The Sereni-Tree, More Shopping, and Some Peril

POSTED BY: TheRealMe
UPDATED: Wednesday, April 26, 2006 02:08
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On Commerce, at the Leighton Docks spaceport:

After investigating the Dagger, TheRealMe sits down in a chair in that ship’s lounge, and sighs. He keys his com-link to broadcast to the Sereni-treers. “Hello, this is Me. I’m still in the ship of Serenity's captors, the Dagger. I'm going to attempt to find Serenity with one of my dimensional portals.”

TheRealMe grabs the weapon he brought along, stands, and concentrates. He thinks about Serenity. Winged. Pregnant. Probably in distress, uncomfortable. He fixes that image in his mind and reaches out with his free hand. A spot of light appears.

Suddenly, a noise interrupts his concentration and the portal collapses. Someone is trying to enter this ship! TheRealMe hides in a closet in the Dagger’s lounge.


TheRealMe, First Officer of the Sereni-Tree

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OOC: TRM, hiding in the closet is not the way... Sorry I was too weak to resist...

"Right!" Citizen exclaimed. "Can't wait any longer for the others." He turns too Mai.

"Let's get moving, I've got a track on Seryn and we don't want them getting too far away, oh and take this." He said handing over a small compact sub-machinegun. "You can't ever have enough weapons."

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**jake7, upon hearing TWG's communication, realizes there will be no one left behind to defend the 'TREE, if she leaves.**

Soul, I'm sorry to do this, but it looks like I should stay behind to help defend the 'TREE in case of trouble. There will be no gunners left if both Jazaf and I leave.

**she addresses the group**

Please, everyone, be careful and bring Serenity back safely! I'll be with you in spirit.

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SUMMARY:

Okay, there is still a lot of confusion, so I will try to do this again.

On the planet Garrison, Quincey has been abducted. It seems that her father has promised her in marriage to the son of the leader of a Chinese crime syndicate. Four of her captors have bound and gagged her, and are carrying her up stairs to the roof of a grand palace, where there presumably is a shuttle waiting to depart. Inside the palace, running up the same staircase, are Deuce, Jadehand, Wisp, N0Skills, and N0Skills’ tiger0 Shadow, who all plan to rescue Quincey. They just barely defeated an old martial arts master, and Jadehand sealed the way behind them with grenades to keep the master away. Jadehand has his shuttle, the Ocean Cloud, waiting at a hanger nearby if they ever get Quincey away from the palace. All of this is on Garrison. Nothing else of note is currently happening on Garrison.



On Garrison’s moon of Commerce, Serenity has ALSO been kidnapped. She is being held in a cell with an electrified floor by her arch-nemisis Heinz the scar-faced guy, who is watching her from behind a glass wall. Earlier, Heinz had turned on his three partners from the Dagger, and shocked them into unconsiousness. The three men were taken away somewhere.

Seryn has purposely gotten herself captured, and was taken to the same area near Serenity. Unfortunately, it doesn’t seem that Heinz cares about her, and is likely to execute her. Citzen and Mai are together on the Commerce City streets, trying to track down the homing beacon that Seryn swallowed.

ScorpionRegent and McQ the cyborg have taken the shuttle Admiral Nelson to Commerce, along with drunken passengers LightMeDark and Cozen. They land and are (I think) going to follow Seryn’s signal, too.

TheRealMe lands the shuttle Napoleon at the Leighton Docks starport near the Dagger, the mystery ship that we think is involved in Serenity’s kidnapping. TRM searches the ship and is about to make a dimensional portal to Serenity, but is interrupted by noises outside the ship. He hides inside.

Sparky the Robot is wandering the streets of Commerce City, abandoned by TRM.

Soul, Ath, Safe, Kelly, Needy, and perhaps others are staging a rescue mission and are about to depart from Sereni-Tree in Safe’s stolen dropship.

PsychicRiver is elsewhen in time talking to his future or past self.

Most everyone else is on the Sereni-Tree.



TheRealMe, First Officer of the Sereni-Tree

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*hic!*

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Safe appears from the back of the ISSCV and tosses Needy a holster containing a modified Berretta. “I’m not sure even your winning smile will diffuse this Needy, best be armed just in case.”

Safe slaps the close button on the door and walks up to the cockpit.

Ath looks up as Safe walks in. “She’s warmed up and ready to go.” He says as he hops into the co-pilots chair.

Safe nods appreciatively dropping into the pilot's chair, releases the docking clamps, and guides the ISSCV towards Commerce.

In flight they hear TRM

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"I currently have the Napoleon in shrunken mode hovering over the Leighton Docks spaceport, the nearest to where Serenity was abducted. I'm trying to match the ships there to the sketchy data that ThatWeirdGirl picked up when the mystery ship jumped in system. About a dozen candidates so far. It's also possible that they didn't park here, but then their journey back would be longer. I'll stay here as a backup, to try to intercept them if they try to make for orbit."

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Ath keys the com. “TRM we’re en-route. ETA 45 minutes.”

About 20 minutes from planet side TRM broadcasts again.

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"Hello. I've found their ship. It matches ThatWeirdGirl's description, and its engine core shows recent use. It's called Dagger. They landed it within sight of where our own Nelson had been parked. They must have been tailing us. Seems like the work of pros.”

"Anyway, I over-rode their security and got in. Nobody home. It's engines aren't even online, so they aren't planning to leave any time soon. They aren't bringing Serenity here. There is another destination for her that they had in mind.

"Say, here is a recent note about some kind of payment expected from a man named 'Heinz'. Does that mean anything to anybody?"

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Safe curses out loud.

OOC: I specifically didn't name who was on the ISSCV in case anyone wanted to go but missed it

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Citizen puts his arm out stopping Mai. He holds a finger to his lips and backs them into a darkened doorway. Mai, the question forming on her lips, finally hears Citizen's reason for caution. A motley group of thugs and Alliance soldiers walk past.

Three armed men lead the group followed closely by two groups of two men dragging an unconscious man each, a tall thinish man and a shorter slightly heavier man. Citizen recognizes the thin man as the security officer. Mai catches his recognition and nods silently in agreement. The group is followed up by four men struggling to drag a third large man.

After they pass by, Citizen is torn. Do they follow his suspect or investigate the area to find where they came from. It can't be far as the men dragging the large man weren’t winded yet.

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TheRealMe listens from his hiding spot as the outer hatch opens.

“Shoot ‘em, t’row ‘em in the ship and lock ‘er up. By the time someone realizes it’s been ‘ere too long, we’ll be done with this place and long gone. The pay ‘ad bett…..”

The last sentence is drowned out by the roar of an approaching dropship.

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“I’ve pinpointed TRM’s signal to that ship” Ath shouts over the engine roar coming in through the open hatch that Soul currently leans out of.


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Originally posted by CallMeAth:

He turns to Soul and asks, "Is this everyone? Once the sequence is done, we're leaving."

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Soul looks around at the group. Jazaf. Jake7. Safe. Ath. And the newest one, Needy. The show of help actually brings a smile to Soul's face.

"I think this is everyone, Ath. Let's go get Serenity."

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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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Kelly rushes up at the last second and looks at Soul, sees the hardness in his eyes. There's pain there, but also resolution. She knows the feeling well.

"Care for one more? I was going to stay with the Tree, but now that Jake7 is staying, I think TWG will be fine. She's watching the girls for me."

Soul gives a barely perceptible nod and Kelly steps on the shuttle, slipping Narya around a slender finger.



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Jennings shakes his head as he comes to. He looks around. His hands are tied and he lies on tarmac beside Grunt and Bear. Whatever hit them had to have hit the gorram hard for Bear to be out. He looks over at Grunt. The other man’s one eye is open.

“You took your time, sleepy head” Grunt hisses.

Jennings finally realizes that the white noise he attributed to his headache was in fact engines of a hovering dropship. Their captors all stood shielding their eyes from the wind looking up.

Not being one to just lay there, Jennings lashes out with his feet catching the closest captor behind the knees. The man’s arms windmill to keep his balance, bringing his gun up. Apparently, that was all the people in the dropship were waiting for. An arrow catches the off balance captor in the throat, capitalizing on his tenuous balance, pinning him to the ground. The man frantically claws at the arrow to no avail, his arms, finally falling limp.

The remaining 10 men scatter. Some take refuge under the Dagger, while others just crouch and open fire.

Grunt and Jennings scramble under the Dagger as well.

One of the captors yells out “You! Go get the guns from that ship on line!” The man indicated, slings his gun over his shoulder and scrambles through the Dagger’s hatch.


Safeat2nd, Chief Handyman of Destiny

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Soul drops from the ISSCV, falling the distance to the tarmac and landing in a roll. Bring up his bow, he fires an arrow through the shin of a retreating gunman. The man collapses to the ground in pain, and Soul hears a voice cry out.

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One of the captors yells out “You! Go get the guns from that ship on line!” The man indicated, slings his gun over his shoulder and scrambles through the Dagger’s hatch.

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If they get those guns online, this fight is gonna get a bit too messy.

Soul looks around at the confusion and makes a break for the Dagger.


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By this time, TheRealMe, still hiding in the Dagger, hears the scream of Safe's ISSCV dropship as it is landing. He leaves his hiding place and takes a look out the window, seeing Soul's arrows scatter the bunch of goons. It seems that they had been carrying three unconscious men.

One of the thugs seems to be making his way inside. TheRealMe readies his pistol. As the guy enters, TheRealMe takes aim, then presses the button to shut the hatch. The thug is surprised. TheRealMe smiles. "Hi. If you stay REALLY still, you might not get shot."

Into his com-link, TheRealMe says, "Soul? Safe? This is Me. The guy who just entered the Dagger? I got him covered. I'm sure he'll have lots of interesting stories to tell us once you are done outside."




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Commerce moon in the back of a very large cab:

As SR and McQ are rolling at high speed across town SR turns to McQ "You are all sorts of large are you aware of that? Not your choice I'm sure." SR looks out the window and sees a familiar site. SR taps on the glass for the driver to pull to the curb. He then opens the door and leans out. "Hey sparky! If you're lost, you should come with us we can get you back to TRM as soon as we find Miss Serenity and Miss Seryn."

Sparky rolls over to the cab recognises SR and McQ and climbs into the back seat.
The ISSCV screams by over head.

SR tells the driver, "Were late now and my friend here will be very upset if he misses his sister's birthday party so better dial up the speed."

As they careen across commerce city McQ asks SR should they forward the maps and coordinates of groundside Tree crew the ISSV dropship. SR says he couldn't think of a better idea. He toggles up his comm-link to connect with the ISSCV, while McQ sends the information.

"SR to ISSCV McQ is sending you maps with GPS coordinate ans sattelite imagery of the locations of all groundside Tree personel on Commerce. I am making my way across the city in a cab with McQ and Sparky. Citizen and Mai are together near the market place. TRM is in the Dagger. The remaining two locating cursors on the map would likely be CMS and Seryn! We are heading towards that location now."

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(ooc- EEK! What? No body said anything about executin'! Seryn is simply sitting there, beeping away, providing a nice blinky light on screen for you to all converge on and pick up Serenity, then she's getting up and leaving, no one said nothing about no executing!) oh, and Sparky was doing the admirable job of rounding up all of our dropped shopping bags, It was a hard days shop and I think I speak for both of us whan I say that we are not leaving the planet without those shoes!)

Seryn shifts her weight from one dead butt cheek to the other, keeping her ears pressed against the door, listening out for any sounds of movement or action. An idea occurs to her, slowly she feels along the edges of the door, finding the locks, than she crosses to the other side, finger probing the old wood until she finds the hinges. She smiles "It's my lucky day..." The hinges are old, rusted, but also simple, a classic loop and pin design. The pins are rusted in place, but slowly she begins to work them free, using the ropes from around her wrists to cushoin her finger tips. She works them both loose enough to pull out quickly, then sits back and waits again.

(ooc- sorry, I just can't sit around waiting for someone to decide to write me a death scene! )

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Heinz looks up from the cortex and notices that Serenity is awake.

