

Count me in. Sounds like things are about to get very interesting.

Mai, Secretary of Unmentionables.
http://iammai2.livejournal.com

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Monday, February 27, 2006 10:43 PM

SERYN

back a little way -

Seryn guides the Nandi closer to the cruiser, the thought occuring to her that this is her first flight, and she should have been doing barrel rolls by now. bugger, I could always... But the cruiser takes control of the fighter, guiding it towards a bay instead of to the normal launch stations. pretty much as expected

She waits, patiently as possible, drumming her fingers against the console, checking and re-checking the changes she made to the Nandi's systems, and drumming her fingers some more until the fighter glides into the hangar and settles itself.

She pops the hatch and climbs out as gracefully as possible, and decends the footholds to be met by a small army of troops led by one very officious looking lieutentant.

'ah, my honour guard!' she says with false joy, knowing they are anything but. 'so where to now? I hope my suite has a bath, could kill for a bath'

'If you could come with me'

'of course yes, formalities and such'

Surrounded by soldiers, he leads her to a large room fronted by windows, obviously some kind of posh meeting room. In the distence she see's the Tree, and beyond it, the diminishing bulk of the other cruiser. She stands by the rail watching the scene, admiring how pretty all the lights are and trying not to think of the future. Suddenly the other cruiser appears to lurch sideways, the reason not apparent until a spark of fire flares briefly over one of its sides and disappears, leaving a glitter of parts spreading out into space.

A claxon starts somewhere in the vessel, and the Lieutentant shout orders at the men to keep her here.

'screw that! No way! I am coming with you, you have no choice in the matter!'

she moves to the doorway, glares at the guards attempting to stop her, 'i'm going, you can go with me or not, but i'm going, seeing as it would be terrible for your career should you harm me, you have no way of stopping me. Move. Aside.' she carries on down the corridor, following the lieutentant and her own vague memories of layouts, until she reaches the bridge.

The Commander stands to one side, nearby an older guy stands, his back to her. All around officers and crew mill, highly efficiantly, but milling nonetheless, and over their din she only just makes out the command to fire.

Almost before her ears have processed the words she is running towards the console, aiming for the man operating the weapons controls.

'don't fire!' she almost reaches him, managing to grab his arm and wrench it away from the controls, before the guards catch her, at a nod from the old guy, one of them hitting her head with the butt of his gun.
She falls, for a few seconds she sits, thinking about nothing much but the pain in her skull, then stares groggly at someone who has come to crouch infront of her. Kind of like her grandfather, but sharper, he smiles at her. Then turns to the Commander. He clasps his hands together infront of him, and she begins to get very scared.

'No, don't fire at them, I have a better idea...'

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over to you guys for that 'better idea'

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Consistency is the last refuge of the unimaginative. O.W.

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Tuesday, February 28, 2006 1:50 AM

*On the Alliance Cruiser Tripoli...*

*Upon Seryn leaving the Nandi, a few of the lowest-ranking feds are ordered to do a routine search of her, to ensure that she's no trojan horse.*

Fed-without-a-name #1: Check is clear.

Fed-without-a-name #2: Clear.

*Fed-without-a-name #1 nods to Fed-without-a-name #2 and the other two feds without names. The four of them leave the Nandi and the door closes automatically, like a mouth that just spat out something it didn't want re-entering, due to foul flavour. Inside all is quite for a moment and if anyone were around to hear it...there is the clomping sound of feet moving further away, and some sort of banter that seems to be moving with them, perhaps for company. After the moment has passed, a hatch to a secret over-head compartment slides open, and out pops the head of PsychicRiver. He looks around for a second then grins.*

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, February 28, 2006 2:09 AM

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Originally posted by seryn:
here is the deal. I'll come over to your place. We can chat, maybe even have a few drinks, but to earn your lovely cashy reward money you are going to tell me who the mole is. Then you are going to send your friend away. You lot are just too excitable. But this ship is going to stay here for as long as it suits her, and then she's going to leave. You will not hinder, you will not harm. You get me?'

...

*takes a deep breath*

'oh, dammit. Well, I had to go home sooner or later.'
*turns to TWG and Ath, who are staring at her with many different thoughts struggling to control their features*

'I wasn't the mole, please believe that, find out who it is. You guys were so much fun, but, *glances at the cruiser* loose ends. See you again.'

*PR's eyes go wide.* Oh my! Come on Ororo! *He hops onto the Pifflepony.* We've gotta get back to the tree, as a matter of haste!

