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RP: Badger's Betrayal" or "Adventures in GunRunning" ACT 5

POSTED BY: CAPNRAHN
UPDATED: Thursday, January 22, 2004 03:39
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Wednesday, January 21, 2004 5:51 PM

HUMBLE


MAL'S TURN

[Looks up at River with concern on his face. Thinks to himself: "This gorram girl ain't right!"]

Says to River:"See here little miss, if your big brother is just sleeping, what's all the hubbub about? Well, things bein' equal, I think maybe we should let Simon rest a spell. Ni hao River? You aren't gonna get all loopy on me are you?"

[Looks at River apprehensively.]

END TURN.

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Wednesday, January 21, 2004 5:56 PM

TEELABROWN


______
River replies:

No, he's asleep. The voices wouldn't go away. They're still there...
______

I'm goin' to sleep, so see y'all in the monin'...

............................................................................................
"Freedom is the Freedom to say that 2+2 makes 4. If that is granted, all else follws"-Winston, 1984
Keep flyin', and remember, THEY can't take the sky from US!

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Wednesday, January 21, 2004 7:27 PM

MANIACNUMBERONE


Book's Move

Book watches Mal rush past him to the infirmary, and see's through the window of the infirmary, River looking anxiously at her sleeping brother. Deciding to see who the woman standing apprehensively on the cargo bay door is, Book walks towards her, smiling.

EM

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Wednesday, January 21, 2004 10:59 PM

CAPNRAHN


OOC : Here is my ,ove before I 'leave' ... see ya meebe tomarrow night!

Oh, since this is ALL a ... ahem ... dream, I removed my usual formatting of using italics for movement, thought etc.

Hope it helps the improve the 'readability' of my post.

LOCATION - SIMON's ROOM
After being injected by River


SIMON slips into a timeless dark of comforting warmth and blessed quiet. The drug allows him a dreamless and deep sleep.

After an endless epoch of temporal narcosis there is ...

~******~ DISCONTINUITY ~******~

SIMON suddenly finds himself in a state of suddenly painful consciousness. After recovering his sense of self SIMON looks around. He finds himself in a darkness that presses in like frozen velvet. Its sub arctic icicles digging into his clammy exposed flesh and causing SIMON to experience shuddering convulsions of a magnitude that would have shattered his corporal body.

While mustering the will to control his chimerical thrashing, his eyes begin to adjust to perceive the surreal Cimmerian Nocturne he has been awakened in.

Drifting in uneven bursts and just out of reach, SIMON sees figures hazed as if in a sullied and glazed looking white veil of smoke. He attempts to focus on any individual, but as soon as his iris dilates and lens fluctuates enough to focus, the phantom flits away further into obscurity of the crushing black.

SIMON attempts to stoically clamp down on the horrible physical feelings ... suddenly an archaic memory blazes across his cortex.

One concerning a still strangely potent psychoneurosis he had achieved when we was eight. A neurosis that evolved from the complete analysis he had made of the sensations one would experience if they awoke while in still full Cyro. T this, panic begins to cascade up through SIMON in a surge of white hot cold, mushrooming from his solar plexus to burn coldly to his extremities.

Paralyzed, SIMONs catches movement from his peripheral vision. One of the phantoms speeds towards SIMONs body. SIMON attempts to recoil, but the paralysis still has it's frigid grip upon him. The figure moves too fast for SIMON recognize any details as it passes through him. Strangely, the ascending terror is drawn from SIMON and distends from him in a sheets of blazing reds and yellows trailing the phantom. This sheet attenuates and dims until he feels only a serene calm. With that calm SIMON sight begins to clear again.

With no warning SIMONs burgeoning vision is shattered by a soundless coruscation of arrant white effulgence.

Dazzled by the radical change of luminosity, SIMON throws up a bare arm to cover his eyes. After the pain subsides, SIMON allows himself the risk peeking one eye over his arm to see ... if it was safe.

Registering no pain, SIMON drops his arm to his side. From just outside of a circle of the painful white light he observes someone in a lone Alliance Surgery Chair. The figure is strapped in with their head in a cranial clamp.

Stepping into the light to get a better look, SIMON suddenly calms. His transition from dark to light was a startling sensation. Feeling like he had just taken a hot pleasant shower he glances down at his hands.

SIMON is shocked to see his arms are clad in sleeves. He glances to his chest and finds he is in his trusty old carmine surgical smock. Lifting his hands, hands that are prepped and gloved.

He notices he has the 'sensitive tissues' gloves on, making his hands look as if already stained by blood. This usually meant brain ... at the thought SIMON snaps his head up to focus on the person on the Surgery Chair. To his mounting terror, he now sees that it is River.

RIVER
She smiles sweetly as her sweet expression is filled with a vast amount of familial love and calm sense of sanguinity. She queries:
"GE-GE!!! Time to wake up?!!!"

TO BE CONTINUED ...

EOM

OOC REDUX
We are doing a 2 parter (10 acts or so.)here are't we?

If so, and my post was good enuff for the end of the first "episode" I would suggest it is time, by post count to make an ACT 6 thread.

"Remember, there is only ONE absolute - There ARE NO absolutes!!!"

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Thursday, January 22, 2004 3:39 AM

ASTRIANA


OOC: Yep, absolutely time for a new thread. I'm on it.

You can access it here:
http://fireflyfans.net/thread.asp?b=17&t=3478

Also, we should really settle on a title:
"Badger's Betrayal" or "Adventures in Gunrunning"?

Personally, my vote is for "Adventures in Gunrunning", as it seems this story ain't so much about just Badger's dealings...

~A~

...I'm still free,
You can't take the sky from me.

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