“Glad to see you are finally back among the world of the living.” Heinz says with a nasty grin. “Now we can get down to business”

He is interrupted by a knock on the door. And a soldier enters.

“Excuse me sir, but we found a woman snooping around outside.”

“So? On this miserable plant, most people snoop. It’s their lives.”

“Ummm... she seems to be connected to the winged woman.” The man stammers as Heinz continues to look on, unimpressed. “She may have a communicator or friends…”

“So what? She could have a satellite GPS device with her. It will do her no good. You think the Blue Sun would want anyone the least bit skilled at electronics snooping on one of their labs? Do you??” Heinz yells spraying spittle on the soldier “No they wouldn’t. This place is so shielded we could set off a large explosive in here and no one would be the wiser, you imbecile!! Now get out!”

As the soldier turns to leave, Heinz casually pulls his gun and shoots the man in the back of the head. Two guards appear at the sound.

“Change his clothes, douse him in liquor and toss him in the alley with the rest of the empties. If you’ll look in the hole in his head, you’ll find it quite empty. Make sure no one else suffers from the same ailment”

Heinz thinks for a moment “A friend of the winged girl eh? Hmmm… Keep the other woman close. I may need her yet…”


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(ooc - oh cheers...)(half/ooc - Seryn gets a sudden inkling, and starts looking around for a piece of paper upon which to write her last will and testament)

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citizen wrote: "Let's get moving, I've got a track on Seryn and we don't want them getting too far away, oh and take this." He said handing over a small compact sub-machinegun. "You can't ever have enough weapons."

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*stares at the new weapon like it may jump up and bite*

Oh God, please don't make me have to find out how this thing works.

*watches as the crimnals pass by* Well, it's now or never. Thinking of Serenity and the baby, steals herself to come out from hiding. *Looks to Citizen and gestures toward the evil men then makes the move across the alley to follow them.






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"Don't worry." Citizen said falling in behind Mai. "Just point that bit at them and pull the trigger."

He checked that the alley was clear and ducked in on the trail of the guards.

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originally posted by Seryn ...through the arch Seryn sees the most welcome sight since Green & Blacks brought out their drinking chocolate. Serenity, sat in a chair towards the centre of the room. Seryn struggles, trying to give herself time to make sure that Serenity is pretty much unharmed. Apart from being tied to her seat she seems to be coping. Rather than scared the expression on her face seems to be defiant and controlled.

Seryn smiles, "it worked, the damn stupid plan worked!" as long as the others got there soon, she was close enough to Serenity for them to track down this building. She stops struggling, letting the guards pull her away, she even keeps still when they whack a strip of tape across her mouth.

She listens to the sound of the door shutting and the lock sliding into place, then slips her hands around in front of her, pulls the tape off her mouth and sits with her ear against the door, listening out and amusing herself by trying to remember the words to old pop songs and weighing up the merits of the various theories over what the island from Lost actually is

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*Serenity gets a quick glimpse of Seryn being dragged past the room she is in.*

Oh no! They’ve got Seryn, too! I hope she’s the only one they’ve found.


*Serenity is very glad that Heinz has been so distracted in the controller room. After several agonizing minutes where she nearly cuts off all circulation in her right hand, she manages to free her left. Now, she is just waiting for the right moment...*

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Originally posted by safeat2nd:
Heinz looks up from the cortex and notices that Serenity is awake.

“Glad to see you are finally back among the world of the living.” Heinz says with a nasty grin. “Now we can get down to business”

He is interrupted by a knock on the door. And a soldier enters.

“Excuse me sir, but we found a woman snooping around outside.”

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*Serenity uses the distraction to slip her freed hand into her pocket, searching for her comm link. Her hand, however, finds something else first. Her pocket knife! She'd forgotten she had it on her. She quickly grabs it and brings her hand back behind her, slipping it through the ropes once again. She fumbles a bit, but manages to open it, while trying to pay close attention to what Heinz is saying, all the while looking like she's not doing anything.*

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"She could have a satellite GPS device with her. It will do her no good. You think the Blue Sun would want anyone the least bit skilled at electronics snooping on one of their labs? Do you??” Heinz yells spraying spittle on the soldier “No they wouldn’t. This place is so shielded we could set off a large explosive in here and no one would be the wiser, you imbecile!! Now get out!”

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Well, then, guess it doesn't matter that I couldn't get to my comm link. And it's no reason to panic. Soul will find me anyway. *She tries to comfort herself with this thought. She is very uneasy at hearing Blue Sun mentioned. *

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As the soldier turns to leave, Heinz casually pulls his gun and shoots the man in the back of the head. Two guards appear at the sound.

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*She nearly cries out at seeing the man shot so casually. But she pushes back the fear rising in her and forces herself to think only of keeping her baby safe. *

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Heinz thinks for a moment “A friend of the winged girl eh? Hmmm… Keep the other woman close. I may need her yet…”

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Oh dear! A grand entrance and a daring rescue would not be amiss right about now!

*Serenity forces herself to remain calm as Heinz turns back to face her. She clenches the knife in her hand and steels herself for what she knows she must do.*

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From MUCH earlier (the last thread, in fact):

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Originally posted by TheRealMe:
On the Sereni-Tree:

After plotting some courses away from Garrison, just in case, TheRealMe leaves the Sereni-Tree’s Bridge. He turns right, and walks along the balcony overlooking the Common Room until he approaches the North Wing entrance. Then he takes some stairs down to the main level. He buzzes the door to Washie’s quarters. Presently, she opens the door.

“Hi, Washie. Can I come in? Since the Captain is paying attention again, I expect that I’ll have a bit more free time, so...”

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*Washie stands facing The Real Him wrapped in her burgundy colored top sheet wiping sleep from her eyes. "Hey. Good ta see ya," she smiles as she opens the door. They sit on a bench at her table, her tucking the trailing end of the sheet between her breasts as he pretends not to watch.

"How's life been? I've enjoyed the heck outta my rest. Needed it more than I needed to deal with some of the shipboard intrigue. I do have some great ideas for a wedding present for the happy couple and baby gifts for those who are enceinte. Sometime in between naps somebody waved me a message about a choco-jacuzzi and a shopping trip. You get in on that action at all?"

TRM clears his throat, ignores the jacuzzi question and just says, "I've missed you. Good that you got the rest you needed but we could use your services as Ship's Counselor when you're of a mind to get back to work."

"Yeah? Ready to report to duty, Sir," Washie gives a poorly done salute owing to her using an elbow to keep the knot at her chest secured.

Washie raises one arm and yawns, her palm politely covering her mouth as she does. The First Officer and Ship's Counselor seem terribly drowsy all of a sudden, TRM yawns too and sways a little on the bench beside the touseled woman.

"Can I get you some tea or something? Sweet Buddha, but I'm fixin' to pass out here on this seat, don't know why, don't need anymore sleep, certainly. Can't imagine wha.." She ends the commentary on another yawn.

TRM stands up to catch Washie as she slumps down, her head caught on his arm instead of on the hard table it was aiming for. He carries her to the bed, his arms angling her feet down to be tucked beneath the comforter. She's sound asleep bunched up in the sheet she had earlier tucked around herself to answer him at the door.

TRM hesitates, warring with his concern for her modesty and her need for comfort, smiling as he realizes what she'd say about that, and takes that grinning thought as impetus to bend to her form, untucking the wine-colored sheet from her chest and unrolling the sleeping woman from the cocoon. Her hair is wrapped around her now after the sheet is half off, and in untangling her from the long strands, TRM accidentally awakens her.

Washie murmurs sleepily, smiles and pulls him down to the pillow next to her head. TRM feels more drowsy the closer he gets to the bed and suddently has neither the will nor the energy to rise. He fades from consciousness partially prone on the bed, booted feet hanging off the edge, his face pressed half on Washie's pillow, half into her neck, her wavy hair against his cheek.

They sleep. For almost a week.

~One week later~

TRM wakes to find himself naked, his clothes scattered hither and yon like so much flotsam and jetsam on the shores of Washie's quarters. If the state of his limbs twined with Washie's equally unclothed ones is any indication (and his memory tells him it certainly is), their chakras are likely in finer tune than even the last time they were in this bunk together.

He presses a good morning kind of kiss on her lips and waits for her to rouse. Nothing.
"Washie, ummmmm, time to get up, gotta figure out what day this is, for one thing, and what jobs we've both got left to claim, for another." The woman slumbers on. He checks her vital signs, sees nothing to indicate she's anything but sleeping. He carries

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Wisp hobbles after Noskills and Jade but quickly loses ground. He stops and crouches to the floor.
"Are we gonna have to leave you?" says Jade halfway down the corridor

"No. Give me two ticks" Wisp looks at the blood seeping from his leg. "Blood loss is low Femeral Arteries intact" He then pulls the Blade from his leg with an obvious wince and throws it to one side. He puts his hands in one of the lower pockets on his jeans and removes a small aerosol can with a thin wire attached to the head.
"What the hells that?" asks Noskills
"Everything a hole in the thigh needs, Artifical clotting, Antibiotics and most important...Pain killers" He sticks the wire into the wound and sprays shouting and writhing in pain as he does it. He then stands up puts the can in his pocket and picks up the sword. "she'll want this back" He checks his power cell on this pulse rifle then nods to Jade and the crew continue down the hall

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Originally posted by WashsYoungerSexierBrother:
Wisp hobbles after Noskills and Jade but quickly loses ground. He stops and crouches to the floor.
"Are we gonna have to leave you?" says Jade halfway down the corridor

"No. Give me two ticks" Wisp looks at the blood seeping from his leg. "Blood loss is low Femeral Arteries intact" He then pulls the Blade from his leg with an obvious wince and throws it to one side. He puts his hands in one of the lower pockets on his jeans and removes a small aerosol can with a thin wire attached to the head.
"What the hells that?" asks Noskills
"Everything a hole in the thigh needs, Artifical clotting, Antibiotics and most important...Pain killers" He sticks the wire into the wound and sprays shouting and writhing in pain as he does it. He then stands up puts the can in his pocket and picks up the sword. "she'll want this back" He checks his power cell on this pulse rifle then nods to Jade and the crew continue down the hall

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*Sending her thoughts out and about as she slumbers behind the locked storage room door, Wash senses her younger sexier brother easily dealing with a thigh injury before going on to handle the task at hand alongside his comrades. 'The guy's certainly worthy,' she ponders. 'Anybody'd be proud to have him as a brother, younger and sexier or not.' Washie fades back to insensibility on the heels of her approving thoughts.

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Having gone through all of the Lost theories and rejected each one of them on the ground of not being bonkers enough, Seryn finds her self at a loss for something to think about.

Idly she starts rooting around in her pockets, looking for something to amuse her self with. In one of the front pockets of her trousers, she feels a small peice of paper, quite thick and smooth. She pulls it out, and swivels round on the floor in order to see what it is by the strip of light showing underneath.

She grins, slowly she carefully smooths out the nametag. "next time you see Jadehand, give him the biggest damn hug you've ever given anyone..." She reads the name written on the tag again, then carefully slips the tag just under her bra-strap, easily reachable for when she needs it.

Then she lays back, humming pop songs again and biding her time.

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In the fancy palace in Chinatown on Garrison:

Deuce was ahead of the rest of the rescuers, running up the stairs, taking them two steps at a time. At the top of the stairway was a door, which seemed to lead to the outside, perhaps to the shuttle pad on the roof. That door was open and one of the thugs who had carried Quincey away was there looking down, observing Deuce as she closed the distance between them. Almost casually, he lobbed a grenade at her and backed away, letting the door slowly pull itself shut.

Deuce dropped her sword and dove forward to catch the grenade on its third bounce. From a semi-prone position, Deuce whipped the grenade back. It flew through the narrowing opening just as the door slammed shut and locked. The resulting explosion blew the heavy door off its hinges. By the time Deuce recovered her weapon and got back on her feet, the others had joined her on the stairs.

“Heh! I was the starting pitcher on my high school baseball team.”


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"Just point that bit at them and pull the trigger."

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Right. Got it.
I'll apologize now for the inevitable-accidental-shooting-of-things/people that-I-wasn't-aiming-at.



