RP: "Adventures in GunRunning" - Act 9 by DragonFlyDirector

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RP: "Adventures in GunRunning" - Act 9

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UPDATED: Thursday, February 19, 2004 07:35
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Monday, February 9, 2004 10:29 AM

DIRECTOR TEAM REQUEST

Okay, folks - We have all the character development information in, and now we come to the part where we figure out what to do with the rest of this episode, and where the miniseries is going to go.

While Ms. Co-Director and I work that out, we're asking everyone to hold off on posting to the RP thread until we're finished.

It should only be about a week. I know it seems like a long time, but figure that we're doing this around our day jobs and we have 13-15 characters who already have stories in progress to incorporate here. As soon as we are finished, we will post here and in the OOC. The second. The instant. We promise.

Among the things you can expect are a rough story outline (don't wanna give away too many secrets

), a more standardized post format for ease of reading, regular director posts (to nudge the story back if it jumps too far off the track), and a description of what we're doing/how the director thing will work.

In the meantime, we'll still be about online. We're not disappearing off into a dark corner somewhere.... at least, not without you... we may need a snack...

Frau Direktor

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Thursday, February 12, 2004 12:27 PM

GEEZER

Keep the Shiny side up

Not really a move, Frau D. "Excuse me while I have a brief interlude."

River and Thorne stand side by side in the cargo bay, waiting for the others to arrive. River idly gazes around at those things only she can see. Thorne clasps his hands behind his back, glances towards her, then away.

Slowly, he begins to rock back and forth on his toes and heels. Looking straight ahead, he gently starts to sing. "All around the mulberry bush..." A faster tempo now, and a bit louder, "The monkey chased the weasel..." The rocking gets quicker, the tune louder and more frenzied. "Monkey thought it all in fun..." With an explosive clap of his hands he leaps straight into the air! "POP!, goes the weasel!"

Landing at perfect attention, he turns and gravely faces River, who stares at him in concern. With slow dignity, he raises his right thumb to the tip of his nose, and solemnly, deliberately, wiggles his fingers at her.

River smiles, for only a moment, with the simple joy of a child. Thorne's heart melts like a snowflake in a plasma arc. This strange girl. How can she mean so much to him? He realizes he would gladly give his life for her's; do anything to protect her from hurt. Just for that smile, just for her approval. "Is this what it's like to have a daughter?" he thinks. "I could never have one that suits me more."

Flooded with this new awareness, he beams lovingly at her. Sensing his longing for such a bond between them, she, smiling, accepts it. They stand face to face in the cargo bay for a long time, grinning like loons.

"Keep the Shiny side up"

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Thursday, February 12, 2004 2:37 PM

TEELABROWN

OOC, but I needed to comment.

Very funny and sweet, Geezer! I enjoyed it very much. Course, I should be playing her, but I'm lenient. Makes me feel loved, even though it's for River.

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"Freedom is the Freedom to say that 2+2 makes 4. If that is granted, all else follws"-Winston, 1984
Teela Brown, keeper of bad typing.
"No one reads these things any way."- Bart on Blackboard

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Friday, February 13, 2004 10:19 AM

RAVENWHYTEWING

OOC, nice closer for this act, geezer. You have earned my respect as an expeert RP, and an imaginative on at that.

Everyone Dies. Someone's carrying a bullet for you, doesn't even know it. The trick is, to die of old age before he finds you.

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Friday, February 13, 2004 10:49 AM

DRAGONFLYDIRECTOR

EDIT
Strike that...

"Observe Analyze & Respond"
Motto of the A.P.E.s
Alliance Protean Engineers

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Friday, February 13, 2004 10:56 AM

FRAUDIREKTOR

Raven, I agree that Geezer's "brief interlude" (

) was lovely... but it's not the end of the act, sweets. We're still working, I promise. And you'll hear from us soon.

Frau Direktor

Ve're not disappearink off into a dark corner somevhere.... at least, not vitout you... ve may need a snack later...

