The Sereni-Tree: Life, the Universe, and Everything by TheRealMe

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she hits the ship-wide com. “Attention! We have an Alliance BATTLESHIP that just appeared off our port quarter!”

Quincey, Bride5

"Out of time!" TheRealMe turns to Sparky. "Sparky, as soon as we are out of the cargo bay, open this whole level to space and blow this container full of bodies out into space. Then secure the airlocks and release the DRDs to Jet." Then he turns to McQ, ScorpionRegent, Soul and anyone else present. "Everyone, let's get out of here. Warren, you and I are going to Engineering to help Jet get that stardrive online. McQ, get inside a metal shell so that radio waves cannot be sent to signal you. Soul, help him, please."

TheRealMe begins moving as he pulls his com-link. Then he puts it away. Quincey has her orders and he doesn't want to interrupt Jet with endless requests for status updates. After all, he'll know the details soon enough.

TheRealMe, First Officer of the Sereni-Tree

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Friday, March 17, 2006 9:50 PM

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“Attention! We have an Alliance BATTLESHIP that just appeared off our port quarter!”

Seyn jerked awake again. No clocks around, she could kid herself that it had been more than mere minutes since her eyes closed. Scrabbling through her bag, muttering, then through the suitcases. She throws up a look of thanks to whichever deity it was that looked after theives, and threw on the first clothes that seemed to fit. Then she buckled on her armguard and glove, picked up her bow and quiver, the gun that she had bought with her from the Nandi and headed to the cargo bay, figuring that TRM and Soul would still be there, and if anyone would know needed to be done, they would.

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Hodgins: Your robot reminds me of you. You tell it to turn it stops. You tell it to stop it turns. You ask it to take out the garbage it watches reruns of Firefly.

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Saturday, March 18, 2006 12:48 AM

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TheRealMe considers the situation. “Well, McQ, if you request sanctuary on this ship from the Alliance, then you shall have it. However, I am also intent on preventing damage or injury to this ship or its crew. For now, I suggest that you unload any ammunition, explosives, or other weapons of which you are aware, which we shall keep safe for you. That will lessen your ability to do us harm if you become controlled. Next, we must find you a Faraday cage so that radio signals cannot reach you. Two of our three regular engineers seem to be missing, and the third is conducting critical repairs to the ship. However, I have some experience in robotics, and I have a well-equipped lab. Perhaps I can perform the internal scans you requested.

"Oh, and you don't have to call me 'Sir'."

TheRealMe, First Officer of the Sereni-Tree

"Yes, sir," McQ responds, but then realizes he was just instructed not to refer to TRM in that way. "I wish to do no harm to you or your crew. Where is your lab? I shall go there and begin disarming myself." TRM instructs McQ on how to get to the lab and immediately McQ seeks out to find it.

Once reaching the lab, McQ searches for something to put his weapons in so they won't get misplaced. For now he finds a table which will have to serve for now until a container is found. He starts by putting his blaster rifle on safety and sets it down on the table. He finds a socket wrench and removes four bolts that connect his jetpack to him and carefully removes it and places that on the table as well. He then disconnects the assortment of weapons which make up his left arm but twisting halfway up his forearm. Once it comes completely off a new section slides out from within his arm which resembles a left hand similar to his right. He flexes the fingers of his new left hand to loosen them up before he continues to search himself for more weapons. Small compartments on his biceps that contained mini rocket launchers came off next, followed by some pistols which came out of compartments in each of his thighs.

Once all these items are on the table, McQ picks up the socket wrench again and starts to loosen the bolts on each side of his head that hold his helmet in place. Once removed, he slowly reaches up and attempts to take off the helmet for the first time. He looks around for a mirror so he can finally get a look at what the Alliance left him with in terms of human facial features. McQ finds a mirror near a small sink and takes a deep breath before looking into it. "Well, let's take a look," he says out loud to himself.

He steps in front of the mirror and at first glance he lets out a sigh of disappointment. Much like in the movie Robocop, most of McQ's facial features (left eye, nose, lips, cheeks and chin) were intact, yet his head was encased in a metallic plating. His ears were replaced with small round circles that resembled telephone receivers and his right eye had been replaced with a robotic red eye. His vision without the visor of the helmet slightly distorting it, was half normal (human) and half mechanical (as like how the Terminator would see things). Metal plating came down the right side of his head, around his right robotic eye and over where his right ear used to be. He reaches up to touch his face with his robotic hands but can't really feel anything but the cold metal against his cheek.

"Ugh," he started, obviously not happy with what he sees. "I guess it could be worse."

McQ looks down at his helmet which he put in the sink and noticed a small probe on the back of it, yet on the inside of the helmet. It wasn't much bigger than a shirt button and had a green light on it. McQ attempted to pull it out and realized it was indeed a tracking device. "I knew it," he said to himself and crushed the tracking device in his hand. He decided the best thing to do now was wait for TRM to come and run some scans on him to be sure there weren't more of those devices within his body. He found a chair that seems strong enough to support his big, bulky metallic body and took a seat.

"Now I wait."

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Saturday, March 18, 2006 1:11 AM

MAI

*in a deep, fitful, sleep dreams take over*

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he opens his eyes to find himself floating in a dark maelstrom, an amalgamut of dark, sickly gray and infinite black malice. but there is light. he turns to it, begins willing his way towards it, inching. the light is new but familiar, refreshing. he longs for it, hearing its almost-whispers, it's seeming promise of his own completion.

*finds herself adorned in a robe dress of grey and black walking through a dark, eerily silent grove of trees*

Instead of feeling frightened or lost she moves quickly down a narrow path that seems never ending. Hearing footsteps, she turns uses her power to illuminate the dark. Standing there a familiar but more sullen figure.

"I knew I'd find you here" she says smiling and holding out a hand.

*an ominous rustling in the surrounding forest sounds*

"We must go. We aren't welcome in this place."

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his outstretched hand, straining towards her, tingles as it comes nigh. he can feel the warmth emanating from her, the joy spreading to-
pain wracks his body. incomprehensible noise nearly blasts his consciousness from him as the light - his longing and his desire, his hope - is snuffed out, collapsing in on itself as a nova, like that now exploding pain and loss and suffering ten-fold through him.

The tips of their fingers barely graze one another and just as suddenly as he appeared he is gone.

Now the fear pours through her. She tries to run back, but finds she cannot move. She tries to scream, but there is no sound.

~In the infirmary~
*still sleeping seemingly peaceful, until her heart begins to race as she struggles to come out of the nightmare that won't let her go.

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OOC I just saw "The Village" for the first time last week, so I couldn't get that whole creepy thing in the woods idea out of my mind.

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

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Saturday, March 18, 2006 4:31 AM

N0SKILLZ

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Originally posted by Aprilise:

Ghost broke the silence that had decended upon the room by cautiously walking over to the man and tugging him over to the food.

“She wants you to help.” Shadow said seeing the confused look on the newcomers face.

April (AKA Ghost and Shadow)

*N0Skillz follows the tugging Ghost, and decides to help pick up the mess that he had partially ben responsible for. As he finishes he sees Kelly pulling the finished lembas outta the oven*

"Those do look good" he said as he reached for a cookie, only to get his hand slapped away,

"Oww." he said sarcastically.

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That accomplished, she hits the ship-wide com. “Attention! We have an Alliance BATTLESHIP that just appeared off our port quarter!”

"Son of a... "he starts to say, as he remembers the children, he sighs "Biscuit?"