*stands behind a pile of crates and trash bins looking out as the creepy guys meander just ahead*

So what's the plan? You do have a plan right?

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"Plan, erm yeah, we erm follow 'em till they get where they're going then we take them by surprise and erm extract the required information." Citizen said. "You can shoot knee caps right?"

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Knee caps? Sure. No problem. Just so long as I'm aiming for say the shoulder. Maybe we should...

* her speech is interrupted when suddenly the scuffling ahead stops and one of the goons looks back*

*Diving behind the dumpster Citizen and Mai peer out as one goon drops his "load" and begins to back track down the alley way.





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The goon starts back towards the garbage container Citizen and Mai hide behind.

Mai swallows nervously, thinking over and over, knee caps, knee caps.

Citizen produces what looks like a wrapped piece of bubble gum.

Mai looks at him funny, candy?

"It's a sticky flare" Citizen whispers. "It sticks to anything and the compound reacts with the air causing it to burn with the intensity of a blast furnce. Leaves neat little holes... and it comes with a comic." He grins proudly at her.

"C'mon, quit screwin' around, this guy's heavy." The goons partner calls.

The goon takes one last look around, shrugs his shoulders and goes back to dragging the large man. (Bear)

Citizen and Mai continue to follow. Soon they find themselves back at the Leighton Docks.

Citizen and Mai stay sheltered in the alley while the goons continue on to a black ship.

The goons drop their captors unceremoniously on the tarmac as an ISSCV screams in, Soul hanging out the open hatch.

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*JadeHand, NOSkillz, Shadow (the cat, not the little girl), and Wisp join Deuce in the stairwell to the roof just as the door is blown free of it's hinges thanks to Deuce's expert pitching skills. JadeHand puts his left hand on Deuce's right shoulder to steady himself, wiping more blood from from his brow with his right arm. He gives her shoulder a little squeeze.*

"Good job, now we can't let them take off. 4 guards and maybe a pilot out there. Plus our pilot, Let's not shoot her."

*Looking around at those in the stairwell, each nods their readiness and JadeHand pushes himself up the stairs. He hears gunshots and shouting from the guards who have turned to face them. Diving to the leftof the exit, he fires several rounds at the first guard who rocks backwards and falls to the ground as the rounds penetrate his shoulder, chest, and gut.
Deuce follows behind JadeHand, spining her blades in her hands and throwing one forwards. The Blade sails through the air towards the guards, taking one of the guards in the throat, he stumbles back clutching at his throat, falling lifeless to the rooftop.
NOSkillz and Wisp are right behind them, opening fire on the final two guards. Each aiming high to avoid the squirming Quincey, now between the two guards on the rooftop. The last two guards are hit several times in the shoulders and one in the head. Just as the pilot comes around from the helicopters cockpit, fumbling with his pistol. he his immediately taken to the ground by Shadow who pounces on and growls at him.
Deuce runs to her 'sister' and slices her bonds free.*


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There are tears in Quincey's eyes as Deuce cuts her loose. "Hi, there, Bride2!"

Deuce smiles. "Hi, yourself, Bride5. Ready to take us all out of here in that chopper?"

"Oh, YES! And thank you all for coming for me!"


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As the rescuers are dragging the wounded Jadehand to the helicopter, a figure appears in the doorway to the stairs. The person seems bloody, burned, and beaten. It is Mister Chin.

Deuce, Wisp, and N0Skillz jump forward as Quincey keeps dragging Jadehand. Shadow the tiger growls. Wisp and N0Skillz level their weapons at the old martial arts master.

Deuce is shocked. “No way! No gorram way! You can’t be alive.”

Wisp aims, “I’ll see if I can fix that!”

Mister Chin shakes his head. “There will be no need for that, young sir.” To Quincey, Mister Chin bows deeply. “Mei-ling, Kuin, I shall convey your regrets to Mister Lu Chin and your honorable father, and inform them that your wedding is off. Fare you well!” Mister Chin backs down a few steps, then turns to walk down the stairs.

Quincey rubs a tear away, then says, "Let's go while we still can. I love you all for rescuing me!" As she looks from face to face, her gaze settles on Wisp. "Uh, hey, who are you?"

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Under the Dagger, Jennings retrieves a small knife from the sole of his boot and cuts his hands loose. As he cuts Grunts hands loose, they both cast worried glances at the soldier downed by the arrow. It wasn’t worry that the soldier wasn’t dead, it was what the arrow represented.

“You don’t think…” Grunt starts as Jennings finally frees him.

“Nah, can’t be…”

“How many people do you know that voluntarily carry a bow into a fire fight?”

As if in answer to Grunts question, a man jumps from the hovering ISSCV, rolls once and comes up firing a bow, taking out another soldier.

“If he’s here… does that mean we’re on his list?” Grunt asks. Jennings just shrugs.

The two men creep up behind the soldiers also hiding under the Dagger, firing at the newcomers. Using the ropes that once bound their hands as garrotes, Jennings and Grunt incapacitate the soldiers.

At that point gunfire erupts from an alleyway between hangers across the tarmac.

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Heinz curses from the control booth as his comm.. interrupts him again. Keying the speaker, Heinz growls “What?!?!”

From the other end gunshots and yelling can be heard. “Sir we’ve come under attack at the Docks.”

“So?”

“Send reinforcements…”

“I’m sorry, do I know you?” Heinz hurriedly breaks the connection, looking up at Serenity, his face a mix of puzzlement and worry.

He thinks a moment then keys the comm. “Bring the other woman to me.”

**

Alarms bells on the bridge of the Sereni-Tree go off as a light cruiser with the Blue Sun logo painted on the side drops out of warp and heads towards Commerce.


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OOC: Backtracking ever-so-slightly

Earlier on the Sereni-Tree

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Originally posted by safeat2nd:
"Safe looks at the faces assembled and gets the answer he was hoping for, put to voice by Soul.

"Time for action. I'm not sitting here while my wife and child are in danger, and not one of you can stop me." Soul says glaring at them, daring anyone to argue.

"You'll not get an argument out of us." Safe says and the others nod in agreement. "It just needed to be said is all. It's not like we were going to sit idly by. The ISSCV is here, we can take that, but you have to let the rest of us help."

Jake7, Jazaf and Needy run in. Soul takes a deep breath and looks at the faces around him. With the exception of the strangers Safe and Needy, these were his friends and more importantly, Serenity's friends. The worry was evident on their faces too. His eyes settle on Ath. Seeing his own grim faced determination mirrored on his future brother-in-law's face made up his mind.

"Ok, but we have to move fast. I don't want the trail to get cold."

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Barely moments after, the team disassembled and began to make preparations for the mission at hand.
Needy, an amateur soldier at best, could merely walk back and forth as he contemplated his role in the rescue operation. He had trained for basic combat as part of his Companion training, but he never in a million years would have thought he’d need to put it to use. Who knows, maybe he still won’t. But if it’s anything like his comparatively straight forward escape from Boros, then he needed to prepare himself, certainly a lot more than he has.

He casts his mind back two years, when he was serving under the direction of Master Woden.

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"That’s it." The silver-haired man told the young companion after he has knocked over his blonde opponent with a staff.

As the defeated female gets to her feet and walks off to the sidelines, the master rests his hand on the victorious companion’s shoulder.

"You have completed stage one. You’ve mastered the basic techniques. Only now, you will have to get to grips with the rest, if you wish to continue your training that is. You may know that your training stipulates that only the basics are mandatory, but you may progress if that is what you wish. Only, I tell you now, you will have to do battle with men, not just women as you have. So what is your answer?"

Needy looked up at his master, his weary eyes providing the answer long before actual words did.
Battle was not something he was eager to get tied up in. Although he wasn’t a pacifist, he could not foresee a time in his life where such combat training would be necessary. He was a companion, not a soldier.

"That will not be necessary" the companion respectfully replied.

****

Needy stopped pacing as those words he had spoken to his master suddenly hit him. He had refused the training that he now felt he needed. “You damn fool” he told himself.



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*Serenity realizes that the time to act has come.*

So, Heinz, things not working out as you planned?

Shut up! *He says, turning to her with a look of rage on his face.*

Ooh, big talk for a man who has a pregant woman tied to a chair!

*This accomplishes what she wants. He lashes out at her, smacking her across the face. She tastes blood.*

Heinz, *she says, her voice much calmer than she feels.* you are going to pay for that.

*But he just leers at her.* I think you'll be the one doing the paying.

*He grabs at her, tears at her shirt, and she acts without thinking. She pulls her hands free of the ropes, stabs up with her knife with all her strength, piercing Heinz' throat, then pulls the blade across, using both hands. He clutches at his throat, at her wrists, her arms, her neck, his hands scrambling for some hold as the blood pours from the wound. Serenity fights back, stabbing at his wrists as his hands clench around her throat. Finally, his grip loosens and he falls forward onto her. She shoves at him and he slides to the floor.*

*Serenity quickly slashes the bonds tying her legs and stands up. She wipes her blade on her pant legs and puts it back in her pocket. She takes the gun from his holster and then feels his legs. She finds another gun strapped to his calf and she takes that, too. Heinz lifts a hand to her, trying with the last of his strength to grab her, but she brushes it aside as she steps over him and moves as quickly to the door as she can, leaving a bloody trail of footprints behind her.*

*She reaches the door just as it opens. Two guards walk in dragging Seryn between them. Serenity raises her guns.*

Let her go. Now!





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Soul stands just outside the hatch to the Dagger. From the comm message, Soul knows that TRM has the soldier inside covered, so there is no worry that the Dagger itself will join in on the fight. Firing another arrow into yet another guard, Soul takes a step to the side and sees someone emerging from underneath the ship. He raises his bow and prepares to let loose an arrow, when a face from years past rises up to greet him.

"You!" Soul cries, seeing Jennings. He hears a soft click behind him. "Let me guess: Grunt?" Jennings nods. "Where's Bear?"

"Got himself knocked in the head pretty good," Jennings replied. "Now the one thing we need to know is this: do we have a reason for shooting you right now?"

Soul stares back at Jennings, and then lowers his bow. "I haven't worked for the Expendables in a long time. I've got no mark here. I just came to rescue the woman I love, and my unborn child."

At that, Jennings' eyes widen. "Wo de ma! Your girl have wings?"

Soul nods. "You saw her?"

"Yeah, we did," Jennings replies, his teeth now grinding. "Come on, we'll take you to her. Besides, we've got a score to settle."

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(backing up a bit)

She paces the the small space, really really tired now of not being able to see anything.

She'd tried the door again, the hinges were loose enough, the door constructed in such a way that...

she pauses, voices, then planting one foot firmly on the floor she drives the other with all her strength into the door. One of the guards is caught, the heavy wood pushes him down, but the other guard nimbly steps out of the way. She attempts to run, find her guns and hide, stay close to Serenity until the others get here, but he catches her, forcing her against a wall, her head bouncing off the crumbling plaster, while he waits for the other to pull himself out form under the door.

They drag her, a little dazed, to the room she had seen Serenity in earlier. She cooperates, wanting to find out the situation before she makes the situation worse, but as the door swings open, a huge grin lights up her face.

"oh, so we can fight back now?" She lifts her arms above her head, the guards arms unprepared for the direction, duck and pirouettes as far as she can around, driving the heel of her foot into the back of one guards knee. He falls forward, releasing his arm in an attempt to check himself. Before the other guard can make a grab for her she brings her arm down and around as hard as she can, driving her elbow into his face. She grunts at the shock in her arm, then turns expecting the other guard to advance, but Serenity stands over him, wiping her blade.
She kicks the second guard between the legs and he drops, moaning slightly, the look on his face promising them no more trouble.

"Serenity! oh gods, sorry, I was waiting for the others, I didn't want to take them on just you and me. I've set a beacon, they should all be here soon, there are more guards, loads more. Aw hell"

She grabs Serenity and hugs her tightly. "I though we were looking at our last shopping spree ever for a moment then"

She catches sight of Heinz, bleeding out on the floor behind them. Crossing over she squats beside him, surveying the damage, "Ick... I'm almost sorry we stole all your platinum... it made a lovely ship you know."