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Friday, February 13, 2004 1:28 PM

TEELABROWN

Okay, a breif OOC for me. Again.

*grabs a big thick, heavy, hardcover book, and after every word Teela repeatedly bashes her head*

Brain-bash-mal-bash-functioning-bash-hard-bash-to-bash-write-bash-River's-bash-part!

*Teela returns the book to it's spot on the shelf, and walks away refreshed, even though her head hurts like Hell*

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"Freedom is the Freedom to say that 2+2 makes 4. If that is granted, all else follws"-Winston, 1984
Teela Brown, keeper of bad typing.
"No one reads these things any way."- Bart on Blackboard

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Friday, February 13, 2004 2:37 PM

GEEZER

Keep the Shiny side up

Sorry to puppet you, Teela. I really didn't mean to put my hand there.

"Keep the Shiny side up"

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Saturday, February 14, 2004 4:42 AM

TEELABROWN

No, no you did fine. The story is getting complicated, so I'm having trouble playing River.

_____________
"Freedom is the Freedom to say that 2+2 makes 4. If that is granted, all else follws"-Winston, 1984
Teela Brown, keeper of bad typing.
"No one reads these things any way."- Bart on Blackboard

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Monday, February 16, 2004 4:51 AM

TEELABROWN

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River, after Thorne's lovely performance, takes her hand, raises it up to her face, and wiggles her fingers at him. A round of laughter from both ensues.

_____________
"Freedom is the Freedom to say that 2+2 makes 4. If that is granted, all else follws"-Winston, 1984
Teela Brown, keeper of bad typing.
"No one reads these things any way."- Bart on Blackboard

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Tuesday, February 17, 2004 7:11 PM

FRAUDIREKTOR

Directorial Staff Intercom

All aktors vill please read zee OOC6 thread for important RP News und Information.

Frau Direktor

Ve're not disappearink off into a dark corner somevhere.... at least, not vitout you... ve may need a snack later...

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Wednesday, February 18, 2004 4:32 AM

GEEZER

Keep the Shiny side up

OOC: Let's crank this puppy up again! In the interest of time I'd like to take it as read that we have all assembled in the cargo bay. All except one...

Mal's Move:

[Having rounded everyone up from the infirmary/common area/engine room, MAL enters the cargo bay. He sees THORNE and RIVER playing patty-cake. "Well, at least the old man has her smiling." he thinks. SLIGHT is sitting on the catwalk, finishing his smoke. SIMON and BOOK roll DAMON in on a gurney. INARA and KAYLEE follow. ZOE and WASH are entering from the crew quarters. MAL notices the tequila smell is still strong, and then realizes it's coming from JAYNE, who stands unsteadily by the wall. The cargo bay is otherwise spotless. That ROWAN girl did a good job.]

MAL:"That ROWAN girl did a good job. Comes to cleanin' she jen duh sh tyen tsai. Where's she at, anyway?

[He is answered by a groan from outside, beyond the ramp]

EOM.

Jen duh sh tyen tsai: Really is a genius.

"Keep the Shiny side up"

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Wednesday, February 18, 2004 10:26 AM

CHANNAIN

i DO aim to misbehave

Rowan's Move:
Location: Outside Serenity.

The ship is spinning. No, make that the planet is spinning, since she realizes she's sitting on her butt in damp red clay - covered in the stuff too - under orange sunlight.

ROWAN (muttering): Wu de tien ah - forgot what kinda punch that stuff has.

Putting a hand to the right side of her head, she hisses at a sharp pain and takes her hand away to see blood on her palm. Staring at it brings it all back.

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FLASHBACK
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Jayne’s Move:
Location: Cargo Bay

After watching Rowan waver a bit, surveying a trim, nicely curved body in snug-fitting black, he reaches the quick conclusion that wherever Niska is, he can just hunker on down and stay there for awhile.

JAYNE: You gone and got yerself good an’ blended - any more where that came from?