*Ororo starts galloping and takes PR into Zoid's bar...*

*...a few moments later, Ororo and PR find themselves trapped in engineering!* Oh dear. Umm...okay, okay... *PR takes deep breathes.* I can do this...I've done this a hundred times. *PR concentrates and the engine room door gives a loud click, and PR pushes it open. He steps out and Ororo follows. PR closes the door and locks it the same way he unlocked it. He then turns to Ororo.* Okay, thanks for your help girl. You better get back the ranch! *She nudges PR with her head affectionately and then turns and gallops off.*

*PR knows he's almost out of time, as he quickly makes his way to the hanger bay. He spies the Nandi and rushes to her and enters. Inside, he quickly looks around as he hears feet coming down the stairs outside. He looks up and spies some sort of hatch.*

Quote:
Originally posted by seryn:
She runs back to the the bay, where she overides the bridges control to the doors in a half-assed way, and opens them manually.

Flying the Nandi out as soon as she can clear it, she see's the tiniest speck of gold, almost lost on the curve of the planet, as the shuttle breaks the atmosphere. Turning towards the cruiser, She sends a last message to the bridge.

'I'm stealing your Fighter, sorry!

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, February 28, 2006 4:09 AM

The Man They Call Soul...

Quote:
Originally posted by thatweirdgirl:

Shall we dance...

Soul nods. "Let's do this." He turns to Jazaf. "Keep this place safe." Jazaf nods.

Soul turns back to TWG and grabs her hand. "Whatever you do, do not let go of my hand." She nods. "Now, we need to get a running start."

They make their way out of the bridge and down the stairs. Turning, Soul says, "Just run as fast as you can, and don't stop. Trust me."

"I'll try," she replies.

They run, feet flying as they race up the stairs. Reaching the bridge, they run inside, heading straight for the viewscreen, TWG closes her eyes, and--

Silence. Soul watches as TWG opens her eyes and looks around in amazement. Behind them is the SereniTREE, in front of them is the Alliance cruiser; but around them is nothing but the stars.

"Okay, this is pretty cool," TWG says.

Soul grins. "My favorite part. Now hold on tight."

They approach the hull of the Tripoli, and phase through. Soul waits as they pass through several rooms before finding an empty one and phasing back into this plane of reality. They roll to a stop on the floor and stand slowly.

"Okay Weirdess," Soul says, "Now it's your turn."

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Soul, Security Chief of the Sereni-Tree, Captain of Destiny.

Mantichorus: "So is there a reason they call you 'Soul'?"
Soul (after a long pause): "Yeah. Because I have one."

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Tuesday, February 28, 2006 4:50 AM

Soul is concentrating so much on his attempt to get ThatWeirdGirl safely across space that he seemingly fails to notice the nine Yeti in his way as he backs off the Sereni-Tree bridge for his run at the Alliance cruiser. But the creatures make way for him, out of respect for ThatWeirdGirl, their "dance friend". When Soul and TWG start running, hand in hand, the nine yeti run after them, bellowing their war cries.

When Soul and TWG phase through the Sereni-Tree's bulkheads, most of the Yeti slam against them. One, however, grabs Soul's leg and is transported across space as well.

When they re-materialize inside the Tripoli, the Yeti stands and dusts itself off. It picks up TWG, places her on her feet, and it gently dusts her off, too. "Ervin help," it says, more quietly than one might expect from a creature so large. "Ervin help dance friend fight bad ones."

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Tuesday, February 28, 2006 4:55 AM

The Man They Call Soul...

OOC:

Quote:
Originally posted by TheRealMe:
Soul is concentrating so much on his attempt to get ThatWeirdGirl safely across space that he seemingly fails to notice the nine Yeti in his way as he backs off the Sereni-Tree bridge for his run at the Alliance cruiser.

Heh. Oops.

______________________

Soul, Security Chief of the Sereni-Tree, Captain of Destiny.

Mantichorus: "So is there a reason they call you 'Soul'?"
Soul (after a long pause): "Yeah. Because I have one."

http://havenofsouls.livejournal.com/

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Tuesday, February 28, 2006 4:57 AM

Eight Yeti clog the Sereni-Tree's bridge, having slammed into the forward bulkheads after failing to accompany ThatWeirdGirl, Soul, and Ervin the Yeti over to the Tripoli. They pick themselves up and look about, confused. Their eyes move from Jazaf, to Ath, to Deuce.

One of them smiles, revealing sharp fangs, and addresses Ath (as Ath is the one with the most colorful shirt). It pounds its chest. "Assan help. Yeti help." The other Yeti growl in agreement. "You say how!".

Deuce turns to Jazaf, waving her hand before her face. "Whew! Imagine how 64,000 of them smelled!"

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Tuesday, February 28, 2006 5:19 AM

"Is any body around?" SR calls out as he comes to, "I'm really sorry about the mess. You can send the carpet cleaning bill to the alliance, they are the ones with deep pockets."
He struggles to regain his feet and is racked with a hideous pain.

"AAAAAAAAARRRRRRRRRRRAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHH!"

SR loses consciousness once again.

Scorpion Regent

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Tuesday, February 28, 2006 6:00 AM