RP GR "Adventures in GunRunning" ACT 15 by DireKtorsSmeagol

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RP GR "Adventures in GunRunning" ACT 15

POSTED BY: DIREKTORSSMEAGOL
UPDATED: Sunday, May 2, 2004 20:49
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Sunday, May 2, 2004 7:09 PM

Jayne's Move:
LOCATION - CARGO BAY
1:40 PM

MERZ
"Sure guys, what do you need me to do?"

JAYNE
Giving her the once-over
"Sure, we can use ya. I'm Jayne, and I do not believe we been introduced. I'm gonna push this crate to the wall with the mule, you take off the wheels and pop 'em onto another crate, then Damon secures it with the chains. You think you can handle that? Ya put the wheels on like this."

Jayne demonstrates on the crate he just finished with. He pops the release at the side of one wheel, causing it to fall out from under the crate. He then repositions it under the fork-lift grove and activates it to snap it back into place.

Jayne hops into the mule and slides the heavy crate to the wall.

JAYNE
"Be a lot easier without gravity. Be a lot messier, too. Careful back there, don't let the woodpeckers getcha!"

Damon lets out a snort and Jayne gufaws, "heh, heh, my pecker's better trained than that... Damn funny..."

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Sunday, May 2, 2004 7:44 PM

CAPNRAHN

LOCATION - BRIDGE
0108 hrs/1:08 PM AMT
As ...

ROWAN begins to reply to MAL's question for the second time. However before she can draw breath the Bridge suddenly seems to fill with people in short order ... chaos ensues:

WASH ends his routine with ...
WASH
"Spin me sir, spin me hard... But can I have Rex first, I need a hug."

As if on cue - Thorne enters and says ...
THORNE
"Captain, if you have a minute, I'd like to talk about the drop tomorrow. Based on where the coordinates will put us, I have a hunch that we might want to go in locked and loaded."

Inara enters a split second later...
INARA
smirking
"if that squeaky old chair is all that stands between us and certain doom, I fear for us all."

Everyone looks to Inara, all grinning or laughing. At least Until the comm begins to bleep and a tinny version of Jayne's voice echoes in the sudden silence...
JAYNE
"Wash. I'm gonna need ta lock down the cargo bay in about an hour to space this mess. When I give the word, get the crew an' passengers what don't need ta be on the bridge ta meet in the galley or 'Nara's shuttle fer a head count. Then Kaylee sucks the O2 an' we open the airlock."

Inara speaks quietly with Rowan and... Inara gives Rowan an encouraging smile and turns to exit the bridge.

MAL
MAL gives an a very theatrically exasperated sigh and announces in drill sergeant manner of quiet strength
"All Right Folks, Lissen Up!"

Looks at Rowan and gestures with his head that she should wait.
MAL
"Please, still holding."

Nods to Thorne
"Yes, I wholly concur - galley in 5, if you please."

stabs intercomm
"Affirmitive, on your mark - good idea vaccin' the spilt booze. Carry on."

Looks to Inara with a glow lighting his eyes and bows. All without a trace of snidyness - it appears he is serious
"Madam Companion, if I may share a word with you in a ...brow furrows as he thinks hard... nonce?"

MAL smiles at Inara's reaction, all the while moving backwards to the gunnery chair with Wash still ensconced in it and reaches back. MAL pushes forward, gets a good grip and lets her rip -- propelling Wash clockwise at horrific speed.

MAL
extremely pleased expression and happy satisfied grin while watching the spinning Wash
"All you had to do was ask."

EOM 0110hrs/1:10 PM AMT

OOC
Whew!

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

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Sunday, May 2, 2004 8:00 PM

DIREKTORSSMEAGOL

Cap'n sez time fer new ACT ...

http://fireflyfans.net/thread.asp?b=17&t=5018

*smeagol mutters to self as he slowly scuttles off*
"cap'n ... cap'n ... which iz cap'n ... Cap'n Rahn ... Cap'n Mal ... smeagol confuzulated .. which iz DireKtorGuestyThingie and which iz SerenityBoss ... and whoz Cap'n TightyPanties?"

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Sunday, May 2, 2004 8:23 PM

MANIACNUMBERONE

Book's Move
LOCATION - SIMON'S ROOM

Jump to next act...

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Sunday, May 2, 2004 8:49 PM

DRAGONFLYDIRECTOR

{Pray forgive me Raven - It is Saint Jayne's Fault - he inspired me, really!!!}

**cut to black, 2 second digital callout - Zeiss engaged, roll commercial...

Soft fade up to Young Man standing in a techno styled living room. Chrome everywhere! Equipment and art are one in the same.

He is pulling out his hair as a game system on the coffee table is slowly dissolving in a cloud of black dust -- softer plastic first then the metal bits.

Young Man
voice edged in panic
"My nanites are uncontrollable! They eat the carpet, the furniture and my X-GAME STATION 42!!!"

Suddenly a tiny Firefly class with jets full on comes tearing out from the chimney. As it sweeps around in front of the camera we see a red and white checkerboard, arranged in 4 squares, painted on the top. A tinny "YEEEE HA!!!" can be heard.

The black cloud surrounding the game system pauses it's voracious consumption. The cloud seems to consider the game system and then the Firefly, then back to the game system - then makes a decision and whisks off in a beeline for the tiny spaceship. The ship and cloud perform a dancing pirouette around the room as the Young Man speaks.

Young Man
"Ho ho! Purina Techno Chow! Just what I need to feed my unruly nanites! And I can use the kibbles to clean up the exhaust streaks from the tenny buggers! Like gravy on steak for 'em!"

He demonstrates with a marble sized kibble by sweeping it across the dark black streaks left on the coffee table. The streaks are magically picked up by the irregular sphere. As if called with a whistle, a tiny group of nanites swarm from the pack hunting the Firefly and englobe the kibble in the Young man's fingers.

Young Man
Laughing and giggling
"It tickles."

As quick as a shot they finish the kibble and join the airborne hunting party. The Firefly makes a dash for the kitchen and zips towards a steel cabinet door at floor level, nanites in close pursuit.

The ship heads straight for the door -- no change in course. It smashes into the door and ... is asorbed into it. A triumphant "YEEEEEE HAHA!" echoes through the steel right as the nanites crash pel mell into the door, denting it. The dispersed cloud reforms and buzzes through the obstruction like a teensy black Tasmanian tornado.

The Young Man enters the kitchen.
Young Man
"And the really neat thing is the new packaging! ... opens door and reaches into cloud of angrily buzzing nanites ... Single use packets in a space age materiel that is nanite-proof!"

He smiles as he opens the packet and the nanites pour into the opening. Happy yummy noises interspersed with a contented whirring purr continue as we fade to black with this logo -

PURINA TECHNO CHOW
A SUBSIDY of the BLUE SUN CORPORATION

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