EOM

Rowan’s Move:
Location: Cargo Bay

With a little grin loaded with mischief, Rowan turns to get the bottle she had cracked open and hands it over. She watches him sniff first, then take a long swig, but it’s the deep-throated growl of appreciation that gets to her. The curiosity about how that awfully fine hooch would taste on him turns fierce and ultimately irresistible. Leaning into him is easy and feels all manner of luxurious. Jayne is every bit as solid as he looks and doesn’t need anything in the way of coaxing. The same idea seems to have lodged into his brain too, judging from the lascivious grin he gives her right before she moves up on tiptoe, sliding up his body to find a little satisfaction. His mouth is engaging, the kiss steamy and downright tasty, promising a dark, basic kind of pleasure that makes her nerve-endings tingle in anticipation.

Then she hears something - like someone taking a hard and ungraceful fall. Turning from the kiss, she lets Jayne nuzzle her ear as she peers through cracked eyelids to see that the hatchway door in the ramp standing wide open. Come to think of it, she had gotten it open to toss out the broken glass and dump her wash water. But didn’t she close it again?

JAYNE (after another long slug of Tequila): Ain’t had a bit of tasty like you in a good long time.

He’s doing his best to keep her attention - and a fine job of it too. Jayne isn’t one to disappoint when it comes down to it. For all his gruff exterior, and unsavory manners he certainly does know how to push a girl’s buttons. Wouldn’t be anything to just let one thing lead to another - no emotional investment, no deeper intentions, no regrets. Only liberation.

But why is that gorram door open?

ROWAN to Jayne: Be right back.

JAYNE (groggy): You oughta know better’n t’get a fella revved up - there’s a word for that.

She nips his bottom lip playfully before she leaves him swaying near the rear catwalk stairs, shifting the broomstick under her arm as she makes her way back to the door. Standing in orange sunlight, she holds a hand up to shade her eyes and spots a solitary figure moving away from the ship.

ROWAN to herself: NISKA - has to be. And we let him get by - Gorram it!

EOM

OOC: That’s all I can do for now - I’m off work here in about 10 minutes, and I have a fight sequence to write.

We have art so as not to die of truth ~ Neitzsche
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Wednesday, February 18, 2004 12:30 PM

CHANNAIN

i DO aim to misbehave

Rowan's Move - SUPPLEMENTAL
Location: Ramp hatchway which is standing open. Niska is outside and on the move.
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Niska's Move:
He listens for a moment and moves off at an angle from Serenity into a small canyon.
In minutes, NISKA navigates a few blind curves in a slow walk as he assesses his options.
Lost in thought, NISKA is startled when he is suddenly aware of someone behind him. Cursing himself for a fool, he begins to turn. Midway through the turn, a hard tap on his right scapula nearly makes him grunt in pain.
Standing behind him is ROWAN, holding a broomstick with the brush end removed. She wields it like a bo staff, one end supported in her right armpit and the other tip returning in an arc from her forceful tap on NISKAs shoulder. She stops the improvised staff with the barest waver.
Time seems to stand still as NISKA and ROWAN scrutinize each other...
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ROWAN to herself: lāshî - he's an old man. This shouldn't take much at all. Can't hardly even see what all the fuss was about.

With the intent to render him unconscious so she can call for some help to haul him in, she swings the broomstick completely around, gaining momentum to strike. Aiming for his head, she swings in, only to be thwarted. Niska only raises one arm at the elbow, not fighting so much as defending, with his feet set solidly shoulder-width and he knows how to use his weight, shifting it into the blow to stop it. He turns the broomstick downward and nearly gets a grip on it. Rowan twists away just in time, spinning to drop down into a first defense stance. Odd how it comes back - she hasn't had any manner of training or practice with the bo since, well, since before the fall. Granted, the tequila has made her footing a little uncertain - but she's still younger and stronger.

She tries again, this time from the left only to be thwarted again. His moves are structured, like he's practiced some art of his own, but slow, showing his years. His arm moves up the same way as the first and he twists his wrist around the broomstick. This time he gets a solid grip, following it up with a forward strike with the heel of his hand that catches the bridge of her nose. Dropping backward as an entire star field forms in front of her eyes, Rowan hears a snap and looks up just in time to see the little man advance, an evil sneer on his face, wielding the two halves of her broomstick.