Turning to rush outta the room, N0Skillz manages to grab two lembas and walk outta the room as Shadow drops into stride behind him. N0S tosses Shadow one of the lembas, which the cat catches in his mouth, as he snacks on his.

'Gotta find Soul, I have no idea where any of the ships defenses are or if they need to be manned.' He thinks to himself as he strolls towards the hanger that he thought Soul was in.

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RAF Lakenheath
Security Deputy of the Sereni-Tree

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Saturday, March 18, 2006 4:53 AM

JADEHAND

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“Attention! We have an Alliance BATTLESHIP that just appeared off our port quarter!”

*JadeHand stirs from sleep, and quickly realizes the announcement was real as he gazes out of the window by his bed*

"

...... they really need to call ahead next time. Give a bit more notice, proper welcome......"

*He quickly pulls some pants on, and thinks "must be a holiday.", then pulls a t-shirt over his head as he grabs his bag of supplies. He would check the charges and ammo on his weapons, but he doubts this will be a stand up fight. He pulls on his boots and hits the door at a jog to see if there's anything he can do to help get the tree moving faster.*

"......I'm with the standard 'run and hide' scenario..."

As he heads towards the common room, the doors open in front of him...

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Saturday, March 18, 2006 6:37 AM

ITSAWASH

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Originally posted by McQ:
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TheRealMe considers the situation. “Well, McQ, if you request sanctuary on this ship from the Alliance, then you shall have it. However, I am also intent on preventing damage or injury to this ship or its crew. For now, I suggest that you unload any ammunition, explosives, or other weapons of which you are aware, which we shall keep safe for you. That will lessen your ability to do us harm if you become controlled. Next, we must find you a Faraday cage so that radio signals cannot reach you. Two of our three regular engineers seem to be missing, and the third is conducting critical repairs to the ship. However, I have some experience in robotics, and I have a well-equipped lab. Perhaps I can perform the internal scans you requested.

"Oh, and you don't have to call me 'Sir'."

TheRealMe, First Officer of the Sereni-Tree

"Yes, sir," McQ responds, but then realizes he was just instructed not to refer to TRM in that way. "I wish to do no harm to you or your crew. Where is your lab? I shall go there and begin disarming myself." TRM instructs McQ on how to get to the lab and immediately McQ seeks out to find it.

Once reaching the lab, McQ searches for something to put his weapons in so they won't get misplaced. For now he finds a table which will have to serve for now until a container is found. He starts by putting his blaster rifle on safety and sets it down on the table. He finds a socket wrench and removes four bolts that connect his jetpack to him and carefully removes it and places that on the table as well. He then disconnects the assortment of weapons which make up his left arm but twisting halfway up his forearm. Once it comes completely off a new section slides out from within his arm which resembles a left hand similar to his right. He flexes the fingers of his new left hand to loosen them up before he continues to search himself for more weapons. Small compartments on his biceps that contained mini rocket launchers came off next, followed by some pistols which came out of compartments in each of his thighs.

Once all these items are on the table, McQ picks up the socket wrench again and starts to loosen the bolts on each side of his head that hold his helmet in place. Once removed, he slowly reaches up and attempts to take off the helmet for the first time. He looks around for a mirror so he can finally get a look at what the Alliance left him with in terms of human facial features. McQ finds a mirror near a small sink and takes a deep breath before looking into it. "Well, let's take a look," he says out loud to himself.

He steps in front of the mirror and at first glance he lets out a sigh of disappointment. Much like in the movie Robocop, most of McQ's facial features (left eye, nose, lips, cheeks and chin) were intact, yet his head was encased in a metallic plating. His ears were replaced with small round circles that resembled telephone receivers and his right eye had been replaced with a robotic red eye. His vision without the visor of the helmet slightly distorting it, was half normal (human) and half mechanical (as like how the Terminator would see things). Metal plating came down the right side of his head, around his right robotic eye and over where his right ear used to be. He reaches up to touch his face with his robotic hands but can't really feel anything but the cold metal against his cheek.

"Ugh," he started, obviously not happy with what he sees. "I guess it could be worse."

McQ looks down at his helmet which he put in the sink and noticed a small probe on the back of it, yet on the inside of the helmet. It wasn't much bigger than a shirt button and had a green light on it. McQ attempted to pull it out and realized it was indeed a tracking device. "I knew it," he said to himself and crushed the tracking device in his hand. He decided the best thing to do now was wait for TRM to come and run some scans on him to be sure there weren't more of those devices within his body. He found a chair that seems strong enough to support his big, bulky metallic body and took a seat.

"Now I wait."

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*Counseling duties can wait, the ship's in peril....again. "This place is many things, but boring ain't one of 'em, by god," she sighs as she heads toward the action about to descend on the common room.

On her way she notices movement through an open lab door, finds the resident cyborg detaching his helmet and faceplate. Not daring to go into the room, she stands at the door's edge unnoticed as McQ stares full-on riveted into his ravaged face in the mirror.

Almost half of him is still there, the rest coated in warm metal sleekly contoured to his skull and maxillofacial area. She detects a smile as the corners of his lips pull upward. Entering the room then, Wash approaches his back slowly as he finds a glowing button-like object and crushes it with satisfaction. He turns, sits heavily, and says it's time now to wait.

Looking up at last, the cyborg sees Washie before him and actually jumps in his seat, metallic parts jingling almost musically. She touches the metal coating the side of his face and head, one of his hands coming up to stop her, but instead hovering an inch from her questing hand.

From the metal portion, she slides her fingertips onto the intact skin of his cheek, down his jaw and over his mouth. "Hello, Handsome," she tells him smiling.

Not buying her judgment of his looks, he takes time instead to flinch as her palm sweeps up and crosses the red lit robotic eye, his vision involuntarily scanning the bones and tissue in her hand. "Good bone structure," he mutters, "long and strong metacarpals, and the carpals are thicker than normal, enhanced, I believe."

"Might have something to do with the fighting I've done with them lately, although I dunno how any enhancements could happen so fast. I'll look into it later."

"Well, from what my systems processed about your energy gathering and dispersement laying hell on the feds back in the common room, your bone structure would have needed to shore up quick or else shatter leaving you a boneless chicken from the shoulders down."

Laughing, Washie decides counseling time is over, action about to descend on the half-cleaned up common area.

"You want to stay here and wait for TRM, Babe, you're welcome to, but from what I know about him it'll be a long cold wait." She stepped toward the door, looking back over her shoulder at him. "But I don't know if I'm cleared of threats to the crew, to you..."

Nodding, Washie rushes away down corridors toward the common area to be of any aid she can. If nothing else, it could be an opportunity to try her post-Riverclone bonding TK powers, should enemies require quelling.

Pic courtesy of KellyofLuthien

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Saturday, March 18, 2006 7:53 AM

JAKE7

**jake7, who had been quietly recovering from her bout of blindness in her room, hears the announcement of the encroaching ship. She sighs heavily and thinks to herself**

Whatever happened to the days of just cruising the 'verse and checking out whatever planets we came across? It's times like this that I really miss the beach parties and fun stuff we used to do...

**She flips on her comm**

TRM, I'm heading for the gun turret.

**She flips off the comm and heads to her gun. Once there, she gets fully seated (much more comfortable now that the wings have fallen off) and gets the gun warmed up. Luckily, the guns were on a different power grid than what went down and are still functioning. She sits, at the ready for when she is needed.**

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MAL: Everybody's makin' a fuss.
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"They just float out there, sending out raver breeding parties..."

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Saturday, March 18, 2006 8:08 AM

CALLMESERENITY

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*Serenity leans over to Shadow and whispers to her.*

You'll never guess what that big cat's name is!