She stands, idly kicking the man in the gut, and wonders what they do next.

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"I'm the new guy. Names Wisp" He says holding out a hand. Quincy quickly shakes it then begins setting up the shuttle for launch.
"Your Bride5 right? Is anyone on your boat single?" Quincy didnt answer so Wisp shut up and found himself a seat near the back.
His leg had started bleeding again so he reapplyed Deuce's makeshift tournique and decided to leave it. They were quickly airborne and headed off somewhere.
'Why the hell did i take this Job?' Wisp thought to himself. Last week he was living the highlife with many different women and now he'd been shot at, had grenades thrown at him, and his personal favourite, had a samuri Sword thrown through (thats sharp bit on both sides of) his leg. 'And now They're all married!'

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It was mostly over by the time Citizen joined the fight. As he approached he saw Soul and the men the guards had been carrying talking.

"Big happy familly?" Citizen asked as he approached, looking casual but ready to lift the muzzle of his Assualt rifle in a split second. "Now I believe we've got some more rescuing to do, and I'm guessing some leads on how we're going to do it."

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*He grabs at her, tears at her shirt, and she acts without thinking. She pulls her hands free of the ropes, stabs up with her knife with all her strength, piercing Heinz' throat, then pulls the blade across, using both hands. He clutches at his throat, at her wrists, her arms, her neck, his hands scrambling for some hold as the blood pours from the wound. Serenity fights back, stabbing at his wrists as his hands clench around her throat. Finally, his grip loosens and he falls forward onto her. She shoves at him and he slides to the floor.*

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ooc: lol! Thanks. I think.

One day.
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On June 23rd, we aim to misbehave.

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*comm* I got a cruiser coming in for Commerce. Jake7’s got her in sights, but that’s just one gun. I need some help here...my sky’s gonna get crowded again....I don’t like that!

Shadow, hon? Can you press that green button over there. It’s a buzzer for Tre...she’ll know what it means.

Ah bugger, I left the comm on...sorry. *comm off*



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*Sobering up as best he can, cozen suggests to LMD:*

Ought we not immediately volunteer for anything TWG asks?

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umm, like, sure...and stuff.

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She stands, idly kicking the man in the gut, and wonders what they do next.

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*Serenity walks over to Seryn.*

Is he still not dead yet?

*She pulls out one of her guns and aims it at his head. She pulls the trigger....and nothing happens.*

Um..the gun's not working.

*She hands it to Seryn, who looks at it briefly.*

The safety's on.

Oh. Well. Maybe you could...?

*Serenity looks down.*

I'm sorry. I got blood on your shoes.

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"oh no worries, they've had much worse on them, I remember this one time this guys brain just exp...

ok, lets not go there. ...Serenity? You doin ok? Don't wig out just yet."

Serenity continues to look down, not answering, and Seryn can't tell if she feeling shock or just examining the patterns in the blood.
She walks over to a couple of tables heaped with stuff, happy to find her own guns there, and... well, a few others besides. "oh baby...." she breathes.

"The way I figure it, between us and the Tree folk, are a whole bunch of hired goons. *Indicates Heinz* Guys like that need a lot of people to order 'bout. No idea where they are or how loyal to that pile of dren they are, but... until they get told, they're gonna keep fighting.
So the question is, do they exist, how many, and do we fight our way out, or do we wait for the Tree-folk and meet half way? Personally, considering the kids, i'm for the second option..."

She picks up her belt and hangs it round her hips again, then picks up her hip flask, the one time whiskey now replaced by cordial, and hands it to the other woman.

"But more importantly, how is junior? Oh, and your shopping is safe, Sparky picked it all up for us."



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Moments Earlier:

The ISSCV rumbled as it flew through the skies of Commerce towards it's destination. The tremors did nothing to calm Needy's already unsettled stomach. Maybe it was nerves. Or side-effects of his recent trauma... or possibly he had just ingested too much chocolate in the chocuzzi, whatever the reason, it wasn't making him feel too good.
The fact was, he feared what exactly he was getting himself into. He had been handed a Beretta by Safe which seemed to indicate that he would indeed need to be armed for possible battle.
Considering what happened the last time the companion handled a weapon, it's no wonder he's more than a little worried.
But surely there was no reason to be.
He had seen the doctor prior to joining the rescue who had pretty much told him, as unfamiliar a situation he was in, that he was in no real danger. Even he was to be shot, past experiences had proven that they did not affect him. Whatever had happened on Boros seemed to have altered his body chemistry permanently.
Bullets couldn't cause any real damage, not anymore. The doctor had simply told him that he must focus his mind so as not to be overcome by what he thinks he should be feeling.

"Mind over matter" Needy repeats to himself, again and again.

The ISSCV stops and Needy watches as Soul prepares himself to be lowered from the hatch. The companion looks on in admiration, respecting the courage and confidence displayed by the man in question.

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Soul drops from the ISSCV, falling the distance to the tarmac and landing in a roll. Bring up his bow, he fires an arrow through the shin of a retreating gunman. The man collapses to the ground in pain, and Soul hears a voice cry out.

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Originally posted by safeat2nd:
One of the captors yells out “You! Go get the guns from that ship on line!” The man indicated, slings his gun over his shoulder and scrambles through the Dagger’s hatch.

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If they get those guns online, this fight is gonna get a bit too messy.

Soul looks around at the confusion and makes a break for the Dagger.

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Now it was Needy's turn.
As nervous as he was, something in him told him that all would be well. Sure his instinct's hadn't been right in the past, but for once in his life, he felt confident that he could do this.
Whatever waited for him out there could be no worse than sitting waiting inside the confines of that ship, doing nothing. At least this way, he could make a difference.

He approaches the open hatch and, after looking down at the ground, realises that it's not so far down as he had expected. In a moment of adrenalin, he takes a chance and jumps from the ship to the harsh ground, rolling as he lands.

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Getting to his feet, Needy could not hide the large grin across his face. He felt like an old fashioned hero - similar to the ones he grew up reading about and had watched in movies. This was the life.

A shot rang out whilst he felt a slight thud as something hit his back.
The gunman behind him had wasted no time in attempting to take out any potential threat. Only this time he had failed.

Needy reached his arm behind his back and felt the hole the bullet had left, whilst the blood that covered his finger told him that, yes, he had indeed been shot.

Turning around he faced the gunman who, after some hesitation, fired another shot at the companion, this time hitting his stomach.

Needy looks down and watches the blood seep down his leg. Then he looks back up and smiles.

His smile is due to a number of reasons.
The fact that the doctor was right, bullet's cannot affect him.
The fact that last time this happened to him, he was brought close to death, but not this time. But mostly the smile was due to the fact that for once, Needy had the upper hand. And nothing could stop him.

The gunman gets to his feet, and in a state of panic, begins firing off shots one after the other at the bulletproof man that stands before him. Only one more bullet actually hits him, the others missing completely due to the shooter's shaking hand.

"Wh... wh... what the hell are you?" The gunman stutters as he staggers back, his gun now out of ammo.

Needy continues to smile as he thinks about a reply. Should he just shoot him there and then with the weapon Safe had given him, or do something far more... fun.

"That's kinda itchy. That bullet. Really..." Needy digs his fingers into his shoulder where the third bullet hit and prizes it out. "...itchy."
Needy starts to move closer and closer to the would-be-assassin as he discards waht was left of the bullet on the ground.
"It's impossible!" the man gasps

"No, what's impossible is that you had... what? Six shots? And only half of them actually hit me. I mean c'mon, you couldn't hit a space cruiser two feet away."
Needy now stands above the cowering gunman.
"You should be dead!" he whispers in fear.

The companion grins slightly before bending down to see eye to eye with the man. "I already am"

The gunman's pulse races as all colour is drained from his face.

There is only one thing left for Needy to do.

"BOO!"

The gunman jumps back and flees in terror.

Needy rises, an accomplished smile on his face. "Fantastic!"


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Huh? What?

No, I'm okay, just...that's a lot of blood.

*Takes a sip of whatever Seryn handed her to drink. Hands it back.*

We have to get out of here, Seryn. Heinz was saying something about Blue Sun, and that's NEVER good. Also, he said that GPS tracking wouldn't work in here, so they probably have no idea where we are.

Are there any swords on that table? Or long metal rods even? I don't like the guns so much.

One day.
One plan.
One army of Browncoats.

On June 23rd, we aim to misbehave.

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On Sereni-Tree:

Quote:

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Originally posted by thatweirdgirl:
*comm* I got a cruiser coming in for Commerce. Jake7’s got her in sights, but that’s just one gun. I need some help here...my sky’s gonna get crowded again....I don’t like that!

Shadow, hon? Can you press that green button over there. It’s a buzzer for Tre...she’ll know what it means.

Ah bugger, I left the comm on...sorry. *comm off*

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Trey steps onto the Bridge.

“Hi, Weirdgirl. Did you call me?” She consults a dataslate. “Here is a list of everybody still on board the Sereni-Tree, as far as I can tell:

“There’s you and the two little girls Shadow and Ghost.

“Of the Brides there’s me here on the Bridge, Jet down in Engineering, Bobbi is still recovering from her injuries on Boros, and Bride7 is slinking around somewhere.

“Of the old crew, there is Ebonezer still sleeping in her nest under the pool table, Jake7 in a gun turret, Montanagirl was last seen in the jacuzzi, Doctor SimonWho in the Infirmary, and Xander / Ash somewhere. The Ebo Golem is sort of working, but it’s quirky since it got damaged. I wouldn’t trust it with a delicate job.

“Of the newer folk there is Washie the counsellor, Witchy the medic, BeautifulDisaster, and RiverClone (unless those last two turn out to really be the same person).

“Then there are some folk we haven’t seen in a long while (at least five threads) who MIGHT still be on board: Bluefishie, Elwoodmom, Lissa, Malicious, Monkeytail, Needleseye, Piffle101, Rat, Static, and TheGreyJedi.”

She looks up from the dataslate. “Everybody else is either kidnapped or else off rescuing someone who is kidnapped.

“So, got orders?”


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Over Garrison City:

Still in her slinky red party dress, Quincey pilots the helicopter back to the hanger where the Ocean Cloud was parked. She keeps an eye out the window for hazards and pays close attention to the instruments and controls as she speaks. “Wisp, glad to meet you. You can call me Quincey, or Quin, or Bride5, or Mei-ling, or Miss Kuin. Actually, Sereni-Tree has a pretty big crew, and there are a bunch of unattached females. I mean, there are six of us Brides left, and none of us has a Groom. Not anymore.”

“Not anymore,” Deuce agrees sadly. “But of all of us, Jet might have had something going with TheGreyJedi.”

Quincey continues. “Right. Jet, she’s Bride4, was pretty devoted to Grey, but Grey and Needleseye seem to have run off together. I doubt she’ll carry a torch for long. There are Ebonezer, Piffle, and Bluefishie, but they’re pretty young. I think ThatWeirdGirl is between boyfriends right now, but she has her eye on our Doctor, SimonWho. They recently found out that they’re going to have a baby together some time in the future who will grow up into our crewmate PsychicRiver. There’s Jake7 and Montanagirl. BeautifulDisaster and Witchy are new. River-clone has a body again. She’s really smart, but she’s not right in the head. Then there’s Ash. Ash is nice.”

“But Ash has two heads,” Deuce adds pointedly.

“So? She’s also the Shindig Goddess. Good with parties. Ummm… yeah, I think that all OTHER females on Sereni-Tree are attached, one way or another. Not sure about Seryn.”


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Over Garrison City:

Deuce looks worried. “Hey, Jadehand is still bleeding pretty bad. Any of you a medic?”

Quincey drops the helicopter on the tarmac. It is not a gentle landing. She looks around the cabin. “Okay, you guys said that Jadehand finished building that shuttle of his. Check his pockets for keys.”

While Wisp goes through Jadehand’s pockets, N0Skillz takes another look at his wounds. “It’s this belly wound I’m most worried about,” he says. “He must be bleeding internally. We gotta get him to a hospital.”