NISKA: Tell me, my dear. Have you ever truly met yourself?

ROWAN (eyes narrowing): I did once. You better hope you never meet her. She'd kick your pruney little ass.

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PRESENT
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Rowan can remember Niska's sickly-sweet smile just before he raised a hand and she saw the sharp end of one of the broken broomsticks slam down. He didn't hit her too hard, but he did it more than once and gleefully at that. Like he knew it hurt like hell and was enjoying it thoroughly. The last thing she can remember is his rasply laughter as the black closed in.

Wondering how many times he drew blood and how deep, she gets unsteadily to her feet and turns to trudge back to Serenity. Reaching up, she takes the hand hold and lets out a groan as she pulls herself up and into the cargo bay. Moving first to collect her sandals, which she left behind in pursuit of the little psychopath, she takes them both in one hand and starts across the bay, only to stop short when she looks up to see everyone else staring back at her.

Realizing she must look a sight, she raises a hand back to her brow to check the bleeding.

ROWAN (acerbicly): What? I got somethin' in my hair?

EOM

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Wednesday, February 18, 2004 3:55 PM

SQUEE

Damon's turn:
LOCATION - CARGO BAY

Damon's conversation with the shepard is interrupted when the captain sticks his head in the infirmery.
Mal: "Doc, Shepard, lets get everyone into the cargo bay for a chat. Bring the boy along too."
Mal turns to leave but Simon catches him in time to raise his professional opinion. "Captain, Damon has already been moving around too much. I don't think he should be going anywhere in his condition."
"Then put him on a gorram gurney and wheel him. It ain't like it's a five mile journey."
Damon gets to his feet and pulls his shirt back over his wounds. "I'll walk."
Simon turns back to Damon. "No, you won't. Your body needs rest. Book, help me with this gurney."
"I feel fine," he steps toward his bag, using the wall for support. He wonders if he could get away with having a gun in his holster.
"You feel fine because the drugs have kicked in." Simon steps in front of Damon and gently steers him toward the gurney.
Damon glares at the doctor and opens his mouth to protest, but Book steps up and addresses Damon. "The cargo bay is just in the next room, son, and I think you could use some rest."
Damon looks at Book, weighing his words. Their eyes remain locked in a moment of silence until Damon turns and lies down on the gurney.

OOC: Hope y'all don't mind me writn' some lines for our capn and doc. Just thought I'd do a quick job fillin' in the gap. I'm open for corrections/suggestions if anyone has a better idea for that scene.
Now back to the RP:

As soon as they come to a stop in the cargo bay, Damon sits up on the edge of the stretcher and looks around. There are at least a dozen people in the large room, the same faces he had seen in the common room upstairs. The tequila and broken glass has been cleaned up, though there was still a strong smell of alcohol in the air.
Mal:"That Rowan girl did a good job. Comes to cleanin' she jen duh sh tyen tsai. Where's she at, anyway?"
The only reply is a groan from outside. Damon looks over to see Rowan move slowly up the ramp and pick up her sandels from the metal floor. She stops when she sees everyone watching her and holds her bleeding brow.
"What? I got somethin' in my hair?"
Damon smiles at her remark, absently rubbing his wrist.

I'm not broken, in my dream I win...

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Wednesday, February 18, 2004 4:20 PM

CAPNRAHN

LOCATION - CARGO BAY
As ...

Quote:
Rowan moves slowly up the ramp and picks up her sandals from the metal floor. She stops when she sees everyone watching her and holds her bleeding brow.
"What? I got somethin' in my hair?"

SIMON
barely stifling a smirk and shaking his head in mock frustration SIMON moves quickly to ROWANs side.
"Luckily, here on Serenity {SIMON chuckles softly} I have learned to carry an EM-Pak with me at all TIMES."

SIMON begins to examine ROWANs injuries with a bright penlight.