"Um...big scary cat? That'd be a good name for it." Shadow said without thinking as she reached across the counter to grab another apple.

Nope! *Serenity says, smiling.*

That cat's name is Shadow! See, you two have something in common already!

"I think so, Brain, but wouldn't the wings get in the way?"

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Saturday, March 18, 2006 8:51 AM

SIMONWHO

*turns over on his bed*

*vaguely hears the emergency announcement*

*goes back to sleep*

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Saturday, March 18, 2006 9:36 AM

KELLYOFLUTHIEN

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Originally posted by CallMeAth:

Also, with the pain out of the way, Ath realizes he's hungry. He decides that since there are no alarms going off, the ship can wait for a bit. He heads off instead to the kitchen, where he sees Kelly, NoSkillz, Serenity, and a pair of young girls who look like sisters making cookies.*

"Mmm, that smells great! Are they ready yet?"

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

*At the sight of Ath standing tall, KellyofLuthien nearly drops the lembas she just pulled out of the oven.*

"Ath! What are you doing?! You can't walk!"

"I think the fact that I'm walking right now pretty much proves that I can," Ath says cheerily as he snatches up a tea sandwich.

"I....okay, but let me make you something good to eat," Kelly replies, clearly flustered and confused that Ath is already out of bed.

"Nah, this'll do just fine," Ath says through a mouthful of his third tea sandwich.

Kelly looks to Serenity, who shrugs, and then notices that Ghost is hiding behind her skirts again. She lays a light hand on Ghost's head, stroking her hair.

"Ath, I have two very special people I'd like you to meet. This is Shadow and this is Ghost," she says, pointing to the two girls. "Girls, this is CallMeAth. He's Serenity's brother and a pilot! Doesn't he have nice wings too?"

Ath grins and gives a greeting as he pulls a plate of veggies and dip toward him. As he takes his first bite, an annoucement comes on the com.

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Originally posted by TheRealMe:
“Attention! We have an Alliance BATTLESHIP that just appeared off our port quarter!”

Quincey, Bride5

"Oh, go-se," Ath says, earning a raised eyebrow from Serenity.

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Saturday, March 18, 2006 10:44 AM

SAFEAT2ND

Safe continues to watch quietly from the doorway. A grin forms on his face as Nos is drawn into the fun reluctantly, intentionally or just because he couldn't hold his stomach off any longer, it didn't really matter.

Another man enters the room, wings on his back too. When he is introduced to the younglings as Serenity's brother Safe nods, that makes sense he thinks.

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Originally posted by TheRealMe:
“Attention! We have an Alliance BATTLESHIP that just appeared off our port quarter!”

Safe steps aside as Ath and Nos bolt out of the room, still chewing on their food.

For the first time, Safe feels... useless. He didn't know the ship and had no idea where to go to help.

A snippet of conversation he heard earlier, gives him an idea. Safe sprints for the ISSCV. With the main engines out, the ISSCV's engines might be able to provide a little extra boost.

Dropping into the pilot's chair in the ISSCV, Safe keys the comm. "ISSCV to Sereni-Tree, this is Safe. I may be able to add some boost. While it's not star drive type boost, I figure every little bit helps. Just say when."

Safeat2nd, Chief Handyman of Destiny

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Saturday, March 18, 2006 11:58 AM

N0SKILLZ

As N0Skillz and Shadow make there way to the hanger, they see TRM exit the hanger.

"TRM, i never got a offical tour of this ship. Where there any gun turrets or anything i should be manning? Or should i wait to see if we can get away?"

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RAF Lakenheath
Security Deputy of the Sereni-Tree

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Saturday, March 18, 2006 12:03 PM

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*Counseling duties can wait, the ship's in peril....again. "This place is many things, but boring ain't one of 'em, by god," she sighs as she heads toward the action about to descend on the common room.

On her way she notices movement through an open lab door, finds the resident cyborg detaching his helmet and faceplate. Not daring to go into the room, she stands at the door's edge unnoticed as McQ stares full-on riveted into his ravaged face in the mirror.

Almost half of him is still there, the rest coated in warm metal sleekly contoured to his skull and maxillofacial area. She detects a smile as the corners of his lips pull upward. Entering the room then, Wash approaches his back slowly as he finds a glowing button-like object and crushes it with satisfaction. He turns, sits heavily, and says it's time now to wait.

Looking up at last, the cyborg sees Washie before him and actually jumps in his seat, metallic parts jingling almost musically. She touches the metal coating the side of his face and head, one of his hands coming up to stop her, but instead hovering an inch from her questing hand.

From the metal portion, she slides her fingertips onto the intact skin of his cheek, down his jaw and over his mouth. "Hello, Handsome," she tells him smiling.

Not buying her judgment of his looks, he takes time instead to flinch as her palm sweeps up and crosses the red lit robotic eye, his vision involuntarily scanning the bones and tissue in her hand. "Good bone structure," he mutters, "long and strong metacarpals, and the carpals are thicker than normal, enhanced, I believe."

"Might have something to do with the fighting I've done with them lately, although I dunno how any enhancements could happen so fast. I'll look into it later."

"Well, from what my systems processed about your energy gathering and dispersement laying hell on the feds back in the common room, your bone structure would have needed to shore up quick or else shatter leaving you a boneless chicken from the shoulders down."

Laughing, Washie decides counseling time is over, action about to descend on the half-cleaned up common area.

"You want to stay here and wait for TRM, Babe, you're welcome to, but from what I know about him it'll be a long cold wait." She stepped toward the door, looking back over her shoulder at him.

"I don't know if I'm cleared of threats to the crew, to you..."

Nodding, Washie rushes away down corridors toward the common area to be of any aid she can. If nothing else, it could be an opportunity to try her post-Riverclone bonding TK powers, should enemies require quelling.

As Washie leaves the lab, McQ feels a little embarrased that of all those to see him "unmasked" or without his helmet, that she was the first. "I did not intend for her to see me that way," he thought to himself for a moment.

This thought was dismissed with TRM's urgent message of another Alliance vessel approaching. "I hope this isn't because they tracked me or my warning to TRM will be true and I am a threat to these people and their well-being."

McQ decided that he won't do any good by sitting around waiting and might be of more good by helping out with possibly more fighting. He picks up his helmet, places it back on his head and bolts it into place. He then reconnects his jetpack, bolting it on securely. From there McQ start gathering his multiple weapons and putting them back where he disarmed them from. His left hand retreated back into his forearm so he could reinsert the assortment of weapons on his left arm. He set that arsenal to mini rocket launcher and four small rockets popped out from each side of his wrist. Last but not least, he picked up his trusty blaster rifle an switched off the safety.

"Time to go to work," he says as he departs the lab.

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Saturday, March 18, 2006 2:28 PM

TheRealMe and ScorpionRegent run up to the vault-like doors of Main Engineering. TheRealMe’s fingers flash as he inputs the entry code and the massive door opens. The pair step inside and the door closes behind them. Jet is seated in the hovering command chair, flitting from place to place as necessary. With intense concentration, she taps on the chair’s master control panel to enter some new program. Then she looks up at the new arrivals.

“Good! Glad you’re here. We're really gorram close to being able to jump. She points to TheRealMe. You, there is a mis-alignment in the power converters leading to the hyperspace warp generator. Those have to be tuned down to the level of secondary harmonics.” She points to ScorpionRegent. “You, there is a leak in one of three plasma conduits that I haven’t been able to track down. Find it. Plug it. You guys do that, it’ll free me for more complex stuff.”

“Right!” TheRealMe responds, and they get to it.