“Or to the Sereni-Tree’s Infirmary,” suggests Deuce.

Wisp holds up an object dandling on a chain. “Is this thing a key?”

Quincey grabs it. “Let’s find out!” She walks ahead while Deuce and N0Skillz carry Jadehand to the hanger door, followed by Wisp lugging the weapons and Shadow padding silently behind. Quincey and Wisp drag the door open.

The hanger is empty.

“Gorram it!” Deuce curses. “Here I thought we were home free! Who stole our gorram shuttle?”

Quincey studies the key, then she presses a button on the it, deactivating the SEP field. The Ocean Cloud appears before the group.

“Oh, right!” Deuce says, sheepishly. “I forgot about that.”

“Get him on board. Make him comfortable.” Quincey rushes up to the cockpit and starts bringing systems online. She activates the com. “Sereni-Tree, this is Ocean Cloud. We have a medical emergency. Prepare to receive a patient in, uh, ten minutes. Multiple gunshot wounds.”

The voice of ThatWeirdGirl comes over the com. “Understood, Ocean Cloud. Also, we have an Alliance cruiser in system.”

“Wonderful!” Quincey takes a quick look behind her to make sure that everyone is aboard and the hatch is sealed. She takes a deep breath, turns the SEP field back on, and takes off.


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OOC: After some failed attempts, TheRealMe realizes, sadly, that he lacks the skill to properly respond to Washie's affectionate and passionate posts, other than to say that if he's forgotten anything regarding her, it must be due to part of his brain being surgically removed!

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At the Leighton Docks starport on Commerce:

TheRealMe sticks his head out of the hatch of the Dagger. "Soul! Safe! Needy! Citizen! Mai! Hello, everyone. Say, if somebody can take over the interrogation, I can concentrate on making a dimensional portal to wherever Serenity is right now."


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*JadeHand had no idea he was so wounded. He's strapped into a chair as the others secure themselves and Ocean Cloud takes off for Sereni-Tree leaving Garrison behind. he drifts in and out, overhearing pieces of communications. He hears enough to become concerned about the safety of those on the Tree, and he forces conciousness upon himself. Stiring in his seat, he unfastens the belt and stands. His hand holds his side as if holding his own guts in. He steps to the bridge of the shuttle.*
"Quin, welcome back. We need to get to the Tree quickly and quietly."

"You need to sit back down Jade. You need medical attention."

"I'll worry on that later. We've got friends who need us now."

*JadeHand approaches a firstaid kit in one of the cabinets, and takes a handfull of painkillers. He then remembers something that will deffinately help. Walking back to the front of the shuttle he calls the crew forward.*

"Quin, autopilot please." *Quincey hits a few buttons and stands to face JadeHand*

"Wisp, NOSkillz, Deuce. You all rescued Quin and she might feel the need to give you a proper thank you."

*Quin blushes slightly then understands, She steps up to Wisp and pulls him to her. Planting a firm kiss on his lips. A Kissie spouts from their connection. JadeHand grabs the Kissie and presses it to Wisp's wounded leg. The skin seals on both sides and returns his leg to normal. Quin steps to NOSkillz and plants a big Kiss on his lips. JadeHand grabs it and presses it to his side. the buising begins to fade internal organs stitching themselves back together. Quin turns to face JadeHand and presses her lips to his. the resulting kissie is picked up by NOSkillz and pressed to JadeHands forehead. The wound seals, the bleeding stopped. Quincey bends down and kisses Shadow on the top of the head Shadow chases the kissie to the back of the shuttle, scratching himself on a table and immediately being healed by the Kissie. Finally Quin turns to Duece. She reaches out to her and takes her gently by the back of the head. Pulling her close she steps in and presses her lips to Deuces lips. Dueces eyes go wide. Quin's other hand comes up to Deuces face and holds her tight. Quin's tongue slips out and presses past Deuce's lips and finds hers. The heat in the shuttle increases noticably as Duece stumbles backwards to rest against a nearby chair. Quin keeps up with her and presses her body against Deuce, sucking Dueces tongue into her mouth.
Quin pulls away and wipes a finger across her lips.*

"Thank you all, for rescuing me from that...that...man."

*Quincey returns to her seat, turns off the autopilot and continues the trek back to the Tree. the resulting Kissies are rounded up and used to cure the remaining wounds. JadeHand still needs to have the doc check on his internal wounds, but they are no longer a priority. The shuttle draws into the Tree's Hanger.*



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(ooc- ah, no matter how much you try to tell yourself the cliche's about male fantasy's ain't true...)

Seryn stops dead.

"The beacon won't work? At all.... I'M HERE FOR NOTHING?"

She growls, loudly, then starts a low litany of every cuss word she's ever heard, even the ones she doesn't know the meaning of. Eventually she controls her self, but not until after she's kicked Heinz a couple more times and shouted at the guard when he dared to move.

For a moment she's silent, examining the mud and crap on her feet, she's concious of a pain on the soft fleshy part under the left arch, realises its probably cut to shreds and idly wonders how long she's got to get some antibiotics down her neck.

She crosses to the table, finding and holding up various blades for Serenity to see, a half assed mockery of one of the bimbos on televison gameshows.

"The roof. *She looks over her shoulder at Serenity* If this building is like the ones around, its flat roofed.
TRM will no doubt be trying his portal trick, but if we can get to the roof, they'll be in a shuttle, they'll be able to see us"



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*Serenity finds two blades that will do well enough for now.*

Yes, the roof. Of course. We could try those stairs over there, see where they lead. But first, what about the guards? Should we kill them, or just tie them up and leave them somewhere?

One day.
One plan.
One army of Browncoats.

On June 23rd, we aim to misbehave.

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Commerce city: McQ, SR and Sparky hop out of the cab. SR toggles up his comm-link to connect with Citizen.

"Citizen it's SR. McQ is with me and sparky I'm about 120 meters from your location. I can't seem to locate Seryn and Serenity. I'm heading toward you. Is there anything I should know before I start moving?"

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In the Dagger at the Leighton Docks Spaceport on the moon of Commerce:


Worried about Serenity's safety, TheRealMe attempts to open a dimensional portal to get a peek at Serenity's location. He tries a number of times, unsuccessfully.

"Safe, Soul, I hope you guys are getting some good information out of your interrogations, because I can't open a portal to Serenity. Her location must be shielded, somehow. We'll have to do this the old fashioned way. Most importantly, we'll need a destination!"



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Originally posted by thatweirdgirl:
*comm* I got a cruiser coming in for Commerce. Jake7’s got her in sights, but that’s just one gun. I need some help here...my sky’s gonna get crowded again....I don’t like that!

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**jake7 sits in the gun turret, ready to fire when and if the crusier coming in starts something. So far, it seems unaffected by their presence and sets about locking into orbit.**

TWG, think you can hack into their communications and see what that cruiser is up to? They don't seem to be doing much other than getting ready to send shuttles planetside. I'm ready for action if something starts, but I'm not seeing any aggressive moves on the part of the cruiser. Might just really be here to pick up parts or taxes...

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Originally posted by TheRealMe:
In the Dagger at the Leighton Docks Spaceport on the moon of Commerce:


Worried about Serenity's safety, TheRealMe attempts to open a dimensional portal to get a peek at Serenity's location. He tries a number of times, unsuccessfully.

"Safe, Soul, I hope you guys are getting some good information out of your interrogations, because I can't open a portal to Serenity. Her location must be shielded, somehow. We'll have to do this the old fashioned way. Most importantly, we'll need a destination!"



TheRealMe, First Officer of the Sereni-Tree

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Hearing this, Soul and Safe can but look at each other glumly. They hadn't gotten anywhere. The man had proven less than helpful, not to mention that their idle threats did nothing to motivate him to want to speak up.

Needy pops his head around, with an expression that could only be described as glee. "I think I can help."

The two leaders shoot a look at the incongruous character.

"I’m sorry Needy but… what? What can you do?" Safe asks plainly, careful not to offend the companion with an improper tone. "I mean, you yourself have told me that you’re not cut out for this sort of work."

"That was before I realised it could be so much fun playing the hero" Needy replies hastily.

"Fun? Fun?!" Soul shouts, now annoyed by the companion’s seemingly carefree attitude. "Serenity’s in mortal danger and you think this is fun?!! This is not a gorram game!"

"No... I know that. Sorry. I just… did you see me out there?"

"This isn’t the time for you to play hero. These are serious men we’re dealing with." Safe calmly replies to Needy whilst placing a hand on the shoulder of Soul, hoping to ease his distress.

"I know that. But they’re not taking you seriously. That guy in there isn’t going to tell you anything if he doesn’t believe you will actually go through with your threats."

"So you’re suggesting we torture him?" Safe questions, "cos that’s not what we do"

"You don’t need to. Use me." Needy offers

"What?" Soul asks confused.

"My body can cope with any injury. But it still looks nasty nevertheless, for a while at least. Use that to scare him."

"You mean…" Safe begins

"Throw me in there with him. Pretend that I’m another suspect and threaten to torture me right in front of him. Then do it."

"Torture you?"

"Well it’s not torture if I can’t feel it. But it would look that way."

Safe and Soul contemplate the decision. Could they really go that far? What if Needy was wrong, and they actually hurt him.

After a moment of silence, Soul asks "Are you sure... sure you want to do this?"

"To help out... to make sure that Serenity gets back ok? Of course."

"Ok" Safe adds

"Do it" Needy tells them.


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"Are you sure you're up for this?" Safe asks concerned.

"Sure." Needy replies

"You think you can pull it off?"

"Are you kidding? My profession depends on me acting out somebody's sick fantasies"

"We didn't need to know that" Soul jumps in, his attitude more positive now. Although his thoughts still centre on the wellbeing of his love, Serenity, something tells him that this plan may actually work.

"So, you want us to mess you up now?"

"Well, a little now, a little later. It's all gonna help the performance" Needy replies with a grin. He's really enjoying the opportunity that has presented itself. And to think, an hour ago he was sick to the stomach at the idea of being hurt. Now he was volunteering his body up... not that he wasn't used to that.

SMACK. Safe punches Needy in the eye.

"You could have given me some warning."

"Sorry" Safe apologises

"I'm going to hit you now." Soul says dryly. Planting a firm punch at the other side of Needy's face, Soul grins.

"I think you're enjoying this too much" Needy states.

"Just taking out my frustration."

"Well you can save a little for the ones responsible."

"I guess."

"Now" Needy continues, "stab me"

"What?" Safe's jaw drops.

"C'mon it'll look good. Just get your knife out and stab me here" Needy points to his side.

"oookay." Safe replies as he lunges at him with the knife, penetrating his side.

"AGH!" Needy cries out in pain as he staggers back.

"Ai Ya!" Safe exclaims.

Both Soul and Safe slowly approach the injured companion, both asking "Are you okay?"

Needy instantly straightens up as he reveals a wicked smile. "How's that for a performance?"

The faces of the two drop as they realise the joke that had been played on them.

"Can we torture him already?" Soul asks

"Yeah, throw him in" Safe instructs

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"Ok that was wierd. Great dont get me wrong but very weird!" Wisp feigns staggering out of the shuttle and clutches his chest "Any chance of a repeat performance in private? Ive got a terrible rash on my....."
"play your cards right and maybe" says Quin with a cheeky smile playfully patting deuce on the behind as she walks past. Deuce giggles and runs away.
'Thats why i took this job' Wisp mutters to himself carrying his belongings over his shoulder that he left in the OC and dragging Doris behind.

"Now where do i sleep?" Jadehand looks at him funny then grasps what he's meaning.
"Oh yeah this is your first time to the actual ship, Just follow me." Jade directs Wisp to a little room at the back of the boat and tells him to unpack and make himself at home.
"here we are Doris Home sweet home" as Wisp begins to unpack Deuce's voice comes over the tannoy.
"Crew we have a new member aboard Y'all go and say hi"

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Soul steps back from where Safe is “torturing” Needy. He can see that the guard is getting a bit worried, but he’s no closer to breaking. Shaking his head, Soul steps around the side of the Dagger, back where none of the SereniTREE crew can see.