EOM

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Wednesday, February 18, 2004 5:40 PM

GEEZER

Keep the Shiny side up

Mal's Move:

Location: Cargo Bay

[As SIMON moves to examine ROWAN's injury, MAL also approaches to find out what's going on.]

MAL:"Ni hao ma ROWAN? Looks like you was on the wrong end of trouble. Who clobbered you loke that?

EOM (and off to bed)

Ni hao ma? = How are you?

"Keep the Shiny side up"

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Wednesday, February 18, 2004 8:20 PM

SERENITYSSON

Jayne's Turn:
Jayne tries to stand and the room starts to spin. Jayne thinks to himself that he hasn't had that kind of quick blackout in a long time.

"Now I remember why I quit drinkin that gorram stuff. Tequila ain't my friend, hell it ain't many things that are..."

Jayne shakes his head, trying to clear the ringing and fuzziness. A quick smile plays at the corners of his mouth as he remember his last few moments before turning the bottle upside down. The warmth and playful teasing that new girl started was something he was going to HAVE to finish.

"Hmmm, think I best get to findin' out her name 'afore I git my foot to ruttin' deep in it..."

Jaynes turns as he hears people starting to enter the cargo bay and begins to make his way out from behind the crates.

The Hero of Canton, the man they call... Meeeeee!

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Thursday, February 19, 2004 3:07 AM

BOOMERGOODHEART

Kaylee's Move
Location: Cargo Bay

After Inara came down to the engine room to fetch her, Kaylee joins the rest of the crew in the cargo bay. Warily, she gives Simon a wide berth as he and Book wheel in that Damon fella.

Keeping quiet, she slides down to the deck between two boxes, trying to make herself as small as possible.

She watches as Simon moves up to check on Rowan, who looks to have been beaten up pretty badly. He appears to be the same Simon as always, competent and resigned to treating all manner of injuries here on Serenity.

With a small sigh, Kaylee lays her head on her knees, listening to the conversation flow around her.

End Move

BoomerGoodheart
"I love my Captain."

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Thursday, February 19, 2004 3:18 AM

ASTRIANA

Zoe's Move:
Location: Cargo Bay

Quote:
MAL:"Ni hao ma ROWAN? Looks like you was on the wrong end of trouble. Who clobbered you loke that?

[As MAL also approaches ROWAN, ZOE draws her Winchester, steps toward the ramp, and gives the immediately visible area a once over as she waits for ROWAN's answer.]

End Move.

Ni hao ma? = How are you?

~A~

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

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Thursday, February 19, 2004 4:01 AM

CHANNAIN

i DO aim to misbehave

Rowan's Move:
Location: Cargo Bay
_________________________
MAL:"Ni hao ma ROWAN? Looks like you was on the wrong end of trouble. Who clobbered you like that?
_________________________

Trying not to react too much as Simon puts his fingers PRECISELY where it hurts the most, utilizing the same uncanny instincts that all doctors seem to possess, She angles her eyes toward Reynolds in mild surprise.

ROWAN to herself: Huh. Must be doing something right. He sounds almost kindly.

ROWAN to MAL: Word to the wise, Captain. Tequila and wizened fafeng lâotou don't mix.

At Reynolds' bald look of askance, she went on.

ROWAN: Jayne and I were... doing a search. I heard something behind me, went to look, went after, got my ass kicked and my head bashed in. I mean just looking at him, you wouldn't think Niska had any kinda fighting sense at all, now would you?

Suddenly exhausted, in an amazing amount of pain even without the doctor's poking, and more in a mood to lie down and sleep than she has been in longer than she cares to consider, Rowan closes her eyes and decides to take her lumps.

ROWAN: I messed up, Captain. He got away. Last I saw of him was in that canyon off our right bow.