As they are heading off to their new assignments, ScorpionRegent mutters to TheRealMe, “I thought that you were in charge here.”

TheRealMe chuckles in response. “Not HERE!”

TheRealMe, First Officer of the Sereni-Tree

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Saturday, March 18, 2006 3:28 PM

Citizen lent back in his chair and put his feet up on the table.

"You know, I never quite understand why people don't just ask the Alliance to stop shooting."

More insane ramblings by the people who brought you beeeer milkshakes!
No beast so fierce but knows some touch of pity. But I know none, and therefore am no beast.

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Saturday, March 18, 2006 3:47 PM

SCORPIONREGENT

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TheRealMe and ScorpionRegent run up to the vault-like doors of Main Engineering. TheRealMe’s fingers flash as he inputs the entry code and the massive door opens. The pair step inside and the door closes behind them. Jet is seated in the hovering command chair, flitting from place to place as necessary. With intense concentration, she taps on the chair’s master control panel to enter some new program. Then she looks up at the new arrivals.

“Good! Glad you’re here. We're really gorram close to being able to jump. She points to TheRealMe. You, there is a mis-alignment in the power converters leading to the hyperspace warp generator. Those have to be tuned down to the level of secondary harmonics.” She points to ScorpionRegent. “You, there is a leak in one of three plasma conduits that I haven’t been able to track down. Find it. Plug it. You guys do that, it’ll free me for more complex stuff.”

“Right!” TheRealMe responds, and they get to it.

As they are heading off to their new assignments, ScorpionRegent mutters to TheRealMe, “I thought that you were in charge here.”

TheRealMe chuckles in response. “Not HERE!”

TheRealMe, First Officer of the Sereni-Tree

"Fix the problem now. Take credit or blame later. We can discus command issues tomorrow, if we earn one."

SR goes to a board and in several minutes isolates the area of plasma loss. He buffers more power to the affected circuit's shields and problem solved. He notes that if the shields weaken, he can route a bypass and notes the best way to do it if/when it becomes necessary, then he goes to the fridge and pokes around for a possibility at a leftover hamburger.

Scorpion Regent

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Saturday, March 18, 2006 8:37 PM

Having reached the cargo bays to find SR, TRM and Soul gone already, She makes her way back to the common room, and through lack of any distinct action there, wonders into the kitchen.

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Citizen lent back in his chair and put his feet up on the table.

"You know, I never quite understand why people don't just ask the Alliance to stop shooting."

She throws him a funny look, which he doesn't respond to, his facing away from her and all, and attempts to sound funny and breezy,

'Oh, tried that, whilst you were on Boros. Asked very nicely, even offered them the chance at a cashy money reward. They seemed all amenable, and then it went down hill from there. It didn't end well for any of us' *she raises a hand to her ear unconciously* Though recent events have inspired me to be forgiving'

She catches sight of Ath, and smiles at him, 'kissies? Did they help? They wern't that powerful on others, but I hope they helped!'

Finally her eyes and brain catch up with her nose

'...oh my word... food...'

Two or three sandwiches later, she looks around again, and waves at the two little girls eying her nervously from behind Kelly, she thinks for a minute

'Hey, after all this is done, and hopefully we have tucked tail and escaped, Does finding a really sunny warm planet and spending the weekend sound like a very good idea to anybody else?' She looks around 'I don't know, just a weekend of really hard decisions like 'mojito or mai-tai?' sounds a mighty appealing'

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Hodgins: Your robot reminds me of you. You tell it to turn it stops. You tell it to stop it turns. You ask it to take out the garbage it watches reruns of Firefly.

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Saturday, March 18, 2006 8:55 PM

Quincey and ThatWeirdGirl are on the Bridge of the Sereni-Tree, watching the sensor display reveal the approach of the Alliance Battleship Wilkins. It is gaining on Sereni-Tree, slowly. Fighters launch from the massive craft, as do a spread of missiles.

Then a signal comes from Engineering, the signal that Quincey has been waiting for! She uses her right hand to shove the maneuver drive controls off to one side, and brings back the jump drive controls. There is one prominent, flashing control that she slaps with the palm of her hand.

The Sereni-tree shivers as its FTL drives spin up and roar to life. Space-time is twisted back on itself, and the Sereni-Tree disappears into hyperspace.

Quincey sighs, and leans back in her seat, and clicks the ship intercom. “We made it! We’re safe. They can’t track us through hyperspace! That’s impossible! Now we just have to travel a couple of days in hyperspace, and we’ll be at our destination!

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Saturday, March 18, 2006 9:14 PM

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“We made it! We’re safe. They can’t track us through hyperspace! That’s impossible! Now we just have to travel a couple of days in hyperspace, and we’ll be at our destination!

She breathes a huge sigh of relief, props the gun, bow and quiver in one corner, and strips off the protectors and gloves. Back at the table she helps herself to more sandwiches, and then pauses, and opens a comm link to the bridge,

"And that destination would be...?"

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Saturday, March 18, 2006 11:59 PM

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'Oh, tried that, whilst you were on Boros. Asked very nicely, even offered them the chance at a cashy money reward. They seemed all amenable, and then it went down hill from there. It didn't end well for any of us' *she raises a hand to her ear unconciously* Though recent events have inspired me to be forgiving'

Citizen turned around in his chair.
"That's not how you ask the Alliance to do anything!" He said. "Gotta tell 'em a bit more forcefully, then upload a computer Virus to their mainframe piggybacked on top of your comms channel."

He swiveled around again and began picking at his teeth with a toothpick.

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Sunday, March 19, 2006 7:12 AM

NEEDY

The road to Hel is paved with good intentions

Needy was a keeper of secrets. He had to be in his line of work. If clients thought that there visits were less than discreet, then they wouldn’t turn up – no matter how desperate they were.
Now, Needy found it hard to confide in anyone, it wasn’t in his nature. As a result, he hadn’t told Safe, or anyone else for that matter, what he had experienced in the bathroom of the ISSCV getaway ship.
He had been shot more than once, and displayed impressive abilities in the hangar, ones that he did not know he had… but the thing that was worrying him now was what he had become.
Was he still the same person since his near-death experience?
He didn’t have the answer.
But his body told him something was wrong. It wasn’t the wounds. It was every fibre of his being – aching, stinging, screaming at him for some way to relieve the pain. It had gotten progressively worse, and showed no signs of let up. But as he had entered the bathroom, his body had convulsed violently until he vomited blood. And not just a little. It was as if he had drank a mug full and spat it out again. Had he kept it in, no doubt he would have drowned. Drowning in his own blood certainly wouldn’t have been the best way to go out. But even that paled in significance to the clang that sounded as he spat into the sink.
The remains of a bullet... no, two bullets
The sight shook him.
It wasn’t normal. Then again, none of what had happened to him today was. But this shook him to his very core. What had he become? Was he even human any more?

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Sunday, March 19, 2006 7:54 AM

NEEDY

The road to Hel is paved with good intentions

Stepping on board the unfamiliar ship they called “The SereniTree”, Needy glanced around and took in the sight.
Would this be his home now? Were these walls all that he would see for the rest of his days?
Although he hadn’t travelled much before, with the exception of his transfer to the Boros companion house, he couldn’t imagine being stuck on a spaceship. For once, those walls of the house didn’t seem to confining.

Needy tries to ignore the pain he is feeling as the crew are greeted by a man Safe identifies as being the ship’s First Officer.
Needy is surprised when the man approaches him with a smile and acts very familiar, for a stranger that is.

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“And Needy!" TheRealMe says in surprise, "it has been a while since you have traveled with us!"