“Okay,” Soul says, “What do you know.”

Jennings stares back at him. “Finally decided to trust me, did you?”

“I did once before. I figure I can do it again.”

Jennings turns and helps a waking Bear to his feet, the big man rubbing the back of his head. Next to them, Grunt stands looking across the landing pad.

“The building we took her is this way,” Grunt grunts, pointing with a rifle apparently scavenged off of one of the downed guards.

Soul glances back, and he can hear his friends on the other side of the Dagger; but this can’t wait for them. He nods at Grunt, and the four of them race off.

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Seryn looks at the two guards, and smiles.

"Strip them, take their clothes"

Serenity looks at her a little oddly, then shrugs, and start harrying at the guards with her swords. Seryn circles the room, pulling the few remaining drapes off the windows, then picking up a chair and hurling it as hard as she can at the wall. It breaks, and she spends a few moments pulling it to peices. She loads the pieces into one of the curtains and ties them into a bundle.

By now Serenity has both of the guards hemmed into the corner, sans attire. She ties their hands behind their backs, then ties their ankles together. She stands back, taking a moment to appreciate the younger of the two guards, "hey, do you think we could take that one back with us?"

Serenity rolls her eyes and mouths no at her, and they both giggle. She contents herself with a quick pat on the ass and a barked order to sit or they would be shot, cute or no.

Picking up the bundle and the clothing she crosses to the table and starts picking through the pile for all the ammunition.

"Ok, I have to ask, why the naked guards? why are you only taking the bullets?" Serenity asks, halfway between amusement and puzzlement.

"A signal fire!" she waves the guards pants "kindling" the bundle"fuel" and the bullets "ooomf"

Serenity gives her a wild eyed look.

"oh, no, you open them, just use the powder. It makes a really thick black smoke.

I didn't think that either of us felt much like jumping about and waving our arms"

She hefts the various bundles, wishing she had her bag with her, and walks to the door, holding her pistols ready, she returns Serenity's nod, and follows, follows, watchful and ready for anything, as they move out.

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Umm...Seryn. I just thought of something.

I have my comm link in my pocket. It still works, I hope. Once we get out of the building, I should be able to use it to contact the TREE and they can come get us. Maybe TRM could even open a portal to us! His portal skills have been suffering of late, but you never know.

So, really, we didn't need to make the guards get nekkid.

Though, it was veeeery funny!

One day.
One mission.
One army of Browncoats.

On June 23rd, we aim to misbehave.
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"it was. *giggles*

I just can't seem to make things work today.

Next time you go get kidnapped, just make sure you do it on a day when my plans have at least a snowballs chance in hell of working, ok?

I'm not so sure about the comms working, we don't know how far whatever's blocking the signals extends, so i'm going to keep hold of the pyromaniacs starter kit.

Besides, they're less likely to run for help like that."

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*JadeHand had no idea he was so wounded. He's strapped into a chair as the others secure themselves and Ocean Cloud takes off for Sereni-Tree leaving Garrison behind. he drifts in and out, overhearing pieces of communications. He hears enough to become concerned about the safety of those on the Tree, and he forces conciousness upon himself. Stiring in his seat, he unfastens the belt and stands. His hand holds his side as if holding his own guts in. He steps to the bridge of the shuttle.*

"Quin, welcome back. We need to get to the Tree quickly and quietly."

"You need to sit back down Jade. You need medical attention."

"I'll worry on that later. We've got friends who need us now."

*JadeHand approaches a firstaid kit in one of the cabinets, and takes a handfull of painkillers. He then remembers something that will deffinately help. Walking back to the front of the shuttle he calls the crew forward.*

"Quin, autopilot please." *Quincey hits a few buttons and stands to face JadeHand*

"Wisp, NOSkillz, Deuce. You all rescued Quin and she might feel the need to give you a proper thank you."

*Quin blushes slightly then understands, She steps up to Wisp and pulls him to her. Planting a firm kiss on his lips. A Kissie spouts from their connection. JadeHand grabs the Kissie and presses it to Wisp's wounded leg. The skin seals on both sides and returns his leg to normal. Quin steps to NOSkillz and plants a big Kiss on his lips. JadeHand grabs it and presses it to his side. the buising begins to fade internal organs stitching themselves back together. Quin turns to face JadeHand and presses her lips to his. the resulting kissie is picked up by NOSkillz and pressed to JadeHands forehead. The wound seals, the bleeding stopped. Quincey bends down and kisses Shadow on the top of the head Shadow chases the kissie to the back of the shuttle, scratching himself on a table and immediately being healed by the Kissie. Finally Quin turns to Duece. She reaches out to her and takes her gently by the back of the head. Pulling her close she steps in and presses her lips to Deuces lips. Dueces eyes go wide. Quin's other hand comes up to Deuces face and holds her tight. Quin's tongue slips out and presses past Deuce's lips and finds hers. The heat in the shuttle increases noticably as Duece stumbles backwards to rest against a nearby chair. Quin keeps up with her and presses her body against Deuce, sucking Dueces tongue into her mouth. Quin pulls away and wipes a finger across her lips.*

"Thank you all, for rescuing me from that...that...man."

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After Quincey is finished with her, Deuce drops back into her seat, wide-eyed and stunned. The younger woman’s face blushes redder than her hair, to the point that her freckles can no longer be seen. Deuce stares intently at Quincey’s back as the latter calmly strolls back to the small bridge of the Ocean Cloud.

“Uh,” Deuce begins. “Uh,” she continues.

As she gradually becomes aware of her surroundings, Deuce looks around and gets angry. “What are you all staring at? It was all just to get the kissies to help Jadehand! That’s all! I ain’t got no sly eye!” To prove her point, Deuce grabs Wisp on each side of his head, draws him close, and lays a very aggressive kiss on him.

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*Quincey returns to her seat, turns off the autopilot and continues the trek back to the Tree. the resulting Kissies are rounded up and used to cure the remaining wounds. JadeHand still needs to have the doc check on his internal wounds, but they are no longer a priority. The shuttle draws into the Tree's Hanger.*

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"Ok that was wierd. Great dont get me wrong but very weird!" Wisp feigns staggering out of the shuttle and clutches his chest "Any chance of a repeat performance in private? Ive got a terrible rash on my....."
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Safe sees that their scare tactics aren’t working on the soldier and frustration gets the better of him.

Safe hauls the man to his feet steps back and kicks him in the chest sending the man sprawling backwards down the boarding ramp onto the tarmac outside. Before the soldier can react, Safe is standing over him. Safe plants his boot in the soldier’s throat and draws his gun.

“I ain’t tellin’ you nuthin’!” the soldier manages to choke out.

Safe leans down and jams his gun into the man cheek “You’ll tell me what I want to know” Safe hisses at him.

“Um.. Safe? Are you sure excessive force is really necessary?” TRM asks. Needy nods in agreement. “I thought we were getting through to him…”

Safe doesn’t answer. Instead, he moves his gun a little to the right and pulls the trigger. The shot tears off a chunk of the soldier’s right ear and sprays him with tarmac shrapnel. Safe moves the gun back to the mans cheek “Talk”

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Jennings skids to a halt patting his pockets. “Bastards… Wait a minute. I need to re-arm. Back in a sec.”

Jennings is just about back at the Dagger when a figure falls down the boarding ramp followed by another face from the past. Jennings slows. “What is this, old home week?”

He angles around as Safe bends over the soldier. Coming up behind Safe, Jennings grabs him, holding his small boot knife to his throat. “Out of respect for the past, and because you were my brother’s best friend, I haven’t killed you… yet, Alliance dog.”

Jennings becomes aware of guns coming to bear on him.

“Drop the knife.” Citizen yells.

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In the warehouse, a voice comes over the comm. startling Serenity and Seryn. “Mister Heinz. We have arrived over Commerce and are preparing to dispatch shuttles to your location. We trust you have kept our subject… intact?”


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*JadeHand charges through the hanger bay,his bag over his shoulder, to the balcony above the common room and continues around the perimeter, pressing the button on his com.*

"NOSkillz, Shadow, Deuce, Quincy, a new kid, "Wisp" and myself are on-board. Jake7, I'm on my way to the turrent behind you, unless I'm needed elsewhere."



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"NOSkillz, Shadow, Deuce, Quincy, a new kid, "Wisp" and myself are on-board. Jake7, I'm on my way to the turrent behind you, unless I'm needed elsewhere."

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**jake7 flips on her comm to speak to Jadehand**

That Alliance Cruiser is still just sitting out there. No aggressive moves or any recognition that we're here, but I wouldn't take any chances. It would be nice to have some backup -- just in case. A ship that size will have quite a few shuttles that they'd send at us first and we should be prepared to shoot them down.

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“Whoa, whoa, whoa…slow down now. Your brother?? Alliance dog??” Safe frantically tries to put the pieces together to make sense. “Jennings?”

Jennings smiles, releases Safe, and salutes as Safe turns around grinning as well. “Where is Jack anyway?”

Safe shakes his head “It’s a long story, I’ll catch you up on later. Now stop saluting. I’m not part of the Alliance anymore. They drummed Jack and me out of the core like they did you guys. Now if you’ll excuse me, I have to finish interrogating this guy. We have a missing crew member to find.” Safe gestures to where the soldier was only to find him running across the tarmac towards the hangers.

Bear reaches out and grabs the soldier by the throat with one hand, lifting him off his feet. He carries the soldier back to Safe and sets him down with enough force to buckle the man’s knees, causing him to drop. The soldier cowers on the ground holding his ear.

“Pregnant winged girl?” Jennings asks. “Forget him, we know where she is.”

Safe looks at him puzzled. “It’s a long story too.” Jennings says as he ducks into the Dagger, returning momentarily with two rifles which he tosses to Grunt.

“Lets go, Soul looks about ready to bust.”

“We don’t need this guy anymore?” Citizen asks as he smacks the soldier in the head with the butt of his rifle, knocking him unconscious.

“Hell, I coulda done that.” Bear says disappointed.

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Crouched in an alley adjacent the warehouse, Grunt hands Soul his field glasses.

“What have you got Grunt?” Safe asks.

“Those walls aren’t the corrugated metal sheeting they’re made out to be. They’re a high density steel. The amount of explosive need to breach those walls would also take out half the block doing it. There are no guards, but a bunch of security cameras and what appears to be laser turrets.” Grunt says, clearly impressed. “To top it all off, there is some sort of electrical field embedded in the walls.”

“That must be what’s stopping me from opening a portal in there” TRM adds. “I didn’t think that was possible…”

“It is also stopping my scanners from penetrating the interior.” A metallic voice pipes up.

“Look who I found” Citizen says as he guides McQ and SR to the group.

“TRM, is it possible for you to open a portal just above roof level? If so, we could take a team up there. Soul, Jennings, Grunt and Bear could wait down here and SR and McQ could look for a back door. The way I see it, the ground teams will have to wait for someone inside to come out….” Safe catches himself and looks at TRM. “I’m sorry… I’m out of line. It’s not my place to be throwing orders around.”


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*twg continues monitoring the cruiser. she picks up some comm traffic...hoping it could be a lead on the missing crew, she begins unscrambling the message*

“.....arrived over Commerce and are preparing to dispatch shuttles to your location. We trust you have kept our subject… intact..."

Bloody...*comm* TRM, the cruiser is about to dispatch shuttles for pick up Serenity. Stop goofing around down there and rescue her! *comm. off*

*twg runs to the turrets* Jake! Jade? Oh my gosh, you need to see the doctor *he gives her the look* okay later…I picked up a message, they’re dispatching shuttles to take Serenity. Do we engage the cruiser, the shuttles, or do we hope the others can sneak by the Alliance? Frankly, I don’t like our odds against that mammoth. Opinions?




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Seryn almost jumps out of her skin at the booming voice.

As the full implication hits her, she dumps the bundles. She stops, swears, attempts to kick a wall, and only just in time remembers that she's still not wearing any shoes.

Continuing the swearing with gusto, she plants her hands on her hips and attempts to walk off the frustration.

