GR RP 'Adventures In GunRunning' ACT 26 by CapnRahn

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GR RP 'Adventures In GunRunning' ACT 26

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Wednesday, August 17, 2005 10:40 AM

i DO aim to misbehave

ROWAN'S MOVE:
Location: Galley

The gunshot rings out loudly. Contained by Serenity's metal walls, the sound reverberates through the ship. Rowan can feel it in her shoulder blades even as she jumps in startled surprise.

She never has liked loud noises.

"What in the..." Realizing quickly the direction of that shot, she turns away from Zoe and follows Wash toward the bridge. On the way, she hears the Shepherd's voice over the comm but the words don't register.

All she knows is that the shot sounded like it came from the crew bunk where Reynolds is. And Damon.

EOM

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Thursday, August 18, 2005 3:03 PM

RAVENWHYTEWING

Slight snorts at the belligerence coming from Malachi. Now what was the guy gonna do?
Didn't matter.
Half an hour later, Slight is satisfied with the rigging. The box is secure.
Slight clambers up to the bridge, still panting. He takes a exhuasted sigh, seeing Malachi, cool as the Black, staring at his controls.
"Here."
Malachi turns to see Slight holding out a flatscreen. Characteristically, his eyes turn suspicious.
"It's funds. Ninety thousand plat for your troubles so far. I'll triple that once we get to New Hokkaido."
Slight turns to leave, then looks over his shoulder. Malachi is holding his wound sourly. Slight grimaces. "Look, I didn't like that anymore than you did. See," he lifted his shirt to reveal a swelling below his ribcage, identical is size and shape to Malachi's wound, "I felt it as much as you. I've just got more. . .mileage. I already know that story about your siblings is fake. I don't know nor care who showed you how to overlay memories like that. I don't know as much as I claimed. So right now it's up to you. I'd offer to just take the Fury, but my. . .former colleagues have probably already gotten word. I'd get three, maybe four days before every Alliance ship in the quad starts diggin' real deep, dongma? We run into trouble, I think you can figure a way out." He flashes a weak grin, and waits for a reply with baited breath. He isn't lying. Then he decides to make one more little compensation. "You want, you can poke around the Fury. Find some toys you might want."

Our scars remind us/That the past is real

I'm awake/But my world is half asleep.

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Friday, August 19, 2005 2:37 AM

MERZEDESTROY

MERZ move

LOCATION - GALLEY

ROWAN
“The break is yours this time. Call me over if you’ve got questions.”

ROWAN moves away and MERZ drops her attention to the game. Cue in hand she circles the table once, setting the balls positions in her head, and deciding on a first move. As much as she is able, she drives the presence of the others in the room to the back of her conscious thought, unable to banish them altogether. For her, that is still quite a trick. First shot taken, MERZ proceeds around the table, dropping balls as fast as she can set up. WASH notices something and moves off about her third shot, she notes him leaving without shifting her concentration at all. And then about the time of her fifth shot …

MERZ cannot mistake the sound of a gunshot, in such small quarters as Serenity. Nor the smell of bullet propellant. Nor fresh-spilled blood. Stopped in mid-stride she raises her head, turned towards the door to the crew quarters and inhales.

She turns towards the door, and in a subtle motion, the cue in her hand goes from tool to weapon, just in the way it is being held. She steps towards the door.

BOOK (Over the intercom ...)
“What’s going on? Is everyone all right?”

MERZ just exits the door without speech.

EOM

Once you pull the pin, Mr. Handgrenade is no longer your friend.

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Wednesday, September 7, 2005 11:12 AM

DECOY

Wash’s Move:
Location – Bridge

(Wash, with a glazed, dazed, and crazed look in his eye, steps onto the bridge, chocolate bar firmly in hand.)

(River says to Book): “Chaos theory”, (and Wash simply replies): “I was going to ask what’s cooking, so I guess I’ll ask what’s shaking instead.”

(Wash stalls out at this point, and leans up against the power conduit door, just inside the bridge airlock.)

Time is a strange thing, sometimes flowing, sometimes stopped, and sometimes backed up… Plunger anyone? And, oh- 21:37:30 AMT (09:37:30 PM)

- EOM -

Decoy, they make me go first.

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Saturday, October 22, 2005 2:34 AM

DECOY

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Tuesday, November 15, 2005 7:58 AM

RAVENWHYTEWING

OOC: You do what you gotta. . .

Slights move:

Slight straps in the Blue Fury. With one look past his shoulder, he sets the course for New Hokkaido.
Behind him, Malachi's ship locks onto his tradjectory. Down in the cargo, lcoked down and drugged with as many sedatives as the ship contained, sat Bolo. He hadn't woken up yet, and Slight had no idea when he would. Could be days, could be seconds. He had to get to Hokkaido, and now.
Slight smiles at the thought. New Hokkaido. It's been too long.

>Placeholder<

"Wasn't about you, Jayne. It was about what they needed."
"Don't make no sense." -Jaynestown

We're still flying. It' not much. . . It's enough.

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Monday, March 5, 2007 7:00 PM

CAPNRAHN

WILL BE CONTINUED!!!!

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