What? Needy thinks to himself. Have we met? he thinks about asking before the man passes on to Citizen standing nearby, and gives him a similarly warm greeting.
Needy certainly hasn’t been feeling himself, and it wouldn’t be the first time he forgot a face but… did he say travel with us? I never…

A shot of pain ran through Needy’s chest, so much so that it was as if the pain he had endured paled in comparison
“Not again.” He gasped, smacking his clenched fist against his chest as he bent forwards.
Bride6 put her hand on his shoulder “C’mon Needy, I’ll get you to the infirmary”

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Sunday, March 19, 2006 7:54 AM

NEEDY

The road to Hel is paved with good intentions

All things considered, the infirmary wasn’t that great a distance, but reaching the destination wasn’t the end of the matter. He still needed to be dealt with, and it seems the doctor had other emergencies to attend to.

The sharp pain thankfully subsided somewhat, but would come and go in the space of time he waited to be attended to.

Eventually the doctor returned.

“So what’s the problem Needy?”

Needy looked at him confused Did everyone know who he was? How was that possible? Was there a press release? These questions though could wait. He needed to know what was wrong with him.
After Bride6 left to give them some privacy, the companion explained briefly what he had gone through on Boros, including the weirdness that was coughing up bloody bullets – everything but the encounter with SerenityForm
The doctor stared with an intense glare, as if he was wondering if the story he had been told was as part of an April Fools joke. But the wound he had been shown, whilst looking nothing like a bullet wound, was not like one he had seen before.
Taking the companions pulse then led him to another bizarre revelation – it was not beating like it should. It was consistent, but at a much slower pace. It was remarkable Needy had not gone into cardiac arrest.

“Well… I don’t know what to say. You are a incredible specimen if I may say so… but I wouldn’t have a clue of what to treat you with… or even what to treat you for.”

“Don’t tell me that” Needy replies hastily

“I’ll keep you under observation, but there’s not much more I can do”

“But… it’s killing me”

“I wouldn’t say that. From what I’ve just heard, I wouldn’t place any bets on what can kill you...”

“The pain is killing me doc” Needy clarifies

“Well, I suppose I could relieve that with some… medicine, I guess you could call it. But its not entirely legal”

“If it works, I don’t care”

The doctor nods gently before turning to a cabinet behind him and unlocking a small drawer at the bottom. Pulling out a needle and vial, he goes on to explain.
“I don’t know if this will help. It should but… well, you’re not exactly a normal patient. Basically this will numb you. Trouble is, the pain that you are feeling, I’m going to have to give you a maximum dose if its going to help. Unfortunately this may not just numb the pain, but the majority of your senses. But if that’s what you want…”

“Give it to me” Needy interrupts rudely, the pain once again becoming unbearable.

Rolling up a sleeve, the doctor injects the serum into Needy’s arm.

Gradually the pain eases, and Needy finds his body start to relax.

“I’d now advise you to get some sleep. I expect your body requires some much needed rest”

As Seryn wheels the tired companion out of the infirmary in a wheelchair, the doctor sighs a breathe of relief

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Right. Everyone's stable. They need time to recover before I can think about doing anything else to help them. I think I'm done.

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Sunday, March 19, 2006 8:50 AM

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Citizen turned around in his chair.
"That's not how you ask the Alliance to do anything!" He said. "Gotta tell 'em a bit more forcefully, then upload a computer Virus to their mainframe piggybacked on top of your comms channel."

He swiveled around again and began picking at his teeth with a toothpick.

She pauses, one cheek still full of sandwich and listens to Citizen speak.

As he turns round again she swallows the sandwich and pulls a face at him in a silent 'oh boo to you too' but... viruses, interesting, why didn't I think of that one?

"Oh, talking of men with superiority complexes..." she flick her comm unit on

"SR, sweetie, theres food in the kitchen if you want some, tell every one you meet. They've all gotta be hungry by now" Adjusting the unit she speaks again " Jadehand? You awake? If you're hungry theres food going, come to the kitchens, spread the word"

She pauses thinks, then flicks on the comm for a ship wide announcment "Everybody? Food, in the kitchen, come get it while its fresh" and she gets up to help Kelly make lots more sandwiches.

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Sunday, March 19, 2006 8:52 AM

JADEHAND

*JadeHand makes his way onto the balcony of the second floor and puts his hand on the railing just as his body is overcome with the unusual sensation of all of his organs churning ever so slightly.*

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.“We made it! We’re safe. They can’t track us through hyperspace! That’s impossible! Now we just have to travel a couple of days in hyperspace, and we’ll be at our destination!
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"Ugh! so that's what hyperspace feels like. Well glad to be away. Not much in the mood for another fight right now anyway."

* He glances around and sees various people in the common room, Seryn wheeling one of the new arrivals, well new since his arrival here, towards the infirmary. Others relaxing for the first time in a while. He straigtens his clothing and eases towards the stairs, making his way down to the commons to see if he can find TRM. Now would be a really good time to go through those cases containing the platinum and make sure there was no tracking devices concealed within them. And deal with the remains of that DeathBaby3000.*

*passing through the commons, he spots an old familiar movie playing on the big screen. He takes a vacant spot on the couch, props up his feet and falls asleep.*

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'Cause nobody knows And so few can see
There's only beauty and caring and truth beyond darkness." -Estonia(This Strange Engine) -Marillion

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Sunday, March 19, 2006 11:15 AM

KELLYOFLUTHIEN

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She pauses thinks, then flicks on the comm for a ship wide announcment "Everybody? Food, in the kitchen, come get it while its fresh" and she gets up to help Kelly make lots more sandwiches.

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*KellyofLuthien smiles at Seryn and Serenity.*

"You know, after all this crazyness, maybe it's a good time to have a small party, just to let off some steam. You girls up for making some party snacks?"

Serenity and Seryn nod, and the trio get to work making all sorts of sandwiches, pizzas, hot wings, won tons, veggie lasagna, chips and dip, veggies, fruit trays, cookies, ice cream sundaes with lemonade, sodas, water and iced tea to wash it all down.*

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Sunday, March 19, 2006 11:57 AM

And bao! little ones, sweet delicious yumminess, some with char sui, and some with red bean... hmmm, *goes to the cupboards* Ha ha! *pulls out a wok you could almost swim in and a giant steamer basket, and sets to making the dough* And in the true international spirit... whats a party without sangria? Jadehand should have some rum sorted now as well, for spiking purposes you understand..."*grins*

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Sunday, March 19, 2006 12:08 PM

"Oh, 'spose we should warn them all as well..."

She switches her comm back to ship wide again.

"Attention all hands, food is still available, but in order to get your mitts on it you need to go put on some cute outfit and your best smiling face, and turn up in the common room in say..... half an hour? It'll be worth it guys, trust me, Kelly is cooking again. See y'all there!"

She looks over to the slightly blushing Kelly and grins again "hope you don't mind me doing that... i'm kinda looking forward to it now. This is going to be fun"

She walks back to the now steaming sugar and yeast mixture, mumbling, "well, as much fun as a bunch of tired out, preoccupied people can have, anyway. An hours break will do no harm"

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Sunday, March 19, 2006 12:52 PM

N0SKILLZ

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She switches her comm back to ship wide again.

"Attention all hands, food is still available, but in order to get your mitts on it you need to go put on some cute outfit and your best smiling face, and turn up in the common room in say..... half an hour? It'll be worth it guys, trust me, Kelly is cooking again. See y'all there!"