"They are going to be here any minute... can we head them off? S***! I still think the roof is our best bet. Try and get up high, to another roof, far enough away for our comms to work. What do you think?"

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I agree, our only option is to run.

Let's go!

*They rush up a flight of stairs.*




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*JadeHand Finishes strapping himself into a turrent and powering it up.*

"I appreciate the concern, But I'll hold 'til this passes. Going up against that cruiser before we've finished patching our hurt?... I'm not overly eager, but I'm in if that's our final option. Can we track the shuttles and eavesdrop on their communications from here? If the planetside crew dosen't get them before the shuttles land, we'll track which ever shuttle picks them up, and intercept that one. We should ready for a hasty retreat either way. With so many of our most capable down there, I think we give them the time they need. Maybe provide some distractions? "

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Um, Seryn or Serenity, or both, could get nekkid?



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Crouched in an alley adjacent the warehouse, Grunt hands Soul his field glasses.

“What have you got Grunt?” Safe asks.

“Those walls aren’t the corrugated metal sheeting they’re made out to be. They’re a high density steel. The amount of explosive need to breach those walls would also take out half the block doing it. There are no guards, but a bunch of security cameras and what appears to be laser turrets.” Grunt says, clearly impressed. “To top it all off, there is some sort of electrical field embedded in the walls.”

“That must be what’s stopping me from opening a portal in there” TRM adds. “I didn’t think that was possible…”

“It is also stopping my scanners from penetrating the interior.” A metallic voice pipes up.

“Look who I found” Citizen says as he guides McQ and SR to the group.

“TRM, is it possible for you to open a portal just above roof level? If so, we could take a team up there. Soul, Jennings, Grunt and Bear could wait down here and SR and McQ could look for a back door. The way I see it, the ground teams will have to wait for someone inside to come out….” Safe catches himself and looks at TRM. “I’m sorry… I’m out of line. It’s not my place to be throwing orders around.”

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TheRealMe reaches into his pocket. "Not at all, Safe. This is clearly your area of expertise, not mine. I'm smart enough to not stand in the way of a good idea."

TheRealMe drops something. It starts getting large. It is the shrunken shuttle Napoleon Bonaparte. TheRealMe reaches out, and a point of light appears before him. On the top of the roof, a second point of light can be seen. Both expand to become a ring of fire surrounding a dark void.

"There is your portal! You folks rescue the ladies and get back to the Sereni-Tree. Now, I will do something about these shuttles from the Alliance cruiser!"

TheRealMe notices Sparky with ScorpionRegent and McQ. "Come, Sparky! You and I must create a diversion so that Serenity can be rescued." Sparky does not move, and TRM continues. "If we do not accomplish this, then she will likely be captured and taken to some Alliance lab where she will be experimented on. Maybe disected. Come, I invoke Second Law."

"That is speculation," Sparky says.

"Yes," TheRealMe admits. "But the diversion I have planned is a dangerous task. I might need you to pilot the shuttle and complete the diversion while I escape alive through one of my portals. I invoke First Law."

With seeming reluctance, Sparky follows TheRealMe. They jump into the Napoleon and it lifts off. It flies directly up, until spotted by the Alliance shuttles. Then it speeds off in a random direction. Many of the Alliance ships follow, perhaps supposing that the 'special subject' was aboard trying to escape.


(EDITED to pick up Sparky)


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on reaching the top of the flight, they realise that its not the right way, they run, reaching a first floor, and briefly spread out, looking for more stairs, Serenity yells, towards the back another rougher looking set of steps lead up, it looks promising, and they start to run up.

"Wait! I've had an idea. *looks ruefully at Serenity* it won't work, not with my track record today, but if the alliance are up there it'll buy us some time, confuse them."

She pulls off her jacket, then seems to go very still and concentrate really hard on her toes. Slowly, then with gathering speed, two wings sprout and grow. Soom the passageway is blocked by wings exactly the same as Serenity's, and her hair has altered to the same shade as well.

"What do you think?" She balls up her coat and shoves it up her top, "ha, well, it should make the alliance double take, if they are there."

"Come on"

They get to the top, Serenity busting the lock, and escape onto the roof, guns and blades ready for trouble. The sun breaks over the top of the buildings, but aside from the distant yells of morning traders, there is absolutely nothing.

"well then..."

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*twg runs to the turrets* Jake! Jade? Oh my gosh, you need to see the doctor *he gives her the look* okay later…I picked up a message, they’re dispatching shuttles to take Serenity. Do we engage the cruiser, the shuttles, or do we hope the others can sneak by the Alliance? Frankly, I don’t like our odds against that mammoth. Opinions?

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"I appreciate the concern, But I'll hold 'til this passes. Going up against that cruiser before we've finished patching our hurt?... I'm not overly eager, but I'm in if that's our final option...

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I agree with Jadehand. It's better if they continue to ignore us. With the new shuttle's SEP, they should be able to get by the cruiser. The Napoleon can shrink to avoid detection and I'm sure the other shuttle can do the same. If not, we'll intervene if necessary.

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Quincey pushes by Trey as she runs onto the Sereni-Tree's Bridge. She is in the process of zipping up some coveralls after having shed her slinky red dress. She is barefoot, but carrying a pair of boots in one hand.

"I'm here, Weirdgirl! Ready to pilot the ship!"

From the main Bridge level, Quincey climbs up into the pilot dome and fits herself into the specially designed cockpit. She wiggles about to get comfortable, then fits her feet into her boots.

She touches a few controls on the flat panel before her, and the console comes to life. With a grin, she powers up the twin-linked plasma cannons that are mounted just below the Bridge.

"I'm ready for anything," Quincey says, enthusiastically.


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(Temporarily taking over Bride2 for tour guide purposes.)


Jadehand and Quincey had left the shuttle Ocean Cloud in a hurry. Deuce shrugs. “This way, Wisp.”

Deuce escorts Wisp out of the Ocean Cloud and to one end of the large hanger bay. Wisp can see that just the interior of the hanger seems larger than the entire craft that the shuttle had approached. Something odd is going on. The hanger contains a few small craft, with room for more.

After passing through some airlocks at one end of the hanger, Deuce leads Wisp out onto the higher of two balconies overlooking and entirely encircling a large room. The room is perhaps 20 yards or meters across. “This is the common room,” she says. "We just came out of the top floor of the south wing. Spaced around the common room you can see the entrances to the north, east, and west wings. The lower two floors of each wing are crew quarters. You can pretty much pick a place if it’s empty. Brideland is at the bottom of the south wing, in case you’re interested. Each of us Brides who are left have an apartment there. Anyway if you lean over the railing of this balcony and look down at the common room floor and to your right, you’ll see Trey’s bar. That’s where I’m heading. Want a drink? Kitchen is behind it if we get the munchies.”


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"Wait! I've had an idea. *looks ruefully at Serenity* it won't work, not with my track record today, but if the alliance are up there it'll buy us some time, confuse them."

She pulls off her jacket, then seems to go very still and concentrate really hard on her toes. Slowly, then with gathering speed, two wings sprout and grow. Soom the passageway is blocked by wings exactly the same as Serenity's, and her hair has altered to the same shade as well.

"What do you think?" She balls up her coat and shoves it up her top, "ha, well, it should make the alliance double take, if they are there."

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Clever!

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They get to the top, Serenity busting the lock, and escape onto the roof, guns and blades ready for trouble. The sun breaks over the top of the buildings, but aside from the distant yells of morning traders, there is absolutely nothing.

"well then..."

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No, no. This is good.

*CMS digs in her pocket for her comm link.*

Soul? TRM? Anyone? This is Serenity. Seryn and I are okay. We're on the top of a building and we would very much like to be rescued right now. There's some alliance headed our way.

Repeat, we are okay!

One day.
One mission.
One army of Browncoats.

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"Drink! Thats the best thing ive heard all day." Says Wisp following Deuce into the bar. "so is it always this hectic or have i come on a bad day?" Wisp orders a pint and looks around.
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uh, set the comm to recieve, see if its picking up my signal, should give us a fair indication of wether we're out of the dampening field or whatever its called.

*scans skys*

*leans over parapet to watch street*


"oh great, I think we may have company..."

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Did you guys hear that?!

*adjusts com link*

Serenity? Seryn? Were coming to get you! Well someone is .. oh and they let me have a gun



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"Wait! I've had an idea. *looks ruefully at Serenity* it won't work, not with my track record today, but if the alliance are up there it'll buy us some time, confuse them."

She pulls off her jacket, then seems to go very still and concentrate really hard on her toes. Slowly, then with gathering speed, two wings sprout and grow. Soom the passageway is blocked by wings exactly the same as Serenity's, and her hair has altered to the same shade as well.

"What do you think?" She balls up her coat and shoves it up her top, "ha, well, it should make the alliance double take, if they are there."

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Clever!

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They get to the top, Serenity busting the lock, and escape onto the roof, guns and blades ready for trouble. The sun breaks over the top of the buildings, but aside from the distant yells of morning traders, there is absolutely nothing.

"well then..."

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No, no. This is good.

*CMS digs in her pocket for her comm link.*

Soul? TRM? Anyone? This is Serenity. Seryn and I are okay. We're on the top of a building and we would very much like to be rescued right now. There's some alliance headed our way.

Repeat, we are okay!

One day.
One mission.
One army of Browncoats.

On June 23rd, we aim to misbehave.
http://serenityjune23rd.com/

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A familiar voice responds to Serenity's message.
"On top of the building, like there's only one, If we knew which building you were in we would need comm-links to have this conversation. Can you be a bit more specific, ... Never mind you just showed up on GPS and Sat scan. Step through the portal three meters behind you."

Seryn and Serenity turn round and see one of TRM magic portals open on the roof. They step through and are once again reunited with their fellow crew members.

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Seryn and Serenity turn round and see one of TRM magic portals open on the roof. They step through and are once again reunited with their fellow crew members.

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OOC: Well, that was anti-climatic.

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OOC: No offence but it is possible for a slightly less anti-climatic ending?

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TheRealMe drops something. It starts getting large. It is the shrunken shuttle Napoleon Bonaparte. TheRealMe reaches out, and a point of light appears before him. On the top of the roof, a second point of light can be seen. Both expand to become a ring of fire surrounding a dark void.

"There is your portal! You folks rescue the ladies and get back to the Sereni-Tree. Now, I will do something about these shuttles from the Alliance cruiser!"

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Needy watches in awe as TRM works his magic.

"Wow, that's just... wow" He gasps, as his face becomes aglow with the portal's light.

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TheRealMe notices Sparky with ScorpionRegent and McQ. "Come, Sparky! You and I must create a diversion so that Serenity can be rescued." Sparky does not move, and TRM continues. "If we do not accomplish this, then she will likely be captured and taken to some Alliance lab where she will be experimented on. Maybe disected. Come, I invoke Second Law."

"That is speculation," Sparky says.

"Yes," TheRealMe admits. "But the diversion I have planned is a dangerous task. I might need you to pilot the shuttle and complete the diversion while I escape alive through one of my portals. I invoke First Law."

With seeming reluctance, Sparky follows TheRealMe. They jump into the Napoleon and it lifts off. It flies directly up, until spotted by the Alliance shuttles. Then it speeds off in a random direction. Many of the Alliance ships follow, perhaps supposing that the 'special subject' was aboard trying to escape.

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Needy and those that are with him, remain silent as they watch TRM doing what he does best - acting like a hero. Well, this wasn't acting. He was a hero. All of these people were. Soul... Safe... and those others that Needy had no clue about who they were. Heroes, every single one...

Needy stops as he notices a figure standing alone on the opposite side of the street.
He is dressed in what could only be described as a long grey robe. The figure - an old man with a long grew beard - looks on at the crew standing by the portal.
His words cannot be heard, but Needy recognises the words that he is mouthing. A warning. And as if on instinct Needy acts.





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Originally posted by ScorpionRegent:


A familiar voice responds to Serenity's message.
"On top of the building, like there's only one, If we knew which building you were in we would need comm-links to have this conversation. Can you be a bit more specific, ... Never mind you just showed up on GPS and Sat scan. Step through the portal three meters behind you."