EOM

fafeng lâotou = crazy old geezer

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Thursday, February 19, 2004 4:22 AM

CIARA

Inara's turn

LOCATION: CARGO BAY

Inara winces in sympathy for Rowan as Simon prods her bleeding forehead. The poor woman seems fit to drop, and Inara feels for her. Deciding it best to stay out of it for now, Inara walks over to the gurney, where Damon still sits perched upon the edge. Book is standing nearby. Laying a hand on the man's shoulder, Inara speaks:

"are you feeling any better, Damon? I see Simon got around to rewrapping my deplorable bandaging job. Rowan may be sharing your gurney looks like Niska did quite a number on her."

End Inara's turn

ooc OK guys my head is NOT in my character just now :) off to read some fic to get me back in

Just a humble supplicant in service to all things Joss

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Thursday, February 19, 2004 5:57 AM

ASTRIANA

Zoe's Move:

Quote:
Rowan: Jayne and I were... doing a search. I heard something behind me, went to look, went after, got my ass kicked and my head bashed in. I mean just looking at him, you wouldn't think Niska had any kinda fighting sense at all, now would you?

I messed up, Captain. He got away. Last I saw of him was in that canyon off our right bow.

ZOE notices ROWAN's pause. Taking in JAYNE's slight stagger/sway and the look on ROWAN's face, the corner of ZOE's mouth turns up as she knowingly quirks an eyebrow at them both.

At ROWAN's admission that NISKA got away, ZOE holsters her rifle, keeping it loose in the holster, then moves to stand beside MAL.

ZOE: "What's our move now, Sir? Do we go after him?"

End Move.

fafeng lâotou = crazy old geezer

~A~

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

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Thursday, February 19, 2004 6:12 AM

GEEZER

Keep the Shiny side up

Mal's Move:

Location: Cargo Bay.

ROWAN: "I messed up, Captain. He got away. Last I saw of him was in that canyon off our right bow."

[MAL looks at the bloody and crestfallen ROWAN, and rubs his left ear.]

MAL:"You ain't the first one been fooled by that little weasel. [to the group] I'd like to go after him, but we need to get movin' 'fore folks we dont want'a see show up. 'Least we're dumpin' him out here in the middle o' nowhere. Maybe a snake with no professional ethics'll bite him."

"Now let's get over to the valley, load up, and haul out'a atmo while we got the chance. WASH, here's the coordinates."

[Handing over the paper THORNE had previously given him, Mal continues]

MAL:"You can lift as soon as KAYLEE gets back to the engine room. DOC, looks like you got another patient. Wheel these two back to sickbay an' get 'em useful again. Take who you need to help. ZOE, JAYNE, get the bay configured to load a conex. SLIGHT can help you, now he's smelled the place up with his smokin'. THORNE, you go with WASH an' get him close as possible to your cargo."

[MAL walks over to the hatch control and pushes the 'close' button. As the ramp grinds closed he turns back to the asembled crew.]

MAL:"Well? You waitin' for a gorram invite? Time's a'wastin'. Jiu!".

Jiu = Move

EOM

How about this for the end of Act 9?

Astriana, can you please do your magic and open up an Act 10?

Everybody else please hold up until then.

"Keep the Shiny side up"

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Thursday, February 19, 2004 6:50 AM

SQUEE

OOC: Hey all, I have to be going for a while and I was hoping to post before I go.

Damon's turn:
Location: cargo bay

Damon's attention is pulled away from Rowan when Inara walks up. He tenses as she puts a hand on his shoulder but keeps his gaze locked onto hers.
"Are you feeling any better, Damon? I see Simon got around to rewrapping my deplorable bandaging job. Rowan may be sharing your gurney looks like Niska did quite a number on her."
"I'm fine." He stands up and steps away from the gurney, feeling more comfortable once Inara's hand leaves his shoulder. "Rowan can have the gurney. I don't need it."

I'm not broken, in my dream I win...

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Thursday, February 19, 2004 7:35 AM

FRAUDIREKTOR

Quote:
Originally posted by Geezer:
Astriana, can you please do your magic and open up an Act 10?

It shall be az you reqvest, Mein Direktor!

http://www.fireflyfans.net/thread.asp?b=17&t=3901

Frau Direktor

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