Hearing the shipwide annoucement, N0Skillz makes his way to a empty room, to rest and get ready for whatever is waiting for him in teh common room

"Shadow, I'm thinking that if we want some food, i better change"

Pulling a Maroon button-up shirt, a pair of blue jeans, and a brown pair of dressy-type shoes out of a his pack. Putting on everything and buttoning up his shirt except for the last two buttons, N0Skillz checks the mirror.

"Damn that took way to long buddy, I think the good nature of these people are getting to me. Look I even MATCH!"

Grabbing the 9mm and a holster, N0Skillz clips it to the inside of his pants right at the small of his back. N0Skillz walks out and heads towards the common room hopeing to get a drink and some food.

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Sunday, March 19, 2006 1:15 PM

"Naw, not a superiority complex, just I've been there done that." Citizen said turning around again. "Friend of mine, well I say friend, it was under duress, but anyway he worked on the security for the Alliance Porthole operating system, wide open to Viruses it is."

He looked at the faces of the people grouped behind him. "What?" he said finally.

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Sunday, March 19, 2006 1:26 PM

TheRealMe thanks Jet and ScorpionRegent, and then departs Engineering and goes off to find McQ.

"Very well, McQ, let's perform those scans to make sure that you are not a tracking device, a trojan horse, or a bomb."

TheRealMe leads McQ to a robotics workshop with the latest tools an machinery.

TheRealMe, First Officer of the Sereni-Tree

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Sunday, March 19, 2006 1:54 PM

Pausing in the middle of whacking the dough with a big spoon (not necessary, but Seryn studied at the Vala school of cookery) she looks at Citizen.

"You've actually done that before? Really, they're that vulnerable? hmmmm, Would it make sense to have a virus there, ready to go? Something tells me TRM would love to have that to hand."

She blushes slightly "ok, not superiority, I can be a narky so and so when I want to be"

She looks at the dough, prods it a bit, seems satisfied, stirs each of the fillings, checks the food in the ovens near her, and smiles.

They are ok for a while, i'm going to run and change lightning fast, and be back here soon.

True to her word, she runs. In her room she pulls out the suitcases and rifles through the first for the dress she had spotted earlier. Grinning she slips it on, admiring the clever use of sheer fabric and gathering and the feel of the full skirts "oh I ought to wear dresses more often" In a wrap style, despite its obvious ceremonial use, its so easy to put on even she's astonished to find herself back at the stove before anything has had a chance to boil over.

"ok, I can manage here, for a minute at least, if you want to go get changed Kelly, Serenity?" she looks at Ghost and Shadow, then indicates the other suitcase she had bought with her "here, have a look through there, there may be some suitable things"

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Sunday, March 19, 2006 2:49 PM

As McQ makes his way down the corridor, fully armed and ready for another possible Alliance invasion, he overhears the announcement that things are once again safe.

"Hmm," McQ starts to himself. "Wish they'd make up their minds." He turns around and heads back in the direction he was coming from and meets up with TRM.

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TheRealMe thanks Jet and ScorpionRegent, and then departs Engineering and goes off to find McQ.

"Very well, McQ, let's perform those scans to make sure that you are not a tracking device, a trojan horse, or a bomb."

TheRealMe leads McQ to a robotics workshop with the latest tools an machinery.

TRM helps McQ disarm again and then hooks him up to a scanning machine by placing several wires at random points of his robotic body.

"This should indicate if you have any beacons, tracking devices or self-destructing explosives within you," TRM explains. "It'll take a few minutes but it's pretty thorough."

The scanning machine beeps and hums as it scans McQ's body for anything harmful. After a few minutes the scan ends and TRM looks at a printout chart of the scan's results.

"Well, according to this," he observes out loud, "you're a well structured weapon but you're clean - no beacons, tracking devices or implanted bombs. Feeling better now."

"Yes, much," McQ replies. "I'm sorry if I have alarmed you before. I found one tracking device within my helmet but crushed it. I'm glad to learn there are no others."

TRM helps McQ get all his armed weapons and his jetpack reattached again.

"You're good to go," TRM says. "If you need anything further, I shouldn't be too hard to find." He thinks for a moment and checks McQ's scan printout. "On second though, come over here for a second."

McQ follows TRM to a small table. TRM takes a small comm link and installs it into McQ's right arm.

"Now if you need me or anyone else, just use this link, okay? " McQ nods in response. "I have other things I need to attend so I'll see you later, McQ," TRM says and then departs the robotic workshop.

McQ heads out in the other direction, but not entirely sure what he's going to do next.

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Sunday, March 19, 2006 2:57 PM

JAZAF

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She switches her comm back to ship wide again.

"Attention all hands, food is still available, but in order to get your mitts on it you need to go put on some cute outfit and your best smiling face, and turn up in the common room in say..... half an hour? It'll be worth it guys, trust me, Kelly is cooking again. See y'all there!"

'hmm.'
Jazaf absently snags a kissie and presses it to his deformed arm. The scales on his arm stand and spin into his skin which was hidden underneath. The claws thin out and snap back into Jazaf's fingers. Jazaf grunts as his arm returns to normal. It throbs with numbness for a while but he shakes it off and heads to his quarters.
'Did I even pack any fancy gear?'

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Sunday, March 19, 2006 3:10 PM

ITSAWASH

*Along with the rest of the crew Wash endured a flash of organ-quelling fluctuations that could only be a leap of the 'Tree to FTL drive. Truth of that theory born out by a ship-wide comm saying they were slamming toward safety (toward their "destination", wherever that might turn out to be,) she stops her progress toward rendering now-unnecessary aid in the common room. Uncharacteristicaly indecisive for the nonce, she stands around, pondering the need for sustenance broadcasted by her rumbling belly when she hears Seryn broadcast, "Attention all hands, food is still available, but in order to get your mitts on it you need to go put on some cute outfit and your best smiling face, and turn up in the common room in say..... half an hour? It'll be worth it guys, trust me, Kelly is cooking again. See y'all there!"

'Haven't tasted Kelly's cooking, but it's apparently reputed to be more than palatable...' she ruminates, about-facing to her quarters to seek her cutest outfit.

A scant 5 minutes later Washie is adorned in her slinkiest black dress, all clinging curves and longest blondest waviest hair in the 'verse sliding all down her back to swish FAR below the hem of the garment. Patent leather black heels complete the ensemble as she enters the common room to see a "shine" of Browncoats, many of her fellow 'mates dressed to impress.

Clapping a hand to her stomach as if that would muffle the raging growling she feels at the good food smells wafting in the room, Washie looks about for familiar faces and forms so as to distract herself from the need to consume some groceries before the proper announced time.

Seeing neither Jadehand, coz, seryn, McQ, TRM ("who is he again?," she asks under her breath, not irritated, exactly, more mildly piqued,) nor anybody else she knows wandering the floor with drinks in hand, she saunters up to a silent jukebox located near the bar. It takes coin to operate, but Washie slyly gathers electricity from the air above and, touching her slender index finger to the list of selections, sets the happily playing light-show on it's front to playing Marillion tunes until the cows come home.

"Come and get 'em, Jadehand," she sends the mental message out to him idly.

Extra energy literally in her hands, she psychically broadcasts another broader message to one and all, subliminal adjunct to Seryn's from earlier, "The place is the Common Room. The time is now. Get spiffy and come get some grub."

She receives a tenuous reply from McQ, sees through his thoughts that he's with TRM who's helping the cyborg get clearance for social interaction with the crew.