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No, no, no Needy realises. This is not right. Something's wrong

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Seryn and Serenity turn round and see one of TRM magic portals open on the roof. They step through and...

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The crew look on as two figures appear in the void, edging closer to them.
Needy can't explain it - just a voice tells him at the back of his head that this is just too easy

"Shut it down!" he shouts

The others barely have time to react to his cry before he springs into action, pulls his gun out and shoots into a corner of the portal.

Now unstable, the portal begins to collapse, but not before the two figures leap across the threshold, emerging finally beside the crew.

Before anyone says anything about what just happened, Soul runs up to and embraces "Serenity".
"Seryn" stands there emotionless, looking on at the two, whilst glancing her eyes across the select crew of SereniTree.

Stepping back again, Soul looks at Needy before he bursts out with "What the hell was that? You could have..."

"Thank you" an inhuman voice interrupts him. The sound is coming from the mouths of "Serenity" and "Seryn".

Suddenly an explosion of light engulfs the two as they combine to make no longer flesh, but spirit. A spirit that evaporates into the air.

The crew stand silent with their collective jaws dropped.

The silence is interrupted by a crackling on the comm.

"Hello?" Serenity calls out. "Is anybody there? What's going on? There's something wrong with the portal. We can't get through. I repeat we can't enter the portal. How the hell are we gonna get off this building?"

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Originally posted by CallMeSerenity:



OOC: Well, that was anti-climatic.

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OOC: We're not off the planet, the Nelson is on the far side of town, and there is a Blue Sun cruiser spewing shuttles like fireworks towards the surface. We have plenty of trouble to go around.

Scorpion Regent

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"Serenity?" Soul whispers in disbelief into the comm.

"Soul?" She replies, her words drenched in love and tender feeling. "Where the hell are you?!!" She then cries impatiently.

"We're... hang on a minute" Soul switches off the comm. "What just happened?" He addresses Needy.

"Why you looking at me for?" the companion asks as he finds all eyes are on him.

"You just shot into the portal. Don't you know what that can do to one?"

"I got a bad feeling" He mumbles, not mentioning the fact that he had seen the figure of an old man, a figure that when he looked again had disappeared.

"A bad..?" Soul stops, speaking once more into his comm "Serenity, is Seryn still there with you?"

"Well we're not going anywhere anytime soon are we? You want me to jump?!!" An annoyed Seryn replies back.

"And I've got another feeling." Needy starts.

"And what's that?"

"That we need to be less concerned with why I just did what I did, and more on what the hell it was that just escaped out of there. And where it came from"

The crew fall silent once more, before Serenity calls on the comm.

"So I presume you want me to give birth and raise the child up here?"

Soul turns from Needy and looks at the others.

"Right, how do we get them down now?"

OOC: Well I tried to elaborate a bit, whilst leading into a tie in with my own subplot. Hope I'm not stepping on everybody's toes by redirceting slightly. Ignore the "escaping spirit" for now if you want, that's something that'll come up later. Focus should be on an explosive rescue attempt IMHO

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Two shuttles and four escort fighters launch from the Blue Sun cruiser, headed for Commerce.

Over Commerce, the co-pilot of one of the shuttles turns to a well tailored passenger. “There is no response from "Mr." Heinz.”

“Interesting... Lock down the facility.”

“Sir, a shuttle has launched from the vicinity of the Lab.”

“Send two of the escort to follow and disable that shuttle. Take care not to destroy it. It may contain...valuable cargo. Also, send a wave to the cruiser to inspect all traffic in Commerce space. Do not engage until advised.”

Turning to his companion, an equally well tailored man, “I feel we should have experimented on better stock when cloning, I fear our “Mr.” Heinz has failed us again.”

The companion steeples his blue gloved hands thoughtfully. "This one may have succeeded where the others have failed and we may soon be in possession of the "better stock.""

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The roof of the warehouse rumbles, and a hum fills the air.

Serenity looks at Seryn. “I knew this didn’t feel right. Can you use those wings?” She launches herself into the air. Rods rise from the corners of the roof and Serenity is caught in and electrical charge, robbing her of not only flight but consciousness. She drops limply to the roof.

The source of the rumbling becomes evident as curved walls rise out of the roof, enclosing the landing pad in a dome of metal.

In the alley, the others look on in shock “Can this day possibly get any worse?” Mai yells in frustration.

OOC: Is that a good enough wrinkle? Sorry I haven't been able to contribute much, this headache is now on it's fifth day.

Safeat2nd, Chief Handyman of Destiny

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Originally posted by safeat2nd:

The roof of the warehouse rumbles, and a hum fills the air.

Serenity looks at Seryn. “I knew this didn’t feel right. Can you use those wings?” She launches herself into the air. Rods rise from the corners of the roof and Serenity is caught in and electrical charge, robbing her of not only flight but consciousness. She drops limply to the roof.

The source of the rumbling becomes evident as curved walls rise out of the roof, enclosing the landing pad in a dome of metal.

In the alley, the others look on in shock “Can this day possibly get any worse?” Mai yells in frustration.

OOC: Is that a good enough wrinkle? Sorry I haven't been able to contribute much, this headache is now on it's fifth day.

Safeat2nd, Chief Handyman of Destiny

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OOC: Sounds good to me. And it had only just occurred to me that surely Serenity could use her wings and fly off the building. And now you've dealt with that.

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The roof of the warehouse rumbles, and a hum fills the air.

Serenity looks at Seryn. “I knew this didn’t feel right. Can you use those wings?” She launches herself into the air. Rods rise from the corners of the roof and Serenity is caught in and electrical charge, robbing her of not only flight but consciousness. She drops limply to the roof.

The source of the rumbling becomes evident as curved walls rise out of the roof, enclosing the landing pad in a dome of metal.

In the alley, the others look on in shock “Can this day possibly get any worse?” Mai yells in frustration.

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McQ's electronic sensors become temporarily disrupted by the hum filling the air. He shakes his head to get them back on track.

"What in the blazes was that?" he asks, sounding very human for once. "My sensors were tempoarily distorted by that humming noise." As the building rumbles, so does the ground around them as they struggle to remain standing. McQ launches his jetpack and flies to the top of the building only to find a giant metal dome. He tries his infrared vision to determine what's in it, but the metal is too thick. McQ attempts to punch the dome, but causes no damage. "Hmm.." he says to himself, then flies back down to the surface. McQ informs the others of what he found. "So now what do we do?" he asks impatiently.

OOC: After trying to catch up on here I hope this post is in line with the current events taking place. The portal thing threw me off so if Seryn and Serenity weren't actually on the roof, then let's disregard what I posted here.

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(ooc - yup, we were still on the roof)

Seryn test the wings apprehensively, flexes to take off, then srcreams, running instead of flying to intercept Serenity's fall.

She just about catches her, scraped skin and knocked limbs alround, but she manages to chushion her head and flip her to fall mainly on her back. She'd known mild curries to start labours too early and she wasn't about to become a midwife. Carefully she checked that the other girl was still breathing, her pulse was strong, but she had no way of judging other damage. She untwisted wings, rearrranging arms and legs for comfort, and placed her coat under her head.

Then she stared at the new shield separating them form the outside world. Briefly she considered shooting it, the idea seemed a goot one, a realse of frustration at any rate, then she thought about the ricochet, and abandoned that plan.

She thought of hauling Serenity down stairs, but the lockdown would extend there, it would be for nothing, it was to risky.

Gorrammit!

The metal showed no flaws, no weak spots, a faint humm dissuaded her from touching it, they were trapped, truly trapped, what the hell could she do?

(ooc-nows the time for all the heroic swooping guys!)

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Originally posted by seryn:
Gorrammit!... heroic swooping!)

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*Nursing the mother, the grandmother, hell, the infinite level of matrilineal progression hangovers, cozen strides, well, stumbles, okay, crawls out of whichever shuttle he was on into the bleary atmosphere of whatever planet/asteroid/cosmic unit he’s been transported to. Barely focussing his bloodshot eyes, he notices a grimy sign posted on a crumbling, delapitated wall, sez, “Welcome to Commerce! You can spend, we can Provide!”*

*cozen leans against the wall, gathering his energy, gathering his spirit, his muse. He espies a beacony thing in the distance, but without his glasses (and whadda hell happended to them, eh?) is unable to discern it’s significance. Still, relying on his accidental nature, he kinda hopes it’s a restaurant. But… it’s so far away....*

*Necessity being the grandma of convenience, cozen happens to notice the taxi parked nearby. He summons the will to place his sad ass into the back of the cab. Collecting the last of his cashy money from his wallet, he gives it all to the driver, and in the hopes they share a common language requests to be taken to “where the action is.” Whereupon cozen promptly settles in for a nap…

… and is awoken by gunfire.*

*A large, heavily armed militia type, judging by the uniform worn over heavy protective armour, hauls cozen from the cab. Without further ado, militia guy drags cozen to the nearest building and unceremonioulsy tosses him into the lobby, where a firefight of sorts appears to be reaching armageddon status. cozen immediately reacts in the stupidest way possible, to wit, screaming at the top of his lungs, he runs pell mell in random directions. He’s clearly the easiest target to hit, but the bullets fired by whoever is shooting at whomever else manage, for no particular reason, to miss him.*

*Amid the cacophony of gunfire and ricochetting bullets, cozen hears a soft “ding”. Puzzled, he risks a glance above his head and notices the floor indicator lights for the elevator he happens to be cowering by. He takes a stab at the “Up” button, but misses. Fortunately, a stray bullet impacts said button square in the centre. Shortly, the elevator door opens. cozen executes what he thinks is a spiffin’ military roll into the car, but, in reality he just kinda falls through the rapidly closing doors. Gaining his feet, he pushes the button labelled “Top Floor”, mindful of pulling a lengthy stretch of rope from his suddenly handy haversack.*

*By the time the elevator door opens to the top floor, cozen has fashioned a spiffin’ lariat, just in case he needs one. And when he finally gets around to taking a peek out the skylight, where he sees the imperilled winged Treestressi, he suddenly comes to an understanding with his life’s purpose. Standing on his toes, he weilds a convenient metal chair, using it to smash through the skylight. He then closes his eyes to help summon the Farce, whirling the lasso until the momentum feels just so, and heaves it up onto the roof. Luckily, Seryn and Serenity are just dumbfounded enough at exactly the right moment to facilitate being ensnared by the noose, which cozen opportunistically draws tight about their imperriled selves. He tugs hard on the rope, kinda awkwardly heaving the ladies through the skylight. There will be cuts, oh yes, there will be bleeding. Fortuitously, the ladies land one atop of the other atop cozen, who later will swear he didn’t mind the broken ribs, no not one bit.*

*Just then, a Sikorsky thwops it’s shuddering mass alongside the building, at roof level. Somewhat embarrassed, cozen manages to wheeze something marginally intelligible.*

Huh: mighta been better I came up to you, rather dragged y’all down here with me?



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finding himself alone, elemdee shrugs and finds another bottle of alcohol to consume

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*Swears he can see LMD slumped in the whirlybird's copilot's seat, chugging on the business end of a bottle....*

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(Taking it back a bit)

*The instant Safe brought the ISSCV down, Ath jumped out, ready for anything. But instead of finding himself on the tarmac, he insteads lands on a forest floor. He looks around and sees Kelly land beside him.*

"What the hell?", he says.

"I don't know," says Kelly, "but these woods are old. And they feel warm. They're welcoming us."

"Um...Ok."

*Ath turns on his communicator watch and attempts to contact TRM, the Tree, anyone, but he gets no answer. Ath and Kelly explore for awhile, but find no signs of civilization. They do come across a pond however, the kind of pond that screams to be swam in. And that, of course, is what they do.*

(OOC-Kindly DO NOT send out a rescue mission. We just need a vacation.

Also, welcome back Fishie! Wanna join us in the Pool of Non-convolution?

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*JadeHand pulls the headset over his head as he sits in the turrent. He lines up a shot at the cruiser as the plays at the radio trying to pick up transmissions from them or from the Tree crew below.*

"Where are you guys?"


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