Washie also catches a fading resonance of the man's earlier shame at her catching him in the lab sans faceplate and helmet. "Ah," she says aloud, "I owe him an apology, and assurances that nothing I saw was in any way an offense to my feminine sensibilities." Nodding to herself, she walks among the assembling Browncoats wearing raiment of almost any hue but ordinary brown, her hips swaying in rhythm to a the hypnotic beat of a Marillion song about clouds.

She says, "Hi, lovely party, neh? I'm Washie, un-ordained ship's counselor on the boat. Would you care to tell me about your mother?", passing quietly from single persons to small groups, making friends or at least acquaintenances now and then by way of her smiling friendliness.

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Sunday, March 19, 2006 5:29 PM

McQ makes his way back to the common room and hears a bit of a commotion. The sounds of a social gathering become louder as he reaches the doorway and stops. He looks around and sees there's some sort of party taking place.

Since he's not programmed for social etiquette and is no longer able to eat regular food since most of his body has been replaced with robotics, McQ feels suddenly out of place. He turns around and heads back down the corridor in the direction he came from and returns to the robotic lab where TRM recently scanned him. He finds a place to sit and waits for the social event to be completed and his services are needed.

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Sunday, March 19, 2006 5:34 PM

BEAUTIFULDISASTER

BeautifulDisaster slowly slipped through the corridors and hallways of this new ship. She tucked a strand of her short blonde hair behind her ear and kept on walking. She could hear things in the distance, talking. Lots of it. The young girl walked quietly, stealthly, her feet bare. There were people here, definitely. She glanced behind her every once and a while, making sure no one was following her. None of the Alliance. She'd gotten away clean. Somewhere amidst all the chaos she had ran out, away from the people who held her captive. No way were they taking her back there, back to that place. No telling what they'd do to her next. What they'd already done was irreverable.

Beautiful heard the voices getting closer and she kept walking. Before she knew it she was in a doorway, looking in at large group of people. She froze for a moment, scared stiff. The sound of her heart beating grew very loudly in her ears and she looked upon the people.

Too late to try and get away, she'd been seen. BeautifulDisaster stood wide eyed, already shaking with fear.

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Sunday, March 19, 2006 5:46 PM

APRILISE

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*N0Skillz follows the tugging Ghost, and decides to help pick up the mess that he had partially ben responsible for. As he finishes he sees Kelly pulling the finished lembas outta the oven*

"Those do look good" he said as he reached for a cookie, only to get his hand slapped away,

"Oww." he said sarcastically.

Ghost giggled a little as the cat man got hit then walked over to Kelly putting on her best begging expression, eyes wide and lower lip jutting out and pointed shyly at the fresh cookies.

Shadow looked over at Ghost and almost burst out laughing. Knowing exactly what her younger sister was up to. Ghost could be a little con artist when she put her mind to it. She watched her sister’s pout work it’s magic once again as Kelly gave in and handed the young girl a cookie, not noticing as the girl grabbed a second quickly. Her smile turned into a frown as she watched Ghost hug Ms. Luthien, then scamper off munching on her prize.

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Also, with the pain out of the way, Ath realizes he's hungry. He decides that since there are no alarms going off, the ship can wait for a bit. He heads off instead to the kitchen, where he sees Kelly, NoSkillz, Serenity, and a pair of young girls who look like sisters making cookies.*

"Mmm, that smells great! Are they ready yet?"

Shadow looked up at the newcomer, This kitchen was a popular place, she met more new people in here than she had anywhere else on this ship. Looking for Ghost she saw the girl hiding behind Ms. Luthien again and frowned. Ghost was getting too attached, what would happen if they were sent back, what would happen if these people couldn’t or wouldn’t let them stay, then what would happen.

The sound of a new voice in the kitchen made Shadow look at the doorway to see a man, She watched the reactions of the other adults as they talked. None of them noticing the children for now.

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Kelly looks to Serenity, who shrugs, and then notices that Ghost is hiding behind her skirts again. She lays a light hand on Ghost's head, stroking her hair.

"Ath, I have two very special people I'd like you to meet. This is Shadow and this is Ghost," she says, pointing to the two girls. "Girls, this is CallMeAth. He's Serenity's brother and a pilot! Doesn't he have nice wings too?"

Ghost nodded reaching out to touch the wings only to jump back as the announcement over the com and the adults reactions startled her and she ran to Shadow. Not understanding the adults reactions. Alliance was good right? That’s what Mr. Davies at the orphanage taught them every day.

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*Serenity leans over to Shadow and whispers to her.*
You'll never guess what that big cat's name is!

"Um...big scary cat? That'd be a good name for it." Shadow said without thinking as she reached across the counter to grab another apple.

Nope! *Serenity says, smiling.*

That cat's name is Shadow! See, you two have something in common already!

Ghost stared at Serenity wide eyed as she listened in to the conversation. Shadow almost laughed at the expression on her face but quickly hid the urge and looked back to Serenity. “The cat scares Ghost. I don’t like Ghost to be scared, plus big cats eat kids and we don’t want to be dinner.”

The announcement and arrival of two more people in the kitchen made both girls nervous. Kelly noticed this and put both girls to work making them forget about everything going on around them.

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Originally posted by seryn:
"Attention all hands, food is still available, but in order to get your mitts on it you need to go put on some cute outfit and your best smiling face, and turn up in the common room in say..... half an hour? It'll be worth it guys, trust me, Kelly is cooking again. See y'all there!"

Ghost looked at the food surrounding them and then to Ms. Luthien, a worried look on her little face for a moment before she began to cry. Shadow was at her side in an instant and after looking at her sister’s face knew exactly what was bothering the young child. Standing up she walked over and stood in front of Kelly “Ms. Luthien, Ghost thinks she won’t get to go to the party cause we don’t gots nothin’ cute to wear. All we got is the clothes we are wearin’” Shadow said pointing to the dirty, ripped pants and threadbare shirt she wore and the threadbare dress that clothed her sister.

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Sunday, March 19, 2006 6:41 PM

Very tired, TheRealMe plods into the Common Room to see the crowd of people celebrating. He does not have fine clothes on, but rather the uniform he had been wearing before any of this excitement began.

He approaches Washie, and (if she allows it) he gently takes her hand and kisses it.

"I apologize for taking so very long. There was someone that you wanted me to meet?"

TheRealMe, First Officer of the Sereni-Tree

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Sunday, March 19, 2006 9:03 PM

KELLYOFLUTHIEN

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"ok, I can manage here, for a minute at least, if you want to go get changed Kelly, Serenity?" she looks at Ghost and Shadow, then indicates the other suitcase she had bought with her "here, have a look through there, there may be some suitable things"

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Hodgins: Your robot reminds me of you. You tell it to turn it stops. You tell it to stop it turns. You ask it to take out the garbage it watches reruns of Firefly.

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Ghost looked at the food surrounding them and then to Ms. Luthien, a worried look on her little face for a moment before she began to cry. Shadow was at her side in an instant and after looking at her sister’s face knew exactly what was bothering the young child. Standing up she walked over and stood in front of Kelly “Ms. Luthien, Ghost thinks she won’t get to go to the party cause we don’t gots nothin’ cute to wear. All we got is the clothes we are wearin’” Shadow said pointing to the dirty, ripped pants and threadbare shirt she wore and the threadbare dress that clothed her sister.

"Not to worry, little ones," Kelly says as she gently herds the two girls toward the door. "Looks like Miss Seryn here is nice enough to let us borrow some nice clothes for the party!"

Kelly glances over her shoulder at Seryn, giving her a slight nod of thanks. Once again, her eyes meet another's who recognizes the extreme poverty and disheveled appearances of the little girls. Kelly gives a grim smile, but keeps her concern out of her voice.

"Seryn, Serenity? I leave the kitchen in good hands. I will return shortly!"

Kelly takes Ghost's hand and picks up the bag of clothes as she leaves the kitchen. Shadow follows at Kelly's side, her eyes taking in every detail of their surroundings. With a sigh, Kelly wonders how much of her look is simply in amazement, and how much is plotting pathways of escape if things go wrong for her and Ghost. Shadow clearly has had to grow up too fast.

Kelly leads the girls to her mallorn tree. Their wide eyes at the beautiful silver bark and lush leaves are all the thanks Kelly needs from them as she washes their faces. Kelly digs through the bag of clothing and finds two dresses, slightly too big for the girls, but perfect for the occasion. Shadow and Ghost are soon clothed in burgundy and dark blue dresses, both with shy smiles to complete their transformation.

Kelly quickly runs a brush through her hair and puts on a flowing gown of such a dark green that it almost looks black. Narya, her Ring of Fire, hangs on the silver chain around her neck. When she steps out of her dressing room, the two girls stare in astonishment.

"You're so pretty," Shadow says, her eyes unable to fully meet Kelly's.

Kelly gives a delighted laugh, grabs their hands, and does an impromptu Elven dance with them.

"We are all so pretty!" she says, and leads them back to the kitchen.

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Monday, March 20, 2006 12:01 AM

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hey're that vulnerable? hmmmm, Would it make sense to have a virus there, ready to go? Something tells me TRM would love to have that to hand."

"Blue Sun MiniSoft Porthole OS." Citizen said standing up. "My old mate Billy Goats told me alot about 'em."
Citizen started sideling over too Kelly and the cookies. "He was the lead security programmer, apparrently he got lost on the way to work one day and ended up in a warehouse on Boros. Terrible sense of direction, programmers I mean."

Citizen pulled a small device from one of his many inside pockets. It had a number of Comms and computer ports on two of its sides. "All in one computer hacking and Virus infection kit. Just something I picked up awhile back from this nice Alliance Internal Security officer." He tossed the device to Seryn before turning to Kelly.

Citizen started a conversation with kelly the content of which is unimportant but it was filled with enough charm to allow him to slip a cookie in to his pocket unseen.

More insane ramblings by the people who brought you beeeer milkshakes!
No beast so fierce but knows some touch of pity. But I know none, and therefore am no beast.

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Monday, March 20, 2006 1:33 AM

MAI

Several hours later in the infirmary

*wakes up suddenly completely alert and feeling much better*

You know I'm getting really tired of all these nutso dreams! I just want answers!

*Sees the room is empty except for a few other sleeping forms*

Right and now I'm talking to myself. Fantastic.

*leans over and gives LMD a quick

and walks out of the infirmary*

Frederick is lying somewhat uncomfortably in the small hallway just outside. He lets out a small growl and approaches Mai. He lowers his head and nudges at her gently.

"Hello friend. Sure. I'd love a ride. Mind taking me to the kitchen. Maybe we can find a bit of a snack for the both of us."

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

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Monday, March 20, 2006 1:34 AM

Seryn catches the device and pats the dress, looking for pockets. "Aw crap, right"

Ducking behind a table, she lifts up the skirt, taking seemingly forever to catch all of the material "ok, maybe I oughn't wear dresses all that much" and tucks the device into the top of her stockings "these things however, muuuuch more useful than socks or tights" and lets the skirts fall.

Stepping calm and unruffled back to the stove, she hears the littlest girl start to cry, then watches as Kelly soothes them, takes the suitcase with a nod and guides them out of the kitchen.

She lifts the lid on the steamer, "alll done, right, leave the second batch to rise, and i'll take these out now. She loads each onto a little paper circle, then puts them all on a tray, and takes them out, placing them on a table with the rest of the huge spread.

Scanning the room, she crosses to one of the few whole sofas and pokes at the Jadehand reclining there. "you ok sweet? Haven't seen you, for a while, are you not hungry? " he says something, but she's already back at the table, piling a plate up high with food, and trying to work out why he's been drinking again. Going back, she hands him the plate, kisses two of her fingers and taps him on the nose ever so lightly with them. "enjoy, i'll catch you later" and she heads back to the kitchen.

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Hodgins: Your robot reminds me of you. You tell it to turn it stops. You tell it to stop it turns. You ask it to take out the garbage it watches reruns of Firefly.

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Monday, March 20, 2006 4:16 AM

SAFEAT2ND

As Safe prepares to fire the ISSCV's engines, there is a sickening lurch as the Tree hyper-jumps.

"I swear, I'll never get used to that..." Safe mutters, then powers down the ISSCV.

With distance being rapidly piled between them and Boros and the Alliance cruisers, the wear and tear of the last few days starts to make itself known. He really ought to check on Needy, Bride6 and the little ones, but he didn't think his legs would carry him at this point. Citizen and Bride7 could take of themselves, of that much he was certain.

Safe fishes a mini disc out of his pocket and slides it into the control panel. Turning the lights down in the ISSCV, he props his feet up on the locked controls and leans back in the chair. Lingering pain in his left arm prevents him from putting his hands behind his head so he opts instead from crossing his arm on his chest and closes his eyes.

Music from earth-that-was carries softly through the transport, Frank Sinatra, Johnny Cash, Dean Martin, Nora Jones.

A young cowboy named Billy Joe
Grew restless on the farm
A boy filled with wanderlust
Who really meant no harm
He changed his clothes and shined his boots
And combed his dark hair down
And his mother cried as he walked out;

"Don't take your guns to town, son
Leave your guns at home, Bill
Don't take your guns to town."

Safeat2nd, Chief Handyman of Destiny

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Monday, March 20, 2006 4:36 AM

COZEN

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Originally posted by safeat2nd:

Leave your guns at home, Bill

"Billy, don't be a hero
Don't be a fool with your life...."

*ACK!*

*Shoots self in the head.*

***
Fortunately, it's only a flesh wound.

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Monday, March 20, 2006 4:54 AM

SOULOFSERENITY

The Man They Call Soul...

Soul walks slowly down the hallway, his body finally crashing after the recent series of events. He has changed into a pair of dark slacks and a black silk shirt, and his shoes clack on the floor as he walks.

God knows we need a little R&R. He makes a mental note to schedule four straight weeks of sleep.

As he approaches the entrance to the common room, he sees the figure of a girl standing just inside the archway. The girl is unfamiliar to him, but after being on the SereniTREE for as long as he has, Soul knows not to assume anything about anyone. Still, the blade at the small of his back serves as a sort of security blanket as he walks up to the girl.

"Well, who do we have here?"

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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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Monday, March 20, 2006 5:03 AM

SCORPIONREGENT

Engineering: SR locates Jet's little fridge just as the annoucement of food and fancy dress in the common room reaches out through the PA system. He opens the fridge and finds that there is a leftover hamburger to be had. He weighs the possiblitys and chooses the burger in front of him now over the food in the common room later. He has no clothes of his own that are in any shape to wear as fancy dress and he's so exhausted that sleep will be his next priority after he's done eating. He knows that in his state if he were to go up stairs he would most likely get drunk or say something rude or both and that would be the excuse for fists or worse. He knows that meeting the crew is important, but they will be there when he wakes up and if there aren't then he'll have more important things to worry about. Burger inhaled SR washes it down with water from his canteen. He finds his pack and takes out a air mattress which he lays out on the deck. Using his pack as pilllow SR lies down and falls instantly asleep.

Scorpion Regent

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Monday, March 20, 2006 5:34 AM